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[bright chimes]

- Previously on
"Lincoln Rhyme."

- [screams]
- You can thank

Officer Sachs here
for saving that evidence.

- Do you know how
the Bone Collector

got his name?
- He wrote a letter saying

most people are just
piles of bones.

- What about the postmark?

- Tracked it back
to Farmington, New Mexico.

Going through security video

from the originating
post office.

- He'd avoid cameras
at all costs.

- I'd love to get in a sneak
of your secret lair

one day
when you're not at home.

- You're not gonna
believe this.

Jane--she's gone.
I think somebody took her.

[ominous music]

♪

- Decay is as natural to death
as death is to life.

Decomp fields like this give us
a humane way to examine remains

when affected
by various elements.

Weather, wildlife,
indoor, outdoor.

No crimes.

Each of the field's residents
died naturally,

donating their bodies
to science

to show us
what death has in store.

Studying the process of decay
serves a crucial purpose.

To help solve murders
using forensic evidence

gathered from the remains.
- [yawns]

- By analyzing each stage
of the decomposition process,

we can help pinpoint
the time of death.

A process that, as you can see,

takes time to get used to.

- How quickly does a body
start to decompose?

- The process begins
immediately

after the heart stops beating.

- Hey, guys?

I think this one's moving.

[eerie music]

- That's impossible.

♪

- Is there an animal
under there?

[crowd gasping and murmurs]
- Oh, God.

- Call 911!

- Oh, my God.
- [gasps and sputters]

♪

[foreboding music]

♪

- Ready for some movie magic?

- This is the first ever image
of the Bone Collector.

You're really going to pause
for fanfare?

- Okay.

I was able to restore
the manager's cell phone video

from the shipping center
in New Mexico.

You'll be the first one to see
it along with me, right now.

- It's not him.
- No.

No, it's not.

- Why risk mailing a package
on camera

when you can pay
some junkie teenager

to do it for you?

Wait, pause it.
[beeps]

Go back to before
the kid went in.

[beeping]

Hey, zoom in.

[typing]

That's him.

- A white male.

Reflection's not helping much
with the details.

- Looks like he made
a phone call.

Please tell me you can get
something with that.

- It's gonna take some time,

but I've got a few tricks
I can use.

- All right, use them all.

- Lincoln?
Fred Hawkins is here.

- Who?
- Sellitto's friend.

Firefighter,
same injury as you.

- I told you,
I'm not interested.

- And I ignored you
and set it up.

- Heads up, you're walking
into a firefight.

- I've been warned.
I think I can handle him.

Lincoln Rhyme.
It's great to finally meet you.

- Sorry you got
dragged over here.

I'm actually tied up in a case.

- That's great.
You're back at work.

- So if you'll excuse me--

- Maybe just a quick cup
of coffee?

Saw a great place
by the corner.

Then I'll let you
get back to it.

- Despite what you
might've heard, Fred,

I don't need a pep talk.

Last time someone told me
to be hopeful

was the day
my reawakened mobility

returned
to its stubborn slumber.

- I've been told
that you've been creating

an amazing world for yourself
up here,

and that's great.

I also think that
the world out there

is still out there
for you too.

- That's truly motivational,
Fred, but--

- You had a deep love
of this city.

- No, I breathed this city.

It pulsed in my veins.

Every cobblestone path
I walked,

every rickety stairwell
I climbed,

the parks, the tunnels--

now it's all gone.

- Sellitto said
you used to play chess.

In the park?

- Now I can't even lift
the pawn.

- [exhales]
You're right.

[somber music]

[sighs]

That's hard.
Everything's harder.

♪

Things you'll probably
never do again.

But the ones you can do...

Do them, Lincoln.

I'll take a rain check
on the coffee.

- You do know you work for me?
- I also care about you.

- And you think
I'm not doing enough?

- You are.
But I see how you look

when you're watching Amelia
out there

where you used to go and walk.
I just think--

- That I should get out there?

How does that work for you,
Claire?

- Sellitto is on his way.

- Tell me why I should love
this case so much?

