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- My father conned his way into an early release.

- Dean's a lost cause.

But you got a sister out there now

who doesn't have a dad.

- Detective Reiko Isokawa, Tokyo Metropolitan Police.

- You're chasing a Japanese serial killer

with at least five American victims in Tokyo.

- Subject's on the move!

- Kenzo Takeyama.

The Takeyamas are modern-day royalty in Japan.

- He smuggled something in on his jacket button.

That's gotta be cyanide.

- Takeyama built a rapport with a poster named Okamoto6720.

- We can't let this second killer get away.

- In Tokyo, the rules operate differently than here.

- What's the update?

- I'm headed to Tokyo.

[upbeat electronic music]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

[soft upbeat music playing]

♪ ♪

- [laughs] Oh, my goodness, that is so interesting.

What an interesting life you lead.

[chuckles]

♪ ♪

Kaito-san, two glasses of whiskey kudasai.

The good stuff. - [speaks Japanese]

- American.

Am I hearing a little Midland accent there?

Let me guess, Missouri?

- Have a nice night.

♪ ♪

Two more weeks, then I'm out of here.

- That's what I said a year ago.

[soft music playing]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

- Hi, there. - Yomiuri Land, please.

By the stadium. - No problem.

AC is broken, sorry.

Got some cold water here at least.

- Thank you.

[foreboding music]

♪ ♪

- So how long you been here?

Almost 12 years for me.

- Six months.

- We met earlier at the club.

You were a little too busy, I guess.

♪ ♪

- Hey, you should have taken a right on Meiji Street.

- Well, this way is quicker, actually.

- Um, no, you're heading north.

It's literally going away from...

[clears throat]

You need to--get back to--

- Just relax.

We'll be there soon.

- [panting softly]

♪ ♪

- Just got word from Tokyo PD

that we might have a new victim.

Heather Washburn, 24, American.

Information's still rolling in, but she was last seen

leaving her job at a hostess club last night.

Never made it home, and her phone's now disconnected.

- That makes six missing American girls.

Are we sure this is Kenzo Takeyama's partner?

- Well, she fits the victim profile.

And I'm guessing he abducted her

before he realized Takeyama got picked up here in Budapest.

- So how much time does that give us?

- I don't know, psych profile says that

he likes to keep his victims alive,

but I know that's not gonna be for very long.

So let's keep real-time updates from Tokyo.

Please stay on them. - Oh, one more thing.

I just heard from the career board.

They're gonna make a decision on that open GS-14 slot.

- When?

- We should be getting the call tomorrow.

- Okay, great. Let's, uh--let's get to work.

- Wes just landed in Tokyo.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- Agent Mitchell.

- Detective Isokawa, good to see you.

- Pay respect to Superintendent Kubo.

If you don't, he'll lose face,

which will make our jobs a lot harder.

And believe me, we need him on our side.

- Sounds good.

- [speaking Japanese]

- Welcome to Tokyo, Agent Mitchell.

- Thanks.

All right. Uh, sorry to jump right in.

I think we should meet with

Kenzo Takeyama's parents right away.

- Superintendent Kubo, Agent Mitchell and I

would like to express our gratitude for your hospitality

and for allowing us to continue this investigation

here in Tokyo.

- Yes, that. Thank you.

- Well, as for the Takeyamas, I will handle that personally.

But I'd be surprised if they know anything of value.

- He worked for the company. He lived off their money.

I think they know something.

- You pulled some strings to stay on this case,

but that doesn't give you endless rope,

so let me tell you how this is going to work.

You have three days to review evidence, to pursue leads,

and to interrogate any suspects,

but only under my supervision.

- Three days is better than two, I guess.

- But after those three days,

you will have no official role in this investigation.

- What if I'm not okay with that?

- Then you know the way to the airport.

- Superintendent Kubo,

may I show Agent Mitchell to the conference room?

- Of course.

Unless our American friend has something else

he would like to say?

- Yeah, one thing real quick.

[speaking Japanese]

- Nice touch with the bourbon.

- 15-hour travel day.

I got to brush up on some Japanese customs.

So, look, I'm gonna be as respectful as I can be,

but there's a real good chance I offend someone

if I think they're slow-rolling this investigation.

You know? - I'll bring the popcorn.

[phone chimes]

-My team's got an update.

