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- Turn there.
There, there! The next--

There. The big one.
The big one. The big one.

There's a lot of points.
That's a lot of points.

This kind of depravity
is a sign of the upcoming
moral apocalypse.

Systemic desensitization
geared towards controlling

our aggression
and sexual drives,

keeping us docile puppets
with our senses held hostage
by a computer screen.

Wait, wait.
It's just a CD game, Munch.

It's just a way of exploring
the arbitrary nature
of winning and losing.

This is the route
to enlightenment?

The hero's a big-breasted woman

toting an Uzi
and blowing away aliens.

Hey. Tara Greenwood makes
the world safe from evil.

She's a two-dimensional
animation.

Didn't you have a little
something for Wilma Flintstone?
Huh?

Watch it. Wilma's sacred.

Got a body in Highland Town.

Meldrick seems to be
missing in action.

- I need a partner.
- I'm in the middle
of a game here.

- I'm going for the high score.
- What about you, Bayliss?

Want to battle evil
in the real world?

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, sure.
Let's-- let's ride.

Yeah. Yeah, go ride.

Good riddance.

Shana Siegel, 25.

A friend of hers,
Melissa Chambers, found the body
when she came to pick Siegel up.

They worked, uh,
a morning shift at Sip & Bite.

No signs of a struggle,
no bloody footprints.

No smears on the door.

Well, that's not nice.
Not leaving us any clues.

The killer did
leave us something.

- Hm?
- Look at this.

"Too little, too late."

Hey, where have you been?

Signing up
for an advanced self-defense
course at the academy.

Why? Something up?

No, I just
haven't seen you around.

- Self-defense, huh?
- Mm-hmm.

You following me?

Well, you know, if you're
interested in protecting
yourself on the street,

I can show you
some boxing moves.

Oh. You and me? Boxing?

You know, a little floor work.

- Holds.
- Tight clinches.

Working up a sweat.

- Discussing your case,
detectives?
- Absolutely, Gee.

Does my heart good

to see two professionals
hard at work.

- Yeah, I better--
- Yeah.

I'll see you around later.
Right, Laura?

- Detective Ballard.
- Yes.
Right, uh, Falsone.

Okay, thanks. Miss Chambers?

- Miss Chambers?
- I'm sorry, were you saying
something to me?

I need to ask you
a few more questions.

Do you have any idea
who would hurt Shana like this?

No. I don't know her well.

We just drove to work together.

She talked a lot in the car,

but if I was driving,
I couldn't read her lips,

so I missed
a lot of what she said.

Did you see anyone exiting
her house when you drove up?

- See anything suspicious?
- Nothing.

The door was open
when I arrived.

Shanna always
left the door open.

I told her it wasn't safe,
but she wouldn't listen.

Did Shana have
any family in town?

Only person she ever mentioned
was her sister.

- Her sister?
- Yeah.

I think she's from Detroit.

Hey. Shana's friend's any help?

Not much.
Getting anything
on that computer?

Only that Shana and the killer
might have had an audience.
Yeah.

See, there's a card
in the computer that you...

Hook a video camera up to,

and you, uh, send the images
over the Internet.

So does that mean
that there might be a videotape

existing somewhere
out there in cyberspace?

Or it might be
somewhere in that computer.

We're going to need
Computer Crimes, I think.

Stage lamp, fake knife.

- What are these?
- Oh, those are squibs.

Yeah, you tape them to the body,
you pierce them and...

...you got instant fake blood.

My undergrad minor was drama.

So we've got items that point
to a stage performance.

Mm-hmm.
Complete with a real,
live dead body.

I feel energized, you know?
Ready.

First real case
since the beatdown.

Yeah, I can barely see
the bruises anymore.

- So everything's okay, huh?
- Yeah, everything else is great.

Good.

You know, I just thought
you and Lewis been partnered up.

You know, you want to
work this case with him...

it's all right with me.

- Lewis say something
to you about me?
- No, nothing.

I just thought
if you two wanted to get
your rhythm back,

you know, after, uh,
after what happened there,

I didn't want to
stand in your way.

Lewis wasn't around. You were.

No reason
we can't finish what we started.

I mean, it's not like
these partnerships are set
in stone, right?

Right.

Hey.

- Renee. Tim.
- Detective Bonaventura.

L.Z. Austin.
What brings you here off-shift?

