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Agent. Agent.

Welcome back.

How was your vacation?

Great, thanks.

Went rock climbing.

Really, that's what you're going to say?

What's wrong with it? No one's going to believe that. So what were you doing?

Bass fishing.

Like that's any better than rock climbing.

It's better than the truth.

There's nothing wrong with the truth.

There isn't, but it's completely against regulation.

So you're sticking with bass fishing?

Yeah, well, you didn't give me much time to think of anything better.

Oh, I guess I didn't.

We're dead if anyone finds out.

No one's going to find out.

Hi, guys.

Jess! Hi!

Hey!

I missed you. I missed you, too. I completely should have hung out with you

instead of going home. No.

No, I mean, you couldn't have because we went to different places. Where?

Alabama, bass fishing.

Rock climbing.

You did not go rock climbing.

I did.

In upstate New York.

Nicole, you don't own any shoes with less than three inch heels. That's not

true.

I got one pair.

Anyway, how was your vacation?

You do not want to know.

I thought you were looking forward to going back home. Yeah, well, you know

they say you can't go home again?

Yeah. Well, it turns out you can. You just shouldn't.

This is boy problems, isn't it?

And one day I hope to upgrade to man problems.

So who was this boy?

Elliot Who -Who. Who?

Where do you meet people with these names?

He was my high school crush.

He was six foot two, carved out of granite. So hot.

You say so.

So anyway, we ran into each other again, and he asked me out.

Yeah, and?

And he was so boring.

All he wanted to talk about was basketball and hunting.

It was like he had totally changed since high school.

Except he didn't change at all, right?

I know. I changed.

You know what I needed? A hottie.

Well, I was going to say a relationship, but a hottie would be nice. Yeah.

What about you guys? Any hookups?

Maybe holiday sex?

No. Nothing?

No, no. Just the fish. And the rocks.

I'm exhausted just hearing about it.

Come with me, Maison Fon. We have a job.

Already? In our line of work, the Lord always provides. It's one of the issues

have with the Lord.

How was your time with your family, sir? An eye -opener agent on both sides.

Two weeks too much? Well, the consensus seems to be that two days was too much.

This is Paula Delaney, 38 years old, a corporate attorney, nine months

a condition she got into with the...

Medical help with this woman, a Dr. Joy Gribben, a very successful fertility

expert in Georgetown.

Miss Delaney went to the doctor's office yesterday when her labor didn't start

as expected.

Everything's fine.

The baby's just happy where it is right now.

Wait a day or two, and then we'll take another look. Okay. Okay.

You're welcome.

On her way out of the office, something happened.

Hey! My cat! Hey, what do you think you're doing?

We have a missing woman.

I'm about to give birth.

I'll come back.

Were there any threats against your wife, Mr. Delaney?

No, nothing.

No one, not to my knowledge, no.

No one she worked with?

Of course not, no.

None of her clients?

Check the list.

She's a corporate lawyer.

There's no kidnappers there, agent.

We don't know that.

Not yet, anyway.

You're a journalist, right?

Washington Telegram.

Any enemies?

Just conservatives.

I'm sorry.

For what? That was flip.

I didn't mean to be flippant. It's just a standard answer, you know, on a day

when nothing's happened, when everything is what it is.

It's all right, sir.

I'm afraid I'm just a little bit becoming a part of it.

It's not just Paula.

They took our baby.

We're almost done, Mr. Delaney.

We have names picked out.

Alex for a little girl, Jake for a boy.

They're nice names.

Can I have some smoke? No.

I quit when the baby was, you know, planted in Paul.

We tried for years.

I love her.

We love the baby.

You okay, sir?

Yeah, I just don't like threat to family life.

Okay, so what do we got?

We're checking Paula Delaney's client list, but it doesn't look promising.

All high and corporate.

What about the husband? Did he do this?

Impossible. Nothing's impossible in a marriage, agent.

You know, you think you know someone, but the truth, well, it can be an

unpleasant surprise.

No, it's impossible because he was in a briefing with 15 other people when she

was taken, sir. Meaning only he didn't do it personally. Come on, he covers

politics, he's got connections. In fact, some of his connections are some of my

connections, which is why I want to know more about his affair.

What affair?

The one that nearly destroyed his marriage two years ago.

Or so the story goes. I don't know. I'd like the facts. Kevin and Paula married

14 years.

They decided to have a baby two years ago. Some kind of new commitment to each

other. It always works.

