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Anything more on the parents?

Background checks.

Dug up nothing new. Dad's AWOL. Mom's in rehab.

Grandma's been taking care of the boy.

I want all interviews with the immediate family in the area complete by the end

of the day. Yes, detective.

All right, people!

Listen up!

Right, Neal Spencer was put to bed around 8 p.m. last night. His

grandmother reported him missing at 10.29 p.m. Be prepared to call your

families tonight. Let them know you won't be coming home.

This isn't Neil Spencer.

No,

I'm excited. Fresh start.

Right?

Yeah?

Yeah. You know, your mom always wanted us to move back to the town we grew up

in.

Yeah, it's cool. You'll be going to the same school she did.

Right? Yeah.

Yeah.

Plus, we found a house with a swing. I mean, it's just like the one you guys

left at the shore.

You've said, like, a thousand times. No, no, no.

That's incorrect. I've only said it 936 times.

So, get your facts straight.

I'm not, sir.

Me too, buddy.

Get your legs up. Get them up. Come on. Up, up, up, up, up.

And we are in Garriton.

We did it.

There it is.

Want to go check it out?

Yeah. All right.

Hey, guys. Hey, what's up? Hey, how you doing?

Where do you want these, sir?

Yeah, you know what? Those can go in the kitchen. Thank you.

Hey, Dad, look at this.

Be right there, buddy.

I hope this place is big enough for you, Jake.

All right, come on, kiddo. We've got a new house, new stairs.

What did we say we were going to be?

Brave.

That's right.

Just like your mom when she was sick.

Come here.

All right.

Let's go upstairs.

Yeah.

Go find your room.

What's wrong?

Why are you so scared?

It's gonna be fine.

No!

Wait a second. You can't take him. Okay, Saturn's gone.

Right up to the sun.

Chain reaction.

No!

All right, uh, okay, you ready?

Good? It's gonna be great, okay?

Warm enough?

Yeah? Wanna hang on to that?

You sure?

Yeah?

Okay, all right, come here.

All right, have a good day, okay?

All right, I'm gonna be right here when school gets out, all right?

Okay, okay?

Jesus.

if your window's left unlatched you'll hear him tapping at the glass

I don't know.

There was a pink one and a blue one.

Do you think they'll miss you?

Fish?

You fed them, right? Like your daddy fed you.

Do you think they'll miss you feeding them?

Speak up, boy.

What if they get hungry and you're not there?

Do you think they'll eat each other?

When one fish is shitting out the other, will they be thinking of you?

Good.

Good, I think they're going to love this.

That's for later.

Mr. Willis, Detective Amanda back here on the PD.

May I come in?

I'm sorry to interrupt your dinner.

A boy went missing in Hillcrest a couple of days ago. Neil Spencer.

We've cleared locations, family and friends.

We found something and I don't know if it's a lead or a distraction.

Another body. A boy.

Been out in the woods about a month.

Not every kid who disappears in North Jersey is connected to Frank Carter,

Detective. But that's his signature, right?

Well, Frank Carter's doing life in Raleigh now.

That's not what I asked.

Look, I know you need to find him, of course, but I don't know if I can help

you. The other boy who went missing, Neal Spencer, told his grandma he heard

a strange voice outside his window whispering to him.

Well, you know, kids have... Act of imagination.

Yes, that's what Carter preyed on. At least that's what you said. I did, but,

you know, I'm not on the job anymore. It's been a long time. I retired at

least 25 years. I just, you know, and there's only one Frank Carter.

Your case file mentioned an accomplice to Carter who was never identified. I

did. I did. It was a theory, and it went cold.

They often do.

Frank Carter still declined all interviews via his lawyers.

You remain the only one he's ever agreed to speak with since his incarceration.

Got any advice interviewing him? Yeah, I'd say don't.

I hope you find your kid.

With all due respect, sir, your help does nothing for me.

Can I put this in my packet of special things?

Let me see.

Sure.

What's that?

We made our hands being paint on the wall at school.

Oh, yeah? Handprints, huh?

