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What do we know?

So far, that there is a bomb

and that the FBI are in charge.

Keep everybody calm and moving.

- The thing, it's not real. - How do you know?

I shouldn't have run.

Beyond that...

I don't know what to tell you.

Can you think of any reason why this man

- would run from the scene? - No.

Everyone seems to have questions about Anna Harvey.

You need to stop this right now.

She's not done with us, is she?

You didn't have to come, you know?

Could've called the next name on the list.

It's my turn to volunteer. I show up, always.

It's nice, the police let you do this.

My first dad told me.

He told you who left the bomb.

But it's a secret. He made me promise.

Not the first time. She's left before.

I don't think she's coming back to us.

Has there been infidelity in your marriage, Mr. Serra?

Not from my side, all right?

Why the hell are you looking into a possible

missing wife case when we've got

an ongoing bomb threat here against kids?

'Cause they're related.

You think I don't stand up for this family?

- Are you serious? - Yes, I'm serious.

What have you done to your wife?

Sir. Sir!

Sir!

Right through here.

Yeah, we can't find our...

We'll find someplace for you, okay, ma'am?

Keep some pressure on it, all right?

Janine.

- Hm? - Where's Davies?

Did Davies get out?

None of us got out.

S-seven...

Seven.

Hey.

Hey.

Hey!

You shouldn't be in here.

Danny?

Please tell me you got some sleep.

I think a parent planted the bomb.

- You do? - I do,

and I'm afraid next time the bomb will be real.

- Who's your suspect? - Elisabeth Serra.

Her husband Paul was the one

who told Janine the bomb was fake.

What do we know about her?

These are her threatening posts on Nextdoor Brooklyn

venting on Anna Harvey over how she runs her day care.

"Shut her down by any means necessary.

Her time is gonna come.

Anyone who hurts children deserves no mercy."

They go on like that.

When I asked Paul about his wife, I sensed tension.

I think it's because he knew what Elisabeth did.

Where is Elisabeth now?

She could be lying low, waiting to do something worse.

What does Paul say?

They had a fight and she needed some time away

down with her parents in Mexico,

but I don't know if he's telling the truth.

So she could still be in the States

hiding out because she planted the bomb.

I hope I'm wrong and she isn't planning another attack.

Ohh, God forbid.

I didn't get much sleep, either.

I didn't think you would.

We both know we'll never have peace

if children are harmed or killed on our watch.

Okay, who wants to go first?

- Sorry. - It's okay, sweet boy.

Oh, all right. Can I have it, please?

Thank you.

It's gonna be so good. Wanna put it in?

- Yeah. - Yeah? Okay.

Good job.

Oh. Ohh.

We were gonna serve you breakfast in bed.

Yeah, it was Danny's idea.

Oh.

- It was your idea? - Yeah.

Was it your idea?

Oh, how lucky are we?

Mom is coming home.

My first dad is bringing her

and you're gonna have to leave.

Try not to make a big mess, okay?

This is a subpoena for all electronic devices

that your wife has access to.

What? Why?

Because she's written a number of threatening posts

online about Anna Harvey, and now she's a suspect.

The bomb threat? Are you serious?

Your wife's posts clearly show a strong,

potentially to violent animus toward Anna Harvey.

Look, you guys are out of your mind.

Elisabeth would never do anything like this.

Plus, she wasn't the only one who hated Anna.

Yes, but Elisabeth's posts were incendiary,

suggesting a willingness to act to see her brought low.

A line was crossed. These were threats.

All right, so how can you even be sure

that she's the one who posted those things?

- Maybe it was me. - Was it you?

I need to see those electronic devices.

Yeah, well, she's got her phone with her, so...

Hm.

- Hi, Danny. - How did you know?

- What did we know? - That she did it.

- That who did it? - My mom.

But it was supposed to be a secret.

Hey. Hey, hey, enough.

Not another word to him, you understand me?

Here.

Please leave.

Are you gonna bring back my first dad?

Danny!

I'd like you to leave.

Please go.

Let's go.

Come here, buddy. You're okay.

I don't know if I'm okay leaving him with the boys.

We don't have enough to get children services

involved yet, and I don't see Paul as a threat.

