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She wouldn't just take off like that, not for four days. I know her.

Is there any reason why you didn't report Cheryl missing sooner, Bruce?

I was out of town, I told you that.

Yeah, at your brother's wedding in Omaha.

Yeah, you got back two nights ago when you saw that.

Any problems between you and Cheryl?

No.

How long have you guys lived together?

Senior year in college, and since we came out to San Francisco, about two

Have you checked with her modeling agency?

Because I tried, and they wouldn't tell me anything. I mean, maybe they sent her

out of town on an assignment or something.

Yeah, we'll look into that. Has Cheryl ever left you a note like that on the

computer before?

Never. And you haven't spoken to her since you left for Omaha?

I called her here. I called her cell phone. I left her messages.

Why didn't she go with you to the wedding?

She was busy.

Okay, Bruce, look.

If you and Cheryl got into a fight before you went out of town, Now would

time to say something.

It wasn't a fight.

Look, we came out here in the first place because of Cheryl's modeling

I mean, we've been out here a year and a half now, and it isn't going good. I

want to go home, and Cheryl says she's done with Omaha.

So she was supposed to go with you this winter.

Look, I know what you're thinking.

Cheryl got mad and she split.

But you're wrong.

Cheryl's too sensible for that.

If you don't believe me, ask your therapist.

Therapist. She goes to the one to help her with the stress. It's no big deal.

Look, I know what you're thinking.

Why do people say that?

I'm the only one that knows what I am thinking.

Johnny doesn't know what you're thinking? Oh, God. Half the time, Johnny

even know what I am thinking.

You're thinking that this isn't just some lover spat and that Cheryl's not

to magically reappear.

How did you know that?

That's what I'm thinking.

If she left on her own, she did it without her car, her purse.

A suitcase, extra clothing, cosmetics, a diaphragm.

She's a model and she left without cosmetics?

No diaphragm? Then she has two.

And there's the computer note.

No handwriting.

Okay, until we know otherwise, we've got to miss the person.

Cheryl Madison's therapist?

The modeling agency?

No media yet.

But I want a teletype and a track bulletin to put out locally, especially

part about the note on the computer.

Check with Cheryl's family and friends in Omaha and any known associates here.

Cell phone records, credit cards, ATM, full court press.

I've got a bad feeling about this.

As Cheryl's agent, you would know about her bookings. Well, I'd be the one to

know.

Some of the girls do moonlight occasionally, though.

You mean women?

Yeah, sorry.

Tell me about this moonlighting thing.

Oh, I think, mate.

Yeah.

Moonlighting?

Well, you know, jobs here and there.

Yeah? Lingerie stuff, photography shoots, cash on the side.

And the agency was okay with that?

Well, you know, if a girl... woman... isn't really working much, we tend to

her some slack.

Cappuccino, please, squire.

Cheryl working much?

She hasn't really caught on. Why not?

Well, you know, she's pretty enough, but she doesn't really have that star

quality. You know what I mean?

Right.

So you haven't seen or heard from her at all?

Actually, she stopped by the office on Friday, but I didn't see her in my fist

and did.

Well, you don't seem very concerned that she's been missing since then.

Well, these young models are literally all over the map, you know? Well, if you

do hear anything, call me.

You know what? She might have been at that party on Friday night.

What party?

Ah, there was a big party. All the girls were there.

Were you there?

No, I wasn't, actually.

Agency people weren't invited.

Hello. Hey.

Oh, careful.

Let me see that.

That'll probably come out. Thanks.

We're looking for Dr.

Mead. I'm Inspector Basso. This is Inspector Washington, San Francisco

You found her.

Wait. Come on in.

I'm sorry about the mess.

You hire someone to repaint your office and you can't resist getting involved.

Therapists might call that compulsive behavior.

What would you call it?

Fun.

So, how can I help you, inspectors?

We're here about a patient of yours, Cheryl Madison.

Do either of you know Clementina, Inspector Pina?

Juvenile Crime Division.

I worked with him on several cases as a consultant.

