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Athena?

That pan is still wet.

You need to dry it off
before you put it away.

Why? It'll dry eventually.

Because it'll rust.

That's my good cast iron.

And don't you roll
those eyes at me.

Sorry, Mama.

When's Daddy getting home?

Oh, I see.

You only offered to
help with the dishes

so you could wait
up for your father.

Well, yeah. Who
likes doing dishes?

Besides you.

I like it because it's usually

my peaceful time by myself.

One day when you're grown,

you'll understand.

I'm home.

Saved by your daddy again.

Daddy!

- You missed dinner.
- Oh...

Oh, I know, baby girl.

Daddy got a flat tire
on the way home.

Mm. Ooh.

Is that why you smell
like a greasy mechanic?

And look at this
shirt. It's filthy.

Well, you want me to take
it off so you can wash it?

'Cause you know I got

- no problem with that.
- Oh, Samuel Carter,

- get those filthy paws off me.
- What? I can't help it.

And you, little girl...

It is officially
past your bedtime.

What about story
time? Daddy always

tells me a story before bed.

I know, baby.

Daddy got home too late.

But I promise I will
make it up to you.

Tomorrow we will
read two stories.

And waffles for breakfast?

And waffles for breakfast.

Some lawyer you are.

You just got out-negotiated
by a nine-year-old.

I'm a tough cookie.

That's what Daddy
always tells me.

Just like her mother.

Go.

Samuel! Beatrice!

Patrice? What's the matter?

- Is Tanya here? She's gone.
- We can't find her.

- Patrice, slow down.
- What do you mean, she's gone?

- She's not in the house.
- She wasn't in her bed.

Where would she go?

I don't understand.

- What's happening?
- Tanya's missing.

When Joanne to check on
her she wasn't in her bed.

It was empty. Their
window was open.

Did you check the backyard?

These kids are
always doing stuff

- they're not supposed to.
- Me and Lloyd

have looked everywhere.
She just vanished.

- I'll get a search group together.
- Hey, come on.

Okay, it's okay, it's
gonna be all right.

Patrice, go back to the house.

- Wait there in case she shows.
- Yes.

Beatrice.

Call the sheriff, give them

the Kingston's address, let
'em know what's going on.

I just have this sick feeling

that something's
happened to her.

- No.
- I can feel it in my bones.

Don't go there.

Athena.

Go back to your room
and get in bed. Now!

I thought your father
told you to go back to bed.

I'm scared.

You don't have to be scared.

I am right here.

What happened to Tanya?

Why did Daddy grab his gun?

Tanya's parents don't
know where she is.

Your father went out
to help them find her.

Did something bad happen to her?

We don't know yet.

But you know what
you can do to help?

Pray.

Why don't you say a prayer

asking God to bring Tanya
home safe and sound.

You remember what I told you?

That God answers prayers.

That's right.

Please let Him answer this one.

Now try and get
some sleep, okay?

Tanya!

Tanya! Tanya!

- Tanya!
- Tanya!

- Tanya!
- Tanya, can you hear me?

Hello? Tanya? Do you hear me?

Tanya!

- Tanya!
- Tanya!

- Tanya Kingston!
- Tanya!

- Tanya!
- Tanya!

Why aren't you doing anything?

You're just standing
there, letting that man

treat your father
like a criminal.

This is protocol, Mama.

He's doing his job.

Mrs. Carter?

The detective is
almost done in there.

This isn't right
and you know it.

Your father can't
speak or defend himself.

He can't even consent
to what they're doing.

They don't need consent, Mama.

That's what the warrant is for.

Well, everything else aside,

Mr. Carter is showing
signs of improvement.

His blood pressure has been
stable for the last 24 hours.

The swelling in his brain
has gone down considerably.

- Enough to maybe bring him out of the coma?
- That's what we're hoping.

I'll keep you posted.

Thank you.

The police are gonna
want to talk to him as soon

- as he wakes up.
- You keep these people away from your father.

Look at what
they're doing to him.

Beatrice, I know
this is difficult,

but the police are just doing

what they have to, and
gathering samples is probably

the best way to prove
that Samuel is innocent.

He's right.

Mrs. Carter, Mrs. Nash.

Detective Clifford Dixon.

You people should be
ashamed of yourselves.

The police department
did nothing for 45 years

to find that girl, now
you want to pin it

on a sick, incapacitated man.

My husband did not do
what you're accusing him of.

Ma'am, we haven't
accused him of anything.

Yet.

We just want to get to the
truth, like I'm sure you do.