Do you think that Danny's telling the truth

that his mom really did leave that bomb?

I think he's telling the truth.

As to whether it is the truth,

I don't know. Let's go.

We should sue them for false arrest.

They violated your civil rights and hurt you.

Baby, I just wanna forget the whole thing, okay?

I mean, what about your emotional distress and mine?

- Well... - I mean, a million bucks

is the least they can do.

- Really? - Yeah, the city hands those

checks out like Aaron Judge bobbleheads at Yankee Stadium.

What are you doing?

Making moves on my wife.

If that's okay.

Yeah, that's okay.

Good.

Baby, why were you there?

At the day care.

I told you.

I was walking down the sidewalk,

minding my own business.

Anything else or...

Can we get back to it?

Oh, hell no.

Don't even think of taking that right.

Don't do it.

Oh, you mother...

He did it.

I received a call from my colleague

who observed still more

suspicious activity around the day care.

Why is someone targeting you, Anna?

I don't... I don't know.

It's frightening for most people

being in a police precinct.

This is your first time?

Yes.

I mean, not counting spring break

sophomore year at Sarah Lawrence.

What was the charge?

Destruction of police property.

I swung a palm frond at a siren

on a Daytona Beach police cruiser.

Shattered it.

Anna, you're attracted to mischief, aren't you?

No. No, just a little walk on the wild side.

Nothing more.

But I take my work very seriously.

Those parents put their trust in me every morning.

Hi, it's Elisabeth. You know what to do.

Hi, it's Elisabeth. You know what to do.

Do you recognize this voice

as the one making threats?

I have a nonstop white noise soundtrack in my head

of needy, self-satisfied women just barking at me

a chorus of entitlement,

so that could really be any of them.

Anna, please.

Listen again, okay?

Hi, it's Elisabeth. You know what to do.

I'm still not sure.

Sarah, this is a sick

and dangerous person who threatens children.

We need to find and lock up whoever did this

and any sort of direction would be of use to us.

Whatever you think, I wanna do what is right.

Right for who?

For the children and their families.

What about Anna?

Do you want to do what's right for Anna?

I try not to think about Anna when I don't have to.

Why?

Hm?

When you first came in here to speak with us,

I just listened. I let you talk.

Now, I wanna tell you something.

You've seen cop shows, right?

So you know that there's someone watching

on the other side of that glass.

My boss.

- If you say so. - Yeah, well, most captains

when they're watching this sort of thing,

would keep their eye on you, the respondent,

but not Davies.

No, she watches me.

Every move. Every question.

If I miss something, if I hesitate...

You know what that's like,

don't you? Having a boss like that?

How frustrating it can be. How infuriating it can be.

Yes.

So I appreciate your loyalty.

I do, but do you really think

that Anna would cover for you if the roles were reversed?

Anna only cares about Anna.

She's a natural with the kids, but she's always distracted.

The center's overenrolled, tuition keeps on going up,

but Anna still misses payroll sometimes.

Her life seems like Whac-A-Mole,

and she can't catch up.

All right, so you know that

that was just a strategy, right?

Mm.

Something Avi might've tried, and it worked.

I meant no disrespect.

I know exactly what you meant.

Also know that there's some truth to it.

You have aspirations, Janine.

You know, standing where I am now,

the commissioner's office, maybe the governor's.

And you're right. I do expect a lot from you,

but only because I think that you can deliver.

So I got a definite maybe from Sarah.

Same with Anna.

The fact they're not sure it's Elisabeth worries me.

If she were guilty, they would be more certain, right?

Yeah, and also, we got into Elisabeth's computer

and she did purchase an airline ticket for Mexico City

which backs up Paul's story about

her going to visit her family.

But she also bought two tickets for her boys,

which Paul didn't mention, and she didn't buy one for Paul.

And then she cancelled all of them

or Paul did.

I'm still trying to figure out

if Elisabeth could be our bomber.

No evidence on her computer about bomb-making?

Mm-mm, CCS did a deep dive, and there's nothing.

Nothing on weaponry, DIY devices,

bomb-making, nothing.

I think we're jumping to conclusions about Elisabeth

and none of them are proving to be true.

We're not jumping to conclusions.

We're trying to figure out possibilities.

That's what we do.

