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- Turn there. There, there! The next--

There. The big one. The big one. The big one.

There's a lot of points. That's a lot of points.

This kind of depravity is a sign of the upcoming moral apocalypse.

Systemic desensitization geared towards controlling

our aggression and sexual drives,

keeping us docile puppets with our senses held hostage by a computer screen.

Wait, wait. It's just a CD game, Munch.

It's just a way of exploring the arbitrary nature of winning and losing.

This is the route to enlightenment?

The hero's a big-breasted woman

toting an Uzi and blowing away aliens.

Hey. Tara Greenwood makes the world safe from evil.

She's a two-dimensional animation.

Didn't you have a little something for Wilma Flintstone? Huh?

Watch it. Wilma's sacred.

Got a body in Highland Town.

Meldrick seems to be missing in action.

- I need a partner. - I'm in the middle of a game here.

- I'm going for the high score. - What about you, Bayliss?

Want to battle evil in the real world?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, sure. Let's-- let's ride.

Yeah. Yeah, go ride.

Good riddance.

Shana Siegel, 25.

A friend of hers, Melissa Chambers, found the body when she came to pick Siegel up.

They worked, uh, a morning shift at Sip & Bite.

No signs of a struggle, no bloody footprints.

No smears on the door.

Well, that's not nice. Not leaving us any clues.

The killer did leave us something.

- Hm? - Look at this.

"Too little, too late."

Hey, where have you been?

Signing up for an advanced self-defense course at the academy.

Why? Something up?

No, I just haven't seen you around.

- Self-defense, huh? - Mm-hmm.

You following me?

Well, you know, if you're interested in protecting yourself on the street,

I can show you some boxing moves.

Oh. You and me? Boxing?

You know, a little floor work.

- Holds. - Tight clinches.

Working up a sweat.

- Discussing your case, detectives? - Absolutely, Gee.

Does my heart good

to see two professionals hard at work.

- Yeah, I better-- - Yeah.

I'll see you around later. Right, Laura?

- Detective Ballard. - Yes. Right, uh, Falsone.

Okay, thanks. Miss Chambers?

- Miss Chambers? - I'm sorry, were you saying something to me?

I need to ask you a few more questions.

Do you have any idea who would hurt Shana like this?

No. I don't know her well.

We just drove to work together.

She talked a lot in the car,

but if I was driving, I couldn't read her lips,

so I missed a lot of what she said.

Did you see anyone exiting her house when you drove up?

- See anything suspicious? - Nothing.

The door was open when I arrived.

Shanna always left the door open.

I told her it wasn't safe, but she wouldn't listen.

Did Shana have any family in town?

Only person she ever mentioned was her sister.

- Her sister? - Yeah.

I think she's from Detroit.

Hey. Shana's friend's any help?

Not much. Getting anything on that computer?

Only that Shana and the killer might have had an audience. Yeah.

See, there's a card in the computer that you...

Hook a video camera up to,

and you, uh, send the images over the Internet.

So does that mean that there might be a videotape

existing somewhere out there in cyberspace?

Or it might be somewhere in that computer.

We're going to need Computer Crimes, I think.

Stage lamp, fake knife.

- What are these? - Oh, those are squibs.

Yeah, you tape them to the body, you pierce them and...

...you got instant fake blood.

My undergrad minor was drama.

So we've got items that point to a stage performance.

Mm-hmm. Complete with a real, live dead body.

I feel energized, you know? Ready.

First real case since the beatdown.

Yeah, I can barely see the bruises anymore.

- So everything's okay, huh? - Yeah, everything else is great.

Good.

You know, I just thought you and Lewis been partnered up.

You know, you want to work this case with him...

it's all right with me.

- Lewis say something to you about me? - No, nothing.

I just thought if you two wanted to get your rhythm back,

you know, after, uh, after what happened there,

I didn't want to stand in your way.

Lewis wasn't around. You were.

No reason we can't finish what we started.

I mean, it's not like these partnerships are set in stone, right?

Right.

Hey.

- Renee. Tim. - Detective Bonaventura.

L.Z. Austin. What brings you here off-shift?

