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What's going on, sweet?

The guitar is at midnight.

Her parents are in Cabo.

I can't. My baby's seeing my brother.

Mom's on a date with a stockbroker.

She's aiming high. My mom's dating a yogi who only eats raw.

Thomas, you better be in that bed.

I will tell Mom.

I think my brother's up.

Oh, is he really?

Damn it, Thomas.

That's weird.

I heard something.

What is it?

Maybe it's your stalker. No one believes me.

I swear, someone's been following me around.

They were lurking in the backyard last week.

You don't have a stalker. Famous people have stalkers.

You have a creeper with a crush.

That qualifies as a stalker.

Chill out, Hannah.

Don't flatter yourself.

What's going on?

I heard something.

Don't hang up. Okay.

I'm here.

Talk to me, Hannah.

Hannah, you're scaring me.

Hannah?

Hannah, what's going on?

I don't know.

What's going on?

The door is open.

Are you serious?

Do you see anything?

I think someone's in the house. Oh, my

God. Get out of there. I can't. I can't leave without Thomas.

Anything happens, call 911.

Thomas? Thomas?

Thomas, where are you?

Hannah?

What are you doing trying to scare me to death?

There's someone in the house.

Tasha, what's happening?

Hannah? Call the police.

Yes, yes, call the police. I don't know what to do.

heck or a kiss? A longish kiss.

He wanted it to go further, but it was late and I had to open up this morning.

You gonna see him again?

No, he was nice, but there was no chemistry.

We had fun.

How'd you sleep?

Great.

No psycho dreams?

No Bob standing over the bed trying to strangle me? Because he's in prison and

he will never hurt you again.

I know.

Look, keep dating. Keep it light.

Have fun.

Have crazy sex.

Crazy sex? Yeah. Who are you having crazy sex with?

Do as I say, not as I do. Seriously, I've only three years.

That's what keeps them all a secret.

Oh, hang on. How does your phone know how to do that?

It's freaky.

Hello?

Yeah, tell my car I'm back. Thanks.

I'm out.

It's on the house.

Call me later. I'm here all night.

Remember, have fun.

I'll turn to LAX and make a follow -up in September.

Let's put it to bed.

Morning. Coffee? Hey, Jack.

I'm good.

How about you?

Well, no, thank you. I'm dead.

You sure?

Dead. What do you call the follow -up in the Lopez case?

Romania. A guy was obsessed with a soap star. Morning.

I brought coffee.

I went to OLA with nonfat, non -dairy, quad shot lattes. Did I get close?

Oh, well, thank you.

Jack, don't buy me coffee.

Seriously, you ain't got a man of coffee? I'm trying to make a good

It's my ongoing struggle.

You want to make a good impression?

Don't barge into my office and interrupt me.

Wow, you're tough. Okay.

I'll just be at my desk.

Do I even have a desk?

Here. I'll show you.

We're a small setup. We have six detectives in the unit and an assistant

What about all the other people? Various. There's vice, domestic

mental health. It changes. People get moved around a lot. Space is tight.

Do detectives handle all the stalker cases in L .A.? And any other threat

occurs. A lot of what we do is consult and assist other departments. Playing

nice is essential.

Beth wants you up to speed. You're the active file. We handle around 300 cases

year with 20 to 30 ongoing.

Happy reading.

What's his rank? He's young. D1. A bit disgruntled.

He doesn't seem disgruntled. He smiles a lot. He's faking.

Last for a press facility.

Beth gets him trapped behind a computer. Great cyber tech, but he wants to be in

the field, which is why he resents you.

He doesn't appear to resent me. He's faking it.

If you're wondering, I'm D2 with a background in sociology and clinical

psychology.

We all have our own skill set.

So what's my skill set? You come from New York Homicide, you tell me.

So why LA?

Looking for a change. What about you? How long have you been here?

I'm an Orange County native. I think we're married.

Something tells me you know the answers to all these questions.

It's small talk.

Never mind.

And chai tea.

I usually drink chai tea in the morning, but thanks.

The gesture worked for me.

Janice, you free?

Responding officers called about a home invasion in March, Mont. They want us to

assess. Jack, let's go. You're tailing.

