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Sorry. Please.

What? Don't let him find me.

What? What?

Okay.

It's okay. You're okay.

Yes,

hello. I need the police.

There was something in her that could
never shake the feeling of his hands

around her neck.

Deep in a place where no therapist could
probe. Where no medication could dull.

Clearest in the quiet moments.

Where most average people would feel
their safest.

That's where he would always be with
her.

Ladies and gentlemen, Alice Kerrigan and
her latest release, The Murderer in My

Mind. Just a reminder, you can purchase
the book here today, and Miss Kerrigan

will be doing signings later on as well.

Now, if you're okay, Alice, we'll move
on to the Q &A portion of the afternoon.

So if there are any questions, yes,
there is. Hi, Alice. I'm a big fan.

Hi, Claire.

Nice to see you again. Thank you for
coming to so many of my readings over

years. Of course. I love your work.

For my question, in this book, and
especially the piece that you just read,

touch heavily on aspects of mental
health, and I was just wondering if this

shift in your work going forward.

Well...

Short answer is yes.

For those of you who don't know, when I
was a child, I was the victim of a

serial abductor named the street boy, a
killer the police never caught.

I have spent a lot of my life dealing
with my trauma.

And that's why I chose to dive into the
minds of others to try to understand the

mindset.

Behind the people who commit these
atrocities.

Now, all of my work has been
fictionalized versions of stories like

But if you're interested in a true
story, then you can read my next book.

No, I'm... You can't mean that... What
is the next book going to be about?

Well, from what I can recall, the
Strigoi would have been a middle -aged

when he took me, so...

If he is still out there, then he's
likely too old to be a threat to me now.

So my next book is my first -hand
experience of what happened.

Wow.

I mean, that's a massive bombshell.

This story's been dissected by the
online community for years.

Are you bringing new insight to the
table? I mean, have you been working

the police accessing their case files?
Have you managed to find a link to any

the other victims? I so appreciate the
passion.

I'm sure you're aware from all of your
very well -researched time on the

Internet forums that the devil is in the
details.

And I know you have a lot of questions,
but I promise that most of them will be

answered in the book. And I'm not far
off a completed manuscript now.

Does anyone else have any questions?

Man. Did I miss it?

No. When they said two, they meant five.

I'm sorry.

I know. Work happens. Okay.

You gotta get out there so I have
something to write about.

Well, I got your room all set up for
you.

Ever pegged you as sentimental?

Well, there wasn't much else I could do
with it. No matter how hard I scrubbed

it, it still just smelled like book
nerd.

You ready?

Yeah.

Thank you.

Much changed?

This is an Eureka tree.

Sorry, what?

The tree.

I've got ones just like it in my
greenhouse.

Even more beautiful than this one.

Do you want to see?

No.

Um, no. No, everything looks the same.

You want to do Thai tonight?

There's a Thai place out here now? Yeah.

So, I finally get this guy pulled over.
He takes one look at me. And he's like,

okay, great. I'm backed into a corner by
some chick. I can take her. Wait, are

you saying he got out of his car and
tried to hit you?

He tried to yank a baseball bat out from
under his seat.

Never managed to get it out fully,
though.

Got stuck halfway, which was enough to
make him lose his balance, flip

backwards, and smoke a set on the
asphalt.

Was he okay?

Nope.

Actually, he needed a lot of stretches.

Lost. Fair bit of blood, too. But
actually, when they tested him later,

found enough alcohol in his system that
he should have been legally dead.

That's insane.

See?

Lots of things happen here.

We got enough content for five more
books, at least.

Although,

you know what might be more interesting
if the cops were the ones who threw him

to the ground?

Everyone loves a good conspiracy or a
corrupt cop.

Don't be like that.

We were having a nice dinner.

Fine.

I won't be passive.

I'm just gonna say it so it's said.

I think you left so you could run away
from your problems.

And if you ever want to function
properly again, you gotta move back here

face your demons.

Wow.

You don't think I'm functional.

Okay, well, just because I'm not
reliving the glory days of high school

living in my childhood home and playing
let's dress up like mom and dad doesn't

mean I'm not functioning.