Heard over KGA you guys paid a visit to Shana Siegel's house.

- She was murdered? - Yeah. You know her?

We talked to Shana yesterday.

She was a witness of ours on an online murder hoax.

- A hoax? - A fake slash film. Simulated murder.

It was broadcast over the internet night before last.

Shana Siegel was a star.

Shana Siegel, a grad student at Grant's College

and an acquaintance named Lemmy Caution hacked into the college's website

and broadcast a faux slash film.

Siegel as the victim, Caution as the killer.

Right, these invitations were sent by email,

and they were advertised as a-- as a "new age ritual."

In their investigation,

Bonaventura and Austin found Siegel alive and well

and warned her against staging another performance.

Mm-hmm, then last night, they got a couple of calls

about what sounded like another stage murder.

So they sent those calls onto Computer Crimes.

- Done and done. - Until Shana shows up dead.

What about this Lemmy Caution? The, uh-- the fake killer.

Maybe he's the real killer.

Unfortunately, if he is our murderer, he also used a fake name.

Wait, Lemmy Caution.

Lemmy Caution was a, uh, a character

in a 1960s French film called Alphaville.

It was about a computer that ran a whole society.

Do we have anything on this case?

Bonaventure and Austin have a videotape of the fake murder,

and there were rituals involved, including body painting.

And according to their research, "The ritual was a pastiche

of Afro-Cuban syncretic religious rituals,

including Voodoo, Santeria and Candomble."

All right, work with Bonaventura and Austin

and find this Lemmy-- whatever his name is,

and find out how many people saw last night's murder on their computer.

- Right. - Ask Mike to help.

The FBI has the most up-to-date computer analysis equipment.

Computers, internet, cyber world. Gives me agita.

- I'll be right there. - Okay.

So you got yourself a new partner, huh?

You weren't around when the call came through.

I was over at Jimmy's, getting myself an egg sandwich.

You didn't tell me that.

You know, Renee, I didn't ever say I didn't want to work cases with you.

- I know. - So if you want, I'm ready and able to jump in there.

No need. Bayliss and I've got it under control.

Fine. Okay.

- Okay. - Renee.

What have you got?

This is the fake murder of Shana Siegel,

shown the night before last on the Grant's College website.

Some kid made a disc of the video, turned it over to us.

- Ouch. - Yeah. It's all faked.

Blood squibs, fake knife.

Looks real enough to me.

Shana Siegel and Lemmy Caution

hacked into Grant's College's website two nights in a row.

We need to know how they did it.

Both times the name of the file was ritual/murder.

Let's see who their provider was.

Your hacker used Plegma.

The identification number is

1PL422636.

Wait a minute. That's Shana Siegel's account.

You see, every time someone signs onto the net,

they can be tracked by their identification number.

It's like, uh, fingerprints.

It tells us that Lemmy Caution knew computer records.

He didn't want anything to come back to him, so he used his victim's account.

For you.

Sheppard.

So would the hacker have to be someone who is familiar with your system?

Say, someone who worked here at Grant's, or was a student?

You get some goober with a God complex and a computer and a modem,

he can find his way into any system.

So, anyway. Right.

- Uh, excuse us. - Okay, thanks.

Bonaventure just got a call from one of the witnesses.

They received an email invitation

to view another staged new age ritual performance

tonight at midnight.

This time on Whitley University's website.

- Uh-huh. So another performance. - Or another murder.

Yeah, well, congratulations.

I think that you just downloaded your first red ball.

We have email invitations for another ritual killing

tonight at 12:00 midnight,

to be broadcast on the Whitley University website.

Well, maybe the next victim is from Whitley University.

Question is, do we have time to interview every student?

No, and we have no idea

whether the murder will even take place in Baltimore.

All we can go on is what, uh, little information we know about Siegel's murder.

- You got any idea who aced her? - No. He was wearing a mask.

All we know is he gave himself a fake name. Lemmy Caution.

So far, Crime Lab has come up with nothing.

We got no, uh, clues, no hairs.

So we're waiting for the ME's report.

Neighbors didn't recall any disturbance.

