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Previously on Reacher...

A woman kills herself on the same train

as the chief of staff of a
potential presidential candidate?

CIA starts kidnapping people over it?

That's a story.

I don't know where Ben
is, but I knew that girl...

the one he left with the other night.

Yeah, real name's Mary Ellen Daniels.

Do you have an address?

Whoever did this weren't amateurs.

Found the self-checkout's car.

Any idea why she'd
ditch a perfectly good car,

take the subway?

It's a work badge.

Name: Anna Merrick. Work address and

level eight clearance.

Well, at least we know
where we're going to next.

What the hell was Anna doing here?

Putra and his soldiers

were trained by an American
Delta Force specialist.

- John Sampson.
- That drive has the proof

connecting Sampson to all of this.

I have never tortured
or killed civilians.

- What about your chief of staff?
- What about him?

Why were you on the subway

with Anna Merrick the night she died?

- I'm sorry, John.
- Nolan.

- Nolan. Nolan.
- No!

And had Mr. Cahill exhibited
any signs of distress?

- No.
- Um, any particular matters

weighing on him... romantic or
financial... anything like that?

Not to my knowledge.

Did he leave a note, a text
message, maybe an email?

Look, Detective, like, I-I
appreciate your thoroughness,

but he didn't leave
anything. He displayed

no red flags, and right now, I'm...

If you could excuse us,

I'm just trying to deal
with the loss of my friend.

Understood, Congressman.

If I have any more
questions, I'll reach out

- to your office.
- Thank you.

How do I get a hold of you, Mr. Reacher?

You can't.

My office can pass along any
inquiries you have for Mr. Reacher.

Okay, yeah. Good enough.

Um, my condolences.

Front desk just called, sir.

News crews are arriving. We
got to get you someplace else.

Well, it's not a secret that
I was staying at the hotel.

Or that Nolan worked for me.

A visual of you at the scene
of a suicide is not good for...

Oh, for fuck's sake, Springfield.

I served with that man for 11 years,

and I'm not gonna leave
him in a parking lot

underneath a tarp.

John, there's nothing
you can do for him now.

The press is gonna want the quotes,

and Nolan would've been
the first one to tell you

that you are in no state to
go on the record right now.

This is no different than
your military training.

Sometimes you have to just fall back...

and regroup.

I could use a beer.

It's 9:00 a.m.

I know a third shift bar.

Thanks.

- Thank you.
- I didn't know what kind

of sweetener you liked, so I got,

uh, sugar, Splenda and Sweet'N Low.

Sugar's fine, thanks.

Okay, for the future, sugar it is.

Oh, shit. Listen to what I just found.

Last year, Congress passed

a really boring, bipartisan
deficit reduction plan.

It's a million little paper cuts

to hopefully bleed out
our massive national debt.

It's window dressing
to convince the populace

our politicians are
actually doing something.

- Focus.
- Right, sorry.

Anyway, one of the paper
cuts was a government-wide

move away from costly
document storage facilities,

massive warehouses that
stored decades-old records.

Between rental fees, maintenance,

they were really expensive.

Now, per the new law, most
documents over ten years old

are to be digitized,
uploaded to the secure server,

and then the paper copies destroyed.

This has to be where they're doing it.

You guessing or you know?

Well, the government doesn't
exactly publicize the addresses

of their secret document
destruction depots,

but I've studied enough of
these federally-owned buildings

to know that that smokestack

is a ventilator for a
commercial-grade incinerator.

When the government
needs something important

go away, they burn it.

That's why nobody's ever seen the
original Warren Commission Report.

Burnt up.

Why not just shred 'em?

Haven't you ever seen Argo? You
can tape that shit back together.

We got to get in there.

We got to see what Anna had access to.

- And stole.
- Hey, we don't know that.

Man, I'm not trying to
take a shot at your sister,

but she was working at a
top-clearance government building

and she left with a thumb
drive everybody wants.

What else could she have done?

You know, a lot of these cars have

the same kind of parking pass Anna did.

Probably for parking over there.

And if they have the same pass as Anna,

they probably have the same
work badge she did, too.

You just figured out our way in.

Hey, hey, we try to lift
someone's work badge,

we could get arrested.

People are looking for us.

We can't allow ourselves
to get put in the system.

We got to get in there.
We can't use Anna's badge.

A dead woman comes up
at the security gate,

we definitely get caught.

Oh...