I'm a really respected author, and what
I am writing for your information is

incredibly emotionally informed, so I'm
helping other people who are also

struggling with their traumas.

So, you are struggling.

Like, writing this stuff for me, it's
like free therapy.

No, it's... Like you're making a fake
Alice to deal with all the stuff so the

real one doesn't have to.

You know, even with this new book,
you're outright talking about what

but it's not the same as actually
dealing with it.

Oh, kind of like how you became a cop so
you could save people like you were

never able to save me?

Not really dealing with the problem
either, are you?

Look, Em...

What happened?

None of it was your fault.

We were just kids.

And now I am dealing with it in my way,
and you are dealing with it in yours.

Okay?

Yep.

Okay.

You done?

No, no, no, no, no.

You

doing

okay?

Sorry.

Stupid question.

I'm Detective Ethan Cole.

I'm going to ask you a few questions
about what happened tonight, okay?

What happened?

So what were you and your sister up to
tonight?

We had dinner.

I was in town, so I'm staying here.

Do you know if she mentioned that she
was going to be going out, maybe meeting

up with anyone?

No, I told your people already she was
taken.

Do you know if she's seeing anyone
currently?

No, I don't know. What does this have to
do with anything?

Look, Alice, did you and Emma get into a
fight tonight?

No.

My sister was taken by the Shigoi.

That's who the note is from.

Okay.

Look, I'll be in touch, and if you can
think of anything else, then please.

Anything else? What else do you need?
She was taken.

Listen. The neighbors didn't hear a
struggle. None of our people can even

fingerprint. Okay, that's great. There's
clearly a struggle inside the house.

He's smart. He understands DNA.

I know because he took me when I was
little.

Look, I'm just going to come right out
and say it.

You announced your new book today
discussing all of this, and we can't

that your boy has just come back after
15 years, okay?

Look, Emma's one of our own, okay? She's
a good cop. I worked with her before,

but...

She has been put through the ringer with
this review, and I know you two haven't

always... What review?

She didn't tell you?

Your sister's been struggling

lately, and I know her drinking's gotten
a little worse.

And then there was the incident with the
perp that got hurt. It wasn't her

fault. Anybody would have done the same
thing. It was just bad luck, but she

took it really hard.

And I know you two have had, you know,
some challenges.

We may be very different people, but we
love each other.

Those are the best ones at pushing our
buttons, right?

My sister wants me to move home.

She just doesn't like that my books
imply that the police can't get their

done. I am telling you, she was taken.
Just look at the evidence.

If she's still not home in 48 hours,
come down, file a missing persons

and that'll help us get our job done.

A lot can happen in 48 hours.

Ah, so you're awake.

We're going to have some fun, you and I.

I hope you have faith in your sister.

I'd hate her to take too long to find
you.

Okay, so the forensic team was here.
They combed the place for DNA and

fingerprints, but there was nothing.

There was no forced entry, so Emma might
have opened the door for him, but he

shouldn't have been able to overpower
her, so he must have used some kind of

chemical agent like chloroform, as
cliche as that sounds.

And he left a brick.

No DNA on that either, his or anyone
else's.

No, this one has a maker's mark on it,
but it's just a number.

Yeah, it's 55868.

Yep, yeah, I can hold.

Hi, yes, no, I'm still here.

I would say this one is more like a pale
red color. My guess is it's clay.

Okay.

Well, if I reach out to the
manufacturer, do you think they'd be

what it was used for?

Okay, yeah, no, I understand.

Do you have any names or numbers of
people I could reach out to who were

before it shut down?

Okay. Okay.

Yeah, thank you.

Oh, gosh, I'm so sorry. I didn't even
see you there.

Wait, Claire?

Yeah.

Hi.

Hi.

Wow.

I can't believe I'm running into you
like this.

Like, literally running into you after I
went all turbofan at the signing.

Okay, don't worry.

It was really nice to hear your
enthusiasm.

Okay, because, you know, I spend hours
online arguing on message boards, and I

mean the number of theories I've heard
about the Strigoi and the things he's

done and people dismissing him like he's
some sort of supernatural boogeyman.

It's just that... Well, I'm really
excited to read your book and see what

confirms and what it debunks.