Heard over KGA
you guys paid a visit
to Shana Siegel's house.

- She was murdered?
- Yeah. You know her?

We talked to Shana yesterday.

She was a witness of ours
on an online murder hoax.

- A hoax?
- A fake slash film.
Simulated murder.

It was broadcast over
the internet night before last.

Shana Siegel was a star.

Shana Siegel, a grad student
at Grant's College

and an acquaintance
named Lemmy Caution hacked
into the college's website

and broadcast a faux slash film.

Siegel as the victim,
Caution as the killer.

Right, these invitations
were sent by email,

and they were advertised
as a-- as a "new age ritual."

In their investigation,

Bonaventura and Austin
found Siegel alive and well

and warned her against
staging another performance.

Mm-hmm, then last night,
they got a couple of calls

about what sounded
like another stage murder.

So they sent those calls
onto Computer Crimes.

- Done and done.
- Until Shana shows up dead.

What about this Lemmy Caution?
The, uh-- the fake killer.

Maybe he's the real killer.

Unfortunately,
if he is our murderer,
he also used a fake name.

Wait, Lemmy Caution.

Lemmy Caution was a,
uh, a character

in a 1960s French film
called Alphaville.

It was about a computer
that ran a whole society.

Do we have anything
on this case?

Bonaventure and Austin have
a videotape of the fake murder,

and there were rituals involved,
including body painting.

And according to their research,
"The ritual was a pastiche

of Afro-Cuban
syncretic religious rituals,

including Voodoo,
Santeria and Candomble."

All right,
work with Bonaventura and Austin

and find this Lemmy--
whatever his name is,

and find out how many people
saw last night's murder
on their computer.

- Right.
- Ask Mike to help.

The FBI has the most up-to-date
computer analysis equipment.

Computers,
internet, cyber world.
Gives me agita.

- I'll be right there.
- Okay.

So you got yourself
a new partner, huh?

You weren't around
when the call came through.

I was over at Jimmy's,
getting myself an egg sandwich.

You didn't tell me that.

You know, Renee, I didn't ever
say I didn't want to
work cases with you.

- I know.
- So if you want, I'm ready
and able to jump in there.

No need.
Bayliss and I've got it
under control.

Fine. Okay.

- Okay.
- Renee.

What have you got?

This is the fake murder
of Shana Siegel,

shown the night before last
on the Grant's College website.

Some kid made
a disc of the video,
turned it over to us.

- Ouch.
- Yeah. It's all faked.

Blood squibs, fake knife.

Looks real enough to me.

Shana Siegel and Lemmy Caution

hacked into Grant's College's
website two nights in a row.

We need to know how they did it.

Both times
the name of the file
was ritual/murder.

Let's see
who their provider was.

Your hacker used Plegma.

The identification number is

1PL422636.

Wait a minute.
That's Shana Siegel's account.

You see, every time
someone signs onto the net,

they can be tracked
by their identification number.

It's like, uh, fingerprints.

It tells us that Lemmy Caution
knew computer records.

He didn't want anything
to come back to him,
so he used his victim's account.

For you.

Sheppard.

So would the hacker
have to be someone who is
familiar with your system?

Say, someone
who worked here at Grant's,
or was a student?

You get some goober
with a God complex
and a computer and a modem,

he can find his way
into any system.

So, anyway. Right.

- Uh, excuse us.
- Okay, thanks.

Bonaventure just got a call
from one of the witnesses.

They received
an email invitation

to view another staged
new age ritual performance

tonight at midnight.

This time
on Whitley University's website.

- Uh-huh. So another performance.
- Or another murder.

Yeah, well, congratulations.

I think that you just downloaded
your first red ball.

We have email invitations
for another ritual killing

tonight at 12:00 midnight,

to be broadcast on
the Whitley University website.

Well, maybe the next victim is
from Whitley University.

Question is, do we have time
to interview every student?

No, and we have no idea

whether the murder will even
take place in Baltimore.

All we can go on is what, uh,
little information we know
about Siegel's murder.

- You got any idea who aced her?
- No. He was wearing a mask.

All we know is
he gave himself a fake name.
Lemmy Caution.

So far, Crime Lab has
come up with nothing.

We got no, uh, clues, no hairs.

So we're waiting
for the ME's report.