No one saw anyone enter or leave Siegel's house.

Her family's been contacted, as well as coworkers at the Sip & Bite.

We now have eight phone calls from viewers

who witnessed Siegel's death on their computer last night.

We're calling them all in for interviews.

Okay, uh, Lewis, you and Munch interview Siegel's sister.

She's flying in this morning.

Bonaventura, you and Austin re-interview the students at Grant's.

And, Ballard, you and, um--

you and Lewis re-canvass Siegel's neighborhood.

I thought you wanted me and Munchkin to go see Siegel's sister.

- Right, uh-- - Listen, listen.

Lewis and Munch, why don't you stay with the Siegel family?

Ballard, Gharty, Falsone and Stivers, re-canvass the neighborhood.

Speak with any of the witnesses who saw the video.

All right? Coordinate here with Mike.

Also, I want you to talk to the Computer Crime.

See if we can find out the source of today's email invitation, all right?

I don't have to remind all of you that we have 15 hours until midnight,

and I will be my usual pleasant self

until this case is solved.

I think we should go to the ME's office, give Griscom a nudge.

You know what, I don't need you telling me how to run this case

unless you want to be the primary.

What are you talking about?

Me dropping the ball back there during that briefing for a second,

telling Lewis to work with Munch, then with Ballard.

You jump in there to save my ass. I don't need that.

I was just trying to help.

Look, I know that I've never been the primary on a red ball

and I know that a lot of my cases are still in red on the board,

and I know what everybody's thinking about.

No one is thinking that you cannot handle this case, Renee.

- Right. - Listen.

Um, Gandhi said one time that he, um, he only had three enemies.

All right? His first, his favorite enemy was the British Empire.

His second favorite enemy was the Indian people,

but his third and most formidable opponent was Gandhi himself.

Spare me your crunchy philosophy.

- Let's go see Griscom. - Yeah, let's do that.

Yeah.

Sometimes I'd water her plants when she went out of town.

Did you ever see Shana with anyone, or talk with her about friends?

No.

Well, if you think of anything, please give us a call.

I'm sure I won't.

I'm glad you and Falsone are cooling it on company time.

Oh, well, actually, we are cooling it all together.

- Oh? - Mm-hmm.

Your idea or his idea?

A little bit of both.

Huh.

You okay about that?

- Mm-hmm. - You don't need for me to bust his chops?

Mm-mm.

'Cause, um, you know, if he broke your heart or something like that...

you just have to ask and ka-pow.

It's no need. But thank you.

Miss Siegel, did your sister ever talk to you about any of her friends?

Specifically a person named Lemmy Caution?

She never mentioned that name. She never mentioned anyone.

- I knew this would happen. - How did you know?

Shana has to move to the only city

with a higher murder rate than Detroit

and, surprise, surprise, she gets murdered.

I guess that's my sister for you.

Always trying to buck the odds.

Always losing.

Here are Shana Siegel's autopsy results.

It took me a while to figure out the precise sequence of events,

but I cleverly teased it out

and came up with the following scenario.

First, she was stabbed in the chest.

The initial strike severed her aorta,

so probably she was dead before the third or fourth strike.

- Now, the killer used a-- - A straight-edged hunting knife.

He then stabbed her six more times in the stomach.

Yeah, we saw a copy of the killer's MO.

He staged a fake murder the night before the actual murder.

- You could have told me. - Could have?

Griscom, what we need to know is if you found any traces.

Skin under the fingernails, hair,

anything that might give us a lead on the killer.

The body came up clean.

The lab has been examining her clothes.

- But so far, uh-- - Don't tell me "nothing."

How about bupkis?

Or nada? Or nichevo?

Or maybe you prefer zero, or zip, or zilch.

You take your pick, Detective. It means nothing to me.

Well, how did you hear about the murder?

My girlfriend forwarded an email invite to me.

Her brother had forwarded it to her,

but I don't know who clued him in.

I'm a professor of philosophy at Grant's College.

I heard several of my students talking about the cyber murder.

I wanted to keep up with what they're interested in, so I watched.

