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I have to start this first

by saying that I'm sorry.

I'm sorry for putting my love ones

and the people that I care about through this.

I know... I know folks don't really understand

and most won't even try,

but this is...

this is something I feel like I need to do, you know.

I mean I've lost so much and...

finding it so, so hard to find answers.

So this is my answer.

This is what I have to do.

So if you're looking...

if you're looking for a reason why her,

just any reason at all, this is it.

Bye, guys.

Wait up.

Okay. Damn it, that's enough.

We get the point.

No, Chief Fairaday,

I don't think we get it.

This is a clear case of assault by Detective Turner

on a unarmed suspect.

He was armed before the ass beating started.

Counsel, I would advise you

to tell your client to keep his mouth shut.

This is some bullshit.

Oscar Jimenez is a straight dirt bag.

He sell dime bags to kids, all right?

He deserved everything that he got and more.

What Mr. Jimenez deserved was to be arrested

and tried in a court of law.

What Mr. Jimenez got

was beaten into a pulp, into a coma.

Ain't nobody gonna miss him.

Jesus, Billy.

I don't know about that. His mother might.

She's the one looking to sue the hell out of the department

because you couldn't keep control of yourself.

Not to mention, to make things worse,

you detached body cams in the middle

of a confrontation.

What were you thinking?

The optics alone.

Optics?

Who gives a damn about optics?

This guy is a scum.

Again, counsel, could you get your client under control?

Otherwise, the 90-day suspension is gonna turn into him

walking out of here in cuffs.

For the love of God, Billy, will you shut the hell up?

Can't you see they're trying to help you?

Thank you, Chief.

Now, if we could continue with the little footage

of this incident we do have.

Wait. Wait up. Wait, I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

- You fucked up. - Wait.

- Fuck. - You fucked up.

Watch your fucking shit.

Go down there, boy. Fuck is you doing?

Well, that could have gone a lot better.

They just like throwing their weight around.

90 days is a bullshit.

You really don't get it, do you?

90 days is a slap on the wrist

considering how this could have gone.

They're burying the body cam footage

and sitting you down for your own good, detective.

Instead of being an asshole,

you should be counting your lucky stars.

Peter, always a pleasure.

I knew it.

I knew that you came back too soon.

You should have taken more time after Rose.

That don't have anything to do with this.

It has everything to do with this

and now you don't have a choice.

-Come on, man, I will... -No, I don't...

Chief? Oh, I'm sorry.

Uh, yes, Detective, uh, Cornette.

Turner, meet our newest detective, Eva Cornette.

She's one of our top digital forensic analysts

in the cybercrimes unit.

Good for you.

Can you excuse us, officer?

We're in the middle of discussing a personal matter.

First of all, it's detective.

Secondly, that's exactly why I'm here.

Now, we got a call in the CCU about a troubling live stream.

Detective Turner, I think it's your daughter.

We found her belongings on the bridge.

So that's true she went in?

It appears so.

We've already contact the search and water rescue.

They'll be on the first light.

I'm sorry, Billy.

They told me you are the two creams,

no sugar type.

-Thanks. -You're welcome.

What's that?

Always keep stevia on.

-Stevia? -Yeah.

You got a problem with that?

No.

You just don't struck me as the low carb-lifestyle type.

You look more like a I-eat-whatever-I-want

kind of guy.

You know we just met, right?

Yeah. I'm sorry.

I, um, I tend to use humor in uncomfortable situations

as a defense mechanism.

Is that what you call it?

And I like to think I'm a good judge of character.

Although I've been wrong a time or two.

I don't know if you noticed, but Samantha,

she love to stream.

Even though I know she could be kind of shy.

But it was like when she was streaming,

it was like she became one.

It's like someone's alive, you know.

Was she streaming at the day when she went in?

Yeah, she was.

A few of the viewers that were watching her channel

called in to the station.

When was the last time you talked to her?

Shoot. A day before yesterday, before she went to school.

She sent me this.

It seems a bit litigious.

Did she have a reason to be upset with you?

Maybe so. I don't... I'm not sure.

Mom, so sorry.

Trying to raise a teenage daughter alone is hard

but living with one and to have to up a tragedy,

hmm, that damn near felt impossible.

She's been so withdrawn since her mother passed

three months ago.

Look, I'm not putting it on her.

It's not like I've been easy to talk to either.

I just haven't known what to say.

Hold up.

I saw this wall going up between us

and I didn't stop it.

I might have even added a brick or two.

I knew she needed me

but instead of being there for her,

I just went right back to work.

Things came to a head the other day.

I had donated some of her mother's things and...

Oh, no way.

...I accidentally packed up these earrings

that was her mother's favorite.

I apologized and said I'd try to get them back,

but Sam still went ballistic.

And I was just so fed up with all

the have-a-real-conversation-with-me and stuff.

Samantha!

Samantha, where are you going?

But all I did was make it worse.

Look, all I know is that

she stayed at Emily's house last night

and Emily took her to school that morning.

And I planned on taking her to her mom's favorite restaurant,

you know, to talk about our problems so we can fix them.

But, like, I need something stronger than this.

If I could have spiked your coffee,

I definitely would have.

You won't happened to have cancelled

Sam's phone service, would you?

Why would I do that?

I mean, we noticed earlier

that her services was disconnected.

Maybe she was in a dead zone?

We'll look into it.

