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Previously on Tracker. I know you think I pushed Dad off that cliff.

Dad! Russell!

What did you do?

I saw you there. There was somebody else in those woods that night.

Mom, if there's something that you know about Dad... Culture, for everyone's

sake, leave it be.

I got one hour before my next class.

You want to go through this now, or... Mom know about it? No.

I can't help but think that there's something in that box that's connected

what happened to Dad the night he died.

I'm here.

I just want to see that he's okay.

The hell?

You made a big mistake, Billy boy.

Please, I just want to...

Hey,

Randy, you get anything on that number that I sent you?

Oh, yeah. I got it.

Registered to a David Pearson.

You run him down?

Mm -hmm.

He died in 2003.

Death was ruled an apparent suicide.

Same year my dad died.

What else you got?

As a scientist, worked at a research facility in California.

But the weird thing is, couldn't find any public grants or any documented

funding for any of his work.

Anything on his previous work?

Not much of any digital trail.

But what I did find was that the dude used to live in Hampton, Virginia before

he moved to California.

Red flag.

Hampton? Mm -hmm.

Dude gave me straight -up government vibes, man.

I mean, you know, Hampton is basically Langley or whatever other government.

Super secret organization that can scramble your eggs good.

Or, look, the guy could have just been a lazy -ass academic hanging out in

Hampton. Just wanted to pick up sticks and go to Cali.

I don't know.

Where'd you get the number anyway?

Guy's not missing.

My father.

He had the number hidden in an old journal.

Strange things that hide, you know?

Must have meant something to him.

Yeah, so you want me to keep digging, huh? For now.

Yeah.

I'm headed back home to Echo Ridge for a job.

told me it's uh the owner of little fork restaurant oh you about to get some

home cooking i don't know about your mama but when i come home my mama throws

down i don't know it's not really my mom's speed you know maybe i'm lucky i

some pancakes all right let me know if you find out anything more on that

okay and please do me a favor keep this between us of course man you got it

Sit. Come on.

I made pancakes.

Your father did the same thing. Standing up, looking out the window, pacing.

Throw me crazy.

Sorry.

Long drive.

Thank you.

I guess the only way to get you to come visit is a job.

I wish Dory'd come back and bring the kids, you know, see where she's from.

Yeah. That's probably hard for her, given what happened here, you know?

That was a long time ago.

Did the best I could.

You have her number, you know.

You want to talk to her, you could call her.

Have you seen her recently?

Yeah, actually I did. I was driving through Wyoming and we saw each other

few minutes, caught up.

Don't ask me about Russell.

You want to know how he's doing? I have absolutely no idea what he's up to.

Yeah, nobody does.

Probably for the best.

It's good to have you back.

Actually, I gotta go meet Angela at the restaurant here in a bit. Yeah, I saw

her when I stopped in at Little Fork. She was real worried about her brother

Bill, so I gave her your number, told her what you do. I hope you don't mind.

No, don't mind at all. Gives me a chance to come home, check in on you.

I don't need to be checked in on, but I'll take it.

You got any idea what happened to Bill?

You know, maybe he started drinking again.

That rumor spread, and the whole town's talking about it.

Yeah, yeah, I know how this place works.

No, it's not the same place.

Folks from the city have started moving in.

Echo Ridge is changing.

Change can be good.

Not this kind.

You know, a sheriff busted a meth cookhouse down by the old Sawyer place

month.

Things used to be... I don't know, simpler here.

Sounds like you and I remember this place a little differently.

I told Angela that you'd find him.

Here if you need me, but you probably know this place better than anybody.

Yeah.

I gotta go meet her.

Thank you for this.

Hey, I'm doing laundry today, so leave me whatever you need washed.

Thank you for that, but I'm fine. I can do my own laundry. I know you can.

Doesn't mean I can't help out.

I don't get to do mom things for you very often. Just let me have this.

My laundry. Okay. Thank you. I appreciate it.

Enjoy.

Thanks for coming so fast, Colter. Yeah.

We've closed the restaurant since Bill's been missing.

A little foreclosing is like closing a church around here. It never happens.

I know.

Times are changing, I guess.

Come on in. Yeah.