The entire murder?

Keeping up with college kids these days?

It's not for the squeamish.

Well, the technology was pretty good and all,

but the effects were smoke and mirror stuff.

I mean, you see it every day on television.

It's not like the woman was really killed.

Okay, what you saw was a real murder.

Oh, man.

Oh, man, that's so-- so--

cool.

Sheppard.

What's the status of the Siegel murder?

We're working on the case, Chief.

Look, there's a strong possibility that around midnight tonight,

another young woman will lose her life.

Now, I want a more specific answer from you than,

"We're working on the case."

We've got nothing from the Crime Lab or the ME's.

Neighbors have heard nothing. Family, friends know nothing.

Where's Bonaventura and Austin?

I-- I think they're at the-- at the college, questioning the students.

You think?

You're the primary of the case.

You've got to know where every member of your team is.

So if you want them, you can get them.

- Do I make myself clear? - Yes, sir.

- Tell me you found something. - No.

No, I'm just checking the BBS. See if anyone has a copy of Siegel's murder.

- BBS? - Internet bulletin boards.

You can set up a site where people log in

and, um, you know,

share their opinions about a specific topic.

Someone set up a BBS on Siegel's murder.

I've also checked CyberSlash chatrooms.

These people are actually having real time conversations

about Siegel's murder.

- You got 20 names there. - Yeah.

This is just CyberSlash chatroom number four.

- Wow. - There are six in all.

It's four o'clock in the afternoon.

Don't these people have better things to do

than sit in front of a screen and talk about a murder?

Apparently not.

Let me know if anyone has anything important to say.

Yeah.

"Officer on the scene was Frank Keane."

How do these inter-nuts know that?

They follow the investigation.

They know all the detectives involved, our names, facts of life.

What facts of life?

Someone's looked up, um, what cases we worked on,

where we went to school, where we lived.

Wait a minute. My particulars are floating around in cyberspace?

- Don't they need my permission? - No.

Not-- not if what they print is in the public record.

And who reads this?

Well, anyone hooked up to the net can access it.

We're talking 70,

maybe 100 million terminals worldwide.

Sheppard, the FBI computer technicians

found something on Siegel's computer.

- Bayliss is waiting for us downstairs. - Let's go.

I was able to restore the victim's deleted email from her cache.

Okay, who's "BYTEMYFACE"?

- That's Siegel's email address. - Lovely.

"So, we'll need a few hours preparation,

so I'll come over at 9:00."

This is a letter from the killer.

Arnie@ICSN.

Can we find out who that is?

Myron, do we have a subpoena for ICSN for release of subscriber information?

- Absolutely. - Well, I'll find out who this Arnie@ICSN is.

Got you, Arnie. You bastard.

Baltimore police. Open up!

Come here.

We're here to talk with Arnold Mueller. Where is he?

Listen, we're not-- we're-- we're not going to hurt you.

We just need to talk to him now. Can you tell us where he is?

I'm Arnold Mueller.

You are? You're Arnold?

We've been spoofed.

Son of a bitch spoofed us.

Used someone else's email address to cover his own identity.

How did he do that?

Well, he wrote a program so that anytime he sends out an email,

it looks like it comes from Arnie@ICSN.

So if someone tries to track Caution,

they're going to find Arnold.

- Who doesn't know Caution from Adam. - Yeah.

Mike, can your Technical Service Division find out who did send those messages?

Yeah, sure. It'll just take time.

We have until midnight.

That gives us less than four hours.

There might be another way to catch this Lemmy Caution.

So we wait until he kills again.

We know that each of the rituals Caution performed took almost 30 minutes.

It was a good 20 minutes before he actually began to injure his victim.

And we also know that Caution logged on using his victim's account.

According to the tech service,

we can monitor the university's computer logs

as Caution's performance comes in.

And since caution is using his victim's account,

we can figure out the provider

and identification number of the victim.

How do we know that this Mr. Caution won't figure out what we're doing?

Oh, we don't. But it's our best chance.

Once we get the victim's ID number,

we can contact the provider and get the victim's name and address.