- Josh Marlowe.
17.

Found with a 14 inch cut

of steel rebar drilled
through his heart.

- I'll go out on a limb.
He was murdered.

- It's not cause of death
that makes this our case.

It's where they found him.

- Saranac College,

their forensics
anthropology site.

- Seriously?
- Forensics anthropology site?

- A decomp farm.

It's like a playground
of forensics.

We use them to study how nature

affects the human body
post mortem.

- A playground of dead bodies?

- Mm.

They test the effects
of everything.

Water, heat, sun,
insects, time--

so that when it happens
to innocent people,

we have data to guide us.
[laughs]

Some of my happiest memories
from training were there.

Well, don't look at me
like that.

- Josh lived in the city.

He had no ties
to the university whatsoever,

except ending up dead there.

- So the killers hid the body

amongst a bunch
of other bodies.

- Except there's no hiding
in a decomp farm.

Students and faculty do rounds
all day long.

Document every change
and every cadaver.

- They know what bodies
are supposed to be there,

and what bodies aren't.

- So either the killer
didn't know that,

or they wanted to show off
their handiwork.

Either way, we gotta figure out
how a live body

ended up in a field
full of dead ones.

- And by live, he means alive.

Took his last breath
as they found him.

- Now,
the chief requested someone

who could investigate this

without harming
their delicate little, uh...

[phone buzzes]
Science experiment.

Hey, we might already have
our first lead.

Victim's brother says
he might know who did it.

[investigative music]

- Hmm.
If we're lucky,

the brother's right,
and it's our last lead.

Let's get justice
for this family.

- You have to get him.
Arrest him.

He killed my brother.
- Ray Coyne, your stepfather?

- How many people
are you gonna let him kill?

- Ben, I believe
what you're saying.

Okay?
And we're listening.

We just wanna be armed

with everything we know

before we talk
to your stepfather.

Can you help us with that?

Okay, so you asked us,

"How many people
are we gonna let him kill?"

Who else did Ray kill?

- My mother.
Eight months ago.

- I should explain.

Ben's mother, Grace,
was my best friend.

She died from complications
of a heart condition.

- They said that,
but Josh knew

Ray did something to her.

- Josh knew based on what?
- He just...

Knew.

- There were problems
in the marriage.

The boy's father passed away
five years ago.

They never liked Ray,
never accepted him.

When Grace died out of nowhere,
they blamed him.

- Because he did it.

- Ray has custody,
but I try and help.

- Ben, I wanna help you.
You can trust me.

You've lost a lot,
too much,

and I get that.
Believe me, I do.

So can you tell us,

did Josh have any evidence?

- He's been trying
to get evidence.

- Trying how?
- He wouldn't tell me,

but he said
he was getting close.

Ray must have found out
and followed him there.

- To Saranac?
- To the body farm, yeah.

- I don't understand.

Why would your brother
be going to the body farm?

- That's where
our mom's body is.

[dramatic music]

- Mother and son
dead in the same spot

eight months apart.

♪

Interested now?

.

- Meet Grace Marlowe,
accountant,

dedicated mother of two,
and for the past eight months,

resident at the Saranac College
Decomp Farm.

Died from complications
of Eisenmenger syndrome.

- It's brought on
by an atrial septal defect,

a hole in the wall

between the top two chambers
of the heart.

Undiagnosed, it can lead
to cardiac arrest,

which is in our cause of death.

- Well, alleged cause of death,
right?

- Official cause of death.

Let's not get pulled offsides
by two kids

who don't like
their mother remarrying.

- Wouldn't be the first murder

to be labeled
as natural causes,

but you knew that.

- So Grace dies,
donates her body to science,

ends up a research cadaver

rotting in a field
for the better part of a year

until her son
comes looking for her,

trying to find evidence
she was murdered

and dies 20 yards
away from her.

- What a tragic reunion.

- Like that Paul Simon song.
- Hm?

- Paul Simon.

He named a song after a dish
at a Chinese restaurant.

Chicken and eggs
on the same plate.

Called it the mother and child
reunion.

- That's clever.

