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The more you fight the quicker the drugs
will kick in.

First you lose your ability to blink and
speak.

You won't be able to move at all.

You want to start with

your faith.

Are you sneaking out?

Trying not to wake you.

I want to know everything about you.

Yeah? Mm -hmm.

Favorite dessert?

What do you think of those driverless
cars?

Not for me. And pistachio.

Not in that order.

Have you got the scar?

Yeah, that's for another day.

Stuff I'm not ready to scare you with
yet.

Hey, people call me in the worst moments
of their lives every day.

All right, I can handle it.

Okay.

Maybe you're the one that's scared.

Damn. Is everything okay?

I gotta go.

Hey, what do we know?

Well, not much. Postal service employees
found by a groundskeeper at 5 a .m.

this morning.

A crappy way to start a shift. Right.

Mossback's ready to fill us in. He said
he's never seen anything like it.

Hey. Hey.

Vic's prints came back to Vanessa
Walker.

Prelim paints a pretty dark picture for
the way she spent her last 24 hours.

There's got to be hundreds of cuts.

More like a thousand.

Poor girl.

She bled out.

What's her timeline?

Figured she succumbed to her injuries
less than 12 hours ago.

Based on lack of blood at the scene,
ligature marks on her wrists and ankles,

I'm thinking, what, Nessa was held,
tortured, and killed elsewhere?

What do you think, Maggie? Body dump?

Yeah, look at her hands and feet.

Yeah, the only part of her that's
pristine, untouched. Right. So why go

all the trouble of marking her body just
to leave her prints?

You're thinking our killer wanted us to
ID her.

And find her.

Why else would you leave her in the most
popular park in the city?

This isn't a dump site. This is a
demonstration.

For who?

There's no witnesses.

There's one.

Yeah, okay, eyes up, people. The city is
on high alert and for good reason. Meet

Vanessa Walker's killer.

We're in a hoodie, but maybe we'll get
lucky and he'll give us a glimpse of his

face. Here we go.

Staring us down like he's daring us to
catch him.

Let's accept this challenge, huh?

I'm guessing he didn't give us a look at
his face on any of the park's other

security cameras, yeah?

No, this is the only footage we have of
him taken around 3 a .m. when he dumped

Vanessa's body.

Yeah, clearly no face wreck, but height
diagnostics place the suspect at 6 '4".

Yeah, big guy. All right, so with no
other visual...

We'll have to turn to Vanessa's side of
the equation.

According to the ME, it was death by a
thousand cuts, right? That is not an

accident. That is a message. The
question is, what is it trying to

does Vanessa have any enemies?

An ex? A relative? Let's talk about it.
Yeah, I took a deep dive into her

profile. She was not just a postal
worker. She was VP of Human Resources.

Last month, she cut just over a thousand
jobs in D .C.

So it could be poetic justice or a
killer's version of it. A thousand jobs,

thousand cuts.

She lived in New York and travels back
and forth, but she should be in D .C.

right now.

Yeah? What was she doing here? Her
office said she requested to leave a day

early, surprised her husband for their
anniversary, but no charges on her cards

to indicate how she got here, so maybe
she paid cash to travel?

Right. All right, so back to the
disgruntled employees.

If our killer is one of the guys she let
go of, how do we identify him? Yeah,

I'll get a list of employees Vanessa
laid off of the Department of Labor, see

any of them are height match to our
killer.

Exactly. Great.

In the meantime, Maggie and Skola are on
their way to notify the husband.

Hopefully he can help us narrow down
this list of suspects.

I didn't know that she was in the city.
I don't understand. She's not supposed

to be back until tomorrow.

She was going to surprise you.

I was in surgery all night. I should
have called out.

I knew something was going to happen.
She told me not to worry. I warned NYPD

about him and they wouldn't listen to
me. Hold on. Slow down for me, Peter.

You warned NYPD about who?

Mac Fuller.

I told them all about him.

We weren't made aware of that. He's been
harassing us for weeks.

A lunatic.

He convinced Vanessa killed his brother.

Why would he believe that?

I told the cops this already.

Okay, do you mind telling us?

Vanessa laid off Mac's brother about a
month ago.

He took his own life.

Vanessa felt awful. The worst part about
her job is layoffs.

Couldn't let her forget it.