Mm-hmm. Cool.

My friend helped me.

Oh, yeah? You make a friend?

The girl in the blue sweater.

Well, do you remember we talked about that? How some friends are pretend?

What's up, bud?

Are you sure she won't wake up?

Mommy?

I am.

You know, Mommy loved you more than anything, you know, and that's never

gonna change.

But it doesn't mean that you can't make room for new people, you know, new

friends.

I don't like the boys at school.

You know, I never told you this, but when I was your age, I had a friend

just like you have.

I did.

He'd visit me when I was going to sleep and we'd go on adventures.

At the end, every time, he would kiss me on the forehead, right here. And then

I'd wake up the next morning back in bed like magic.

I called him Mr.

Knight.

It's okay to imagine things, Jake. You just, you gotta give real people a

chance to, okay?

What is your name?

It's okay.

They need to hear this.

Hey, sorry, sorry I'm late.

You're Jake's father? Yeah, yeah, yeah. Hi, how you doing?

Buddy, what's wrong?

Do you want to tell your dad what happened?

I got put on yellow.

You... on what?

We have a traffic light system for bad behavior.

What do you do?

What do you do?

I want to try to take my packet of special things.

He scratched the boy.

Badly. Okay, well, that's... You can't do that, Jake. Um, sorry. It's this

packet. Um, it's...

full of stuff that, like, belonged to his mom.

That's no excuse.

We'd like him to write a note apologizing.

Uh, isn't that excessive?

We have zero tolerance for kids hurting kids.

What's your tolerance for bullies? Because that other kid sounds like kind

of a dick.

Excuse me? You know what? We're going to pass on that note. Come on, buddy.

You can put me on yellow.

Where is it?

I didn't like being there.

That house.

Your grandmother's.

Was she mean to you?

No. Sometimes she was sick.

I was afraid.

It's okay.

They need to hear it.

I was afraid she'd die.

She'd be dead in the house with me while I slept.

If you could talk to your mommy right now, what would you say?

Why did you leave me there?

Why don't you love me?

I love you.

Be so shattered!

Jake?

What are you doing?

Jake!

Who

are

you talking to?

Nobody.

Back to bed.

Hey! What are you doing?

Hey!

We've had reports of a squatter since the place went vacant.

Kids sneaking in to drink and do other things.

This wasn't a kid.

What's back here?

Holy shit.

Previous owner?

So now what?

He didn't attack you. He just bolted for the door unless there's something else.

He's most likely just a squatter.

Left something here.

Didn't realize the place was rented.

Changed a lot. Set up a security system and donate this stuff to the goodwill.

Don't forget to bolt your back door.

So that's it?

Fresh coat of paint on the outside might help work it off.

Jake, what are you doing?

Nothing.

Okay, who are you talking to?

Is it a girl in a blue sweater?

She's scared of it here.

She's scared of it here? She's scared of this house? Why?

She's scared of the boy who lives here.

You?

Who? The boy in the floor.

The boy in the floor. Good God.

Jake, you have to stop this.

Stop what?

Ow! God!

Pretending. I need you to grow up. You never believe me. I can see you.

I can see everything.

And I know there is no one in here, Jake. You are just talking to yourself.

Jake? What?

Jake?

I'm Detective Beck.

Tell me a little bit about Jake.

Okay.

I know.

It's terrifying.

He's quiet.

It's hard.

But we don't know which detail's gonna help us find him.

He, uh, he's a collector, you know, of... just, like,

scraps of odds and ends, you know, like, um... ticket stubs and

ribbon and rocks, even. It all has meaning to him.

It's nice.

Yeah, he's a nice kid.

What about his friends?

We just moved, and, you know, school's just getting started, so...

From where?

The shore, uh, Manasquan.

Jake's mom grew up here, so she's gone.

She was sick.

Any other family nearby?

My father is, uh, somewhere. No, no, no, he's never met Jake.

What's his name?

Peter Willis. He was a cop.

And have you called him, your father?

No.

We looked at the nanny cam.