That's right. Then we sent out the cars, and bingo, we got our man.

How long will that take?

If everything goes according to plan, 10-15 minutes.

And if it doesn't?

- Unacceptable. - Gee, there may be no other choice here.

We have talked to Siegel's family, acquaintances.

We have questioned the witnesses. We have checked the crime scene.

I want you to go over every interview,

every piece of evidence, every report.

Ten times if you have to.

Pull out detectives from other places if you need to.

I do not want another woman to go through this kind of torture again.

Not for five minutes, not for five seconds.

Okay. June 1st, 1996,

Timothy Leary was going to commit suicide on the internet.

Died before the intended date.

June 16th, 1998.

Elizabeth Oliver had her son Sean on the internet.

Renee Fluger had a quadruple bypass on the web ten months ago.

But this is the first time anyone's been murdered on the web,

as far as we know.

Just my luck.

Here are the interviews with Shana Siegel's friends and coworkers.

May not be of much help.

Miss Siegel wasn't very communicative

about her extramural activities.

Everything's set at Whitley University.

I've also got the FBI regional unit standing by.

We have 30 minutes left.

Friends and neighbors told us nothing about Siegel meeting with Caution.

- Where do you want this? - Just add it on.

She's feeling the pressure.

Ooh, Quick Draw McGraw?

- That's cold, Meldrick. - It was a joke.

Now, come on. I'm the one who got shot at.

If that bullet had been maybe an inch lower,

I wouldn't be here to defend myself. It was a joke.

Sheppard.

- Anything? - Not yet.

Get down to Whitley University.

- Tim, we're going. - Okay.

Mike, I need you at the FBI regional.

Falsone, coordinate the radio cars and every available detective.

Once we get the victim's address,

we have less than 10 minutes to get to her.

Mike, it's time.

- Falsone? - The city's covered. All units are ready.

- They're good to go. - Okay.

I'm starting the trace.

Trying to get a read on the stream.

Can you get anything?

- What happened? - Computer's frozen up.

The stream's no longer coming through.

Too many people logged on to see the murderer.

- They crashed the computer. - Did you lose the signal?

- Can you get the identification number? - Give me a minute.

- Look, we don't have a minute. - The system's crashed. There's only so much I can do.

Look, whatever you are doing, you have got to do it faster.

Hold on.

Hold on.

Got it. The signal came through Retenex.

Uh, Mike. The provider is Retenex.

The number is 5XL3299.

5XL3299.

Good. Hold on.

This is Special Agent Mike Giardello with the FBI.

Yeah, I have a subpoena to find out the statistics

of subscriber number

5XL3299.

Mm-hmm.

Mike?

Bayliss.

Initial L. Ryland.

- Okay, initial L. Ryland. - 800 Henrietta Street.

800 Henrietta street. Got it.

Falsone, the address is 800 Henrietta Street.

34 Charlie. 34 Charlie.

Well, at least we know that Lemmy Caution's real name is Luke Ryland.

But are you sure?

We got an IG picture of Ryland.

Someone at the Sip & Bite put Siegel and Ryland together.

Ryland used his own account to log on,

which led you to his house, not his victim.

You said he would use his victim's account.

We thought Ryland would follow a pattern.

But he didn't and now we could have another dead woman.

I mean, we've got to find Ryland.

We have put his name through NCIC.

If he's such a great hacker,

how do we know he hasn't changed his records?

Well, sir, we don't.

Well, there's a lot we don't know,

but you've got to give me something I can work with.

We're fielding hundreds of calls and emails,

each one saying they know the identity of the victim.

Just a lead. Just one good lead.

Renee. Patrolman in Canton thinks he's found the second victim.

Sheppard.

Okay, Bonaventura and Austin, check the other room.

See if there's anything that might indicate how she knew Ryland.

Ryland's escalating the violence here.

Beat her first before stabbing her.

Did he leave a message on that computer?

- No. - Can you disconnect that?

Technical Service should look it over.

- No problem. - All right. Where's the damn Crime Lab, man?

I want this place processed from top to bottom.

Do you have a suspect?

We do have a suspect, yes.

