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It's called hypertrophic
cardiomyopathy.

In layman's terms,
it's a deterioration
of the heart muscle.

Vivian,

this can be very serious.

You wearing a wire?

It's not a wire.

It's a halter
monitor
for my heart.

I'd really appreciate it
if you didn't say anything
to anyone about this.

Ooh, Viv. You okay?

What's wrong?

Somebody get a medic!

We have a 37-year-old
African-American female

with a diagnosis of IHSS.

BP is 70 over palp.

Heart rate 110,
respiration 15.

Presented in A-fib but she's
alert and oriented times four.

It's 1:05 a.m. and
we're approximately

eight minutes out.
Over.

Got it, 782.

How bad's
her condition?

I'm not sure.

The doctor will know more.

When was she diagnosed?

Uh, when were you diagnosed?

A month ago.
What?

A month.

A month, a month, a month.

Just hang in there, okay?

Hey!

I locked the front door
and closed out the register.

Thanks.

Lucebella had a great
day today. Over $350.

Apparently crystals are back.

Agnes, honey, are you okay?

I guess that means yes.

Well, then,
I can head home

and you can stay
here and be brave

and in command.

Good night.

Hey.

Hey.

So what are we looking at?

Agnes Deschamps.

She's, um, 25 years old.
This is her store.

She sells New Age products
up front and she does psychic
readings back here.

She lives upstairs.
No one's seen her
for a couple days.

So who called it in?

Another psychic
that works with her.
She's on her way here now.

She could have saved
herself some time
and just told us where to look.

How's Viv?

Well, she's checked out
of the hospital, but, um...

she's still going to have
to have that surgery.

Hmm.

You been to see her yet?

No, not yet.

How's she looking?

She looks good, you know,
considering the circumstances.

Hey, Jack...

check this out.

Somebody didn't
like their reading.

SAMANTHA:
Yeah.

Each of the dates is an
appointment, when the client
came in for a reading

and their symbols relate
to what they talked about.

Okay, but there's no master
list? I mean, except for
these phone numbers,

there's no way to figure out
who any of her clients are?
No. I'm sorry.

Do you, uh, do you think
she was scamming people?

I never felt any
psychic energy from Agnes,

but she was good
with her clients.

She had an-an instinct for
discerning what they needed.

She may not have had the gift,
but she was trying to help them.

Do you think it's possible
that one of her clients, perhaps

whoever sent her this,

figured out that they were being
conned and got pissed off?

She was scared of something.

Because in five years,

she never asked for my help,

but about a week ago,
she came to me and said

she was involved in something

and couldn't figure out
what to do.

There's this man,

and he's angry with me,
you know, about what I did.

Have you talked to him about it?

No, I-I sort of wanted
to figure out how to handle it
before I talked to him again.

Okay.

Think about... why he's angry.

Now imagine yourself
on a road...

...moving away
from the anger.

Where's the road going?

I don't know.

I'm afraid I
don't know either.

There's a...

there's a dark cloud around you,

and I can't
see through it.
I'm sorry.

It's not your fault.

I just, um...
I'm wasting your time.

Let's try a candle.

See if it gives
us any guidance.

What have you got to lose.

Right?

I don't think she ever finished
the ritual, because she never
brought the candle back.

What exactly was she
supposed to do with it?

Carve his initials at the bottom

and then meditate
on the situation
while she was lighting it,

and when it had burnt out,
to bring it back
and I'd read it.

Okay, and she never told you his
name or anything about him?

No, but, um...

this morning I had a vision.

A vision?

A van,

and the energy was...

frantic.

I could feel Agnes' presence.

She was scared.

Um, does your vision come
with an I.D., a location...?

You know, is it past,
present, future...?

I don't know, but I think

it had to do
with that man.

Okay.

I'm not making this up,
Agent Spade.

We'll be in touch.
Thank you.

Agnes?
Yes, sir.

She's been missing
for two days.

You know, all
that mumbo jumbo,

it's a little weird, but
she's a good neighbor.

You ever see anyone hanging
around, anything strange?

Think about it-- I mean,
it could be something small.

