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(Transcribed by TurboScribe.ai. Go Unlimited to remove this message.) Mrs. Alvarez just joined the committee at the

school that we served on.

How well did you know her?

Sometimes I just feel overwhelmed.

Do you ever feel that?

I've got that early flight to Cleveland.

When do you get back?

It was Eleanor.

She was found dead.

Can you please just tell me what happened?

Did you know her?

They're looking for the husband.

Evidently, they were having problems.

Did you know the boy?

Are we upsetting you?

We've got to find out who did this.

Did I do something wrong?

What happened now?

Can you put me through to Jonathan Frazer,

please?

I'm sorry, I'm not seeing a Jonathan Frazer.

Jesus seemed to whisper, I love you.

Birds singing in the sycamore tree.

Dream, a little dream of me.

Say yes, me.

Just hold me tight and tell me you'll

miss me.

While I'm alone and blue as can be.

Dream, a little dream of me.

Sweet dreams till sunbeams find you.

Sweet dreams that leave all worries behind you.

But in your dreams, I'll ever make you.

Dream of me.

Hi, Police Independence.

Jonathan Frazer, please.

Hi, Regency of the Arcade.

Jonathan Frazer's room, please.

Hi, Cleveland Legacy.

Can you put me through to Jonathan Frazer's

room, please?

This is Jonathan.

Jonathan Frazer?

Yes.

Who is this?

I'm sorry, I'm sorry.

Did you hear from Dad today at all?

Not since this morning when he left.

You saw him before he left at 5

a.m.? Yeah, he came in to say

goodbye.

Did he say anything else?

I think he just said bye, and then

he kissed me on the forehead.

And left.

I was half asleep.

He didn't say anything else?

Probably that he loved me.

What's wrong?

Does he usually do that before he leaves

on a trip?

Say goodbye?

No, come into your room while you're still

asleep.

Doesn't he usually say goodbye the night before?

Um...

Mom, you're acting strange.

Well, it's just, I haven't heard from him

all day.

I mean, I know he has two presentations

to give and he's probably busy, but I'm

just...

Text him.

He left his phone.

He left his phone?

Mm-hmm.

Do you know his code?

No.

How did he seem this morning?

He seemed like Dad.

He came into your room, he said goodbye,

maybe told you that he loved you, and

then he left?

What's going on?

No.

Nothing, honey, I'm just...

Um...

Nothing, it's nothing.

This guy sees nothing but three-pointers.

You never see the midway...

The community of the Tony Upper East Side

Reardon Academy is in shock tonight over the

gruesome discovery of a fourth-grade mother found

bludgeoned to death.

According to police, Elena Alves never returned home

last night after a school fundraiser.

It was her ten-year-old son who

found the victim dead in her blood-strewn

art studio this morning.

Cause of death hasn't been confirmed, but we're

told the victim was struck multiple times with

a blunt instrument, suffering numerous abrasions and lacerations

to her skull.

One officer called it...

Hey.

Are you seeing this?

Mm-hmm.

It's all over.

Mentioning Reardon, it's just...

It's beyond awful.

I just can't stop thinking about that woman.

I know.

And the children, my God.

You know what?

I've got Amanda on the other line.

I'll call you back.

Okay.

Mom?

Oh, God.

What?

You scared me.

Don't do that.

I said, Mom.

What's wrong with you?

I don't know where your father is.

He's not returning calls, he's not returning my

emails, nothing.

And it doesn't make any sense.

Is it possible that he just doesn't have

internet?

He's at a medical conference, Henry.

He has internet.

All right.

So, he's usually terrible about checking in, right?

You guys fight about it all the time.

And he usually has those dinners after the

conference.

If he's at the dinner, but if he

doesn't have his phone, then how is he

going to communicate with you?

Or maybe he's on the plane.

Because he did say he might get back

earlier.

Right?

You're right.

Yeah.

Just don't worry.

He's flying back to us.

Don't worry, it's fine.

Hello?

Hello?

Jonathan?

Hello?

Hung up.

Somebody tried to call him, heard your voice,

thought wrong number and hung up.

Okay?

Sometimes it's just...

I feel...

I feel...

Overwhelmed.

And, um...

Lost.

We are

live in front of the Reardon School where

the son of Victor...

Is this because of the death match?

Great.

We need to move quickly.

It's Grace.

Sylvia, hi.

Hi.