- Last night, Heather Washburn

finished her shift at Blue Star 80,

a high-end club in the Roppongi District.

At around 3:00 a.m., one of the other girls

saw her getting into a taxi in front of the establishment.

No one's seen or heard from her since.

- There was also no CCTV footage

inside or outside of the club.

- On top of that, it looks like the club owner

isn't cooperating.

- That's because we raided Blue Star last year

for a range of violations.

- Is there anything on the taxi that picked Heather up?

- There are over 50,000 licensed taxis in Tokyo.

The same number unlicensed.

I don't think we're gonna get very far down that path.

- We forwarded data recovered from nine

electronic devices seized at Takeyama's house last night--

laptops, monitors, game consoles.

- We pinpointed the Okamoto6720 handle

as most likely belonging to the unsub.

Haven't found anything actionable so far.

I mean, there's just a bunch of data,

and most of it is pretty dark.

- Right.

Okay, as unpleasant as it is, we gotta zero in

on when Takeyama and Okamoto first interacted.

That's how we're gonna find him.

Thanks, guys.

- I've just been informed that Heather Washburn's mother

is in Tokyo.

Shall we?

[dramatic music]

- This is a nightmare. It's an absolute nightmare.

I just keep thinking I'll wake up and see a bunch of messages

from Heather telling me everything's fine,

making fun of me for worrying so much.

- When was the last time you talked to her?

- Same day she went missing,

just a few hours before she went to work.

- So you knew Heather worked as a hostess?

- Wait, what's going on here?

I already told you guys this.

I talked to the Tokyo police before I flew out,

and now we're just starting from scratch?

Nobody's doing anything! Nobody knows anything!

- Mrs. Washburn, we know that you're worried--

- Look, I understand those places

have a bad reputation, okay?

There's no sex.

She's a good kid.

She was just saving up to pay off her student loans.

Look.

Look, I had these printed out,

but the police are saying I can't put them up,

that it'll interfere with the investigation.

- Put them up.

And if anyone tries to stop you, give them my name.

- I don't wanna interfere with your investigation.

But if you can't find my daughter, I will.

[apprehensive music]

♪ ♪

- They're called ema.

People write prayers and wishes on the plaques

before hanging them up.

It's a way to connect with the divine--

people we've lost.

[phone rings]

- Hey, Cam. What's up?

All right, we'll be right there.

- Okay, so we know that Okamoto6720 commented

a total of 234 times on Takeyama's posts

on NONEXIST, the dark web forum.

- And the conversations on here are nightmare fuel,

all under the guise of fictional stories.

It's disgusting.

- Okamoto covered his tracks pretty well so we couldn't

ID him, but we ran a digital forensic linguistic analysis,

scraping both the internet and dark web,

looking for stylometric and lexical similarities

with any other handle or account.

- Too many big words. What'd you find?

- We matched Okamoto6720 to an online gambling platform

that's linked to a credit card in the name of Lloyd Acuff.

- This is our guy?

This is Takeyama's partner, an American?

- Linguistic analysis showed an 87% match.

- Lloyd Acuff, 44, single from Virginia.

And he knows tech.

He was working as an IT supervisor

at a community college before moving to Japan 12 years ago.

- Does he fit the psychological profile

apart from his online posts?

- Inconclusive.

But this guy is the definition of average,

and there's no criminal record to speak of.

- He was gonna get married at one point.

It got broken off, and his ex filed

a restraining order, but no actual charges.

- Okay, none of that looks good,

but that doesn't make him a killer.

- There's only one way to find out.

Lloyd Acuff?

- Yeah, can I help you?

- Hi, Special Agent Wes Mitchell, FBI.

This is Reiko Isokawa, Tokyo PD.

- Wow.

Okay.

What's this about?

- You got someplace private we can talk?

- Yeah.

Watch your noggin.

Shoes.

- We're investigating the disappearance

of an American woman, Heather Washburn.

- Hmm. - Went missing last night.

- That's a shame.

This kind of ugliness is one of the reasons

why I left the States.

- It seems to have followed you here.

She was working at a hostess club,

and witnesses, they say your cab was in the area.

So we're hoping you saw something.

Maybe you can help us out?

- I wasn't there, so I don't know how I can help you.

- You like hanging out at those hostess clubs, Lloyd?

