All language subtitles for Chicago.PD.S07E19.WEBRip.x264-ION10

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- Hey, Jay, before you go...
- Yeah, what's up, Trudy?

- I've been holding on to mail
and notifications for Upton.

There's a few subpoenas,
not that I looked,

but there's some must-appear
court dates next week.

- Oh.
Uh, yeah.

I'll just--I'll cover these
till she gets back.

- [scoffs]
If she gets back.

- What are you talking about?

- The feds have
a really sneaky way

of holding on to good people.

They make them wear nice suits,
and they pay them really well.

- Well, Hailey doesn't like
nice suits.

- Uh-huh, I'm sure she doesn't.
You miss her, don't you?

- Yeah.
She's my partner.

- Of course.

- What do you say we get
something to eat?

I'm starving.
- Oh, uh...

You know, I'm a little tired.

I think I'm gonna call it
a day.

- Come on, there's a new place
in Old Town

that's supposed to be
really good.

- I'm sure it is.
I'm just not very hungry.

- So get a beer.
Watch me eat.

- [chuckles]
I, uh...

- Ah.

Copy, you--you have plans.
Got it.

- I would totally invite you--

- No, no, no.
It's good.

I'm glad you're out there
having fun.

- I'll see you tomorrow.
- Yeah, see you tomorrow.

- Okay.
- Have fun.

- ♪ I'm going to chapel

♪

♪ Going to chapel

♪

♪ Where we wed

♪

- Adam?
- Yeah?

- Do you want another one?

- Sheri, I already told you
I gotta work early tomorrow.

Don't tempt me.
- Oh, you're so responsible.

- No one has ever accused me
of that before.

- [chuckles]

I get outta here in 20 minutes.

If you can stay up that late...
- Yeah?

- Maybe we should just go back
to my place.

- ♪ In my melody,
in my way ♪

- [sighs]

I just asked you not to tempt
me, and here we go again.

Just like last week, huh?

Yeah, I'm gonna go outside,
I'm gonna get some fresh air,

and I'll see you in 20.

- All right.
- All right.

[chuckles]

♪

[coughs]

[ominous music]

♪

- [screaming]
- Hey!

- [screams]
- Hey!

Hey!

Hey!

♪

This is Adam Ruzek,
off-duty CPD.

Sir, I need your car!

I just witnessed
a possible kidnapping.

- What are you talking about?

- I'm CPD, give me your car.
- We have a babysitter at home.

- Give me your keys right now!
Now!

Move.

Young woman was violently
shoved into a silver SUV.

At least two offenders inside.
I'm in pursuit.

[tense music]

Come on, come on, come on,
come on, come on, come on.

♪

Aah!

Ugh.
Oh, son...

♪

- Uh-huh.

How you doing?

- Well, I'll tell you what.
Those airbags are no joke.

- A few cuts and bruises,
but no signs of a concussion.

He'll be fine.

- Can you give us a minute?
- Yeah.

- You know it's not
what it looks like.

- I sure hope not.
- [coughs]

I saw the kidnapping.

I commandeered the car
to give chase.

As I rounded the corner,

there were some pedestrians
in the street,

so I swerved to avoid them.

- You sure you saw
a kidnapping?

- I'm 100% sure.

There was at least
two kidnappers.

One of them was driving.

- Make and model
of the vehicle?

- A Silver Isuzu Rodeo.
Couldn't get the plates.

- Responding officer
smelled liquor on your breath.

I'm guessing
you're gonna blow high.

- Boss, I saw
a violent abduction.

I took action.

You know, drinking
or no drinking,

the woman needed help.

I'll take that beef
all week long.

- All right,
I'll talk to the patrolman,

make sure he understands
what happened.

- Thank you.

- Witnesses?
- Not many.

None sober.
Nobody saw the kidnapping.

- Yeah, the couple that owns
the car Adam used--

we got them to calm down.

Mostly.
We sent them home in a Lyft.

- All right, loop in
Halstead and Burgess.

Canvass for more witnesses,
security cams.

Let's find out what happened.

- Copy that.

- You got your head
in the game?

- I'm good.
- All right.