Maybe, but it's a little late in the game to have a kid, don't you think? I

mean, she was 38.

I'm 35.

Well, that's not what I meant.

Like, I got a best before date stamped on me?

Anything like that?

As you and Agent Cortez are demonstrating, pregnancy provokes strong

strange...

Emotions. Let's stick with our best friend, the facts. Let me introduce to

Special Agent Janie Cooper, fresh out of the box and still under warranty.

Hello. The slug from the cab drive is a Winchester Ranger Talon, 180 grain, .40

caliber, superior stopping power, strations like you get with a Glock 22,

probably in an alloy frame, possibly with a pre -banned high -capacity

But I'm still getting on top of that.

We're looking now, but you consider the gun untraceable by slug recovery alone.

Video surveillance at the clinic was down for servicing, perhaps

We're looking into it. Oh, any questions?

No?

Excellent.

Seeper, the area turned up witnesses, statements available at any terminal and

building, but the fast take is no one ideas the kidnapper.

Employee checks turned up three convicted felons within 100 yards of the

two of them white collar, the third a sex offender with a previous kidnap.

I'll take him. Negative. I want you at the fertility clinic, woman to woman

that doctor. I want you to take Miss Indiana, find the sex offender, see if

got a thing for a woman with a bun in the oven. The young...

Energetic machine beside me will stay here on forensics. She now works for

Cortez, by the way.

Get going. Does anyone have any food allergies I should know about? I like to

in treats in the morning. That's who I am.

Sir, she works for me?

Happened while you were away. Not my fault. You took two weeks off. Who gave

two weeks off?

You took two weeks off. As it turned out, only one.

Anyway, I believe I just said get going.

1 ,367.

Is? The number of pregnant women and new mothers murdered in this country since

1990. I don't want that number to get any bigger, not by a single one.

Do you understand?

Go.

It's the best job in the world.

What about your clients who don't succeed?

Is there anyone with anger issues?

Well, even with the best care and advice, not everyone gets pregnant.

true, but I don't think that anyone would kidnap Paula over it. I'm afraid I

have to decide that.

I need your files.

I'm sorry, I can't.

Your client has been kidnapped.

She's my friend as well as my client.

My close friend.

And I still can't hand you my files.

In the first place, it's unethical.

In the second place, I have a lot of clients lawyered up to their eyeliner.

I can't give you my records without a court order. What if I get a court

Then I would be delighted.

Good.

Dr. Gribben, there's also something else.

There's a RICO operation against one of your clients.

RICO? An Organized Crime Investigation.

They're surveilling a Mr.

David Travis.

Yes, I know him and his wife, Violetta.

What can you tell me about him?

Well, they had two failed implantations, and then they finally got pregnant on

their own. But she miscarried. He's a very loving husband.

He's also...

A major crime figure.

He moved here from Philadelphia four years ago.

We've talked about his business. He owns a distribution company.

Yeah. For dope, hookers, and death.

Wow, I'm... I'm astonished.

How did he become a client?

Well, I don't run background checks.

He and his wife love each other. They wanted to be parents. They can pay the

fees. Well, yes, but that's not fair. I do a lot of work without asking for any

money.

They wanted to have a child more than anything in the world.

I know that feeling. I've had it myself.

So I tried to help them, but so far without success.

Did you have success yourself?

I did.

I wrote a book about it, actually.

Oh, yeah. I remember this. Yeah, The Smallest Miracle. I was on a lot of

talk shows.

You wanted to have a baby, so you moved to the country. Right, Colorado.

I live naturally, but I investigated the technologies, put the two together, and

I got my daughter.

She's ten now.

I want Paula to feel what I felt.

She will.

Thank you for your time, Dr. Gribben.

I'll be back with that court order.

Your special agent? Quartet.

This is Special Agent Mastriani.

We've got to talk to you.

My office is free.

You have wonderful eyes, if that's not out of place.

You the doorman here?

The concierge. Would you like some pomegranate juice?

I'd squeeze it myself. It's completely organic.

You were Vincent Del Giudice.

And? You're a registered sex offender.

I follow my program, therapy and meds. Does the hotel know who you are? You

no right to threaten me like this.

Yesterday, a woman was kidnapped from next door.

Was that what all the noise was about? Did you see it? No, I was inside at the

desk. What does this have to do with me? Abduction, transportation of a minor,

sexual assault. That was years ago, when I was possessed by demons.