- Sure, but, you know, I hardly ever go.

Costs 100 clams to even say hello to one of those girls.

- Oh, come on, a handsome guy like you?

They probably come running.

Plus, you're American.

Uh, you're a-- what's the word for foreigner?

- Gaijin. - Yeah, that.

It's gotta carry some weight around here.

- Yeah, I guess.

[speaking Japanese]

- If you weren't there, where were you

between 3:00 and 5:00 a.m.?

- Here at home.

Catching some Zs.

- Can anyone verify that?

- Can I see a picture?

Of the missing girl, I mean.

[soft tense music]

♪ ♪

- Have you ever seen her?

- You got a girlfriend, Lloyd?

- Not right now.

- Yeah, me neither.

Chicks, you know? Sometimes, you just wanna...

Am I right?

- You were engaged to be married back in Virginia

before you came to Japan. - Mm-hmm.

- What happened?

- It just didn't work out, is all.

- Was it the bondage stuff?

You're into that sort of thing, aren't you?

- Shibari. Japanese rope binding.

You wrote this on Reddit a few months ago.

"There's nothing more exquisite than binding a woman,

"staring into her eyes,

and knowing that she's completely at your mercy."

- [laughs] That's just fiction.

Yeah, fantasy stuff.

I've never done any of that kind of thing IRL.

But there is a real dark underbelly in this city.

A lot of perverts, sexual deviants.

They flock together, trade women.

I can ask around if you want.

- You would do that for us?

- I'd be happy to.

You can leave now.

Oh, do you wanna hear a joke before you go?

Three guys interview for the FBI.

And the instructor says, there's one final test.

To prove you'll do anything to keep a secret,

we have your wives in separate rooms.

And he hands each of them a gun and says,

I want you to take this gun and kill your wife.

First guy takes a gun, goes in the other room,

comes right back-- can't do it, he says.

Second guy doesn't even go.

"I love my wife too much."

Third guy takes a gun, goes in the other room.

The other two hear a loud bang. It sounds like fighting.

Third guy comes back and the other two are like,

I can't believe you actually shot your wife.

The third guy goes, nah, some jerkoff put blanks in my gun.

So I had to beat her to death.

[chuckling]

♪ ♪

- Lloyd, uh, do me a favor, don't go anywhere.

- Where the heck would I go?

Tokyo is my home now.

- Okay.

♪ ♪

That's him. That's our guy.

Okay, we're not letting him out of our sight.

- We don't have authorization for that.

- I don't care.

We need eyes on him, physical, digital.

We need a roving wiretap. Trash pulls.

Hell, I'll go do another knock-and-talk right now.

- Agent Mitchell, wait. - We can't afford to wait.

He's got Heather stashed out here somewhere.

He's gonna kill her, I know that.

- Acuff has no verifiable alibi

for Heather Washburn's abduction.

He has an extensive history of online communication

with Kenzo Takeyama, and he fits

the killer's psychological profile.

- This isn't evidence.

All I see are unconnected dots.

I won't arrest him without a confession.

- Kubo, it's him. Acuff is our guy.

You want us to draw you a diagram?

- I'm not saying you're wrong,

but in Japan, confession is king.

And what you have won't even get us a warrant.

The standard for probable cause

is more strict here than in America.

- So you're gonna sit on your hands?

We gotta move on this guy. We need search warrants.

We need a surveillance team.

- Japan is an island. Google it.

He's not going anywhere.

But I'll put a man outside his house

if that makes you feel better.

- Yeah, do that, and let's go talk to the Takeyamas.

- That's not your concern, Agent Mitchell.

- What? I feel pretty concerned right now.

Are you trying to keep a lid on this

so that the Takeyamas don't feel too embarrassed

or something? - Agent Mitchell.

- Are you a cop or a concierge?

A girl's life hangs in the balance right now.

- Supponyarou.

Get something stronger on Acuff.

Then come back to me.

[tense music]

- What did he call me?

- A soft-shell tortoise.

It means once you latch on, you don't let go.

- That sounds awesome. - It's not a compliment.

Tortoises are slow and stubborn.

♪ ♪

- Cam, what do you got?

- I think Acuff checks all of the boxes.

He is socially isolated, above average intelligence,

and I think he not only enjoys it,

but he craves it like an addict.