About three weeks ago, I was at
the dentist in the afternoon--

my-my gums were sore--

so, I was just in the house
reading the paper and, uh,

I heard thumping.

Agnes?

Honey, you okay?

I'm going to get help.

No, no, Mr. Klumke.

Ow.
Uh, yes,

we need an ambulance at 4096

Hester Street
in Queens.

No, no-- no ambulance,
no doctor. I'm fine.

You're not fine,
and you pay your taxes

for moments just like this.

Yes. My neighbor fell.

They took her to St. Andrew's.

Kept her overnight.

She brought me chocolates

the next day.
Made some joke about
how clumsy she was.

But now you're
not so sure she tripped?

You say she's missing.
Yeah.

I'm thinking maybe what I heard
was her being pushed,

and somebody else running away.

Thank you, sir.

And you saw her once a week?

Agnes really
helped me
reach out to Glen.

Reach out...?

I missed him so much.

Agnes helped me talk to him.

Okay, according
to her files,

you were the last
client she saw.

Something happen
between the two of you?

Nothing between us.

We were talking
about Glen, like always,

and...

a man came in and ruined it.

And he's ready, Edgar.

Ready for you to let go.

But I don't want to.

I know.

But it's been nine months
and Glen wants you to move on,

to start doing
the things you love to do.

Remember how much
you love to paint?

But what will
I do without him?

When were you
going to tell me?

I am with a client.
I can't talk about this.

Everything was in place
and you screwed it up.

Agnes?

It's okay.

Look, I am sorry.
I couldn't do it.

Well, you should've
thought about that before!

Come back later, please.

Now is not a good time.

Agnes said the man's
arrival was a sign

of how the spirits were upset
because I wouldn't let go.

Uh, do you have any idea

who this man
that interrupted you was?

I don't know.

Since that time, I haven't
been able to feel Glen's...

presence, and...

You have to find Agnes.

I didn't get to say
goodbye to him.

Hello?

Hey, there.

How you doing?

Well, I never thought I'd miss

going through
credit card reports so much.

Well, then I could sure
use you here, because I'm
striking out on this one.

No Social, no bank accounts,
no records anywhere.

They're out there somewhere.

They're always
out there somewhere.

Right.

Hey, um, I was wondering if you
need a second opinion, uh,

'cause I got a name from my dad,

the head of cardiology
over at Pres St. Luke's.

No, no.

The doctor I saw at the hospital
agrees with Dr. Marsh,

so, uh, I guess I'm through
with the diagnostic phase.

Okay, okay.

Well, uh,

I just thought
I'd give you a call.

Is there anything else you need?

No, but thank you, sweetie.

Alright, well,
take care, Viv.

Okay, thanks.
Bye.

Bye.

How is she?

Uh, she sounded alright.
But you know how she is.

Right.

We found this
in a Dumpster

behind Lucebella.

What's all that
hocus
I'm not really sure.

She used it in some kind
of ritual. She was having
problems with some guy.

There's some initials carved
in the bottom. It's
either a P or a B,

but there's definitely
an L.C. here.

Hmm.

We have any family
or friends?
Not that we know of.

The best place
for us to start looking
is at her client list.

Samantha's interviewing
anyone we can track down.

I'll see if I can't conjure up
something on L.C.

Oh, hilarious.

Agnes Deschamps.
Here we go.

She came to the ER with a
hairline fracture of her radius,
concussion she stayed overnight.

Did you see this guy with her?
Nope.

It was a month ago.
I've seen a lot of patients.

Were her injuries consistent
with someone that took a fall?

Yeah, sure.

Ah. Now I remember.

Okay, the injuries
she sustained that night

weren't the only ones
she had.

Ms. Deschamps...
your arm, your leg,

there are other healed
bone breaks on the film.
I'm just clumsy.

Is somebody
doing this to you?

Nobody's doing
anything to me.

I can call the police.
They can help you with this.

Dr. Lee, I swear to you,
nobody's doing anything to me.

Is your arm okay?
Let me take a look at this.
Yeah, it's fine.

People's bones don't just
fracture for no reason.

So if it's not someone
doing this to you,

then I'll need to run more
tests, figure out why
this is happening.

