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...then Deputies Godfrey and Martinez

drove halfway across the state before booking Pablo Cordova.

I wouldn't know, sir.

I wasn't there.

But you knew what was going down.

A little detour in a motel bathtub

on the wrong end of a Taser...

wasn't it, Deputy?

Like I said, I wouldn't know that.

Concealing that knowledge is misprison of a felony.

Federal time.

Misprision... of a... felony.

I'm well aware of the law, sir.

Of course you are.

Law Review, Georgetown.

Your father's an important man in Washington.

But I'm still gonna polygraph you.

Now give me your story, and I'll get you immunity.

Or you can become a target in my investigation.

Hey.

Congratulations. What's that?

Natalie-- she told me you guys got engaged?

Thanks, Daisy.

We haven't announced it yet, but, uh...

Well, congratulations.

Hey.

Hey.

It's a full moon out.

You care to join me?

I haven't looked at the stars for a while.

You know that?

Used to do this a lot.

So how you doing?

You miss Mexico?

You know, I know what you did, what you...

must have done.

Annie... No.

I mean, that's your badge, your career.

Listen, there was never even a choice.

You know...

...I thought that I was never gonna see you again.

And, um...

What?

What are you thinking?

Eh, I don't know.

You know what?

Just forget about it. It's fine.

I don't want to forget it.

I'm just...

I'm glad you got back in one piece.

You know?

There was a moment there

that I didn't think I'd see you again, either.

Let go of me, you sick son of a bitch!

I know what you did.

Hey!

Oh, Justin.

Hey, I just, uh...

I just thought I heard something.

Hey, George.

Yeah, everything all right over here? Uh...

Oh, yeah. Sorry.

Uh, Sofia was watching some crazy movie.

I had to turn it down.

Ah...

Well, I guess you got a call, huh?

Yup. Got to go in.

Clear up some paperwork-- that thing in Sugarland.

Ah.

You work too hard, you know?

Yeah.

- You do me a favor, George? - Yeah.

You keep an eye on things around here for me?

I normally do. Great.

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Sergeant Justin Tate,

Harris County Sheriff's Department.

Never thought we'd be going after one of our own.

That the wife's car?

Yeah. Dumped it here two days ago.

Laredo PD would have I.D.'d it earlier if Tate

hadn't have popped off the plates and the VIN number.

CSU found his wife's blood on the steering wheel.

Got himself a head start.

Thinks like a cop.

Ten years on the job.

We're gonna need

his personnel file, work PC, okay?

Any history of domestic violence?

None. That's why the news was so shocking.

Happy wife, happy life.

So we thought.

Neighbor found the body

right after Tate took off.

He leave behind any kids?

No, thank God.

Funky rubber bands.

Found 'em in the car.

Bag of tricks, huh?

He clear out his bank account?

About ten grand.

He's probably halfway to Puerto Vallarta by now.

I'm gonna contact our liaison in Mexico City,

have them cover all the bases in Nuevo Laredo.

If he's even there.

Large white male?

He's gonna need a lot

of cash to stay hidden in Mexico.

Got to grease a lot of palms.

What do you mean?

He dumped the car here at the border.

Exactly.

Why didn't he keep driving it down into Mexico?

I don't know. And why do you think he abandoned it here?

So that you'd think he went to Mexico.

Guy's two steps ahead.

Y'all are serious.

You think he's still in this country?

Maybe. I'm not gonna let him know that.

I want to issue a statement to the press.

Annie, check this out.

Evidence bag.

It was in the trunk. Tape's broken,

but you can still read the case number.

Tate stole evidence?

Contacted the Sheriff's Department.

It's from an identity theft and fraud case.

Identity theft.

This guy is three steps ahead.

Get a list of inventory for that case.

I want to know exactly what was in that bag.

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♪ ♪

Hey, Luke.

What are you working on, brother?

Justin Tate was a cop,

so he knows the best identity to steal

is one from someone who just died.

So, I checked all the recent deaths of white males

close to his age.

Got five possible names--

three from car accidents, two from natural causes.

You know, Tate dumped his car.

Crosscheck the name of those dead guys with all...

With the DMV?

See if he tried

to register a car in their name? On it.

Check the name with all three credit bureaus, too,

in case a credit card pops up...

I'm all over it, man.

You know, hey, how...?

how did it go with the headhunters at Internal Affairs?

You know I can't talk about that, Marco.