I'm Ron. I live next door. I was out walking Cheeky here when, bam, Hannah

right into me.

Probably scared me more than I scared her.

And none of you saw or heard anything out of the ordinary last night? Just

Hannah screaming.

I live across the street. I was watching Letterman and I called the police.

I live right around the corner. Out like a light.

Sorry.

And then we ran out of the house and into Ron. He called 911 and that was it.

Ron's your neighbor?

Yeah. He was out walking his dog.

By the time the cops came, whoever it was was gone.

Is anything missing in the house?

No, not that my mom and I could tell. In your statement, it says you believe

someone's following you.

Yeah.

Every once in a while, I feel like someone's watching me.

I'll turn around, but then no one's there.

It's really freaky, you know? Mm -hmm.

I can feel it.

And then somebody the last couple of weeks has been in the backyard.

They've been wearing a hoodie or something.

Hannah, why didn't you tell your mom?

She works a lot, and I didn't want to worry her.

Besides, who's going to believe me?

It's not like I have proof or anything.

I believe you, Hannah.

All right, here's what I want you to do.

I want you to write down every time you remember someone watching you.

What day it was, what time it was, anything that can help us identify your

stalker's patterns.

I've never even seen his face.

I know, but your instincts become my clues.

A timeline will really help us.

Stocking usually begins with a benign crush or fixation and it escalates into

something that becomes more frequent.

As the stocking grows, so does the stocker's courage and his need to reach

Hannah, don't worry.

All right, we're going to find out who's doing this.

It's just the two kids. Hannah's 16 and Thomas is 7.

Hey, buddy.

You like my shirt?

That's cool. What is that?

It's a platypus.

Oh, honey, honey, give the detective some room.

He's okay.

Is that yours?

Tom built that for Hannah when she was 10.

No one goes up there anymore.

When did your husband pass?

Three years ago.

It's been tough.

I do this.

Can't find any fingerprints. Nothing seems to be missing.

What about you?

There's a blueprint in the flowerbed from the depths and with could be a man

size 10.

More voyeur evidence in the treehouse.

What do you think? He was following her, spying on her.

Predatory. Sexual.

Stalking is his foreplay. The real goal is sexual assault.

Ben got a hit off the sex offender database.

Daddy is far and convicted of raping a 12 -year -old girl. Got out six months

ago. Lived four blocks away.

Mr. Barnes, where were you last night?

I was here.

Took a walk around Penn and went to bed.

What's this about?

We're about to be getting a break -in. A teenage girl was victimized.

Oh, I see.

Some little girl complained about the boogeyman, so it's got to be me, right?

We'd like to come in and take a look around.

Do you have a warrant?

No, I have your probation officer.

I'll let him explain the law to you.

Excuse me.

Hannah McCoy.

They're just pictures.

Is that a sizing, young girl?

It's not illegal or a violation of my probation.

I stay 100 yards away from schools, parks, libraries.

I don't talk to anyone under 18, ever.

What do you know about her?

Nothing.

I've seen her around.

You in her neighborhood a lot?

It's a free country. I like to walk.

Apparently. Past the houses of underage girls like Hannah.

Sweet, young, cute. That's your type, right?

I'm better now. There is no cure for a child predator. We both know that.

But there is a treatment.

Cognitive and behavioral.

I've developed coping skills to change and curb my impulses.

I look.

I don't touch.

What's your shoe size?

Ten and a half. Why? We found a blueprint under Hannah's window.

Right now, the techs are going through your closet trying to find a match.

save us a lot of time. You can't railroad me.

Look, I know I have a problem, and I am handling it the best way I know how.

Any further questions will be answered in the presence of my lawyer.

Hey.

Thanks for coming so quickly. Yeah, I got your message, and I got the warrant

granting you access to Barnes' hard drive.

Great.

Oh, sorry. This is Jack Larson. He's new to the team. Deputy DA Amanda Taylor.

Nice to meet you.

I'll call Barnes' PO, get him to sign off on a probation hold.

Good. That'll give you 24 hours to find something solid.

This is awkward.