- Which is why he keeps his victims alive for a few days.

He's trying to keep that high going for as long as he can.

- Listen, we're running out of time.

If Heather is still alive, it's only because

he knows we're watching him.

So we need something actionable.

- Were any of the surviving victims able to ID Acuff?

- Not Acuff.

But even if they could, most of them won't even talk to us.

They're either afraid or ashamed.

Some just wanna move on. - Right. I don't blame them.

But look, a positive ID on Acuff would be the piece we need.

- Hey, what if we expand the scope of our search

of his potential victims.

Let's go six months prior to the first victim

that we know of, Sakura Ichikawa.

- Copy that. - This guy's smart.

He's no Keyser Soze.

He made a mistake at some point.

If he did, it would be at the beginning.

- It would have been when he first started out.

Makes sense. - Got something.

About four months prior to Sakura Ichikawa's murder,

a Japanese hostess named Risa Kagura

filed a report with Tokyo PD, claiming to have been drugged

and abducted by an American male.

- Why didn't you flag that one earlier?

- Because Kagura withdrew the report

just hours after it got filed.

- It happens more often than I'd like to admit.

- Wes, sending you an address for Kagura.

- Let's go.

[both speaking Japanese]

Detective Isokawa, Tokyo Police.

This is Special Agent Mitchell from the FBI.

- You're not in any trouble.

- What is this about?

- We'd like to ask you some questions

about a report you filed with the Tokyo police

in an abduction case.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- [softly] That was a long time ago.

- Listen, we know dredging up the past sucks,

but we need your help.

There's a missing woman.

We think she was taken by the same man that abducted you.

- Please, just go.

I have a family now.

- Her name is Heather.

We can still save her, but time is running out.

- Outside, please.

I left the club.

It was late.

I was walking to the metro when I started to feel dizzy.

He must have put something in my drink.

I woke up.

I don't know where I was.

They put this hood over my head.

- There was more than one?

- There were two.

One was Japanese, but the man in charge was...

Amerika-jin. - American.

- I don't know how much time passed,

but my whole body was stiff.

They tied me wrong somehow.

I managed to get the ropes loose,

but the American, he noticed.

I managed to fight him off,

and I got out of there, and I just ran.

I ran so long my feet started to bleed.

- I know your eyes were covered,

but is there anything you remember

about the American man--

distinguishing mark, a tattoo?

- No, I couldn't see anything.

I only took the hood off once I got out of that room.

♪ ♪

- Is there anything else?

Anything at all?

- There is something I never told them.

When I was fighting him off,

the American hit his head on something, I think.

Some of his blood got on my dress.

I noticed when I got home and put the dress in a plastic bag.

The sealable kind.

- You kept it?

Where is it now?

- It's at the back of my closet.

- I know this was hard.

We'll have an officer meet you at your house

to pick it up, okay?

- Risa, thank you so much for your help.

We just gotta get a rush on that DNA.

- What you said about dredging up the past,

what was her name, your mother?

I looked into you.

I know she died when you were a child.

- [chuckles] She was, uh-- she was young when she had me.

Not ready to have a kid.

She tried though, when she wasn't using.

She could have been a great mom,

but when you fall down a hole like that,

it's hard to climb out.

Okay, what about your parents?

Or should I have my analysts do some digging?

- My parents were honorable and hard-working.

Thank you for asking.

[phone chimes]

- It's Megan Washburn.

She says there's someone that knows where Heather is.

♪ ♪

Megan? - I think we found Heather.

We know where she is.

Not where, but I think we can find her.

- Okay, slow down. What are you talking about?

- I got a call from a man who saw my flyer.

He did some digging and he thinks he can find her.

- What? Who is he?

- He's right there.

His name is Lloyd.

♪ ♪

- Come on.

Come on, come on.

Lloyd, this is--

- I know who they are.

- You do? - Sure.

Tried to offer them my help,

but they're too busy bowing and exchanging business cards

like all the other cops in this city.

- [chuckles]

- Is this true?

- No, it isn't.

This is gonna sound crazy, Megan.

This is our main suspect in your daughter's disappearance.

- And the abductions of 13 other women.

- What?

What's happening here?

- Good question.

I mean, I don't even know where to start.

I'm a cab driver, not some criminal mastermind.