Elisabeth didn't do it.

I'd still bet the farm it was one of the other parents.

My money is on the Holts.

Brad took a drive this morning and you're never gonna guess

where he decided to pull over and rest.

Hmm, where?

- The day care. - Ugh.

Yeah, window rolled down.

Just staring for, like, 15 minutes.

Hold on.

If you two are right, it means we have more than one case.

We have two cases.

The bombing and Elisabeth's disappearance.

Elisabeth may not have planted the bomb, but she is missing

and I fear, the victim of a crime.

And do we think that these two cases

are somehow connected or...

It would be reasonable to assume they are.

This fancy stationary you saw at their apartment...

Uh-huh.

She works at the Valley Forge Club, right?

- Yeah, as an events planner. - We start there.

This place is full of important and powerful people.

Two NYPD detectives showing up could rattle some cages.

Maybe shake something loose.

Mm, cool. I'll stay with the Holts.

Maybe one of us will get lucky and figure out what's going on.

Ah, man. A fake bomb at a day care center leads us here.

It's crazy how many crimes in Brooklyn start in Manhattan

at places like this.

You know this place?

Yeah, I've been a few times as a guest.

Went to school with girls whose families belonged.

Membership here is very exclusive.

Not just wealth,

members must be of a certain social standing,

a certain cultural class.

Yeah, well, today we get an all-access pass.

- Ha, ha. - Madame.

1935, the club visits the Seven Wonders of the Ancient World.

Wow, during the Great Depression.

That must've been fun.

The Lighthouse of Alexandria.

The largest structure of the ancient world.

Now, nothing.

I wonder if it made them consider

the hubris of human ambitions.

Doubt it.

Welcome to our club.

We're always happy to help the police.

How may I help you, detectives?

Elisabeth Serra.

Queen. I adored her.

Elisabeth was special, inside and out.

Why are you using past tense?

Didn't someone tell you when you called?

- She gave notice. - When?

About a month ago. I'm gutted, still.

- Why did she leave? - Exhaustion.

Working with the rich is a blessing and a curse.

This place can wear on you.

How about a tour?

We're pretty good at getting what we need from people

and I guarantee your members

have never met anyone quite like him.

What are you implying, Detective?

Just that Elisabeth must've turned heads,

shaken things up, and so maybe she made some enemies, too.

Elisabeth was no saint, but she had integrity.

- None of the rumors were true. - Hmm.

The more persistent, which somehow made its way

to the "Post," was an association with Peter Hanney.

The Peter Hanney who owns half of New York.

There was nothing to it.

When did you last speak to her?

About a month ago when she picked up her last check.

I think we'd like to talk to Mr. Hanney.

I'm afraid Mr. Hanney is not on the premises.

Nor would I be bound to tell you if he was.

This is a private club.

Now, please.

This damn case keeps expanding.

- I hate it when that happens. - What did you find?

Well, I don't know how it fits into our bomb case,

but it seems that the Serras had serious financial problems.

Up until five months ago, they had perfect credit

and then all of a sudden, they started maxing out

their credit cards and drawing cash advances.

Well, money seems like a pretty good motive

to commit a crime, but I just don't see

how you make any money leaving a fake bomb at a day care.

Unless it's blackmail.

Could be. Where was the money going?

Some kind of crypto play.

According to their bank records,

their balance shot through the roof over the past year

and then it cratered.

Something bad definitely happened.

Bad things, they follow the good.

Yeah, well, that's putting it mildly in this case.

They had $716,743 five months ago

and it's sitting at just over 3,000 now.

Nest egg wiped out.

Okay, well, maybe Elisabeth cleared out the accounts

to start a new life somewhere else.

I don't see her leaving without the kids.

At least not without a plan to reunite.

We need to find Danny's first dad.

He'll tell us where Elisabeth has gone.

But what about the bomb case?

If Elisabeth didn't do it then who did?

I have Earl sitting on the Holts.

See if he needs any help, otherwise, you two, stay on

the Serras because whether she's out bomber or not,

I want to know where the hell Elisabeth Serra is.

Can you tell us about your relationship with Danny?

I'm limited in what I can say without a subpoena

by law and by inclination.

You treat her sons.