I didn't realize you worked TAU cases.

Amanda. Amanda.

Amanda, hold on a second.

You are something else.

And the whole reason I lobbied for TAU, because I thought you worked Robert

Hammond. That's where you're listening to DA's office.

A beach or somebody handled TAU.

She's on maternity leave. I'm covering for her.

Look, I don't want this to be weird.

It's not weird. It's despicable.

I just spent the last three hours at Hannah's high school.

I was expecting this whole flashback scenario. Nothing.

I don't recognize high school anymore. Who are those people?

Did Hannah have any conflicts with other students?

Counselors, friends all say Hannah's a good girl. No trouble, smart, high GPA.

Doesn't date. There are no boys in the picture, which is weird.

Why? Because she's a little hottie -tottie, and little hottie -totties

have a guy.

What is that?

The evidence from Barnes' laptop.

Man, this guy took a lot of photos.

LAPD Threat Assessment Unit.

One moment.

Can I help you?

I'd like to speak to Lieutenant Beth Davis.

Your name?

Perry.

Am I interrupting?

This is so wrong.

How did this not violate his probation?

Not defined in his paperwork.

I mean, technically, he can take all the personal photos he wants in a public

setting.

Are we sure Barnes is our guy?

What do you mean? According to his original arrest report, Barnes was a

neighbor. He let the local girls play in his yard, even bought them a

trampoline. Until one day, he drugged a girl's lemonade and raped her. So he

doesn't like confrontation.

So why break into a house? I mean, it seems too brazen.

Pedophiles are like addicts. Rarely do they change their MOs. That was

None of Barnes' shoes were a match for the boot print in the McCoy flower bed.

I'm telling you, I mean, this Barnes is a bad dude, but... See the guy we're

looking for?

Hannah said someone was following.

Someone in a hoodie, size ten and a half boot. He sat in a treehouse watching.

Do we have pictures of the house from the tree's point of view? The tree's

of view? The tree of suspect?

Is this the house, Kilda, you were talking about?

What are you doing here, Perry?

Well, I didn't come here to rat you out or anything. That's what you're worried

about. I'm not worried.

Really?

Because you've assaulted me in a parking lot.

I have no recollection of that.

What do you want?

Sorry, I didn't come here to be contented.

I wanted to tell you that it was wrong of me to harass Eric.

I won't be contacting him anymore.

I heard you loud and clear.

Good.

I'll hold you to it.

If that's all.

Help me.

I mean, I... I need help.

I know it.

You know it?

I can't explain it, but there's this part of me in my head causes me to focus

someone and it takes over.

I want to know them.

I want to be with them.

It's like a drug.

And then the obsession fuels me.

It makes me madder.

There's something wrong with me.

If you want help, Perry, call this man.

He's a therapist.

No direct POVs.

I went up the tree, and I can see directly into the living room.

There's a view of the couch and the TV. Hannah's on the phone watching Survivor.

Oh, look who got voted off the island. I always hated that creep.

I'm starving.

I see the kitchen, the fridge. It goes for some string cheese.

Dude, what are you doing?

I'm role -playing.

Going on? He likes to role -play. I follow you around. I couldn't watch. You

watch TV. But how did that trigger me to break into your house?

She goes to her bedroom.

You watch her undress, go to bed, sleep. That would escalate to violence. But

Hannah's bedroom is on the other side of the house. Right.

Wait, wait, wait.

There's a window on the right side of the house.

Whose room is that?

Thomas' bedroom.

What if Hannah isn't the target?

Hannah made a journal of every time she felt followed. Where is it?

Uh, J. Pierre, Thor.

Playground. Thomas was with her every time. We have the wrong victim. It's

Thomas.

Hello? Hello, Mrs. McCoy. This is Lieutenant Davis.

Yes, Lieutenant Davis.

Is Thomas okay?

Yeah, he's fine. He's watching a movie downstairs.

Okay, I don't mean to scare you, but I need you to check on him right now.

What's this all about?

We think the person who broke in might have been there for Thomas. Oh.

Thomas?

Give me photos. Run any prints you find immediately.

He's only seven.

He's never spent the night away from me.

