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1 ORMEWOOD: Previously on Will Trent...

Mom, what are you doing here?

Franklin said you needed some help.

I really don't need any help,

and I'm sure you have other things to do.

Oh, baby, I'm retired.

Evelyn, how are you?

Took a while to figure out how to maneuver this stage in life

with your knife still in my back.

You know how I said I grew up in a group home?

Well, Will was there.

What happened here?

I came home from work early and I found him.

Lenny Broussard, you're under arrest.

- [SCREAMS] - [SCREAMS]

- You weren't here. - No, no, I killed Lenny, okay?

What are you doing here?

I got a lot of work to do if we're to make the scene

match your statement.

[FUNKY MUSIC]

Hold up, hold up.

You go cook your father breakfast

every morning?

AMANDA: That was the deal when I got my own place.

I said I'd stop by every day.

Amanda Wagner, you need to grow a spine.

I wouldn't make breakfast for my husband every morning,

and we're under the same roof.

How's Bill doing now, with you back at work?

Mm, smart enough to say he's fine.

What, you see something?

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

♪

Oh, God.

Oh...

♪

10-55, my location, an alley between Bismarck

and Manchester.

Caucasian female, early 20s.

Looks like a body dump.

Looking for a real sicko this time.

♪

PETE: Sutures to the mouth were made prior to death.

ORMEWOOD: Cross stitch.

PETE: Exactly.

Didn't take you for a sewer, Detective Ormewood.

My nana used to do them, just not on people.

Do we know what he used to pierce the heart?

I'm leaning towards screwdriver, but could be an awl.

[SIGHS] Wow.

Strangled to death and then stabbed through the heart.

Really crosses his T's and dots his I's, this guy.

[DOOR THUDS]

Can we help you?

Will went to go pick Angie up from the hospital,

so you got me.

What's she talking about?

Oh, there was another case two weeks ago.

Same strangulation, stabbing, antemortem mutilation.

Could be a serialist.

Look, APD asked us to partner.

[SIGHS] Fine.

I'd rather work with you bozos than get assigned

a temporary partner for this one.

How's Angie?

Polaski's a survivor.

[ANNOUNCEMENT PLAYING ON PA]

You couldn't find the blue hoodie?

You left it on the floor.

Betty found it particularly comfortable.

Don't forget this.

Thanks for coming.

The hospital wouldn't let me use a ride app.

Sure.

I assume I'm taking you to your place?

I think that's for the best.

Agreed.

You got a date for your internal review board?

Yeah, it's tomorrow.

You know what you're gonna say?

[QUIET DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪

I'm just gonna tell 'em what happened.

The truth?

Right.

♪

I'll pull the car around.

Female victim was Brooke Miller, 31.

Her husband reported her missing three days ago.

FAITH: Went grocery shopping.

Car was found unlocked in the parking lot, no signs of her.

ORMEWOOD: Her husband's name is Spencer Miller,

and he's coming in for an interview.

AMANDA: And the other victim was male?

Edward Ross, 34.

Body was found two weeks ago.

Ross was living in a week-to-week motel.

When he stopped paying, the landlord boxed up

all his stuff and set it aside just in case he came back.

We sent a uniform out to pick it all up.

Based on the last time that they were seen

and their estimated time of death,

our killer keeps them alive approximately 48 hours,

then he finishes them off and dumps them.

One upper-middle-class female,

one male living on the margins.

Not your typical pattern.

Well, I agree, but the body trauma is uncanny.

This is a very specific kind of psycho.

There's something else that links them together.

Something weird.

Weirder than mouths sewn shut

and a screwdriver through the heart?

Nail polish,

on both the female and the male victims.

Hmm.

[SOMBER MUSIC]

Well, there are a lot of sick puppies in the world.

Could be dealing with two killers in communication...

Inspired by the same source.

Let's not jump to conclusions.

That's the surest way to miss something.

We'll keep the investigations separate

but track any overlap, see what emerges.

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

♪

Evelyn, I need you.

He's back.

I thought nights were the busiest time for prostitutes.

Nah, the morning rush and lunch breaks.

They bring fast money in bunches for these girls.

Now y'all know you're dead wrong

for messing with our money right now.

We could haul your ass off to jail just for saying that.

That's not why we're here.

What's that?

Just a little care package.

Tampons, toothbrush, washcloth, condoms.

Ain't nothing free on the street.

So what do y'all want?