And he left on his own. There was no one else.

Detective. Jesus.

Hello.

What can I get you?

I'll just have a coffee.

You want coffee?

Two coffees? Yeah.

What are you holding up?

I just need to know they're doing everything they can.

I'm doing everything I can.

Sure.

Now, the department, you still have friends there, and you still have Pull.

Now he's young. I don't remember much, but I remember the Whisper Man, and I

remember you found him. I found him. I did do that.

He's a good kid, Jake. He's a smart man.

They got any leads?

Well, yeah. I mean, if they'd fucking follow him, that's why I need you.

Well, I'm sure they've got a good detective working the case.

No, you were a good detective.

You're a shitty father, but a good fucking detective. They will listen to

you, and they will tell you things they won't tell me.

I know.

Listen,

I... I wanted to reach out earlier, especially after Rebecca had passed

away. Don't do that.

Don't do that.

Well, I'm sorry that it took this to get us together. No, not together.

This isn't us together. This is me asking you for help. Do you understand

that?

Sure, I understand that.

I don't know.

Excuse me, I don't need your emotional fucking support, okay? I need you to

find my boy.

No?

Why'd Carter do that?

The T-shirt covered their faces.

Didn't want them looking at him.

He didn't want to look at them.

There's not much new here. This is all you have.

We're still playing catch-up.

And Tom said he gave you a lead?

Yeah, we have a loose description of a vagrant he saw rummaging around his

basement, haven't found a match yet.

Uh, you should listen to the Spencer tape.

This is from the boy?

Blaming the parents?

Same as Frank Carter's Whisper Man. Yeah, I've heard this.

These kids aren't the only intended victims.

Forensics?

The package was mishandled at the TV station. It's tainted. Obviously, with

the tape drop, we know time's short.

Tom said you never met him.

Jake.

May I ask why?

Any connection between the two boys other than they were found missing?

Jake was new to town.

Different elementary as the Spencer boy who went to Catholic school.

Stevie Grant was in foster care.

We're looking at a few local sex offenders.

You speculated in the Carter case that the boys somehow walked out of their

homes on their own that Frank Carter somehow summoned them.

Carter knew how to find the ones who wanted to go.

From your house What if my boy comes back home, and I'm not there It's a

crime scene right now.

This is best Unless you have someone you can stay with

Back here. The man who used to live in my house did time at the East Jersey

State Prison.

Mr. Kennedy?

Yeah, I have his mail right here.

Dominic Barnett, assaulting a police officer. He got out fucking seven years

ago. Slow down.

You're saying he lived at the house that you're renting?

It could be him. Look, they were both at Rahway, and if he knew Carter while they

were inside... Send me what you have. Okay, and I'll look into it.

Dominic Barnett, you say?

This could be the guy.

I said I'll look into it.

Okay? Thank you. Are you fucking kidding?

Barnett, I know that name.

He was a runner for the Brick Squad gang back when I was on the job.

Yeah, they deal out of the Wrigley Project, Sam.

And how long between the time when the kids were put to bed and when they

disappeared? For the Spencer boy, not long.

90 minutes.

Jake?

Six hours before Tom woke up.

He was drinking, maybe drunk.

I could smell the alcohol.

I never met her.

She called once. Wanted to tell me that she was pregnant.

We talked for a bit.

It was in good hands.

The drawing was... Tom did these, too.

You never know what gets passed on.

Mrs. Shearing, I'm the guy renting your house.

Tom, Tom Kennedy.

You said you'd please let Shannon.

I am doing it for you. No, no, Mrs. Shearing, please.

My son is missing. Please.

We should still interview him.

Carter. You won't see anyone unless you're there. Yeah, all that bastard

knew was to make you nauseous and want to throw up.

When we zeroed in on him, Carter had managed a day and a half on the run.

And when we finally did get him, there was evidence that the fifth boy he took,

Tony Smith, was still alive.

So I did everything I could to find him, everything.

I interrogated Carter's wife at least six hours, and then I went to see Carter

himself to appeal to what little bit of humanity might be left in him. There was

nothing.