Thank you.

Sorry about my reaction. I'm just, um...

I'm having a bit of a day.

So... Well, if what you said about this
tree boy is true, I can only imagine

what your day -to -day is like.

Thanks for taking the time to chat. I
appreciate it.

Um, hey!

I'm sorry. I just... Is something wrong?

Like, something more? It's just that
you... Well, you look so...

I'm sorry.

I should not have said anything.

I'll... No, it's okay.

This is a little complicated.

But you know what? I'm just going to put
all of my cards on the table here. I'm

going through something, and I could
really use a sounding board.

I mean, you say you're a true crime
expert, right?

Yes.

Okay.

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Our household is completely divided.

I'm not going to get mad at me.

I don't even want to have a relationship
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I have nothing to hide. And depending on
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I spoke to the agency in New York, and
they're interested.

Maybe we should give them something more
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Yeah.

We can have our headshots taken and
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I mean, there's got to be more to it. He
can't just be upset about the book, can

he?

I don't know.

And I've spent the better half of the
last decade trying to understand the

of people like him.

Yeah, but of all the girls he supposedly
took, I mean, why would he have been so

sloppy?

Did he let you go on purpose?

I don't know.

If I'm being honest, I don't remember a
lot about that moment.

I'd been in his house for months, and I
genuinely can't remember the last

time I actually saw his face.

But there was something about the way
that he talked to me, the way that he

talked about all the other girls, as if
he loved us.

I don't know, it was dark and violent
and twisted.

But love.

Yeah, love through abuse.

Exactly.

And now I have to do the one thing that
no one has ever been able to do.

Find him.

Well, almost no one.

What do you mean?

Seller files?

Really, Claire?

Hey, you know, this has more to offer
you at the moment than the police. So,

know, I think you should show a little
respect.

Okay.

Okay,

so the main consensus here is that there
are three main suspects the police

didn't investigate thoroughly enough.

A Dr. Adrian Blake, who had been a
physician to at least three of the

A Charles Mercer.

who was arrested for assault and is a
registered sex offender.

He was never properly linked to the
crime.

And a man known as the Trenchcoat, often
seen by the housing complex near the

train tracks, somewhere near Smith and
Pine.

Okay, well, it's not Dr. Blake.

He's dead, first of all. And I
investigated him on my own for a long

Charles Mercer, I do remember him being
convicted after I was abducted, but I

also remember seeing some news reports
and I didn't think he looked like the

street boy physically.

Trenchcoat, I mean, as far as I know,
he's as good as an urban legend.

Okay, so what do you want to do?

I mean, we could track down Mercer, see
if there's a link in any way, or we

could just start roaming the streets of
Smith and Pine, knocking on doors.

Do you know of anyone that could...

Help with that kind of information?

Matter of fact, I do.

You want to come?

Of course.

I just have to call my boyfriend really
quick and let him know.

Then I'm all yours.

Okay. Okay.

Ethan. Hi, it's Alice Kerrigan. Oh, hi.

Look, I was hoping you could do me a
favor.

Yeah, like I said last night, my hands
are tied unless you can... No, I was

actually just hoping for some
information.

Uh, on?

Charles Mercer.

Alice, what are you planning?

No, look, I'm just trying to get things
straight in my head, okay? I know people

said that he could be the Strigoi, so...

You know, I just, I've never seen him in
person. I thought maybe if I could see

him, even if just from a distance, then
I could cross him off my list.

You know I can't give out personal
information.

Oh, not even for a sex offender on the
registry?

Any information.

I can't have you harassing old men
playing chess in the park, Alice.

Now look, I hope you feel better. Get
some rest.

Oh, he likes you.

What? He gave you that without even
hesitating.

So that wasn't a metaphor?

Stanley Park has tables for chess.

Where old men play all the time.

Okay.

My, the mighty police officer.

I hope your sister moves quickly.

Your stamina is surprisingly lacking.

I think that's him.

What's wrong?

I don't know if I'm up for this.

What do you mean?

Well, it's just, I mean, I engage with
this stuff online.

You know, from a distance.

I get it.

I won't be long.

Okay.