Harassing her for weeks.

Phone calls in the middle of the night.
Threats. When was the last time you

received a threat?

Last night.

Guy drove all the way from D .C. to
confront her.

Here.

See for yourself.

You open up.

I'm not leaving until you do.

Open up!

What am I going to tell my daughter?

You sure this is the right location?

Jock confirmed.

Fuller just bought a coffee here.

He killed somebody in the buzz of
coffee.

Someone who's proud of his work.

Morning, FBI. I have a couple questions
for you. Skola, I think that's him on

the bench.

Oh, yeah.

All right, this could get nasty if he
resists.

It's going to be up to him. You want to
go deep? Yep.

You need to leave.

Mac Fuller.

FBI.

Stop Vanessa Walker?

Yes.

Hands behind your back.

Go.

Okay. I know why I'm here.

Because I visited the Walker residence.

I'm glad we're on the same page.

You want to tell us why you were there?

I was... I was just angry.

Just blowing off some steam. I shouldn't
have done that.

You always drive four and a half hours
to blow off steam?

I just wanted a face -to -face.

After my brother, uh, shot himself, I...
Look, I never heard one word from her.

She put out that BS press release about
how sorry she was, and that was it.

Okay, so you wanted some payback. What
happened to your hands?

I wish I remembered, but, look, I swear,
you guys got it all wrong. I don't

think we do.

That's you. I've been at the house.

And we've seen that posture before.

That's not me. No?

No. So what happened to your hand?

I told you, I don't remember.

Hey, listen to me. I don't remember is
not going to help you in here. You have

it all wrong.

Last night, she never came home.

So I... I walked to a bar and started
knocking them back.

What bar?

What? I don't know.

It couldn't have been far, a couple
blocks away. Because the next thing I

I'm waking up on a bench in Central
Park. Yeah, the same park that Vanessa

found in. Cut from head to toe. But I
didn't do this. No, you don't remember

doing this.

Because you were blacked out, correct?

No!

Yes, I was blacked out. But I don't
remember what happened. Then it's

that you doubled back to Vanessa after
the bar. I am telling you, I am not a

killer.

All right, tell me the blood on Fuller's
shirt is a match for our victim.

Negative, it was a match for Fuller
himself.

Okay, so the guy gets to fall down
drunk, maybe he fell down. But that

doesn't explain the nozzles, right?

No, but this does.

Tracked down the bar by Vanessa's house,
Fuller claimed he went to.

Exterior bar surveillance shows him in a
fight with another patron, just before

close, which is at 3 a .m.

Dude knocked Mac Fuller out right around
the time our killer dumped Vanessa's

body. Okay, so Vanessa has no shortage
of enemies, right? Could this be a case

of right motive, wrong suspect?

I went through the list of layoffs,
including Fuller. 30 of them match the

height of our killer, but only Fuller
was in New York at the time of Vanessa's

murder.

Yes.

Right, so we could have the wrong
suspect pool, which would put us back to

square one. Great.

Jubal, someone's here from the New York
Times.

Hey. Hi.

Emily Stanton, deputy managing editor.

Jubal Valentine, thanks for coming down.

I'm just sorry we didn't catch this
sooner. Our mailroom gets all sorts of

aberrant communication.

Always has.

They didn't flag this at first, but...
Well, see for yourself. It should be in

your inbox now.

Okay. Yeah, you want to put it up here?

Okay.

Hi, in two days you're going to find a
woman I cut up under an arch. I had fun,

I'm going to have a lot more.

Can you guess where I put the next?

When did you receive this?

Two days ago.

Is that... This is the original.

Hey, I want the centigraphology process
for prints and DNA immediately.

Thank you for coming down.

All right, folks, check it out.

Vanessa Walker's killer is implying she
was not his last victim, which means we

could be witnessing a serial in the
making. Let's make sure that wheel

spin any further.

Where are we with the cryptology report?

They're cross -referencing the killer's
handwriting with DMV signatures. No

match so far.

No prints or DNA either. All we know is
the note was written on butcher paper.

On butcher paper? Okay, any yarn to spin
with that?

No luck in narrowing it down.

How are we doing with solving the
killer's riddle of where he put the next

victim? Still working on it.

Can you guess where I put the next? You
won't have to wonder for long.