I need you out
on the decomp farm

while Sellitto and Eric
run down the wicked stepfather.

- As much as I love spending
every day in here,

the decomp farm is
my old stomping ground.

I could go with her.

- She could go instead of me.

- I need you here with me.

[uneasy music]

♪

Fine.
Go.

Knock yourself out.

- This is gonna be awesome.

[suspenseful music]

♪

[crooner playing on radio]

- I don't know if anyone's
ever told you this, but...

♪

You've a mocking tone.

♪

The way you talk to people.

♪

You're not a very nice person,
Jane.

♪

But you were a good friend
to Danielle.

Made her feel happy...

which made me feel happy.

♪

We were all happy.

♪

[ominous music]

- [muffled speaking]

- But all good things
must come to an end.

- [muffled cries]

♪

- Quite a before and after.

- He was steps away from her.

20 yards from finding out
whatever answer he wanted.

The question is:

what could Josh have possibly
retrieved here

that would help him?

In the elements like this,

Grace could've been fully
skeletonized for months now.

- Amelia, Grace is
in good hands with Kate.

We need to examine--
- Josh's crime scene.

- Yeah.
On it.

[investigative music]

[camera shutter clicks]

♪

- Oh, rebar.

I think we can safely say

we know the origin
of the murder weapon.

- Which means
this wasn't planned.

Our killer had to improvise.

- Seems like finding evidence

isn't gonna be
a problem out here.

Too many needles,

[sighs]
not enough haystack.

- You will find
extraneous evidence, tissue,

bone fragments, footprints,
but by process of elimination--

- Yeah, look for evidence
that doesn't belong.

I got it.

Look at the ground
inside the site.

It looks damp,
but it doesn't look like blood.

- Mm, let's sample it.
Check the tarp itself.

It's the one thing
apart from the rebar

that we know the killer
had contact with.

- Okay.

Got something
on the underside of the tarp.

- Blood?
- Look, zoom in.

- White hair stuck on blood.

- Sticks out
like a bloody thumb.

- I'll bag it.
- No.

Bring in the whole tarp.
I wanna test it for everything.

- Hey, Coyne.

Detective Sellitto,
Castillo, NYPD.

- I was expecting you.
- Is that right?

- I haven't seen or heard
from Ben

since I went
to ID Josh's body.

Melissa told me he wants
to stay with her?

Figured it'd be
a matter of time

before he told you
what he thinks about me.

- What he thinks about you
is quite the accusation.

- Oh.
He's tragically misinformed,

and it breaks my heart.

[somber music]

I loved his mother.

Watching her die,

suddenly, awfully--
it nearly killed me.

♪

I know they didn't like me
taking their father's place,

but to think
I could have harmed her?

When Grace was sick
at the very end,

she didn't want the boys
to remember her like that,

so I tried to keep them
from seeing her at her worst.

Josh thought
I was hiding something,

but I got nothing to hide.
- Nothing?

- Look, I was working
when Josh was murdered.

I'm a security guard.
There are logs.

There's video.

- Very sorry
about Josh's death.

If you have any information
you think might help

or any questions...

- I have one question.

What Josh thought
about Grace being murdered...

Could that really be true?

Is that why this happened?

♪

- You lock up
the stepfather?

- Seems there are two sides
to every story,

which means we still have
to do this.

I hate morgues.
- Does anyone like morgues?

both: Kate.
- [laughs]

Well, she'll have to enjoy
remotely.

Lincoln summoned her back

when I interviewed
the students.

- You get anything?

- Just the eerie feeling

that they're teaching each
and every one of them

how to get away with murder.
- Yeah.

I think the idea
is to teach them

how to stop people
from getting away with murder.

- Now let's get a look
at our victim.

The sooner we get out of here,
the better.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- Is it unusual for you,
Dr. Wasden?

- We never get murder victims
here.

Uh, all of our bodies die
of natural causes,

so this is quite exciting--
professionally speaking.

- Totally get it.

- And this one is unique.

Mr. Marlowe
was impaled from behind

between 2:00 a.m. and 3:00 a.m.