Because you're right,
45 years is a long time.

And the Kingston family
deserves some justice.

So what happens next?

We're still sorting through
the evidence and samples

from the scene, but
once we have forensics,

we can test Mr. Carter's
sample against it.

And I'd like to get you

and your mother down to
the station to give statements.

I know it was long time ago, but

anything you might remember
from that night could be helpful.

Not without a lawyer.

- That's fine.
- At your earliest convenience.

Can I give you some
free advice, though?

Can I say "no thank you"?

Let go of your
emotional attachment.

Let us do our jobs.

Just be his daughter.

Not a police officer.

Right. I know.

Oh, no, he's over there.

Yeah. Oh, yeah,
yeah, yeah, yeah.

No, no, no, no,
no, no. No, Michael.

I'm telling you, do not come.

No, keep Harry there
with you and David.

He does not need
to be here for this.

Look, I got to go. We
just got back to the house.

Kiss Harry for me.

Okay, bye.

Junior's here.

And he brought his father.

I am so sorry.

One shock after another.

Still doesn't feel real.

Mr. Franklin.

Aw, it's good to see you.

It's been a while.

I would say it's good
to see you, too, but...

not under these circumstances.

- How you holding up?
- Oh, best we can.

What about your mother?

She's still at the hospital.
On top of everything,

my father... he's still
not out of the woods.

She doesn't want
to leave his side.

Of course. I wanted to come by

when I heard about
Samuel's stroke.

- But then I saw the news last night.
- Mm.

Anything me or
Junior can do to help,

don't hesitate to ask.

Now, who's this...
Your bodyguard?

Bobby Nash, my husband.

Ah.

- Nice to meet you, sir.
- Good to meet you.

Glad you're here.

She's gonna need all
the support she can get.

Now, you built the
original structure, correct?

Yeah.

Laid the foundation myself.

Uh, the police
questioned him about it.

We just got back
from the station.

They swabbed me for the DNA.

What do you remember?

I was so young,
it's all kind of a blur.

All I can tell you is
what I told the police.

I poured that
concrete, left it to cure

four, maybe five days.

I remember it was so humid,
had to give it extra time.

The job site was
exposed to the street.

Anyone could have
put that girl in there.

It was long time before
home security cameras.

This Florida room
has been here so long,

it's hard to remember
a time when it wasn't.

Your mom had been on your dad

for years to build
that addition.

But he kept putting it off,

saying he didn't have the money.

Then one day, he
came by the shop.

Said he changed his mind.

Hmm, why the sudden
change of heart?

You got to understand.

When that girl disappeared,
it rocked this town.

Nobody was the same after that.

He said it'd be a
good distraction.

A fun project for
you and Beatrice.

When did he ask you to build it?

The day after the
Kingston girl went missing.

We've taken up enough

of your time. We'll
get out of your hair.

But if you need
anything at all, we're here.

- Oh, yeah.
- Thanks.

Come on, Pops.

I'm sorry, Athena.

I really am.

Thank you, Mr. Franklin.

- See ya.
- Take care.

Okay.

Hey.

You doing all
right? I know I keep

asking you, but I've just
been really worried about you.

I'm not sure how I'm feeling.

Y'all take care.

What are... what-what
are you doing?

I'm trying to see if
there's anything here

that might shed some light.

Did you know your
father was a meticulous

record keeper? He keeps
all his old appointment books.

Oh, no, put that away,
right now. All of it.

This is not yours to do.

You-you have no
right to go through

my father's things like this.

You're right, I don't.

It should be you.

What I don't understand
is why it's not.

Why are you just
standing on the sidelines?

Because that
detective was right.

- I'm not a police officer here.
- Well, who cares

what he said? Don't you want
to clear your father's name?

- Of course I do...
- Athena, those doctors

said they're gonna
take Samuel off sedation

in two days, and like you said,

the police are gonna
be there waiting for him.

Don't you want to be armed with
the truth when they do show up?

What is it? What
are you so afraid of?

I'm afraid he
could have done it.

There's that girl.

The one whose little
sister got kidnapped.

- Don't touch me.
- Her name is Joanne.

I heard she got
kicked out of school.

- I said let go!
- Have you lost your mind?

Oh, don't pretend you
all of a sudden care

- about the one kid you have left.
- Stop it.

Why are you always
making my life so hard?

After everything
I've been through.

Oh, right, because you're

the only one this
has happened to.

You know what, I think Daddy
died just to get away from you.

Okay, how about we
try to calm down here?

Shut up, Barney Fife.