- My God! Watch where you're going.
- I am so sorry.

Oh, here, here, here, here. Here.

- Oh, God.
- I am so,

- so sorry.
- Geez.

- Oh, my God.
- Oh...

Here's your stuff. I am so sorry.

It's fine. I've got it.

Sorry I snapped. It's just...

a new shirt.

Here, you know what?

Let me give you this
for the dry cleaning.

- I insist.
- It's fine.

Geez.

♪ I never dreamed... ♪

- Two Natty Bohs.
- Thank you.

♪ Livin' in a world... ♪

To Nolan Cahill.

What the fuck?

♪ Did it come to this... ♪

I met him first day of Delta training.

Terrified every one of us.

Meanest son of a bitch I ever met.

Is that why you made
him your chief of staff?

A chief of staff

that no one could intimidate?

You can't put a price tag on that.

And I knew that he'd
never have a problem

working for someone
he previously commanded

'cause he had no ego.

It was always about the mission.

Molded me in his image.

All of us.

If that's true,

what would make you jump off a roof?

Excuse me?

You said you were molded in his image.

That means you're of the
same character and morality,

more or less. So, given the same
information, the same situation,

same circumstances,

you might react the same way.

Obviously, he knew something you didn't,

so I'm just wondering

what would make you jump
off a building to your death?

I have no goddamn idea.

It's not what your source told you.

We never tortured or killed civilians.

But people were tortured and killed.

After we left.

What exactly did you do in Indonesia?

Look, I know you didn't
know Anna Merrick.

Maybe a dead woman's a sunk cost to you,

but her son's still
missing. 20 years old,

and very likely with
sociopathic killers.

So the truth can only help right now.

Miss? Scotch.

Conversations that require scotch...

Are conversations that
maybe shouldn't be had.

But if there's some way
that you think I can help...

I'll tell you what I know.

Even if it's things
you can't legally say?

Look, I'll dance on that line

best I can without violating my oath.

Dewar's okay?

Just fine, thank you.

♪ People lined up ♪

♪ All the way out in the street ♪

♪ Waiting for a chance ♪

♪ Just to say goodbye to you ♪

♪ Telling me what you meant to them ♪

♪ What I meant to you... ♪

Our squadron was dispatched to
Indonesia with a team of scientists.

Something about using rainforest plants

to help find a cure for new

antibiotic-resistant
strains of malaria or...

I-I... Who can remember?

Uncle Sam says you're going to
Asia with a bunch scientists,

you go to Asia.

Our job was to keep the scientists safe

and to secure the cooperation of the

local government while we were there.

Cahill oversaw that
branch of the operation.

Now, in exchange for
Indonesia's hospitality,

the U.S. agreed to train their
military's special forces.

Which were led by General Reza Putra.

I oversaw that branch of the operation.

Look, I taught his men everything from

weapons training to guerrilla tactics.

When do you get to the part about
slaughtering political dissidents?

Once we got back stateside...

Putra went after people.

Anyone who was opposed
to his increasing power.

And in the process, he
wiped out an entire village.

Civilians,

kids, elderly.

Innocent, good people.
He was indiscriminate.

Suddenly, he wasn't just some general

that we ran drills with in the jungle.

He was a war criminal.

He was committing...

just unspeakable acts.

Saddam Hussein, Noriega.

We were even friends with bin Laden
when he was fighting the Russians.

Wouldn't be the first
time America's been burned.

Still, if my connection to
Putra were to be made public...

it would derail everything
that my team and I

have worked for for the past few years.

All right? This source of yours

is after stolen records
connecting me to a monster.

She thinks you're the monster.

Well, then you tell her that she's
pissing up the wrong damn tree,

because I had nothing
to do with what Putra

did to those people. In fact,

the U.S. government
sent a team down there

to deal with Putra the
second they caught wind of it.

Well, something made Cahill

follow Anna Merrick onto that subway,

and something made
him jump off that roof.

I'm gonna get that drive
and find out what that is.

Well, I goddamn hope you do.

And when you find it,
you do the right thing...

and return it to me.

You seem to want this thing pretty bad

for someone who doesn't
know what's on it.

Well, I could say the same of you.

You want it bad enough to
send a team of mercenaries

in tactical gear after me.

I don't act outside the law.

The CIA does. Maybe you leaned on them.

I already told you I have no
involvement with that agency.

It'll be a cold day in
hell that they take orders

from a U.S. congressman.