Sometimes children with stressful home lives

create alternate realities to protect themselves.

Could you speak to that?

It's a mistake to assume that a child's mind

isn't as complicated as an adult's.

It is. Often more so.

When an adult feels unloved,

they create an illusion that they feel valued

and then they hold on to that illusion.

But for a child, the fantasy becomes real.

A split occurs.

First and second dad.

Has Elisabeth ever spoken with you

about her relationship with her husband?

She mentioned feeling boxed in.

I gave her a referral for a few marriage counselors.

I don't know if she ever reached out.

Do you think she could leave Paul?

Now, that would be difficult.

She is deeply committed to keeping the family intact.

Elisabeth loves those boys.

She's the one that brings Danny and Eric in each week.

She would never leave without them.

Plus, she loves her work.

Actually, she quit her job a few weeks ago.

Did you know that?

No.

Why? She always spoke positively about the club.

It's a very good question.

You've been very helpful.

Thank you, Dr. Sands.

What can you tell me about Peter Hanney?

- Hanney's a scrapper. - Mm-hmm.

Good nose for a deal, likes a fight,

doesn't mind a seven figure fine for a nine figure payday.

Okay, so you know him.

We've gone up against him a couple of times.

Came away bloody.

Not the kind of guy who accepts defeat, huh?

Oh, he'd sooner pull the pin and take everyone out

then take a loss.

There's this whole myth he's built up for himself.

Mean streets of Canarsie, Marines, tour in Iraq,

Rutgers night school,

outhouse to the penthouse in one generation.

I mean, he starts every negotiation

by letting the other side know where he grew up

and he has nothing to lose.

Okay, well, thanks so much for stepping out

and meeting me, Darren.

I know the markets don't close for another hour.

Hour and two minutes.

But who's counting?

Honestly, I didn't think I'd hear from you again.

Thought we had a really good time.

I... I did have a really good time with you.

- You're a cop. I get it. - Yeah.

Well, I'd love to take you out again, anytime.

Hm.

Um, one last thing.

What would it mean that

Hanney doesn't have a permanent address?

Probably on the water.

Moveable feast on a yacht.

Easier to duck and weave jurisdictions, taxes.

You're not gonna find him unless he wants to be found.

Did anyone else show up?

The minyan guys,

some of my yeshiva boys,

and the Jamaican caregiver and her family.

It was very nice.

- I have a question. - Hm?

How do you deal with the fear?

My fears are legion. Which one?

That something bad could happen to your children.

Oh, that one.

That one's a killer.

I pray,

I try to be grateful for every day that they're healthy,

and of course, I drink.

Heavily when necessary.

What do you remember about my father?

About your father?

I remember a...

darkness followed him.

In my mind, he was always making people laugh.

Both these things can be true.

Why the sudden interest?

I don't know.

Unfinished business.

How's your new partner?

She thinks understanding all this will her on the job.

Bring her for Shabbos. I'll invite the old gang.

You like this woman?

Any requests?

You start. I'll follow you.

You'll be Jerry, I'll be Bobby.

A Grateful Dead reference?

Zabarsky would approve.

Here it is.

6141 Canarsie Street.

Hanney's childhood home.

Seems to be a point of pride that he came from nothing.

Behind every great fortune is a great crime.

I wonder what Mr. Hanney's was.

Oh, so just because he's rich,

you assume that he's guilty of something.

Hmm, doesn't seem fair.

I didn't say it. Balzac did.

- Oh, okay. - Perhaps I should show

more compassion for those with wealth.

I respect you and you come from money.

Mm-mm, depends on what you mean by money. And...

if I did, so what?

The wealth itself doesn't matter,

but the getting of it does.

In my experience, the act of obtaining

great wealth reveals character.

Once freed from the demands of running one's living,

reveals who and what they really are.

Oh, so you took a little look around my file, huh?

You saw my parents' address,

you saw the private school, all of that.

I'm not rich, Avi.

Far from it, and I also don't stereotype based on anything.

Okay? Including money.

Mrs. Hanney?

What do you want?

We're detectives with the NYPD

and we're looking for your son.

I don't...

Good for you. You found him.

You knew we were looking for you.

Mr. Rasgon, at the club, might've said something.

So you were ducking us.