Doctor, have you seen or heard from Cheryl in the last four days?

Doctor?

The person you mentioned.

Yeah, Cheryl Madison.

If she were a patient of mine, and I make no such claim, it would constitute

breach of professional responsibility if I were to even mention I treated her. I

could lose my license to practice.

Even if we believe she may be in danger. She's missing.

When you say missing... We believe she came back home around midnight on Friday

night and hasn't been seen since.

Yeah, her boyfriend Bruce went out of town and got back Sunday.

Cheryl supposedly left a typed message on their computer monitor.

Cheryl mention anything about her relationship with Bruce to you?

That's impossible.

So you're not going to help us?

I can't. I'm sorry.

Let's go.

Can you tell me what the message said?

I am okay.

Those exact words, nothing else?

Does that sound like Cheryl to you?

Without knowing all the facts, including any...

information about this missing woman other than what I've just learned, I can

tell you that such a note under the circumstances would be uncharacteristic.

Thanks for your help.

Yep.

Okay. Can you hold on?

Stay.

Somebody's seeing you in the break room.

Who? Can I have that number?

Great.

Hi,

I'm Stacy Reynolds. How can I help you?

Todd?

Nice uniform.

What are you doing here?

Just passing through on my way home.

Thought I'd drop by for old times' sake.

You remember old times, don't you, Stacy?

We were going to get married.

Before you dumped me and ran away?

I'm sorry.

Sorry I dropped by or sorry you ran out on me?

I'm sorry that I hurt you.

No, no, no.

You did me a favor.

Freed me up for new life experiences.

Of course, your parents didn't see it that way.

Or the 200 people who thought they were going to a wedding.

They may have been a little put out.

Yeah.

Todd,

I ran out on me and my life, not you.

I know that I handled everything very badly. Yeah, I got your note.

I guess it always was about you, wasn't it?

I shouldn't have come.

Why did you?

To tell you to your face what a coward I think that you are.

J .P.? I'll see you in a minute?

See you around.

Wait, wait.

Where are you staying?

I'm not.

Okay, well, I have an apartment and a roommate, and her name is Raina.

And, um, we have a pull -out count, and you can stay there tonight.

And why should I?

Because I don't want you to leave like this.

And I want to talk.

Now you want to talk?

Now I can talk.

Mrs. Brenner, um... You're my landlady.

If I'm not there, she'll let you in.

I don't know.

Please.

I'll think about it.

No one I've spoken to here or in Omaha has heard from her. What about the

boyfriend? He was there at the wedding.

Friday night, Cheryl took a cab from her home and went to a house party, arrived

there at around 8.

Later, a neighbor thinks she heard her moving around in her apartment, and that

was just before midnight.

So she went to the party in between.

That's not clear yet. I'm going to be talking to the host of the party, a

photographer named Deke McClain, and some of the other party guests.

You all right?

Cheryl's description has been sent to all the state and local law enforcement.

What about the media?

No, hold off on them. Who are they?

Todd.

Todd? The Todd?

I haven't seen him since I left Santa Barbara like two years ago.

What? The message that Cheryl supposedly left on her computer.

We did some checking. About four months ago, a woman named Nancy Church,

housewife, part -time model, disappeared from her home out in Oakland.

She left a message for her husband that was block printed in magic marker.

The message read, I am okay.

Two weeks later, Oakland PD pulled her body out of a local landfill.

Ground in there.

Nude. Skull was crushed.

One -force trauma.

Body was definitely dumped?

She bled out somewhere else.

Emmy put the time of death at least 10 to 12 hours prior to her turning up

Nancy Church.

Sarah Madison.

So the sick bastard's still out there?

Any idea where Nancy was the 13 days she was missing?

We got nowhere with the case from day one.

We know she was snatched at her home. We know it was one long nightmare.

That's all.

Burns, cuts, bruises, dehydration, malnutrition.

We tortured her.

Starved her.

No evidence of sexual assault?

None that we could tell.

You knew the victim?

Some of the patrol guys did.

