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I saw her in a dream that I had.

How'd you do that? I look at a picture of a missing person and then I get a

dream about them. I'm offering to release you from custody if you'll agree

a special consultant to the Bureau.

Welcome to the FBI, Ms.

Mastroianni.

I'm Jess Mastroni, and they told me to come up to this floor.

Good.

Excuse me. Hi. I'm studying work here today. As what?

A special consultant.

Yeah, right.

Hi. Can you tell me where I can find Brooke Halibut?

Never heard of her.

Yeah, she just transferred from Washington.

Bounced out of D .C.

Wonder who she browned off. I'm going to be working with her.

Yeah.

You're the mind reader.

No, I can't read minds. Are the cults going to cover the spread this week?

no, I don't predict the future either.

I heard some DC agent got hooked up with a psychic out here. They didn't mention

you were in high school.

Yeah, well, actually, I graduated from college in June.

Oh, that's different.

He's making a hell of a career move.

Jeff.

Brooke. Thank God.

How are you?

I'm good.

A little nervous. That's normal. Come on.

They don't exactly roll out the red carpet around here, do they? Well, the

has a certain feel about it. You get used to it.

Thank you.

Also, some of the people here aren't too crazy about what you and I will be

doing.

Finding missing people?

Using the dreams to help find them.

Well, isn't that the whole reason that I'm here? Well, you're here because I

know you have a gift. I've seen it work, but the Bureau hadn't officially used

the psychic, so...

Bringing you on board as a consultant hasn't been very popular with everybody.

I see. We just have to make this work. If we get results, they'll warm up to

Hi, guys.

Well, you wanted a welcome.

And while we're at it, you're no longer a visitor. You work here.

Welcome to your office.

Thank you.

You never heard of Kreskin?

No. He's this famous psychic guy. When he played Vegas, he let the casino hide

his paycheck, but he found it every time.

I could do that for you if you like. No, thank you.

Hi, I'm Jess Mastriani. Like I could have missed that.

Everybody's talking about you. I'm Sunny.

Sunny? Yeah, short for Sunshine.

I have five older sisters. My dad was really busy. He was a state senator, and

he really couldn't tell us all apart, so he called us all Sunshine.

You must be Sunny Estrada.

I'm Brooke Hadlett. Welcome aboard. Thank you. I'm told you're an

evidence support supervisor.

The Einstein of Indianapolis.

Good.

I won't lie to you, Sonny. You're putting your career on the line with

state. At least that means I have a career. I was beginning to wonder.

Hadlett.

Be right there.

We're on.

Sharon Winter, 23, from Northfield, Indiana.

It's outside the city.

She had dinner with her parents last night at their club. They're worth about

$30 million.

Ransom note? Not so far.

Also present at dinner was her boyfriend, Cliff Billinger, from Royal

Michigan. Very wealthy. After dinner, he takes her to a car dealership to pick

up a new set of wheels.

Oh, nothing else to do, right?

She leaves the dealership, hasn't been seen since.

Anyone find the car? Nope.

All right, I'm emailing the locals at Northfield, and I'm going to let them

you're coming.

Okay.

Here's the real kicker, ladies.

She's one of us.

I'll be on.

Sharon Winters, huh? She just graduated Quantico?

Yeah. It's a good thing she's trained. She'll make it hard on anyone abducting

her.

That's good to know.

So, are you a trainee, too?

Something like that. I'll need your notes.

Yes.

Yes, ma 'am.

I'm not ordering. I'm only asking. I appreciate that.

But it's your case now, right? I'm just some guy from Marquette who never even

finished college.

I suppose you want the file now, too, huh?

Anderson, look, I checked you out. You've got an excellent solve rate. I'm

here to take this away from you, okay? Whatever I find, you'll get. All I ask

the same from you.

That's very generous of you. So who'd you have contact with through the day?

the boyfriend, uh, people at the car dealership, a guy who works for a

Doing what?

Restoring cars.

