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Previously on Reacher. 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 you left with the

other night. Yeah, real names Mary Ellen Daniels. Do you have an address?

Whoever did this weren't amateurs.

It's not in the self-checkout's car.

Any idea why she ditched a perfectly good car? Takes a subway?

It's a work badge.

Name, Anna Merrick. Work address and nothing like Clarence. Well, at least we

know where we're going to next.

What the hell was Anna doing here?

Lutra and his soldiers were trained by an American Delta Force special.

John Samson. That tribe has the proof connecting Samson 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.

Know it.

Nolan! Nolan!

And

did

Mr.

Cahill exhibit any signs of distress?

No.

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?

Detective, 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.

I'm just dead, 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. Good enough.

Micah Norris.

Front desk is cold, sir.

News crews are arriving.

We've got to get you someplace else.

Well, it's no 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. Oh, for fuck's sake, Springfield.

I served with that man for 11 years, and I'm not going to leave him in a parking

lot underneath a tarp. John, there's nothing you can do for him now.

The press is going to want the quotes, and Nolan would have 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.

And then we have to just fall back and regroup.

I could use a beer.

It's 9 a.m. I know a third shift bar.

Thanks.

Thank you. I didn't know what kind of sweetener you liked, so I got sugar.

Splenda and sweet milk.

Sugar's fine, thanks.

And 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 playing 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.

Okay. Right? Sorry. Anyway, one of the paper cuts was a government-wide move

away from costly document stores, facilities, massive warehouses.

decades-old records between rental fees, maintenance.

They were really expensive.

Now, per the new law, most documents over 10 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're 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 to go away, they burn it.

That's why nobody's ever seen the original Warrant Commission report.

Burn it down.

Why not just shred them? Haven't you ever seen Argo? They can tape that shit

back together.

We gotta get in there.

We gotta see what Anna had access to. Install.

Hey, we don't know that.

Man, I'm not trying to take a shot at your sister, but if she was working at

the top branch government building and she left with a thumb drive that

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 a security gate, we definitely get caught.

I'm so sorry.

Oh, here, here, here, here. Oh, God. I'm so, so sorry.

Oh, my God.

Here's your stuff. I'm 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.

Please.

Two natty bows.

Thank you.

Nolan Cahill.

What the fuck?

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'd

previously commanded.

Because 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 assault cost to you.

But her son's still missing.

20 years old and very likely was 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 the best I can without violating my oath.

Tour's okay?

It's fine, thank 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.

Who can remember?

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

You go to Asia.

Our job was to keep the scientists safe and secure the cooperation of the local

government while we were there.

Cahill oversaw that branch.

Now, in exchange for Indonesia's hospitality, the U.S. agreed to train

their military special forces, which were led by General Reza Putra.

I oversaw that branch of the operation.

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 to 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 unspeakable acts.

Saddam Hussein.

Moriega.

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 Poocher were to be made public, it would derail

everything that my team and I have worked for for the past few years.

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 Poocher 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 Anamerica 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.

But bottom line, Reader, 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 going to be a while. It'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 does that preferred if you stay away from us now Can

I get a ride back to the hotel fuck off

I don't get a lot of lock on.

Yeah, car's in a shop. Had the lift 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.

That's a step too long.

She's definitely gonna get busted.

No, she's not.

Seems to be a problem. You gotta put the chip up.

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

Have a good one.

Yes. You can't just email distribution and then hope that they'll follow

through. Because 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'd be scanning documents and uploading them in our digital storage

system.

It's busy work, but busy work that pays time and ass.

Uh, yeah, this was Anna's workstation.

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

workstation number.

Blah, blah, blah.

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

It's fine.

Logging you in under Anna's ID so we can pick up where she left off.

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

All the files are numbered.

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

When you scan 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?

No.

I think I got it.

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

How fast does she eat?

Sorry, I must have forgotten my badge today. Name?

Jacqueline Reed.

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

What? You gotta get out of there. They know you stole the badge.

Excuse me, ma'am?

Can they 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.

What's going on?

Is it good that she's running?

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

No.

Keep him alive!

Break formation.

Tactical dispersal.

What was your plan?

Make me a Chevy in a van, ask you some questions.

No,

no, no, no, no, no, no!

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?

Well, 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. We'll know

until 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?

They keep this equipment in the road all day.

How long have you been stuck in traffic?

A couple exits.

But it gets really bad in this bottleneck. You see the next off-ramp?

Uh, exit 20.

Columbus Boulevard in Washington.

Flum, 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 septapad.

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

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.

You don't have the luxury right now.

We got killers and feds raining down on us in 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.

I 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.

You sure?

Oh, shit.

I didn't get him a hoagie.

Oh, sorry, Mom.

All right, so this is where Anna came.

She was desperate.

You said she was at zero hour. Go 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?

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. That doesn't play out. Why would they kill their

bargaining ship?

Kidnapping is 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.

Assistant on seeing he was still okay.

They wouldn't put him on the phone.

Because 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's 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 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 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 going to

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 mistake, lackluster defense against charity.

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.

Doherty. You gave him your burner number?

Hey.

Okay.

Think.

They found Ben.

I'm so sorry.

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

Plum and I'll 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?

No, Gene's in the Poconos until next week. He'll tell you the thing.

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 gotta get to the morgue.

The morgue?

Anna's son was killed.

The 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 the pawn to make Anna bring them the drive.

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

What's wrong?

We're being followed.

The men who attacked you at this hotel must have been taking the place out in

case you showed up again.

What do we do?

We've got enough money for an endless supply of assholes.

I need to find out who.

Come on.

to meet you at the hotel.

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.

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

Show me your hands.

We need backup on the

Tascamora cell phone platform.

Get guys on the exit, now!

A little help?

He didn't come this way.

I'll hit it if you go away.

Thanks.

You know how to get to the Liberty Gardens Hotel through these tunnels?

Where did they find him?

He was found around 9th and Tallow Hill.

Who called it in?

A garbage man reported a smell from a dumpster.

I'll give you a moment.

I was dealing with.

She never called me for help because she knew I'm just a

glorified crossing guard with a badge.

Factless, useless, fucking meter maid.

me either.

I have nothing now.

I am completely alone.

Shit.

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 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.

Don't scream.

Unless you want to end up like them.

Tell us where the drive is.

Knife.

So no one here is a gunshot.

It's a curved knife.

Called a karambit.

used by practitioners of certain martial arts in Indonesia.

Don't you fucking move.

I declare this whole world in a bad condition.

I declare this whole world in a bad condition.

I declare this whole world in a bad condition.

I guess I better make a move.

I better move.

I better move.

I declare this whole world is in a bad condition.

I declare this whole world is in a bad... condition I declare this whole

world's in a bad condition I guess I better make a move I

better move I better move

Now you see that politician

that claims that he's working for you but when he

asks you for a don't

He slips a dollar down in his shoe.

I declare this whole world is in a bad condition. I declare this

whole world is in a bad condition. I declare this whole world is in a bad

condition. I guess I...