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Previously on Firm.

Get down!

Get down here!

You left the program. That doesn't mean you're not in danger.

It's been ten years.

You're done, Robin.

I'm your defense lawyer, Sarah Mitch McDeer. Why would a 27-year-old

insurance broker kill a 71-year-old woman in her sleep? I didn't.

I'm not sure what you know about my firm. It's called Kinross and Clark.

What kind of work? All civil, all high level, except for criminal.

I'm not really looking to join a firm. I have eight good clients, but one of

those clients is Althea Sanderson, and she is a great client whose case is

about to settle. What do you want, Mitch?

I'm looking for an association.

You report to me on all of your cases.

I'm your boss from this day forward.

You joined a firm. I'm not kissing any asses.

Fair enough.

Does he know why we made him an offer?

No. He thinks we want a piece of the tour in case he found a client by the

name of Althea Sanderson. Of course, our real interest here hasn't changed.

Sarah Holt.

I have to see somebody first. Somebody knows the truth.

Five minutes.

That's what you said.

Then I'm gone.

He's my client.

You know who this is?

No. A woman is dead. Bottom line is the trail leads me to you and your company.

They'll kill me.

Hell, I'm already dead.

Mr. McDear, hotel security.

Open the door, please.

I thought you said you lost them.

Mr. McDear, open the door, please. I can't help you.

You can't help me.

Mr. Moxon. Martin.

Woody.

Mr.

McDear, hotel security.

Mr. McDear.

I don't have him. He might not have a job.

Ross won't be happy.

Well, at least Mark is dead.

McDeer just lost his only witness.

True.

That's not all he lost.

Boundaries? That's not a word you use in a law firm, buddy. That's a word you use

in couples therapy.

I'm serious.

I'm not your employee, Andrew. My firm is associated with your firm.

Meaning? Meaning I get a say in which cases I choose.

You can't just sum it.

You went to couples therapy?

Yeah, twice.

I mean, I tell you, but we're setting boundaries. Well, that's number one. I

get to approve my cases. Done.

Two,

I prefer to do criminal work.

Also done. Are we good? Because we're here.

One more thing.

I don't take meetings with guys who wear suits that cost more than five grand.

Is that a problem?

Not anymore.

Sorry we're late.

Russell Strickland, this is Mitch McDeer. Hello.

Thanks for coming. This is my son, Brian.

Hello. Hi.

Well, I know the three of you have a lot to talk about, so I'll leave you to it.

So, is this a criminal matter?

We don't know.

My girlfriend, Amy Sackheim, she's been missing for three days. The police have

asked Brian to come in for questioning.

Well, that sounds routine. I'm sure they just want to know the last time you saw

her. No, that's the problem.

I was with Amy the night she disappeared. We had a fight.

We've been together almost three years.

We were graduating in May, and I didn't want to lose her.

So I got it into my head that we should get married.

I got this ring.

I made a reservation at Sophia, a little French place near where I live, and I

asked her.

And she said no.

She didn't just say no.

She got upset.

She told me that we were too young, that I should have discussed it with her

first. They got into an argument.

Maître D asked us to leave.

Everybody was staring.

What happened outside?

Well, we walked to the car, but Amy... Amy wouldn't get in.

She wanted to be alone.

So she took my keys, and she said she was going home.

She left you there.

I only live a few blocks away. She knew I could walk.

Brian's car has never been found, and nobody has seen the girl for three days.

That's all we know.

When do the police want to meet with you?

11 o'clock tomorrow.

You think we should go?

Yes, I do.

By now, the police will already know about the fight.

And if you're telling the truth, then I would prefer to get out in front of

this. I am.

I loved her, Mr. McDeer.

So you're bringing in the son voluntarily? If we don't, the police

won't focus on anything but him.

Well, they're probably already doing that, honey. Maybe, but the kid did have

a plausible explanation, so it is our job to provide a new theory. I think he

killed her.

It's not helpful. That's just my opinion. You don't know anything about

this girl. Maybe she left town.

Or maybe she's seeing somebody else.

Suddenly Brian proposes, she doesn't want to tell him yet, so she skips town

with the new guy.

There you go. And they go to Vegas, sleeping in motels along the way, but

never long enough for anyone to notice.

Eating in truck stops and existing solely on their secret love.

That's a disturbing amount of detail, baby.

Okay. Thanks.

Yeah, well, for now...

I want this case to be your top priority.

What about your murder case, the woman? Sarah Holt. I'm seeing her later this

afternoon. You two, find me Amy Sackon.