Neighbors didn't recall
any disturbance.

No one saw anyone enter
or leave Siegel's house.

Her family's been contacted,
as well as coworkers
at the Sip & Bite.

We now have
eight phone calls from viewers

who witnessed Siegel's death
on their computer last night.

We're calling them all in
for interviews.

Okay, uh, Lewis, you and Munch
interview Siegel's sister.

She's flying in this morning.

Bonaventura,
you and Austin re-interview
the students at Grant's.

And, Ballard, you and, um--

you and Lewis re-canvass
Siegel's neighborhood.

I thought
you wanted me and Munchkin
to go see Siegel's sister.

- Right, uh--
- Listen, listen.

Lewis and Munch,
why don't you stay
with the Siegel family?

Ballard, Gharty,
Falsone and Stivers,
re-canvass the neighborhood.

Speak with any of the witnesses
who saw the video.

All right?
Coordinate here with Mike.

Also, I want you to talk
to the Computer Crime.

See if we can find out
the source of today's email
invitation, all right?

I don't have to remind
all of you that we have 15 hours
until midnight,

and I will be
my usual pleasant self

until this case is solved.

I think we should go
to the ME's office,
give Griscom a nudge.

You know what,
I don't need you telling me
how to run this case

unless you want to be
the primary.

What are you talking about?

Me dropping the ball back there
during that briefing
for a second,

telling Lewis
to work with Munch,
then with Ballard.

You jump in there
to save my ass.
I don't need that.

I was just trying to help.

Look, I know that
I've never been the primary
on a red ball

and I know that
a lot of my cases are still
in red on the board,

and I know
what everybody's thinking about.

No one is thinking that
you cannot handle this case,
Renee.

- Right.
- Listen.

Um, Gandhi said one time
that he, um, he only had
three enemies.

All right?
His first, his favorite enemy
was the British Empire.

His second favorite enemy
was the Indian people,

but his third
and most formidable opponent
was Gandhi himself.

Spare me
your crunchy philosophy.

- Let's go see Griscom.
- Yeah, let's do that.

Yeah.

Sometimes I'd water her plants
when she went out of town.

Did you ever see
Shana with anyone,
or talk with her about friends?

No.

Well, if you think of anything,
please give us a call.

I'm sure I won't.

I'm glad you and Falsone
are cooling it on company time.

Oh, well, actually,
we are cooling it all together.

- Oh?
- Mm-hmm.

Your idea or his idea?

A little bit of both.

Huh.

You okay about that?

- Mm-hmm.
- You don't need for me
to bust his chops?

Mm-mm.

'Cause, um, you know,
if he broke your heart
or something like that...

you just have to ask and ka-pow.

It's no need. But thank you.

Miss Siegel, did your sister
ever talk to you
about any of her friends?

Specifically a person
named Lemmy Caution?

She never mentioned that name.
She never mentioned anyone.

- I knew this would happen.
- How did you know?

Shana has to move
to the only city

with a higher murder rate
than Detroit

and, surprise, surprise,
she gets murdered.

I guess
that's my sister for you.

Always trying to buck the odds.

Always losing.

Here are Shana Siegel's
autopsy results.

It took me a while to figure out
the precise sequence of events,

but I cleverly teased it out

and came up
with the following scenario.

First, she was stabbed
in the chest.

The initial strike
severed her aorta,

so probably she was dead
before the third
or fourth strike.

- Now, the killer used a--
- A straight-edged hunting knife.

He then stabbed her
six more times in the stomach.

Yeah, we saw
a copy of the killer's MO.

He staged a fake murder
the night before
the actual murder.

- You could have told me.
- Could have?

Griscom, what we need to know
is if you found any traces.

Skin under the fingernails,
hair,

anything that might
give us a lead on the killer.

The body came up clean.

The lab has been
examining her clothes.

- But so far, uh--
- Don't tell me "nothing."

How about bupkis?

Or nada? Or nichevo?

Or maybe you prefer zero,
or zip, or zilch.

You take your pick, Detective.
It means nothing to me.

Well, how did you hear
about the murder?

My girlfriend forwarded
an email invite to me.

Her brother had
forwarded it to her,

but I don't know
who clued him in.

I'm a professor of philosophy
at Grant's College.

I heard several of my students
talking about the cyber murder.

I wanted to keep up
with what they're interested in,
so I watched.