Detective Turner, maybe you should get home

and get some rest.

Oh, no, that's the last thing I wanna do.

The only thing I wanna do is go home

and take the hot shower and get this day off of me.

Um, look, can you do me a favor and send me that video?

Because Sam haven't accepted me on social media yet.

Yeah, sure, I can do that.

-Thanks. -Yeah.

So this, this is my answer.

This is what I have to do.

So if you're looking for a reason why,

this is it.

Billy. What are you...

look, I'm sorry about Sam, but you can't be here right now.

I know, Loren. I just need to speak to Emily.

Well, then you should have called.

Now is not a good time.

She's really torn up about Sam.

Look, Sam wasn't alone last night, Loren.

I just need to know if Emily was there.

Billy, I'm sorry.

But I can't do this right now.

Billy! What are you...

Emily! - Billy.

Billy, please.

What are you... what are you...

Was you there?

Dad? Dad? - Shh, shh, baby.

Billy, you need to leave now.

Look, Emily, I just need to know if you was there.

-Dad? -Baby, it's okay. It's okay.

What the hell is going on in here?

Look, Demarco, I don't wanna start no problems, all right?

I just wanna know if Emily was there with her.

I don't give a damn what you need to know.

How dare you step foot into my house.

Honey, honey. Please.

The man just lost his daughter last night.

Come on. Look at him.

Fine.

Make it quick.

All right. Thanks.

Emily, was you there?

Last night?

No, I wasn't there.

But you was with her earlier that day, right,

and she was with you the night before, right?

No, Bill.

She wasn't here the night before.

What?

What do you mean she wasn't here?

Sam hasn't spent the night here in a while.

We really haven't been hanging out that much.

I guess we've kind of... grown apart.

What do you mean? I've seen you pick her up

from school earlier that morning.

Yeah. I mean, I give her a ride every now and then

because she asked and I feel sorry for her.

But it's always awkward

and we don't really say much.

I mean, we used to be so close.

Then after everything happened,

it's like we forgot

how to be around each other.

Now she's gone.

Baby, I know, I'm sorry.

Okay, that's enough.

It's time for you to go.

Can I just ask her one more thing?

Last question.

Look, if Sam wasn't spending the night here,

where else she could have been?

I don't know.

Derrick, maybe?

She's still seeing him?

I really don't know.

Last I heard she was,

but there could have been someone new.

- Thank you. - Okay.

That's enough.

It's time for you to go.

I'm sorry for disturbing you guys.

Sorry. Sorry.

What are you doing here?

Thought I told you we'd call you once we recover her body.

You see the video?

-Yes. -The whole video?

-Yes. -So who stopped the stream?

We don't know.

It could have been anyone.

Or it could have been anybody

that was out there with her

and forced her to do it.

She didn't look forced, Billy. You saw it yourself.

She jumped into that water on her own accord.

She was wearing a weighted vest, for Christ's sake.

What are you... we don't know what we saw.

Look, I can't imagine

what you must be going through right now.

I really can't.

Look, did you open a case for my daughter?

Come on, Billy. We both know

this is a simple search and recovery.

Listen. I'm not telling you this just as your boss,

but as your friend.

You should be home, processing all this,

preparing yourself for what's to come.

Not being out here looking for a new bone to chase.

The search team can recover Sam's body

at any moment and when they do,

there are arrangements you're gonna have to make.

Gonna have to pick out her favorite dress, uh,

- keepsakes you might want... - Look, I know the routine.

All right?

Look, if somebody was out there on her last moments,

I need to find out who that was.

Where are you going?

So what you're gonna do is you're gonna...

Officer... I mean, Detective Cornette.

Detective Turner.

The stevia stuff ain’t that bad.

Hey, I'm glad you're here.

I want you to know that I took your daughter's video

off of all social outlets.

That's good, and I appreciate that.

Look, you think you can open this up for me, please?

Uh, yeah. Do you have the password?

Look, if I had the password, I wouldn't be asking you.

Okay. Well, the better question is,

do you have a warrant?

Because without a warrant,

we're gonna have to wait until she's recovered.

You saw the stream. Somebody was out there with her!

It could have been anybody, an onlooker.

An onlooker?

Four seconds after she got into the water,

her phone was taken.

A hand was right there.

Okay? They've seen when she went in.

What I don't seem to realize is what took them so long

to find out that somebody was there.

Sometimes things slip through the cracks.

Well, that's a big crack to slip.

Okay. There's something else that's concerning.

Sam's phone still doesn't have service.

That can't be true. I just paid her phone bill last week.

I was concerned about that.

Look, can you help me? Please. Okay?

I just wanna know who was out there with her.

Okay, listen.

If I'm able to get in,

it's gonna take at least a couple days.

Fine, anything will help.

I can't promise anything substantial

because if I'm able to hack into it,

we could lose a lot of data in the process.

Just hit me when you can.

There are arrangements

you're gonna have to make.

You’re gonna have to pick out her favorite dress.

I had donated some of her mother's things

and I accidentally packed up these earrings

that was her mother's favorite.

I apologized and said I'll try to get them back, but...

I know most people won't understand

and others might not even try,

but I just...

I just feel like I need to do this.

I just miss my mom so much,

so much, and I'm...

I am so tired of trying to find

and find answers all of the time.

I just... I can't do it anymore, I can't, I can't.

So... this is it.

How are you just gonna leave me like that?