We just want to remind you girls to stay safe out here.

Don't stroll alone,

try to keep the nighttime work to a minimum,

and report any strange johns lurking around.

Is this about that other red-haired girl that got all tore up?

I heard they glued her mouth shut.

Her hair was brown, stupid.

And it was her eyelids.

Actually, it was her mouth and her eyelids,

and they weren't glued, they were sewn.

Just do us a favor and stick to your regulars.

Don't get in the car with anybody you don't know.

I don't care how much money they offer.

Now where's Lucy?

VERONICA: She ain't shown up yet.

But I know Lucy won't miss this lunch crowd, though.

[UNEASY MUSIC]

♪

Now, why you two fem cops messing with my ladies?

They ain't doing nothing but standing around.

Nobody's messing with them. We're just making sure they're safe.

I'm all the safety they need.

Yeah, we see what your safety looks like.

Teaching my girls how to behave is part of keeping them safe.

They don't know how to keep they mouths shut,

somebody bound to shut it for 'em.

You know, I see something wonderful inside them uniforms,

something that could make a lot more money than a cop salary.

Y'all come talk to me if you ever need work.

Oh, you'll definitely see us again.

What do they call you?

Juice.

They call me Juice.

EVELYN: The mouth thing, yes.

The screwdriver, that's new,

and he never touched their eyelids.

The red nail polish.

They're older.

They're not sex workers. One of the victims was a male.

This is a totally different pattern.

I don't know, maybe I'm overreacting,

but I need to know.

Juice died in prison six years ago.

Maybe he bragged about it, gave someone else the itch.

Okay, so then why don't you loop in the agents working on the case?

Seriously, Mandy?

I assigned it before I knew the details.

Evelyn...

I-I can't tell Will unless I'm absolutely sure about it.

I need your help.

Please.

I've convinced myself that Juice murdered these women,

and the fact that it stopped once he went away only confirmed it.

But we always had our doubts.

What if Juice didn't do it?

Wouldn't be the first time someone

was punished for something they didn't do, huh?

Are we good?

Yeah, we're good.

I'll help.

Not like I have anything else better to do.

FAITH: Mr. Miller, so how many years were you and Brooke married?

13 this September.

ORMEWOOD: So she was 18 and you were...?

47.

I know how this looks.

I was old enough to be her father.

- Nobody was thinking that. - I was thinking that.

Okay, maybe I was, too.

She was an old soul, okay?

Brooke went through more

in the first 18 years of her life

than most of us do in a lifetime.

All I wanted to do is take care of her.

- Yeah, I'll bet. - [BANGS TABLE]

She had a hellish childhood,

only to be murdered by some sick freak?

What do you mean by a hellish childhood?

What exactly happened?

She was an orphan.

[SIGHS] Materials recovered

from victim Edward Ross, box number three.

Yet another unfinished pack of gum.

This was someone who liked to chew.

A, uh, supermarket club card.

[DARK MUSIC]

♪

EVELYN: I miss file folders.

Even after we digitized,

I always printed out my reports.

Faith used to make fun of me.

She said, "The days of holding actual paper are done, Mother."

[BOTH LAUGH]

Clearly, APD didn't get their electronic memo.

Hey, top me off.

Oh, okay.

Are we getting closer?

FAITH: Yes.

Found it.

Ooh, just hope the papers don't crumble.

Hey, to dead pimps.

The best kind.

[BOTH CHUCKLE]

[JAUNTY MUSIC]

You remember Juice's defense attorney?

Oh, yeah, the guy that had the hots for you.

Sure, um, uh, Jimmy, uh...

James. James Ulster.

And he did not have the hots for me.

See, that's why you don't get any sex.

See, that's unnecessary.

You know, he fought hard for Juice,

didn't want him to take a plea.

Wonder how much he would remember.

Hmm. Let's go see.

Worst thing that happens, you get a date.

[CHUCKLES]

Come on, Will. I'm almost done.

You said you wouldn't be here.

Does the name Edward Ross mean anything to you?

- What? - WILL: Recent murder victim,

grisly MO, found this in his stuff.

And, uh, Brooke Tandy, the little blonde girl

I used to carry on my shoulders, she was killed too.

I hadn't seen her since we were kids.

Didn't recognize her with her married name.

Edward.

Maybe Teddy Connor?

He was adopted, you know, so I don't know

what his new last name was.

What's going on?