- When will you make an arrest? - Very soon.

We're completing our investigation.

The video of the murder, is there anything being done

to prevent the circulation of copies on the internet?

That's beyond the scope of our jurisdiction.

The police are investigating a murder.

We can't control content on the internet.

The press will be notified as soon as we have our suspect in custody.

Thank you very much.

Thank you very much. That'll be all.

I want a word with you.

- Bayliss. - Yeah, Gee?

If you don't make an arrest soon,

Barnfather wants me to reassign you as primary on the case.

- Renee can handle it, Gee. - Look, I need results.

You understand? I need results.

You know something? Seven years ago, my first red ball, Adina Watson.

The bosses wanted me off the case and you backed me up.

As I recall, you never closed the Adena Watson case either.

Just organizing all of the information.

Cleaning it up.

You know, Renee, you said one time

that, uh, you wanted a friend that you could talk to.

You know what?

I've got enough friends.

Hey!

See, now that is your mind when it's clear.

And this is your mind...

when you have got an attitude!

I don't need emotionally politically correct

detective lessons from you.

Maybe this is how you came up the squad.

Listening at the feet of the all-powerful Pembleton.

I don't need a mentor.

I survived this far on my own.

I'll make it the rest of the way.

Well, while you're doing a real bang-up job,

I gotta tell you that Barnfather wants you off the case.

You know, arranging these files is not going to help you catch Ryland.

- You're just procrastinating. - Get out of my face!

You don't need these files, Renee.

You know every single thing that is in these files.

What you need to do is you need to get over this.

"Poor Renee got beat down.

Everyone thinks she can't handle her case" crap.

You can either let what happened

wipe away every shred of your confidence

and destroy your ability to be a detective...

or you can keep going.

You know, you can work murders, you can close cases.

And what if I can't?

What if I don't close the case?

You know what, then it stays up on the board in red...

and you go on, you move on to the next case,

and the next one after that, and the next one after that.

Screw you, Bayliss.

Screw you, too, Renee. Do your job.

What, or you'll take over as primary?

What else are friends for?

We've confirmed that Luke Ryland is from Annapolis.

He's got no family, his parents died, leaving him a lot of money.

Dropped out of Cornell University four years ago.

Been living in Baltimore the last three.

No prior arrests.

What about this latest victim?

Katherine Councill, 28.

Worked in a used bookstore.

Friends say she talked about

meeting Ryland two weeks ago through the Internet.

It seems that Ryland sent the signal in with a cell phone.

Well, if he does it again, can we trace him through the cell phone signal?

No, we need a court order from the FCC to do that.

I was thinking serial murderers get high on the excitement they cause.

They watch TV broadcasts, they read the papers.

- Right? - Would he be monitoring that bulletin board on the internet?

Okay, we've logged on.

You're in charge.

"This is Detective Sheppard.

I know you're out there, you son of a--"

Can you write that on a public bulletin board?

Profanity is discouraged, Renee.

Too bad. How do I send this thing?

No one's responding.

Wait a minute. Here's a message from Obermeier.

"Don't you know better than to use profanity?"

Well, I told you.

There's another.

"Detective Sheppard, is it true that you were Miss Anne Arundel Co--"

You were Miss Anne Arundel County?

This is getting us nowhere. This was a bad idea.

If Ryland is watching the internet,

there's no guarantee that he's looking at this particular BBS.

Listen, just give him some time. All right? He might be shy.

Oh, you got an instant message here.

Someone wants to have a private conversation with you.

"Is this from the detective in charge of the case?"

Yes.

"Too bad you won't get another chance to catch me.

I think I'll take my business elsewhere."

Sent by Brothinker.

Can we get some information on this character?

Well, if it's Ryland, he's probably spoofed another name for himself.

"How do I know you're Ryland?"

"Arnie at ICSN."

The public didn't know the killer used that address. It's Ryland.

"Taking your business elsewhere?"

"Don't you want to play anymore?"

"I've read all about you, Sheppard.

After last month, I think that you'd be tired of getting beaten."

I'm just getting warmed up. Bring it on.

You're asking him to commit another murder?