The entire murder?

Keeping up
with college kids these days?

It's not for the squeamish.

Well, the technology was
pretty good and all,

but the effects were
smoke and mirror stuff.

I mean, you see it
every day on television.

It's not like
the woman was really killed.

Okay, what you saw
was a real murder.

Oh, man.

Oh, man, that's so-- so--

cool.

Sheppard.

What's the status
of the Siegel murder?

We're working
on the case, Chief.

Look, there's
a strong possibility
that around midnight tonight,

another young woman
will lose her life.

Now, I want a more specific
answer from you than,

"We're working on the case."

We've got nothing
from the Crime Lab or the ME's.

Neighbors have heard nothing.
Family, friends know nothing.

Where's Bonaventura and Austin?

I-- I think
they're at the-- at the college,
questioning the students.

You think?

You're the primary of the case.

You've got to know where
every member of your team is.

So if you want them,
you can get them.

- Do I make myself clear?
- Yes, sir.

- Tell me you found something.
- No.

No, I'm just checking the BBS.
See if anyone has a copy
of Siegel's murder.

- BBS?
- Internet bulletin boards.

You can set up a site
where people log in

and, um, you know,

share their opinions
about a specific topic.

Someone set up a BBS
on Siegel's murder.

I've also checked
CyberSlash chatrooms.

These people are actually
having real time conversations

about Siegel's murder.

- You got 20 names there.
- Yeah.

This is just
CyberSlash chatroom number four.

- Wow.
- There are six in all.

It's four o'clock
in the afternoon.

Don't these people have
better things to do

than sit in front of a screen
and talk about a murder?

Apparently not.

Let me know if anyone has
anything important to say.

Yeah.

"Officer on the scene
was Frank Keane."

How do these inter-nuts
know that?

They follow the investigation.

They know
all the detectives involved,
our names, facts of life.

What facts of life?

Someone's looked up, um,
what cases we worked on,

where we went to school,
where we lived.

Wait a minute.
My particulars are floating
around in cyberspace?

- Don't they need my permission?
- No.

Not-- not if what they print
is in the public record.

And who reads this?

Well, anyone hooked up
to the net can access it.

We're talking 70,

maybe 100 million
terminals worldwide.

Sheppard,
the FBI computer technicians

found something
on Siegel's computer.

- Bayliss is waiting
for us downstairs.
- Let's go.

I was able to restore
the victim's deleted email
from her cache.

Okay, who's "BYTEMYFACE"?

- That's
Siegel's email address.
- Lovely.

"So, we'll need
a few hours preparation,

so I'll come over at 9:00."

This is a letter
from the killer.

Arnie@ICSN.

Can we find out who that is?

Myron, do we have a subpoena
for ICSN for release
of subscriber information?

- Absolutely.
- Well, I'll find out
who this Arnie@ICSN is.

Got you, Arnie. You bastard.

Baltimore police. Open up!

Come here.

We're here to talk
with Arnold Mueller.
Where is he?

Listen, we're not-- we're--
we're not going to hurt you.

We just need to talk to him now.
Can you tell us where he is?

I'm Arnold Mueller.

You are? You're Arnold?

We've been spoofed.

Son of a bitch spoofed us.

Used someone else's
email address
to cover his own identity.

How did he do that?

Well, he wrote a program
so that anytime he sends out
an email,

it looks like
it comes from Arnie@ICSN.

So if someone tries
to track Caution,

they're going to find Arnold.

- Who doesn't know
Caution from Adam.
- Yeah.

Mike, can your Technical
Service Division find out
who did send those messages?

Yeah, sure.
It'll just take time.

We have until midnight.

That gives us
less than four hours.

There might be another way
to catch this Lemmy Caution.

So we wait until he kills again.

We know that each of
the rituals Caution performed
took almost 30 minutes.

It was a good 20 minutes
before he actually began
to injure his victim.

And we also know
that Caution logged on
using his victim's account.

According to the tech service,

we can monitor
the university's computer logs

as Caution's performance
comes in.

And since caution
is using his victim's account,

we can figure out the provider

and identification number
of the victim.

How do we know that this
Mr. Caution won't figure out
what we're doing?

Oh, we don't.
But it's our best chance.

Once we get
the victim's ID number,

we can contact the provider
and get the victim's name
and address.