Wait, are you talking about Elle Winters?

Elle Winters, her father, yeah.

Um, Mr. Winters has a killer car collection.

It's famous. I, uh... I saw one at a ride meet once.

67 Cuda, mint green, 340X block, but with a six -pack hood.

I mean, it wasn't Mopar original or anything, but still.

We'll take the mechanic.

I'll get him in here for you. Appreciate that. No problem.

Thank you. Thank you.

Well,

I got no reason to hurt her.

I hardly know her, right?

We've got totally separate lives.

She's got millions of bucks, and I restore cars.

When was the last time you saw her?

Yesterday afternoon.

She was checking on one of her father's cars I was doing some work on.

And where were you last night?

Working.

Alone? Yeah, so what?

So, Ben, you say you hardly knew her. What does that mean exactly?

I went to high school with her.

She left the last two years.

Where to?

Andover.

And over.

Where is that?

I don't know.

You don't know?

Yeah, it's near Boston or something.

You seem anxious, Ben.

Yeah, I'm anxious.

You're wasting time here. You should be finding her. I'm trying to. You want to

tell me something that might help me?

I don't know.

You love her?

You wish.

Ben, either you love her or you took her.

Which is it?

I'm out of here.

Hey, I'm going to find out. You might want to start me off with your own

version.

You just heard it.

Okay, so do you want to tell me how you did that? Did what?

Figured out that he was in love with her?

Well, he said he hardly knew her, but he knows we're Andover's.

And then his eyes and his hands, they never stopped moving.

He's always worried about her.

Again, either he loves her or he took her.

Okay.

I'm impressed.

Yeah, it's me.

Get in your car and stay on the phone.

I wish there was more I could tell you. You've given up everything you have. You

can come see me anytime, if you remember anything else.

You holding up okay?

Oh, I'm okay, yes.

Our children have been at risk before.

We've always encouraged them to serve.

My son is a Marine.

And, uh, Sharon's always dreamed of the FBI.

We all expect she'll come back.

And this will never have happened.

It's okay.

It's okay.

God, please.

Okay, easy, easy. Come with me.

I'm just not getting much of a feeling from them.

It's been a long first day. Why don't you head home?

And dream?

Hopefully.

I'm going to work through it, so call me when it happens.

If it happens. When?

Honey, anything?

Your cop called.

Henderson? Yeah, he's got a suspect from the car dealership. Wants to know if

you want to see the guy. Definitely. We got anything else?

In here. Well, at least it's nice and fresh here in Indiana.

You have no idea how boring fresh air gets.

I left D .C. two years ago. My husband got transferred here. I have not stopped

yawning since.

You'll stop now.

So I hear you got some hot reputation.

Yeah, which is on the line if we don't crack some cases fast.

Oh, we will.

Oh, that reminds me. The new SAIC wants to see you. Oh, good.

Good. I'm looking forward to that.

Didn't really get along with my last boss.

Who was that?

You wouldn't know him. This guy named Alan Coyle.

I met him this afternoon.

Why? I like to meet on my staff.

Brooke. Alan.

What brings you here?

My new job.

Special agent in charge.

In charge of?

The Midwest.

See?

I work for the FBI, okay?

And it has speed dial.

Ah.

Look, we just want to talk.

What?

About what?

I didn't hurt her.

Please, you have to listen to me. It'll take two minutes.

We didn't mean to scare you.

It'll be cool, honest.

Okay.

I'm listening.

I'm not a criminal.

You ran me off the road to tell me this. I had to do something. Your partner

wasn't listening. She's not my partner. She's my boss. Whatever. Yeah, you

didn't look like a cop. I'm telling you, I didn't do it. Chill out, man. You're

scaring me.

Look, your boss was right about one thing.

I love Sharon.

That's great.

I gotta go.

Lou, don't.

You gotta listen.

Okay, that's it.

Look, I'm here to help you. You're screwing yourself.

