Ross goes around the garage trying to find out more. Searching for signs of his brother, of the murders, signs of Lenni’s body, signs that could help him prove Klara’s crimes. He did not want to harm Klara. But she wasn’t helping him. He never had any interest in her romantically, he was not helping her to get out of the prison. He wanted her out, and vulnerable enough to divulge all that he needed to know.
At the back of the garage, behind all the sculpting area, he finds marks of blood. Blood marks on the walls, marks of dragging that lead to an area towards the beach. Ross follows the marks outside.
“But it’s just another side of the beach…. Now where?” he murmurs to himself.
Walking to each side of the beach, trying to find out where could Klara be disposing of the bodies.
“She couldn’t be just dumping them in the ocean. That would be very risky…. She isn’t that lame, is she?”
Impatient and confused, he decides to go back to the garage and ask Klara herself.