Let's head back
to the district,

put a pot of coffee on.

You're running point on this.
- All right.

- Hey.
You okay?

- Oh, yeah, I'm fine.
- Are you sure?

- Yes.

Boss, uh,

Platt's looking into all
new missing person's reports.

- All right,
let's start at the beginning.

Describe the woman
who was abducted.

- I only saw her briefly,

but she was a blonde Caucasian,
about 5'8", early 20s.

- What about the guy?
- I never saw his face.

He was wearing a brown jacket,

navy blue hoodie,
had gloves on.

I'd say 5'11", 170 pounds,
athletic build.

- Have we found any evidence
to corroborate Adam's account?

- No, sir, not yet.

There's no POD cameras
on that block.

- I'll go check businesses in
the area as soon as they open.

- I reached out
to all the districts,

combed through
the missing persons reports.

Nobody fitting
the woman's description

has been reported missing.

- Well, it's only been
three hours.

They probably don't know
she's gone yet.

- All right, so get
with a composite artist.

Generate a sketch.
Rest of you, keep digging.

Let's ID this woman

so we can find out
what happened to her.

- I thought you were
a city worker.

- Well, technically,
that's what a cop is.

- Really?

- Hey, thanks for seeing us.

Uh, did you happen to see
a woman who looked like this

last night?

- Uh, it's hard
to say for sure.

I mean, it gets pretty crazy
in here.

Right, officer?

- Look, Sheri, I'm sorry I
can't get into this right now.

A girl was kidnapped.

I gotta see
your security footage.

- PJ's the manager.
He's in back.

- I am sorry.

- I'm also gonna need credit
card receipts from last night.

- Yeah, I got them over here.

- Hey, hopefully, uh, you
didn't confess to any crimes.

- Call me old-fashioned.

I just like to know
who I'm sleeping with.

- Yeah, I get that.
I just--

Technically, he didn't lie.

He just, um,
left out some details.

- Yeah, important details.

The truth is,
it doesn't really matter.

He's just hung up on his ex.

It's all he talked about.

- Give the guy time.

I'll take this.
- Yeah.

- Thanks.

[dramatic music]

♪

- [sighs]
- I mean, that's it.

Now we know for sure
she wasn't in that bar.

- No.

All we have is this shot
of the back of her head

on the outside security cam,

and there's no cameras
along the way.

- Guys, I may have something.

I ran the names on those credit
card receipts you gave me.

- Ah, we just have bad news.

We just confirmed
she wasn't in the bar.

- Oh, I wasn't looking
at the bar.

I checked the social media
accounts of all the women

that were there.
- Mm-hmm.

- I mean, I cross-referenced
them to the neighborhood

and time of the abduction.

A tourist posted a story
on her Instagram.

I mean, this is
right outside of the bar

where you said
you saw everything.

- Great night with my girls.

[snaps]
- Can you blow that up?

[tense music]

- That's enough for facial rec.
- [sighs]

That's good work, Vanessa.
That's good work.

Okay, this is the woman
I saw get abducted,

Charlotte Henslow.

No one's reported her
missing yet,

but this is definitely her.

She's 21 years old.
She's got zero sheet.

- She's got the opposite
of a sheet.

She's like a saint.
Pulled up her Twitter feed.

She's really active
in her church,

tweets about helping
immigrants, homeless people...

- Pinged her phone.

The last read was on the block
she was abducted,

but it's
definitely cut off now.

- Her address
is in Edison Park.

3719 Bunker Hill.
It's a fancy neighborhood.

The house is in her father's
name, Wade Henslow,

CEO of Henslow
Family Furniture.

- Wait, that's the guy

from those late night
TV commercials, right?

- Yeah,
and according to his bio,

he's, like, a big holy roller.
He gives 20% of his profits

to Christian charities.

- Okay, so let's
dig into Charlotte.

Find out everything about her.

She's the daughter of one
of the richest men in Chicago.

That's probably our motive.

Adam, Kim.

Roll with me.

[dramatic music]

♪

[knocking]

♪

Wade Henslow?
- Yes?

Is there something
I can help you with?