Rebirth cured me. Rebirth.

Of the soul.

I'm a Hindu now.

Drive out the demons and you drive out their desires.

Or haven't you read the Mahabharata?

I'm waiting for the movie.

2165th place, right?

Second level.

Just up from T.

I'd love to take a look.

You gonna make me get a warrant?

I'll meet you there.

After I get off.

About 12 .15?

I'll draw you a map.

It's what a concierge does.

They're going to do it soon.

Listen to me, please.

I'm listening.

Are you talking to me?

Yes.

What are they going to do?

It's going to be terrible.

Please, listen to me.

I don't understand this vision.

We never understand them at first.

No, I mean, she had something really important to tell me.

But she just disappeared.

Jess, you've had visions like that before.

No.

No, the point is I haven't.

Nicole, I think I made her fade away.

Made her how?

Well, I keep thinking about Paula Delaney about to give birth and getting

kidnapped and how scared she'd be.

I felt her fear, and it was so huge.

And I couldn't handle it, and I think that I made her go away.

Then you can get her back.

Without fear, we wouldn't have courage, right?

Wow.

Who says crime doesn't pay? Check out this house.

FBI?

We're looking for... Me. I know. I'm David Travis.

How can I help you?

Tell us about a missing woman.

Paula Delaney.

Sure. I know you check the usual suspects. It's part of your job. We're

our way through Dr. Griffin's patients.

And there I am, eye deep in the mob.

Or so you think.

Can I speak frankly?

I don't know.

Can you?

Let's say, hypothetically, that... Some of the things you believe about me are

true. They aren't, but let's say it. Oh, I'm saying it.

So you believe I commit crimes that make a lot of money, right?

But you know I don't do this aberrant stuff.

I mean, cops are paying their mortgages on the overtime with this thing. A

business like mine doesn't want that kind of attention.

And what business is that?

The one you think I'm in, which I'm not.

But just for the record, if I did have a mob who worked for me...

Whoever took this woman and her baby would be better off if you found them

before I did.

Hypothetically speaking, of course.

Hypothetically.

We've come up drawing vendettas against the husband, but A .D. Pollock was

right. The guy had an affair.

Yeah, two years ago. Anything on the other woman?

Out of his life. Now married, normal life.

I mean, they'd really start divorce proceedings, but then something

Yeah, now they're having a kid. Okay.

Okay what?

Okay, no point in following him. But he had an affair.

And now they're having a kid.

Occam's razor, Janie.

Occam's what?

Razor. It's a rule of logic. You get all the unnecessary information out of the

way, and it's the fastest way to the truth.

You see?

This is why I'm so excited to be working for you. I mean, I competed for this

job, fought for it.

You're kind of my hero.

No, I mean, really.

I've studied forensics since high school. Everything I did was about

Bureau, and when I got to Quantico, the only name I heard of in forensics was

Cortez. You're my chance to really become something.

Tired. And stressed.

Come on.

Bet you never went to a sex offender's house.

Okay, that was a different kind of gangster. These days, even the thugs are

to the truck.

Excuse me. Are you Mrs. Travis?

You must be the FBI.

My husband told me you were coming. Yeah, that would be it. I saw her.

Paula, the missing woman. Where? At Dr. Gribben's office the last time I was

there.

David and I were clients. We were having difficulty conceiving and I'd lost

several children.

I'm sorry.

You never really know what that means until you've been through it. It's a

in the family.

I understand.

Do you have any children?

No. Not yet, anyway.

Well, you should decide.

I thought it would be easy.

It's not.

You know...

The last time I saw Paula Delaney, she just found out that she was expecting,

and we were about to give up, and I thought... I thought that she was the

one.

Mr. Gaddafi, FBI.

FBI, Mr. Gaddafi, hands up!

It's a good thing he was in distress.

Gave us an old address.

He moved without notifying the sex offender registry.

Which is a crime.

All right, let's get a warrant on this guy.

You'll have it in an hour.

Yeah, warrants take a half a day, if you know somebody.

I'll try, friend.

has been extended to Virginia, Maryland, and Delaware.

High -level sources within the FBI say they are, and I quote... Too much TV is

bad for your eyes.

High -level sources within the FBI, would that be you, sir?

You seem upset.

Paula is at her due date, and for all we know, she could be having the baby

right now.

Stress could trigger labor, and we are not even close to solving this case.

