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[women chatting]

[Sabrina]: Pick up the pace, Hailey.

We've got to get in shape

if we're going to hike Mount McKinley.

If you're going to hike Mount McKinley.

Oh, come on, it'll be fun.

Clear your head...

-Get out in nature... -[breathless] Okay...

What were you saying about your patients?

Oh, yeah.

So I just feel like none of them want therapy anymore.

They just want dating advice.

Yeah, I feel the same way about my patients,

especially the younger ones.

I mean, it never used to be this complicated.

Doesn't anyone meet in line getting coffee anymore?

No, not since the last millennium.

It's not that easy out there.

I would know.

Oh, please. You date all the time.

Yeah, thanks to the Internet...

Oh.

But I think it might be time to take my profile down.

Oh, really? You met someone?

I think so.

Well, tell me!

Not yet. It's only been two dates.

When's the third?

I don't know. Soon, hopefully.

I think I'm going to take him here.

To Diamond Horn, our secret trail?

You must really like this guy. Who is he?

Oh, he's into hiking too.

He's so sweet and romantic.

What does he do for a living?

I don't know yet.

Wait...

isn't that the first question you ask?

He wanted to wait

until we got to know each other as people,

not, you know, bias ourselves with the practical things.

Right, so, in other words, he's unemployed.

Ha, ha.

See, you don't have to worry about dating.

You've got Jonas.

Okay.

No, I'm not ready.

Come! Come, come, come!

Come on, come on, come on!

Oh, Sabrina...

Okay... Whoo!

[they giggle]

You're right, though.

You are the king of lasagna.

So my Italian cooking instructor told me.

When did you take an Italian cooking class?

When I spent a summer in Italy after medical school.

Well, aren't you full of surprises?

Have you ever been?

No, I went from college to law school,

and straight to the D.A.'s office.

I never had time to travel,

and even less now that I'm a therapist.

You'd love it.

I'll take you someday...

or maybe we can just go to dinner tomorrow instead.

How about that new Mexican place?

Viva Mexico?

That sounds like a plan.

[laughs] Ah, I should go.

I have an early morning.

Oh, I saw Danny today.

He asked about you.

Danny?

You know, Danny Morgan?

Police detective and old friend of yours?

Yeah, I know who you're talking about.

Yeah, you should give him a call.

I think he misses you.

[Hailey]: Hey, Mom. Sorry I'm late.

I had a patient who needed a sympathetic ear,

so I let the session run longer than usual.

Oh!

Sorry, am I interrupting something?

No, no, no, Hailey.

This is my friend Georgina Radley

from the piano teacher's association.

It's nice to meet you. I've heard so much about you.

Nice to meet you too.

I'm so sorry to trouble you like this.

I shouldn't have dropped in unannounced.

No, no. Nonsense.

I just didn't know what else to do.

Well, maybe we can help.

[tearful] It's my daughter.

She's gone missing.

I haven't heard from Miranda since Friday.

It's Monday.

She hasn't been to work. She hasn't been home.

I'm sure there's an innocent explanation.

Have you been to the police?

Yes, and they were very kind to me,

but they haven't found anything.

Have you spoken to her friends?

With her roommate, Lisa.

She doesn't know where Miranda is either.

Her cellphone's going straight to voicemail.

Did she say anything to you the last time you spoke?

We mostly talked about work.

She felt guilty

she recommended something to her readers

that was defective.

Her readers?

She writes for Active Atlanta.

It's an online fitness magazine.

Miranda is their product reviewer,

testing fitness clothes and so on.

She's been called an "influencer"

in the Atlanta fitness scene.

She's doing so well.

Now, we talk every day.

It is so unlike her to disappear.

Did she say anything about going out of town?

Maybe for the weekend?

Would you go out of town and not tell your mother?

No, I wouldn't.

I know this is not a small favor to ask,

and I know you don't know me at all.

I thought you might still have friends

at the police station

from when you were at the D.A.'s office.

Oh, Hailey would be happy to check in with them for you.

Right, Hailey?

Of course. I can ask.

Thank you.

When I told Jonas I hadn't seen you in a while,

I meant more like

we should grab a coffee or something.

Yeah, we can do that

while you tell me what's going on

with the Miranda Radley case.

[Danny]: Monty?

-Hi, Hailey. -Hey.

I'll leave you guys to it. Don't be a stranger.

Wow, the board has multiplied since I was here last.

It can't all just be missing person cases still?

It is.

We can barely keep up with them all.

So Danny tells me that you know Georgina Radley.

How is she?

Worried sick. Which one's Miranda?

Here.

Last seen leaving work.

The online fitness magazine.

Exactly.

She was last seen leaving work at 5:30 p.m.,

wearing jeans and a denim jacket.

She was supposedly on her way to meet her roommate

at Slate's Gym, right there...

but she never showed.

Did you find out why?

No, but her car, a silver Corolla,

isn't at her home, her work, or the gym.

We've checked all the hospitals for Jane Does. No match.

Do you think her mother's worrying for no reason?

Well, to be honest, Hailey,

there's nothing really suspicious

about Miranda's disappearance.

Her boss even got an email from her

asking for a few days off same day she went missing.

Really?

Her mom didn't mention that to me.

She didn't know anything about it,

not until I told her.

So either Miranda's plans suddenly changed,

or she lied to her mother.

Well...

It wouldn't be the first time

that a daughter didn't tell her mother

everything about her life.

And she didn't tell anyone where she was going?

Not so far.

I spoke with her roommate, Lisa Thompson.

She doesn't know anything either.