- May we come in?
- Of course.

- Thanks.

- I can't believe it.

This can't be happening.
- We've got an eyewitness,

saw your daughter
being forced into a vehicle

last night.

- No.
No, no, no.

- Has anyone called you,
made any demands?

- No.
[door closes]

- What's going on, Wade?

- The police are here, honey.

- Well, why?
Did something happen?

Is this about Charlotte?

♪

Wade, tell me
what is happening here.

♪

- They're saying
she's been kidnapped.

- Oh, my--oh, my God.
N-n--

No, no, no, wait, no, no.
This isn't true.

I talked to her yesterday
on the way to the mission,

the clothing drive.
I'm'na call her,

and I'm gonna clear
this whole thing up.

She's--she's okay.
- Ma'am, ma'am.

It is true.

♪

And I think your husband
knows it's true.

- What are you--
what are you talking about?

- When we break the news
to parents

that their child's
been kidnapped,

the first thing they do
almost every single time

is try to contact their child,

like your wife's doing
right now.

You didn't reach
for your phone.

I think you talked to them,

and they probably warned you
not to talk to the police,

and you agreed.

- Wade?

Is this true?

Wade?

♪

- Sir, the clock is ticking.

Believe me,
we are your best chance

to get your daughter back.

- Yes, it's true.
- Oh, my God.

[cries]
- A man called--

- Sir, what were his demands?

- Uh, $2 million.

He texted me a video.
Charlotte is okay.

She's scared, but she's okay.

But the man said
that if I called the police,

he was gonna kill her.

- No.
No, no, no, no.

No, no, no, no, Ben.

They're gonna--
they're gonna kill--

they're gonna kill our baby.

- [whimpers]
- [crying]

♪

.

- Mrs. Henslow?

It's probably best if you leave
the room for this.

- I'm not going anywhere.

I'm her mother.

Whatever this is,
I need to see it.

- All right, so she stays.

All right,
go ahead and play it.

- Hello, Daddy.
Mom.

I don't know what's happening.
I'm okay.

But I'm scared.
[crying]

Please help me.

Whatever they ask you to do,
you have to do it.

The two men said
that they would kill me.

I'm so scared.

Please, Daddy,
you have to do what they say.

I wanna come home.

[mournful music]

- Oh.

♪

- All right, going forward,

we have to be on the same page.
That means no more secrets.

- I understand.

I got--I got nervous.

The man I talked to
was so adamant

about me not speaking
to the police, I--

I didn't wanna do anything

that would jeopardize
our daughter's safety.

- I get it.

All right, ma'am.

Here, get this over
to the OCD crime lab.

Look, these people--

they're gonna go through
every detail, every sound,

every word.

They're gonna
narrow down locations.

They're gonna find out
who sent this and from where.

I promise you, we are doing
everything we can to find her.

- Thank you.

- Thank you.

- It's okay.
You can take your time.

- [sighs]

You know, they tell you
to be the person

that you want your kids to be.

I guess I need her to be
really strong right now.

Do you have kids?

- No, I don't.

Um,

you said, uh, Charlotte
was volunteering last night?

- Yes, uh, she does once a week

at the Christian
Charity Mission.

- Okay.

- We have been so blessed
with Wade's business success.

Charlotte has always
felt compelled to give back

to the community.

- Was she headed home after?

- Um, no, she stays with
a friend who lives in the city

so that she doesn't have
to come home so late.

For her safety.

- Could I have
contact information

for that friend?

- Yes, I--
I have her phone number.

- I think Charlotte
sounds really lovely.

- Please...
just bring her home.

- Have you told anybody else
about the kidnapping?

- No.

- Do you have any idea
who might've taken Charlotte?

- No.

- You got any enemies, Wade?

- [scoffs]
Not that I'm aware of.

I try to lead
a clean and honest life.

You know,
I don't drink or gamble.

I'm a pretty boring guy.

- And the drop?
- What do you mean?

- The money.

You said he demanded money,
yes?

- Yeah, uh, I was putting
together the ransom

when you guys arrived.

- He give you instructions?

- No.