Maybe you should
try looking for my sister

instead of harassing me.

You people are worthless.

Shut up.

Let's go.

Oh, hey there,
little lady. I hope

- you're being careful out there.
- Why does everyone

keep saying that
you're bad at your job?

Is it because you
haven't found Tanya?

You shouldn't listen to
everything everybody says.

Was Tanya your friend?

I saw her at school
all the time and church.

- Are you still looking for her?
- Of course we are.

The truth is this is
a really hard case.

We don't have a lot of
clues to help us find her.

And you need clues.

Like a barrette in the woods.

- How'd you know about that?
- I heard my dad talking about it.

Is that the only clue you have?

Well, the only other thing
we know is that somebody

climbed in through that
bedroom window and took her.

What about Joanne?

Why did you arrest her?

You sure do ask
a lot of questions.

I like to know stuff.

I didn't arrest her.

I was just making
sure she got home safe.

She's having a hard time.

I wish I could help
her and her mom.

Me too.

Stay safe.

You shouldn't be snooping
around people's property.

I just...

wanted to see it for myself.

You always do.

Sometimes you got
to know when not to let

your curiosity get
the best of you.

Don't go looking for stuff.

You might not
like what you find.

Your father came
home late that night.

- I'm sure it wasn't the first time.
- Yeah, when he came in,

his shirt was all dirty.

He said he had a flat tire.

I mean, I remember because

my father was always
such a sharp dresser.

And that night he
was disheveled.

I wasn't used to
seeing him like that.

But you said he was out
helping with the search.

He did, but lots of folk go back

to the scene of the crime.

The same night, Bobby.

- That's one hell of a coincidence.
- Yeah, but

this is your father we're
talking about. He raised you.

You know he's not capable

- of doing anything remotely like this.
- Anybody

at any time is capable
of doing a horrible thing.

I see it every day, so do you.

You know how many
times I go to make an arrest

and the family can't believe it?

Living under the
same roof with a killer,

and they had no idea.

The devil wears a familiar face

and tricks you with his lies.

That sounds like something
Beatrice would say.

I love my father,
God knows I do.

He's my hero.

But he's just a man.

He could have had a
life outside this house

that I knew nothing about.

Then you need to find
out the truth for yourself.

- Before it's too late.
- Oh, but

w-what if I go looking
and find something

that proves the worst?

Am I supposed to hand that over

to the police to
arrest my father?

I can't be the one to
send my father to prison.

You could be the person
who clears his name.

House looks exactly the same.

Older and run down, but...

everything's as it was.

They even have the
same flower boxes.

Still loose.

What the hell are you doing?!

Joanne, it's me.

Athena Carter.

All the more reason
to shoot you right here.

Daughter of a murderer.

Okay, let's just
stop, take a minute.

Don't do anything
we're gonna regret.

Oh, I won't regret this.

Her father killed my sister.

See?

She can't even deny it.

- Get off of me!
- Joanne, I just want to talk.

Let go.

You got some nerve coming here.

I'm here because I want answers.

Just like you.

Am I supposed to
feel sympathy for you?

Your father is a murderer.

He ruined my life.

And now you are here because

he has ruined yours, too.

I know how hard this
has been on your family.

I got no family left.

I imagine that must...

tear you up inside.

What do you want to talk about?

I stopped coming in
here after she was gone.

My mother kept it like a shrine.

Said she was
keeping the room ready

for when she came back home.

After Mama was gone, I...

I put a padlock on
it and that was it.

A lot of painful memories.

You shared this
room with your sister?

I hated it.

Nosy little sister.

She was always in my business.

This is the window they
used when they took her.

How do you know?

The flower box.

It's loose. I remember
it being loose back then,

like someone stepping on it,
which could have happened

- from climbing in.
- Mm-hmm.

Looks like it's been
stepped on more than once.

He's right.

You used to sneak out
of this window, didn't you?

Did you sneak out that night?

Yes.

Tanya and I both did.

Sneaking out again, huh?

I'm meeting up with friends.

We're hanging out.

Does Mom know?

The only way Mom would
know is if you tell her.

And we both know you're
not gonna do that, so

go to sleep.

Uh, is that your sister?

You've got to be kidding me.

What is she doing here?

Trying to ruin my life?

- You didn't bring her?
- No. But I am gonna kill her.

What are you doing here?

I just want to see what you
and your friends do when you're

- hanging out.
- You're not supposed to be here.

- Neither are you.
- If you don't go home, you're gonna get us

- both busted.
- It's not fair.

You get to stay. I
want to stay, too.

