Anyone see you?
Come on.
Who you talking to? Course not.
I got you.
We're gonna fix it.
Just get the stuff.
I just have to be back before dawn.
Randy, what's up?
Mr. Shaw.
How's Delaware treating you?
Delaware is quiet.
Well, I hate to break that up, but I do have
a job for you, if you're interested.
21-year-old girl.
Amelia Corbett.
Went missing last night in Philly from a rehab facility.
Grandmother's offering $12,000 for a reward.
Just sent you the details.
Relapse?
I know what you're thinking,
but I don't think this is gonna be like the Memphis job.
But the grandmother is scared.
She even offered to rustle up more money if we need it.
No. No, no, no. It's not necessary.
I'm on my way. Thanks, Randy.
Here for the meeting?
No, I'm looking for Leanne Corbett, actually.
- She's over there. - Thank you.
Leanne.
- Mr. Shaw? - Yeah.
Oh, thanks for coming so fast.
I came as quickly as I could.
Yeah, uh, is there someplace you want to do this?
Oh, no, everyone here knows what's going on.
Got it. Okay, so from what I understand,
your granddaughter's been missing since last night.
Uh, Amelia was here for curfew at 10:00
but never made it to breakfast in the morning.
That's when I got the call.
12 hours ago. And you contacted the police?
- Yes. - Okay.
Cops think, without any evidence of foul play,
this is not...
a missing person. Just an adult who walked out.
So I tried her friends,
bars, even the hospital.
- Nobody's seen her. - You did the right thing
by calling me.
Can you tell me a little bit about Amelia?
She's funny.
Kind.
Never met a soul she didn't want to help.
But she's had a rough time of it the past few years.
Mind telling me a little bit more about that?
Her father left when she was just a kid.
And two years ago, her mom passed, too.
Car accident.
I was a wreck, losing my daughter,
but Amelia took it the worst.
I mean, she lost herself.
Got mixed up with the wrong crowd.
I was so wrapped up in my own grief
I didn't notice till it was too late.
You're talking about drugs, right?
But it all came to a head last week.
When she came to me and told me
that she wanted to make a change.
So I offered to pay for her to come here.
I-I don't know where things turned.
People relapse for many different reasons.
I know what the cycles are.
But I can't just sit around waiting for Amelia
to show up high in an alley.
Or worse.
She's all I have.
Please, Mr. Shaw, help me find her
before it's too late.
Yeah.
I'm gonna do everything I can for you.
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We're a pretty strict facility.
No unauthorized guests,
no skipping drug tests,
and we have mandatory group meetings every morning.
Okay. You have any problems with Amelia so far?
None.
I mean, we've only had her for a few days, but...
she seemed ready to do the work.
You don't allow TVs in the guest rooms, huh?
That's right.
We try to keep electronic use down to a minimum.
Give the brain a chance to rewire.
Got it. Does Amelia have a phone?
She does, but it keeps going straight to voicemail.
We do allow phones, but under strict supervision.
Residents allow us to monitor them and use location tracking.
But it's for everyone's safety.
And you tracked Amelia's phone?
Yes. It was last pinged here, on-site.
But she's not here.
We've looked everywhere.
It doesn't make any sense.
And we've locked down and called the police.
I noticed you had cameras at the exits. They catch anything?
No.
Somehow, they didn't even see her leave.
How about the restrooms? Can you show me those?
Yeah. This way.
Obviously, there's no cameras in here.
But the windows have been sealed shut.
Right.
I think your window was sealed shut.
Somebody jimmied the lock here.
Amelia did that?
It's a good place to escape from
if you don't want anyone to see you.
Right?
Okay.
- You recognize that? Is that Amelia's? - Yes.
But I don't understand. Why would she put it up there?
She wanted people to think
she was still in the building.
She was planning on returning before anyone realized.
God.
That means something must've happened.
Can you unlock that?
Yeah.
Okay, looks like the last text was from a Jessie Fischer.
"Got a problem. Call me ASAP."
When was that?
Yeah, Amelia called her right back.
That was around 1:00 a.m.
Who's Jessie? Do we know who that is?
Jessie is an old, uh, high school friend of Amelia's.
But I didn't know they were still in contact.
Is this someone she used with?
Oh, God, no. Different crowd.
Jessie was a good student.
Scholarship kid. Went to college nearby.
Okay. So maybe Amelia didn't relapse at all.
Do you know where Jessie lives?
We're looking at cloudy skies and rain today...
clear tonight with a low near 41.
The situation is much worse across the East Coast,
where temperatures have plummeted to 20 degrees below...
- Colter Shaw? - Yeah.
Detective Lavigne.