He said he would--
he would call

and uh, tell me
where to leave the cash,

and then he would release her.

- When was this call
supposed to be?

- He didn't say.
Look, I'm sorry

that I don't have more answers

for you guys, okay?

This is all happening
really fast.

- It's all right.
We're here now.

We're gonna figure this out.

Hey, listen, I'm gonna post
a couple of patrolmen

here in the house, okay?
They'll be out of sight.

We're gonna monitor
all your calls,

so anyone reaches out
to you or your wife,

we'll be on it.
Understand?

- Good, good.
That's good.

What can I do?
How else can I help?

- Just sit tight, best you can,
and let us do our job.

Listen, we are not going home
until we find her.

- Thank you.

Thank you.

- We know Charlotte walked from
the mission to her friend's.

Let's retrace her steps.

- That was Jay.
Whoever sent the video

bounced the location through
three different IP addresses.

- So there's no way
to trace it?

- No, but the video's
time stamped at 2:08.

That's only 15 minutes
after she was abducted,

so she wasn't taken far.

They're narrowing the grid
right now.

- Okay, good.
Coordinate with Jay.

Start sweeping for locations.
We gotta move fast.

[tense music]

- So we're working within
this five mile radius,

and we're looking at red brick
warehouse structures,

most likely closed down.
We sent the pictures to ISP.

The salt is leaching out
of the mortar in these bricks,

so the building has to be
at least a hundred years old.

- Copy.

Abandoned building that's
at least a hundred years old.

- That narrows it down.

- OCD just sent this over.

♪

- Okay, so there's, like,
a blast furnace door

that has the letters B and W
on it.

- I've got one 911 call
that might be a match

near the intersection
of Eshem and Berkeley.

That's two miles
for where Charlotte was taken.

A woman reported a female
screaming for help.

Beat cop responded
and there was no female,

but there was a traffic camera.

- Copy that.
Looking it up right now.

- Bingo, that's our SUV.
We got them.

- And there's our girl
trying to get away.

You guys hear that?

- Copy, we're at Eshem
and Berkeley facing West.

♪

- Turn right on Berkeley.
- Copy.

♪

- Three blocks, turn left
on Lyric.

- Approaching Lyric now.

We made the turn.
Now what?

[mouse clicking
and key clacks]

- Crap.

- What does that mean?
- What does that mean?

- That means we don't know yet.

- All right, bad scenario is,
we lost him somehow,

good scenario,
they dipped in somewhere

and we can't find them
on traffic cams

because you're right on top

of wherever it is
they're keeping her.

- I'm checking the, uh,
Cook County Assessor's Office

for all B and W businesses
in the area.

B and W,
B and W...

Bell and Whitney Steel,
foreclosed in 1998.

That's gotta be it.
- Okay, so where is it?

- It--it's right up there.

♪

We got a possible location,
2930 Wilson Avenue.

We're dropping anchor.

- Copy that.
We're on our way.

- Just so you know,

the woman at the bar told me
you were sleeping with her.

- Yeah, well, we were.

We are, so...

- Okay.

- Ruzek, almost there.

ETA two minutes.

- [sighs]

Team's en route.
- Okay, let's gear up.

- Thank you.

♪

- Let's move.

Rojas, this is the room.
- Yeah.

- We're in the room where
Charlotte was being held.

It's empty.

- Jay.

[dramatic music]

Body.

♪

I got another one.

- Sarge, I got two male DOAs
back here.

Gunshot wounds.
No Charlotte.

- Copy that.
I'll call it in.

- What the hell happened?

.

- Gotta confirm
with ballistics,

but it appears these two
engaged in a firefight.

They shot each other.
- Well, we found one kidnapper.

The other's still out there
with Charlotte.

We got IDs
on either of these guys?

- Yeah.

The guy in the hood
is the same guy I followed

outside of the bar.

His name is Blake Larson.

He's 38,
from Champaign, Illinois.

- He got a sheet?
- It's clean.

And the older gentleman
right here with the nine--

he's an ex-cop, boss.
His name's Kenny Burroughs.

He owns his own
security company.

- Well, let me guess.

He ran security
for Wade Henslow?