Nothing.

Dominic Barnett.

You rented to him?

That nephew of mine ain't worth fuck all.

Wait, you're related?

Little shit. I've been cleared out without paying six months rent.

Okay, is there anything you can tell me about where to find him now?

He had a girlfriend at the Wrigley Park Projects. Okay, do you know her name,

the girlfriend?

Tina Tiffany.

I do remember she lived in building C for cunt.

Help you? Uh, no, no, thanks.

What are you looking for?

Dominic Barnett.

Don't know no Barnett.

No. Okay.

Are you buying, motherfucker?

Apache, murder 80.

10 for 1, 3 for 20.

Fentanyl, bitch.

Oh, uh, no, no thanks.

Give me some money. Fuck that. What the fuck do you think you're doing?

Buffy, get the fuck out of here.

Go your fucking head up, motherfucker.

Right, get up.

What the

fuck?

How are you here?

You were right to want to look at Barnett, but you got to trust these

detectives. Let them do their job. Isn't that Detective Beck?

She's not going to let this go. You talked to her?

Yes. You talked to her? I was with her when you called.

You were? I was.

You were?

No, somebody else was. I was with her, yes.

I'm on it.

Okay.

You know, when I heard you wrote novels, I wasn't surprised because you were

always creative. Can we not do this right now?

What are you talking about?

Can you not talk about my fucking novel?

What are you talking about?

Jake is who I want you to focus on. Jake. Not us, not me.

Jake. I checked on Barnett.

Nowhere to be found. Not a word from him in the last six months.

Okay, so what word is back to nothing? Just a tape and then a body and then

another tape? I remember how it went with Carter.

He's irrelevant.

He's doing life and present. Doesn't matter.

Until it led to my boy.

What if whoever took Jake knows he's your grandson?

A different last name. There's no connection to the Spencer kid.

Absolutely no connection whatsoever.

Yeah, but someone could find out. I mean, Carter could be directing them.

No, that's going too far.

Okay, but you're going to go talk to him, right?

He just steered us in another direction, in the wrong direction.

So go outsmart him. You've done it once before.

I did not outsmart anything. I just got lucky. So go get lucky again. What's the

problem?

What, are you afraid of him? That man destroyed my life, my family. Yeah,

you're damn right I'm afraid of him. No, you can't blame that on him. That was

you.

My husband threatened you when you started asking questions.

Did he ever give off any hints about what he was doing before that?

Behaviors out of step with his routine.

Places he'd go.

Logics in the house.

Even days he smelled it when his clothes were soiled in a way that couldn't be

explained.

I'm asking all this because there's still another boy missing.

Tony Smith.

He might still be alive.

Frank put him somewhere and he's not talking.

Maybe you can help us find him.

I've told you everything I know. Yeah.

Let him through!

Neil Spencer.

No cameras.

Not in the park.

Could you check his nails, please? His fingernails?

Thank you.

I thought I would.

He'd always cut the fingernails before he strangled them.

Didn't want them scratching his face.

Jesus.

What?

Sure,

the tapes, that was all pretty much out there. It was all public.

But not the cutting of the fingernails. That wasn't public.

Your accomplice theory, then. Somebody who helped him back in the day.

Well, why wait all these years to get back to work?

So.

You're a good man, Eric.

Thanks.

Mike? Hi, Pete.

Looking good.

Thank you, Pete.

Thank you.

You know, 20, 30 years in the cage, well, that'll keep you lean.

Yeah.

You're still on the wagon.

Good. That's very good. Really.

I'm proud of you.

Does that mean anything?

Because, you know, whatever it is, you know, your vice,

you can try to lock it away, you can try to burn it to the fucking ground, but

you can't be killed.

I mean, you can't kill it.

You can't. Because it's like this guide or something.

Right? I mean, it kind of takes hold of you and controls you and it becomes

really the only thing in the world that exists.

Everything else is just window dressing. Kind of sad, really.

How's that, right?

That's sad for you, isn't it? When you can't do the very thing.