And like I told you two before, and I told Megan,

I have some contacts in the Tokyo underworld.

- I've met a lot of nasty people in my life.

This takes a special kind of evil.

- No, no, no. You've got it backwards.

Lloyd wants to help me get Heather back.

- I do, I do, I really do.

And she seems like a really sweet girl--

- Wes, no. No.

- This close, you little prick.

Do you understand?

- Okay, fine.

If you don't want my help, it's fine.

I'll keep Heather in my prayers in the meantime.

- Lloyd?

Lloyd, just wait a second. - Megan. Megan!

- Do you wanna find my daughter or not?

- He is dangerous. Please, listen to us.

Megan? - Wes.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

DNA.

- Good. Let's go.

FBI!

Clear.

- He's not here.

- Get guys in the alley. Canvass the neighborhood.

Put out a BOLO for Acuff and his car.

Do it now.

[shouting in Japanese]

- He's covering his tracks.

I think we just missed him.

♪ ♪

- [speaking Japanese]

- What did he say? - Not what we wanted.

The senior commissioner won't authorize

a full-scale manhunt. - Why not?

- The senior commissioner is a longtime member

of the Kasumigaseki Country Club.

- Let me guess-- so are the Takeyamas.

- They golf together every Sunday.

- He's doing damage control for them.

- I'll make some calls, and I'll try to go over his head,

but I think you two are on your own.

- The Takeyamas own over 400 commercial and residential

buildings in Tokyo and its surrounding prefectures.

I looked into all major transactions

the Takeyamas made recently.

It turns out the company ordered

extensive security overhauls

for 30 apartment buildings just two weeks ago.

- Okay, how does that connect to their son or Acuff?

- Each one of these buildings used to be

managed by Kenzo Takeyama,

but he was fired.

- Two weeks ago.

The parents tried to lock him out.

The Takeyamas know something.

Heather's in one of those buildings.

- The problem is, we don't have the time,

manpower or authority to search every single one of them.

- Reiko, we have to talk to the Takeyamas.

They're gonna give us the other half of the puzzle.

I know how risky that can be for you,

but that's all we got right now.

[dramatic music]

- I'll set it up.

- All right, let's hit it.

- [speaking Japanese]

It's disrespectful.

That's for the dead.

- Copy.

♪ ♪

- [speaking Japanese]

I'm Detective Reiko Isokawa, Tokyo Police.

This is Special Agent Wesley Mitchell, American FBI.

- Please come in.

[birds chirping]

- The Takeyama Corporation recently ordered

significant changes to your security systems

in 30 of your apartment buildings.

These buildings were directly managed by your son, Kenzo.

Why were these changes ordered?

- Do either of you have children?

Anyone to take care of?

- Yes, a daughter.

- Hmm.

We try to have a child for years,

and finally, I became pregnant.

Hideki and I had tea from this bowl.

It's been in the family for a long time, as you can tell.

- It's beautiful.

- Every time we use this tea bowl,

it connects us to the past.

It's a tradition.

And in Japan, tradition is everything.

So no matter how damaged it gets,

we can't throw it away.

It's our duty to protect it.

- Until it's gone.

[somber music]

Kenzo is gone.

♪ ♪

- There is one building.

Kenzo ordered two renovations on it

without telling anyone.

There have been five attempts to enter in the last two days.

I'll give you the new security codes

and my permission to search it.

♪ ♪

Tell them I'm sorry.

The families.

Please tell them I'm sorry.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- Remember, Acuff might have cyanide on him,

just like Takeyama.

[device beeps]

Go.

♪ ♪

- Over here.

[device beeps]

[keypad beeping]

We don't have the code for--

♪ ♪

Reiko?

[somber music]

♪ ♪

- [speaking Japanese]

- That is way more than 13 girls.

♪ ♪

- Forensics have been going through the photographs.

- How many victims?

- We count 54 so far.

We're still sifting through the photos.

My niece is almost the same age

as some of the girls in the photos.

How old is your sister?

- You really did your homework, didn't you?

Half-sister. She's 15.

Her name is Delila.

Same age I was when I lost my mother.

Funny how that works.

Didn't know I had a sister until a month ago.

What's your daughter's name?

- Hana.

She's five.

She lives with my parents.

Her father was a good man.

- Any leads on Acuff? - Nothing yet, Superintendent.