Right.

Of course not.

Bingo. Got a 35-year-old biker named Ethan Sawyer who had

his credit checked two days ago.

Ten days after he died.

Where?

Dallas.

Car dealer just gave a dead man a loan.

Sure, Ethan Sawyer.

Big guy.

Sold him a classic '67 GTO.

Ethan Sawyer is dead.

The guy you sold the car to stole his identity.

That mean I'm not gonna get my payments?

No, you're not.

We're gonna need all the vitals

on that GTO-- make, model,

VIN number, everything you've got.

That's a nice catch by Luke.

Well, he grows stronger with the Force.

Is he still talking to Internal Affairs?

I don't know. He won't talk about it.

You think he's gonna drop us in the grease?

He's the one who fought us tooth and nail

on this Cordova thing, Jimmy.

Working over that scumbag

saved Annie's life, and you know it.

I know. He's in the loop.

They're gonna polygraph him, you know?

All right, well, he's either gonna fail,

or he's gonna cut a deal.

The kid's political. He won't want to ruin his future.

Well, this is Texas.

Could probably get him elected governor.

Here you go.

Fooled me, gentlemen.

Looks like Tate changed his look. You know,

he told me he was a cop. You believe that?

He was... until he killed his wife.

Uh, there's something else.

He, um...

He asked me if I knew where to get a set of snow tires.

You don't get that every day in Texas.

He's definitely not headed south.

By the time she gets back from ballet and piano,

there isn't enough time.

It's just too much homework.

Wait till sixth grade.

Gets even worse.

You have a sixth grader?

Yeah-- Christine.

11 going on 18.

Miss her to death.

Aw...

Where is she? Oh, she's with her mom

in Springfield.

I get custody every other weekend.

I'm Ethan, by the way. Sorry.

Oh, hi. Sandra.

This is my friend Abby.

Hi. Hi there.

So I, uh...

relocated for the merger recently.

Still kind of settling in.

And you said you had a fifth-grader, yeah?

Mm, yes, my Zoe,

almost 11.

Oh, look at her.

She's gonna be a heartbreaker.

Look at her.

Did you get a sitter tonight?

Hmm, no, she begged me to let her

spend the night at a friend's house.

Oh. So here we are.

You know,

I do have to get up early for work tomorrow, Sandra.

You know, if you'd like, I can

drop you off later or call a taxi.

It's up to you.

Really?

You wouldn't mind? No,

not at all.

Marco.

Please tell me you guys got some sleep last night.

Oh, God.

I had Bouf clone the hard drive

on Tate's work PC.

Sergeant Tate deleted everything.

But neglected to overwrite the drive...

Restored it to see

if Tate pulled up any destinations

or communicated with anybody who might help him flee.

Yeah, like a fellow officer at the sheriff's department.

We found this.

SingleParentLinkUp.com?

Yeah, it's an online dating service for single parents.

It's definitely NSFW.

What do you mean "N"-- what-what's that?

Not safe for work.

Yeah, you guys really need to warn

half those deputies upstairs.

Those guys seriously need

to clean their browser histories off.

Lot of disturbing fetishes.

Tate went on this site ten times a day.

Looking to step out on the missus, I guess.

Maybe he's not getting any at home.

He started going after single moms?

Easy targets.

But hard to shake.

We also found a series

of private messages between Tate

and one woman in particular.

Tracked her IP address.

Heather Nichols.

Lives in Oak Park. You know, Marco,

Tate had a mistress.

Could be aiding and abetting.

Or his next victim.

Heather Nichols,

his other woman.

Drives that silver Chrysler minivan.

Soccer mom got a whole lot more than she bargained for

dealing with this guy.

Another reason why I don't date online.

Hmm.

Everybody lies.

Yeah, Daisy, you, you talk to Luke

about what's going down with IA?

Why, 'cause I slept with him?

Because he's not had to deal

with Internal Affairs before.

We haven't talked about it.

He doesn't seem rattled, though.

Is that a good thing?

Oh, come on, you don't think that he'd cut a deal?

I don't know, Daisy, that's why I'm asking you.

There she is.

Tate could be in that car.

Silver minivan

pulling out.

Out of the car!

Hands where I can see 'em!

Mom, what's going on?

It's okay, honey.

It's clear.

Hey, Christine, Deputy Frost needs

to talk to your mom for a second.

It's okay.