- Yes, sir.
For the last ten years.

- So Wade went behind our back,

and hired his own security guy
to find his daughter,

and it went bad.
- Real bad, I'd say.

- Sarge.

You know what doesn't add up?
- Huh?

- We've been searching nonstop,

and I think we're pretty good
at what we do.

How the hell did this guy
beat us here?

[mysterious music]

- We agreed, no more secrets.
- Sergeant, what is going on?

- You hired your own security
guy to rescue Charlotte.

- Kenny Burroughs.
I've known him for years.

I trust him
more than anyone I know.

- Yeah, well the problem is,
you bet on the wrong horse.

Kenny's dead.

[dramatic music]

- What about Charlotte?
- We're still looking.

But, Wade,

you gave Kenny information
you didn't give us

to help him track
the kidnappers.

I think you know who took
your daughter, don't you?

♪

Don't you!?

- Mr. Larson.
- Just give us a name.

- Okay.
Gary Stevens.

His name is Gary Stevens.

- Okay, who is Gary Stevens?

- He's a father
of a former employee of mine,

Dylan Stevens.

- Okay.
All right.

- He was a troubled kid, okay?

He starts making up
all these stories, right?

And his father
tries to blackmail me.

Can you imagine?
Tries to blackmail me.

The whole thing is a shakedown.

He's just trying
to get money out of me.

- Listen, your friend Kenny,
the ex-cop--

when he went there,
he had the $2 million?

- No, no, no, no.

He thought it was better
to go in covertly.

He said delivering the ransom
was a bad idea.

- Uh-huh.

- Look, I am telling you
exactly what happened.

I'm telling you
everything I know.

I'm just trying
to get my daughter back.

♪

- Okay, we got anything?

- So Gary Stevens
from Champaign, Illinois.

55 years old,

worked in construction
up until a couple years ago.

He got hurt on the job.
Workman's comp got denied.

Two liens on his house.
Yeah.

Now get this.

Uh, Blake Larson,
our dead hoodie,

is Gary's cousin.
Blake worked in IT.

He got laid off
a couple months ago.

- So they're broke,
they try to blackmail Wade,

it doesn't work,
and they kidnap his daughter?

I mean, it's possible.

- All right,
what about Gary's son?

What's his story?

- Dylan Stevens, 24 years old.

He did work for Wade's company
for about two years.

- He also has
one prior misdemeanor

for drug possession,

and he spent three months
in a mental health facility.

- Okay, well, where is he now?
- He's actually missing.

He's been gone for two weeks.

His father filed
a missing person report.

Detective Parker out of
Area North handled the paper.

- Okay, you two contact Parker.

Get him down to unit.
Find out what he knows.

- On it.

- Dylan Stevens
was a grown-ass man

with a history
of drugs and mental illness.

- So you never looked
into the disappearance.

- I'm not saying that at all.
We dug into it,

but there really wasn't
much we could do.

That kid could've
been anywhere.

- Okay, what did his father
say when he called?

- He said that, uh,
he thought his son Dylan

was having an affair
with a Wade Henslow.

You know, that dude
from the furniture commercials?

And he was convinced

that Wade had something to do
with his son's disappearance.

Now, I asked for proof,
evidence.

The father
didn't really have any.

The only thing he said was that
Dylan was supposed to come home

for his dad's birthday.

They had a big dinner planned
that was, uh,

ch-ch-ch,
two weeks ago.

He said that, uh,
Dylan called around 10:00 a.m.,

Said he had a meeting
with Wade Henslow that day.

He was gonna be
a little bit late.

And that was it.

Never saw his son again
after that.

- You talked to Wade Henslow?
- I did.

Said he hadn't seen Dylan
in a few months.

No idea why the father
would say what he said.

- Anything else?
- Yeah.

He said the father showed up
at his house a few times,

made a few threats.

I asked Henslow if he wanted
to file a restraining order,

but he refused.
Said he had his own security.

- Why didn't you
go hard on Henslow?

- 'Cause he seemed credible.

The father, Gary Stevens--

now, he's the one
that seemed unhinged.