The weapon entered
just below the right shoulder

before entering
the right atrium

and rupturing
the pulmonic valve.

But that's not
what killed him.

The valve slowly leaked blood
into his lungs,

and he choked to death.

- He must've suffered
for hours.

- The killer must've been
in a hurry

if they left him alive
like that.

- Yeah, I thought
the same thing.

However, the body was cleaned--
meticulously cleaned,

swabbed beneath the nails

and on all
the defensive wounds.

- Defensive wounds?

- Oh, yes,
there was clearly a struggle.

He fought back.

But I found nothing
transferred

from the assailant.

Covering up something like that
is no small feat.

- So you're saying
whoever did this

knew exactly
what they were doing.

Forensically speaking.

- Don't like to speculate,
but it's a fair conclusion.

- And how many people with
that kind of knowledge

also had access
to the decomp farm at night?

- Well, that would be
everyone here.

Maybe a hundred people

every semester.

[tense music]

.

- Officer Sachs,
someone's been waiting for you.

[phone rings]

- Did you talk to him?

- Ben, what are you doing here?

- I wanna know what Ray said.
I wanna know what you found.

- Okay, well, we just started,

and yes, our people are talking
to Ray.

- And what'd he say?
- Ben, come on, sit down.

- No, I'm--I'm not gonna--
I can't sit.

- Look, Ben, I get
what you're feeling here.

- No, you don't.

My brother's dead.
My mother's dead.

[somber music]

- You're right.

What you're feeling,
no one else knows.

Okay, no one can understand

what that kind of loss
feels like.

But here's what
I need you to know:

it is my job, Ben, to get you
the answers that you want.

♪

Now look, if that means Ray,

I don't know,
but I can promise you

that I will not stop
until I find something.

Okay?
So just sit down.

[sighs]

You're not in this alone, Ben.

We got your back.

- You're not gonna tell me
what you found?

- I am when this is done.

- I want to believe you.
- Well, you can.

I promise you,
I'm telling you the truth.

[melancholy music]

♪

- Wasden's fast.

Toxicology report.
Marlowe, Joshua A.

No volatiles, no illicits.

Perfectly healthy kid
besides, you know--

- The stake through the heart.
What about the tarp?

- The only thing of note was
the hair Amelia found.

It's from an Angora.

Basically a house cat
with white--

- I know what an Angora is.

- Okay, normally,
this wouldn't be that helpful--

- Because all manner of vermin
descend on decomp farms

to feast on bodies.

- Well, cats aren't
technically vermin.

Anyway, the position on the
tarp suggests that the hair

was between the tarp
and Josh's body.

- Meaning it was there
before he was covered.

- Which is why I asked Eric
to check in with Ben.

No cat.

I think it came
from the killer.

- So we're looking for a killer
with a cat.

Seems to narrow it down.
- It's something!

- Felix!

[investigative music]

- Could you please use
the button on your chair?

I have kind of a thing
about being yelled at.

- Have you found
any connections

between Saranac College
and Josh?

- I'm looking into everyone.
Faculty, staff, students.

- You should've been done
by now.

- I'm working on
the Bone Collector footage.

- I told you to drop that
for now.

- Yeah, you also told me to use
every tool at my disposal.

- Felix, after you get me
what I need.

[tense music]

♪

- He's not himself today.
- No, no, he is.

He's always been Lincoln-y
even before was in that chair.

And that's fine.

You know that's okay
because he's good.

He's better than good.

I mean, I get to do things here
that I would never get to do

somewhere else, but sometimes,
it is just not worth it.

Honestly, I can't believe
you'd stick up for him

after the way he talked to you
this morning.

- I was pushing him,
and he wasn't wrong.

I have a condition.

A panic disorder, really.

I can't be in crowds,
can't go in public,

can't even leave
this apartment.

- Agoraphobia.
- I wanna get out.

I just can't.

He can, but he doesn't want to.

And that sets me off,
which sets him off.

- My two cents?

It's got nothing
to do with you.

His problem is that he lost
to the Bone Collector,

and he cannot accept that.