You go to the park to play in the sun,
and God curses you with spectators.

No matter how beautiful.

Oh, I thought I was a little old for
your taste.

Here I was having a nice day.

I can see that.

I'd like you to stand up.

And I'd like to have whiskey with my
lunch, but my meds won't allow it.

Life's full of disappointments, Alice.

I know who you are.

You were in all the papers at one time.

Then you started writing about people
like me.

Even mentioned me in an interview on a
morning program.

Do you know why I'm here?

Research for a new book. Stand up.

No, you're not.

You're disappointed.

You know what? You're right. I am
disappointed.

Because I'm angry. And it's because of
people like you. I know.

The police blamed me for the abduction
of the Smith girl. They had no evidence

because I didn't touch her.

They didn't care.

They took a closer look at me and found
their evidence.

That body turned up in the place where I
worked.

It was a little Italian place.

A locker room talk back then, the way
the staff leered at the girls.

Do you think one of your co -workers
killed her? I don't know, but I've had a

long time to think about it.

There were a lot of felons in that
place, a lot of broken people.

The owner himself did time for violent
outbursts.

He beat a boy half to death.

I really am sorry for interrupting you.

I didn't mean to make you relive all of
this.

We're all products of what we've done.

It's always just beneath the surface
anyway.

I guess you've got some experience
researching crime.

Occupational hazard.

It's got to be different this time,
though.

Yeah. Yeah, I just finished researching
all of this for the book, but it's

definitely different this time.

There's something I want to show you I

Thought this was gone forever My parents
gave it to

me for my eighth birthday from my
grandmother He told me he loved

the way it looked on me and that I
should never take it off So now I can't

figure out if it's a reminder of my
parents Or if it is just tainted by him.

You should put it back on.

Really?

Yeah.

It's yours, isn't it?

May I?

Now, come on.

What were you thinking about Mercer?
Right, yes. Okay, so nine -year -old

Smith is the first victim that we can
tie to the Strigoi. She was out for

dinner. Then she was later found dead in
the dumpster outside the Paradiso.

Which is where they found Mercer.

Exactly.

Who says his boss is a violent ex -con?

And it is very possible that the police
missed something if they were looking at

the wrong guy.

So what do we do?

Talk to the owner?

You do.

And while you're doing that...

I will look at their employment record.

All these years, you're still perfect.

Hey, Alex, wake up.

Oh, back off.

I'm so sorry.

I'm so sorry. I really, I thought I was
past this.

Are you good?

Yeah.

Yeah. Yeah, I'm really sorry.

It's all right.

It's all right.

Are you coming?

Yeah.

Yeah, just give me one sec, okay?

Okay.

I spoke to the agency in New York, and
they're interested.

Maybe we should give them something that
will affect them.

We can have our headshot taken and maybe
even win 500 bucks.

13, unsolved homicide.

Yeah, I cut ties with the people that
are holding back.

What do we have to lose?

The girl who survived the Alina Thompson
story.

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Listen, I'm really sorry again.

Oh, don't worry about it.

That's how I wake up, too.

After you. Thank you.

We're on reduced lunch, so the menu
isn't accurate.

Oh, well, that's not a problem.

We didn't come here to eat.

Great.

What are you selling?

Buying, actually.

Are you the owner? Why?

I represent a property development
company, and we're interested in this

town.

Prices are down.

We're trying to buy up properties and
build.

And you want me to give you my life's
work for a song.

Get out. No.

Actually, we want to buy your life's
work.

For above market value, before you get
desperate and sell to one of our

competitors.

We're in early with the better deals.

Make sure we get the business.

I'll let you two talk.

I'll run to the restroom.

How much?

Well, we've already actually purchased
three buildings on this block, and I

think you'd be pleased to know that they
were all...

I'd be more than happy to run through
the numbers with you. I think you're

impressed.

What are you two up to? Um, you know
what? I think if you just sit...

Antonio is definitely not the Strigoi. I
could tell just from looking at him.

Though apparently he did have a knee
replacement surgery before I was

And Mercer just isn't him either.

So the Strigoi was taller.

Broader?

So he left this

with a note.

No handwriting.