Remember just after 9 -11, everybody left cops and firemen?

I still love firemen.

Nancy and her husband brought home -baked cookies by the station a couple

Chocolate chip.

If you find a guy before I do, count me in for a slice.

I hired Cheryl a couple of times when she first got into town, but

nothing lately.

Why not?

I like variety.

But you did invite her to your party. Yeah, I invited all the models.

Here.

Pretty cozy.

I'm an affectionate guy.

Right.

All right.

Okay, I tried. Struck out.

Happens. I want copies of these. As long as they don't end up on the Internet.

We'll see.

So are you sure that you didn't see Cheryl leave?

Yeah, I'm sure.

Mr. McClain, do you make it a habit of getting cozy with all the women you

invite to your parties?

I'm the kid in the candy store here.

Yeah.

Inspector, ever think about doing any modeling yourself?

Ever think about learning how to eat dinner through a straw?

I used your shower. I hope that's okay.

Of course it's okay.

We got food.

I'm not hungry.

Where's your roommate?

Oh, she's with her boyfriend.

Just to let you know, I'm not staying.

It's your choice.

You look tired.

Yeah, well, I've been traveling almost nonstop.

Oh, yeah? Where?

Just got back from Europe this morning.

Wow, you're in Europe.

How long were you there?

Since our honeymoon.

We had the tickets, you remember?

What about work?

I know that you left that job with my father.

Well, I'll get some kind of work when I run out of money. It doesn't matter.

You don't sound like you. You've always been so motivated.

What did you think, Stace?

Huh? You think you can just take off, do whatever you want to do, and then

everything else is going to stay the same?

I stopped leaving the door open for you a long time ago.

Well, nearly is not nearly good enough.

You know what?

It wouldn't have worked.

It would have been worse if I had stayed.

Because the person that you wanted to marry wasn't even me.

I'm just starting to understand who I am and what I want.

How nice for you.

If you don't want me, that's fine. At least stick around long enough to tell

why.

I want to explain.

I don't care what you want.

Let me tell you what I want.

I want you to look me in the eye.

And tell me that you don't love me.

Tell me that you never really loved me.

Florida? Yeah, why not?

A few days in the sun won't kill you. I can't just take off.

Hello, Johnny. I have a job here in San Francisco.

Well, I have a job in Florida playing a three -day series.

Now, see, anyone who describes what they do as playing a game does not have a

real job. They have a hobby.

Well, my hobby pays a hell of a lot more than your job. Daddy!

Hey, hey, hey, man.

What are you doing here, huh?

Huh?

Oh, Raina, Raina, this is Sam. Sam, meet Raina. Hi, Sam.

Where's your mother?

Oh, up here.

Thanks. Samuel, look what you did.

Oh, don't worry about it. Oh, no, no, you have to let me pay the cleanup.

Oh, no, I'm not. It's okay.

Willa Franklin.

Raina. I know all about you.

Sam, this lady is a police inspector.

No, she isn't.

I will arrest you.

Well, we'll leave you two.

Can't Daddy come?

Oh, honey, you're going to see Daddy this weekend.

Say goodbye.

See you this weekend, all right?

Nice meeting you. You too.

Orange soda.

Look.

Cute kid.

He'll be sick next month.

His mother's a paralegal.

Yeah, I remember her from your case file.

I'm going to buy you a new jacket.

Hey, Johnny, look, you don't have anything to feel guilty about, okay?

Hey, well, that's good news.

Yeah, because in a city of only one million people, we were bound to run

one of your offsprings sooner or later.

Can I help you?

Yeah, I'm looking for an Inspector Washington or Inspector Basso. They're

the office.

Oh.

I was wondering, maybe you could help.

Has there been any progress in trying to locate Cheryl Madison?

And you are?

Annabelle Mead.

Cheryl's therapist, Captain McCafferty. Please come in.

I understand your ethical obligations, Doctor, but you could have asked me

Cheryl over the phone.

And you're here for a reason.