Mr. McDare?

Brian.

What I told you wasn't all true.

Have a seat.

It was an accident.

We left the restaurant together.

Amy forced me to stop the car. I didn't want to, but she insisted.

I left her there.

I couldn't do it.

I loved her.

So I turned the car around.

I wanted to apologize. I wanted to cry. I wanted to say I didn't even know why

we were fighting.

I put her in the car to take her to the hospital.

She was gone.

What happened then?

There's a lake about two hours north.

My family used to go there when I was a kid.

I drove there.

I left Amy in one of the boathouses.

I sank the car in the lake. You have to go to the police.

Listen to me. If this was an accident, we have to tell them that now.

They will find the body and they will find the car, and when they do, they

will never believe you. I can't go to prison.

You can't tell my father.

Brian, you have to tell your father. You have to tell Amy's family. They deserve

to know what happened.

Brian.

Brian. Brian.

Brian.

I've been over the cases a hundred times. By law, everything Brian said is

protected by privilege.

He has a right to confide in his lawyer.

Okay, so we can't tell the cops. At least we can tell Amy's parents where

they can find her body.

No, we can't. Why not?

Because he's our client. We cannot incriminate him.

He's not our client, bro. You're the one who took the case. You work for my

office. The privilege applies to all of us.

Okay.

The body is in a location that can be connected to Brian. The body itself

could have trace evidence proving he killed her, which would lead to his car.

So we just sit here? Forget that. I'll go get the body myself, and I'll take it

to a hospital. And in the process... Get arrested for tampering with evidence and

obstructing justice.

We're obstructing justice if we sit and do nothing.

Okay, Ray.

See if you can find the boathouse.

Don't touch anything, but see if you can verify Brian's story.

Yeah, what are you gonna do?

I'm gonna get him to tell the truth.

We have to be at the precinct tomorrow at 11.

We will make the right thing happen here.

Remember to explain your answers.

Don't just give me names and dates.

Relax, Martin. Everything is under control. No, Alex. Things are not under

control. There are loose ends.

McDear works with us now.

He knows nothing about why we hired him. He thinks it's because of some tort case

he found.

How did he get our case in the first place?

Mistake. He was assigned by the court before we knew about it.

The better question is how did the girl get arrested?

We don't know it yet.

Her name is Sarah Holt.

McDeer is meeting with her now.

Well, I'm his boss.

Whatever he learns, I learn.

Now, is that all?

No.

We have another problem.

Do you need to be somewhere?

No, no, not until... until 11.

And tell me about the woman they say you killed, Margaret Whitaker.

I hardly knew her.

I have a new doctor here in D.C. I went for an appointment about a week ago.

We met in the waiting room.

You spoke to her first?

Yes. She was very sick. I could see that. I didn't know she was terminal at

that point.

It was just the two of you?

Yes.

And we started talking.

She said she was all alone, that her only son's a deputy sheriff who lived

two hours away.

She was very unhappy.

She wasn't allowed to be alone at night, and she said the woman from the hospice

who stayed with her was abusive.

That's the word she used? Yes.

It sounds crazy, but she asked me if I would maybe stay with her at night.

She said it wasn't much work, she'd pay well.

I said, yes, I'm a Christian woman.

I got there at 8.

We watched TV for an hour. I did some work on my laptop.

And then I took her to the bedroom.

I waited until she fell asleep.

And that's when I saw it.

It was so beautiful.

And I know it was wrong, but I put it on.

I heard the door opening.

Who are you?

Where's my mother?

You must be Eugene, Margaret's son.

I got a call from the hospice service. She fired her nurse. He went right

there. And he told you to stay while he checked on her?

I got scared. I just didn't want to be there to explain, so I left.

And when I got outside, I remembered the pendant.

It was a mistake.

I started to go back, and he came running outside with his gun drawn. He

said he found his mother dead.

I don't know how.

They can't honestly believe that I killed her for a necklace.

Hey, Claire.

Hey. You going to Ali's party on Saturday?

Yeah. Great. So am I.

And if you want anyone to talk to you there or ever again, you didn't see

anything.

It's not just any necklace, Mitch. It's worth over 50 grand.

Come on, Diane. She's an auto insurance adjuster with no record. She's a good

Samaritan. She's not a murderer.

She was stealing that necklace, and she would have taken more if the son hadn't

come home. You're wrong.

And you know this how?

Because I just talked to her.

I'm pretty good at reading people.

I don't see your case here.

Sorry, Mitch. You're not the only one who can read.