We're a mild officer. And that's how you get the best perspective on things,

Agent, by standing far away from them.

Anything? A couple of tubes.

Ran them down. Nothing.

No connections from Paula Delaney's client list either.

Vacation was a lot more fun, wasn't it?

Hey,

guys.

Hey, Jess.

What's going on? Nothing.

What happened with that doorman?

Oh, they're looking for him.

Jamie's got a warrant out for him. Yeah, she got in about three minutes. That

girl is good.

It's not a real hair color.

Excuse me?

Trust me, it's not.

I don't see what that has to do with anything.

Well, I don't see.

What's up with you two? Nothing's up. Nada.

Well,

I'm going to go over to the Hoover building and check out some of the RICO

on David Travis.

See if I can find any connections. I mean, it's a long shot, but... Better

no shot at all, right?

Exactly. And I have to swing by my place because I forgot my security pass. Oh,

yeah. First day back.

But if Pollock finds out I left it, he'll freak, so... And we don't want to

anything to upset Pollock. No, we don't. Mm -mm. Mm -mm.

Okay.

Dr. Gribben?

Hi. Hi.

Your agent's turned up with that court order.

I wanted to bring you my records personally.

Thank you. If there's anything else you need.

I'd like to know who this is.

This is my daughter, Elizabeth.

Hello, Elizabeth.

I'm Nicole.

What's it like in the FBI?

Well, it's, um, it's serious, but it's fun, too.

I like serious things.

I can tell.

Call me if there's anything else I can do.

I want to help.

I know.

Thanks again.

You're welcome.

Bye, Elizabeth.

Bye -bye.

This is Arthur Katapia's computer from his place of employ, sir. The sex thief,

I surmised that. What about the warrant for his arrest? Taken care of, sir. Yes,

and how?

How did you get a warrant so quickly?

From a judge, sir.

You're really starting to burn my crops, you know that, agent?

No, sir. Well, you are. You didn't just get a warrant for this guy. Agent, I

need you to stop.

Walking. Thank you. You went to the Fourth Circuit Court of Appeal, the

highest court in this country, and Madam Justice Arbogast issued you a warrant

in under 18 minutes.

It felt a lot longer than that, sir. I had it timed. How'd you do that, agent?

Sir, I know the judge.

How?

I know her son.

No one more dated him?

Dated, sir. Because of who his mother is? You think I'd be capable of that?

That's what I'm trying to determine, agent.

Here's how it works. Nobody comes into my shop without telling me who they know

and how they know them and what they can produce for me.

Do you understand that?

Yes, sir. So anything you have on anyone is mine now.

The good, the bad, the ugly, it is all mine. I will decide when you pull your

favors and when you don't. I will tell you who to play with and for how long.

Do you understand that?

With precision, sir.

Good, great, fantastic.

I'll give the computer to Antonio.

Agent?

You're having a very good first day.

Thank you, sir.

Whoa.

Good, whoa, or bad?

Katapi saved all these images from the surveillance camera at his job.

They're all stills of Jess.

All Jess, all the time.

She was worried about attracting anybody.

Oh, my God.

She's not wearing any... I mean, she's completely... No, no, no, hold up.

It's not Jess.

Look. The face is hers, but the body, definitely a fake.

Right.

Right. Right, because she didn't have all... I mean, it's convincing, though.

And how would you know?

Let's check the browser, Cash.

He's got her home address.

It's privileged.

Wake up and spell the internet.

Hey, it's Jess. We think a taffy has gone his way to your house.

Here? What for?

We have an agent in danger at a residence.

Did he just say danger? He's obsessed with you. Get back in here until we find

him. I need an armed response unit now. The home special agent Mastriani, going

loaded. All right, I'm out of here.

If he comes near you, shoot his ass.

Count on it.

Bet you they'll believe me. There's not much time. They're going to do it. Do

what? Why won't you listen?

So, what I've got is visions of a missing woman begging for help but

disappearing before I can learn anything, and a sex offender obsessed

Not exactly the relationship you were looking for. Hey, Metro cops found your

guy an hour ago. Another one with all the pictures of you.

Yeah, not my guy.

No, no, of course not. He's just a photography buff. Or perhaps buff isn't

best word to use here. It's just that those pictures are weird. Drop it. Okay.

I want to question him the second he gets in here. Well, then you're late.

Interrogation one.