Listen, go if you want, but he is nothing like this. He's just very messed

about Sharon.

He's loved her forever.

The last two years of high school, he used to hitchhike to Massachusetts just

hang around her window.

How'd she feel about that?

She loves me.

What about her boyfriend?

I said she loves me.

Her parents don't.

So she always has a respectable boyfriend around to show them.

Here's the truth.

Can I borrow these?

Yeah.

So how come I can't smoke?

Because it's bad for you, Charles.

Now, why don't you talk to us a bit more about the night Sharon Winters picked

up the car from you?

I told you, I prepped her car. She came and got it.

You see her drive off?

Yeah. You follow her?

Why would I do that?

Why?

You ever, uh, you ever hit a woman, Chuck?

You can read.

Seems to be a habit with you, huh? Look.

I want a cigarette. We want to know where you were last night.

I went, you know, for a beer. Where?

Appleton's.

It's a roadhouse, isn't it?

You just violated your own parole, Charles.

No drinking in a public place, am I right?

Lieutenant? Yeah.

Can I see you a minute?

Sure.

What? He didn't do it.

No, he talked to her five minutes before she disappears. He's got 15

convictions. Yeah, but they're not related. No kidnapping, no confinement,

murder. Plus, he was in a bar with 30 witnesses.

I bet it checks.

The guy hits women.

What about the boyfriend?

I interviewed him an hour ago.

He's got every advantage in the world, but he's still a spoiled jerk. He's an

alibi. I'll need a statement.

It's on my desk. I'm going to go back in there. Do you mind? You should really

go home. No, I can't. So I'm going to go back in.

Chuck? Coyle.

Hey, it's me.

What do you got?

Jess has gone home, hopefully to dream, and the local guy is missing the point.

What do we have in the car?

She was in a Beamer 5 Series, gold color, very distinctive.

Whoever took her would have had to lose it fast.

I got three teams and a five -mile radius search.

Can we make it ten?

You got a good reason.

Young woman in a fast car. She could have gone away before something

All right, I'll give you ten miles.

Great. Thanks. I'm on my way back.

She's FBI, you know.

Yeah, I know she's trained to survive.

She's waiting for us Brooke every case is important, but I really want this

So do I Alan?

What kind of tree was it?

It was an oak tree.

How do you know?

We had an oak tree in our backyard.

What else, Jen?

It's hard to explain. There was this ballerina.

And there was the Mona Lisa.

A bunch of flowers.

Oh, hey, this is weird. There was a football helmet.

What did that look like?

Gold. Black and white stripe.

I think there was like a cougar or something on the side. Northern Michigan

Wildcats.

I like football.

Okay, so what do we have here? We have ballerinas, a Mona Lisa, an oak tree,

northern Michigan Wildcats.

Concordance coming up.

What? Computer party trick. Combines words, looks for pairings, meanings.

Here it is.

Lisa LeMay, ballerina, New York.

Mona Roundtree, also a ballerina. Royal Oak, Michigan.

Royal Oak, Michigan. That's where Sharon Winter's boyfriend is from.

Which boyfriend?

There's more than one?

Yeah, there's like one for her parents and one for her.

How do you know that?

Oh, um, Ben Nugent told me.

Really?

And when did you talk to him?

Uh, tonight. I was going to tell you about that. I just thought the dream was

more important.

And why did you talk to a suspect on your own?

It's the rich one, Clifford Sillinger, Royal Oak, Michigan.

We have Sheeran Winch's car.

Where? A few miles north of the dealer.

Are the locals recovering? They're going to mess up my evidence.

Full containment procedures, Sonny. I want you to oversee it.

Let's get that rich boyfriend in here.

And, uh, can I talk to you for a second?

So where were you when Sharon disappeared?

At the library.

Which one?

Indianapolis State.

Were you alone?

I don't know. It's a library.

There were people.

So you didn't go with Sharon to get her car?

It's just a car.

And what were you doing at the library?

I have a paper left before I graduate.