Who did they say the manufacturer was?

Um, the company that I called said that
it would have been that clay firing...

The old Wilson Foundry. Oh, sure.

Yeah, I remember that place.

Shut down ages ago.

They were over near the train tracks.

Paradiso only had 12 employees when
Mercer was there.

One here named Stephen Gray. Guess where
he lived?

A street down near the train tracks?

Hines Street.

Trench coat. Mm -hmm.

All right.

Let's go.

Okay, so if this goes south, you want me
to let the air out of her tires?

No.

You were great back at the restaurant,
but I do think we need to keep a

lower profile here.

Okay.

Charlotte? Oh, sorry, sorry. I didn't
mean to startle you there. No, it's

It's just a little too much coffee.

Are you Charlotte?

I'm Charlotte. We spoke on the phone.
Oh, of course you are.

Oh, thank you so much for opening up for
us on such short notice. Oh, it's my

pleasure. I've had this place on the
books for a little while, just waiting

an interested buyer like yourself.

Now, she's not a lot to look at, a bit
of a fixer -upper, but the bones are

great. Oh, and the zoning here is
excellent.

So if you want to, you can just knock
her down and build from the ground up if

you've got the chutzpah. Oh, my gosh,
you're a riot.

That's what everyone says.

Like I said, we're just looking to set
up workspaces for at least five of our

employees. I mean, possibly more. I
mean, location, location, location.

Am I right? Essential to everything.

I can't wait to see the inside.

Well, what are we waiting for? Come on,
let's go. Actually, you know what?

What's out back?

Oh, there's a garden back there, full of
potential.

A few weeds you need to take care of,
but I'll take you there next.

You know what? That's okay. Why don't
you two head inside, and I'll just take

peek out back. Oh, I don't... You know
what? You should let her go. She gets

creative ideas sometimes, and, well,
it'll give us business people a chance

talk some numbers.

All right then.

Come on, Charlotte.

I think you're going to love it. So can
you tell me a little bit more about the

neighborhood?

Our father may have taken our mom.

Dad, he's docking you.

Were you aware that your mom was in a
fortune?

Is it true you buried your mother in
your own backyard?

I didn't have anything to do with
Monster.

I told you I'd be back for you, girl.

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in the next five years. Oh, it should be
amazing. And, well, that leads us back

to your colleague.

So nice. So thorough. Thank you so much.

Is everything okay?

Of course.

Yeah. My colleague is an avid gardener.

And, you know, if we're going to do this
place up, we want to make sure she can

do it up right.

Yeah. Yeah, for sure.

Okay.

Sure.

What do you think?

Could you just give us one minute?

Take all the time you need. Thank you.

So?

Yeah, so it's definitely his home.

Well, what did you find?

What I can only assume are his first few
victims.

Cat skulls.

I stopped digging it, too.

Oh. It could be a pet cemetery, maybe.
No.

No. I also found the shirt that Emma was
wearing the night she was taken.

What?

I think he wanted me to find this.

Yeah.

Yeah, sure. Okay, okay.

So what do we do?

I mean, we can't just... Call up your
police crush and have him run a

check on Stephen Gray. No.

There's a database.

Private detectives, they won't advertise
it, but basically you can pay to have

access to information on people.

And you have access to this?

Research.

Okay.

Um, what about our doting real estate
agent?

I have a feeling you can figure
something out that will let her down

Yeah, okay.

I'll meet you out front, okay? Okay.

That house hasn't been sold in decades.

The same person has owned it from before
he worked at the Paradiso.

Rebecca Gray, his mother.

And where is she now?

But then that third day, was it Friday?

Well, it doesn't matter.

That was the night that Rebecca really
seemed to light up when we wheeled her

out.

She always loved playing bridge.

You're right.

She's a big card player.

But since that latest stroke, well, the
smile doesn't quite leave the eyes, if

you know what I mean.

It's OK.

We were just passing through.

We just wanted to make sure she knew we
were here.

I'm sure she'll appreciate that.

Shall we go see her?

Yeah.

Rebecca, look who's come to say hi.

Well, isn't this a lovely surprise?

We wanted to come say hi while we were
in town.

Of course.