I think someone's targeting people from the children's home.

[DARK MUSIC]

[ELEVATOR BELL DINGS]

Ladies.

Eddie!

I'll take the keys. I'ma walk it.

Evening, Mr. Campano.

Here's a 20, I'll take 18 back.

I'm just kidding, 15.

I'm kidding! It's all yours.

- [BOTH LAUGH] - What do you take me for?

Hey, you keep your head up, one day, you're gonna run this place.

Just remember us small people, huh?

Okay.

[ENGINE TURNS OVER]

SINGER: ♪ We're still having fun ♪

♪ And you're still the one ♪

[ORLEANS' "STILL THE ONE" PLAYING ON STEREO]

♪ You're still the one that makes me strong ♪

[CHOKING]

SINGER: ♪ We're still having fun ♪

♪ And you're still the one ♪

WILL: Glad you're okay. So why didn't you call the police?

I did. You're my police.

Fine.

Start from the beginning with every detail you remember.

All right, I was leaving the gym after a very tough leg day.

There are two types of people in this world, Trent:

the calves and the calf-nots.

Your dog is obsessed with me, Trent.

Do you have a lint roller?

Okay.

Come here, girl. I got you.

All right, skip to after your workout, please.

Is this tap?

I'm not your personal police, Paul, okay?

So tell me what happened or go file a report.

All right, so we're pulling security footage,

and I've got a team coming to swab your car.

You know that you don't have to be involved in a crime

just to see us, right?

Well, believe it or not, when things are going well,

there are other people I like to spend my time with.

Should I ask or pretend I don't notice?

Go ahead and ask, see what happens.

Stop interrupting. He'll leave sooner.

Yeah, so I'm trying to bulk up before the summer, you know,

'cause I'm single now.

Abigail filed for divorce, by the way.

Oh, I'm sorry to hear that.

Let's go back to the attack.

So I get to my car.

[ENGINE TURNS OVER]

SINGER: ♪ And you're still the one ♪

PAUL: The windows were foggy, like someone was in there.

And as I turned to check the backseat, wham,

there's a belt around my neck.

Thought I was gonna die.

SINGER: ♪ Still having fun ♪

PAUL: Then I remembered... creatine.

[ORLEANS' "STILL THE ONE" PLAYING ON STEREO]

[HORN BLARES]

Your douchey protein shake saved your life.

- WILL: Were you able to get a look at him? - Not really.

I could tell he was strong.

Smelled good, which is weird to say,

but it was like a hand lotion or something.

Never driving a car with a back seat again.

Did you keep in touch with Teddy Connor or Brooke Tandy from the home?

Oh, yeah. We're in a book club together.

We're reading Prince Harry's... no, of course not.

They're dead.

And we think there's a serial killer

who's targeting people that lived

at the Holy Grace Children's Home.

Damn. Thanks for the heads-up, guys.

You should check into a hotel

and stay there till we know more.

Do we think that the killer could be one of us?

We're still trying to figure that out.

But Betty's staying by my side until we do.

Isn't that right, girl?

You know who you should look at?

Remember PeePee Percy?

There's a name I haven't heard in years.

Yeah, he was a weird kid.

Mrs. Flannery caught him watching girls

in the shower through a hole in the wall.

Used to kill mice, keep them under his bed.

Worth looking into.

Either of you remember his legal name?

PeePee... Percival?

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

Hey, last night, Paul Campano

almost became victim number three.

The connection's undeniable.

What does Amanda think?

She doesn't know. Is that why we're doing this here?

Look, Angie and I have the best chances of cracking this case.

There's no way Amanda would let us work on it if she knew.

Angie's still on administrative leave,

and technically, we're both suspects...

And targets.

- So how do you wanna play it? - You're okay with this too?

I think he has a point.

Will and I made a list of all the kids

we can remember from that time. We need to locate them.

There's some whose full names we don't remember,

or maybe they changed their names.

So can you two subpoena

the Division of Family and Children's Services?

Yeah, can do.

PeePee Percy?

This creepy kid who always had a wet stain on the front of his pants.

He's our number-one suspect right now.

We just don't remember his last name.

Well, we'll have to root him out the old fashioned way.

Asparagus.

[JAZZ MUSIC]

Excuse me, we don't allow walk-ins.

- Ma'am. Ma'am! - We're meeting a friend.

Isn't that right, James?

Forgive me, I don't, uh...