And like I said,

the son had a history of
drug abuse and mental illness.

- Detective Parker said
that Gary Steven's son, Dylan,

went missing March 28th.

We ran tollbooths, red light
cameras, parking meters,

I mean, the works,
and we found something.

- We got a hit
on Wade Henslow's Range Rover

over at a parking meter
on Catalpa Avenue.

We pulled surveillance
from a nearby auto parts shop.

- Good work.

You wanna explain this?

That's the same day

you told Detective Parker
that you didn't see the kid.

- It's not what it looks like.

- I'm looking at a picture.
I know what I see.

- It was just a hug.
That's all it was.

- Wade.

You don't stop lying,
your daughter's gonna die.

- Sergeant, I'm not lying.

- You were in a relationship
with Dylan Stevens, yes?

- Yes, but not that kind
of relationship.

- Okay, what kind
of relationship was it?

- [sighs] I knew Dylan
from one of my stores.

He seemed like a good kid,
but he had a lot of issues

with drugs and mental illness.

His life was falling apart,

and he was threatening
to commit suicide,

so I tried to help him.

I tried to give him
a little bit of hope.

- Sarge?
We got something.

♪

- You're not going anywhere.

- Patrol drove
by Dylan Stevens' last known.

The Silver Isuzu
from the kidnapping

is parked right outside.

- Good, tell them hold tight,
we're on our way.

- You got it.

[tense music]

♪

[gunshots]

- 10-1, 10-1.
Shots fired at the police,

and we're pinned down
at 51 Whitecrest.

I repeat, 51 Whitecrest.
- I got Charlotte!

Make any move to come inside,
and I will kill her!

- D-21 Squad, advise
third district commander.

I need
every available patrolman.

We got a hostage
barricade situation.

♪

.

[tense music]

♪

- Thank you.
- You good?

- Oh, yeah.

- His position's looking down

on the only entrance.
We can't breach.

- All right, grab a long gun.
Get an elevated position.

On my order.
- Copy that.

- We got a cell phone number
for Gary Stevens.

- Okay, good.
- Line's open.

- Hi, Gary.

This is Sergeant Hank Voight.

First thing, I need to know
that Charlotte's okay.

- The girl is fine.

- I need proof.

- I'm okay.

- All right,
that's a real good start, Gary.

Listen,
the best way out of this

is for you to just release
Charlotte unharmed.

You do that,
I can guarantee your safety.

- No,
not until I get what I want.

- Okay, let's talk about that.

Now, Wade Henslow said you
demanded $2 million.

- He's a liar.
I never said I wanted money.

♪

- Okay, well, let's talk
about what you do want, Gary.

- Bring Wade here.

He has to tell me
what he did to my son.

If not,
I will kill his daughter.

- All right, Gary,
I understand you got a beef.

But you gotta understand

Charlotte's got nothing
to do with this.

I mean, she's an innocent.
- You got one hour.

- Get Wade Henslow.
- Uh-huh.

- Drag his ass here now.

♪

Jay, you got a visual?

- I'm locked on the window.
No target.

- You get a shot, you take it.

- Sergeant, what's happening?
How's my daughter?

Is she okay?

- Gary Stevens says
he never demanded money.

- Of course he did.
- He thinks you hurt his son.

He says
if you don't come clean,

he's gonna kill your daughter.

- That's insane, Sergeant.

He's just saying things
to make you--

what's the plan?
Can you take him out?

- It's too risky.
- So what's your play?

- The play is for you to
tell us what actually happened.

What the hell
is he talking about?

- What happened is there's
a deranged man in that room

with a gun
to my daughter's head.

What more do you guys
need to know?

[phone buzzes]

- Go ahead, Gary.
I'm listening.

- What the hell is going on?

- Listen,
we're making progress.

I've got Wade Henslow
right here.

- I don't believe you.

- I'm here, Gary.

I'll pay you whatever you want.
Just let my daughter go.

- You know I don't want money,
Wade.

Just tell me
and these policemen

what happened to my son!
- I don't know.

He was fine the last time
I saw him, I swear.

- You think you can
just keep jerking me around?