I-I'm sorry, I just-- I panicked.

I-I thought you might be Tate.

Ever since I heard what happened...

You heard what happened? He contacted you?

No. I haven't seen him since I saw him on the news.

I was so freaked out, I didn't know what to tell Christine.

How long did you date him?

Almost a year.

I swear, I didn't even know he had a wife.

So, what, he told you he was divorced?

He told me that there was a custody dispute,

that his daughter would be moving here soon.

He doesn't have a daughter.

He showed me a photo on his cell phone.

I believed him.

I mean, he was a cop, right?

Do you have any idea where he could have gone?

Family, friends?

I don't know anything anymore.

You know...

he was the only guy since Christine's father

that I ever brought home.

I thought he was the perfect father figure.

This is about Justin, isn't it?

Justin?

Yeah.

What do you know about that, Christine?

I know you're cops, and Justin's a cop

and now he's gone.

We're marshals, and we're just here

to ask your mom a few questions.

Has Justin called here in the last few days?

Not for me.

And what about your mom?

You'd have to ask her.

Is he ever coming back?

Are you worried that he will?

No.

Justin's always nice to me.

Way cooler than my mom.

He gave you these, didn't he?

He buys you things, gifts?

Everybody at school wears these.

Does Justin ever call here just to talk to you?

- No. - Christine, I'm gonna ask you

a hard question, and I really need you to tell me the truth.

I want you to leave.

Did Justin ever touch you?

Thanks for letting me check my e-mail.

Big help.

My pleasure.

Wow, something smells good.

Good morning.

Morning.

Mom,

you forgot to pack my... Oh, hey, honey,

I-I thought you were going straight to practice

from Lilly's.

I need my shin guards.

Oh.

Damn.

Sorry.

So you must be Zoe?

Zoe, this is Ethan.

You play soccer, huh?

You look like a midfielder.

I play defense. Oh.

That's what I used to play.

You played soccer? Yeah,

back in high school.

Now I just coach, you know.

I have a daughter about your age.

Cool.

I got to go, Mom.

Lilly's mom is waiting outside.

Have fun.

Whew.

Nice save.

You know, I think she even smiled at me.

Well, Mom's got a life, too, right?

Listen...

I feel like I should, you know, pay you back

for all your hospitality.

Pay me back?

Oh, I didn't tell you.

I cook, too.

Oh, you are too good to be true.

Hey.

What's going on?

We need to set a trap- and-trace on her phone.

He could contact her again.

Okay.

And Heather needs to get Christine

checked out immediately.

Checked out, like...? By a doctor, yeah.

What's going on?

What's wrong?

What's wrong?

Daisy,

how's the girl?

In denial.

Pretty sure Tate touched her.

Mother's getting her to see somebody.

How old?

She's 12.

Heather Nichols

finally finds a decent guy to bring home to her family,

you know? The guy's a police officer, church volunteer.

Well, maybe Tate's wife figured out what was going on.

We had Tate wrong.

He wasn't online looking for single moms.

He was going after the daughters.

He's gonna do it again.

Then that's how we're going to catch him.

Oh. Oh, hey, Zoe.

Uh, is your mom here?

Oh, she doesn't get home till 5:30.

Oh, uh, right.

I guess I'm early.

I... I'll just... I'll come back.

Don't be a dork.

Come on. Come on.

Thanks.

Is this right?

Whoa, not only is that right,

that's perfect.

Here. Can I show you a trick?

Yeah.

Here. Let me show you something.

Hold the tomato like this.

Chop the bottom off.

And then just keep twisting around

and around, and around.

And ta-da! Flower tomato.

Cool.

I could teach you, Christine.

Christine?

Oh, I'm sorry-- Zoe.

It's just you remind me so much of my daughter.

So...

you a Justin Bieber fan?

Why?

Well, I just might have something for you.

How'd you like to go see him live?

Yeah!

Thank you.

Annie, I got something.

Tate just used Ethan Sawyer's credit card.

Where?

At a gas station in Pevely, Missouri,

just south of St. Louis.

Didn't Tate's personnel file say he went to school

outside of St. Louis?

Yeah. He did a couple years

at a junior college in Richmond Heights.

So he knows the area.

He might have friends there.

It's also urban.

It's a good place

to start a new life with a new name.

Let's get St. Louis PD looking

for the car that he bought in Dallas.

I'll have them check the hotels and motels in the area.