[Hailey]: Fincher, thanks for meeting me.

Though shouldn't you be working your day job?

You know, investigating for the D.A.?

I'm never too busy to meet you.

You know that.

It may all come to nothing,

but I just feel so bad for Georgina Radley.

She's so worried about her daughter.

No problem.

A little birdie told me

you might need a little backup on this one.

Ah. Danny called you.

I promised not to say anything.

You're a good friend, Fincher.

Hailey Dean?

Hi. I'm Lisa Thompson.

I'm sorry to head you off like this.

I'm just not allowed to have any visitors at work.

Oh, no worries.

This is my associate, Fincher Garland.

Hey. Thanks for meeting us.

Happy to.

Do you still have time for a cup of coffee?

Sure. Come this way.

You don't seem worried.

No.

Miranda asked our boss for a couple of days off work.

It seems innocent enough.

So you work and live with Miranda?

Mm. Yeah.

We met at work about a year ago.

Has Miranda ever disappeared like this before?

No, never.

It's work, the gym, and then home...

though she has been going out a lot lately.

Where was she going?

Uh...

You know, I've had roommates before,

and sometimes it felt like I knew more about their lives

than my own.

I don't really know anything.

I'm sure Miranda's okay,

but just in case she's not, we're here to help.

Well, I didn't want to tell Mrs. Radley anything

because if Miranda hasn't, then...

I really don't think it's my place.

Tell her what?

I think Miranda was seeing someone new.

You said "was" seeing?

Yeah, about two months ago,

she started acting different,

you know, happy and confident,

and then a month ago,

she just went back to her usual shy self.

She didn't tell you why?

No.

Miranda never liked talking about herself,

which I never understood.

She's so amazing.

Look.

Wow, she's into all this?

Yeah.

Extreme sports?

She loves to be outside.

She's always challenging herself.

So take us through the last time you saw her

on Friday.

I was supposed to meet Miranda around 5:00,

at the gym.

Okay, which gym?

Oh, Slate's Gym.

You know, the big one across from the aquarium.

But you didn't leave together.

No.

She got a message on her phone.

Like a text message?

No, it was from a dating app.

You know...

it's, like, a dating website, but it's on your phone.

It's called PenguinMatch.

Everybody I know is on it,

and if you want a real relationship,

you use the app.

[car lock beeps]

Sabrina?

[Sabrina sighs]

What's the matter?

I think my computer has a virus.

Couldn't get into some of my patient files.

Don't worry, I know someone.

I can give him a call.

Have you ever heard of a dating app

called "PenguinMatch?"

Yeah. Why?

My mother's friend

has a daughter who's gone missing,

and the only thing new in her life

seems to be this dating app.

She's probably off with a new boyfriend somewhere.

That's everyone's opinion except her mother's.

[snorts] Understandable.

I've never heard of this app.

I met my new guy on this.

Third date guy?

You met him on an app?

Mm-hm. It's so great.

It's so smart and simple

and just cuts through the clutter.

Really? How does it work?

You set up a profile with your interests

and the qualities you're looking for.

So if you're looking for someone

who likes to be outside, for example...

Like you do.

Then you'll only match

with people who share that interest.

So it's like every other dating site.

Not quite.

This one's only for your phone,

because it pays attention to your geography,

the theory being that the best match for you

is among people who like the same things you like,

or live and work the same places you do,

and then it tells you about potential matches

when they come nearby.

Hmm... that sounds a bit weird.

It's no weirder

than striking up a conversation in a bar

with some stranger.

I suppose.

And this is actually safer.

I mean, the app lets you chat through it first,

so there's no phone numbers, no photos.

Then you decide when and where to meet.

And what if you don't want to meet?

Oh, that's no problem.

You can just block the person

you don't want to chat with again,

and there's only first names on the site.

So if you don't ever meet the person,

there's no chance

of some awkward real-life moment.

That's you.

Call me old fashioned,

but I still believe in fate over technology.

So do you still have the app?

Maybe I can find Miranda's profile on it.

She might not have used her real name.

Most people use nicknames before they meet in person.

Yeah. No, I'm not gonna be able to find it this way.

Then I'm gonna have to go straight to the source.

Wow.

This isn't like any office I've ever worked in.

Open concept, let ideas flow,

break down barriers...

You know, you've got to have some barriers up sometimes.

Don't want to hear

your neighbors chewing their food.

Hi.

We'd like to talk to someone in charge, please.

Mm-hm.

Thank you.

Oh, I read about this guy.

Wade Braden.

Some kind of computer wonderkid,

developing apps in his parents' basement

with his best friend.

Then he hits it big.

With PenguinMatch.

Mm-hm.

Became an Atlanta A-lister almost overnight.

[Woman]: Hi.

I'm Jessica Marsand.

Can I help you with something?

Hi. I'm Fincher Garland,

investigator with the D.A.'s office.

Hi.

Hi. This is Hailey Dean.

I wanted to ask you some questions

about an active investigation.

We need to see the records from one of your clients,

a Miranda Radley.

I'm very sorry,

but our clients' privacy is something

that we take very seriously.

[Fincher]: Oh, of course.

We just need your help finding a missing woman.

I'd really love to help, but my hands are tied.

I can't give you any information

without a warrant.

Where's the founder, Wade Braden?

Um, I'm afraid Wade can't be disturbed right now.

We have a very important investor coming this weekend,

and we're just scrambling to get everything done, so...

Is that what all the filming's about?

Yes, we're shooting success story videos today,

couples that have found each other on the app

and since gotten married.