That you were meant to do.

I don't know.

Like, to just end it all.

You could try that.

Nobody'd miss you.

That's a fair point. That's a fair point. I mean, yeah.

But, I mean, for you, really, I mean...

Mostly it was endings, really.

You know?

Marriage, career, fatherhood.

Yeah,

kind of like one long dirge on the road to your grave, right?

Well, I'm hoping for a resurrection.

Yours is unexpected.

Friend of yours?

Friends, yeah.

A man like you and I don't have friend's feet.

We're meant to be alone.

What else is there?

It speaks.

The work.

It's all that's left, what you've done.

This copycat, whoever he is, he's showing you up.

And if he keeps getting lucky, killing, what happens to your myth?

You'll be replaced.

She's pretty eager.

Wait, how do you think she'll fare?

As well as you?

You should have seen him, old boy.

Back then, so vital, so much life to live.

Now you're all alone, cooking up your little dinners in the dark.

What do you think?

Don't turn out the way it hoped you're here yeah

You gotta take credit for that yes, I have any comfort okay?

Killing stop killing us But they

haven't have they you know who's doing this don't you I?

Tell you what you bring me my family. I might remember Your family. My family.

Tell her.

Go ahead, tell her. Tell her about my fucking family, how they sold me out.

I'll tell you what.

Why don't you bring me my wife and my son?

Bring them to me for five minutes. Just leave me alone with them.

Go ahead. Five minutes. I'll tell you everything you want to know. I'll

whisper it right in your...

Really cute little ear.

Five minutes alone, me and them.

Don't worry about clean-up. Clean-up's easy.

Just hose down the room.

Okay, we're done.

You don't want to hear about the six-foot?

Tony Smith?

Tony Smith was five. Come on, keep up, tell her. You know, this guy's still out

there chasing.

He's on the ball. He's out there chasing still.

I'm not playing the games this time.

Yeah, well, your son is. Boy, he is on. How about those books of his, huh? The

detective character. Boy, he is trying to be you. Oh, he wants to be daddy.

But, you know, that's how it goes.

Because when you're denied your father's love, of course you mythologize him.

So find out who we're talking about.

Who you've become.

What did he mean back there?

Six victim.

I asked you a question.

First week, Tony Smith was missing, a thousand cops were searching for him.

A month later, a hundred.

A year after that, a dozen.

Now, there's only one.

Me.

Is there anything else you want to say, dear daddy?

Why didn't you believe me?

Visitor rules for East Jersey State Prison, checking for repeats, cross

-referencing criminal records, connections to Carter.

Good. I want every match released in the last five years, and someone needs to

reach out to the FBI's field office in Phoenix.

I'm sorry, what's in Phoenix?

Carter's wife and kid are in the witness protection program there, so if Carter

is having someone else do his killings for him, we need to let them know as

soon as possible.

You find something? Maybe.

Norman Collins visited Rahway last March, a few times last year.

I think you should take him.

You recently went to see an inmate at Rahway Prison.

Victor Tyler, yes.

May I ask why?

He's a fascinating man.

Life, for kidnapping and murder, you find that fascinating?

This was worn by a fairly notorious murderer in the 1960s.

It cost me a small fortune, but it's such a handsome piece.

and the provenance is inviolable.

All completely above board.

I'm very well respected in my field.

What field is that?

I'm a collector, like you.

You have your perps, your cases, your obsessions, when...

Ugly things happen to nice people. You want to know why and where and who.

For me, the interest is more in the how than the what.

No, thanks.

Come on.

We're humoring each other.

Can you feel that?

What?

What it must have been like.

Stabbing your husband 46 times in front of your best friends over a lost hand of

bridge.

Where were you the night of April 10th?

Traveling. To?

Boston for an exhibition.

Do you have anything to substantiate that?

I didn't have anything to do with those children being taken, Detective, if

that's what you're here about.

Well, well, well.

What the fuck do you want?

Mr. Tyler, a man named Norman Collins visited you about six months ago, twice

in one week.

I got no say who comes to see me.