I heard on the news that Cheryl's disappearance had been linked to a prior

homicide. It's something we're looking at.

Can you tell me anything about the prior case?

Maybe I can be of some help.

Your turn.

I can't.

You know, sometimes in my job, there's a course of action that seems undeniably

right to me, but it's not necessarily legally right.

Nancy Church lived through 13 days of horrible abuse before she was killed.

Cheryl's been missing for five days already.

Every moment we lose could be her last.

Cheryl is...

My patient.

But I can tell you nothing I know about her would give me any insight to what

might have happened.

But I do not believe she had a breakdown, nor do I believe her

is involved.

Is that all?

No.

I have a varied practice, Captain. I see private clients and groups.

But I also see patients referred to me for therapy mandated by the court.

Ex -cons, parolees, divergent programs.

And sometimes these patients come into contact with my regular clients.

And you're thinking that one of these patients could be responsible for

disappearance?

Sometimes the predators among us are not easy to spot, Captain.

That's all I can say.

Okay, thank you.

We'll be in touch.

We can't rule the photographer out. According to some of the other party

he made a strong play for Cheryl the night of the party. Same night she

disappeared. And he's got a reputation for pressuring models into having sex so

he can help their careers.

He can help their careers?

Apparently so.

Well, then stay on him.

But at this point, he's our number two suspect at best.

Is that him?

Owen Keith.

A habitual offender specializes in home invasion robberies.

Multiple incarcerations, last one being a 48 -month stretch up in Lompoc for

burglary, possession of a stolen weapon.

Yeah, about five months ago, he stopped checking in with his parole officer.

Just fell off the map.

A month later, Nancy Church disappeared.

We looked at every patient referred to Dr. Meade by the courts as a condition

his parole.

Keats was required to attend therapy sessions.

What's the connection to Cheryl Madison?

Well, Cheryl probably met him around the office.

That's pretty thin. I mean, even if Cheryl knew him... Well, this guy didn't

just rob these houses. He destroyed them. He'd bust up plates.

He'd splash furniture like that.

Love spray painting with initials.

Owen Keats.

This is difficult for me.

Owen was also my patient.

Let me make it easier on you.

Tissue recovered from under Nancy Church's fingernails matched Owen Keats'

type and DNA.

This guy took both these women.

All right.

What do you want from me?

Keats in custody.

For Cheryl Madison's sake, the sooner the better.

I have no idea where Owen Keats is.

He stopped coming to sessions even before he violated his parole.

You treated this guy in group therapy and one -on -one. I mean, you must know

how this guy thinks.

Inspector.

That information is privileged.

Well, be sure to tell Cheryl's parents that at her funeral.

Doctor, can you at least tell us if useful information exists?

I mean, if you really don't have anything, we'll leave you alone.

But if there is something, we can get a court order.

Would you resist a court order to open your patient files?

I don't know.

Well, I guess we'll find out.

Doctor, you can't give us anything now.

If I knew where Owen Keats was or how to find him, I swear I would tell you.

What time was that? 19, blonde, 5 o 'clock.

Not blind, Kat.

Keats' known associates all say that they haven't seen or heard from this guy

months. His family?

His father's deceased, and the sister in Oregon hates her brother's guts.

Mom still lives in Daly City, but she apparently was up visiting the sister in

Oregon and hasn't had any recent contact with the son.

Okay, contact Oregon police and give them Keith's vitals and request that

keep the family under surveillance.

Already done. Good.

Missing person, Mr. Vision, is faxing over a photo.

Who? Her name is Joyce Parker.

Not another one.

Yes, he disappeared from apartment nine months ago. Still missing.

Note? No note.

Then what?

Well, she worked at a coffee shop across the street from Dr. Mead's office.

Apparently, after group sessions, some of the members would reconvene at the

coffee shop, including Owen Keats. He asked Joyce out a couple times. She

him down for him.

Fred, I want pictures of Owen Keats and all three women released to the news

AFAP in a tip line up and running in one hour.

I want every snitch we know out on the street looking for a man.