They found their one true love, thanks to us.

Oh, so it really does work.

Yeah.

Penguins mate for life. So do our users.

So, what exactly do you do here?

I'm the President. I deal with the day-to-day.

A lot of Wade's time is taken up with investors,

so I'm usually on my own here.

Oh, you were the friend he developed the app with.

In Wade's mother's basement.

The story is true.

Do you miss those days?

I mean, it wasn't glamorous, but it was fun.

Just me and Wade, living off ramen noodles,

dreaming about the future.

[Fincher]: Well, looks like your dreams came true.

[Jessica]: Yeah.

We are the lucky ones.

It's hard on a friendship to work so closely together.

Yeah, well...

we make a good team.

Well, he's lucky to have you by his side.

I'm sorry that I couldn't help you,

but you should come back when you have a subpoena.

Well, thanks for your time.

Oh, do you have a ladies' room I could use?

Sure. There's one right back there.

You'll see yourselves out?

Yeah.

Hi.

Uh, hello.

Did we have a meeting scheduled?

No.

Then I'm sorry. I have to ask you to leave.

Alicia?

I need to ask you about one of your clients...

Let me get my partner, Jess...

Who's missing,

and I'm hoping the app can help find her.

I'm sorry to hear that,

but we guarantee our clients' privacy,

so maybe you should go to the police.

Her name is Miranda Radley.

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She's been missing since Friday.

Sorry, who are you?

I'm Hailey Dean. I'm a friend of Miranda's.

I really need your help to find her.

You know her.

Alicia!

Ms. Dean was just leaving.

Mr. Braden...

You can see yourself out,

or we can have security escort you out.

It's your choice.

Sorry.

I hope I didn't get you into any trouble.

Oh, it'll be all right, but thank you.

I'm sorry your friend is missing.

Yeah, I just worry about her mom.

She's beside herself.

I can't imagine what she's going through.

No.

Yeah. I...

just know that she was dating through PenguinMatch.

I was hoping that your boss would help me,

but I guess he doesn't have a daughter.

No, he doesn't.

Then we can't expect him to understand.

Thanks.

Let me guess.

Wade hid behind the privacy policy too.

To the letter.

So this was a bust.

I hope not.

Hailey, what did you do?

Actually, on second thought,

don't tell me. I don't want to know.

Miss Dean.

I shouldn't be doing this,

but if it was one of my girls...

I don't have access to the full files,

but I did manage to find

the last place Miranda Radley was logged into the app.

You have just restored my faith in my fellow human.

I hope you find her safe and sound.

Thank you.

She went to a convenience store?

That's not exactly my idea of romantic rendezvous.

No, there's something else going on here, Fincher.

I've got to find out what it is.

You know, dinner dates usually involve dinner,

like our reservations at Viva Mexico?

We'll make it. I just want to stop here first.

You want to stop at a convenience store

on the way to dinner?

Dare I ask what's going on?

This is the last place

Miranda logged in to her dating app,

which could mean she was here to meet a date.

Hailey...

I'm not so sure we should be getting involved like this.

We should let the police handle it.

We're not doing anything illegal, Jonas.

It'll just be a minute.

Does anyone ever say no to you?

Excuse me?

Hi.

I'm looking for a friend of mine.

Let me just check the Lost and Found.

She would have come in last Friday.

Do you remember seeing her?

I don't get paid enough to remember people.

She's missing.

We're very worried about her.

Let me see.

Maybe...

Yes, I remember her.

She wouldn't stop smiling.

She bought two bottles of water

and then stuck $20 into the donation bin.

[Hailey]: Did she say anything to you?

She said that she thought

everyone should be as happy as her.

Hi!

Do you have any video surveillance

we could possibly look at?

The cameras are fake.

Look, if you're not going to buy anything...

Thanks so much for your time.

So Miranda was meeting someone that evening.

Why else buy two bottles of water?

And why meet here?

Jonas, do you know what's down the street?

I have a feeling you're about to show me.

[Jonas]: You think she was meeting someone

to go for a hike?

[Hailey]: Makes sense.

It would explain the two water bottles.

And her good mood.

So, what are we looking for?

Miranda's car.

She was last seen at the convenience store,

so if her car is parked here,

that would explain

why the police haven't found it yet

and why it wasn't at her home, office, or gym.

Well, if her car is here, Hailey,

then she still might be too.

What kind of car is it?

A silver Corolla.

Like that one?

Jonas, look at that parking pass.

Active Atlanta.

That's the magazine where Miranda works.

This is her car.

Hey, Danny. It's Hailey.

We found Miranda's car.

It's parked at Copper Rose Trail.

We're going to check it out.

We have reservations!

Okay...

Careful. You okay?

Thanks. Yeah.

Okay.

You know, before I met you,

my idea of a date was sitting in a restaurant,

bottle of vino, nice conversation...

Not very original.

I seem to remember

our first date going something like that.

And I gave you another chance anyway.

[he laughs]

You are hilarious.

Okay.

You know, we should probably be getting out of here.

We do have reservations.

Hailey?

Monty said that Miranda was wearing denim

the night she went missing.

Look.

Something was dragged along here.

Jonas.

Hailey...

let me.

That's Miranda.

[police radio chatter]

[cameras clicking]

You were right.

That was Miranda's car in the parking lot.

We also found Miranda's purse buried next to her body.

Her wallet was there... cash, credit cards.

Phone too, but battery's dead.

But Danny, it wasn't a robbery.

It doesn't look that way.

What have you got?

From my preliminary examination,

I believe Miranda died at least three days ago.