Check out any books? No. Are you going to find Sharon or what?

Yes, I am.

Look, there's nothing to do here. I didn't hurt her. I don't know anyone who

would. I'm not even from here, so I don't know why you're talking to me.

You know what?

I don't know why either.

Maybe I will sometime soon.

Let's go.

And you parked outside, right?

Yeah. What kind of car?

It's a Porsche 911.

Okay, so why does it matter where he parked his car?

May not.

Depends if I find something.

Like this.

So he parked his car in a two -hour zone? And they marked his tire.

Chalk's still fresh, so there's a chance he got a parking ticket in the last 48

hours. And I bet it wasn't the library.

We've got DNA from the victim's car.

What source?

Saliva. It's on a paper cup that has good prints on it.

So he wasn't expecting a struggle when he got in the car. Since he was carrying

a drink, he must have known her. Who was it? Benjamin Charles Nugent.

The mechanic.

No. No!

Don't touch! Don't touch me!

We've got Ben Nugent on the DNA and the fingerprints, no question.

Isn't that enough?

Not for me. I need to know why he did it, but he won't talk to us without a

lawyer. Today is Sunday.

Legal aid is backed up.

Got a question soon.

Well, I'm way out in front of you, Brooke.

I found a judge in Evansville who's willing to lend us one of his public

defenders. Great, thank you.

Hey, listen.

We really need this.

We? Yeah, as a matter of fact.

I have my neck on the line for you. You crash, I crash.

Just my project.

That I approved.

You did?

As my first decision in my new job, yes.

Huh.

You were always a better field agent than me. I'm a manager.

Let's face it, we're both where we belong, so maybe we can make this work,

right? Because someone out there may have one of our people. Yeah.

I'm on it.

Hey.

Hey!

We have to talk.

What are you doing here? You have to listen to me on this. They just arrested

Ben. He didn't do it.

Maybe.

That's why we have courts. Listen, I've known this guy since sixth grade.

There's no way that he hurt her.

He's a mechanic. He's not a psycho.

Let me ask you something. Was he ever an artist?

Like a painter?

No. No, he's a motorhead. He's like me. We love cars.

Okay, but did he ever paint them?

Well, he'll do design work.

But somebody else puts on the paint, he'll come up with stripes or skulls or

good -looking women in good taste.

He is an artist.

No, listen to me.

There is no way that he could have hurt Sharon. No way. He loves her.

He led this double life for her for years, where she'll go out and get these

rich guys to make her parents happy, but then she's with him, too, to make

herself happy. Now, do you think that he could have put up with that if he

didn't love her?

Look, you have to believe me on this.

Why?

Because I wouldn't lie to you.

Jeff.

I gotta go. Believe me.

Guy. His name's Hunter. He's one of Ben Nugent's friends.

Dammit, Jess.

You can't talk to anyone about the cases you work on. No, I didn't talk to him.

He talked to me.

What was I supposed to do, just walk away from him? That is exactly what

supposed to do.

You decide who you talk to and who you don't talk to, all right?

Yeah, fine.

All right.

It's about painting. What is?

My dream.

There's just all these images that you see in painting.

And?

And Ben Nugent paints cars, or at least he designs them.

Huh.

That isn't good for Ben, is it?

No.

Do you think he did it? Evidence says so.

I just, I don't know what to think. I mean, I feel, it doesn't feel like he

it. And does that count for anything?

Feelings make mistakes. DNA doesn't.

On the other hand, your feelings aren't the regular kind, are they?

Cliff, the parking ticket puts you on 11th Street near Lynnhurst the night

Sharon disappeared. Now, I don't know of any libraries in that area.

How's it Blades?

Blades. What's Blades?

A bar.

A gay bar.

Anyone with you?

No. You know, those places are pretty much empty most of the time.

What were you doing there that night? What part of this are you missing?

Sharon and I cover for each other, all right? I act like her boyfriend so she

can sleep with Mike the mechanic and her parents won't find out. And she acts

like my girlfriend, so... So?