- No way.
- And I want a beer.

Now you've really lost it.

Do you have any idea
what Mom would do to me?

The only way she'll
know is if I tell her.

And I can tell her everything.

Junior, bring her a beer.

You're gonna need
to show some ID.

Why? You're not
old enough to drink,

but you're doing it anyway.

Wow.

She doesn't miss a beat.

Be grateful you're
an only child.

30 minutes. That's it.

Then you have to leave.

30 minutes? That's
no time. An hour.

30 minutes and I'll...

take you to the
movies on Saturday.

Oh, come on, Tanya,
stop being so difficult.

- I get to pick the movie.
- Fine.

Thank you.

Where'd your sister go?

I guess she went home.

I can't believe

she actually listened to me.

Star, singular.

Uh, one star.

Let's go, Sharon. Move.

Who was that?

I don't know, but...

it's getting late. We should go.

Yeah.

I know you're not really asleep.

You thought about what movie
you want to see on Saturday?

The silent treatment?

Really?

Come on, Tanya.

I never saw her leave.

Just assumed she made it home.

And you lied to the
police back then?

Lied to my parents, too.

Told them that she was gone

when I checked on her.

They saw the window was open.

It was easier to let
them believe that.

Then they told the
police what happened.

It was my fault.

If I hadn't snuck
out that night,

she'd still be here.

Joanne.

You don't know that.

Did you call the police?

You were trespassing.

It's okay, everything's fine.

I'm not gonna press charges.

Not sure that's up to you now.

Mrs. Nash, I thought
we had an understanding

that you were gonna
let us do our job.

We were just leaving.

We came by to offer our
condolences to Joanne.

- That's all.
- Is that right?

Because it looks a lot
like your wife is interfering

with an active investigation.

How about you come with me?

Wait a minute,
you're arresting her?

In all fairness,
you were warned.

Can't imagine they'd book her.

Question her, sure, but
she'll still need a lawyer.

Okay. Thanks. I
will meet you there.

I'm sorry I got
Athena in trouble.

Well, she can handle it,
she's a police officer herself.

Well, that explains it.

I want you to know that Athena's
probably gonna tell the police

That Tanya wasn't
taken from home.

That's new information that'll
probably be helpful to them.

There's something else.

That car we heard...

We couldn't see it from
where we were hiding,

but the sound it made,

it was like a "put-put-put."

I'd never heard a car
sound like that before.

Okay, that's good to note.

I'll bring that up
to Detective Dixon.

Listen, Joanne, you
take care of yourself.

And lock that thing up.

So, what were you doing
talking to Joanne Kingston?

One could think
it was intimidation.

And one would be wrong.

Did you know that Tanya
wasn't taken from her house

like the Kingstons reported?

- Did Joanne tell you that?
- She did.

That night, she snuck out,
and Tanya followed her.

All this time, you've been
trying to solve this case

- with wrong information.
- Not all of us.

The barrettes.

I got three little
girls at home.

They never go to bed
with their barrettes.

Always complaining to my
wife about how much it hurts.

If she was taken from
her sleep, I don't think

she would have
been wearing those.

Well...

I guess I confirmed it.

You're welcome.

Thank you.

Is that the forensic
report from the scene?

What else was found
with the remains?

Not much.

Few scraps of cloth,

the barrettes, plastic.

Everything else
was disintegrated.

What about this? What is it?

Old-timers think it's a
clasp from a harvesting bag.

Like they use for
picking oranges.

Bags back then were canvas,
so the clasp is all that's left.

The killer could have
used something like this

to transport her.

It's possible.

Nothing.

Nothing to compare
your father's sample to

or Reggie Senior's.

Either it was wiped
clean or, more likely,

the hydrated lime
in the concrete

eroded any DNA that was present.

Hydrated lime.

That's usually mixed in
with the concrete, yes?

- Typically.
- The levels here...

It looks like she
was doused in it.

Like someone poured
the lime all over her,

then covered her
body in the wet cement.

- What's the difference?
- Reggie Senior.

He said that he
poured the foundation,

then left it to cure. He said,

"Anyone could have
put that little girl in there."

That is a very deliberate
choice of words.

Deliberate because
it wasn't true.

Exactly.

He covered her
body in quicklime,

knowing that it would
erode all evidence,

Then he encased her

in cement.

Knock, knock.

- Special delivery.
- Reggie.

What a wonderful surprise.

Just came by to see
how you were doing.

And bring a little
something to eat.

- Got to keep your strength up.
- Well, thank you.

How is he?

Improving.