If Tate's still using Ethan Sawyer's identity...

Means your press release worked.

Son of a bitch has no idea we're onto him.

He's not gonna see us coming.

You want to be widowed or divorced?

I don't know.

What's hotter?

How about never married?

Okay. "Never married" it is.

MetroMILF.com?

Your name is Hope Wilson.

You live in St. Louis.

You're athletic, play the piano.

I'm looking for love,

but also a man who is good with kids.

My daughter Beth is ten.

Same age Christine Nichols was

when Tate started dating her mom.

You think he's going to bite?

Tate found Christine and Heather Nichols online.

I mean, it worked for him once; he might try it again.

Yeah. I'll post this profile on all the dating sites Tate used.

Excuse me.

Hmm.

Never married?

Where was that photo taken?

At a cookout at Natalie's.

Oh, yeah? Where was I?

Inside.

Game was on.

Jimmy.

Congratulations.

I heard about your engagement.

Yeah. I was just waiting for the right time to tell you.

The other night on my roof.

Did you give her a ring, too?

Yeah.

I'm happy for you.

Thanks, Annie.

One Adam 12.

Vehicle of Wanted Suspect Justin Tate,

motel, 129 Yates Ford Road.

Do exactly as I say.

Welcome to St. Louis.

Got a present for you guys.

Local PD just spotted Tate's car.

The motel,

in Lindenwood Park, about five miles from here.

He staying at the motel?

We don't know that yet.

He may have just ditched the car there.

Get us there. Come on.

Hey. Who called in the cavalry?

The officer that called it in has stopped responding.

He's missing.

Got blood over here.

Officer down!

Hey.

You okay?

Did he hurt you?

He shot the policeman.

He shot him!

Damn it!

DISPATCHER All units, be advised.

Suspect has fled in a stolen police cruiser,

number One Adam 12.

Direction is unknown.

Suspect is armed and dangerous.

Damn it. Damn it.

I repeat. Suspect is armed and dangerous.

You know it's hard to imagine Tate being a cop himself.

BOLO's out on that cruiser.

Can't be more than 15 miles away.

Listen, Tate knows we're after his ass.

He'll ditch the cruiser the first chance he gets.

See you in a sec, huh?

Okay.

Was the girl, um...

No... Tate didn't touch her.

He didn't get the chance.

At least the officer didn't die for nothing.

Yeah.

So he had tickets to a Justin Bieber concert.

He convinced her not to tell her mom.

He said it was gonna be "their little secret."

He tried grooming her like Christine, Annie.

In half the time. He's gonna get desperate now.

We have got to get to this guy

before he grabs the next little girl.

If you were him, what's your next move?

Excuse me, Mrs. Payne.

Mr. Rhymers said it was an emergency?

Your father's on the phone, Christine.

I'm afraid there's been an accident.

My father?

You can take the call right in there.

I'll be right here if you need me.

Hello?

Oh, I miss you so much.

You don't believe the lies

they're saying about me, do you, princess?

You okay?

I'm not hungry.

Look, if this is about the whole IA thing,

you don't have anything to worry about.

And if Jimmy and Marco

are after you to find out what I'm going to say...

Luke, this has nothing to do with you or IA.

Maybe I'm just not hungry, okay?

Hey.

What's going on here?

Did I do something wrong, or...?

Daisy Ogbaa.

What?!

What is it?

Heather Nichols just called 911.

Her daughter has been kidnapped.

The man who called was on the emergency contact list.

He said he was Christine's father, David Nichols.

David and I are divorced!

He lives in Seattle!

Ma'am, please come with us.

Can you just tell us what he said?

He told me Christine's mom had been in a car accident,

and he was sending a car to pick up Christine

and bring her to the hospital.

He sent a car to the school?

Yes.

He asked me to hold Christine's hand.

To make sure that a responsible adult

was with her at all times.

He seemed genuinely concerned.

So you met the car's driver?

Is this him?

No. It was an older black man.

Well, did you get the name of the car service

or the license plate?

You have to understand.

Christine was weeping.

She said her mom was going to die.

Thank you.

Daisy.

All right, we need to call every car service in the area,

find out which one sent that car and where it took Christine.

Christine knew it was Tate.

Why would she lie?

Because she thinks she's in love with him.

DAISY Luke found the limo company.

Christine's been delivered

Intercontinental Airport. to Houston

He's trying to reach the driver to find out which flight.