So I don't have to talk to people about my personal life.

Is that all right with you? I mean, I'm not a criminal in this state, am I? I

don't know yet.

Give me the address of the bar and I'll see if you check out.

It was more painting images and a creaking sound.

And there was a scarecrow again and Sharon's car and a gas station.

You didn't mention a scarecrow before.

Yeah, it was scary. It was like it was alive or something.

Like in The Wizard of Oz? No, like scary.

I never thought Ray Bolger was scary in that movie.

Those flying monkeys always get me.

Okay, let's punch in Scarecrow.

Let's see what we get.

Scarecrow texturals.

Scarecrow building.

That's it.

What the hell? Try Bulger.

Bulger service station.

Just stopped 236, closed down seven years ago.

Let's check it out.

Are you all right?

Ow.

How do I get out?

What is that?

It's like a plastic sheet.

Buried plastic sheet.

This is really not good.

Digging is never good.

Body's been in the ground a couple of weeks. This is not our body.

So

what

do we got?

Marilyn Jane Lester, 25, missing from Louisville last year. Multiple stab

wounds, indications of prolonged confinement.

She disappeared two days after getting accepted to the bar.

But how could my dreams have led to her? I haven't, I've never even heard her

name. Well, you've been looking through the files. Maybe you saw her picture,

but I bet she's tied to this case.

Because? Because Jess has been living this case and she dreamed it.

All right.

I'm going to go see if Nugent's ready to talk. Yeah.

The sheets on the body were wiped clean. We have a very careful perp, except

this villain.

Piece of a shirt, handkerchief, and Dean Cotton, ginger check.

But it's also staying with a polymer binding agent commonly found in engine

treatment. These Yankees are beloved of grease monkeys all over the world. They

stick it in their ass pocket and hope the girls think they're Springsteen.

I doubt they want the girls to think they're 53 years old. Oh, some loves are

eternal, Chriskin. Hey, if that is a handkerchief, it probably is DNA,

You want to guess?

No. Ben Nugent. And the lady wins a prize.

God, it is all tied in.

Probable serial killer case.

Sunny, I'm going to need you to check on all missing women statewide for the

last three years, at least.

Neighboring states, too, while you're at it, with a special emphasis on

achievers.

Achievers? Yeah.

The one, Vic, made the bar. A second one joined the Bureau, so maybe this guy's

got some problem with women who accomplish things, you know, an honor or

or something like that. Well, there are cases like this on the record.

Behavior thinks the pathology comes from a feeling of having been kept down or

having some sort of special talent or ability that's been disregarded. An

ability like painting?

Painting would apply.

You should get started, Brooke.

Nugent's in room four.

What about the lawyer?

He's trying to keep him quiet, but I think he's ready to talk.

He did real well, huh, Jess?

Yeah. It doesn't feel like it, though.

I just don't want to believe this guy's a serial killer, you know?

Well,

our job is to solve the cases. What we believe.

It's another ballgame.

You've been up all night.

Why don't you go home, kid?

Get some sleep.

Yeah.

I will.

The jackpot.

Three missing women that fit the pattern.

One in Blackford County, two in Market, Michigan.

I'll pull the files. I'll get some people on them. Okay.

Hey, if Burke hears, she's not picking up her cell. She's in interrogation.

Well, I've had another dream about the gas station. I really need to talk to

her. I can't stop the interrogation, Jess.

She could break them any time. Okay, but I've had another dream. About what? The

gas station, where the body was. Did it show you directly where Sharon Winters

is? No, but if I did... I'm sorry, Jess.

The questioning is more important. Look, we've got a missing agent here, and

this guy's our best bet.

You can talk to Brooke as soon as she's out.

Thanks, honey.

Hey, didn't you mention something about painting before?

Yeah, what? I've got traces of acrylic paint in the body sheet.

God.