Look at you, Counselor.

You must have gotten tired of defending the poor and downtrodden.

- You looking like money. - [BOTH CHUCKLE]

Evelyn Mitchell, Deputy Director Amanda Wagner.

You both look wonderful. Young.

Mm, that's true, but we're not here to talk about us.

Amanda, look how chic you are.

All those wasted years in uniform when you had this going on.

We should hold a press conference

- right this instant. - [CLEARS THROAT]

We want to ask you about one of your old clients,

a pimp named Juice.

You remember him?

You mean Julius Walker? Let's show a dead man the respect

of calling him by his given name.

Mm, I'm not inclined to give pimps who beat their girls

to a bloody pulp any respect.

What's all this about?

We're investigating some recent murders,

looking into connections to those prostitutes.

Well, it can't be Juice, because Juice is dead.

I thought you said call him Julius.

I was just posturing.

He was innocent, by the way.

He admitted to beating one of his girls to death.

But he wasn't a serial killer.

He only took that plea deal to avoid the death penalty.

Are you sure you ladies wouldn't like a drink?

It's on me.

Did... did Juice mention any other suspects?

Any leads the detectives didn't follow?

There was one man that Juice mentioned.

He was a regular with some of his girls.

He liked to brush their hair, primp them,

that sort of thing. I always thought that was important

because of the, uh, the nails.

Remember?

Red polish.

You still have any of your old notes, hmm?

Anything I could look into?

Amanda Wagner, shame on you.

You know even if I did, those notes are still confidential.

Oh, come on, James.

A favor between old friends?

You know, I'll take a look.

I always did have a soft spot for you.

I think I have them in storage somewhere.

Yeah, I could bring them over myself.

It would be great to catch up.

We'd appreciate that.

You really think there might be a connection here?

I mean, those murders were over 30 years ago.

If whoever killed those girls is still kicking, it would be with

a walker.

Tara, wait a minute.

- What do you want, Wags? - Nothing from you.

Lucy, where have you been?

We thought something happened.

Something did.

I got arrested.

We got her from here, Tara.

Gracias.

De nada.

How long do you think you can keep hiding that pooch?

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

You are almost crowning.

Some guys pay extra for this.

Gross.

Found a place that'll take care of you.

I can't just leave.

You need to stop worrying about Juice.

- Is this his? - No.

- Do you even know who it is? - It's mine.

The baby's dad's not a part of this.

EVELYN: All the more reason to start worrying

about yourself and the baby.

Just say the word, and we'll bring you there.

This is your life.

[SOFT SENTIMENTAL MUSIC]

What kind of place?

A place where there's nuns.

But they don't judge.

That's probably not true, but you get your own room.

And let's be for real,

judgy nuns are better than johns.

Come on, you're smart.

You can change your life.

You do those yourself?

Every time I do my own, one hand ends up looking janky.

One of my regulars does them.

It's kind of sweet, honestly.

Lucy, no more regulars.

Come on, just let us help you.

Nuns.

Not Johns. Nuns.

Not johns.

[BOTH CHANTING] Nuns, not johns,

nuns not johns, nuns not johns.

Nuns not johns!

Fine, I'll go. Just stop with the chanting.

I'll need to get my things together.

Tomorrow morning, okay?

10:30.

Bench right outside the tire shop.

♪

Okay.

Tammy Purdy moved to Sturgis,

where she works at a coffee shop.

Is a sad it took all of this for us to look her up?

Yeah, she really wants to reminisce.

Okay, who else?

[PHONE RINGING]

What about...

- Trent. - ORMEWOOD: I hate the government.

Can you say that in this building?

If you're listening, I don't mean it.

But they're making it real hard to get sealed juvenile records.

We tracked down five different IDs, still nothing on a Percy.

And we're trying for birth certificates,

medical records, but apparently,

for some people, those just don't exist.

Well, there is one place

that might still have all of these documents.

Hard copies.

Nothing's changed...

except everything.

For better or for worse.

I swore I'd never come back to this place once I left.

Yet, here we are.

[SOMBER MUSIC]

♪

ANGIE: It was so much bigger in my head.

Best thing to come from this place was meeting you.

You know, I remember the first day you showed up.

Had all your things in a Save-More Drug Store bag.

I was terrified.

You didn't seem like it.

That was the first thing I noticed.

You okay?

♪

[SOFT SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

♪

Holy moly.