Well, I'll leave you girls to it.

Any issues, I'll just be in the office.

So, how are you?

You're my nieces, of course.

Yes. Yeah, we're actually here to talk
about Stephen.

Oh, my darling boy.

Such a loving child.

Isn't he just?

You know, we were actually just at your
house. We loved your rose garden.

I have always prided myself on my roses.

You know...

a few other things in your rose garden.

Seems your son had a bit of a grudge
against the neighborhood cats.

What? My son didn't even know.

He always loved animals, always has.

I don't know why people were accusing
him. Where is your son now?

Tonight?

Is it Thursday?

He helps at the veteran's soup kitchen
every Thursday night.

Really? Of course. That's our Stephen.
Always giving. So he's a philanthropist?

Always has been.

I'm sorry, dear. Whose daughter were you
again?

One of Richard's nieces?

Yes. Oh, poor Richard. If only he could
see who his son is now.

He always said Stephen was a soft boy.

He needed firming up around the edges.

I know it was hard on Stephen, but I
think deep down he appreciated the

How did Richard firm him up?

What? Well, I mean, you know, the usual
ways.

Such as?

Well, I mean, he taught him to fight.

Hmm.

How to throw a punch or how to take one?

Rebecca, how often was Richard beating
your son?

Was it once a month?

Once a week?

Daily?

You want to talk about that?

When did Stephen start hitting back?

He never meant to hurt his dad. I know.

I'm sure he felt awful.

Couldn't bring himself to speak at the
funeral.

He's coming back to get me.

He's coming back for me.

He's coming back for me.

He's coming for me.

He's coming back to get me.

He's coming back to get you. He's coming
back to get me.

That's not what they told me.

You lied to me.

Stop right there. Oh, what's going on?
You have to go now. They're on to us.

What?

Alice, what happened back there?

Where were you?

I stepped out. I had to call my
boyfriend.

I thought we were going to be there for
hours. That's why she was rambling.

It doesn't make any sense.

What?

Him trying to stop me?

He was the one who set me out on this
hunt.

He's the one who taunted me to find out
more.

Nothing to be expected.

My mother isn't talking.

No. I told you, she's not to have any
visitors but me.

What?

Not so fast!

I don't question his decision.

I know exactly who he is and I'm going
to tell everyone.

I am God's messenger.

I have a message for my father. Tell him
I'm done.

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I told you he liked you.

Hey, you did good work today.

Catch your breath.

I've got some time tomorrow, if that
helps.

Sure. Thanks.

I'll, uh, catch a cab up the street.

Tell me all about him tomorrow.

Evening, officer.

Alice.

Busy day?

Something like that, yeah.

Yeah.

There was a call to the station earlier,
something about a misdemeanor theft at

an Italian restaurant.

Shocking. Did they make off with some
pasta?

Staff records, actually.

You know, Mercer used to work there.

It's been a really long day, officer.

Detective, actually.

Detective.

And I would invite you in, but... But
I'd have to decline.

Yeah.

Do you... Do you know a man by the name
of Stephen Gray?

Can't say the name rings a bell, no.

I think I'm on to something.

He's worth looking into.

You know I can't just go looking into
random citizens.

Yeah. Hey.

You doing okay?

Just really worried.

Stay here.

Stay here.

No, no, no, no. That's too long.

Get them here in ten minutes.

No. No sound of these saying where it
is.

I am so sorry.

We obviously need to get some people
here to recheck the place.

Do you have anywhere to stay tonight?

Alice.

It doesn't make sense.

Help me, but hinder me.

Look, we'll get some emergency
accommodation set up for you, okay?

Cool.

Thank you.

The evidence on Stephen Gray remains
inconclusive.

I know that he worked at the Paradiso
around the same time as Charles Mercer.

And the murder of James Smith.

He lived on Pine Street with his mother,
Rebecca, where he left me cat skulls

with Emma's T -shirt, which I can only
assume was to taunt me.

But it leads me nowhere.

But everything started falling into
place with Claire.

She was the one that brought up cellar
files, which led us to Trenchcoat, then

Pine Street, then Rebecca.

I never asked her last name.

Kerrigan Karafan.