Oh, my God, can you believe it?

I know.

I've never seen such a clusterfuck.

Sorry.

Caravan of concerned mothers.

God forbid they let the nanny bring their

child to school on such a momentous occasion.

Hi.

Hi.

I'm Alexis Young, Grace Frazier.

She's a second grade model.

Oh, hi.

Hi, um, I've been told you're a therapist?

Yes, I am.

I don't mean to be snoring free medical

advice, but my little Kimberly is already anxious

to begin with, and this is our first

school murder, and I just was wondering if

there were, you know, any techniques you could

recommend?

I'm gonna head in.

Sure.

I'll see you this afternoon.

Did you guys hear?

The husband suddenly just turned himself in.

What?

Turns out that I actually met him once.

He gave me a bad feeling.

You met him when?

Oh, Alexis, hi.

Well, I didn't realize he was a parent

at first.

I thought, you know, he worked for the

school.

Excuse me, ma'am.

I think I told him we were out

of paper towels in the ladies' room.

Well, I haven't heard anything about him turning

himself in.

I wonder if this is connected to what

happened at the benefit.

What?

What happened at the benefit?

Oh, come on.

She had at least ten men inhaling her.

Oh, please.

I don't think that's insignificant.

You know, it might help them figure out

who did it.

What do you mean, who did it?

Of course it was the husband first.

He vanishes, and now he's turned himself in.

It's always the husband.

He didn't vanish.

That was fake news.

I have

to go,

so I'll see you soon.

Hey.

Did Jonathan call?

No.

Should we give Stuart a call?

Dr. Rosenfeld at the hospital.

See if he's heard from him.

I think the secrecy was a part of

it.

Maybe even a big part.

But I think I was trying to break

free of myself.

How so?

I've always been so righteous.

Living by my good values.

Oppressed by them.

I think what I did was more about

me rejecting myself than Michael.

I'm timid.

I'm safe.

Part of me wants to be dangerous.

Hello?

You've been chosen for a trip to the

Caribbean.

Stuart.

Grace.

Hi.

Did my assistant call you?

I'm not aware.

Have you heard from Jonathan?

I haven't.

He went to Cleveland and he didn't take

his phone.

I haven't been able to reach him.

I'm getting worried.

What's in Cleveland?

The conference.

The conference?

Pediatric oncology at the Cleveland Clinic.

I know nothing about it.

I really can't talk.

The conference?

What do you mean you can't talk?

Can't talk about what?

I'm really late for a meeting.

Stuart, please.

I cannot talk.

I am constrained.

There are strict terms.

Strict terms?

What strict terms?

I'm sorry.

What?

I'm not at liberty.

Please, it's me.

I'm sorry, Grace.

I'm sorry.

Oh, that's disgusting.

Is he back yet?

What?

Dad, is he back yet?

No.

What?

No.

What?

Let's go.

We're going to be late for Grandpa.

Grandpa.

Hi, Henry.

Hi, Grandpa.

Emma's made some pain-y marinara, especially for

you.

So that's all Dr. Rosenfeld told you?

Yeah.

You?

What are you telling yourself?

I don't know what to tell myself.

He didn't just leave his phone behind.

He arranged to be unreachable, Dad.

Yeah.

How have things been between the two of

you?

How have they been?

It's not a trick question, Grace.

We've never been better.

This doesn't make any sense.

I'm having a hard time functioning right now.

But you have to.

You have a son to look after.

Irma?

Excuse me.

Dr. Fraser?

Yes.

There are two police officers waiting for you

in the lobby.

I see.

No, Dad.

I will take care of it.

I need to take a walk anyway.

Thank you for coming down.

Can we have a word in a more

private environment?

My family is upstairs.

Could we go down to the office, then?

To the police station?

Are you arresting me?

Why would we be arresting you?

We just want to get some more information.

It's easier if we do it there.

Mom?

Why the hell would you go with them?

Because it's the straightest line to what's going

on.

You should have a lawyer.

I don't think that's the case, but if

it makes sense...

For God's sakes, Charles.

Thanks for watching, Henry.

I'll call you when I know more.

Grace, this is a terrible idea.

I said I'll call you when I know

more.

Everything okay?

Everything.

I didn't really know Mrs. Alvarez.

We can talk when we get there.

Right this way, please.

Store here.

What's up?

You work in here?

Yeah.

Can I get you a coffee or something?

Um, no.