You and I had some fun back there.

WILL: Yeah, doesn't get more romantic than this.

ANGIE: Yeah, for rats and roaches.

WILL: It's kind of sad, if you think about it.

All the chairs and forks, everything's been taken.

Even the garbage cans found a new home somehow,

not like most of us kids.

ANGIE: Ha!

They left the beets and the kidney beans.

Of course they did. Nobody wants those.

ANGIE: That's us.

You and me.

I'm the beets. You're the beans.

Why am I the beans?

ANGIE: Because I'm a redhead and you're weird.

What people donate to food drives

is the best character test in the world.

Yeah, beets and beans that nobody likes.

Why not some tuna or soup?

No? Okay.

Yeah, we'll just have some beet and bean casserole.

ANGIE: Same with toy drives. You remember Christmas presents?

WILL: Yeah, to "a boy" or to "a girl."

Remember on our birthdays, Miss Flannery,

she'd let us pick out our favorite kind of candy bar?

Oh, I couldn't wait to try nougat. [CHUCKLES]

WILL: I was always Charleston Chew.

It's that one day a year that you could feel special.

You ever gonna tell me what really happened?

ANGIE: Nope.

Well, at least you're admitting you lied.

You know what? Forget I asked.

ANGIE: What do you think happened, Will?

Well, I think you killed Lenny,

made it look like self-defense.

So what if I told you that's what happened? What would you do?

Well, I'd say, "Why don't we talk about it?"

Can you stay out of it?

How hard is that? Stay out of it.

I'm trying to keep you out of it. I will get out of your life.

I didn't ask you to get out of my life.

That's because, you know what, you can't handle change very well.

You still have a flip phone.

I'm serious. You should get on some dating apps.

There's a whole world out here.

Call that little shoplifter girl you arrested.

What's her name, Ava?

♪

All the documents are gone.

ANGIE: This is the only place that Mrs. Flannery kept them, right?

WILL: [SIGHS] Yeah.

[DOG BARKING]

Betty?

[DOG BARKING]

♪

What is it, girl? Huh?

[DOG BARKING, WHINING]

♪

He's messing with us.

ANGIE: Look at us, on the right.

So that's Brooke, that's Teddy.

Who's the third kid?

That's David Reynolds.

Right. He wore that shirt every day.

[CELL PHONE RINGING]

♪

Trent.

Okay.

Yeah.

♪

There's another body.

WILL: David Reynolds.

Where'd you find him?

In the service alley behind a row of businesses.

Same pattern as the others.

FAITH: The victim's fiancée reported him missing.

Okay, this is the third victim from the home,

not to mention the photo we found.

The only good news is that there's no way a judge will deny a subpoena,

- so we can warn the others. - The fiancée also said that David received

a certified letter from the Georgia Housing Endowment a few weeks ago.

There's no such thing as a Georgia Housing Endowment.

I know.

The letter said that anyone who lived

at the Holy Grace Children's Home was entitled

to some sort of asbestos settlement.

He just needed to confirm his identity.

David finally replied.

Few days later, he went missing.

He was catfishing them,

making sure he had the right guy.

Hey, we need to figure out who sent that letter,

see if anyone in the home received one like it.

Wow.

Full house.

I was only expecting Deputy Director Wagner.

Who told Amanda about this?

PETE: I did.

Recurring torture patterns on multiple victims

seems significant enough to loop in the boss.

I agree with Pete. We need to tell her.

Pete, could you give us a minute?

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

♪

You are in danger. So is Angie. Explain.

This is personal, Faith.

Whoever's doing this, they're threatening us.

We deserve a chance to find them.

Deserve? Who cares what you deserve?

I do. These people are our past.

Can you understand that?

Mom?

- What's she doing here? - What is she doing here?

She? I'm your mother. She's your boss. Don't question us.

Where does "mother" exactly rank in the chain of command?

Former Captain Mitchell is here as my guest.

And Angie's here as my guest.

I wanted her perspective on the case.

Why Angie's, specifically?

That's helpful.

I'm sorry, Polaski.

But the GBI's relationship with the APD

is more important than any one case,

and I just can't sanction involving an officer on leave.

I get it.

Nice to see you, Captain Mitchell.

Maybe you can stop by the GBI, grab Betty.

I mean, she's cute, but she won't shut up.

Sure. I'll get her.

Let Ormewood see her out.

So any new information with this latest victim?

Still working on it.