We're going to find him. I promise.

How do you know that?

Don't say that. Don't do that. Don't say things you don't know.

She said it because she does know it.

We're going to bring Thomas home safe and sound.

What's that?

Thomas' squirt gun.

No, that's not his.

I don't allow guns of any kind in this house.

Seen this before?

What are you doing?

We talked to your guidance counselor.

You're a good girl, Hannah.

Smart, lots of friends.

No boyfriend, though, which I find odd since you're so pretty and sexy with

little crop tops and your tattoo.

No judgment, mind you.

I think you're good. I just don't think you're innocent.

You're a responsible girl.

I'm guessing that we're going to find with an arm's reach... Oh, what's this?

That is none of your business.

Again, no judgment.

We ain't having sex with Hannah.

What's his name? Or suicide, huh?

It has nothing to do with Thomas. Right now, everything has to do with Thomas.

I need a name, Hannah.

Now.

You're Victor Sweeney, you work at a tattoo parlor on Lancaster?

Yeah, what about Hannah McCoy?

You did her tattoo, right?

Been over her house a couple times?

Not that I remember.

You recognize this toy gun?

No, your boots have a very specific tread.

A lot like this print that we found under Hannah's bedroom window.

Okay, so it was there, so what?

So you're in a relationship with Hannah and her brother was abducted this

afternoon. Did you account for your whereabouts today, Victor?

I was at home, asleep.

Wait, you don't think I had something to do with this? You kept your

relationship with Hannah a secret. Maybe time has found out. Maybe you wanted to

set him up.

That's crazy.

You have a rap seat, Victor. Mostly petty crime, vandalism, drunken

A 28 -year -old guy with a 16 -year -old girl?

That's statutory rape.

It wasn't like that, I swear.

I gave Thomas the squirt gun as a present.

He was a nice kid. I would never hurt him.

Never.

Hannah mentioned him, stalker.

You were creeping around that house at night. You must have seen something.

Once, a couple weeks ago.

It was pretty late.

And then again, last week.

I was leaving our house, and there was a car parked on the street. And I could

see someone in the driver's seat, and they were just staring at Hannah's

I figured it had to be the guy.

You see his face?

No, I was wearing a hoodie.

And when I came out, I'm Easter soft.

What kind of car? What color?

I don't know, man.

Think. What kind of car? What color? Come on.

It was silver or gray, maybe a sedan.

And you withheld this information. Why?

You know why.

Come on, I'm being fair with you guys.

That two guy said he saw a silver or gray sedan parked in the neighborhood.

I searched through the pedophile's pictures and found this.

I checked EMV and it belongs to Rosemary Wilson, McCoy's neighbor. I interviewed

her. Find her. Now.

We're here, Jane.

We're home.

Honey,

Mommy's right here.

You look so sleepy.

Did you have a nice nap?

You shouldn't drink all that cough syrup. You know it's not like candy,

I'll be right back.

Don't you go anywhere.

No, please, no!

Who are you?

And what the hell are you doing in my house?

Who are you?

And what are you doing in my house?

Look, if you don't get out...

They searched Rosemary's house.

It's her.

They found this.

The place looks like she left in a hurry.

Hasn't been seen since yesterday.

What about the APB in her car?

The Amber Alert. There has to be something.

I just checked.

Thompson's photo was everywhere.

We've received over two dozen calls. Nothing's panning out.

That was the real Rosemary Wilson.

Apparently her sister, Judith Ann, is who we're looking for. So Rosemary's

using her sister's identity?

Judith Ervin and Judith Ann Wilson.

The real Rosemary lives in Seattle.

Seems Judith has problems.

She's stolen her sister's identity more than once. Thinks people are out to get

her.

Sounds like paranoia. Or psychotic delusion.

Apparently Judith hasn't been the same since her son died.

Judith Ann Wilson gave birth to her son James Peterson at Good Samaritan

Hospital nine years ago.

According to his death certificate, James Peterson drowned two years back.

accidental. So Thomas would be the same age her son was when he died. That could

have triggered her fixation. She's looking for a replacement.

Okay, so where does she take Thomas?

Is there a father listed?