She will be in a room made for stairs. S
-T -A -R -E -S. So what is that, a

theater, a concert hall, an auditorium?
No shortage of options in the five

boroughs. Yeah, we need more
information.

Wait, what is this?

Something's written on the back. Do we
have that?

Uh, yeah.

Forensics sent over scans of both sides.
One side's the killer's letter. Other

side is his pattern of arrows.

Uh -huh.

Okay, any idea what the pattern is? I
think I do. It's some kind of cipher.

You tried folding it?

Yeah, like along these arrows on the
outside or something?

Mm -hmm.

Yeah, something like... Or maybe...
Yeah, yeah, yeah, I got it. Yeah, okay.

Yeah, yeah, okay. Yeah, what is that?
Wait, that's the symbol for the goddess

Athena or Minerva.

Okay, so we got some kind of theater
and... Wait, there's an art house cinema

the village named Minerva, only open on
weekends. Okay, I want Swat and our team

there now.

Theater one is clear.

Meet me in theater three.

Ma 'am?

FBI.

Oh, my God.

Jubal, we just found our second victim
in EDRT down here now.

think it is yeah we got another letter

all right folks

so we have our second victim laura
fleming jewel according to the me report

based on laura fleming's decomposition
her body was in the theater for two days

she was placed there before vanessa
walker okay is there any connection

our two victims nothing besides race and
laura doesn't even live in the city

according to her parents she's up
visiting from philadelphia So this could

case of wrong place, wrong time. That
means any woman in the city could be in

danger. Well, I've been going over the
letter we found on Laura, trying to see

where it points.

Right. Okay. So, hi.

You found me. Good work. I hope you're
having fun, too.

Because this is only the beginning. I do
this so they won't forget.

Where will I leave my next reminder?

I don't know about you, but I'm getting
sick of this guy telling me where to

look. We're trying to find him, our
killer.

All these little riddles are going to do
is lead us to the next dead body.

We need to go back over everything.

This guy thinks he's pretty damn clever,
and that's good.

Overconfidence creates blind spots.

All these breadcrumbs he's dropping.
There's got to be one he did not intend

drop. A clue he didn't mean to leave.
That is what we're looking for.

Yeah, got something.

So this second letter is also written on
butcher's paper, but this time there's

a blind stamp in the corner. That is a
logo for a butcher shop in Carroll

Gardens.

I'm just working here.

I'm just working.

Thanks. All right, Barrett. Malibu
checks out. Boss confirmed that you were

working at the time of both murders.

Like I said.

Well, the butcher paper that we came
across in our investigation led us to

shop. Did you keep a record of everyone
you fell to?

This isn't a big operation.

The boss is old school. We encourage
people to buy in cash.

Any customers that stick out lately?
We're looking for a male, 6 '4", heavy

build. You mean Wesley?

Cochlear. He's a freak, man. He's got
two different colored eyes.

What now?

One's blue. The other one is, I don't
know, it's different.

Okay. He's a customer here?

No, man, no, no. He used to be an
employee here.

He was here for a couple months.

He's no longer welcome.

Why not?

Gives off bad energy.

First, he was quiet, and then he started
asking questions. Weird crap, like if

you ever thought about using one of
these knives on a person.

He gets this weird look in his eye when
he's talking all this craziness.

Anyways, the boss told me to let him go
last week. Still waiting for him to

clean out his locker.

You guys can check it out if you want.

I know what this is about.

Jock ran the name Wesley Cookler, no
hit.

Definitely using a fake.

This is our only hope.

Do you think he's going to help?

Maybe, if I talk to him alone.

I'm waiting outside the room.

I'd like to be with you.

I understand that, but this is our best
shot.

Why do you think he's going to help you
after you've already locked this guy up

twice?

Because I have something he wants.

Special Agent Maggie Bell.

Ray?

What are you doing here?

Drop the act.

What act?

Who'd you put to work out there?

Who is out there cutting up girls?

Who are they?

How long have you been in touch with him
and where is he right now?

I have no idea what you're talking
about.

I'm not inclined to help you.

After you put me in here with rapists
and murderers. You're exactly where you

belong. No, you don't mean that, Maggie.

You know what I really am. I haven't
thought about you one time until today.

Now tell me who you're collaborating
with.

I'm not working with anybody.