No, she's baiting him.

If Ryland tries to kill again,

we might be able to track his cell phone use.

We might be able to get him this time.

He's not going to answer back.

"Scared? Coward?"

No. He logged off.

But not before posting a message

on the bulletin board.

"You are invited to another performance.

12:00 midnight.

Www.inplainsite."

- Whose website is that? - That's not a university.

Could be his personal website. I'll check it out.

No, no, no. I'll check that out.

Bonaventura, get a subpoena to track the cell phone from the FCC.

Austin, organize the squad cars.

Mike, I need your FBI computer techs monitoring

as the video streams in.

We're going to get him this time.

- I figured if we challenged Ryland-- - You figured.

What if Ryland doesn't use his cell phone?

What if he spoofs us again?

This man's no hack at hacking.

Ryland's escalating the violence of his murders.

He's out of control. He'll make a mistake.

If you haven't already.

Not backing me up as primary is one thing,

at least have the balls to take me off the case.

I strongly suggest you rephrase that, Detective.

But if this is about your lack of faith in me as a detective,

then maybe I should just resign.

- Is that what this is about? - Now wait a minute.

Hold it. Back up right there.

I had my ass on a line while you were still in diapers.

It was brothers like me who walked into an all-white police department,

that made it possible for a Black woman to be a detective.

Now, you've been beat down, and you're running a red ball,

so I'm going to forget that you used those words.

You're in charge of this case. Close it.

Got the whole south side covered to Fairfield.

Squad cars will be ready and waiting by 11:45.

Mm-hmm. What about the subpoena for tracking the cell signal?

- Yes, delivered to the FCC already. - All right. All right.

- Tim. - Hey.

Uh, you find out about the owner of the Inplainsite webpage?

Uh, ye-- Uh, it's not Ryland.

Well, who is it? Maybe he knows Ryland. Maybe he's somehow connected.

N-- no, it's just a, uh-- You know, it's a random website.

That-- that doesn't make sense. I mean, did you check the--

Renee.

It's, um...

It's my website.

- Yours? - Yeah.

Why didn't you just say so?

Well, because I prefer to keep my private life private.

- You know? - Yeah.

Oh, look what's on this website.

Buddhist perspectives on bisexuality.

Buddhism. It's right up your alley, huh, Bayliss?

Oh, yeah, how about that?

All units report.

Holabird and Dundalk ready.

Albemarle and Eastern ready.

Gough and Linwood ready.

Start the trace.

I got the provider. It's ICSN.

I need a subpoena for ICSN user ID number

346925R.

Yeah, we don't know for sure that that's the victim's account.

The FCC's got that cell phone signal.

It's coming from 106 Fenchurch Road.

106 Fenchurch Road.

No sirens. We don't want to tip him off.

Let's go.

Police! Stay put!

Drop it! Drop it!

Take the knife!

- No! - Hook him up. Hook him up.

No! No!

We got him.

All right, let's go [indistinct]. Come on.

Detective Sheppard.

Nice to meet you face to face.

The feeling's mutual, you son a bitch.

Maybe see you later.

I'll call you.

- Trouble in Paradise? - No.

Hey, so, Sheppard redeemed herself, huh?

- Caught a murderer. - Yeah.

That's computer crime, you know, it's a far cry from the street.

- Hey, Shep. - Hey.

Okay. Renee.

Danvers is on his way down.

- Hey, Mike. - Yeah?

How do you feel about giving the second shift

the benefit of your FBI expertise?

- Sure. What do you got? - Oh, we got a case.

- We could use your help. - All right. Come on, fill me in.

Sheppard.

Barnfather's having a press conference in 20 minutes.

I want you to be there so he can congratulate you on a job well done.

That's okay, Lieutenant.

Be there. That's an order.

I want to see Barnfather eat his words.

You should be there, too.

Oh, no. Gee didn't say anything about me.

Besides, you closed the case.

You deserve the glory.

- I don't want to steal your thunder. - Liar.

You just want to go home and go to bed.

You got that right.

Good detective work.

- Good night, Bayliss. - Good night, Renee.