- I'm not.
I swear to God.

- Look up here, Wade!
You think I'm joking?

You want your daughter to die?
- No, please don't.

- Gary, put the gun down.
- Where's my son?

- Put the gun down.
- I don't know!

- So help me, God, Wade,
I will kill her.

- Charlotte!
[cries]

He's lying--he's lying to you.

He's lying!
- Is he?

'Cause you been lying to me
all along.

Now were you sleeping
with his son?

Were you!?

And you killed him
because you were afraid

he was gonna tell the world
you're gay?

- I'm tired of waiting.
You got ten seconds, Wade.

- [cries]
- Ruzek, go now!

- You with me!
- Move!

I swear to God.
- Seven, six, five...

- You let your daughter die,
I will kill you myself.

- Four, three, two...
- I didn't do anything.

[gunshot]
[cries]

- Everybody stand down!

Stand down!
Jay, was that you?

- I got a partial.
I took the only shot I had.

- Breach!
Breach now!

- Crossing.

Grab that ram, Nina.

Grab that ram.

- Got it.
- You ready?

♪

Hit it.

Yeah.

- Hold here.

- Take one more step,
and I will kill her!

- No, you will not.

Gary, there's another way
out of this, all right?

Just stay calm.

Keep everybody back, okay?

- Copy.
I gotcha.

- All right, Gary,

everybody's gonna stay back,

but I gotta come in there,
you understand?

- Stay out!
- Gary.

If you want us to meet
your demands,

I gotta confirm
that Charlotte's okay

which means
I gotta come in there.

Okay?

All right, I'm gonna move in.

All right,
I don't wanna hurt you.

Okay, you see my hand?

Nice and easy.

- Put the gun down!
- I'm not putting my gun down.

I don't put my gun down
until you put your gun down.

That's how this works.
Just take it easy.

- I need to find my son!

- I know you do.
Of course you do.

You're a good dad.
You love your kid.

And that's part of the reason
why we're here.

We wanna help you find
your boy, all right?

But we can't do it
under these circumstances.

You understand
what I'm saying to you?

You gotta put the gun down.

- Not until I find answers!
- [cries]

- Charlotte--Gary,
he's not gonna hurt you.

Are you, Gary?
You're not gonna hurt her.

You're not gonna hurt this girl

who's got nothing
to do with this,

who's done nothing to you.

She's got nothing
to do with it.

She's just a kid.

About the same age as your boy.

Right?

Right?

It's all right.

Gary.

Put the gun down.
You need a doctor, man.

You need a doctor, Gary.

- Stay back!
- Okay, okay.

All right, all right.
- You good, Ruz?

- We're good!
We're good.

We're gonna do this your way.

I'm gonna open a line
of communication to my team,

and together,
we're all gonna find your son.

Okay?

- If this is a trick,
I will kill her.

- It is not a trick.

I'm'na sit right here with you.
Nobody else is coming in.

Okay?

Sarge, I'm sitting here
with Gary and Charlotte.

Charlotte's okay.

Gary's refusing
medical attention,

and the three of us are gonna
sit tight right here

until we figure
this thing out.

- Sarge, what's the order?
Am I clear

if I get another shot?

- Everybody stay in
your position, hold your fire.

Nobody has a green light.

- Sarge, we got something.
- Okay.

- We were finally able to pull
the GPS from Wade's Range Rover

on the day that Dylan
disappeared, March 27th.

- Where was he going?

- After Wade met Dylan,
he went home,

but the car idled at Baker Park
for 30 minutes.

- Yeah, I got a photo
from an intersection

by the park as he's leaving.

That's Dylan's coat, and it
looks like he's slumped over.

- All right,
head over to Wade's house.

Find that Range Rover.

Have an evidence tech
and a K-9 unit meet you there.

- This is a setup.

You're stringing me along.

- No, we're working with you.

All right, give me
some more information.

Tell me more about the day
that Dylan disappeared.

- I already went to the cops.
They didn't do a damn thing.

- They might've
missed something.

What about the, uh, last
phone call you had with Dylan?

It was on your birthday, yeah?

You hear anything
on the other end of the line?