You got her?

not even an interesting liar i could never lie to you you lied to the sex

offender registry you moved and didn't tell them life is too fast to catch

sometimes we know that you weren't at the hotel when paula delaney was taken

that was another lie are you involved with that agent did you kidnap paula

delaney i don't like his teeth where are you holding her did you like the

pictures i made of you i poured my soul into them

Who are you going to come back as? Have you thought about that?

Back from where?

You're a Hindu, remember?

You're going to be reborn.

So, what do you think you'll be?

I haven't really thought about it.

I bet you'll be a bacteria.

Did you hurt Paula Delaney?

No, I told you... Did you leave her somewhere?

You didn't have much time. Virginia or Maryland. Those are your options. And

know what they both have?

What? The death penalty.

You are halfway to being a bacterium, Mr. Gaddafi. I didn't hurt her.

I wanted you to work.

It was quiet.

I was tense.

Where did you go?

Come on, David.

Okay.

The god of carnal love.

They offer Ayurvedic massages.

You left work and you went to a massage parlor. The Ayurvedic massage is

religious.

A sex offender in a massage parlor. It's religious.

It's a crime.

We're going to check this out.

I love you, you know.

In the purest, most spiritual way, of course. Mr. Gaddafi, shut up.

There's an alibi. Let's run it. It checks out.

Well, how do we know? I brought up your interrogation feed and listened in.

Kamadov is a real massage parlor in North Georgetown. I called. They know

He was there when Paula Delaney was kidnapped.

Okay, so he didn't do it.

No, but he broke parole by being there, so he goes back to jail.

Hmm, swell.

I'm sorry.

It makes it so violating to have someone obsess on you.

Last year, I was still at Quantico, and I met this guy, and I just couldn't

shake him.

Sex offender.

Washington Redskin. He was just so preoccupied with his body.

You got that footage I sent over?

Loading now. What footage?

Dr. Griffin's building had a camera. Yeah, but it was down for maintenance

Paula Delaney was kidnapped.

Yeah, we checked that. It was definitely malfunctioning.

Several tenants complained.

So we looked over the footage for the past couple of months to see who was

there. And check this out.

This woman picketed the office every day for two weeks.

Fans are all attacking Dr. Griffin. About what? She wouldn't treat the

She looks pretty worked up about it, too.

So the kidnapping could actually be about Dr. Griffin.

It is.

She could be in a lot of trouble.

I called you right away. Thank you. I didn't touch it because of the

fingerprints. That was very helpful. We have a ransom note.

I'm afraid I'm not used to this. I have clients.

coming here all the time, pregnant women, women who want to be pregnant.

fragile. Emotional well -being is so important to them.

The trajectory takes us back to the recycling bin on the sidewalk.

Whoever threw it probably stood on the fence.

You're under a lot of stress. Maybe you should sit down.

Why would they send the ransom note to me? We're going to find out. Have a

Anything else?

We'll have to bring in the husband, too. They want him to deliver the ransom.

All right. Get it to the shop and run it.

Consider it done.

I don't understand.

I mean, what have I ever done to anyone? I helped bring them babies, that's all.

Doctor, it's not about you.

I don't have $2 million.

If I sell the house, if I cash everything, I don't make $1 .2 million.

Bureau has more bills, so we can trace whoever takes them. But we don't think

that it'll go that far. Please don't do anything to endanger Paula.

I almost lost her once.

That affair was the worst mistake of my life.

But you gave me another chance. I want her back. I want our baby. We want that,

too.

Don't worry. We will be there in force to protect you. What if they see you

coming? They won't.

Now let me show you what we've got mapped out.

Preliminary reports on the brick in the note are not very promising.

No prints?

None. The brick was made by a Tunbridge Brickworks in 1950 or 51. I can't be

more specific of the lot number in question.

So whoever threw the brick wore gloves.

Yeah, it was a trace of monolatex.

My point is that the brick must have come from a building that's

50 years old that was recently demolished. Okay, that's not going to

tonight. If the thrower wore gloves, then... Yeah, it's not some crazy lady

picketing a building. No, I mean, the note was clean, although it was

handwritten and it was crude penmanship. Consistent with the right -handed

person using their left to avoid detection.

So they knew what they were doing.

Which agrees with my theory.

Excellent.

I'm going for coffee. You take yours black with sugar, right, sir?

Yeah.

You don't have to call me, sir.

It makes me more comfortable, but I appreciate your informality. No more

sir.