It still looks pretty good.

That's nice of you to say.

Truth is, we've tried to keep up, but everything gets a little older and

a little more often.

Coffee?

Black, please. Thank you.

You got rid of the old jukebox.

Yeah, I lost that fight.

But Bill's always doing what he can to bring in new business.

Hell, we've got an impossible burger on the menu now for the new folks in town.

We also took out the old video games in the corner.

I noticed that.

I remember I used to beg my dad for quarters so I could play. He used to say

was brain rot.

Never stopped your brother Russell. He used to steal my tips off the counter to

get quarters and sugar packs to make his Coke extra sweet.

Probably still does that.

Tell me what happened the night Bill disappeared.

Anything strange, out of the ordinary?

My mother mentioned he might be drinking again.

That's just gossip.

He was still going to meetings twice a week in the church basement.

Trust me, I go with him.

No way Bill fell off the wagon.

People in this town like to talk.

Whatever you tell me is just going to stay between the two of us.

What do you think happened?

Bill was obsessing about this man and a kid that came through the restaurant

about six months ago.

This kid couldn't have been more than 11 or 12.

Poor thing looked a mess.

Did you get a name?

Chris McCain.

Bill found that out after.

He'd been looking into what happened to him.

Okay, tell me about that night.

The guy with him, nobody'd seen him before.

Got some real creepy vibes off the way he was looking around the place,

that kid.

You know, he want him done.

You think he had the kid here against his will?

He didn't try to run off, but he had this broken look to him like he was

of the guy.

I'm going to the can.

Don't talk to anybody.

You okay, son?

Yes, sir.

Thank you.

Is that your dad?

Sure everything's okay?

Yes, sir. I'm fine.

That fresh, Pedro?

Right out of the oven.

We make the best peach pie in the whole state.

Look at that.

There you go.

I don't have any money.

Hey, what's that?

Here, right there.

Oh, look at that.

You have a silver dollar right in your ear.

I know you're a little old for that one, but it's the only magic trick I know.

It ties on the house, and you keep the silver dollar.

Thank you, sir.

Son, if you're in any kind of trouble, you just tell me, okay?

I didn't order any pie.

I'm sure I'm paying for it. Nope, nope, no charge.

That's on me.

So, you live around here?

Mind your own business, old man.

How do you two know each other?

You all right there, Pedro?

Yeah, all good.

Hey, folks, I'm sorry.

Is everybody okay?

The guy must have drug Chris out of here fast.

Did you get a name off a credit card, maybe, or a description of the car?

Paid with cash.

Never saw his car.

Bill looked for him in the parking lot, but nothing.

Bill searched chat rooms, missing children boards, police, everything.

Finally, he learned that Chris had been taken from outside San Francisco.

Lured away, was how he put it.

And this is the last place anyone saw him? As far as we know, yeah.

Bill blamed himself.

Said he should have done something.

That's why he kept looking.

Did Bill find anything?

Said he thought he saw the guy.

Here in Echo Ridge?

Yeah.

About a week ago.

He even started talking about hiring a private investigator. We don't have the

money for that kind of thing.

We have words about it.

And this was two days ago?

Yeah.

I have no idea where he went after he left here.

I'm going to do everything I can to find him.

What's good, Steve?

Randy clue you in?

He did.

Bill Weaver.

Go on.

Left his work in his truck a couple of days ago trying to figure out where he

might have gone.

Oh, what's up, Colt?

Can you make any text messages or phone calls after you left work?

Checking his phone records now.

I don't see anything suspicious.

Can you trace his last location?

Oh, you know what you should do? You should reverse GPS off the cell tower.

Let me cook.

Okay, I got where he's been up until his phone went offline.

I'm gonna get to you now.

Okay, yeah, I know where this place is.

There's no cell service up there. Thanks, guys. I got what I needed.

It's got company.

No need to do anything stupid.

Too late.

You walked up on us, brother.

Catching fed vibes?

Mm -hmm. You're poaching timber on federal land. I'm... I'm not here about

I don't care.

I'm out here looking for Bill Weaver.

He owns a restaurant. Everybody knows him.

Drop it, Fit.

Leave him for me.