You really think I'm going to believe
that? That's the truth.

You do with it what you want.

Best of luck to you. I'm done here. Take
me back.

Are you sure about that?

You don't want to take a look at the
pictures, see what he's doing?

Well, I mean, since you offered, take a
peek.

Let's see what your man has been up to.

He's been communicating with us through
these letters.

I'm not interested in riddles.

Show me the real work.

No.

No, no, no, no, no, no! He's ruining
them!

Huh?

Wow.

You really don't have a clue, do you?

You need my help.

Say it.

Well, I'm here, Ray.

So, yeah, we need your help. We, the
FBI, I don't care about them. You,

you need me.

Say it.

I need your help.

Yeah, you do.

You really don't see it, do you?

It's so obvious once you see the
pattern.

He's marking them, just like I did.

Andrea didn't. Your first victim.

There you go.

And she put me on the map.

Every woman in New York couldn't walk
down the street without looking over

shoulder, wondering if they were next.

I remember that.

Yeah. So who are you working with?

Oh, Maggie.

This isn't going to work unless there's
trust between us. You're not answering

my question. I'm trying to. You're not
listening to me.

I don't know who did this.

What I know is this amateur is out there
and

he's making a mess of these girls. But
he is copying you. Yes, of course. Look

at the marks. Look at their faces.

That's exactly how I marked Sandra.

And then he has this embellishment.

And then he does the most awful thing.
He kills them.

It's such a waste.

All that hard work buried in the ground
where no one can see it.

I'm going to make sure there's nobody
else to bury.

Excuse me.

Does Ray DiStefano get any regular
visitors or mail?

Guy only gets mail from his father.

He's got health issues, apparently.

Put in preferable with denied by the
board.

Thank you.

All right. He's not in contact with our
killer.

So he's a copycat.

A copycat who escalated to murder.

Right.

Cuts line up perfectly.

Yeah. So it looks like DeStefano was
right.

Our killer was copying the slashing that
kicked off DeStefano's violence -free

17 years ago. The victim was Sandra
Aiden. The key difference is DeStefano

killed his victims.

So we're dealing with a different animal
here.

Yeah, BAU sent up their profile.

According to their psyche eval, he feels
neglected in his day -to -day life.

He's seeking the same attention and
notoriety DeStefano garnered from that

That tracks.

The Sandra Aiden case got a lot of play
in the press. The mayor had to address

it. Women afraid to take the subway,
walk home alone.

Right, and he probably thought he'd gain
even more notoriety by upping the ante,

not just by escalating to murder, but by
taunting the media.

Well, the timing suggests he was
recently ignited. Right after Maggie put

Stefano away again, the Times did a
piece about the Stefano's original

calling it an era of terror. I think
it's very likely why the killer wrote to

them specifically.

Right. So if we don't stop him, it makes
sense that he'll keep recreating

Sandra's assault over and over again.

Do we know where Sandra is now?

She moved to Oregon after the attack.
Local PD checked in. She's safe.

All right, so the clock is ticking.

DiStefano's clue is a lead. You know, if
the killer is fixated on Sandra and

that assault, let's talk about other
details from that crime that he might be

interested in mimicking. What else do we
know?

According to Sandra Aiden's case file,
17 years ago, DiStefano grabbed her from

Port Authority at 3 .13 p .m. Did we
ever figure out how Vanessa got from D

to New York? Yes.

Port Authority surveillance caught
Vanessa Walker in the terminal at 3 p

the day she returned to New York.

Cameras lose her when she exits.

This was Vanessa's last known
whereabouts, and it's the same place and

DeStefano grabbed Sandra Aydin. That
cannot be a coincidence.

What about Laura Fleming? I'm checking
her financials. She bought a ticket for

bus that arrived at Port Authority the
day before Vanessa's, but her bus got in

around the same time, 3 p .m. You're
telling me both our victims have the

last known whereabouts?

Yeah, that's exactly what I'm saying.

Okay, so our killer is grabbing women at
3 p .m. at Port Authority, just like

DeStefano did all those years ago.

And he's on the same timeline. At the
height of DeStefano 3, he slashed a

a day.

Looks like we have just enough time to
get down there. I want our teams down to

Port Authority. I want eyes in that
station. Any woman arriving could be our

next victim.