Baby, you got to push it.

I tell you every time, you have to keep it up.

Well, I was trying to conserve my energy

for a little post-workout stretching.

-Is that right? -Uh-huh.

Sorry. Sorry. I'm sorry.

Are you guys trying to make me throw up?

Because I'm totally down for a sick day.

All right, no. You are not getting out of school that easy.

-At all. -Mm-mm.

Protein shake?

-Sounds good. -I got you.

♪ I knew you could ♪

♪ Ooh, I'm coming home

-Babe, can you get the door? -Yeah.

He's here, Mom. I'm gonna go get my bag and go.

- Go, get it. Get the door. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

Who's early?

It's just Derrick.

Derrick? What happened to Emily riding to school with you?

I told you that's her new boyfriend.

Okay? I met him.

He's a good kid, so be nice.

Be nice? I'm always nice.

Baby, my shake, please.

Thank you.

Hey. What's going on, Ms. Turner?

-Is Sam here? -Hi, Derrick.

Yeah, she's almost ready. Come in.

So how are you?

-I'm good. -Yeah.

♪ You can lasso

What's up, Mr. Turner? I'm Derrick.

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

Hey, Derrick. Are you ready to go?

Yeah.

Um, Sam, can I talk to you for a minute?

-I'll be back. -Lovely hair.

So, how is your mom doing? I missed her at the PTA meeting.

-Nice hair tie. -Thank you.

What do you know about this guy?

Are you serious right now?

Could you please stop?

- Because you're embarrassing me. - Embarrassing you?

He's embarrassing himself.

What type of dude meets up a girl's father

for the first time and then he fist bumps him, huh?

Maybe he's nervous.

-I mean, look at you. -No.

I'm not making nobody nervous.

That mean he got something to hide.

He's not hiding anything.

He's just taking me to school.

Yeah, about that.

-Here. -What?

-Oh, my God. -Take this. You take it.

I'm not taking this.

Look, you take it, okay?

It's for your own protection.

I'm not gonna have this boy all touchy, touchy

all the way to school.

You are insane.

-I'm not taking that. -No.

You take this or I'll tell little friend,

Derrick, about your little bedwetting story.

-How about that? -Okay. All right.

-Yeah. -But, I mean, this is huge.

Where am I supposed to put this?

Your backpack.

- You put it in there, okay? - Fine. Hmm.

-I'm not using this. -You use it, girl.

-Oh, gosh. -Your backpack.

Well, tell your mom I said hi and tell her

give me a call when she gets the chance.

-I will. -Okay.

-Ready? -Yeah.

Mom, your husband is a freaking psycho.

- I love you. - Uh-hmm.

You guys have a good day.

- Thank you. Bye-bye. - Enjoy school.

- Bye. - It'll be so fun.

♪ Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh ♪

Did you just give her a taser?

You're damn right I did.

Okay. I'm not gonna have some

- what's wrong, babe? - I'm feeling a little dizzy.

You sound a little... whoa, whoa, whoa.

Come here. Come here. Come here. Come here. Come here. Come here.

Come here. Come here.

Lean over your bed. Come on. Lie down.

Eva. Hey.

Detective Turner.

I know. Okay.

I'm absolutely late, but...

I've been busy all morning.

You know, I'm trying to do whatever it is I can

to find out who did this to my daughter.

And it's absolutely sad I had no idea

how much my daughter was into fashion and campin'.

What does that say about me?

That you're the typical dad.

Yeah. Anyways,

uh, did you get into the devices?

Yeah. No, not yet.

But, Turner, that's not why I'm calling.

There's been another video.

Another video?

Someone posted another video

to Sam's social media accounts.

Do you want me to send it to you?

Sure. Send it.

Okay. How fast can you get this over?

Can you get this over to him right now?

- Okay. - ...158.

People say life is hard, but death,

that is what's really hard.

Dealing with death

is what makes life unlivable.

No one really

gets the pain like, feeling.

I mean... I mean, they may say that they do but they don't.

They try to but, you know...

'cause they didn't love

the person the same way you did

even if they were supposed to,

even if they took a vow to.

They didn't lose her the same way I did.

And I think... um,

I think that's what makes it hurt all the more.

Man, what the hell did y'all want?

The hell y'all want?

We're kind of in a rush.

Detective Turner, I presume, huh?

Look, boss wants you to know that

in light of recent events concerning your family

he's been kind enough

to grant you a little extension.

How did he even do that right?

He has his ways.

Look, just know that this is the last time, all right?

If we gotta come back and see you,

this ain't gonna be so cordial next time, all right?

You be good, detective.

Let's get out of here.

So...

You're the one that's doing this?

-Mr. Turner? -Huh? Come here, boy.

You're the one that posted videos of my daughter...

-Doing what? -...you little twerp? Huh?

This. You see this?

Uploaded videos of her to her accounts.

No. I wouldn't do that.

I'm calling the police.

I am the police.

Sit your ass down before I put my foot in it.

Hey, Mr. Turner, calm down.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I'm sorry to hear about Sam for real.

It broke my heart to see her go out that way.

So, you don't know nothin' about the posted videos

that was uploaded on her account really?

I saw it, but it wasn't me.

But you was with her that night, right?

You guys went out to the bridge that night, right?

Oh, God, no.

No matter what happened between us,

I would have never let her do anything like that.

What you mean, what happened between y'all?

You was with her the night before, right?