Say, get!

Colter freaking Shaw.

How long's it been? It's been too long. Good to see you, Joe.

Get over here. What the hell are you doing back in Exile Ridge?

I'm here on a job, you know. Oh, what's that?

You gonna fight with my crew?

I had that handled. Yeah, yeah, sure you did.

Well, you're looking good.

Oh, come on. I'm growing sideways and we both know it, jackass. Come on.

I got coffee in my tent.

You can tell me about this job.

Sounds good.

Sorry about the boys.

It's got a little jumpy with you walking up on them like that. You get it?

Still poaching, though, I suppose, huh? Don't judge.

I know how it is. I do.

Actually, um... You know, my dad and I used to come up here and cut firewood

when I was a kid. He called it, uh, what did he say?

Borrowing government resources.

That sounds like him.

Yeah. No, we just take the deadfall. Ain't nobody gonna miss that. I still

your mom from time to time.

Is she doing okay?

Uh, yeah. I know she's stubborn.

Doesn't want to leave Echo Ridge.

Hell, I'm still here.

I ain't going nowhere, either.

No matter what kind of riffraff rolls in.

Same thing my mom said.

Yeah, but... But it's more than that.

What do you mean? Like, when you were here, if a neighbor needed help, there'd

be a lineup of people ready to do it.

Now, people just keep to themselves.

Like, they're scared of each other or something.

It's like at some point, when we weren't looking, a darkness seeped in.

Maybe it was always here. We just weren't paying attention.

Could be.

Hey, wait. Tell me about this job.

Yeah, Bill Weaver has gone missing.

Apparently he was obsessed with finding this kid who had gone missing, and his

last known location was right here. Yeah, he was here two days ago.

Got into it with my crew.

Would you mind talking to him?

Yeah, you bet. Yeah? Yeah.

Hey, Pedro.

Yeah, boss.

This is Colter Shaw.

His family's living on the South Ridge for a long time. He's a friend.

I heard you got into it with Bill Weaver the other night. That true?

You can trust him.

Yeah. He came up here wanting to talk about something that happened back when

worked for him.

Back when that missing kid showed up at his restaurant?

Yeah. He came up here talking crazy when I wouldn't return his calls.

So what did he want from you? Wanted me to help him.

Got mad when I said I wasn't going to get involved.

Why didn't you want to help him?

Bill said he saw the guy he was looking for with Ronnie Yates.

Okay.

A little context here. Who's Ronnie Yates?

Yates runs muscle and distribution for a meth operation.

Counties that cook up the meth, they need someone to push it.

That's Yates.

I hear he's got ties to the Aryan Brotherhood. He is a heavy dude.

Told Bill he was crazy. I wasn't touching it.

And he said he'd take care of it and took off. And that's the last you heard

from him? Yeah.

Tried calling him that night, straight to voicemail.

So Bill thought the guy he was looking for had ties to Yates.

Yeah. Where's Yates?

Well, no, no, no, no, brother.

Yates is not the kind of guy you just roll up on. I'll leave your name out of

it. It's best to tell me where he is if you know.

All right.

You know that old pizza place, Timberline?

Yates is seeing a girl that works there. But I'm telling you, if you go in there

asking questions, it is not going to go well.

Depends on how you ask.

Ronnie Yates?

Yeah.

You have no idea what a big mistake you're making.

I'm taking my chances.

I just want to talk.

Well, you got the gun.

Bill Weaver.

What about him? Come see you?

A lot of people come to see me.

A lot of people disappear that come see you because he's missing.

That's not my problem. It will be your problem if I find out you have anything

to do with it.

I don't.

The guy Bill was looking for took this kid right here.

Is that your thing, kidnapping children?

Careful, I ain't into that.

You're slinging meth is all, huh?

Eh, do what I gotta do.

Why don't you just give me a name?

Who was Bill looking for?

It stays between you and me.

Murphy. Carl Murphy.

He work for you?

A little bit, here and there.

But he's not one of my crew.

What's he do for you?

Sometimes we use him to freelance loads down into Bakersfield.

Drives a long haul. It's a trucker. Yeah.

Did you tell him Bill was asking around about him?