Thanks for calling this in.
Need to know what you were doing here.
I'm looking for a missing girl.
Amelia Corbett.
Thought she might be with a woman who lived here.
Jessie Fischer?
Victim's roommate, right?
Uh, the photos.
Rudy DePaul.
The victim.
Frequent flier down at the station.
Petty theft, drunk and disorderly,
resisting arrest.
Real piece of work.
Jessie's at college on scholarship.
That's a curious roommate choice.
He was a grad student.
They find each other at the school. All sorts link up.
Seen it before.
What do you think happened here?
Guy like that makes lots of enemies.
Saw two sets of footprints going through the house.
Signs someone ran off quick.
Could mean Jessie and your missing girl
had something to do with it.
Maybe they just found the body.
And not call police?
Sounds pretty guilty to me.
Uh, Jessie reached out to Amelia last night,
said she needed help with someone.
She had some kind of problem.
This guy was murdered just a couple hours ago, right?
- So what are you getting at? - Maybe they were in trouble
with whoever did this.
So they either killed this guy or they know something.
Either way, they're on the run.
Putting out a BOLO on the girls.
I want to be the first to know
if you find this Amelia or Jessie.
You got it.
Jessie's roommate was tortured and shot.
I just finished with the police.
Okay.
So you think whoever killed him is looking for the girls?
Yeah, that's what I'm afraid of.
Need to find those girls now.
Let's dive in.
No hit on Jessie's phone.
And neither of the girls have cars registered in their names.
What about Jessie's roommate's car?
There's no sign of one here. Maybe they took his.
One second.
All right. Looks like he had
an old vintage Mercedes 300D.
I'm getting the sense he didn't pay for that
with a work-study job.
Can you find it?
There's no GPS, but let me see what I can do.
Okay, I can't tell you
where it is now, but I can tell you where it was.
The car got a parking ticket this morning at 4:06 a.m.
Outside of an aquarium store.
Got an address. Sending now.
All right. Thanks, Randy.
Whoa. We having a party?
Reenie is expecting a settlement offer
for the Praiter and Rockwell case.
- And pizza? - Well, I don't know.
I'm just following orders. She said
"greasy and cheesy and full of carbs,"
so I thought this...
I don't know. I think I got too many.
No such thing as too much pizza.
Save me a slice, okay?
No promises.
Please keep in mind
that whatever you're about to say
can and would be used against you in trial.
Yes.
Okay. Sounds good.
Well, we will be in touch.
- Hey, you're gonna want to hear this. - Bye.
Our settlement offer.
- Wow. - Mm-hmm.
Oh.
That's gonna make a lot of people really happy.
Yes, it is.
Including yourself.
'Cause you're gonna get a pretty decent bonus
when this all clears.
You should be proud.
We couldn't have done it without you.
You guys mind if I give Randy some of this?
Oh. Please.
And, oh, give him the barbecue. He'll die for this.
Thank you.
- Thank you. - Thank you.
Okay.
I think our clients are gonna be pretty happy
- with that number. - I think so.
I mean, it's not gonna put Praiter and Rockwell
out of business, but...
- it's gonna hurt. - Well,
- that's the point, right? - Mm-hmm.
And we helped save a man's life.
Not to mention this case introduced me to you.
So it's all good.
And I was the sniper you were looking for?
Oh, yeah. And then some.
Oh. Perfect.
- You know what I feel like we need? - Huh?
A mountain getaway.
I have a place in Cedar Springs. It's incredible.
Serene.
Okay. Girls' weekend. I love that.
Spa treatments?
Spa treatments.
Ugh. And I have an entire slew
of really trashy TV I need to get through, so...
get ready.
Ooh. That sounds perfect.
Cheers.
Congrats.
Thanks. You, too.
Oh. Oh, f...
Relax. I'm not gonna hurt you.
- Billie. - You're lucky I didn't shoot you.
Uh-huh.
Okay. You first.
Client hired me to find out who sent him some texts
about a compromising personal video
he doesn't want getting out.
He has the money to pay the blackmailer,
but he knows it won't end there.
Never does.
- That's what I told him. - Sounds like a winner.
It's not what you think.
I mean, I haven't...
seen the video, but it's private
and embarrassing.
And the job pays, so here I am.
Traced the messages to a laptop that pinged here,
and things, mm, kind of went sideways.
Sideways. Was that when you zip-tied the guy?
For his safety.
- Not mine. - Course.
- I like it. - Okay.
Your turn.
Looking for a missing girl.
Amelia Corbett.
She was supposed to meet her friend Jessie
whose roommate was killed. Now they're on the run.
And you...
you think they came here?