The ME's report just came in.

Cause of death was asphyxiation.

Margaret Whitaker was smothered to death.

Guess words out.

Oh, what's going on?

I just heard. You know the girl who's missing? The college student?

Amy Sackheim?

Apparently she's dead.

The guy who killed her just walked into a precinct and confessed.

You okay?

Yeah. I gotta go.

That's my client.

Detective?

Detective!

My name is Mitch McDeer.

I'm an attorney.

I understand you're questioning my client in connection to the Amy Sackheim

disappearance. He's represented.

Cannot interrogate him without... Hey, we didn't interrogate anyone.

Guy just walked in here spilling his guts.

Well, then I am invoking his right to counsel.

You cannot question him until I can see him.

You're too late anyway.

You told us everything.

I was supposed to meet him here this morning.

You got ten minutes.

Who are you?

I'm Mitch McDeer. I'm a defense attorney.

Good.

Looks like I'm going to be needing one.

What is your name and age?

Calvin Parker, 43.

And you live in Washington?

Your elbows are on the table.

And your posture is terrible.

I'm sorry.

You know what else is terrible, Calvin?

Lying. Saying you murdered Amy Sackheim when we both know you didn't. I did. No,

you didn't.

Why would you say that?

I think I know what I did.

Certainly better than some person I just met. A person with the table manners of

a chimpanzee.

Did you know Amy Sacco? Of course not.

I mean, only for a few minutes.

I picked her up in my car near some French restaurant.

She was hitchhiking in the rain.

Very dangerous.

Go on.

She wanted to go back to her dorm.

She had a fight with her boyfriend.

Something.

To be honest, I tuned her out.

I found it very impolite to be talking about another man in my car.

And so you killed her. Her voice was upsetting.

I pulled the car onto a side street. Which one?

I really don't remember.

And I strangled her.

And her body? It was thin, athletic.

What did you do with her body? No shouting.

We don't need to shout to be heard. Now, you're upsetting me. I need to know,

Calvin. If you truly did this, then where can I find Amy's body? I don't

know.

The Red Room.

I'd put her in the Red Room. The Red Room? What does that mean? I don't like

this. I don't like talking to you. So you just decided to confess?

Killers go to prison. Is that what you want? You want to go to prison?

I think it's time.

I think I need to be stopped, otherwise I might do it again. Does that mean that

you've done this before?

Yes.

Many times.

You're not... It's not acceptable to sit like that. You'll have a hump when you

get older. Is that what you want? A terrible hump?

Hey, Mom. I'm going to Julia's house after school.

Really?

Thanks for letting me know.

I am.

I mean, can I go?

I graded your test. Don't you want to know how you did?

Already?

92. A minus.

Second highest in the class.

Uh-huh.

Who beat me?

Heather Gamble.

What does that mean?

Nothing. Nothing. Look, I know she hasn't done as well as you in the past,

but she is a smart girl.

Yeah, right.

Thanks, Mom. See you later. Why do you do that?

Another student improves.

You should be happy for that. Happy for me as their teacher.

Whatever. No, not whatever.

Why whatever?

It's one test.

If you're jealous, then maybe you should... I'm not.

Okay, I'm not jealous.

Well, obviously. I think it's great, okay? Congratulations.

She cheated.

She cheated, okay? She had the answers written all over her arm.

How do you know that?

saw her okay but mom you cannot say anything mom please she cannot know that

i told you well i have to do something so he just walked in and confessed yeah

to multiple murders he can't even keep track of how many i've seen this before

bro i did time with a guy at brushy mountain he killed his entire family and

then some innocent dude took the credit you think he's crazy or he wants the

attention He knew details. He knew Amy was out walking in the rain, that she'd

gone to college, that she'd had a fight with her boyfriend.

So he reads the papers. I mean, all that stuff was reported.

Yeah, that's true.

He didn't seem to know where the body was.

We already know where the body is. That's assuming Brian is telling the

truth. Maybe he's lying.

Mitch, Brian wasn't lying.

He found the boathouse.

Echo Lake, two hours north.

And don't worry, I didn't touch anything.

Amy's here, just like Brian said. If she's there, that means Calvin Parker is

innocent. And crazy. But the police don't know that.

We need to find Brian.

If he tells the truth, then we can get Calvin out.

Mitch, you already have one client in this case. You can't have two.

Well, we have to do something. I'm not just sitting by while they charge the

wrong guy with murder.

Look, you want it, you take it. I don't give a damn about the rules, but what's

Russell Strickland gonna say?