That's consistent with when she went missing.

Any idea how she was killed?

She was stabbed in the chest.

She would have died quickly,

but I'll know more

when I get her back to the morgue.

Okay, thanks.

See you.

I'm so sorry.

I just... I feel so helpless.

Just waiting for answers.

The police are working on it, but maybe we can help.

Please.

Anything.

Okay.

Did Miranda mention having any problems with anyone?

Maybe at work?

No. Never.

[Hailey]: What about at her gym?

Well, she didn't talk about the people at her gym.

I don't think she socialized with them.

Did she tell you the name

of a man she was recently dating?

Dating?

Are you sure?

Um, her roommate was fairly sure.

[Georgina sobs]

Listen...

You knew her heart.

You know that she loved you.

Thank you.

Last phone call she received was from her mother.

That matches Mrs. Radley's statement.

What about the email to her boss

asking for time off?

Uh...

it's the last email sent. Friday, 7:00 p.m.

Her killer could have forced her to write it.

That would explain

why no one knew she was going away.

It was just to buy the killer some time.

There's still nothing here to indicate who she was meeting.

What about the map function?

Miranda didn't enable her map history,

so we can't trace where she'd been.

She was using a dating app.

It's called PenguinMatch.

Oh, I know that app.

Do you?

Yeah, I do have a life

outside this police station, Hailey.

Do you?

All right, now, as far as I know,

the app doesn't store geographic data,

so it won't help us there,

and we won't be able to get PenguinMatch

to give up their recorded information

without a subpoena.

And we all know how hard it is to get a subpoena

with these tech companies.

We can give it a shot, but in the meantime,

we'll have to do this old-school.

Old-school?

Yeah, you remember. Not using technology.

Instead, we ask actual people questions.

Danny, that's such a novel idea.

Mmm, yes. [Fincher laughs]

I wasn't expecting you to be free for lunch today.

I thought you had to work.

I did. I do.

I just can't stop thinking about Miranda Radley.

Well, you found her.

It's natural that you feel that sense of responsibility.

Who's the therapist now?

I'm just saying what you would tell me.

So, Fincher...

Mm-hm?

Maybe you could use your D.A. connections

to get me a subpoena for PenguinMatch's files.

Mm-hm.

That's why you bought me lunch.

Bribery?

I prefer to think of it as incentive.

Yeah, well, either way,

there's nothing I can do.

You can't do anything,

and your connections are way better than mine.

I just feel

like there's something else going on here.

Yeah, and I trust your intuition,

almost as much as I trust my own,

but you've been a part of enough investigations now

to know how they go.

I know, I know.

I need facts, evidence.

Right, and that's where Danny comes in.

And you.

Well, that goes without saying.

Is this the part where you tell me

to let the police do their jobs?

[laughs] And rob me of free lunches?

Never!

I'ma need some more bacon, brah. Mmm.

You did not just say that.

Mm-hm.

Not what I was hoping for, but thanks for the update.

Any news?

That was forensics just now.

They've found no sign

of any kind of knife or any other weapon

along the trail.

This is a killer who planned his attack.

No one we've spoken to in Miranda's life

seems to have any trace of a motive.

Did you find the guy she was dating?

Still working on that,

but Miranda's roommate is sure it ended a month ago.

What about the people

behind the products she reviewed?

Miranda reviewed the latest fashion trends,

and apparently, according to her mother,

she was a real "influencer."

So you think she gave someone a negative review,

and they wanted payback.

It's possible.

She was taken to a hiking trail and stabbed.

That's pre-meditated and pretty personal,

so revenge fits.

Pull up the magazine.

Let's see what Miranda was reviewing lately.

Did she write any reviews the day she went missing?

No.

Oh, wait.

It's not a review,

but it looks like she posted a retraction

from a previous review.

Retraction?

Yeah, she tried out

a brand-new pair of hiking shoes a month ago.

She loved them,

but after wearing them for a few weeks,

she noticed them falling apart.

Who made the shoes?

Steel Pine Boots, based here in Atlanta.

Owned by a Steve Armstrong.

Can one negative review on the Internet

really affect sales?

Depends on who wrote the review.

Yeah, and judging by the number of comments

on her column,

I would say that Miranda was just as influential

as her mother thought.

So why did you bring me and not Danny?

Danny's a cop. He makes people nervous,

whereas you have the opposite effect.

Oh, it's nice to know my medical training

translates outside of the coroner's office.

Indeed.

Steve Armstrong?

Are you the proprietor of Steel Pine Boots?

Yeah. Who are you?

I'm sorry to just show up like this.

I just wanted to make sure

that the shoes got back to you.

What shoes?

I'm...

I'm Miranda Radley's assistant.

Then you can turn around and walk away.

[Jonas]: Hey,

no need to be rude.

And who are you?

Her bodyguard?

No. I'm... her assistant.

What's in the boxes?

Returns...

thanks to your boss and her bad review.

One review really affected your business that much?

I put everything I had into this new shoe.

It was supposed to revolutionize

the hiking experience.

Now I'm on the verge of bankruptcy,

so you tell me

if one review

could really affect my business that much.

It's hard to watch your dreams struggle.

What do you know about it?

I know you didn't set out to make a bad shoe.

Of course I didn't. The manufacturer cut corners.

I didn't know until it was too late.

I tried to explain that to Miranda,

but she told me she wouldn't lie.

I wasn't asking her to lie.

Is that why you wanted to meet her on Friday night?

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

Where were you Friday night?

Here, processing returns.

Not testing out your merchandise

on Copper Rose Trail?