No.

Sam and I broke up six months ago.

Y'all broke up?

Hey, D, you straight?

Yeah, babe. I'll be there in a second, okay?

Wow.

I see you move on fast.

With all due respect, sir,

your daughter didn't leave me much of a choice.

I am sorry about your loss, though.

Sam was a really special girl.

We're all gonna miss her a lot.

Look, whenever you decide to do the funeral,

just let me know

and I'll get the word out around school.

We would all love to be there.

Yeah, I'll do that.

Hey...

you think you might know Sam's passwords or anything?

I think it was her mom's birthday.

Take care, Mr. Turner.

Thanks, Derrick.

I think I have those passwords.

So, what you find?

Nothing good.

The passwords that you provided gave me access

to both devices but not the accounts.

What do you mean?

Billy, someone hacked Sam's phone

right after the live stream.

What?

How?

You know what a SIM swap is?

Enlighten me.

Hackers will call the cell provider

and claim that the phone was lost or stolen.

I mean, after answering a few security questions...

Okay. Slow down. Slow down.

How can somebody know the answers

to our security codes?

Website compromises.

Phishing, email scams,

trolling online,

especially for a teenager, it's all there.

I mean, whoever hacked into Sam's phone

clearly was monitoring her online usage.

Damn.

All the perp had to do was

call the cell provider,

provide a new SIM card number,

then the service is instantly transferred over.

Then after that, they'll go to the email addresses,

click forgot password.

A new text code is sent to the phone

that now is in the hacker's possession.

They'll change the password and repeat this process

over and over again

until they gain access to all email addresses

and social media accounts.

The last part is to lock the victims out of the account

so they can't change anything back.

Now, we've attempted to run a trace,

but it looks like the perp was likely using a VPN

to throw off the signal.

You can't be serious.

I am.

SIM swapping is one of the top crimes

that we investigate.

We have over 2,500 victims

resulting in over $400 million in theft.

Faceless criminals that can do this from anywhere in the world.

But why would they go after Sam?

Well, that's not all.

Although the number was transferred over,

we were able to gain access to all of her

old text messages and, well, take a look.

What the hell is this?

It looks like Sam was being harassed

and possibly even stalked.

She never mentioned?

No, never.

And if she did, I would have stopped it.

Messages as far back

as we could find was about seven months ago.

She received hundreds, maybe even thousands,

of messages like this.

Sometimes 25 to 30 in a day.

She attempted to block the harasser,

but they just kept going on and on,

and they wouldn't stop.

Now, we've attempted to run a trace on this person,

but the creep was using this app called Guess Who?

It's a number generator app that stalkers like to use

to conceal their identity.

Seven months of this.

She probably didn't say anything 'cause this the time

when we was dealing with her mom's illness.

Billy, it's not your fault.

If anybody's getting harassed or stalked

and I'm they father, it's definitely my fault.

Okay? There she goes and do what she does.

And then all of a sudden, a hacker comes out of nowhere

and start posting videos of her?

Where is that a coincidence?

We've written up warrants to Guess Who?,

the cell providers, and all of the companies

that Sam had an account with.

We're just waiting on the judge to sign off on it.

Look, Billy, we're gonna get to the bottom of this.

I promise.

Detective Turner, a word.

- The hell are you doing, Turner? - What it look like?

It looks like you're injecting yourself into an investigation.

Sit.

What investigation?

Sam was out there on the bridge and you shut me down.

Yeah, well, that was before the last video

was posted online.

Now, it's an active investigation.

So who did you assign to it?

Stay out of this building.

Who, Pete?

Detective Lopez.

Come on, Chief, Lopez?

Huh? He can't detect a foot out of his ass!

Hey!

You are taking the leniency of this department

way too far.

Need I remind you that you are already on suspension.

Stuffing your nose into this investigation

can not only potentially jeopardize the case,

but possibly end your career.

She's my daughter.

Someone was harassing her and threatening her.

And I had no clue about it.

I know! I know!

Jesus, Billy, do you realize we are all hurting with you?

Hmm?

I wouldn't wish what you're going through

on my worst enemy.

You forget we were with you the night

you met Rose at that bar.

My daughter, my oldest daughter,

babysat Sam when she was a little kid.

We are all hurting with you, man.

Look, someone threatened her, okay?

Someone made her feel unsafe.

And if I made her feel unsafe in life,

she has to at least know that I got her back.

Okay? She has to know.

I have to do that for her.

Look, as a courtesy,

we will keep you in the loop.

You will know every move, every move we make,

every step of the way.

But if you interfere with this investigation at all,

I will not only order you to be locked out,

meaning no communication, no involvement whatsoever,

but I will also double your suspension without pay.

You got it?

Yeah, I got it.

And there's something else.

I was just informed that the search team

might have found something on sonar.

And, they can't say for certain what it is.

They found her body?

A body.

Okay, it looks that way.

The body's too deep for them to retrieve right now,

so they're bringing out a special dive team

to do the job tomorrow.

Now, if the recovery is a success...

I'm gonna need you to come in and make a positive ID.

Yeah, I know how it goes.

So then you know how hard tomorrow's gonna be.

Go on.

Go home, get some rest.

Thanks, Pete.

What?

Dude, what the hell?

Where have you been?

We've been calling and texting you all morning.

I left, like, five different voicemails

and I hate leaving voicemails.

I always feel like I have to say something witty.