Well, I don't know if they came here. The car they were in was here.
I haven't seen them.
Maybe the owner knows something.
I was just getting started with him when you interrupted.
Sorry about that. How do you want to do this?
Let's just take it one step at a time.
I did get here first. So, dibs.
Yeah, no. I won't get in your way.
I'll just stand back, watch you do your thing.
Barry, got a couple questions...
You, uh... you see these girls last night?
I... Uh, it's okay.
And you can answer. It's fine.
Doesn't ring a bell.
Remember what I told you about lying?
Oh, those girls. Yeah.
Yeah, yeah. They-they were here.
- Mm. - They-they came by to do business.
What kind of business?
They're obviously not fish addicts.
Nah, he's a fence.
They selling you stolen goods?
Uh, they're regulars, you could say.
They would come by with this guy, Rudy.
They would, uh, bring me watches, electronics, handbags.
So Rudy, Jessie, and Amelia are robbing houses together.
Sounds like they got a bit of a bling ring going.
Yeah, you could say that.
They always come by in the middle of the night?
No. I got an urgent text saying they had a bunch of stuff
they needed to offload.
- Well, what'd they bring you? - It's all right there.
Couple of Rolexes,
some nice suits, briefcases.
What about a laptop?
Yeah, there was a laptop.
But I wanted no part of it.
'Cause you clearly have standards.
I hacked into it. Found pictures and videos
and all sorts of recordings for things above my pay grade.
- Blackmail? - Exactly.
That's not my thing.
- Who'd they take it from? - Didn't ask.
Don't want to know. I don't need that kind of heat
blowing back at me.
Did they know what they had?
No. Not until I got into it.
And then they realized they really stepped into it.
Said they had to call their friend Rudy.
They took their money and bolted.
Okay.
How'd you pay 'em?
Prepaid credit card.
Stole from the wrong guy.
And realized how bad it was
once Barry showed them what was on the laptop.
Went to go talk to their friend Rudy,
only to realize he's already dead.
Where'd they go from there?
Maybe find a safe house. I don't know.
Looks like the killer isn't just trying
- to get his blackmail back. - He's not.
He's covering his tracks.
I got to find these girls,
- run down that credit card. - Hey, let me check in
with my client, make sure he's not the one after them.
Let me know what you find.
You, too.
Rudy swore they were all rich
and insured, that nobody would miss this stuff.
He was wrong.
But we're gonna get through this now.
How?
Just a little bit longer.
We're almost home free.
I'm so sorry I pulled you out of rehab for this.
We're in this together.
We're gonna ditch this car
and we're gonna get the hell out of here till things die down.
It's gonna be okay.
What is it?
That car that just pulled in.
Do you think it's them?
What do we do?
Hey. Hey.
Look at me.
Be cool.
We have a plan.
If anything goes wrong, you know what to do.
Do you trust me?
I trust you.
How did they find us?
We texted Rudy our plans on the way back from the shop.
So they had his phone.
Figured out where we were going.
They were waiting for us.
Here's what's gonna happen.
I'm gonna really hurt one of you
while the other watches.
And we'll go as long as it takes until someone...
tells me where my laptop is.
Or you're both gonna end up just like your friend.
Now...
who wants to go first?
Yeah, I didn't see anything,
but the cameras are always running.
Yeah, these girls are in real trouble.
I saw signs of an altercation and a blood trail
- that runs inside your building. - Okay, got you.
This is from outside the station.
Right there. Play that.
Who are they running from?
I don't know.
- You scrub ahead here? - Yeah.
Whoa.
- That is not good. - No, it is not.
Pause right there.
- Can you zoom in? - Yeah.
I'm gonna have to call the cops about this.
Yeah. Ask for Detective Lavigne. Tell 'em what you saw.
Copy that.
Hey, Billie. I found the Mercedes
trashed near the train station. Those girls were taken.
- I think I know who has them. - Your client?
Not quite. The guy blackmailing him.
I asked around to see if the girls tried selling
the laptop anywhere else.
Heard there were some guys looking for it.
Roughnecks who work for a former PI named Nestor Savino.
Savino? How do I know that name?
Used to be in the tabloids.
Started as a fixer cleaning up messes for celebs.
Then he realized blackmail was more lucrative.
Yup. Now, he doesn't just buy dirt, he owns it.
His entire business is on that laptop.
Look, Colter, this guy is bad news.
He's already linked to two missing persons cases.
We need to find those girls. Send me Savino's address.
I'll meet you there.
You expecting anyone else?
No.
That's my husband's car.
He's supposed to be at a conference in Austin.
Look at it.
You think Carli-with-an-"I" is impressed?