- You're right.

He's not stuck in here,

he's stuck in the same place
in his life

ever since that night.

- That's it.
Of course.

- What?
- Stuck in the same place.

I've been looking at this
all wrong.

Uh.

[revelation music]

Claire, we just might find
the Bone Collector after all.

♪

- The beauty of chess is, you
never know how many moves ahead

your opponent is thinking.

- So your point is, the same
is true in catching murderers.

- If Ray Coyne killed
his stepson,

was it because
he also killed Grace?

He feared exposure?

- There's two problems there.

There wasn't much left of her
to be exposed,

and Sellitto doesn't think Ray
looks good for it.

- You wanna know how many
people I've arrested

who didn't look good for it?

- Mm.

You're in high spirits today.

- No different
than any other day.

- No, usually your
mild disdain and impatience

are part of your charm.

I come in here, and Claire's
walking on eggshells.

Felix is grumbling--

- Maybe people should just do
their jobs.

- Maybe they'd do them better
if the work environment

was a little more...

harmonious.
- Look.

I care about catching
this killer.

I care about finding
what happened to Josh.

If I get impatient--

- [scoffs]

- Fine.

I'll try not to get impatient.

- Fine.

- We may have found our man.

Stepfather was all broken up
about his wife's death,

only guess
what he failed to mention.

- A secret girlfriend.

- One of the other great
motives: money.

Grace took out
a $1/2 million policy

on her life
a year before she died.

- She didn't leave anything
to her kids?

- She did entrust,

and guess who the trustee is
until they come of age.

- Josh was about to turn 18.

- So Ray's share of the money
was about to go away.

- Problem is,
his alibi holds up.

- Maybe because
he's not the one who did it.

This is the file
Saranac College

gave us on Grace Marlowe.
Seemed pretty thin on evidence,

so I decided to check out
a couple of other ones.

This one and this one.

All the other files
on decomp farm corpses

include reams of info.
Detailed notes, photos--

- You're saying someone
was trying to cover up

everything about Grace.

- No, not just someone.
Someone we met.

Autumn Bestin,

the TA of the class.

- The one who found the body?
- Yep.

She checked out
the file three days ago

and emptied it of almost every
single piece of evidence

on Grace,

then suddenly finds her son's
body two days later?

- I interviewed Autumn.
She said she didn't know Josh.

- Sounds like Autumn
lied to you.

[tense music]

.

[eerie music]

♪

- I was scared.
Who wouldn't be?

- So you did know
Josh Marlowe.

- Yes--
I mean, barely.

I'd known him for a week,

I helped him find information
about his mother,

and there he was.
Murdered.

- And you didn't think
mentioning that

would be relevant?
- I was freaked out.

I've seen bodies,
but never a murder.

- Well, that may seem
more plausible

if we didn't know you
emptied out his mother's file.

- No, that's how I found it.

- Why were you trying
to get it in the first place?

- Josh found out his mother
had donated her body here.

He went around
to a bunch of faculty.

No one would give him anything.

I mean, they're really
not supposed to.

- So why did you?
- I felt awful for him.

His mother had been murdered.
He kept saying her name.

I'd overseen her case
when she arrived at the farm.

I remembered the name,

so I told him
I would see what I could find.

- So what did you think
when you found the file?

- It was unusual,
so I went to the computer.

There should've been backups,
copies--

- Mm-hmm.

- Grace Marlowe's file
was empty.

Someone erased it.

- You told Josh this?

- I did, and I sent him copies
of what little I had,

my personal notes
from the time.

- Do you still have them?
- I do.

It's not much.

A couple of photos,
handwritten descriptions...

♪

You think Josh was right.

She was murdered?

And someone killed him
because of what I gave him?

- Autumn's story checks out.

- So Ray has motive,
but also an alibi.

Autumn lied to us,

but seems like she wanted
to help find the truth

about Grace's murder.
- Alleged murder.

- Oh, God.

I guess that's what becomes
of us all at some point.

- Standard Y-shaped incision,

which means they confirmed
the cardiac arrest.