Haven't you
done a bunch of tests?

That was just
for the fall.

Not tonight.

Ms. Deschamps,
I insist.

I really think...
Dr. Lee, please.

Not tonight.

Yeah, there's definitely
a tremor,

so I set up an appointment
with a neurologist.

She didn't show.
But he called me, said
he checked her CT scan.

Said there was
enlarged caudate nuclei.

And for the
medically impaired?

We can't be certain,
but given her other symptoms,

I think it's Huntington's.

What's Huntington's?

It's a hereditary
wasting disease.

It destroys your ability
to think and move.

Is it fatal?

Always.

A sickness?

That's what the dark cloud
was around her.

If she had a terminal illness,
we have to consider suicide.

Suicidal thoughts create
a really strong energy.

I couldn't have missed that.

Okay.

Did Agnes even know
she was sick?

You said she didn't go
to that doctor's appointment.

Huntington's is hereditary.

If she knew someone who had it,
had seen the symptoms,

she might have figured it out
for herself.

Her grandmother.

There you go.

Doctor said it would only hurt
for a couple days.

Shows you what he knows.

You know...

after I fell, I had this...

it was like a dream,
but I wasn't asleep.

What did you see?

A bird...

on what looked like
a wagon wheel.

What color was the bird?

White.

Somehow I knew
it was my grandmother.

You never talk
about your family.

I loved my grandmother.

The bird was, um, trying
to get away but she couldn't.

Her wing was broken
and she was trapped...

and alone.

And there was nothing
I could do.

Thank you for the, uh, ice.

Yeah. Sure.

Her grandmother
must have had it.

Agnes told me but I just
didn't know that's what
she was really saying.

What does a white bird mean?

It means sorrow.

I guess she had a lot
to be sorrowful about.

You know, we found
that candle in a Dumpster.

It had initials carved
into the bottom of it.

Um... L.C.

Do you have any idea
who that is?

She's a client,
but it's not a man.

And I don't think
Mrs. Countryman
would want to hurt her.

She was doing some sort
of candle ritual for me?

Yes, Mrs. Countryman.

Do you have any idea why?

Well, she might have felt guilty
about some mistakes she made

in my recent readings, but I...

What do you mean, mistakes?

We were having
some financial discussions.

This week, out of the blue,
she called.

You were on my mind, that's
all. I just thought
we should get together.

Nothing bad, I hope?

No, no, no, not at all.

Well, let 'em rip.

You're entering a new phase.

And, uh, you should
be open to...

Uh, I think I was wrong.

About what?

About your estate and, um...
that man.

My nephew?
Yeah, you see, I thought
the cards were saying

that you should put him
in charge, but they're not.

See, the knight still has
to prove himself to the lady.

But I'm supposed to sign
all the papers on Tuesday.

Don't sign anything, Luanne.

Not now.

I've made a terrible mistake.

I don't know how it happened,
but, um... I'm sorry.

She felt so bad,

she offered to refund the cost
of all my sessions.

How long had Agnes
been telling you

to put your nephew in charge
of your financial affairs?

The cards had been telling us
about three weeks.

Is that your nephew?

Yes, it is.

Was there
something

between Agnes and Greg?

Greg, someone saw you
threaten Agnes

two days before
she went missing, okay?

They don't know what
they're talking about.

That's a nice car.

When do you take delivery?

I know you put a deposit on it.

Unfortunately, it was two weeks
before Agnes told your aunt

not to give you
power of attorney.

Expensive car, eyewitness,
missing psychic...

It was Agnes' idea, not mine.

She came to me
three weeks ago
and she said

she could get Luanne
to put me in charge.

But then Agnes
just changed her mind.

Here's your $10,000 back.

I can't go
through with it.

But we are so close.
She was all set
to sign the papers.

Your aunt
is a good woman.

Be nice to her, she'll
make you trustee
of the estate anyway.

I thought you
needed $50,000.

I do.

Then take it.
Please, Agnes,
take this.

And I will get you the rest,
the whole 50, all up front.
Please.

I'm sorry, Greg.

I'm not going to change my mind.