Hey, wait up.

We need to get you in protective custody or something.

Don't worry, I'll check the backseat.

ORMEWOOD: Look, I went out on a limb for you.

Least you can do is keep yourself safe.

Okay, you turned in your badge and your service weapon, right?

- Yeah. - Yeah. Then you should not be alone.

Okay, I'll stay at Will's house,

and I'll lock the door and put on the alarm.

Just go over my statement for the review board.

- Thank you. - ANGIE: All right.

I don't want to have to break in a new partner.

[SOFT MUSIC]

Me neither.

EVELYN: Looks like James Ulster did try to get

some of Juice's girls to describe that john.

Anything helpful?

EVELYN: It's all really vague:

you know, tall, white, good hair.

Well, at least he asked.

I can't find any mention of a suspicious john

in Butch or Rick's reports.

Butch and Rick were happy to close the case entirely

the second they found Juice with the dead girl in his room.

You know, Butch hit me once.

Did you call the cops?

[BOTH LAUGH]

Girl.

You know, one time, he threatened to rape me with his nightstick.

Great guy.

Anyway, now you make more money than he ever did, so there's that.

I remember asking him questions,

following up on leads.

Rick said the only thing he'd tell me is his lunch order.

It was a different time.

We should have dug deeper, Evelyn.

We could have found that john, stopped this whole thing.

Amanda, stop.

No, now I'm the one sitting behind the desk,

telling Angie Polaski she can't do her job.

[APPREHENSIVE MUSIC]

History repeats itself.

It was my fault then, and it's my fault now.

Come on, now.

[KNOCK AT DOOR]

Come in.

I need to talk to you.

Hey, you can't park there.

We can park wherever we want, PeePee.

[TENSE PERCUSSIVE MUSIC]

Will?

- Percy. - And I'm Michael.

Now that we're all best friends, let's have a little chat.

I hear you've been trying to find our old housemates,

posing as the Georgia Housing Endowment.

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

You used certified mail. We traced the tracking numbers.

Perseus Larson, get out. Hey!

Do not start this vehicle, Percy.

Seat belt, really?

- Unlock this door! - [ENGINE TURNS OVER]

Percy! Hey, Percy!

- Unlock this door! - Get out!

You're fleeing law enforcement.

Hey, hey! Do not hit my car.

- Ormewood, block him. Hey! - Using what, Trent?

Stop the car, PeePee.

Get out the car! Hands up!

Why didn't you just do that in the first place?

Get out.

What are you, crazy?

Up against the car.

Hands behind your back.

PERCY: I didn't do anything wrong.

I'm a private investigator licensed with the state.

A PI license doesn't give you the right to trespass

and steal confidential files or resist arrest.

Or drive with a police officer on the hood of your car.

Condemned building, no locks and no signage.

Won't stick.

Maybe this will.

Teddy Ross, Brooke Miller, David Reynolds,

all of them dead.

All contacted by you.

That's mail fraud. Federal crime.

I was doing a job. That's all.

You were an outcast, PeePee.

Grew up resentful, angry, decided to get payback.

I never wasted a day thinking about you miserable bitches

until I was hired, and don't ask by who.

I don't know; that's the point of my business.

You're gonna have to do better than that, Percy.

You're an accessory to three homicides.

Okay.

I got a message,

someone offering a lot of money.

Tracked me down because I had been at the home.

They sent me the article and asked me to find everyone

who was there same time as us.

- What article? - The one in "Southern Society."

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

That feature story about Paul Campano and how you rescued his daughter.

ORMEWOOD: It's all in there.

That you were in a group home together,

they called you Trashcan.

Murderer hired Percy because they saw this article.

I don't know why, but it's the reason.

Will.

I need you in my office, now.

[TENSE MUSIC]

♪

You put yourself in danger, had Agent Mitchell lie to me,

and withheld vital details about an active serial killer.

I knew you'd take me off the case.

You damn right!

I know you think you're the smartest investigator

that ever lived, but what you don't know

- could fill the Georgia Dome. - I need to stay on this.

- I'm taking the case. - No, that's a mistake.

Look how far I've gotten in the last 24 hours.

I'll assign agents for protection, and if you say one more word to me,

I will put you in a jail cell myself.

You can leave now.

♪

- FAITH: I had to. - Agent Mitchell, I'm no longer on the case.

Good luck with the investigation.