Oh, dang.

What time is it?

Turner, what the hell?

It's almost 5 o'clock PM.

Huh?

Oh, shit.

Hold on.

One sec, man.

Okay. I'm coming there.

Shit.

Okay.

- Listen. -What?

We may have had a new development

in your daughter's case.

We got an anonymous tip this morning.

The witnesses say that there was a girl

at her school that may have been bullying her.

Listen, this might be our mystery stalker.

Lopez is bringing her in for questioning as we speak.

Okay.

Wow.

Okay.

I'm on my way, okay?

Wait, no, no, that's not what I meant...

Shit.

Can you describe how you felt

when you heard about Samantha Turner's death?

I don't know.

Why is he here?

How the hell did he know?

Chief, you said keep him informed.

Well, a heads up would've been nice.

-Is this her? -Yup.

Tabitha Sanchez.

18 years old, no priors,

but, boy, does she have a winning personality.

Witnesses say that she's known as a mean girl around school,

bullying kids, sending messages, pranking.

Boy, does she remind me of my old high school nemesis,

Bethany Collier. That bitch.

-Detective Cornette, please. -Oh, sorry.

Um, apparently, Little Miss Sunshine

was watching Sam's video,

laughing, saying things like

she would have dragged that hoe in by her hair

if she could have.

So that's all we got is an anonymous tip

on a rumor that she's a bad girl?

Well, no. We're still running our checks.

But the IP address connected to some of the messages

that Sam received came from her school's library.

So that tells us that her stalker

was going to school with her.

But unfortunately, the library didn't have

any working cameras at the time, so we really don't know

where the messages were coming from.

Look, are you guys just gonna keep asking me

the same questions one right after the other?

'Cause this is getting boring.

I know her.

What?

I know her.

Turner, don't you even think about it.

Hey!

You the girl I saw with Derrick.

Yeah, he told me that you were a cop.

Is that why you had your friends bring me in,

because I'm your daughter's ex-boyfriend's new girlfriend?

Detective Turner!

Turner!

Come on, shit!

What the hell do you think you're doing?

He's screwing up this interrogation

- is what he's doing. - You kiss my ass, Lopez.

She told me more in five seconds since your ass been in here.

This is my case. Stay out of it.

And this is my daughter.

Enough!

Now, you know you can't officially

interrogate a possible suspect.

This goes to trial, the whole case can be blown.

Then make it unofficial.

You can't be serious.

Look, all I ask is just give me five minutes with her

and let me open her up.

And I'll let Lopez take the reins.

Don't make me regret this.

I got you, Chief.

What happened to the other dude?

Y'all playing good cop, bad cop,

he just what, tagged you in?

You got it all wrong.

This is good cop, no cop.

And this is not a game.

And right now, I am not a cop.

I'm a father trying to find out and put the pieces together

to see who did this to his daughter.

You seen the video?

Everybody's seen the video. It went viral.

Sad, I guess.

Yeah. Everybody been saying

you the one that's been bullying her.

That's cap.

I never bullied nobody.

Besides, what am I gonna look like

stealing somebody's lunch money?

My daddy is a music producer, sweetie.

One snap of my little fingers and he could have

an entire team of lawyers up on all of your asses.

So, why don't you do that?

I don't wanna flex unless I have to.

Plus, I'm a little curious what y'all think

I have to do with this.

I mean, respectfully, we all saw it.

That girl drowned herself.

So, what's all this shit about?

Someone's been sending harassing text messages

for the last seven months from anonymous numbers.

Hell no, you ain't about to put that

harassment on me.

See, this is why I can't stand cops these days,

always trying to pin something on somebody

when we all know that y'all be the main ones doing the dirt.

No, no, no, sweetheart.

We're not pinning nothing on you.

Okay, we have witnesses that said

you the one that was bullying her.

And we have thousands of messages go back

to a IP address at your high school that,

I will take a leap, it concludes that it was you.

That could have been anybody.

Besides, to be honest, your daughter practically

bullied herself, okay?

She used to be poppin'.

And then I guess after her mom got sick, she changed.

You know, she stopped wearing makeup, cut off all her friends,

dumped Derrick, which not that I'm complaining.

But for real, your daughter was the one

that started acting weird, if you asked me.

That's right.

She dumped Derrick.

You thought Derrick was gonna probably get back at her,

so you got a little bit jealous?

Derrick didn't love her, he pitied her.

And you shouldn't be worried about him,

you should be worried about her new man anyway.

Her new man?

Yeah, I heard that you wouldn't be getting

no father of the year award.

Cut the crap.

Who's her boyfriend?

I don't know the guy, all right?

I just seen him drop her off after school that last day.

And I mean, I didn't really see him then.

What kind of car was it?

I don't know.

Dark tinted windows, maybe an older Impala.

So, how do you know it was a guy?

Because I saw him pick her up after school.

To be honest, it looked like she didn't really wanna get

back in that car.

Why do you say that?

Because she had this look on her face.

She looked scared.

And then, he got out of the car, grabbed her arm,

and whispered something in her ear.

And then he made her get back in.

So why didn't you report this?

Why should I?

'Cause it was none of my business.

It's not my man. I don't know.

Maybe I thought she was into that forceful stuff.

You know, you like it, I love it.

What did this guy look like?

I don't know.

He looks, uh, tall, Hispanic.

Like one of those Goth Grunge rocker-looking dudes.