So I took my money and I left.

What did Agnes need
$50,000 for, Greg?

I don't know.

You're going to have
to tell your aunt the truth.

She'll never trust me again.

That's probably good.

Technically,
you're not trustworthy.

I just don't think
we need to do this
now, that's all.

Well, how long
should we wait?

Until I have
another attack,

or right before
surgery?

Okay, there's no time
like the present.

Look, I just think
we need to discuss
a few things, that's all.

I mean, do you still
think your sister's

the right person
to look after Reggie

if something happens
to both of us?

She's got three kids
of her own now.
Well, who would be better?

My cousin Margaret.

Or Rosemary and Richard.

We could ask them.

Richard is a Mets fan.

Maybe we could get
Rosemary to leave him.

I just can't believe
this is happening.

What are you doing?

Hey.
That scorched head
came from a doll

that was only distributed
in three states:

Kentucky, Virginia
and West Virginia.

That's great, but I mean,

what are you doing
at Vivian's desk?

My computer froze.
Tech can't get to it
until tomorrow.

Oh.

Did I...
Did I do something wrong?

Well, you haven't said two words
about it since she collapsed,

Now I walk in and you're
sitting at Vivian's desk,

using her computer.
You think I'm being
disrespectful to her?

No, I think your selfish

and inconsiderate,
is what I think.

I'm sorry.

I, uh...
I think you're looking for
another reason to push me away.

Martin, I'm not.
I'm just really upset about...

Will you guys come with me? I
need you to check something out.

Sure.
In the tech room.

The Pittsburgh field office
sent us this.

It's footage of an abduction
at an Evermart last night.

Alright, you see that van?
Mm-hmm.

DANNY:
Keep your eyes on it.

Alright...

Back it up to where
they grab her.
Stop, right there.

That's Agnes.
Mm-hmm.

We don't have any footage
of her inside the store,

so we don't know if she
was being followed.

The plates on the van
are from West Virginia.
2H7, is that all?

DANNY: Yeah, the only light
is coming from the van.

I've got West Virginia DMV
running that sequence

against all registered vans
in the state.

The police report had an
eyewitness named Hilda Cahill.

She's the one who alerted
security. I have her waiting
for us.

And who's that?
MARTIN:
We haven't I.D.'d him.

What if she pulled a scam that's
what the 50 grand's about.

She had to pay some people back.

So this is what,
them catching up to her?

Well, they're a long way from
New York and this was almost 30
hours after she went missing.

Maybe they had her
the whole time

and this is her attempt
at an escape.

Who is that man?

I don't know.

You don't know?

You told me about a van.
Here it is.

Either you're involved, or you
are a psychic, and that part I
find very difficult to believe.

I don't know who this man is.
Then how did you know
about the van?

I just do.
Look...

You're dealing with some very
difficult things right now.

A sick friend.
And it's causing you
to think about a problem

you're having

with "M."

Tell me who the man
in the picture is.

I wish I knew.

WOMAN:
I'd be happy to help,

but I already told those other
police everything that I saw.

We're sure you did.
We're just trying to confirm
a few things, that's all.

Okay. Well, for that poor girl,
anything I can do.

JACK: Why don't you start
by telling us what happened
that evening.

Now, according
to this police report,

you were, uh, shopping
at the Evermart.

They were having a sale
on towels-- two for one--

and I was walking
in the parking lot

back to my car,
but I couldn't find it.

And it's not because of
my vision-- I have 20-20--

it's that, I'm sure in
part of the parking lot,
all the lights were out.

It was so dark.
It made me nervous.

And then I heard her scream.

And she was gone before
I knew what had happened.

Were you able to get a look at
the man, who grabbed her?
No, I'm sorry.

It was just,
you know, so dark.

You know, if you
ask me, you know,

I think that this is
Evermart's fault.

Why do you think that?

Because if they had
fixed those lights,

this wouldn't have happened.

Alright. Now, the woman who was
grabbed in the parking lot,
is there any possibility

that you saw her
in the store before?

No. I-I don't remember her.

But now that you mention it--

she had a shopping bag.

So, the shopping bag, did
you see it on the ground?