- Autumn said she took notes.

What else did she observe
about the body?

- Skin inflammation,
deep creases in the palms,

excessive white
on her fingernails.

- Huh, Eisenmenger's syndrome
should have caused

a blue tint in the skin,
not red inflammation.

Show me a more recent photo.

Zoom in on the sternum.

[investigative music]

♪

No evidence of bone disease.
And only one chemical

affects skeletal discoloration
post mortem.

- Arsenic.

Changes the bone
even after you're dead.

- Josh was right.

His mother didn't die
of a heart defect.

She was poisoned.
- And that's not all we pulled.

Grace's medical history...

She had celiac disease,
which is hereditary.

Even if Josh didn't inherit
the disease,

he would've had
the antibody deficiency,

but in Wasden's tox report?
His numbers are normal.

- You're saying the medical
examiner assisting us

on this case falsified
Josh's autopsy report?

- I'm saying what I see
in the numbers.

- So, what was Dr. Wasden
trying to hide and why?

What are we not seeing?

Mm.

Right there.

We're too busy staring
at the results,

we weren't focused on
the signatures at the bottom.

Look who performed

Grace Marlowe's autopsy
last year.

- Dr. Arthur Wasden.

♪

- Detectives!
How can I help you?

- Do you happen to own a cat,
Dr. Wasden?

- Allergic, I'm afraid.

What does this have to do
with the case?

- Why didn't you tell us
that you performed autopsies

on Josh and Grace Marlowe?

- Josh Marlowe's mother, Grace.

Eight months ago,
you performed the autopsy,

and ruled it death
by congenital heart condition.

- I perform a great number
of autopsies.

- A mother and son.
That didn't strike you as odd?

- I wasn't aware.

- Well, that's
an interesting detail to miss,

considering you're
so meticulous.

- I'm not sure I appreciate
the tone of this conversation.

- Well, you're gonna have
to forgive our impoliteness.

We're just adding up all these
very strange coincidences.

You're the county
medical examiner,

but you also run the entire
decomp farm facility,

don't you?

Which gives you access
not only to the entire grounds,

but every single cadaver
that enters those grounds.

- And all the files
kept on them.

- We're gonna have
a second examiner

perform an autopsy
on Josh Marlowe.

- Which requires a court order.

- Or a request
from the next of kin.

Josh's brother would like us
to take another look.

- Well, I'm sorry.
That's not possible.

It was apparently

a terrible miscommunication
with my staff.

Josh's body has been cremated.

[dramatic music]

♪

- Last one.

- Have you seen my journals?

- Really?
- Really.

- You jerk.
- Hmm.

- [sighs]

Why does packing
always take twice as long

as you think it's going to?

- Yeah.
Just think,

a few days from now,
we get to do it all backwards.

- Mm, don't pretend
you're not excited.

- I am.

- Yeah.
[car running]

- Why don't you check
on the movers?

- Okay.

- I'm gonna take one
last look around,

make sure we're not
forgetting anything.

- You are being paranoid.

- I'm being--
both: Thorough.

[eerie music]

♪

.

- Wait, how is it even legal
for an ME to examine a body

near his own office?

- He's the county
medical examiner.

Most counties
don't even have one.

They rely on local physicians.

- Well, they're gonna have
to find a new one.

- Listen,
if I were a betting man,

all my chips
would be on Wasden,

but we can't arrest him.

He took
our only potential evidence

and stuck it
in an 1,800 degree furnace.

- Well, listen to this.

In 2004, Dr. Arthur Wasden
was forced into rehab

for opioid abuse.

2006, filed for bankruptcy.

Then gets sued
because of a deceased woman

whose organs were,
I kid you not,

mistakenly removed
for donation.

Settled out of court.

- So he doesn't have
glowing Yelp reviews.

Doesn't give motive.

- But he does have the skills
to hide evidence

on both bodies.

- Yes, but why kill Josh
at all?

Why kill his mother?

Apart from doing
their autopsies,

Wasden has no connection
to them at all.

- He might.

Grace was an accountant,
remember?