No.

What is this? The third degree?

Can anyone vouch for that?

You better tell your assistant to get out of here

before I do another thing I regret.

Come on... assistant.

Let's go.

I couldn't help it. He was being a bully.

And what do we do with bullies?

We leave them to the therapist.

I appreciate you having my back, though.

Always.

Hailey, what do you suppose he meant

by "another thing" he regrets?

Sounds like he was surprisingly honest

about his beef with Miranda.

I don't think he could hide that anger even if he tried,

but there's something else going on.

Because of the "regret" comment?

Not only that.

He just seemed ashamed of something,

and he was hiding it with aggressive behavior.

I'll get Monty to see

if there's any way we can place him

near Copper Rose Trail on Friday night.

[text chimes]

What's that?

Jonas.

Autopsy results are in.

Oh. Let's go.

Miranda Radley. Stabbed through the heart.

One clean stroke.

The weapon?

Something resembling an average kitchen knife.

She had multiple cuts to her forearms

and a few to her legs.

As though she was shielding herself.

She fought back.

I think she fell, or was pushed down,

and tried to kick her assailant.

She must have been terrified.

Then it looks like she hit her head,

maybe on a rock,

which would have dazed her long enough

for the killer to deliver the fatal blow.

Thanks. This is really helpful.

There's one other thing.

All of this reminded me of something, another case.

The remains of a hiker

found in the ravine under Copper Rose Trail

about a month ago?

"Stabbed through the heart. One clean stroke.

"Weapon appears to be an average kitchen knife,

approximately six inches in length."

Are you saying there's another victim,

and possibly the same killer?

That's exactly what I'm saying.

This is the other victim. Tara Wistin, 28.

Kindergarten teacher.

Missing for six months.

Her body was found badly decomposed.

She's believed to have fallen from the highest point

of Copper Rose Trail.

Okay, so the killer lured her to the highest point,

stabbed her,

then pushed her body over the edge

and into the ravine,

where she was less likely to be found.

But that's not what happened to Miranda.

Jonas said he saw no evidence

that Tara fought back,

so the killer must have taken her by surprise.

Whereas Miranda did fight back.

So the killer wanted

to replicate his successful murder of Tara Wistin,

only Miranda became suspicious...

Forcing the killer to improvise,

stabbing her on the spot

and hiding her body as best he could

off the trail.

Okay, so...

what do they have in common?

Where do their lives intersect?

It can't be work related. Maybe...

Did Tara go to Miranda's gym?

No, she went to a yoga studio here,

and was last seen at a coffee shop right here.

Across the street from where Miranda worked...

And a busy part of town.

What about Steve Armstrong?

Did he know Tara?

He did, in fact. She was on his client list.

Another disgruntled customer.

[engine starts]

What do you want now?

Detective Morgan, Atlanta P.D.

I'd like to ask you some questions

about Miranda Radley.

What is this, a witch hunt?

No, it's a homicide investigation.

She's dead?

[Hailey]: Danny...

[tires squeal]

This is Detective Morgan.

Suspect fleeing in a black SUV,

east on Glenwood.

He is considered dangerous.

Any news on Armstrong?

[Monty]: Not yet.

The whole department's looking for him.

We'll get him.

We do our best, but the pins just keep coming.

Where was Tara's school?

Humor me.

And her yoga studio?

And her house?

And that's Miranda?

Her work, yes.

And her apartment?

And her gym.

So, what they have in common is a few blocks

where they might have crossed paths each day?

Not only them. Look at these pins.

It's a densely populated area, Hailey.

Or a hunting ground.

What if there are more victims, Danny?

What if we're looking for a serial killer?

Thanks for doing this, Lisa.

Do you recognize these women?

I don't know her.

No, not her either.

Sorry.

Don't worry. Just take your time.

There's no wrong answer.

She looks familiar to you.

She goes to my yoga studio.

She used to.

I haven't seen her there in a while.

Did Miranda go there too?

Oh, no.

Miranda hated yoga.

What about this woman?

I don't think so.

She works at the coffee shop across from the office.

Actually, come to think of it,

I haven't seen her there in a while either.

Okay, so of the six missing women

from the geographic overlap Hailey found,

Lisa knew two of them.

Tara Wistin is one.

She and Miranda both bought coffee

from this woman, Anna Harris.

What's in her missing persons file?

Anna Harris, 32. Missing for three months.

The detective found nothing out of the ordinary.

Looks like her sister reported her missing

when she didn't come back

from a last-minute weekend trip.

Just like Miranda.

So what's the killer's type?

Physical traits?

Well, Tara's brunette, and Miranda's blonde.

Anna looks nothing like either of them.

Are we still thinking

that Steve Armstrong's behind this?

Anna Harris isn't on his customer list,

but there could be another connection.

You don't run from the police

if you're innocent.

What do these three women have in common

that attracted the same killer?

So our dinner dates have been reduced

to crime scenes and police stations.

Aw...

How romantic.

Did you bring enough for everyone?

I wouldn't dare show my face otherwise.

How's it going?

We've been going through the social media accounts

for Miranda, Tara Wistin, and Anna Harris.

I don't understand

how people can post every minute of their lives.

Well, they make the time.

Personally, I don't get it.

I mean, why would anyone want to know

where I went for coffee,

or what inspirational quote I liked that day?

It's just not that interesting.

I agree. You're not that interesting.

Mm, so Miranda mostly posted her training schedule.

She was preparing for the annual mud race.

The annual Atlanta Mud 'n' Grit Race?

Mm-hm.

Tough course.

