an elderly man, uncle marty, in a sweat-stained t-shirt and ratty underwear, snores on the tattered recliner, a half-drunk bottle of whisky hanging from one limp hand.
kristen flips on a light switch. the room is illuminated for a split second before the bulb surges and burns out, leaving kristen in the near-darkness.
kristen moves slowly into elena's bedroom, shines her light on the walls. what she sees makes the blood run chill in her veins. barely able to breathe, she takes out her cell phone.
morrison and kristen's flashlights cut through the darkness as they move back into elena's bedroom.
elena watches as marie and theo drive away, then turns to the glistening mother daughter diamonds. she opens a case with two identical glass replicas, and replaces the diamonds.