The firm she worked for,

they took on extra work
during the tax season,

and one of the accounts
they worked--Saranac College.

[investigative music]

♪

- So what?

The coroner's office just
accidentally cremated a body

in an unsolved murder case?

Doesn't that sound weird
to you?

- It does, it does,

and we are going to figure out
what happened,

I promise you,

which is why I have
a few more questions.

Did Josh ever mention
a Dr. Wasden?

He was the man who did
your mother's autopsy.

- Why?

He had something to do
with this, didn't he?

- Right now,
we just don't know.

♪

Ben!
- He'll be okay.

- [sighs]

[ominous music]

And what about you?

- I'll be fine.

I'm just worried about Ben.

- I mean...

does the name Arthur Wasden
mean anything to you?

- Not that I can recall.
Why?

- Well, you and Grace
worked together

for Saranac College, right?

You both did the books
for them?

- Yeah, that's why she chose
the program

to donate her body to.

Obviously, she didn't think
it would happen so soon.

- So if Grace had any old notes
or files,

any idea where they may be?

- [sighs]

- Any way to log in
to her accounts?

- No, I'm sure they shut down
access when she died.

I'm really sorry.
I wish I could help.

- [exhales]
[cat meows]

[eerie music]

- I'll be damned.

The one clue we're looking for

literally just walked
right up to us.

- You have a cat?
- Oh.

Not really.
It's just a neighborhood stray.

I fed her once,

and now she comes in and out
like she owns the place.

- Wait, are we really saying
she killed her best friend

and her best friend's son?

♪

- Everything okay?
- Mia, get out of there.

- Yeah, no, I'm a--um...

- Let us get enough evidence
for a warrant.

- I just realized something.

You worked on
the Saranac College accounts

with Grace, didn't you?

- Amelia, what are you doing?

- What do you mean?

- Your company's records
will show

that you do know Dr. Wasden.

- I really don't know
what you're talking about.

- So whatever you
and Dr. Wasden were doing--

you and Grace must've been
really good friends,

because she confronted you
instead of turning you in,

and you repaid that kindness
by poisoning her?

Then you must've regretted it.

That's why you watch out
for the boys.

Until, of course, Josh
got too close to the truth.

- I want you to leave.

- Amelia, we don't have enough
to detain her.

You'd be better served
to look for that cat

so we can match the hair.

- I am not leaving her here
with Ben.

- Who are you talking to?

- Ben.
Ben!

♪

- Weapon!

- I am not counting to three,
Melissa.

Drop the knife.

Drop the knife.

Don't make me
have to shoot you.

Drop it!
[knife clangs]

Hands behind your head.

Think we have enough
to detain her now?

- [sighs]
Oh, my God.

- Any sign of Ben?

- We just got off the phone
with Ray Coyne.

Ben was there 15 minutes ago.

He told Ray he was sorry,

said he found out it was
someone at Saranac College

that killed Josh.

- Ray went to call off work,
and when he came back,

Ben was gone.

Took his truck and his gun.

- Oh, God.

I mentioned Wasden to Ben.

I mean--he asked me
if he was a suspect.

- You didn't tell him
that we like him for it?

- No, of course not.

Look,
if he is headed to Saranac,

we need to get there

before Ben makes
a huge mistake.

- And another body ends up
on that field.

♪

.

[foreboding music]

♪

- That's Ray's truck,
and that must be Wasden's car.

- They're in there somewhere.
- Well, we have to find him.

We can't let Ben get to Wasden.

- All right, fan out.
Backup will be here any minute.

♪

- Deep breaths.
Stay alert.

♪

- Jeez.

You got anything?

- Nothing moving.

♪

- [heavy breathing]

- They're entering the
confined location area now.

- What does that mean?

- Decomp farms store bodies
anyplace they can.

Submerged underwater,
in car trunks,

stuffed in barrels.

Lots of places to hide.

- [sighs]
Great.

- Go back.

Blue car.
Glass.

There's condensation
on the driver's side window.

Oh, someone's inside.

- NYPD!
Get out of the vehicle

and put your hands
where I can see them!