That's right.
Then we sent out the cars,
and bingo, we got our man.

How long will that take?

If everything goes
according to plan,
10-15 minutes.

And if it doesn't?

- Unacceptable.
- Gee, there may be
no other choice here.

We have talked
to Siegel's family, acquaintances.

We have questioned
the witnesses.
We have checked the crime scene.

I want you to go over
every interview,

every piece of evidence,
every report.

Ten times if you have to.

Pull out detectives
from other places
if you need to.

I do not want
another woman to go through
this kind of torture again.

Not for five minutes,
not for five seconds.

Okay. June 1st, 1996,

Timothy Leary was going to
commit suicide on the internet.

Died before the intended date.

June 16th, 1998.

Elizabeth Oliver
had her son Sean
on the internet.

Renee Fluger had
a quadruple bypass on the web
ten months ago.

But this is the first time
anyone's been murdered
on the web,

as far as we know.

Just my luck.

Here are the interviews
with Shana Siegel's friends
and coworkers.

May not be of much help.

Miss Siegel
wasn't very communicative

about her extramural activities.

Everything's set
at Whitley University.

I've also got the FBI
regional unit standing by.

We have 30 minutes left.

Friends and neighbors
told us nothing about Siegel
meeting with Caution.

- Where do you want this?
- Just add it on.

She's feeling the pressure.

Ooh, Quick Draw McGraw?

- That's cold, Meldrick.
- It was a joke.

Now, come on.
I'm the one who got shot at.

If that bullet had been
maybe an inch lower,

I wouldn't be here
to defend myself.
It was a joke.

Sheppard.

- Anything?
- Not yet.

Get down to Whitley University.

- Tim, we're going.
- Okay.

Mike, I need you
at the FBI regional.

Falsone,
coordinate the radio cars
and every available detective.

Once we get
the victim's address,

we have less
than 10 minutes to get to her.

Mike, it's time.

- Falsone?
- The city's covered.
All units are ready.

- They're good to go.
- Okay.

I'm starting the trace.

Trying to get
a read on the stream.

Can you get anything?

- What happened?
- Computer's frozen up.

The stream's no longer
coming through.

Too many people logged on
to see the murderer.

- They crashed the computer.
- Did you lose the signal?

- Can you get
the identification number?
- Give me a minute.

- Look, we don't have a minute.
- The system's crashed.
There's only so much I can do.

Look, whatever you are doing,
you have got to do it faster.

Hold on.

Hold on.

Got it.
The signal came through Retenex.

Uh, Mike.
The provider is Retenex.

The number is 5XL3299.

5XL3299.

Good. Hold on.

This is Special Agent
Mike Giardello with the FBI.

Yeah, I have a subpoena
to find out the statistics

of subscriber number

5XL3299.

Mm-hmm.

Mike?

Bayliss.

Initial L. Ryland.

- Okay, initial L. Ryland.
- 800 Henrietta Street.

800 Henrietta street. Got it.

Falsone, the address
is 800 Henrietta Street.

34 Charlie. 34 Charlie.

Well, at least we know
that Lemmy Caution's real name
is Luke Ryland.

But are you sure?

We got an IG picture of Ryland.

Someone at the Sip & Bite put
Siegel and Ryland together.

Ryland used
his own account to log on,

which led you to his house,
not his victim.

You said he would use
his victim's account.

We thought
Ryland would follow a pattern.

But he didn't
and now we could have
another dead woman.

I mean,
we've got to find Ryland.

We have put
his name through NCIC.

If he's such a great hacker,

how do we know
he hasn't changed his records?

Well, sir, we don't.

Well, there's a lot
we don't know,

but you've got to give me
something I can work with.

We're fielding hundreds
of calls and emails,

each one saying they know
the identity of the victim.

Just a lead. Just one good lead.

Renee.
Patrolman in Canton thinks
he's found the second victim.

Sheppard.

Okay, Bonaventura and Austin,
check the other room.

See if there's anything
that might indicate
how she knew Ryland.

Ryland's escalating
the violence here.

Beat her first
before stabbing her.

Did he leave a message
on that computer?

- No.
- Can you disconnect that?

Technical Service
should look it over.

- No problem.
- All right.
Where's the damn Crime Lab, man?

I want this place
processed from top to bottom.

Do you have a suspect?