Absolutely not.

He is disturbed, Russ. I don't know why he confessed, but I am satisfied that

Calvin did not kill Amy. You don't know that? Yes.

I do.

What?

Brian told you that he did it?

I can't answer that, but we did have a conversation.

I am so sorry, Russell.

I, uh... I can't find him.

I haven't seen Brian since our meeting.

He's not at home? No.

And he won't call me back.

If you're hiding... I'm not.

But even if I were...

You'd have to protect him. You're his lawyer. Listen to me. I promise you,

nothing I do will incriminate your son. But I feel obligated to help the police

realize that Calvin is not responsible.

No. To represent him, you are pointing the finger at Brian. I won't. You have

my word.

Now, if it comes down to that, I will withdraw and let another lawyer step in.

I said no.

End of discussion.

I'm doing it, Russell.

I am not letting some jaded public defender screw this up and plead him

guilty.

You want to fight me on that, you put in a complaint with the bar, and we will

air this out in a hearing.

I understand, Martin, and I told you we'd take care of it.

Why do you think he sniffs like that?

Does he have a cold or is he snorting half the coke on the eastern seaboard?

Well, if it's cold, he's had it for the last three years.

Could be a nervous tick. I suppose.

He does have reason to be nervous.

McDear met with Sarah Holt this morning.

Can you get an update?

Not yet. I called, but he's knee-deep in the stricken situation.

He has to pick a weight. The update can, but this can't.

When Sarah Holt was arrested, she had a laptop with her.

Her own?

No, it was provided by her employer, and let's just say it had sensitive

information.

Do you know what it is?

The material we care about is hidden.

Routine examination by the police won't reveal it, but our client wants it

secured. And how am I supposed to get access to it? It's an evidence lockup.

Then you steal it.

Or you pay someone to hand it to you, or you burn down the building.

I don't give a damn if you have to join the police academy.

Whatever you need, boss.

Andrew.

You may not know what's on that computer, but what you do know is more

than enough to take you down with the rest of us.

It's not just what I need.

It's what you need, what your wife and son need.

Are we clear?

Yeah.

Calvin Parker, 43, in a flaming ball of excitement.

He works as a tax evaluator for the IRS.

No wonder he wants the attention. He has a nameless, thankless job. There's a

thousand of him out there.

Where'd he grow up?

Right here in D.C.

Father was killed in Vietnam, raised by his mother.

She taught music over at a private school, very posh.

So she spent her day with kids who were rich and well-mannered, huh?

Well, that explains the whole...

Elbows on the table thing.

She wants her kid to act like them.

Probably made him crazy about it.

Literally.

Anything else?

Everything else is routine.

On the day Amy was killed, he went to the bank, got his car serviced at the

dealership. No red flags on his credit card. He's clean.

It's kind of creepy, huh?

Fifteen women.

Girls, really.

So this is how he knew about the cases.

He memorizes the details from the papers.

Yeah, the truth is it doesn't make perfect sense.

Some of these girls went missing for a while, but returned later unharmed.

Why does he put their pictures up here?

Because he's innocent and a Froot Loop? No way.

Half a dozen of these girls was murdered, and I'll bet my badge your boy

did it.

Unless you know something I don't.

Cops still think it's Calvin. They're not giving up. They will.

Look, we know Calvin didn't do this. We just have to find Brian.

I'm trying. My sources are all over it. Meanwhile, Amy's body's still sitting in

a boathouse, and her parents think she still might be alive.

Which horrifies me as much as it does you, but my hands are bound.

There's nothing we can do. We're out of options.

No, we're not out of options. Look, Ray.

You're a convicted felon. Do I need to explain to you why criminals need to

trust their attorneys? Hey, I took responsibility for what I did.

I didn't hide behind any technicality. It's not a technicality, Ray. It's the

law. Oh, you and your precious rules, Mitch.

How do you live with yourself?

What am I supposed to do? Let my emotions run me? Yeah, because we both

know how well that philosophy worked out for you. Meaning? Meaning your way got

you 15 years in a federal prison.

And yours got your entire family 10 years in witness protection.

At least when I went down.

I got to keep my own last name.

I mean, in a way, I feel responsible. I've been pushing this student to do

better, and I... You didn't drive her to cheat, if that's what you're saying.

Well, even if I did, I can't just look the other way.

I mean, I have to confront her, right?

Mitch?

I agree.

Maybe you could just let this one go.

Are you serious?

I'm just thinking about Claire.