Is this your guy? Is this him?

Yeah, that-that's him.

Looks kind of weird if you ask me.

I mean, uh, she was with Derrick before,

so I don't know why she would be with somebody like that,

but to each their own.

Look, we can have face recognition

and an ID out on this guy.

Detective Turner, you just got her

to identify a possible suspect,

but her whole testimony is gonna be inadmissible

because you were the one questioning her!

Look, can we do it?

Look, yeah, we can do it,

but it's gonna take a little time.

Come on.

Look, are you guys just gonna keep asking me

the same questions over and over?

'Cause this is getting boring.

So far, it looks like

Sam took six different photos with this guy

and he's behind her in every one of them.

Yeah, it doesn't look like no boyfriend.

This looks like our stalker.

I have five analytic programs running

facial recognition software in search for our guy.

It's searching the internet and the dark web.

Now, what it'll do is it'll run the scan,

weed out all the least likely matches,

and then it'll tabulate the total findings.

If this guy has a driver's license,

photo ID, we're definitely gonna find him,

but it could take up to 24 hours.

Hey, dive team just got back.

They found Sam?

Not exactly.

I think you two should come with me.

What is this?

This is what the dive team

-confused for Sam. -What?

This is what they found on radar, thinking it was her.

But once they got down there, this is what they found.

This case keeps getting weirder and weirder.

It's like someone is screwing with us.

It's like they don't want us to find her.

How long did you say it was gonna take on the scan?

About 24 hours, maybe less.

Well, we got some time to kill, 'cause I need a drink.

I think I'll join you.

So, is that it?

That's why you became a cop?

Your dad and your grandfather were in the Marines?

Yeah, in a nutshell.

I mean, I didn't have the killer instinct to be a jarhead

or the desire to roll around in the mud.

I was more of a computers, anime, video games kind of girl.

So cybercrimes was my jam.

Makes sense.

Want another round?

Sure.

I ain't drunk enough to get that

creepy-ass mannequin out of my head.

Yeah, I'm gonna have nightmares for a while myself.

Thank you.

Can I give you my theory about this case?

Sure thing.

So, what do you know about...

I mean, look, it's just a working theory,

but what do you know about online doomsday cults?

Not a damn thing.

All right.

Meet Ronald Copenhagen, out of Green Bay, Wisconsin.

College dropout, lived with his parents.

Had a few jobs here and there,

but unexceptional in every way except for online.

Online, he was treated like a god.

He went by the handle Hunter029.

So what did he do?

Well, he was a mid-tier hacker with a thing

for young teenage girls.

He started small, hacking phones,

stealing pictures, extorting his victims for money.

And then things escalated.

He went from monetary gain to sick,

twisted games of manipulation.

I mean, you'd be surprised what people would do

to make sure that their secrets aren't exposed.

Kids were harming themselves, harming others.

Some of them even murdered their own pets.

And he made them record the videos and send it to him.

What the hell did he get out of doing that?

Ronald created a website on the dark web

called Hunter's Playground.

On there, he posted the videos

of his victims as trophies.

He eventually groomed some of them

to become his little minions.

The prey became the predator.

One by one, the community grew,

a few dozen,

then a few hundred,

then thousands.

And Ronnie here was their fearless leader.

Thousands?

Yup.

As with any twisted cults,

things got weirder and more extreme.

The weirder the video, the more extreme it was,

the higher the member would climb in rank.

One of the members even convinced a mentally ill man

to set himself on fire and live stream it.

- Oh, my God. - Yes.

After that, that became the holy grail for them.

Then some of his members would hack suicide hotlines

and convince its members to literally

take their own lives.

Ronald was arrested in 2018.

The website got shut down, but by then,

its members had grown to about 45,000 members.

Hmm.

So you think our guy is one of their members?

Look, like I said, I don't know.

This is a working theory,

but it follows all the same patterns.

I wonder why he was following Samantha

when she never had bothered anybody.

I mean, she was a pretty girl,

grieving the loss of her mother.

She was their perfect target.

Or they could have been going after someone else.

Do you have any enemies, Detective Turner?

Hmm.

Look, I've been a cop for almost 20 years.

At this point,

that's all I have, is enemies.

But, you know they say about tigers and assholes.

You can keep wiping your ass,

but them stripes ain't going nowhere.

Uh-uh-uh.

All right. Here.

Keep the change.

Let's go.

Are you sure you're okay to drive?

We both had, like, four beers apiece.

Girl, do I look okay to drive?

-No. -You had four, okay?

I had six.

Alcohol ain't nothing but an appetizer to me.

Being on the force for 20 years,

drinking don't do nothing to me.

So you're the self-proclaimed asshole, huh?

Umm, you're getting to know me already, huh?

Is that why Sam said what she said in that video?

What?

They never loved the person

that's now gone the same way that you loved them,

even if they were supposed to, even if they took a vow to.

Was that about you?

I guess if that's what you want to say,

but, uh, I-I don't know if you know,

but Sam is my stepdaughter, okay?

When I met her mother, she was two,

and I adopted her at five years old.

That's really sweet.

Well, you know, I just thought it was the right thing to do.

I don't know if you know this, but Rose, Sam's mother,

she suffers from an illness

called autoimmune disorder.

We thought we had it under control.

We did, but it just kept getting worse.

Then at the same time,

we were suffering with our marriage,

going back and forth.