Yeah, Sabrina did it last year. She was sore for days.

Tara Wistin mostly talked about food.

She was about to start skydiving lessons.

Brave.

Anna, the barista,

the regional champion of latte art.

She also runs,

and she climbed Kilimanjaro last year.

So all three women were athletic.

They were all doing something exceptional.

I mean, Kilimanjaro, the mud race, skydiving...

I mean, these are women who challenge themselves.

Extreme sports? Is that the connection?

But why would you target women who are athletes?

I know.

They seem like the last people you'd want to tangle with.

It could be that they posed a threat

to the killer's identity.

Maybe he felt inadequate

next to their accomplishments.

[Danny]: That actually makes sense.

Steve Armstrong made a shoe rejected by athletic women.

He didn't strike me as the athletic type.

Um, maybe the rejection pushed him over the edge.

But there's still nothing connecting him to Anna Harris.

[phone rings]

Detective Morgan.

Thanks. I'll be right there.

Steve Armstrong

just tried to sneak back into his house.

Oh!

[police radio chatter]

I didn't kill anyone.

I've never even heard of Anna Harris.

Then why did you run?

You're hiding something.

Is it related to Miranda?

What... what are you ashamed of?

What don't you want the police to know?

If you didn't kill anyone,

then you need to tell us the truth.

I stole the design, all right?

From one of my competitors.

I knew it was going to be the next big thing.

If I could beat them into production,

I'd corner the market.

I changed the design a little, in case I got caught.

And that's why the shoe is defective,

and why Miranda Radley gave you a bad review.

My company has been struggling.

I had to do something.

You have to understand.

I don't think he's the killer.

I'll check out his alibis to be sure,

but I don't think so either.

So Miranda's memorial is on Saturday?

Yeah, I will be there.

It's so sweet of you to organize everything, Mom.

Just let me know

if there's anything I can do to help.

[knocking]

Oh, Sabrina's here. I've got to go.

Okay. I love you too. Bye.

-Good morning. -Morning.

-Ready to go? -Yep, ready.

[phone chimes]

What was that?

What? The chime?

Oh, someone in your neighborhood wants to chat with me

on PenguinMatch.

Sabrina, why didn't I think of it?

Miranda, Tara, and Anna were all into extreme sports.

Okay...

So they would have similar dating profiles.

They would all be matches for the same man.

That has to be the connection.

PenguinMatch?

Miranda was on it,

and I'll bet Tara and Anna were on it too.

If that's the case,

then the killer is using PenguinMatch

to find his victims,

and he's still out there.

You were right, Hailey.

Tara's and Anna's friends confirmed

that both of them were dating through PenguinMatch

when they went missing.

Did you pull the profiles from Tara and Anna's phones?

Tara's phone was completely destroyed

from the fall.

We haven't been able to recover any data,

and we don't have Anna's phone.

Since PenguinMatch is only accessible from a phone,

we are out of luck.

Which is why we weren't able to make the connection,

but we have Miranda's phone.

Yeah, but the app doesn't save messages or geographic data.

It only saves "connections."

Melvin706, Norm107,

William88, Sullivan42.

And there's no way to know their real names from those.

No. We have to get the records from the app itself.

It's the only way to find the guy

that all three women dated.

Judge Garfield refused the subpoena.

How is that possible?

Said we don't have enough concrete evidence

directly linking the three disappearances

to the app

to avoid a lawsuit.

I know that the killer is on the app.

There has to be a way to prove it.

See if you can try and do that patience-building exercise

at least once a day.

We'll see you next week. Bye.

Hello.

Hi.

I'm Ethan.

I'm here to cure your virus?

Computer virus.

Oh, of course. Right.

-Hey, Ethan. -Hey.

Thanks so much for making the time.

Oh, for you, always.

So it's Sabrina's computer,

and it's in there.

-Okay. -Yeah.

A little young, isn't he?

He's Danny's cousin.

Will and I took care of him one summer

when his parents were overseas.

He got into MIT on a full scholarship at 16.

So he's kind of a genius?

All done.

Not just "kind of."

Uh... wow.

So how do I keep that from happening again?

Just don't open emails from people you don't know.

Ah. Mm.

All right, I've got to get back.

Apparently, computers can't code themselves,

not until I code them to, at least.

Thanks again, and tell your parents I said hi.

[clicks tongue] See ya.

So I need some help.

And admitting you need help is the first step.

Not that kind of help.

I need to sign up for that app, PenguinMatch.

Why? What happened with Jonas?

Oh, no, nothing. Jonas and I are fine.

Oh. Well, I'm confused.

Miranda, the daughter of my mom's friend,

was using the app,

and I'm hoping that it could give me

some insight into her killer.

I'm sure the police can handle it.

Oh, they can, but I know I can help,

and I just can't sit here

and let a killer get away with preying on these women.

I'm just going to be wasting my breath

if I try and stop you, right?

All right, go get your phone.

All that are left are your interests.

My interests...

Right, so you'd say psychology, reading,

running, Italian food...

No, no, no.

Say parasailing, rock climbing,

and mud marathons.

Well, this is a whole other side of you

I didn't know existed.

It's a whole other side I don't actually have.

I'll warn you, embellishing happens,

but once the truth comes out, the date won't last very long.

I don't need it to last long.

I just need to meet these guys face to face

and find out their real names.

Okay.

You are all set.

So just press "Get Started," and your profile will be live.

So now what?

So, the white dot is you.

The yellow dots are all the people on the app

within a mile radius

who match your interests.