Look, all I did was redirect you

to the Department of Defense
when you started poking around.

Is that who Snap,
Crackle and Pop work for?

Is that what you call them?

They wouldn't tell me their names.

Look, bottom line, Reacher...

regardless of my personal interests,

whatever's on that drive

is the property of
the United States Army,

and I just want to see it get returned

to the Pentagon where it belongs.

I'll find that drive.

And once I see what's on it...

I'll decide what to do with it.

He's probably gonna be a while.

That's okay.

John Sampson will not
drink from the well

when mourning his best friend.

All the same to a dead man.

Do you know what a Jonah is?

Among sailors, a Jonah
is the person on the ship

that brings nothing but misfortune.

Every time he comes on board,

bad luck follows.

You're a Jonah, Mr. Reacher.

Like my mother said,

trouble always seems to find me.

I hope you got what
you needed from John,

'cause I'd prefer it if
you stay away from us now.

Can I get a ride back to the hotel?

Fuck off.

We don't get a lot of walk-ons.

Yeah, car's in the shop. Had the
Lyft drop me at the bagel place.

Why is she looking at the ground?

She doesn't want cameras to
get a good look at her face.

This is taking too long.

She's definitely gonna get busted.

No, she's not.

Seems to be a problem.

You got to put the chip up.

Ah. See, this is what you get
when they've only got decaf left.

Have a good one.

Yes.

You can't just email distribution

and then hope that
they'll follow through,

'cause they won't. That's
why I have to be copied

on everything moving forward.

Okay? Okay.

Hi. Can you help me? Shannon Thomas.

I'm totally lost. I was
transferred here from the Pentagon.

I'm supposed to be taking
over for Anna Merrick.

Cheryl Brewster. So awful about Anna.

Did you know her?

Didn't have the pleasure.

Come on.

I'll get you set up.

Anna was so sweet.

But I guess you never really know
what someone's going through, do you?

No.

Embarrassed to admit I really don't know

what I'm supposed to be doing here.

I got reassigned last minute.

It's pretty simple. We're
converting physical files to digital.

Less space, less waste.

You'll be scanning
documents and uploading

them in our digital storage system.

It's busywork, but busywork
that pays time and a half.

Ah, yeah. This was Anna's workstation.

I know it's a little morbid,
but the productivity logs

are tied to the workstation
number... Blah, blah, blah.

I'll make sure someone comes
by to clean out her desk.

That's okay. It's fine.

Logging you in under Anna's ID

so you can pick up where she left off.

I'll switch it into your
name by the end of day.

All the files are numbered.

That's what you'll name
the file after it's scanned.

When you've scanned all
the files in the box,

drop the box and its contents

in one of the carts in the
hallway marked for incineration.

Then you start a new box.

Any questions?

Nope.

I think I got it.

Wait, isn't that the woman
you stole the badge from?

Fuck.

How fast does she eat?

I'm sorry, I must have
forgotten my badge today.

Name?

Jacqueline Reed.

Ma'am, your badge was
swiped in ten minutes ago.

What?

You got to get out of there.

They know you stole the badge.

Shit.

Excuse me, ma'am,
can I talk to you, please?

Ma'am, I need you to wait.

Yeah, I got her. She's right here.

Ma'am!

I need backup. We're
on the second floor.

Whoa. What's going on?

Oh!

Uh, is it good that she's running?

You! Hold it!

- Stop!
- Come on, hurry!

- Get back here now!
- Go!

- Go, go!
- Get out of the car! Damn it!

Let's do it the easy
way this time, Reacher.

No.

Keep him alive!

Break formation. Tactical dispersal.

What was your plan?

Uh...

maim you, shove you in a van,

ask you some questions.

No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Fuck. Fuck! Aah!

God!

Prick.

You're lucky I didn't throw you in, too.

It was just the one file.

Anna scanned it, deleted it
and sent it to the incinerator.

Never uploaded it

- to the government server.
- She must have

downloaded it to a jump
drive before she deleted it.

Yeah, that's what we're thinking, too.

So whatever's on that drive

is the only copy in existence

- by design.
- My sister's design?

More likely whoever she
was getting that data for.

If it contains the only copy in the

world of whatever documents are on it,

that drive becomes a lot more valuable.

Feels like whoever wanted it
is probably looking to sell it.

Or they don't want us
to see what they took

so we can't plan a defense against it.

Won't know till we know.