I mean, it was dark,

and we didn't see it on any
of the security tapes.

Oh.
Right.

Oh, I...

I'm sorry, it's just
all this talking.
I must be, you know, confused.

Oh, we don't want
you to be confused.

Now, what are you, what are
you confused about?

Well, I...

I must not have
seen the bag.

Right.

I tell you what, um...

I'll get you a cup
of coffee, alright?

Ah, thank you.

DANNY:
Hey.

Hey, sorry, bro.
My computer's still down.

Ah, mi computer, tu computer.
Ah, bueno.

How'd it go with
the eyewitness?
Uh... she's a moving target.

What have you found?
There's not a single van
in West Virginia

with a 2H7 sequence
on its plate.

Stolen plates?

No, I don't think so.

I cross-referenced every plate
with that sequence

with all the residences
that have a van.

I found one match,
a house in Greenville.

There's at least a hundred
registered to this address.
What's the story?

Not sure yet,
I got a data-dump on all the
people that own the cars.

One thing's sure, not
one is gonna get
a key to the city.

Extortion...
embezzlement, transportation
of stolen property,

extortion, extortion, extortion.
Mm-hmm.

Alright, one of them is on
the major crimes watch list.

Who's that?
Mark Conway.

Yeah, I got him right here.
What'd you do,
Mark Conway?

Well, other than, uh, extortion
and embezzlement,

he's suspected of being part
of a clan of travelers--

a Gypsy family group.

You know, maybe all
the people at that house
are part of the clan.

The eyewitness. Hilda Cahill.
The whole time that Jack
and I were talking to her,

it was as if she was trying to
guess what we wanted her to say.

She have a car on that list?

Nope.

Well, check out
Carla Callahan.

Aka Heather Callahan,
aka Heather Cahill.

Aka Hilda Cahill.

She's one of them.
Mm-hmm.

Hilda, I'm sorry, Heather.

Wait, Carla.
Okay, I'm confused.

Uh... why don't you tell me
what's really going on?

I'm sorry, I don't know what
you're talking about.

You know what else
you don't know?
Who you're talking to.

I'm FBI.
If I want to,

I can make your life
a living hell.

Do you understand that?

Do you understand
that, Hilda?

Tell me what I want to know.

MARTIN:
His name is Patrick Orton,

or Patrick O'Connell,
or Patrick something else.

The list goes on and on.
You know, P is one of
the initials on that candle.

And he's got a 2002
Dodge Ram, registered

to the house
in Greenville.

That's where the, uh, 2H7
license plate on
the van came from.

The cops checked out the house,
but nobody was there.

Now, this

group or clan, they, uh,
move east and west

along I-64, running scams
in towns along the way.

For example,
they blow out a light
in the parking lot,

stage an abduction, then
the victim threatens to sue

the store for
inadequate security.

It all gets settled
out of court.

Do we know how Agnes
got involved?

Well, Danny's interviewing
Ms. Cahill right now.

Hopefully,
she can tell us.

You're smart. You're trying
to figure out all the angles,

but sometimes smart people
complicate things.

This is simple.

All I want to know is
what Agnes is doing
with you guys-- that's it.

You tell me that,
and you're done.

That's it?
That's it.

She's my niece.

Her real name
is Margaret.

What else?

What else?

She stole $50,000
of the family's money

when she ran away from home
seven years ago.

Okay, I'm going to need you

to write down the names
and the aliases

of all the people involved
in that fake kidnapping.

You told me we were done.
I lied.

Here's the part where I have to
tell you you're entitled
to that one phone call.

I think I'll take
that one phone call.

I'll get a phone.
Excuse me.

Alright, give her a phone,
capture the number,

but don't let the call
go through, okay?

Jack, look what I got.

Hilda dialed a cell phone,
and it pings off a tower

150 miles west of their home
base in Greenville.
Whose phone?

No idea. It's registered to an
alias, and the bills, they go
to a post office box, so...

Are we tracking it?
Yep, it's going towards
Greenville.

Maybe we can catch
them along the way.

This clan makes a living off
selling defective RVs.

What do you say
we buy one?