We do have a suspect, yes.

- When will you make an arrest?
- Very soon.

We're completing
our investigation.

The video of the murder,
is there anything being done

to prevent the circulation
of copies on the internet?

That's beyond
the scope of our jurisdiction.

The police
are investigating a murder.

We can't control content
on the internet.

The press will be notified
as soon as we have
our suspect in custody.

Thank you very much.

Thank you very much.
That'll be all.

I want a word with you.

- Bayliss.
- Yeah, Gee?

If you don't make
an arrest soon,

Barnfather wants me
to reassign you as primary
on the case.

- Renee can handle it, Gee.
- Look, I need results.

You understand? I need results.

You know something?
Seven years ago,
my first red ball, Adina Watson.

The bosses wanted me
off the case
and you backed me up.

As I recall, you never closed
the Adena Watson case either.

Just organizing
all of the information.

Cleaning it up.

You know, Renee,
you said one time

that, uh, you wanted a friend
that you could talk to.

You know what?

I've got enough friends.

Hey!

See, now that is your mind
when it's clear.

And this is your mind...

when you have got an attitude!

I don't need
emotionally politically correct

detective lessons from you.

Maybe this is how
you came up the squad.

Listening at the feet
of the all-powerful Pembleton.

I don't need a mentor.

I survived this far on my own.

I'll make it
the rest of the way.

Well, while you're doing
a real bang-up job,

I gotta tell you
that Barnfather wants you
off the case.

You know, arranging
these files is not going to
help you catch Ryland.

- You're just procrastinating.
- Get out of my face!

You don't need
these files, Renee.

You know every single thing
that is in these files.

What you need to do is
you need to get over this.

"Poor Renee got beat down.

Everyone thinks
she can't handle her case" crap.

You can either let what happened

wipe away every shred
of your confidence

and destroy your ability
to be a detective...

or you can keep going.

You know, you can work murders,
you can close cases.

And what if I can't?

What if I don't close the case?

You know what,
then it stays up
on the board in red...

and you go on,
you move on to the next case,

and the next one after that,
and the next one after that.

Screw you, Bayliss.

Screw you, too, Renee.
Do your job.

What, or you'll take over
as primary?

What else are friends for?

We've confirmed that Luke Ryland
is from Annapolis.

He's got no family,
his parents died,
leaving him a lot of money.

Dropped out
of Cornell University
four years ago.

Been living in Baltimore
the last three.

No prior arrests.

What about this latest victim?

Katherine Councill, 28.

Worked in a used bookstore.

Friends say she talked about

meeting Ryland two weeks ago
through the Internet.

It seems that Ryland sent
the signal in with a cell phone.

Well, if he does it again,
can we trace him
through the cell phone signal?

No, we need a court order
from the FCC to do that.

I was thinking
serial murderers get high
on the excitement they cause.

They watch TV broadcasts,
they read the papers.

- Right?
- Would he be monitoring that
bulletin board on the internet?

Okay, we've logged on.

You're in charge.

"This is Detective Sheppard.

I know you're out there,
you son of a--"

Can you write that
on a public bulletin board?

Profanity is discouraged, Renee.

Too bad.
How do I send this thing?

No one's responding.

Wait a minute.
Here's a message from Obermeier.

"Don't you know better
than to use profanity?"

Well, I told you.

There's another.

"Detective Sheppard,
is it true that you were
Miss Anne Arundel Co--"

You were
Miss Anne Arundel County?

This is getting us nowhere.
This was a bad idea.

If Ryland is watching
the internet,

there's no guarantee
that he's looking
at this particular BBS.

Listen, just give him some time.
All right? He might be shy.

Oh, you got
an instant message here.

Someone wants to have
a private conversation with you.

"Is this from the detective
in charge of the case?"

Yes.

"Too bad you won't get
another chance to catch me.

I think I'll take
my business elsewhere."

Sent by Brothinker.

Can we get some information
on this character?

Well, if it's Ryland,
he's probably spoofed
another name for himself.

"How do I know you're Ryland?"

"Arnie at ICSN."

The public didn't know
the killer used that address.
It's Ryland.

"Taking your business
elsewhere?"

"Don't you want to
play anymore?"

"I've read
all about you, Sheppard.

After last month,
I think that you'd be
tired of getting beaten."

I'm just getting warmed up.
Bring it on.