Yeah. Didn't ask what about him.

Just the fact that the old man's running around asking questions.

It's not the sort of heat that I need.

But if Murphy is dealing kids, I'm going to find him myself.

I'd appreciate it if you'd just stay out of it.

Or what? Or maybe I'd come pay you another visit.

Your call.

Hey. Hey.

Just got this. I know it's getting real cold in here. You are too sweet to me,

thank you, but you don't have to take care of me, okay? I'm good.

Are you really? Yes.

I'm just looking into this name Coulter gave us, and he is not so good. Well,

Coulter will take care of it. He always does.

You have something else you want to say?

Hey, Sheriff called again, and he's being really persistent.

Are you going to call him back?

Eventually. I'm just, you know, a little busy with Elliot recuperating and work

stuff, so... I get it.

You've been through a lot. Just know I'm here if you need anything, okay?

I know. All right. Thank you.

Sheriff can wait.

I just need some space to think things out.

Sculptor.

Hey. Hey. You find anything on this Murphy? Yeah, I've got his file pulled

right here.

And? And I checked the VICAP criminal database.

He's a registered sex offender.

So he's not working for a big trucking company.

Exactly. He's licensed as an independent commercial driver.

Means he doesn't have to report his routes to dispatch.

This is the perfect setup for someone to kidnap a kid and then disappear before

anyone knows what the hell is going on.

It's so dark.

I looked up some home addresses.

Nothing in Echo Ridge.

Any family there? His father owned property just outside of Echo Ridge, but

been dead six years.

Send me the address.

Got it.

They see.

Did you get my targets?

Yeah.

I'm looking at them now.

I wish we weren't.

Where'd you get these?

Pictures came from Murphy's trailer.

Murphy's the guy Bill was looking for.

We need to run a search on these kids, man.

Yeah, I'm already running it.

Damn.

Yo, this is a horror show.

All of them are hidden. Some kids are coming up as runaways, but mostly it's

just desperate poster parents not knowing what happened to their kid.

And they're from all over the country.

Miss Murphy was involved in some sort of child trafficking network and wasn't

working alone.

And he found a bill at his place?

No, I think he spooked him. He took off.

There were definitely kids here recently.

This is some sort of a stash house. I think he's trying to ditch all the kids

has. I found pills here, which leads me to believe he's drugging them to move

them. I need to figure out where.

Okay. How do we find him? I sent you a photo of a receipt with a cell phone on

it. Can you trace it?

Looks like a burner.

Give me some time. I'll find the location.

Thanks, Bobby.

Officer Pickens, long time. Sheriff Pickens now.

Didn't think I'd see you back.

You've been running around chasing rewards.

Back in town to help Angela.

Well, quite the mess you found, Phil.

They had an APB out on Murphy.

I think Bill flushed him out and that's what got him killed.

Does Angela know yet?

Yeah, I told her. Tough phone call.

I'll make sure to swing by and check in on her.

By the looks of the photos in his trailer, Murphy was part of the child

trafficking ring.

Yeah, I don't think he's working alone.

My fear is that he's trying to offload these remaining kids, so we need to move

fast. I got some feds coming in.

I'll let you know when we find something.

Thank you, Sheriff.

Hey, Coulter.

I found Bill. It's not good.

And he did?

Yeah.

Yeah, he stumbled onto something pretty dark.

Angela's gonna be crushed.

Name Carl Murphy mean anything to you?

No, it doesn't ring a bell. Why?

Probably one of Dad's carvings in his trailer.

You have any idea how it might have gotten there?

What is this about, Coulter?

Just trying to make sense of what's going on out here. These people aren't

the...

They're not the kind of people that Dad would have associated with. There was a

lot about your father I had no clue about.

I don't want you leaping to conclusions.

Whatever happened to Bill has nothing to do with our family.

Yeah.

Were you going to tell me about this box you have in the airstream?

Dory was holding on to it, and she passed it over to me. You didn't think

tell me about it? I would have if there was anything to tell.

You went through with it.

There's nothing in there. It's just a box full of junk.

Why can't you let this go? Because there's something more to it. Or maybe

there's nothing.