Set up a sting.

Great.

Think our mark just showed up.

You ready?

Yeah, I'm ready.

Howdy.

I'm Jack, I called you.

Patrick Conway.
Nice to meet you, Jack.

Nice to meet you, Patrick.

That's a, uh...
that's a nice-looking RV.

Looks new.

Why do you
want to sell it?

My daughter just had a baby.

And now that we
got a grandson,

the wife didn't want
to go anywhere.

Well, you know what, Patrick?

I think I can help her
out with that.

FBI.
Freeze!

Put your hands up, put 'em
on the hood of the RV.

Up against the car.
Come on.

Spread your legs.

That looks like a lot
of people I know.

Look, I don't care about
your Evermart scam, okay?

I just got to find Agnes,
or Margaret

or whatever you call her.

Why?

Because she stole $50,000
from you,

and I don't know what you would
have done to get it back.

You think I hurt her?

She broke from the clan.

She's still my daughter.

She's your daughter?

She ran away with some... kid
from outside, seven years ago.

That's why
she had to make it right.

It's a little over $7,000.

That's a long ways
from fifty.

I know, Daddy.

But if I showed up
with fifty, would you be
any less mad?

Probably not.

I was 17.

And Lester, he...
he told me

a lot of stories about what
life would be like in New York.

What was it like?

For Lester,
I bet it was great.

He skipped
with all the money

about a week
after we ran away.

I wanted to call you,
but I couldn't.

I knew how mad you'd be.

I kept thinking
about how much I let you down.

I've missed you so much.

I thought about you
all the time.

I even ate a piece
of red velvet cake

on your birthday every year.

Since your grandmother died,
nobody makes it anymore.

That's all the money I've saved.

:
But I want to come home, Daddy.

Please?

Daddy, I just,
I need to come home.

If it were up to me...

But there's the clan.

Price must be paid.

You know the rest.

Yeah, you made her
fake an abduction.

I think flowers
would have been
a nicer homecoming.

You're not one of us.

You wouldn't understand.

She has Huntington's.

You know that, right?

Listen to me.

Like I told you,
I don't care
about your scam here.

As far as I'm concerned,

I don't know
anything.

I just want
to see your daughter,

to make sure
she's okay.

I'll bring her to you.

You know, I have
a feeling she's nearby.

Why don't you just, um,
why don't you just call,

have her brought here?

Come on, baby.

This is, uh, Jack Malone.

He's with the FBI.
We got to talk
to him, okay?

Hi, how you doing?

Patrick, why don't you come
over here with me. Come on.

You okay?

I'm fine.
Why wouldn't I be?

Well, you owed him
a lot of money.

I'll make good on it.

Your father knows
you're sick.

You told him?

Mm-hmm.

You need to see a doctor.

Have you ever seen anyone die
of Huntington's?

No.

Their arms and legs,

they jerk around
like they're trapped

and trying to get away.

No talking.

No laughing.

And it takes a really long time.

When I fell down the stairs,
I knew it.

I couldn't do this on my own.

My family will stay with me.

Who else would do that?

No one.

You take care.

It's gonna
be okay, baby.

It's gonna be alright.

Let's go.

Hi.

Agent Spade.

I just wanted to make sure
that you heard about Agnes.

Yeah.

A gypsy. Huh.
Who knew?

You could have just called me.

Yeah.

The thing is, I was, um...

Well, I was thinking
about all of those things

that you said, and, uh...

I should probably go.

Would you like a reading?

Yeah.

Yeah, I would.

Okay.

How's Reggie?

He's a pain in the ass.

Why is that?

I think he's, you know,

a bit sick of myself and Marcus
being around the whole time.

Yeah, like most teenagers
are like that.

Look, I'm sorry I left you
shorthanded.

Hey, it's not a problem.
We got it covered.

Really?
Mm-hmm.

You look like you
could use some sleep.

Well, nobody minds putting
in a few extra hours
till you get back on your feet.

I collapsed,
so we didn't have a chance

to talk about what's going on
with this.

No.

I understand if you need
to fill the chair.

It's not necessary.

I'm just saying it's okay.

I know.