Okay, so she's a bit upset.

I started to put everything together
last night.

Is that Emma?

God, you're not supposed to be here.
You're not supposed to be here.

Look, Charlie.

No.

Charlie is dead.

Okay? Okay.

My name is Claire.

God, why do you have to be so perfect?

Claire, please.

Just stop.

No. All those years living in your
shadow.

I'm sick of you.

Please, you don't have to do this. No,
don't!

You don't know what I told you leaving
did to him, okay?

How much he suffered.

All because of you!

Claire.

We're friends, you know that, right?

No, I'm his wife, you idiot!

Jeremy didn't have a...

ceremony to make it official. Okay, but
I'm the one who's loved him.

Fed his desires for years in your
absence.

I'm the one who cared for him when he
first got here.

No!

You need to stay here.

You can come with me.

Good afternoon, ma 'am. License and
registration?

Yeah, okay.

Thank you.

Where are you coming from today?

I'm sorry. I should have pulled over and
I should have called for help, but my

phone, it wasn't working up there, but
my sister is still there. It's okay.

It's okay. All right, just take a
breath.

We're here to help you. You were
swerving pretty badly back there.

I received a tip from your boyfriend.

He said that you had an argument, all
right?

You would be under the influence.

No, no, no, no, that's the streak away.
Can you call Detective Ethan Cole? He's

been helping me. We've been talking
about this.

May I?

Yeah.

Your boyfriend said that you left in a
hurry.

That you're prone to, uh, episodes. Does
that sound about right to you? Officer,

you have to believe me. I don't even, I
don't, I don't have a boyfriend. I don't

have a boyfriend.

Still with the vehicle, stand by.

Negative, Officer Carter.

All positions, detective inbound.

Copy that.

Okay, so I'm going to need you to stay
in the car here and wait for a little

while. Can you do that for me?

Yeah.

Why are you doing this to us?

You're waiting for the police in your
car, aren't you?

I imagine even if you haven't done
anything, it must feel uncomfortable.

I remember that feeling, being
interrogated.

The police thought I could give evidence
to incriminate Dr. Blake.

They almost caught you?

They never...

Wait, wait, wait. Emma, please.

If you tell them where you...

I had a feeling I'd see you again.

You all right?

Rough call?

Yeah.

That's not fine.

Yeah.

Yeah, I didn't think so.

Who is Claire McIntyre?

You wouldn't believe me.

Try me.

Okay. A number of years ago, the police
almost caught the street boy.

His name is Stephen Gray.

Since her abduction, Charlie Cooper has
been with him, and she is going by the

fake name of Claire McIntyre.

That's a lot to absorb.

Do you have any evidence that supports
this?

You said if I gave you something more
that you could look into it further.

Yeah.

What can you tell me about Stephen Gray?

He worked at the Paradiso around the
same time as Mercer.

His first victim was Jane Smith.

And he fits the description of the
trench coat that's been circulating for

years.

Okay, what else?

Alice. Nothing concrete.

Alice, I can protect you.

Yeah, but you can't protect Emma.

I have given you something. Please.

Let me collect my thought.

Okay.

I will check in on you soon.

Okay.

Drive safe and go the speed limit.

It's a really high dose.

He's dying.

Thanks.

How convenient.

You have something I want, and I have
something you need.

Alice.

Well done.

Claire told me you were sick yesterday.

I have the refill of your prescription
here.

Blackmailing a sick man.

Your darkness is showing.

You're more like me than you realize.

I want my sister.

Deal. Meet me tonight.

Where? The rooftop garden at the top of
the Lennox building.

Did you know this is an Eureka tree?

Sorry, what?

I've got more like it in my greenhouse.

Just like this one.

Even more beautiful.

And even more beautiful than this
flower.

Do you want to see?

Let's get my parents.

They're going to meet us there.

Okay.

How dare you?

6 p .m.

Alice, everything okay?

Yeah, I have some more information for
you and...

I could really use a favor from you and
some colleagues that you trust tonight,

but I am playing this my way. Is that
understood?

Not even a little.

Alice, tell me everything.