I got eyes up on the bus from D .C.

Keep your eyes peeled for a suspect with
two different color eyes. 6 '4", white,

heavy build.

Potential female target.

Spreading to the wind. I mean, the
suspect could be anywhere.

All right, bus is clear. I'm heading
back inside.

Not easy looking for a guy with two
different colored eyes without seeming

you want a date.

Come on, Scully, you're telling me you
don't know how to flirt.

Jubal. Yeah.

Got one? Okay.

We got a 317 arriving from Boston, gate
10.

Okay, I'm on my way.

320 from Philadelphia, gate 12.

Copy.

making sense to me here.

Why is our killer grabbing these women
in broad daylight in the middle of a

crowded station?

He's right.

Too many eyewitnesses that draw too much
attention.

Maybe he's following them out, stalking
them and taking them when they're alone.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Give me the outside
cameras up on the board, please.

All right, I got your eyes.

Let us know if you see anything.

Okay, nothing yet.

Hey. Where is it?

Taxi stand, upper level. Zoom in.

Are those two different color eyes?

Looks like it. Brown and blue.

Okay, Maggie, our suspect already has
his next victim. Get to the taxi stand,

upper level. We're running facial rec on
both right now. FBI, move!

Kelly, you get the IDs yet? I can't get
ahead on facial rec. Hoodie's in the

way. But the Vic comes back to Melody
Walton, 22, from Boston.

Jubal, what's their location?

Lost track of them, Maggie. We're
searching the cameras.

Okay, where'd they go? We just had them,
right? There are blind spots across the

pickup line until you get to the exit.

That means you could have passed them in
the car.

We need to stop every cab. Okay, I got
the back.

Move, move!

Hey!

Open the door.

Take off your glasses. Now.

Hey.

Hello.

Excuse me.

Maggie, somebody just jumped out of
line.

Yeah, I see him. I can't make out his
face.

Hey, FBI, run out. Stop the car.

Get out of the car.

FBI, get out of the car. Now.

Jubal, we just saw him.

License plate, 8 -6 -Zebra -5.

Got it.

Got him.

Darrelly Ricklin, 37, registered taxi
driver for five years. He's got a rap

sheet, bounces from detainment to
psychiatric care. You got an address for

Yeah, in Tremont.

Okay, Maggie Skola, suspect may be
headed to the Bronx, and so are you.

School? Nobody here.

Place is empty.

Jubal. Okay, Maggie, give me some good
news.

I don't have any.

Ricklin's place has been cleared out.

Nothing to indicate where he might have
taken Melanie Walden? Nothing.

I might have to go back to DeStefano.

Why? Do you think he'll help us?

His father's sick.

So maybe I can get his furlough and
he'll cooperate.

Well, no.

His father just died. You have nothing
to offer.

What? He died in his hospice facility.

Sir Jubal, does DeStefano know that his
father passed?

No, he hasn't been informed yet.

Can you hold off on that?

I think I can make this work.

Copy that.

There's only one reason you're here.

You didn't find him.

No.

You found him and he got away.

He did.

You see?

Honesty. Maggie, see how easy that is?
OK.

You're right. I need your help still.

Boring. What's boring?

Playing cops and robbers with you.

Ignoring the fact that you and I are so
much more than that.

I'm here to cut a deal with you for your
assistance.

Whatever you think we have, whatever
relationship you've made up, that is in

your head.

No, you can keep pretending.

Well, I don't have time for this. Just
keep pretending.

You can lock it away. You can shut the
door. But eventually, Maggie, the door

going to burst open, and you are going
to lose control.

I know your father's sick.

And I know that your furlough was
denied. I can change that.

Wow.

You must be really up a tree.

You'd do that?

Oh.

He's taken another girl. And if we don't
find him quickly, he's gonna kill her.

That's not your only problem, Maggie.

He saw you.

He knows who you are. He knows you're
hunting him. You who put me away.

His hero.

Where did you take Sandra before you cut
her?

Ray, we never found that out. Listen,
you need to tell me.

Otherwise, the deal's off the table.

I took her to my home. We already
checked Rickland's home. There was

there.

So did you stop anywhere else before
that?

After?

Yeah.

After.

I was kind to her.

I stayed nearby.

Waiting for her to be found.

Where, Ray?