Let's hope we don't find out too late.

Okay, I'll see you in Philly.

We're almost back. Just in
traffic south of the city.

What is the point of nighttime

construction if they keep this
equipment in the road all day?

How long have you been stuck in traffic?

Couple exits.

But it gets really
bad in this bottleneck.

Can you see the next off-ramp?

Uh, exit 20.

Columbus Boulevard and Washington.

Plum, look up the nearest
subway station to exit 20.

Yeah, copy that.

What are you thinking?

Thinking I might know why
Anna got out of her car

and onto the subway.

- Tasker-Morris station.
- That's where Anna bought her SEPTA pass.

She was probably stuck in the same
traffic when she was bringing Lila

- the drive.
- So she took the first exit

after traffic got bad,

went to the nearest SEPTA station
and got on the next subway.

Anna had a clock to beat.

She was given a
deadline. Can you get off

that road and get to
that subway station?

Yeah, we're almost
through the bottleneck.

I'll meet you

at Tasker-Morris as soon as I can.

You good?

There's no way that
Ben's okay, is there?

We don't know that yet.

Do you think he's alive?

Come on. You're a city cop.

You've worked hard cases
before. You have instincts.

Is my nephew alive?

I've seen no evidence
that confirms Ben is dead.

I feel like I have no control

over anything that's happening,

and I have no power to stop it.

I'm spinning out, you know?

Hey. Hey. Listen to me.

I've been a cop 15 years.

I've seen terrible shit
happen to good people.

It's easy to get lost in the aftermath.

We don't have the luxury right now.

We got killers and
feds raining down on us,

and a case that doesn't
make any fucking sense.

We need you,

with your feet planted firm
and your head in the game.

So when that darkness
starts to wrap around you

and you feel like
you're about to spin out,

know there's people who care for you.

Myself included.

Oh, um...

you reminded me.

Took this from Anna's workstation.

I thought you should have it.

Thank you.

Figured nobody would have a
problem with turkey and cheese.

Everything okay?

We're good.

He's here.

Oh, shit.

I didn't get him a hoagie.

Oh. Sorry, man.

All right, so, this is where Anna came.

She was desperate.

You said she was at zero
hour, so break it down.

Let's assume we're right.

The OnlyFans woman was
murdered and her killers...

probably the Big Red
Machine... kidnapped Ben.

Leverage to get Anna to bring them

the drive instead of giving it to Lila.

"Get us the drive by a certain
time or we kill your son."

That's why she couldn't
sit in traffic anymore.

So she took the subway
to try to save Ben,

but that doesn't make sense, because...

Because what?

Uh, I don't know, man. Nothing.

I think what Plum is trying to say is...

we know your sister didn't
have the drive on the train,

and she couldn't save
Ben without the drive,

so by the time Anna got on the subway,

she already knew her son was dead.

No, no, no, no, no, no.
That-that doesn't play out.

Why would they kill
their bargaining chip?

Kidnapping's rarely a clean crime.

It's hard enough to control a child,
let alone a 250-pound linebacker.

So things broke bad
and Ben wound up dead.

I don't want to be
right, but I think I am.

How could she know Ben was dead?

She was probably getting
proof of life updates.

Phone calls, maybe a video.

Then they refused to do it anymore.

Anna was stuck in traffic,

missing their deadline
would be bad news for Ben,

so she called, insisted on
seeing he was still okay.

They wouldn't put him on the phone.

'Cause they couldn't
put him on the phone.

That's how she knew he was already dead.

So Anna couldn't save Ben,

why even get on the subway?

She couldn't stand to just
sit there after what they did.

She needed to avenge him.
She got to the off-ramp...

and she took it.

He's right.

When I saw Anna, she was a grieving,

distraught mother with a gun.

She wanted her pound of flesh.

From professional mercenaries?
She was a government clerk.

She didn't care. She probably grabbed
the black coat she had in the car

to cover the white shirt she
had on, hoping it would help her

sneak up on Ben's killers.

She probably brought the
gun to protect herself

and Ben after she gave
the drive to the kidnappers

so that she could get out of there,

but now she was just
using it to get payback.

But if she had a plan...

why would she kill herself?

What?

When I approached Anna...

I told her I was a cop.

She was smart.

She knew I'd have to arrest her,

and any hope for revenge would be over.

She already felt like
she failed Ben in life.

Now she was failing him in death.

The guilt and pain was too much for her.

You told her that you were a cop?