Derek Peterson, a talent who lives in the South Bay.

You think she's trying to put her family back together? Or might know where she

took him.

I'm sorry. I wish I could help, but I haven't seen Judith since we divorced.

Right after your son died.

Yes, but things weren't good between us before that.

She was... Impulsive?

Emotionally unstable?

One minute she hated me, the next was total love.

She had problems.

Mr. Peterson, do you have any idea where she might have gone?

I'm sorry, I don't.

I understand your son was seven when he drowned.

He and Judith were in a rowboat on Echo Park Lake.

James fell in.

But you're not so sure that's what happened.

Of course I am.

It was a terrible accident. According to her medical records, Judith was

diagnosed with anticoagulant personality disorder in her 20s. Yes, but she was

very good at keeping up on her medication.

And you filed for divorce six weeks before James died?

How did she take the news?

Not well.

She laughed out.

became depressed.

It's possible she blamed James for the demise of your relationship.

You're suggesting that Judith had anything to do with James? You're a

Derek.

You don't want to think she could hurt your son because that would mean you

weren't there for him as a father.

But you know the truth, don't you, Mr. Peterson?

I thought, but there's never any proof who would do something like that.

Maybe she was desperate to save her marriage, and when that didn't work out,

she had left was guilt.

St. Thomas brought back the ghost of James. It eased the pain, a psychotic

delusion brought on by a repressed memory. Which fueled her obsession.

Mr. Peterson, where were you and Judith living at the time?

A couple blocks from where he drowned.

Address?

1217 Terrace Drive.

Quiet, James!

You know how much mommy hates it when you cry.

I said shut up!

Look at me!

He's in there. So is Thomas.

You take the front, I'll take the back.

I have an idea.

Hello?

Hi.

Sorry to barge in. The door was open.

I'm your neighbor Beth from down the street.

Hoping I could borrow a cup of sugar.

I'm attempting to bake and I ran out.

Your son?

James.

Cutie.

Looks just like you.

Judith,

right?

Yes.

Yes, it is.

But you can call me Judy.

All my friends do.

house did you say you lived in?

It's a cross, two doors down.

Is it sugar that you said you wanted?

Yeah.

Just a cup. The recipe requires two.

Thomas, unlock the door.

I don't know you.

Yeah, you do. We met at your house. I'm going to take you to your mom's.

Open the door, buddy.

Everything's okay, Jack.

Judy?

It's me.

Your friend.

You don't want to hurt James. You love him, remember?

Judith, don't do this. This is Thomas McCoy. It's not James. Thomas is not

James.

James is gone.

Judy?

I'm gonna get you the help you need, alright?

I like you.

What? I don't care if you don't like me.

I like you.

You are one awkward dude.

Hey. Hey.

Want to grab a drink and bond some?

Strictly platonic, for the most part.

Is it ever platonic?

If I go to drinks with you and get even the slightest bit plus, I'm going to

turn into that guy because you are a really hot woman, so please don't take

the wrong way.

I've been that guy.

I don't want to be that guy, not here at work with you. I'd like to keep things

clean.

You mind if we don't?

It was just drinks, Jack.

It's never just drinks.

Did he just reject you?

Got hurt.

On the contrary.

He just got more interesting.

You never got a chance to finish our conversation.

So let's finish it.

Go.

I know I hurt you.

I know you never forgave me. I wouldn't even ask you to.

But I'm not here to ruin your life either.

I just... I just want the chance to know my son.

I don't want you to know him, Jack.

You're not worthy of him. Do you understand that?

I've never heard him.

Famous last words, Jack.

Now it's my turn, so listen up.

You have two weeks to get out of L .A.

Put in for a transfer, quit, go back to New York. I don't care.

But if you do not leave, I will go to Beth and your division captain, and I

tell them that little thing that I know nobody else does, and it will ruin you.

Now, I know you care about your career. In fact, it's the only thing that you

care about, so don't be stupid.

I repeat, two weeks.

The night we met I knew I needed you so

And if I had the chance I'd

never let you go

You look pretty young. Can I see some ID?

You have something against younger men?

Yes.

And no.

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