♪

- Help you ladies? - We heard there's another dead pros.

Same MO as the one we found.

Could be the same perp... a serial killer.

Ooh, easy there, Cagney and Lacey.

- Stay in your lane. - AMANDA: These girls are on our beat.

- We've been asking questions... - Bucking for a promotion there, Wags?

You guys don't think vagina crimes are worth the bother,

so someone needs to show actual interest.

You want some balls, Mitchell? I got a pair for you.

I'm fine with my husband's, thank you.

Hey.

You remember who you're talking to.

You got time to flap your gums at the whores,

you got time to type up our reports.

- We're on our way to meet someone. - We could do this later.

Well, according to you skirts, this crime is very important.

So we gotta get those reports done right away.

You want me to make sure you go back on traffic duty?

Maybe you miss wearing those pretty white gloves.

[OMINOUS MUSIC]

♪

Lucy will wait for us.

She'll be okay.

♪

No question anymore.

This is all one case.

You should tell Will.

There's nothing in those old files

that'll ever lead him to the killer.

You sure?

He's your best. Better than you, you said.

I never said that.

If I did, I was drunk.

Anyway, I took him off the case.

But what is wrong with telling him, Mandy?

You don't understand.

You had a husband.

You had Zeke, Faith, Jeremy.

I have Will.

And he already hates me most of the time as it is.

[APPREHENSIVE MUSIC]

It's not that we didn't catch him.

Will's gonna realize I didn't keep her safe.

The nails, Evelyn.

It was right in front of us,

and we sent her back out there without us.

And then I didn't keep him safe.

He's never gonna forgive me.

Mandy, think clearly.

He's your best.

It's time for all this to be over.

♪

[SIREN WAILING]

AMANDA: Stop.

Stop.

Any of you seen Lucy?

Who's asking?

Quit playing. This is important.

You're talking about that cute Puerto Rican girl?

- Knocked up? - Do you know where she is?

I saw her this morning.

Where did you get that?

Bitch, it's mine. Hands off.

- Where did you get it? - I found it.

Where?

It was on the ground over by the damn auto shop, near that bench.

She showed up.

She was waiting for us, and we were late.

We'll find her.

Hand it over. It's Lucy's, and it's evidence.

I saw Lucy.

She was sitting on that bench, waiting,

had a garbage bag with her like she was going somewhere.

I took a customer. When I got back, she was gone.

How long ago was that?

About an hour.

[SOMBER MUSIC]

Hey, car's that way.

PROSTITUTE 1: Seriously.

PROSTITUTE 2: They tripping, and we dipping.

We'll wait for her.

She'll come back.

I don't know how to do this job, Ev.

- How do I do this? - Hey.

Listen to me.

You just do it.

You think about the woman

whose boyfriend is whaling on her

and how it's gonna feel when she sees us roll up,

make him answer our questions.

Or the Black man who's up against the wall

because the white cops only see a suspect.

We're the ones who see a father, a brother, or a son.

We need to do this job, Mandy.

♪

Detective Polaski wouldn't miss this, Captain.

I'm positive of that.

We can give her another minute.

♪

Should I go work in your office?

AMANDA: Sit down.

Why?

- Unless you want to talk the case... - Just sit.

The link...

between the old murders and the recent ones...

it's you.

What?

One of the women the killer took

back in the '80s...

she was your mother.

[PENSIVE MUSIC]

♪

My mother was a Jane Doe.

No. She wasn't.

Someone left me in a dumpster.

Yes, that's true.

But...

WILL: What are you telling me? Why are you bringing this up?

One of the women.

She was pregnant when she was taken.

After I met you when you were 19,

I dug through your records,

- pulled her file. - You what?

She was on my beat.

I knew her.

You look just like her.

My mother was on your beat?

She was a prostitute.

♪

What was her name?

Lucy.

Lucy Morales.

Morales, huh?

Did she want me?

AMANDA: Yes.

Yes.

Will, I'm sorry.

I just thought you'd be better off not knowing.

♪

I've carried this emptiness my entire life.

This hole!

Who the hell are you to decide something like that for me, huh?

♪

[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]

♪

Angie?

Angie?

♪

[MUFFLED DOG BARKING]

Betty, it's okay.

It's okay. I got you.

- I got you, you're safe. - [DOG WHIMPERING]

Okay.

[HEAVY HEARTBEAT POUNDING]

[DRAMATIC MUSIC]

♪

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