Obviously.

You raped and you murdered a 12-year-old girl.

I think you got a pretty good situation here for doing something like that,

don't you?

It's my winning personality.

Did you ever pass anything between Norman Collins and Frank Carter?

Who's Frank Carter?

Maybe this will jog your memory.

Hmm.

Hmm? Why don't you two little piggies take your bullshit deal and cry we, we,

we, we all the way home?

It's not a deal.

It's an interstate prisoner transfer order.

I don't know what life's going to be like for you and Lewisburg, Mr. Tyler,

but I don't think it's going to be very good.

For a child rapist. Because you're going to need someone like Frank Carter to

protect you.

Otherwise, you're going to have a big problem.

You feel like talking now?

Dyson, talk to me.

Another package. The address was recognized before it was pulled from a

box. I don't want anybody knowing about this.

Already on it.

Jake's tape just dropped.

We have confirmation Carter's been talking to someone on the outside.

What?

I'm so sorry.

No, Jake was made to say those things.

He's alive. That's the most important thing.

Yeah, but... For how long?

Come on, let me take you home. Come on.

Hmm?

Okay.

What's with that crack?

Keeps opening up no matter how many times I try to plaster the damn thing

Thank

you

Tom we spoke to Frank Carter

you did he's had contact with someone on the outside to another inmate someone

named Victor Tyler He's a pedophile. And there was a burner phone found in

Tyler's cell.

Forensics is on that now. Pedophile.

Jesus fucking Christ.

What are you doing?

That's not going to help.

There's no booze in this house.

I know, I know, I know. It's unbearable, I know.

Jake's gonna come home, but it has to be to a safe home. I mean, his dad has to

be all right.

I was drinking the night he was... We had an argument. We had an argument. I

fucking yelled at him.

I had to walk out that door into the dark.

He had to feel so alone.

You know, when Rebecca died, he found her.

The bottom of the stairs, and now he can't even climb a fucking flight of

stairs.

I mean, I thought it'd be a good change moving here.

He held on to his mom's stuff.

Photos and notes and old diaries.

And this satchel, he called it his packet of special things.

Hey, when you left us...

Didn't you want to reach out?

Of course I did.

Every day.

Why didn't you? Weren't you curious?

You know, she never spoke badly about you. Not once, Mom.

Even after everything.

There were times before you guys moved away where your mother would say to me,

look, you can see him, but you can't be drinking.

And so I would see you, and I'd read your stories when you're about to go to

sleep. And I would tell you how much I love you, kiss you on the forehead.

And she gave me that.

Mr. Knight?

You're Mr. Knight.

You?

That was you?

There's an extra bed if you want to stay it's all made up

They were land battles.

Did you know about this?

What the fuck else is my dad not sharing?

This isn't the place.

What?

Oh, is God listening to us right now?

Maybe that's him with some leads.

Tell me we have a search warrant.

Where the fuck is this guy going?

Anything else you're not telling us?

Carter sent those letters to hurt my son, but I kept them secret to deny him

that. You still kept them.

Norman Collins would be impressed.

You talking prick.

What were you doing?

in the basement of 13 Garhold Street.

I don't know that address.

Norman, stop bullshitting us. The owner saw you.

If you're referring to the man who just attacked me, I've never seen him before

in my life. My guys just searched your place this morning, Mrs. Underline. So

are the others.

I like his stories.

What do you like about them?

He's got this dark mind, sort of like his daddy's.

And we talked to Victor Tyler.

We know that you used him to pass on a private note to Frank Carter and then a

burner phone so he could communicate with someone on the outside. And now

children are disappearing and turning up dead.

I don't know. It all points to you.

No. No, no, no, no, no. Then what?

He was just getting his autograph.

Another souvenir for your sicko collection.

I wouldn't hurt those kids, any kids.

Where the fuck is he going?

There's not enough to hold him. He's accounted for both nights the boys were

kidnapped. In Jake's case, that man was in another state.

So he couldn't have taken them? Not by himself.

Collins wanted press assault charges.