Now, PenguinMatch will prompt you

to chat or "connect" with those in your area

who match your interests.

Those dots will turn green. The red dots are your bookmarks.

[app chimes]

[gasps]

You've been "penguined."

"Luke306" says hi and wants to chat.

So, what do I do?

Well, say hi back if you'd like to chat,

and then a text window will pop up

and you can start getting to know him.

And if I don't?

Just press "No thanks."

Luke306 is not one of the profiles

that Miranda dated,

so I'm flattered,

but "no thanks."

Okay, that's simple enough.

What were you saying

about the bookmarked profiles?

So if you see a profile that you like,

you can "bookmark" it for later,

so if the person shows up in your vicinity,

your phone will alert you,

and it'll show up on your app as a red dot.

So I can do that with the profiles Miranda dated.

The odds of them showing up in your area

are pretty small.

I'll find a way around that.

Sabrina,

promise me you will not use this app.

You are exactly the killer's type.

I'm serious.

I'm only using it to chat with my new guy...

though I haven't heard from him in a few days.

So why don't you call him on the phone?

Well, he didn't want to give me his number

until the third date.

It's a rule he has, apparently.

He didn't give you his phone number?

That seems like a red flag to me.

He's a... a very private person.

I get a sense that he's been burned before,

and I'm willing to give him a chance.

You'll be careful.

Always.

Mm, mm, mm. One caramel macchiato.

For you.

Yeah, for me, of course...

and one black coffee.

If I'm going to drink coffee, I want it to taste like coffee.

Yeah...

and I bet your favorite flavor ice cream

is vanilla.

Mint chocolate chip.

Well, look at you. Aren't you full of surprises?

You know, come to think of it,

I've actually never seen you eat ice cream.

Well, that's because you would never come over

to Sunday movie night.

Nobody told me there was ice cream!

[app chimes]

Anything?

No.

Not one of the profiles we're looking for.

Maybe we're in the wrong spot.

If we do what Miranda did,

we have a pretty good shot at finding the same men she did,

and according to Lisa, this was her typical day.

She would go to work,

and then she would hit the gym

afterwards.

Mm, right around now.

You're not going to ask me to work out with you, are you?

You afraid I can bench press more than you?

Pff, no.

Yes.

Afraid that you would hurt yourself trying.

[chuckles]

[app chimes]

You're blowing up.

Let me see.

[gasps]

Melvin706.

That's one of the profiles Miranda dated.

You gonna meet that guy right now?

Well, I still have three more men

to "connect" with,

and then I need to meet them in public,

some place romantic.

It's got to feel genuine so they open up.

Wherever that is, I'm going to be right there.

Well, I hope you like Mexican food.

Hailey, you work too much.

I worry about you.

I'm fine, Mom.

I don't know what I'd do if anything...

ever happened to you.

How is Mrs. Radley?

She...

It's not normal for a child to die before her mother.

I don't know how to comfort her.

Just knowing you're there is enough, Mom.

I want to do more.

She'll let you know when you can.

Mrs. Radley doesn't know

if she needs more help or more space.

All you can do is pay attention and be sensitive to her signals.

Grief is very personal, and overwhelming.

The way it was for you when Will died.

It took me a long time to realize I needed support.

More than I care to admit.

Sweetie, I can't imagine.

Stay for dinner, hm?

Ah, I can't.

I have three dates to go on.

Okay, the first of my three dates,

Norm107, is two blocks away.

He's the surfer.

Mm-hm. You sure you want to do this?

-Ow. -Sorry.

Okay, Fincher,

we're going to be in a public restaurant.

The guys aren't going to know my real name,

and I'm never going to have to see them again.

[growls disapprovingly]

Okay, Danny would kill me

if he knew I was letting you do this.

I'm going to ask them two questions...

where were they Friday, the night Miranda was killed,

and two, did they also date Tara and Anna.

That's it.

There's got to be another way.

The other way is the subpoena,

and I am not willing to let another woman go missing

while we wait for it.

All right,

but do you at least have your backup?

Yes...

only because you asked me to bring it.

I have no intention of using it.

And you shouldn't have to.

All right. You know how this works.

Yes.

I can hear you, but you can't hear me.

Why didn't I think of that years ago?

[chuckles]

All right.

You sure you good?

Yeah, yeah. I'm good.

Okay, I'll be at the bar the whole time, watching.

Okay?

Okay, okay. Oh, he's almost here.

-Oh, wait, hold on. -What?

-Don't fix my hair! No! -You got fly-aways.

Don't lick my hair! Stop that!

Let's go.

[♪♪]

-Can I get an iced tea, please? -Two.

Fincher, how many times do I have to tell you?

You can't have caffeine so late.

It's going to keep you up,

and then you're going to be cranky tomorrow.

You should have soda water.

Thank you.

Mmm... mmm!

You never learn.

[app chimes]

He's here.

Not exactly the surfer was expecting.

Helen416?

Norm107?

Norman.

You look different than I thought you would.

I just... are you sure you're a surfer?

I'm as much a surfer as you are.

Do you want to sit?

Sure, why not.

[Norman]: So it was this crazy wave.

I can't believe I kept my board under me.

Australia is amazing.

Ah, yeah.

I bet there's amazing hiking in Australia.

Hiking?

Don't you hike?

No. I'm a surfer, remember?

I just got back from Fort Lauderdale.

Cool.

Ah, yeah, I've never been there.

Never.

So, um...

my friend, Anna Harris, surfs.

Do you know her?

No, I mean, I...

I don't know every surfer in town.

I don't know why people always think that.

There's-- There's a lot of people who surf.