I mean, she's spent her whole life moving around, and she's been

homeschooled. So?

So she's just trying to fit in. The last thing she needs is to rat out the

popular girl to her mom.

That's interesting.

What? You're all about the rules when it comes to your job, but mine... Stakes

are a little different, Abby.

Hey, are you okay?

When I was a kid, my dad, he drove this old truck, red pickup.

Thing had to be 30 years old.

Brakes were shot, no airbags, no suspension.

Half the time he drove it, it broke down.

And my mom, my mom, she had this rule.

Ray and I were not allowed to ride in that truck, ever.

That sounds like her.

I think it was a death trap.

One day, Ray and I were playing in the driveway.

My dad, he comes out, says he doesn't have to go to work for a couple hours

and to get in the truck.

We'd go for breakfast.

But the rule?

Didn't stop Ray.

He yelled shotgun and he jumped in.

Me, I wouldn't go.

What happened?

Nothing.

Nothing. Two hours later, they came back, dropped Ray off, and he went to

work.

My dad, he was killed that day.

Killed in an explosion in the mine.

It was his last day.

And Ray got to spend it with him.

That's the thing about rules, Abby.

It's more than what you do, it's who you are.

Some people are wired to follow them, others aren't. Baby, that could have

been Ray, who died that day.

Or you.

In an old truck with a half a million miles on it.

What'd you say?

I just don't think your dad should be... No, no, no.

About the mileage.

Abby, that's it.

That's it.

Where are you going?

I gotta call Ray.

I think you just got Calvin Parker off the hook.

Your Honor, the defendant is charged with a single homicide, the murder of

Amy Sackheim. But we ask you to note that he has confessed to several other

killings as well. Which you cannot prove.

And I object to your trying to sway the court with speculation.

Speculation? Is that a joke?

Your client told us about the crimes. We just haven't had time to investigate.

Your Honor, my client confessed to killing a dozen young girls, half of

which the DA knows full well are very much alive.

Is that your defense counsel?

He thinks he killed 12, but he only killed six?

He didn't kill anyone, Your Honor.

These are false confessions.

And why, pray tell, would an everyday tax evaluator want us to think he's a

serial killer? Because he is unstable, because he wants the attention.

Your Honor, Amy's parents are in the court today.

It's hard enough to face this tragedy, but now to be told it was all a sham?

I'm sorry.

But Calvin did not do this.

He can't even tell the police where to find their daughter.

A sidebar, Your Honor? Quickly.

Your Honor, the day before Amy Sackheim disappeared, my client had his car

serviced. What's the relevance?

Just listen.

Calvin says he picked up Amy in his car.

near a restaurant called Sophia.

That road is 29 miles one way from the dealership that serviced his car.

So? So the dealer registered his mileage on the odometer when they serviced it,

and the police also registered his mileage when they seized it.

The car had only gone 21 miles in total.

It's not possible.

He could not have been there, not in that car.

Okay, look, I admit that's a discrepancy. This is a lie.

His entire confession is a lie.

Mr. Hoberman, aside from the confession of the defendant, do you have any real

evidence connecting him to the crime? I feel confident that... Answer the

question, counsel.

Not directly? No.

Are there any other suspects?

We intended to question the victim's boyfriend, but that wasn't necessary.

Well, it is now.

You don't have enough to hold this defendant.

And so until you can find more, his charge is dismissed.

Bailiff, take charge. Mr. Parker, you will be released from inside. What did

she say? I strongly suggest you seek counseling, sir.

No, wait. Listen to me. You're making a mistake.

I'm a killer.

No, don't do this.

No, you will be sorry.

I need to be in prison.

I'm a killer.

Don't do this. Why won't you stop me? I need to be stopped.

Why won't you stop me?

So what are you gonna do, honey?

I don't know yet.

I mean, we've done enough in the last ten years to guarantee Claire a lifetime

of therapy. I don't want to do anything to make things worse.

I get that, but you also don't want to give her the impression that she's

running things, you know?

Claire! I need your help setting the table.

And this girl, Heather, she just gets away with it?

Maybe not.

When I was 19, I was in love with Jimmy Martucci.

Gorgeous. And he used to hang out at this place where I was working and

waiting tables.

And he was older, you know, like 21, and wouldn't give me the time of day.

I find that hard to believe.

Well, he was a tough guy, you know. Not a real one, but he thought he was.

And anyway, so one day I show up at work.

With my new Firebird.

I had saved my money for two years, and all of a sudden, Jimmy wants to know me,

and he asks, where did I get it? What's up, ladies?