He still might.

I hurt him? Are you kidding? Garrett and Petey will only let you walk out of here

tonight if you go home with your father here and promise not to do anything else

stupid. This man knows who has my boy.

Please don't leave me.

I was just trying to protect you.

Yeah, well... Maybe that's the original sin of

fathers everywhere.

We can't.

I'll be right back.

What was Norman doing in the basement?

It really wasn't for Jake. What was he looking for?

Yeah.

Back here. Yeah, we're at Garhold Street.

We just found Tony Smith.

30 years.

Colin's new.

What are we doing sitting here?

Hey, we got another body over here.

Some kind of blunt instrument.

You better have a very good excuse for harassing... Hey! Hey!

We found Tony Smith's remains on the Garholt property this morning. And

another body.

Providence. That's what you collectors call where a thing comes from, right?

What's the Providence behind this?

That was acquired off market.

All above board though, right?

Dominic Barnett, that name ring a bell?

He was found stuffed in the wall of the basement. His skull bashed in.

I don't know. DNA will tell us if it's a match.

I want a lawyer.

You want it in this game?

You're in it.

I didn't hurt any children.

Okay.

I paid Frank Carter for access.

Access? Access to who?

Tony Smith?

Maybe grab something for your collection? Yes.

So he pointed you to Dominic Barnett?

Yeah. They were friends back in the day. Friends? No, they weren't friends. They

were accomplices. What happened between you and Dominic Barnett when you got to

the house? He, um... What happened?

He said, uh, he...

What happened?

In the basement.

Made me feel very small.

Saying that I was a tourist and that I was a peeping Tom.

That I could jerk off and never fuck. So you killed him? You killed him, didn't

you? And that I don't care about. All I care about is finding Jay Kennedy alive.

Do you understand?

I can't.

I can't go to prison.

You can't?

Well, that's too bad.

You're going to prison.

For a long time.

So you tell us everything we need to know right now.

You just said that you paid Frank Carter for access to his last victim, Tony

Smith, who was never found.

Is that a fair statement?

Yes. Paid with what?

Carter's in prison for life.

No use for money.

No family anymore. What did you trade?

I connected him with someone.

Who? Norman. Who did you connect him to?

Who, Norman?

I was the only one who ever saw it.

In the eyes.

In the eyes. Who are you talking about?

I just thought that, you know, they'd want to get to know each other. I never

thought that it was going to start again.

Norman, we need a name. Who is it?

The eyes.

The eyes. Who are you talking about?

We need a bus!

Help! We need a bus! Where's Jake?

Tell me, where's Jake? That's the one thing you can do. Tell me, where's Jake?

Please. Where is Jake?

Where's Jake?

Just tell me where he is, please.

Unit 2.

Stay with me.

was right. We should have beat whatever the hell we needed out of him.

Norman said that he thought Frank Carter would be interested in getting to know

this person. Why?

Why invest in someone you'll never know? Never meet?

Makes no sense.

Who is more important to Frank Carter than you?

What did Carter say to us when we were leaving?

The sixth victim?

No. About my son's novels.

He's trying to be you.

Pull up the interview with Frank Carter's wife.

That's the one.

Play it.

I was afraid for my son.

You don't have to be afraid anymore, Mrs. Carter.

You're safe now.

There's another boy still missing, though, and he might still be alive.

You can help us find him.

He's somebody's son, too.

I told you everything I know.

When we're denied our father's love, we mythologize him.

It's him.

Do you ever feel like a boy in the floor?

Underneath everyone's feet.

Who no one knows is there.

I do.

Did the boy in the floor go to sleep forever?

Are you going to make me go to sleep forever?

I'm going to bring you home.

After Carter's conviction, the family moved out west and assumed new

identities. We have no name, no ID.

We're negotiating with the FBI to release whatever records they do have

because technically Francis Jr. is still under their protection. In the meantime,

we need to canvass.

anyone and everyone in Hillcrest and the surrounding neighborhoods. If Francis

Jr. is here, someone knows where to find him. Let's go.