Near Cookler Street.

Cookler, what was the intersection?

Wesley, yeah. Wait, how did you know
that? Because he's using the name Wesley

Cookler. We thought it was a who, and
now we know that it's a where. No, well,

Maggie, listen to me. You need to be
safe out there. I know you don't want to

be, but you're part of this story
because you're part of my story.

I can take care of myself.

All right, all right, all right.

All right, folks, Maggie solved
Ricklin's latest riddle. His false name,

Cookler, is a combination of two cross
streets in Queens. Apparently, the

location they found Sandra Aiden post
-attack.

Okay, type it in those streets.
Nothing's coming up. That's because both

were renamed ten years ago. Cookler
Street is now Chester Boulevard, and

is Raleigh.

Raleigh. Yeah, okay, there's an
abandoned building at that cross street

demolition. All right, get Maggie and
Skola down there now.

Maggie in here.

Maggie?

No sign of Ricklin. They had Melody
here. They're gone now.

Good.

Yeah, we did, Daryl.

It's over.

It's time to return Melody Walton to us
now.

Alive. How about this?

I'll give her back to you when I'm done
with her.

I know you admire DeStefano's work.

I see what you're doing.

No, no, that's not right.

I'm finishing the job.

And when I'm done, my name will be the
only one they remember.

That's not going to happen, Daryl.

Because I'm going to make sure that your
name is forgotten.

Oh, really?

I'll show you who will be forgotten.

And by the time you find her, I'll be
gone.

I don't know what to say, Maggie. He's
about to kill her. We have no idea where

they are. No, no, no. At least we know
that she's alive.

I know that was risky, but I got
screenshots.

So we have some idea of where they are.

All right, folks, so Daryl E. Ricklin
has Melody Walton, and he intends to

her. We were not able to trace his
location from the video call, but we're

digging into Ricklin's past for any
clues as to where he might have taken

And what about the screenshots, Matt,
you sent? Any leads here? Yeah, the

behind Ricklin are this greenish -gray
color. It looks like serpentinite, which

is a rock unique to Staten Island.

Okay, so we're close. It's not a big
island. Does Ricklin have any connection

Staten Island?

Checking. Jubal, the letter, the second
one that we found with Laura Fleming,

the faces were in the shape of a cross.

Right. Are there any churches made from
the stone in that screenshot?

Uh, not finding any.

What if it's not a church?

In the 17th century, crosses were drawn
on the doors of people infected with the

plague. If it's a clue to his next
dumping ground. The abandoned smallpox

hospital in Staten Island. Get the whole
team down there right now.

NYPD's got the perimeter.

Eyes up and stay quiet.

Ricklin could be anywhere. He hears us.
That girl is as good as dead.

Copy.

Okay, SWAT, you're going to take the
south and west wing.

Maggie, Scola, you take the east wing.

Good luck.

Ricklin, drop the knife. Show me your
hands now.

I got Ricklin.

Her pulse was weak, but she's alive. Get
an ammo here now.

You copy?

Your friend won't hear you.

This isn't how you get what you want.

You don't know anything about me.

And no, did you want to replace Stefano?

No. I would never do that.

What he did was beautiful. He showed me
what was possible.

But he got caught.

You didn't catch me. I led you here.

I'm gonna start with your face.

Suspect down.

Jubal, we got Ricklin.

You okay?

You catch him?

Yeah. I'm good.

It's over.

Good.

You're welcome.

Where's my furlough?

That's why I'm here.

No.

No, no, no, no, no. You wouldn't dare,
Maggie.

I helped you.

You never would have found him without
me. I agree.

And we were prepared to keep our end of
the deal, but it's not possible now.

You lied.

No, things changed.

What changed?

Your father died.

How? In his sleep, I'm told.

Sorry for your loss.

When... You knew.

You... Lying bitch.

You lying bitch!

I'm gonna get you, Madden Bell!

Nowhere is safe for you, Maggie! I will
find you if it takes a thousand years!

Nowhere is safe! I swear to God I'll get
you! I swear it!

Hey.

Hey.

Look, about this morning, um...

You're

right.

I don't let people in very easily.

But I want to try with you.

I want to tell you about the scar and

whatever else comes up.

Yeah. I'm headed home now.

Why don't you meet me there?

I'll see you soon.