I'm going to find him before I hurt someone else. Uh, Captain?

One of the male models that attended Deke McLean's party, Mars Williams.

Mars? Yeah, Mars.

He remembers Cheryl and Deke going into one of the bedrooms at around 10 p .m.

He was back out in like a half an hour mingling, and Cheryl never reappeared.

Now, I know we're looking at Keith for this, but McLean lied to us.

Okay, better bring him in.

You know, ideally, an ongoing investigation is supposed to narrow the

suspects, not widen it. I know.

Yeah, I know you know.

See you later.

Raina! Hi.

I was just headed upstairs to see you. I hope I haven't come at a bad time.

To clean your jacket.

Oh, it already had a stain on it. No, I insist.

Thanks. I'm really glad we bumped into each other last night.

I've been wanting to meet you.

Since Johnny has met you, he's been a changed man.

Not only is he living up to his obligations, but he's been a father to

I owe you.

Look, I don't think I had much to do with that.

I know different.

Because I owe you, I want to be upfront about this.

I was the young woman who slept with a pro athlete and got pregnant.

And when Johnny stopped paying child support, I wrote him off.

But now... Excuse me for asking this, but how serious

are you about him?

Willa. Because if the answer is not very, I'd like to try to get him back.

I can't stop you from trying.

Oh, then it's up to Johnny.

Yeah, I guess it is.

Okay, you got me here.

Without an attorney, I'm surprised.

Attorneys are for people with guilty consciences.

So, what can I do for you?

You had sex with Cheryl at your party.

Suddenly that's illegal?

How did you find out? Why did you lie to me?

Because I knew it would look bad, and I thought I could get away with it.

Hmm.

No such luck.

I didn't hurt her.

Maybe she thought sleeping with me would get her some work.

Maybe I gave her that impression, but that's it.

She never returned to the party. She was upset.

She was crying.

I didn't need that. It was a party. What happened to her?

She called someone.

What phone? What time?

My phone, around 10 .30. She said someone was coming to pick her up, so I

her outside, and that's the last time I saw her.

You walked her outside?

Yeah, that's right.

So what did you do? You told him?

Yeah. He was going to find out from her anyway.

What did he say?

He got mad.

But not at me.

At her? Just for coming and talking to you? No, he didn't get mad at Will even.

He just got mad.

Which means there's a problem. I mean, Johnny didn't still have feelings for

Will. He just wanted to laugh the whole thing off.

No, I see the way he looks at you.

Well, you don't seem that upset.

Well, Willa asked me how serious I was about Johnny, and that's a good

I mean, am I willing to fight for him?

Anyway, he's coming over tonight so that we can talk, which reminds me how

crowded it's going to be.

Yeah, Todd is still there.

Are you sure about this, Daisy?

Are you kidding me? I am completely confused. I thought that Todd was out of

life. Oh, Dana, it is so good.

No, no, I didn't mean that.

I know what you meant.

You know what? Don't worry about it. We'll be completely out of your hair.

We'll stay in a hotel tonight.

Wow. Good luck.

You too.

Hey,

we gotta go. What?

We're on 1030 on the night she disappeared. Cheryl Madison made a phone

from Deke McClain's house. The call lasted about six minutes.

Uh -oh.

To who?

Hey.

Doctor's inside.

I'll go get her.

We're not here for the doctor. We're here for you.

What are you talking about?

Why don't you turn around and face the wall for us, Gab?

Stop. What's going on?

You're hurting him.

Let me go. This is a mistake.

What are you doing? Oh, don't worry about it. That should probably come out.

him go.

Get up.

Stay back.

Gavin Davies, you're under arrest for the abduction of Cheryl Madison.

No mistake.

Cheryl Madison made the call to your office at 10 .36 p .m. No, she would

left a message. My machine is always on.

Well, assuming she left a message, it was a right.

According to the cleaning crew and the guard downstairs in your building, your

office wasn't vacant.

Gavin Davies was there.

Yet Gavin said he could get more work done after hours, so I gave him a key.