I'm getting another call, Mom. I gotta go.

Don't you do this.

It's about the job, Mom. I gotta go.

All right, go.

But when you get back, we have to have a talk.

Yeah, I know.

Bobby, you got a location?

Got it. He pulled off an exit 313.

It's the near location.

Got it.

Looks like there's nothing out there but an old farm.

One way in, one way out.

My guess is I'm going to encounter some resistance.

Broadus is not the kind of place you want to go without backup.

I'll figure something out. Thanks, Bobby.

I tell you about crying.

That's a good boy.

We're going to go soon.

Get you someplace safe.

And you can cry all you want.

Maybe even your new daddy will like it.

Thanks for coming.

Said you needed help catching the pedo.

Didn't have to ask me twice.

I don't know what we're gonna find.

Murphy's definitely in there somewhere. He's probably not alone.

Okay.

Come on. I know a back way in.

Holy crap.

Hey.

Get in there and I'm not going to raise you.

Time up.

It's okay.

You're safe now. We're here to help.

Are you here alone?

No, they took Paul.

Where'd they take Paul?

The barn, I think.

What for?

I don't know.

It's my friend Joe. He's going to stay with you.

I'm not going to let anything happen to you, buddy.

Call the police. I'm headed to the barn.

Okay.

It's gonna be okay.

Told you when that thing happened to you.

I don't want to go.

Shut up. It's gonna be fine.

Shoot that guy!

Whisper on the way. Get back to the house.

Where are the rest of the kids you took?

Chris McCain.

Bill was trying to help him, so you killed him for it.

You got a knife?

Yep.

This is my friend Joe. Every time you don't answer my question, he's going to

take a finger.

Where is he?

Cut him.

Okay, okay, stop, stop, stop.

And it's Texas.

That's where the kids get sent.

I'll tell you everything. Just let me go.

So, Bill was right all along, wasn't he?

Mm -hmm.

The kid, Chris McCain, they found him.

They found six other kids.

Now they're all back with their families because of Bill.

It would have meant a lot to him.

We don't know what the little bird brings.

We go down.

Can I make you something to eat?

One last meal in the house?

I can't.

I've got to take care of something.

I'll tell you everything. Just let me go.

No, we're not done.

Look at this.

Where'd you get this?

I don't know.

Yeah. Look at that.

If you think long and hard, where'd you get this?

Tell me.

Uncle gave it to me. Give me your name.

Name!

And we breathe it in.

There is no need to give.

Breathe it in.

There is no need to give.

Ain't no hour to be knocking on a man's door.

I'd be within my rights to shoot you.

Carl Murphy's uncle?

Got nothing to do with him or any trouble he got himself into.

I'm not here about that.

How about you give me a name?

Colter Shaw.

Ashton's boy?

Yeah.

I see it.

You had a question.

Go on, ask.

Found this in your nephew's trailer.

Told me you gave it to him.

My father carved that.

I know.

You know him?

I did.

Back in the day.

Your father didn't like people poking around in his business.

And he was smart as all get -out, so it's nothing to pull over on him.

Well, the county asked me to run power up that ridge your family lived on.

Father didn't want that.

I was just doing my job, so I gave it right back to him.

I don't know.

Maybe he respected that.

We got to talking.

One thing leads to another, and I helped him install that wind turbine so he

could have power off the grid.

I don't remember you.

The turbine?

Yeah.

He taught me how to check the leads for rat damage. Used to give me a dollar for

everyone I killed.

Yeah?

How was your old man?

Got a lot of ideas.

Crazy ones.

We got along okay.

I helped keep the county office back.

And one night we were talking.

I told him I liked these carbons he was making, and he threw one at me.

Of course, it came with a lecture on wolves.

But that's not why you're here, is it?

I spent most of my life trying to figure out what happened that night.

Your father had a lot of enemies.

My brother said there was someone else in the woods.

That night my father went over the cliff.

That was you.

Say it.

Say it.

I was.

You throw my dad off that cliff?

I did.

It has something to do with the government. I found a phone number.

Belonged to a scientist from Langley.

I didn't work for the feds.

I was just a lineman.

Why?

because she asked for my help who asked for your help

your mother