A plane, a train,
an automobile?

Anything specific like that?

- No.

[suspenseful synth music]

But I was worried.

♪

- Why?

♪

- Dylan told me
he was gonna confront Wade

about his lies.
- What lies were those?

- Wade kept promising
he was gonna leave his family

so he and Dylan
could finally be together.

I think Wade killed my son

so his family
would never have to know.

You have no idea who your
father really is, do you?

- Gary, just talk to me, okay?

Talk to me.

This is all good stuff.

We're gonna look into this,
okay?

Just give us
a little more time.

- We're not going anywhere.

♪

- I know.

.

[tense music]

♪

[knocking]

- Mrs. Henslow?

We're looking for
your husband's Range Rover.

- Did you find Charlotte?
- She's alive.

I need permission to search
that car right now.

- Why aren't you trying
to save my daughter?

- We are.

Your husband is the reason
your daughter was kidnapped.

He was having an affair
with the kidnapper's son.

- What?
That's crazy.

- I know it's crazy,
but it's true.

- No, he's not like that.

- These are surveillance photos
taken from two weeks ago.

Your husband
was the last person seen

with this young man.

- So...

- We tracked his movements.
He came back here.

- This can't be--

- We don't have time for this,
Mrs. Henslow.

Help me save your daughter
and take me to that damn car.

Anything?

- Burgess!
- Yeah?

- Somebody tried to clean this
out, but they missed something.

- Blood.
- That's right.

- Oh, my God.

- Hey, hey, hey.
No, no, no.

What happened here?
Tell me what happened here.

You helped your husband?
- No.

- Are you sure?

- No, I don't even know
what you're talking about.

- Okay, Laura, I believe you,
but now I need you to think.

I need you to think
really hard.

March 28th was two weeks ago.
It was a Saturday.

Do you remember anything
out of the ordinary?

- No, I was out with Charlotte.

We always have lunch together
on Saturday afternoons.

- Okay, what about
when you came home?

Where was your husband?

- He was here.
He was--

- What?

Laura, that's it.
What?

Come on.
- He was in the woods.

Behind the yard.

When he came in,
he had mud on his clothes.

It didn't make any sense.

- Rojas, get the dogs.
Watch her.

[barking]

- Gary.

Gary, we're making progress.

We got a bunch of people
out looking.

But listen to me, man.

Right now, we need to get you
some medical attention.

- No.

[dramatic music]

Not until I find my son.

- Yeah, you're not gonna
make it that far.

- I don't care.

♪

I want my son.

♪

- Okay.

Okay.

- The dogs sniffed out a spot
back here.

It's a body.

[camera shutter snaps]
- Sarge, we found Dylan.

♪

- Come on.

Partner's right outside
the door.

- [cries]

[gasps]
- All right.

Kev, Charlotte's coming out.

- Roger.
Got you.

[cell phone chimes]

- Gary.

Gary.

- Hmm?

- We found your boy.

[somber music]

♪

Sorry.

- Charlotte.
Sweetheart...

Honey, I'm so glad you're safe.

- Man, you got lucky.

He was gonna put a bullet
in your daughter's head

'cause you don't have the guts
to cop to who you really are.

- You don't understand.

- Get this piece of garbage
out of my sight.

Book him for murder.

- [sighs]
Oh, my God.

- Yep, hell of a day.
- Yeah.

[sighs]

What do you think?
You wanna get some dinner?

- No.
[chuckles]

Adam, you don't have
to do that.

It's o--it's okay.
- No, no, no, no.

I wanna do that.
- It's okay.

- I'd like to.
Please?

- Adam.
- I gotta tell you,

I've been trying to have some
fun, get my mind off of things,

but I...

cannot seem to do that.

Everything I think
is gonna make me happy

ends up just kinda
making me sad, you know?

- Yeah.

- But I think that going
to dinner with you--

that'd make me smile.

- [chuckles]

[laughs]

Yeah.

Yeah,
that'll make me smile too.

- Okay then.
- [laughs]

- New place in Old Town?

- [laughs]
Yeah.

.

[dark investigative music]

♪

[wolf howls]