But there's no indication that Heather Washburn was held here.

He must have her somewhere else.

- We can't waste any time.

Launch a full-scale manhunt right now.

- Detective Isokawa,

please turn over your badge and weapon.

- Hold on.

- You are now suspended from duty until further notice.

- No, no, no, no, no. This was my call.

This is on me. We got permission

from the Takeyamas to search the premises.

- This isn't my decision.

You are off this case effective immediately.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

- My apologies, Superintendent.

I had no desire to put you in this position.

♪ ♪

- I'll do my best to protect her,

but there's nothing I can do for you.

My boss is on the phone with your embassy as we speak.

You will be back on a plane to Budapest by breakfast.

- Acuff is still out there. Heather Washburn is out there.

- Which gives you roughly 12 hours to find her,

and right now, you are the only one who can.

I already spoke to your team in Budapest

and gave them access to our CCTV network.

Go.

[dramatic music]

♪ ♪

- Cam, tell me you got something.

- Acuff was in the Roppongi District six minutes ago.

- Sending you the coordinates now.

- Copy that.

[engine turns over]

[tires squeal]

♪ ♪

- Facial rec says Acuff's

just off the west end of Roppongi Street.

- Hey, Wes?

You should be right on top of him.

- Copy that.

[bystanders shouting]

FBI!

Move, move!

Watch out! Watch out!

FBI!

[car horn honking] [tires screech]

♪ ♪

Tell me where she is!

You better pray she's still alive.

- Stop! Please! I didn't do anything!

[both grunting]

- No! No!

You don't get to go out the way your boy Kenzo did.

Where is Heather Washburn?

Where is she?

- You can't do this! You're a cop!

- Sakura Ichikawa, Naomi Fearnley, Risa Kagura.

You tortured dozens more. - [groaning]

- Are you starting to feel the way they did?

Huh?

Where's Heather Washburn?

- [groaning, straining]

Where is she?

- You'll never find her.

- Okay. All right. You know what?

I'm gonna make you a deal.

You tell me where Heather is, I'll give you your way out.

I'll let you sink your teeth into that little pill.

Go out on your own terms.

What's it gonna be?

Last chance, Lloyd. Where is she?

- Okay, I'll tell you. First give me the button.

- No, no, no, no, no.

You tell me where she is, and then when she's safe,

then I'll give you the button.

That's the deal. It's about to expire.

You better start talking.

Start talking!

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[chickens clucking]

- [sobbing]

Please.

Please don't hurt me.

- It's okay. It's okay. It's okay.

I got you. I got you. - Thank you.

- You're okay. You're okay.

My name's Wes. I'm with the FBI.

You're gonna be okay. - [sobbing] Thank you.

- You're gonna be okay. - Oh, thank you.

- All right? Just sit tight.

Sit tight, all right? I'm gonna get you out of here.

Come on. Come on.

You're safe now. - Thank you.

Come on.

- It's okay.

[soft dramatic music]

It's gonna be okay. It's gonna be okay.

- Acuff wants to see you.

He says you have something to give him.

♪ ♪

- We made a deal.

- That we did.

- Can I tell you something?

I had a good run.

- You didn't think it would be that easy, did you?

♪ ♪

- Okay, thanks.

Cam? Andre?

It's the career board.

The GS-14 call is coming through.

[pensive music]

♪ ♪

- I wanted to thank you for, uh,

putting up with me, you know?

I know I can be prickly sometimes.

- No need to thank me.

We got the job done. That's all that matters.

- Well, I'm thanking you anyway.

Couldn't have done it without you.

You're a good cop.

- Not for much longer, probably.

I may be leaving the force.

- Are you kidding?

- I'm being demoted to office work.

It's only thanks to Kubo that I wasn't fired.

You can't break the rules in Japan without consequences,

and we definitely broke a few rules.

- You can't quit, Reiko.

You can do so much good for a lot of people.

It might not be easy, fair all the time.

You just gotta keep fighting.

- Do everything you can and leave the rest to fate.

Here.

This is for Hana.

[soft music]

♪ ♪

And this is for you.

- For Delila.

- Take care of yourself, Wesley.

♪ ♪

- Delila?

- Yeah? - Hi, uh...

my name is Wes Mitchell.

I'm your brother.

♪ ♪

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[wolf howls]