I think I have enough evidence for you
to arrest this tree boy, but I need to

prioritize my sister, and I need your
help watching over someone who is

currently tied up in the back of this
car.

Why?

Who?

Charlie Cooper.

She's this tree boy's wife.

Stephen Gray was born to abusive parents
on the wrong side of town.

His father tortured him. His mother
enabled a cycle of pain and fear that

propel Stephen down a dark path.

But nurture is only part of the
equation.

Stephen already displayed unusual
tendencies.

One look at the missing pet posters
around the neighborhood could tell you

In a bid to put himself in his father's
shoes and show mercy on his victims,

Stephen began abducting young girls.

Hey, are you sure about this?

Yeah, I'm sure.

But every time, his father's voice in
his head proved too strong, even after

Stephen killed him.

And every time, Stephen would burn
through his victims and need to find a

replacement.

Where's my sister?

Right to business.

Stephen Gray was born to abusive parents
on the wrong side of town.

I think you'd be quite proud.

It's very comprehensive.

Do you remember the day we first met?

There in this garden.

You were pretending to be the gardener.

And you were pretending to be a
teenager.

Is that why you gave me a flower?

There was a black spot in the
surveillance here.

I'd been watching you.

Your parents left you here often. They
worked in this building.

And this was supposed to be a safe
place.

But everywhere should be safe from
people like you.

I did what you asked.

I looked into your life.

I think you'll find I've been quite
generous in my interpretation.

But from what I can tell, a few pills
aren't going to change what's happening

you.

You're not wrong.

Everyone who reads this story is going
to know that you are a monster.

What was your point? Point?

Dear Alice...

is that the story lacks poetry.

What are you talking about?

Did you never wonder why I let you go?

Of course I did.

My story is your story, Alice.

You and I connected.

I had to let you go.

And as soon as I did, I regretted it.

Every girl I took since then was a poor
reflection of you.

Just as every story you've written
contains a reflection of me.

Where is my sister?

There's a note on my phone in my jacket
pocket.

It details where she can be found.

I'll place it on the ground when we
leave.

When you come with me Where I'll show
you

No.

Our stories are linked.

They should end together.

Don't move, don't move, don't move!

Please, hey.

Sabrina needs to get hurt, okay?

I have stage four cancer, detective.

Hurt is a part of me.

Please.

Just let her go.

I did that once.

I won't make the same mistake twice.

I don't want to die alone.

Come with me, Alice.

A final chapter to our story.

Perhaps we'll find ourselves somewhere
with white flowers.

It's over.

They can't hurt you anymore.

I can't imagine what it would have been
like for you.

I've seen some pretty nightmare stuff in
my years on the force.

People go through unimaginable trauma
and I've been there to pick through the

pieces.

She's safe.

That was the hardest thing I've ever
been through.

And you went through it.

But worse.

Longer.

And as a child, Alice, I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

It doesn't matter.

No. No, it's not okay.

I've been pushing you to just get over
it.

I know it's still fresh for me, but I
don't think I'll...

us don't define who we are.

Okay?

You know, the whole time, I just kept
thinking to myself, what would

Emma do if it were me?

And that is exactly what I did.

All right.

Let's do one last look into the tree
line, all right?

I'm not interrupting.

It's okay.

We did a sweep of the property.

There's evidence of other incidents, but
no one else here.

Looks like they were the only two.

Emma, when you're back on your feet,
I'll give you a full debrief. And Alice,

think it'd be good for us to speak again
as well.

I have your number.

I'll give you a call.

Like that.

Stephen Gray may have died, but his
actions left scars that kept the street

alive.

Dear Charlie, I don't even know how to
start this letter, but

I feel like we have so much to talk
about.

It's a start.

Thanks for cooking.

Of course.

Looks delicious.

Eat up. We spent months unraveling the
truth.

Not of a shadowy figure, but of a broken
boy whose pain

turned to cruelty.

Here you go. Thank you for coming.

We had both lived it. Thank you for
coming.

And together, we wrote the ending.

By reclaiming this story, we made sure
we would be his final victims.

Hi. Hey.

Everyone, this is Charlie Cooper, co
-author of this book.

Why don't you sit down?

Thanks. Thanks for coming.