I know I married him,
but you really have to question her taste.
Maxine, I think we should go.
And miss out on all the fun?
Hell no.
Wait here, please.
Okay.
Oh, my God.
Hello. Erik?
- Maxine? Hi. - Are you here?
Hey!
Can you do something?
- What do you want me to do? - Oh, my God.
Bye-bye.
Oh, my God.
Oh, my God. Oh...
Uh...
I'm okay.
- You're insane. Yeah. - Oh, yeah.
Crazy as a fox.
Have fun at Pilates.
Come on. The place is ours.
Okay. Let's go.
Two guards by the front...
and one along the side.
What's the plan?
We go in fast, get the girls, get the hell out of there.
- All right. - Here we go.
You got a smoke?
No. I told you I quit.
Oh. Didn't actually believe you.
Hi, fellas.
I might have what you need.
Come on out.
All right.
Where are they?
Where?
The stable.
The stable!
- Back there. - Okay.
Who are you?
It's okay. It's okay. We're here to help.
I got a key.
- Where's Amelia? - Savino took her.
They're headed to the East Philly Rec Center.
Is that where you hid the laptop?
- They left just a few minutes ago. - All right.
Once he gets the laptop, he'll kill her.
Okay, you're coming with us. Let's go.
The cops are on their way.
Looks like we'll beat them there.
I swear, we didn't know who we were stealing from.
It was the last job we did before Amelia went into rehab.
Then, last night, Rudy gets a threatening call
demanding we give back what we stole.
That's when you called Amelia.
She stashed the stuff we took before going to rehab.
I needed her so we could get rid of it.
And you found out Savino was looking for the laptop.
That's why Amelia came up with the plan to hide it.
We knew it was the only way to stay alive if they caught us.
- Why the rec center? - Amelia used to work there.
- Knew it'd be safe. - You stash it in one of the lockers?
Yeah.
Which one is it?
It's 509. It's the, it's the one with the...
Open it.
Come on. Open it.
Do not play with me.
I will blow your pretty little head off.
I'm sorry. I'm trying.
Try harder.
You stay here, wait for the police.
Let's split up.
I'll take the back.
Come on!
Wait!
No, wait, wait, we had a deal.
- Sorry. - Let her go.
Stay back
or I'll kill her.
You can keep the laptop!
It's what you came for. Just let her go.
That's not gonna happen!
You and I both know you won't just let me go.
Hey!
- Hey. You okay? You hurt? - I'm okay.
You're safe now, all right?
You're safe.
Oh...
Oh. Come here.
I'm so sorry, Gran.
I love you so.
I messed up again.
But I promise, we're gonna tell the police everything.
We're gonna make it right.
It's okay.
All that matters is that you're here.
Amelia saved my life.
We're gonna be all right.
Come.
Thank you, Mr. Shaw.
For everything.
Glad everyone's okay.
Thank you.
Sorry about earlier.
Not one of my finest moments.
Girl, you do not need to explain anything to me.
When I saw his car in the driveway, I just...
I know I should know better, but...
in that moment, I just...
wanted him...
To hurt as much as you did?
Yeah.
Didn't feel as good as I thought it would, though.
Yeah, it never does.
- Kind of low-key sucks. - Worst.
I'm sorry.
You must think I'm crazy now, too.
Oh, yeah. You're insane.
But I do think that this just makes you human.
Feeling your feelings.
I guess that's it.
Marriage officially over.
What am I supposed to do now?
I think, right now, you're supposed to just focus on being
on this couch, drinking hot cocoa,
hanging out with your friend.
- And then... - And then
can I shred him?
You could shred him.
Good.
- Cheers to shredding. - Cheers to shredding.
Hey.
Thought about breaking in and waiting inside,
- but figured that's a bit much. - I thought you left town.
No. Thought we'd celebrate.
Wine and...
- burgers? - Yeah.
Dinner of champions.
Sorry I didn't stick around for the after-party,
but dealing with cops and all is...
that's kind of your thing.
At least you got what you wanted.
We both did.
I got the laptop, you got to save those girls,
we took down a whole blackmail operation.
Not bad for a day's work.
So what now?
What do you mean?
I mean, that laptop, it's...
filled with sensitive information.
Gets in the wrong hands, innocent people get hurt.
And what? Think I'll just hand it off to my client,
let him do his worst?
No, I didn't say that.
Hmm.
I think you're just gonna have to trust me on this one.
Yeah, okay.
I can do that.
Shall we eat?
After you.
Step inside. Wine, huh?
Pairs well with a greasy burger.
One way to find out.
Don't knock it till you tried it.
- This is it, huh? - Yeah.
Come on in.