I wanted to leave, and then one day,

we was just talking and she got dizzy,

and she fainted.

I had to rush her to the hospital,

and that's when I realized that she needed me,

and so I stayed.

A few months later,

Sam and I are getting ready to visit Rose in the hospital,

and at that point, it had become our norm.

Okay.

I was fixing our lunches

while she was getting ready.

Hey, um...

And Sam's best friend, Emily's mom, Lauren,

came over to return her sweater Sam had left at her house,

but that was just an excuse.

She was really there because she was still upset with me

for ending things between us, you know?

- Can you keep it down? - I wanna talk to you right now.

- What you wanna talk about? - Because you're not answering.

She wanted us to try again,

and I told her that was impossible

and tried to get her to leave,

but she wouldn't take no for an answer.

Sam, hmm, walked in on us.

I should go.

I'll never forget that look on her face.

Everything changed between us that day.

And then Sam told her friend Emily,

and that messed up both of our families,

and that messed up their friendship.

So, she didn't tell Rose because she thought

if she told Rose that'll probably kill her even more,

faster than her sickness,

and, you know, uh, I'm just a total asshole

for putting my daughter through this.

And that's one of the reasons

why she didn't tell me about her stalker,

because she doesn't trust me.

Damn, Billy.

Yeah, same old stripes.

Any updates?

None so far.

Uh, I know I said 24 hours,

but it doesn't usually take that long.

Whoever this guy is

has scrubbed the web

of all of his likenesses.

Is it possible?

For a well-seasoned hacker, it is.

So we're not dealing with some amateur kid.

Honestly, I don't know.

I spent the morning at Samantha's high school.

Uh, I'm showing the guy's pic around.

Nobody. No teachers or students recognize him.

Not even the car.

The guy's a ghost, Chief.

No, he's not a ghost.

Just smart.

Smart people make mistakes.

We just gotta be there when he does.

Well, you guys keep me informed, all right?

Oh, did it download?

No, this is an alert that I have set up

for Sam's social media accounts.

- There's been another... - Come on, come on, come on.

-Pull it up! -Pull it up.

Pull it up.

In a sea of loud voices,

how can I scream for help and be heard?

In a...

in a world full of deceivers,

how can you know who to trust

that anyone will give you aid?

Who do you call

even if those who are sworn to protect and serve

are self-serving and harmful?

The answer is no one.

You're alone and...

-DarkKendrick632. -No!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, wait, wait.

-What was that? -Dear God.

He must have been there with her.

Contact the company. Get an IP address.

Wa-wa-wait, wait.

This is now officially a missing person's case.

I want a BOLO out on our guy immediately.

And the CCTV footage from around that school

-over the past five months. -On it, Chief.

What was the name she said at the end?

DarkKendrick632.

It's the Discord handle.

It's likely our suspect's page.

Pull it up now.

That's my house.

Oh, my God. This is...

this is documented footage of him stalking Sam.

I know where that is.

What?

Where are you going?

I'll call if I find something.

What should we do?

Tell me everything you can about this webpage.

It might be time for the Feds to come in.

Okay.

Hey, Chief, it's done.

Great. What do we got?

We got...

-nothing. -What?

Our perp doesn't actually exist.

It's another live stream.

Pull it up!

Ma'am, I don't know what you're saying.

DarkKendrick632,

do you know who that is?

Did he give this to you?

Do you know who this is?

Look, ma'am, this man has my daughter.

Care about your daughter when you care about my son!

Samantha?!

Samantha.

You in there

Samantha?!

Samantha?!

Samantha!

Yeah, Dad! Right here!

- Where are you? - I'm right here!

Where? - Dad, Dad,

I'm right here. Dad? - Where?

Help me, please.

My hand, my hand.

What the fuck.

What the hell. Who are you?!

Where's Sam?

Derrick?

Emily, what the hell is going on?

Why did you guys do this?!

Because I asked them to.

Samantha? What's going on?

Baby, look, I came down here to find you!

Come on, untie me and let's get up out of here.

Let's go! - You know,

it took a lot to get you down here,

but... I mean, at the end, it was all worth it.

- What? - You and I both know

you weren't going to rescue me.

What did you...

that's a... that's a mistake!

You know damn well I loved your mother.

Please, cut the crap.

Is that what you call this?

Please.

You know, at first, I blamed myself.

I thought, why didn't I notice it?

I mean, mom was always, you know, compromised,

but she always knew how to keep it under control.

So, why couldn't the doctors tell us exactly

what was wrong with her?

Huh?

You know, even after I caught you with Emily's mom,

I still refused to see your true colors.

I wanted to believe that

you wouldn't do something like this.

I wanted to believe that

this was all just some big mistake.

Samantha, what... what is going on?

Hon, did these three brainwash you?

Come on, you know damn well I loved your mother.

Please.

You know, I wanted to believe that.

I really did.

But then I began to wonder.

What if you didn't?

What if you didn't care at all?

What if all of this wasn't just one mistake?

What if everything was going exactly as you planned?

So, I started watching you,

your habits.

Learning everything I could about this stranger,

this stranger that I called dad.

So, I went through your mail.

And I found out

that you tripled the life insurance policy...

a week before mom got sick?

That was just a coincidence.

No. It was a coincidence

that your laptop and email were left open

the same night I decided to snoop through your files.