Take those bowls to the table.

Hi.

And I don't know why, but I told him that I stole it.

The words just came out.

You did not.

From that moment on... Jimmy loved me. I was the bad girl of his dreams, and we

started hanging out almost every night.

Was it amazing?

Actually, it was the worst. He turned out to be a total moron, and his friends

were petty criminals, and I was just stuck, like, driving around with these

jerks trying to figure out how I'm gonna break it off.

And that's the problem with pretending to be someone you aren't. You have to

then be that someone.

even when you don't want to anymore.

So that was Strickland. Detective Doyle just called.

Police want to talk to Brian again.

Join the club. If you went underground, my people will find him before the cops

do. Maybe he's at the boathouse.

Why'd he go back? You don't think he moved the body, do you?

Maybe it's psychological.

He took Amy's body there for a reason, right?

He feels safe at the boathouse. Sometimes when people do horrible

things, they regress. They go back to the place where they felt secure as a

child. Okay, I keep thinking this, so I'm just gonna say it. But what if

Strickland found Calvin Parker?

What if he hired this crazy guy to confess?

Do you think that's even possible?

I don't know, but something's wrong, and I keep thinking that thing has to do

with Calvin.

Where'd he grow up?

D.C., single mom.

Went to a fancy private school, Wardell something.

The Wardell Fieldhouse?

Got it. His mom used to teach there. You know her? I've heard of it. It...

It shut down a couple of years ago. I worked with some people who used to

teach there. A lot of really good schools lost their funding when the

economy went bad.

Wait, wait.

Calvin said he put his victims in a red room.

This is Joanna Parker in the middle school music room. That must be his

mother. Could be a coincidence.

Or maybe not everything Calvin told us is a lie.

We appreciate the help.

I appreciate the hundred bucks.

I don't know what you boys are looking for.

The woman's been around this place for years now.

This is research for a case.

Well, this is it.

This here is the music room.

Look, you'll need this. I'll be outside if you need me.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Vivaldi.

I don't see anything here.

Maybe up here.

Bring that trunk over.

I need something to stand on.

Yeah.

Slide it over.

Ray?

Yeah, put your back into it.

I count, uh, Sifrani's all women.

No, he isn't lying. Calvin Parker's a serial killer, and I just let him free.

I don't understand.

How is that possible?

Calvin Parker kills women.

He, uh, he warned me.

He's so far gone, he can't even keep track.

That's why he confessed.

He read about Amy Sackheim disappearing, just assumed it was him.

Like all the others. So what now?

You heard him.

Calvin said we'd be sorry. It's only a matter of time before he does it again.

Mitch, it could be a young girl like Claire.

It's time, bro. If they want to disbar you, let them. They can't.

Lawyers are allowed to disclose to save a life. That's the rule, isn't it?

Do it.

Yes, 911.

I'd like to report a multiple homicide.

D.C. police are reporting the discovery of six bodies, all of them women, in an

abandoned school here in the city. Police are confirming they received an

anonymous PIP. The bodies are believed to be connected to Calvin Parker, the

man recently released by a court due to insufficient evidence.

Heather, could you stay behind for just a minute?

Heather, you did so well on the test.

I'm so proud of you.

Thank you.

I mean, I always knew that you had great potential, but this, I was really

impressed.

How did you do it?

Studying, I guess.

Well, I teach some of the other students who need help every Tuesday and Thursday

after school, and since you did so well, I decided to make you my very own

assistant.

I think you could really help them. Um, I'm not sure I can stay after school.

It's okay.

I called your mom, and she said it's fine.

She's also really proud of you.

Great. Great.

So today's Tuesday, so I guess I'll see you later.

Where'd you find Brian?

He was hiding at a youth hostel downtown.

Gracias, Ruben.

So what's the plan, Brian? You're going to run forever?

Because let me tell you, that is harder than you think.

I don't want to run.

I know.

Because if you did, you'd be long gone by now.

Look at me.

Was this an accident?

then I will be with you every step of the way.

This will not be okay until you face it, until Amy's home.

You know that.

I love you.

Then those blue skies fall.

Andrew Palmer.

Andrew, listen to me. I found something. I'm not sure what, but someone just

tried to kill me.

Mitchell, what are you talking about?

I don't know who they were, but I shouldn't talk on this phone. Hold on a

second.

It's McDeer.

He said someone tried to kill him. Keep him talking. We agreed he wouldn't get

hurt. Find out where he is.

Now!

Miss Buddy, where are you?