You're asking him
to commit another murder?

No, she's baiting him.

If Ryland tries to kill again,

we might be able
to track his cell phone use.

We might be able
to get him this time.

He's not going to answer back.

"Scared? Coward?"

No. He logged off.

But not before posting a message

on the bulletin board.

"You are invited
to another performance.

12:00 midnight.

Www.inplainsite."

- Whose
website is that?
- That's not a university.

Could be his personal website.
I'll check it out.

No, no, no. I'll check that out.

Bonaventura, get a subpoena
to track the cell phone
from the FCC.

Austin, organize the squad cars.

Mike, I need your
FBI computer techs monitoring

as the video streams in.

We're going to get him
this time.

- I figured
if we challenged Ryland--
- You figured.

What if Ryland doesn't use
his cell phone?

What if he spoofs us again?

This man's no hack at hacking.

Ryland's escalating
the violence of his murders.

He's out of control.
He'll make a mistake.

If you haven't already.

Not backing me up as primary
is one thing,

at least have the balls
to take me off the case.

I strongly suggest
you rephrase that, Detective.

But if this is about
your lack of faith in me
as a detective,

then maybe I should just resign.

- Is that what this is about?
- Now wait a minute.

Hold it. Back up right there.

I had my ass on a line
while you were still in diapers.

It was brothers like me
who walked into
an all-white police department,

that made it possible
for a Black woman
to be a detective.

Now, you've been beat down,
and you're running a red ball,

so I'm going to forget
that you used those words.

You're in charge of this case.
Close it.

Got the whole south side
covered to Fairfield.

Squad cars will be ready
and waiting by 11:45.

Mm-hmm.
What about the subpoena
for tracking the cell signal?

- Yes, delivered
to the FCC already.
- All right. All right.

- Tim.
- Hey.

Uh, you find out
about the owner
of the Inplainsite webpage?

Uh, ye-- Uh, it's not Ryland.

Well, who is it?
Maybe he knows Ryland.
Maybe he's somehow connected.

N-- no, it's just a, uh--
You know, it's a random website.

That-- that doesn't make sense.
I mean, did you check the--

Renee.

It's, um...

It's my website.

- Yours?
- Yeah.

Why didn't you just say so?

Well, because I prefer
to keep my private life private.

- You know?
- Yeah.

Oh, look what's on this website.

Buddhist perspectives
on bisexuality.

Buddhism.
It's right up your alley,
huh, Bayliss?

Oh, yeah, how about that?

All units report.

Holabird and Dundalk ready.

Albemarle and Eastern ready.

Gough and Linwood ready.

Start the trace.

I got the provider. It's ICSN.

I need a subpoena
for ICSN user ID number

346925R.

Yeah,
we don't know for sure that
that's the victim's account.

The FCC's got
that cell phone signal.

It's coming
from 106 Fenchurch Road.

106 Fenchurch Road.

No sirens.
We don't want to tip him off.

Let's go.

Police! Stay put!

Drop it! Drop it!

Take the knife!

- No!
- Hook him up.
Hook him up.

No! No!

We got him.

All right,
let's go [indistinct].
Come on.

Detective Sheppard.

Nice to meet you
face to face.

The feeling's mutual,
you son a bitch.

Maybe see you later.

I'll call you.

- Trouble in Paradise?
- No.

Hey, so, Sheppard
redeemed herself, huh?

- Caught a murderer.
- Yeah.

That's computer crime, you know,
it's a far cry from the street.

- Hey, Shep.
- Hey.

Okay. Renee.

Danvers is on his way down.

- Hey, Mike.
- Yeah?

How do you feel
about giving the second shift

the benefit
of your FBI expertise?

- Sure. What do you got?
- Oh, we got a case.

- We could use your help.
- All right. Come on, fill me in.

Sheppard.

Barnfather's having
a press conference
in 20 minutes.

I want you to be there
so he can congratulate you
on a job well done.

That's okay, Lieutenant.

Be there. That's an order.

I want to see
Barnfather eat his words.

You should be there, too.

Oh, no.
Gee didn't say anything
about me.

Besides, you closed the case.

You deserve the glory.

- I don't want to
steal your thunder.
- Liar.

You just want to
go home and go to bed.

You got that right.

Good detective work.

- Good night, Bayliss.
- Good night, Renee.