No, I've been exercising my right to be left alone.

What exactly are you hiding from, Mr. Hanney?

I'm not hiding.

Staying with my mother in my childhood home

is hardly hiding.

So what's the deal with you and Elisabeth?

The deal?

We didn't have a deal. We had chemistry.

We could've been great together.

I invited her to go away with me.

In fact, I begged her to, and I'm not a man who begs.

Unless, of course, I have to.

So what happened?

I'm a persistent man.

She said no until she finally said yes.

She said yes?

And then what?

We were set to sail away on my yacht last week.

She didn't show.

I haven't heard from her since.

Money can't buy everything. Close to everything,

but not everything.

That must've hurt

getting ghosted by Elisabeth like that.

She didn't ghost him.

What makes you say that?

The Serra apartment is filled with evidence

of the kind of person Elisabeth is.

The color she chose for the rooms,

the clothes for the boys,

the order she sought to create, a sense of safety.

This was a woman with values.

Thanks.

This was a caring mother.

She would never have abandoned her sons

and she didn't.

She was taken from them.

Elisabeth Serra isn't missing.

She's dead.

Hey.

So what was so important

that you couldn't say it over the phone?

- Did you find Elisabeth? - Find her?

Oh, well, now, we can agree that she's missing.

You mind if we make this quick?

There's a 5K bonus if I get done by Friday.

By all means, $5,000 is a lot of money.

Yeah, and Danny needs braces.

Hey, maybe his first dad could spring.

How did you get into this line of work?

Radiant heating, is it?

It was Elisabeth, actually.

You know, she always had cold feet.

Summertime, it didn't matter, always cold.

So we took the boys sledding this one time

or maybe it was just Danny at that point,

but we got snowed in.

We couldn't get back in the city.

Found this B&B.

It had heated floors in the bathroom.

Elisabeth just couldn't get over how every, little itch

that some people have just get scratched.

Rich people can't have cold feet.

A lightbulb just kinda went off.

You must work in fractions of fractions

the smallest spaces.

Precision is key.

What is that measurement?

We measure to 3/16ths of an inch.

- 3/16ths. - Yeah.

If anything's off by a hair,

the heat doesn't get distributed evenly, so...

3/16 of an inch.

Spinoza believed numbers were a way to describe

God's activity in the world.

When I was younger, I needed proof of everything.

God most of all and numbers were proof.

Take the number seven.

God created the world in seven days.

The first verse in the Bible is seven words.

Shabbat is celebrated on the seventh day.

Some Jews believe in Gematria,

giving each letter of the Bible its own numeric value

adding them to reveal hidden truths.

917-555-0179

You know those numbers, don't you, Paul?

Did you find her phone?

No. No need. We just pulled her records.

She has spent a lot of time talking the past few months

to a man named Peter Hanney.

I mean, a lot.

Yeah. I know.

What do you know about the affair?

They flirted, okay? Nothing happened.

Is that what she told you?

'Cause Mr. Hanney tells us a different story.

Okay.

Hey, Cap, we might have a problem.

Holt just rolled up to some warehouse.

1983 St. John's Place.

He may be gathering materials for a bomb.

Call in a 10-85 for me. I'm gonna take a look.

What the hell, man?

- Anna, what the hell? - Shit.

- You okay? - Oh!

What's in these boxes, Holt? Another bomb?

What do you got in here, huh?

Those are vape pens, bro.

What are you doing?

How long has this been going on?

- Shit. - Put your clothes on.

Holt and Anna having sex?

Mm-hmm.

- You're kidding. - Mm-mm.

At least they didn't do it in the day care.

There's some restraint in that.

Was this a long-term affair?

It seemed to me like it is.

I mean, neither one of them would talk to me,

and it's not like I could arrest them

even if I wanted to.

What would you arrest them for exactly?

I mean, sex between consensual adults isn't a crime, yet.

What about withholding evidence?

I mean, neither one said that

they were sleeping with one another.

- Okay, wait. Hold on. - What?

So does Earl walking in on them make it more or less

likely that Holt was the one who left that bomb outside?

Marcie might have something to say

about her husband's infidelity.

Ooh, do we think she knows?

Question is not just whether she knows

he's having an affair,

but who he's having it with.