No, thank you.

I'm fine.

This looks a little...

Am I going to need a lawyer?

I wouldn't have thought so.

We're just going to talk.

Um...

All right.

Dr. Fraser...

Where is your husband?

I don't know.

You don't know.

Is he in your apartment on East 63rd?

No, of course not.

Why, of course not?

Because I told you, as far as I

know, he is at a medical conference.

And if he were here in the city,

he'd be at work, but he's not here.

And work would be where?

Um...

Price Snowberry Memorial Hospital.

Dr. Fraser...

Your husband has not worked at Price Snowberry

Memorial Hospital for a long time.

You didn't know this?

What?

According to Dr. Robertson-Sharp, Dr. Jonathan Fraser's

employment was terminated nearly three months ago.

You were not aware of this?

You're saying that you were not aware of

this until this very moment?

I was...

I was not aware.

I spoke to a doctor earlier today who

wasn't forthcoming with information, but I was not

aware.

What doctor was that?

Um...

Stewart.

Stewart, um, Rosenfeld.

Dr. Rosenfeld.

And did Dr. Rosenfeld tell you that your

husband's termination followed three earlier disciplinary actions at

the hospital?

I want this to stop.

Are you hiding your husband?

No, I'm not hiding my husband.

I told you I thought he was at

a medical conference.

He said to me that he was going

to a medical conference in Cleveland.

But he's not in your apartment.

I told you.

He's not there.

His phone seems to be.

According to Verizon.

Yes.

Yes, his...

his phone is there.

That's a detail you might have mentioned.

You didn't ask me where his phone was.

You asked me where he was.

He forgot his phone at home.

I mean, it's...

it's not the first time that he's done

that.

And I found the phone last night, and

that's why I don't know where he is.

It's because he forgot his phone, and I

can't...

I can't call him.

That makes sense to you?

No.

No.

Nothing about this entire day makes any sense

to me.

Dr. Fraser, do you know why your husband

was fired?

I suspect you figured that we did.

Are you not even curious?

Yesterday, we obtained the records from Price Norbury

Memorial Hospital.

You obtained confidential records?

Yes.

Yes.

This is a result of a court order

filed yesterday morning.

This is fucking bullshit.

This is bullshit.

I'm sorry.

This is bullshit.

In June of last year, a full disciplinary

hearing alleged inappropriate contact with a family member

of a patient.

I don't know what any of that means,

but...

I'm...

But what?

It's cancer.

It's children's cancer.

My husband's a warm, warm man.

He's not some asshole who walks into a

room and pronounces that your child is gonna

die and then walks out the door.

He is a very caring man, and maybe

he has touched someone.

Maybe he hugged someone because he cares, and

that does not mean that he's some...

I'm gonna tell you the name of the

patient.

No.

I can tell you the name of the

patient.

It's private.

It's private.

I don't want to know.

I don't want to know the patient's name.

Don't.

Private information is confidential, and I don't want

to know.

I don't want to know.

You don't want to know?

Or you already do know?

Your husband's patient...

was Miguel Alves.

Diagnosed with Wilms tumor.

Miguel's mother...

Elena Alves.

So you'll forgive me for asking, Dr. Fraser,

but I'm going to be seriously pissed off

if you keep telling me that your husband's

at a fucking medical conference in fucking Cleveland,

that he forgot his fucking phone.

Don't protect him.

Wherever Jonathan is, we're going to find him.

So if you know something, this will be

the right time to tell us what it

is.

This is what I know.

I'm sitting here in a room with two

detectives who are treating me very much like

I'm a suspect, trying to elicit incriminating responses

from me in a grossly custodial setting.

So you either read me my Miranda rights

right now...

or tell me I'm free to go.

Are you still with them?

No.

I just left.

Are you all right?

Grace, what the devil is going on?

They were asking me a lot of questions,

aggressive questions, and...

I'm guessing that's still no word from Jonathan?

No.

Is it safe to assume he's not in

Cleveland?

You and Henry, you stay here with me

tonight.

Yes.

Grace, did you hear me?

Yes, I just need to go back to

the apartment.

I have to get some clothes.

Some things for Henry.

I'll see you when you get here.

Yeah.

Morning, Mrs. Reardon.

Police are focusing on events transpiring at a

Reardon School fundraiser where the victim, Elena Alves,

was last seen alive.

Morning, Leroy.

Morning, Grandpa.