How's your grandson, Pete?

Good afternoon, Detective Amanda Beck, Garridan PD. I'm looking for Richard

Sharmitz.

Ah, Dr.

Sharmitz passed away about a year ago.

Oh, his name's still on the title. His family rents the house to me. He was a

mentor of mine.

I'm George Carrington.

Hi. You a child psychologist as well?

Teaching assistant.

Where?

Rose Terrace.

Do you know Jake Kennedy? He was a student there.

Not until they announced what happened.

I probably saw him running through the halls out at recess, but I work with the

special needs kids, so I wouldn't have known him by name.

Do you want to come in?

Did you by any chance know the Carter family back in the day? Frank and Jane,

their son, Francis Jr.? Of them.

My parents tried to keep me away from all that stuff.

Didn't work.

We know you've been in communication with your son, prodding him with these

killings. Boy left home, and now he's back.

Kind of lost.

He's back home now.

Did that surprise you?

Not really, no.

I mean, Francis has always been weak. Look how he...

I fucked up the first try.

I guess it's hard with kids.

Well, scary stories are like water.

They always find their way through the cracks.

I remember growing up in Fairlawn, there was this rhyme.

If you leave a door half open... Soon you'll hear the whisper spoken.

If your window's left unlatched, you'll hear him tapping at the glass.

If you're lonely, sad or blue.

The Whisper Man will come for you.

It's been a long time since I've heard that one.

I was making tea. You want a cup?

I get now why you always covered their faces.

I always thought it was because you couldn't look at them or you didn't want

them looking at you. Yeah, I could look at their faces just fine.

Oh, that's bullshit. Come on. You know there was someone you were imagining you

wanted to get a hold of, but you couldn't really get your hands on.

It's too painful, too messy, too close to home.

Well, home is where the heart is, Pete.

Is there some sort of connection between Frank Carter and Dr. Sharmus?

He counseled Carter's son.

According to records.

The lease must be stretched pretty thin.

No partner, I see.

Everybody has their ground to cover.

I know the parents will be relieved that you're chasing down some leads.

Yeah. Kids too, I'm guessing.

Francis is learning his own lessons right now.

What you did with your father?

The way he taught you.

Whispering to you in bed while he was fucking up the ass.

Better shut up. How'd you handle those situations, Frank? Did you wish he was

somewhere like the kid you took did too? Fuck you.

Your father went his appetite with his own son. But you, you were the weak one.

I actually respect you, Frank. You know that? You tried to stop yourself from

doing what you really wanted to do to your boy.

Yeah.

So you preyed on others.

When we catch his son, we're going to catch him very soon.

You're never going to hear from him again.

Oh, really?

So? So there's another possibility.

Jake,

you can tell me where he is.

Why would I do that before the deed? Because the whisper man, the real one,

isn't done yet.

Because there's only one child.

In this whole world that he truly, really wants.

And I can deliver him to you.

My son.

Here? A father does what needs to be done. Wouldn't you agree?

If you think of anyone that might know the Carter family, especially Francis

Jr., please have them call me, okay?

This is Beck. I need backup.

59 Hollerman Street.

I found her suspect.

I'll be back.

Jay Kennedy?

Scream.

UGH!

Detective Beck, leave a message.

Beck? Yeah.

It's me.

I spoke to Carter. I have a plan for Jake.

Garrison Police. What's your emergency?

I just saw the missing boy, Jake Kennedy.

He was with a man, Route 23 south of Sussex.

Dispatch 10-17, we have units en route.

Can I please have your name and a callback number?

Please pick up.

Ah!

Ah!

Come on! Come on! Go!

Dad!

Get Jake. Go get Jake.

Stay there.

Jake, close your eyes.

Just make it quick, Carter.

Skin to skin.

Like they said in the hospital, to bond you to me.

What's Pearl Jam?

What? A band.

Clearly failed as a father. It was their first concert, your mom and me.

She saved me.

Mommy?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, me too.

Can I go play?

Yeah, dude.

Get out there.

What are you doing in here?