They're hoping to take him off
sedation in another day or two.

That so?

Seems like a lifetime.

Waiting like this.

Not knowing, and then,

with everything else...

Beatrice.

I am so sorry.

It shouldn't be
happening to you.

You and Samuel.

You don't deserve this.

Samuel is a good man.

You know it.

The whole town knows it.

To have his legacy
tainted like this

after all he's done.

I wish I could take it away.

I wish I could make it right.

You're not the one
making my husband out

to be some kind of killer.

I'm sorry.

I'm really sorry, Beatrice.

But the sound it made.

It was like a "put-put-put."

I never heard a car
sound like that before.

- Hey.
- Athena, - I know who it is. It's Reggie.

Joanne said she remembered
hearing a car that night.

Said the engine had
a very specific sound.

Said you couldn't mistake
the sound of that thing.

- It was Reggie's truck.
- -Bobby,

I saw the forensic report.

Tanya wasn't put
in the wet cement.

The cement was poured over her.

Reggie lied.

- Are you still with Joanne?
- -No,

I'm at the orange grove right
now. I was on my way to you,

but then I saw Reggie's truck

parked off to the side of
the road, but he's not in it.

I need to go warn Joanne.

How did Reggie
find Tanya that night?

Someone would have
noticed an adult at the bonfire.

It doesn't make sense.

But Joanne heard Reggie's truck.

This boy

chased me all through
the orange groves.

Reggie Senior wasn't
the only one in that house

with a driver's license.

Junior.

What are you doing here?

Taking care of loose ends.

Junior, please.

Why are you doing this?

I'm gonna help the
police solve your sister's

45-year-old case.

- The sister did it.
- What?!

What are you talking about?

That night, when
she crashed the party

at the bonfire,

you let her drink.

A lot.

And, of course, it
was a tragic accident

when you found her
passed out and not breathing.

The guilt.

Oh, it's been killing you.

So you decided to take your life

in the same place
you took Tanya's.

It's kind of poetic.

You were my friend.

You know that's
not what happened.

Hey, wait. You leaving?

Yeah. My time's up

and I don't want
to hear her mouth.

Let me give you a ride home.

You really shouldn't be walking
out in the dark by yourself.

Thanks. Nice of you.

Blame it on my stupid sister.

That sucks she sent
you home like that.

It's cool. We can have
our own little party.

Yeah, I'm sick of her
treating me like a baby.

That's right.

You're a big girl.

Look how you're
already starting to fill out.

I don't feel well.

It's okay. You're just
not used to the alcohol.

Relax.

-Please stop. I don't like that.
-Don't be like that.

I'm just trying to help you.

Okay...

Stop it! Leave me alone!

Joanne!

Bobby!

- Are you okay?
- Yeah, yeah. Go.

No.

Cuffs.

All this time you've been hiding

in plain sight. 45 years.

But I got you.

I finally got you.

Are you all right?

I am now.

What do you think he knows?

Everything.

Yeah.

But will he tell us?

Depends...

on how we ask.

Athena?

- Not who you were expecting?
- No.

Where's that detective?

I thought you would have
a harder time lying to me.

Did you know?

He's my boy.

- My only child.
- Did you know?

How do I not protect my boy?

I'm his father. That's my job.

- You care about her more than your own son?
- Just go.

What is this?

This is what comes

of you protecting your boy.

We searched your son's workshop.

He didn't stop with
Tanya Kingston.

He said it was an accident.

Said he didn't mean to do it.

I just wanted to protect him.

Too bad you never thought
about protecting them.

Six girls?

And they're not done searching.

Oh, I still can't believe it.

You know, the next
day after she was gone,

he came over.

Wanted to see how I was doing.

I thought it was
because he cared.

He just wanted to
see if I knew anything.

Have you given any
thought to what comes next?

I don't know.

Sell the house, maybe.

Fresh start.

Only reason I stayed was in
case she came home one day.

Guess I never
gave up hope, either.

Well, hope is a good thing.

It always feels like
everyone forgot about her.

People searched the first
couple of months, but then

they went on with their lives.

Not everyone forgot.

I didn't.

Tanya may have
only been on this earth

for eight short years,

but she had a big impact.

I never forgot your sister.

What happened?

All they said was to hurry
up and get down here.

Your father is awake.

- What?
- And he's asking for you.

Daddy?

I was telling him about Tanya,

and how you never gave up.

It's in her nature.

Well, I didn't steal it.

You and Mama made me that way.

I'm just glad to have you back.

Good.

'Cause I'm not leaving.

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