Since Christine's an unaccompanied minor,

he had to show I.D. and sign her over personally

to an airline employee.

He couldn't do this without Christine's help.

She's running to Tate.

Yeah. She thinks

that everyone is wrong and that the relationship

that she has with Tate is special.

The guy brainwashed her.

All right, find the airline and the destination.

We'll turn this plane around, meet Tate on the ground.

We've got to find her, Annie.

She doesn't know how much danger she's in.

God, I missed you.

I missed you, too.

Hi.

I just need to see some I.D.

Oh, okay. Um, yeah, great.

Of course. Thank you for asking.

Thank you.

And I'll just need your signature right here, please.

Okay.

Great.

Enjoy your stay.

You know how much I love you, right?

I am gonna show you the world.

No one will ever come between us.

Wow!

You're right, your mom

should've let you go blond a long time ago.

Oh, my God, I love it.

It looks so great on you.

So, what do you think?

What color should I get?

Justin, it's freezing here.

Oh, my God, I'm sorry, sweetie.

I should have thought of that.

Uh... you know what?

There's a cool clothes store right next-door--

why don't you pick out a jacket,

and I'll come over and pay for it.

Can I get a hat, too?

You can get whatever you want.

It's your special day, sweetheart.

I'll see you in a minute.

Look at the arrogance of this guy,

to go to this length. He went after the girl

he spent all the time grooming.

He knew it'd be easier to grab her than find a new one.

Got 'em just to hand over a girl

to a pedophile in broad daylight, Annie.

Hey, you even know what you just did?

- Daisy... - The girl was 12 years old,

and it happened right in front you, and you didn't do

a damn thing to stop it!

Daisy...

Hey, it wasn't her fault.

Tate had I.D.

Christine was going along with it.

You okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

I'm sorry.

They expanded the Amber Alert to Chicago-- no hits yet.

Hey, sweetie. You want me to hold those for you

till you're done looking?

Um...

It's okay, you can keep shopping.

Just let me know when you're done.

My daughter Christine is 12 years old...

and she's in seventh grade.

You know, we have

buy-two-get-one-free on those sweaters today.

if you've seen her, Please... please,

local crime-stopper. please call your

you need any help. Let me know if

Actually...

is there any way I can use your phone?

I just need to text my mom to tell her where I'm at.

Sure, sweetie.

Heather Nichols

just got a text to her cell.

"Stop worrying. I'll be home soon."

Christine doesn't realize it's a one-way trip.

All right, let's call the Chicago Task Force.

We need to track a cell on the move.

Got the triggerfish van pulling up.

Phone is only a couple of blocks away-- we're getting closer.

Okay.

We're right on top of it.

It's a girls' clothing boutique. Marco and I'll take the back.

We'll take the front, nice and easy.

Christine!

You get her! I'm on Tate!

Justin, stop!

- Stop! - You got to let him go.

Let him go. He's not a good man.

We're gonna catch him.

Officer, please... please help me-- I'm a cop.

There are three people trying

to kidnap a girl around there-- they have guns.

Freeze!

U.S. Marshal! Drop your weapon!

It's lowered, It's lowered. Drop your weapon!

I'm a U.S. Marshal-- I'm in pursuit of a fugitive.

Blond hair, six-two.

Damn it!

Son of a bitch!

This BOLO's going out-- all citywide frequencies,

be on the lookout for a stolen Chicago PD motorcycle.

Suspect Justin Tate last seen northbound on State Street.

Justin Tate is now number one on the bitch list.

I sent his warrant to every task force in the country.

He won't get away for long.

Jimmy, they giving Luke his polygraph test now?

Yeah.

- We're not done yet. - Well, I'm done with you.

You're facing serious disciplinary sanctions, Deputy.

Look, I told you

I'm not taking a polygraph!

Talk to my lawyer.

I appreciate you keeping a tight lip, Luke.

Don't you ever put me in that position again.

I'm not your bitch anymore.

This is Hope.

You know, I really liked your profile.

I was wondering when we'd get a chance to talk.

You've got a nice voice.

Why don't we just...

skip the phone conversation and meet up?

Huh, but...

we already did that

when you and the other marshals were chasing me.

I recognized your photo

on your profile this morning.

Tate...

I don't care how long it takes, I am going to get you.

Yeah,

well...

good luck with that.

♪ ♪

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