I wanted her to-to feel like

she was with somebody in
control when she was so clearly

out of control.

I thought it would
de-escalate the situation.

I wanted to help her.

I didn't.

The jump drive... Anna had
it when she left for Philly.

No way she was gonna let Ben's
killers get their hands on that drive.

So she got rid of it.

I think I know where she put it.

The mail that we found in Anna's car.

The only open letter was
that credit card offer.

I don't remember seeing
a return envelope.

You know, the kind that
has a "No Postage Necessary"

thing in the corner?

She mailed the drive,

and maybe her phone, before
getting on the subway.

- To who?
- To Lila.

So if Anna died getting vengeance,

at least Ben's killers would
be exposed by her story.

The fourth estate.

Last line of defense against tyranny.

So the thing we've been
looking for this entire time

has been at Lila's hotel?

It's the last place Anna
knew Lila was staying.

But Lila had to leave the
hotel after getting attacked,

before the drive was delivered.

Docherty.

Wh... You gave him your burner number?

Hey.

Okay.

Thanks.

They found Ben.

I'm so sorry.

I don't want him going
to the morgue alone.

- Plum and I will go with him.
- Yeah.

You meet Lila at her old
hotel. Get that fucking drive.

I'll let you know when I have it.

Lila? It's Reacher.

Can you check in the back?

We don't keep anything
in the back. Old mail

and lost and found stays up at the desk.

Can I talk to a manager?

Uh, Gene's in the
Poconos till next week.

He'll tell you the same.

Thanks for the help.

Is there any other place Anna
would have sent the drive to you?

It's the only place she knew.

I can't believe it wasn't there.

I got to get to the morgue.

- The morgue?
- Anna's son was killed.

- Body was just found.
- Dear God.

Mother and son.

Was it the same people
who keep coming after us?

Most likely.

Working theory is Ben was a pawn to
make Anna to bring them the drive.

So, I'm responsible for Anna's
death and that of her only child.

- What's wrong?
- We're being followed.

The men who attacked you at this hotel

must have been staking the place
out in case you showed up again.

What do we do?

Someone's got enough money for
an endless supply of assholes.

I need to find out who.

Come on.

- No!
- I'll deal with these guys

and meet you at the hotel.

The drive.

Left pocket.

Get it, then.

Unless you want to shoot me
here in front of all these people

and risk getting arrested the same day

you get the information
you've been after,

you get it.

Who do you work for?

Fuck you.

Aah!

Ow!

Answer my questions or
I'll take your other hand.

Aah!

Oh, shit.

Down here on the platform!

Hands up!

Show me your hands.

On the move!

We need backup on the
Tasker-Morris southbound platform.

Get guys on the exits now.

Hey.

A little help?

He didn't come this way.

I'll head east, you go west.

Thanks.

Hey, you know how to get
to the Liberty Gardens Hotel

through these tunnels?

Where did they find him?

He was found around 9th and Callowhill.

Who called it in?

A garbageman reported
a smell from a dumpster.

I'll give you a moment.

All Anna was dealing with...

she never called me for help.

Because she knew I'm just a...

glorified...

crossing guard with a badge.

Feckless, useless f-fuckin'...

meter maid.

I wouldn't have called me, either.

I have nothing now.

I am completely...

alone.

Can you hear me?

Rendezvous at Liberty Gardens ASAP.

Bennett, do you copy? Over.

Tyler?

Rendezvous at Liberty Gardens ASAP.

We're moving in on the Princess' tower.

Come on, Lila.

Shit.

You startled me.

- Did you get the drive?
- It wasn't there.

But Reacher is still very
invested in helping us,

so that's good.

- Okay.
- What's all this?

I'm going to make us soto ayam.

I can't eat any more American food.

Perhaps this day won't turn
out so terrible after all.

You're the officer who called in
the Mary Ellen Daniels murder, right?

Yeah. She was with Ben
Merrick the night she died.

It's all a part of a
larger investigation.

Well, I just received a wound
analysis you might be interested in.

It appears Ben's throat was
cut by the same type of weapon

Mary was killed with.

Don't move and don't scream.

Unless you want to end up like them,

tell us where the drive is.

Knives.

So no one hears a gunshot.

It's a curved knife.

It's called a karambit.

Used by practitioners of certain
martial arts in Indonesia.

Indonesia.

Philly PD!

Hands up! Hands up!

Don't you fucking move.

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