Found out that you'd also been corresponding

with some online supplier

trying to buy arsenic and cyanide under a false ID.

Did a little research.

Found out that cyanide actually causes organ failure.

Something that you could've easily passed off

as mom's autoimmune disease.

I couldn't believe it.

Order numbers, quantities,

the PO Box that you had it delivered to, everything.

And to top it all off,

all of this happened just two weeks

before mom ended up in the hospital.

I thought I had you.

I thought I had you and all the evidence I needed

to save my mom.

But I was just too late.

I was a day too late.

Mom, please.

- It's okay. - Mom!

- No. No. - It's okay.

No, please.

No, please.

Mom. Mom was gone the following morning,

and just like that, my directed change.

Get off of me.

I went from trying to save my mom

to proving you as her murderer.

First, I had to find out

if, you know, Lauren was in on it too, but...

turns out she had no idea what kind of monster you were

before she decided to fix her marriage.

Derrick didn't believe that the email evidence was enough.

I mean, after all, you're a cop.

You can get out of anything,

cover your tracks, or even worse,

pin it all on me.

So I searched for me proof.

But then I remembered you used to make mom

those amazing protein shakes every morning.

Is that how you killed her?

So now, you're interrogating me?

Call it what you will.

I needed answers, and you and I both knew

that I was gonna find the evidence I needed.

You're so stupid.

I found the cyanide label

with your fake name on it.

So, you know, I assumed your prints

would be on it as well.

Oh, my God.

And I also found something else.

You took out another life insurance policy on me.

That I know it was gonna be meant for me.

And what were you gonna do?

Say that my mom's problems were,

or what, genetic?

Please.

You had me wasting no time.

Ask your Momma.

You whipped me up one of your famous,

little protein shakes that following morning.

I made these just for your Momma.

I knew I had to get outta there.

I knew I was out of time,

and that I was gonna be your next target.

So, I made something up

about you packing up Mom's earrings.

You're not my child, anyway!

Right when you tried to grab me, I was,

what, halfway out the door?

Idiot.

I knew when I saw you go for that cyanide label,

I knew it clicked for you.

Samantha!

I knew that I was gonna be your next target.

So, I needed a new plan.

I mean, you had my evidence.

So, I faked my death.

That's when these three came in.

Together, we came up with the plan

where I can buy myself just a little bit more time

to find all the evidence I needed.

Emily took my vids.

Tabitha, yeah, she had my phone

and falsified my texts.

And Derrick became my stalker.

DarkKindred632.

I thought it would be a nice touch

to make him related to the guy who you recently put in a coma.

I tried to go back and retrieve the binder,

but you were obviously keeping it with you.

It got all destroyed.

I thought all hope was lost.

Okay, you go this way.

- I'm gonna go this way. - All right. Let's go.

You didn't destroy it, did you?

We came up with plan C.

Uh, I laced your liquor with sleeping pills.

Gotcha.

Later, I came in and stole your keys.

I stepped into your car and I found my binder, actually.

But all the evidence was gone.

You obviously destroy it.

You know, I thought, everything might have been lost.

But then, then I remembered

there was one place I still hadn't checked.

And damn,

damn did I hit the jackpot.

I mean, we found money, drugs,

the fake ID that you used with your picture on it.

Even the last bottle of cyanide.

I can't believe this.

But wait, there's more, asshole.

We also found

a small burner phone

filled with texts from one specific number.

Turns out, you owe a lot of money

to some big-time gangster, Dad.

So much so that you were willing to, uh, rob

one of his drug suppliers

just to make a payment.

You wanted to make it look like an arrest,

but you took things

a little too far, didn't you?

You put the guy in a coma.

Dummy!

Don't worry, we talked to his mom.

Promised her justice.

We kept your identity hidden, though.

The plan was all working out perfectly.

Answer this for me, Dad.

Look at me.

Look at me!

Is that why you killed my mom?

What, you thought the insurance would give you some big payout?

And clear all your debt?

Wow.

Clever, sneaky, and cute.

Real cute.

I must say, your little Mickey Mouse detective club,

y'all had me chasin' my tail all around town.

And you right,

I didn't give a damn if you offed yourself.

I just wanted to know who you told and what they know.

Well, they're all standing right here.

And they know everything.

Well, bravo!

Y'all did that because you got me.

But you see, I just wanted to clear my debts.

That's all I wanted to do.

And keep on screwin' Lauren.

Let me shoot him, please...

Emily...

And killin' your momma?

That was gonna solve both of the problems.

You were just gonna be extra.

Glad to screw that up for you!

You think so?

Derrick? - Move over!

Get off of me!

Huh?! Guess I'm here.

Yeah right there.

oh, shit.

I don't believe this.

Oh, my God.

What the hell?

This is for Oscar Jimenez!

This is for my mother!

And this is for me!

Wait. Sam! - Come here.

-Sam! Stop! -I'm gonna kill you!

Stop! That's enough! They're still watching!

Oh.

This can't be real.

Why the hell would he do this?

I don't know.

What are we gonna do?

You're dead!

I'm alive, asshole!

So, you're the famous Samantha?

Who's askin'?

I'm Detective Eva Cornette.

I thought I knew your father.

Stepfather.

Good job.

Look, let's get you guys outta here.

Come on.

And you, little Ms. Sunshine,

you gonna have to teach me that little text thing you did.

Yeah, I got you, girl.

We did it, Mom.

Just for you.