Hunter said that Ben, uh, the suspect, he painted things. It was part of his

job. There you go.

If I could just see the place again.

Hey, do you have the number for that cop in Northfield? What's his name?

Anderson? Yeah.

There you go.

So? So nothing.

He's sticking with his story. He didn't hurt anybody. He doesn't know how his

DNA got in the car or in the grave.

You got anything else? I sure could use it. Oh, Kreskin came by. She had another

dream. Where is she? I don't know. Cora wouldn't let her interrupt you, so she

took off.

Great. But she did ask for that cop's number, Anderson.

What'd she want with him? Oh, she didn't say.

Listen, if Jess needs to talk to me, you let her talk to me.

All right? All right, yeah, sure.

Did she say what the dream was about?

Uh, the gas station.

Okay, sorry.

Sorry, sorry.

Are you okay?

Yeah, no. I came as soon as you called, okay? Yeah.

Where's your partner?

Brooke, yeah, she's busy.

Okay. Listen, can you tell me who owns that house over there?

Up there?

That's the Comstocks. They're an older couple. They're in Florida now.

Can we check it?

It's important.

Sure. They didn't kidnap anybody, but after you.

We've got traces of acrylic paint on the victim.

Just said that Ben Nugent was a painter.

Yeah, but he painted cars. You don't use acrylic paint on cars. It's water

-soluble. That doesn't link, but maybe this does. We have three more

disappearances, one in Blackford County, two in Marquette, Michigan.

Marquette.

Where have I heard that before?

What, the basketball school in Wisconsin?

No, no, no, another Marquette.

I'm just some guy from Marquette.

Marquette, Michigan.

Anderson's from Marquette, Michigan.

Just had a dream about Michigan.

I'm calling him right now.

Well, it'll be all locked up. Like I said, they're out of town.

I guess not everyone knows.

Probably telemarketers or something.

Hey, I wonder if...

Hey! What do you know?

Got lucky.

Anderson has access to the chain of evidence.

He talks to Ben Nugent.

He gets the coffee cup or the cup out of the garbage or something like that.

And then he plants it in the car where we find the DNA.

Shall we?

Where does he live?

Buchanan. Just off 236th.

It's right by that gas station.

Like I said, nobody home.

We can, uh, check the barn if you'd like.

Uh, yeah, sure.

Why don't you, uh, why don't you go first?

Me? Yeah.

You're the FBI hotshot.

Go on, look.

Oh, yeah.

Not such a FBI hotshot, are you?

Everything's never worked out for me.

It's all I can afford.

There's room for my studio.

It's where I do my best work.

Want to see?

Go for your gun.

Do us all a favor.

Sharon, you all right?

Yeah, I will be.

Your first arrest. You want to cuff him?

Get down.

Jess, you okay?

Yeah.

Yeah, I think so.

How'd you find me?

Let's just say some of us have a sixth sense.

We've tied Anderson to at least three killings of three other women.

And each of them had some big achievement right before they were

that was the key.

He hated his own life, so he attacked people he thought had an unfair

And he controlled the evidence, so he was able to plant things to frame Ben. I

hate to be the one to say this, but I guess you can't always trust the

Not if the evidence ends up in the hands of someone like Anderson.

When that happens, then it's anybody's guess.

Hey, Amy. What are these?

They're gorgeous.

Well, they're addressed to me, but there's no signature. I wonder who sent

Oh.

I could find out. No, no, no.

I like a little mystery in my life.

Wow.

So I know I shouldn't have done that.

Gone out there without you. No, you shouldn't have.

Right. This is a whole new world.

I'm learning. Yeah, you'll be fine.

You showed initiative. You took a chance.

Wasn't the right chance to take.

Probably saved someone's life, so.

Just don't do it again.

Yeah, I won't do it again.

Do you need a lift?

No, I, uh, I have one.

Aha.

Jess, don't discuss the case with anyone. I know.

This is strictly personal.

What kind of personal?

I'll let you know.