- Don't shoot!
Don't shoot!

[tense music]

He's behind you!
- Ben!

- No.

- Don't pull that trigger.

♪

You don't wanna do this.
Trust me.

♪

- Okay.
I'm putting my gun away.

- Amelia!
- See?

- Out of the way.

He killed my brother.
- No!

No, Ben, Dr. Wasden
did not kill your brother.

- You're lying.
You're just saying that

so I won't shoot him.
- No, I promise you.

He didn't kill your brother.

He didn't kill
your mom, either.

- Then who did?

- Just put the gun down.

Then we can talk about it.

Okay?

I don't think
you wanna shoot me.

Come on.

Put it down.

- Easy, Ben.

Easy, easy, easy.
- Good job.

Good job.

Okay, it's over now.

Okay?

It's okay.

- Not very smart, doctor.
Put your hands up.

♪

- Melissa was the one
who poisoned Grace.

- Doesn't make any sense.

- Grace discovered
Melissa and Dr. Wasden

were embezzling
from the college.

He talked her
through how to do it,

and how to make it look
like she just died.

- When Josh got too close
to figuring it out,

Melissa had to stop him.

She must've followed him
out there, they had a fight...

- That was her too?
- She panicked,

called Wasden.

He talked her
through covering it up.

- I thought it was you.

I'm sorry.
I'm just...

[melancholy music]

Sorry.

- All I ever wanted to do
was to be a father to you.

♪

I want you to come home, Ben.

♪

- I'd like that.

♪

- What's that?

- Your case,
wrapped up,

with a bow on it.

- You actually put a bow on it?
- Yes.

Yes, I did.

- You actually went to a store,
bought a bow,

and put it
on a homicide case file.

- I have bows at home.

Two homicides, by the way.

Sellitto finalized
the paperwork

on both confessions.

These are just the forensics
finally adding up.

- They always do.

- Eventually.

Thank you, by the way,

for letting me go out
in the field.

Felt like old times.
- Of course.

[reflective piano music]

♪

Claire?

- Yes?

♪

- I don't do apologies well.

- You don't do them at all.

- So we can skip to the part

where you know
I didn't mean what I said?

♪

- We could,

or we could just jump
to the part

where we realize that my job
is to take care of you

and not to push you.

- Sometimes...

those are the same thing,
aren't they?

♪

Fred Hawkins,

our nauseatingly pleasant
firefighter friend.

Still have his number?

♪

[horn honks]

- New York is famously
inaccessible.

Only half the subway stops
have elevators.

There's traffic,
cobblestone streets.

- Tourists.

- But everything
can be navigated.

And sometimes, you
just gotta ask for help.

- This may come as a surprise.

While I may be amazing
at a lot of things,

asking for help
is not one of them.

- Yeah,
that's not surprising at all.

["When You Learn"
by the Avett Brothers playing]

♪

- ♪ There is no reason
we should doubt ♪

♪

♪ The broken hearts
will rise again ♪

- How do we do this?

- Well, I could
painstakingly move each piece

with a pointer stick,

or we could...

- Ask for help.
- Right.

Not your comfort zone.

William, do you think you
could move these pieces for us?

- Of course.

- Thank you.

All right.

How about pawn to E4?

It's your move.

♪

- Felix.

- He's back.

How did it go?
- I beat him in seven moves.

You said you have something
on the Bone Collector.

- So I looked into the phone
the Bone Collector used

in the surveillance footage.
Even isolating the signal,

I can't trace the number back
to a person.

- But you're saying you were
able to isolate the signal?

- Um...all right.

First hit?
Farmington, New Mexico.

Our man in the mirror.
- The mail drop.

- Next up,
we got Norman, Oklahoma.

Chesterfield, Missouri.
Springfield, Illinois.

Columbus, Ohio.
Quakertown, PA.

I think
we can safely extrapolate

where this path is heading.

- To the greatest city
in the world.

And to start the game
all over again.

[dramatic music]

♪

- It's good to be home.

♪

.

[dramatic music]

♪

[Universal fanfare]