Well, what we're thinking is Gavin heard Cheryl's voice. He picked up the phone

and he offered her a ride.

His truck was seen around midnight in the alley behind her building.

And strands of hair that matched Cheryl's were found inside the truck.

Then why would she even go with him?

Maybe she thought he was bringing her to you.

Why didn't you tell my inspectors that Gavin had been a patient of yours?

Why would I? It never occurred to me.

What can you tell us now?

Gavin was also referred to me by the court. That was two years ago. He was

accused of assault.

Anger management therapy was a condition of his probation.

This is my fault.

I honestly believe that Gavin was here.

He's been doing odd jobs for me.

What about Owen?

Statistics show that as many as one in five serial killers work with a partner.

So we presume that they met through you.

Well, that's not possible because Gavin was through with therapy by the time

Owen came. Around your office and doing odd jobs.

Okay, Doctor, why don't you go home? We can talk about this tomorrow.

Captain, Cheryl could still be alive.

That's our hope.

Let me talk to Gavin.

Please give me a chance. If anybody can get through to him, I can. You've got to

let me try, please.

I'm here for you, Gavin.

And... And I'm here for Cheryl.

Is Cheryl all right?

Gavin, Cheryl's my patient, too, and I'm responsible for her well -being, so I

need to know.

Is she safe?

You should be in there.

All right, either you talk to me now, or I'll be forced to cut the session

short, Gavin.

30 seconds.

It's risky.

I won't talk to her as one of us, but we might patient a doctor.

What'll happen to me?

I won't let them hurt you, I promise. Look at me! It won't be for long, trust

me. I'll take care of it.

But, Gavin, I need your help.

She, um, she lied.

Cheryl. How did Cheryl lie?

She cheated on me.

Gavin, people make mistakes.

I know Cheryl's sorry. Let me talk to her. No.

Look, I don't know.

Was it Owen's idea to punish Cheryl? Because I know that you would never hurt

her.

I loved her.

Loved her.

Of course you did.

Gavin.

Gavin, the police know about Owen.

They know how we influenced you.

They know he's with Cheryl right now.

No, I make my own decisions.

You know that.

Yes, of course you do.

We need to straighten this all out, and to do that, I need to talk to Cheryl.

Where is she, Gavin?

How do I find her?

You don't.

You've progressed.

You may very well be delusional. I have never seen him like this, nor did I see

it coming.

Well, somebody said to me, Once the predators among us aren't always

Even with a trained eye.

I'm sorry.

The question is, who was calling the shots, Keith or Gavin?

We'll have the department shrink it over your Gavin first thing tomorrow

morning. Start from scratch.

Owen's mother's due back in town when? Tomorrow.

Well, if she doesn't show, you're on the next plane to Oregon.

Gavin Davies' truck. Circulate pictures.

Patrol officers, traffic control.

Everyone. What about the news media?

Our full cooperation.

Sure about this, Kat?

I'm not sure about anything.

This isn't happening because you feel guilty about me, is it?

The last thing I'm feeling right now is guilty.

Good. Yeah. Because you don't owe me that.

So tell me about being a cop.

For you.

Well, I'm not one.

Yet. I mean, I could be.

Oh.

I mean, you know, what are the steps?

First, field training.

That's three shifts in four months.

And they say that that is the hardest part.

And after that?

Patrol.

And that's two years probation.

You know, a rookie cop.

And you're in.

Hmm.

And the people that you work with, the real cops, are they happy?

I think some of them are and I think some aren't.

But, you know what, it doesn't matter.

How can that not matter?

Because they're committed.

You know, it's a hundred percent job.

And if someone is not prepared for that, then they should not be doing it.

And you're that committed?

That's why I haven't taken the first step yet.

Kind of like marriage.

Yeah.

This is almost like starting over.

I think it is like starting over.

We've both changed so much.

Yeah, I guess we have.

The thing is, I don't know if I'm committed.

Me either.

But I do think that you should stay in San Francisco until we figure it out.

Raina! Raina!