Sorry.

Sir.

Sir.

You're disturbing my reverie, agent.

I want to show you something.

Janie's been taping all the news coverage on this case.

Wow, there is such a thing as too efficient, you know.

And there is a rumor tonight, unconfirmed, that there has been a

in the Delaney case.

A city... I don't suppose you know how they got a hold of this. Leaked agent,

they're an ugly fact of life, but I have full confidence in my team. This isn't

going to make things any easier, sir. I am sure you can deliver even under the

unblinking eye of the media. That is, after all, where the biggest wins are to

be had.

Right?

Right.

Thank you, agent.

Team 1?

Check. My team?

Locked and loaded.

Okay, let's cue the husband.

Not that one, the middle one.

Tell him. I can't, sir. He wouldn't wear the wine. He's too much for it.

You gave him the option.

Well, he's his wife and his baby.

Wait. Keep moving.

All right, homie, don't panic. Don't panic.

Somebody hasn't used the pause change.

Don't look over here.

There, he's got it.

I don't think these guys are showing.

Maybe the TV couple spooked them. Show some faith, agent. We got a target in

park and he's headed right for the boxes.

This isn't our guy.

The only one we got.

Anyone who knew there was two million in there, he wouldn't be looking for spare

change.

Keep walking. Team one, move to secure the perimeter.

At the eye!

On the ground!

Do it now!

Let's take him in. We'll see how he connects.

The guy's a genuine derelict. He was not part of the abduction.

And the sex offender's off the list, which brings us back to the woman on the

video, the one that was picketing Dr. Gribben's office.

Her name is Ronnie Jo Parker.

Three names.

Sounds criminal already.

She couldn't have done this.

Let's just stick to what we know, all right? I know she couldn't have done

Why was she picketing your office?

She was fixated on becoming a mother.

It's not a clinical term, and I hesitate to say this about anyone, but she

seemed sort of crazy.

Did you help her?

In a way.

I turned her down as a client.

Because, look, I don't play God, but I wouldn't work with her.

She had no job, no relationships, no stability.

Even if we had succeeded, I couldn't see any chance of success for that child,

none whatsoever.

So she started to pick at you?

It went on for a week or so.

I called the police, got a restraining order.

I never saw her again.

Ronnie Joe Barker, FBI.

We've got a warrant.

We're going to need for you to open this door, Ms. Barker.

Thing is now, Ms. Parker, I'm in here with my gun out and we don't want any

accidents.

Well, let us know where you are and everybody's cool.

All this baby stuff and no baby?

Okay. The word creepy comes to mind.

It stays right there.

I'm going to get forensics in here.

You haven't come.

And now it's too late.

Everyone's dead.

Don't go. I'm right here!

Where is here?

I don't know.

Okay, what does it look like?

There's water and rock.

I know what you're doing.

Ronnie Joe.

You think you're Jesus come to judgment?

I don't judge anyone.

You just set the FBI on them.

You wrote that book, that stupid book.

And now you get to decide who has the baby.

Decide who's fit to be a mother.

I fixed it on my own, Dr.

Gribbon. I didn't need you after all.

But I still know what you've done.

I haven't done anything.

I know what you did.

Paula Delaney's painting Everyone's Dead. That doesn't exactly promote good

feelings. But I heard the baby crying.

The baby's the key.

Okay. You said there was rock and water?

No, Paula said that. In your vision, which means it's coming through you.

Rock Island Water Preservation, there's a woman's water polo team called The

Rock. Why was the baby crying?

You see rock climbing, whitewater rafting.

Okay, maybe water means ocean or lake, river.

Creek.

I just wanted you to see it.

Uh, right. Rock Creek.

Rock Creek Park.

There's a golf course and a cemetery.

Everyone is dead.

Scott.

Hey. Hey, Antonio.

The forensics team is all over this. I'm headed back into the office, okay?

No, we're on our way to Rock Creek Park.

Cemetery gate, 20 minutes.

I'll meet you there.

It was over there.

What's over there?

I don't know.

I've learned not to argue.

Here!

It's Paula Delaney.

We found her.

Paula, it's Nicole.

We found Paula and the baby.

We're at Rock Creek Park at the cemetery.

She's alive.

They're alive.

Sir, we need you to get a team out here. Oh, my God.

What is it?

No. The baby's gone.

The baby's gone.

They cut the baby out of her.

Left her here to die?