Can I tell you something?

Sure.

I'm not really a surfer.

I know.

[laughs] Aw...

I guess I just want people to see me that way.

You know when you want to be really good at something,

and you're just not?

That was me and surfing.

Me too.

Really?

My brother's a world champion surfer,

so when people find out who I am,

they're always disappointed that I'm not the same.

That must be really hard.

Man, it feels good to be honest, doesn't it?

Yeah, it does.

Yeah, his alibi checks out.

He really was in Florida last week.

[Norman]: What? What alibi?

Who's this guy? Are you a cop?

No, I'm a therapist.

Listen, if you ever want to talk about your brother,

please call me.

I mean it.

[server]: Hey, you still here?

I hate to be the one to break it to you,

but your honeybun just made a run for it.

I know. Thanks. I'm waiting for someone else.

Waiting for someone else? Wow.

You sure don't waste any time.

You know, I've heard about women like you.

You get a guy,

but you're always on the lookout for the better deal, right?

No, it's not what it looks like.

Mm-hm. I'm sure it's not.

You know what?

You don't have to explain to me, honey.

I've heard it all.

Well, you must have already met your prince.

My what?

Mr. Right?

You know, your... senor?

Well, speaking of Mr. Right,

here comes the next one.

Wow, you could use a revolving door,

maybe even a conveyor belt,

but I can tell you from 50 feet away

that is not Mr. Right.

Okay, thanks for your help.

Hi!

[laughs]

Margaritas?

Two, please!

Sure. Margaritas. I'll make yours a double.

On the house.

Oh. Thank you!

Hi, I'm William88,

but you can call me Bill.

Hi, Bill.

So I quit my job of 15 years

as an accountant

to pursue my dream of being a novelist.

That's very courageous, Bill. Good for you.

Thank you.

You must know my friend Tara, Tara Wistin?

She told me

that she recently went on a date

with a guy who wanted to become a writer.

I'd never date anyone named Tara.

That's the name of my ex-wife,

and she's not exactly my favorite person.

Oh.

That sounds like a rough break-up.

Are you divorced?

No, but I know a few people who have been through it.

It takes a lot of time and effort

to work through everything.

You sound like my therapist.

You're in therapy? That's great.

Um, so,

uh...

what else do you like to do?

Like, say, on Friday nights?

Friday nights are spent with my lawyer,

dividing up the assets.

Like, what about last Friday night?

I was with my lawyer.

Mm-mm, mm-mm. No.

Bill...

[whispers] Bill.

You seem like a nice guy,

but you're obviously still hurting right now,

and you have unresolved feelings for your ex.

Is it that obvious?

Yeah,

so I think jumping into another serious relationship

is not what you want to do with those feelings right now.

Yeah. Maybe you're right.

Cheers.

[phone vibrates]

I'll check out his alibi.

I'm pretty sure he was telling the truth.

That's two down, Hailey.

Neither one of them is the guy we're looking for.

Okay, there's one left.

Let's see what happens.

All right.

That guy took the drink. Do you see that?

Whatever, Fincher.

[wait staff]: ♪ Happy birthday to you ♪

So, Melvin706,

do I get to know your real name?

Let's just see how it goes.

Your profile says that you're into running.

Yeah...

uh... not so much.

Really? 'Cause I could have sworn I saw you

on Copper Rose Trail last Friday.

-Oh yeah? -Mm-hmm.

Uh, waiter.

Another beer.

So, you are one of my first dates

on PenguinMatch.

Oh, yeah?

Mm-hm. How about you?

Have you been using it for a while?

Yeah, you could say that.

So my friend Tara Wistin told me

about a guy named Melvin.

Tara mentioned me?

What exactly did she say?

You know...

So, you want to get out of here?

I'd love to.

No, no. No!

Dang!

Nice night.

Yeah, sure.

What's the rush?

I want to show you something.

What?

You'll see.

Tell me. I hate surprises.

Let's just say I know what you want.

Do you?

Come on. We're almost there.

[Hailey]: Come on, tell me where we're going.

It's just up ahead.

Okay.

[car beeps]

Uh, I don't think I have time to go for a ride.

No one's going anywhere.

[Fincher]: Hey!

Oof!

Hey!

[tires squeal]

Are you okay?

Yeah.

Oh, my gosh.

And then he drove away,

and we called you.

And that's everything?

Everything.

Oh, uh, I recorded my date with Melvin.

It's inadmissible in court, but it might be helpful.

Okay, I'll get this back to you in a bit.

Okay, thanks.

So, based on the license plate number you gave us,

your Melvin is really named Roger Seeger.

He's got a record.

Breaking and entering. Grand theft auto.

Non-violent crimes. Any assault charges?

There's nothing on his file to indicate he's dangerous,

but if he's responsible for Tara and Miranda...

He's escalated.

I mean, it's a big leap

from robberies to serial murder,

but...

I got the feeling

he was going to put me in that trunk.

You should never have been in that position

in the first place.

Fincher was with me the whole time.

Not the whole time, Hailey. You didn't wait for him.

I'm fine, Danny.

Yeah, this time.

What about next time?

You're not a cop.

You're not even a practicing lawyer anymore.

Imagine what Will would say.

Don't.

You're right. I'm sorry.

Even though you never got to marry my brother,

I still think of you as my sister.

I know.

I'm going to knock on Mr. Seeger's door.

You coming?

[knocking]

Roger Seeger? It's the police.

Open up.

Danny, I don't think he's here.

It's pretty quiet.

I'll put a car on the house.

As soon as he gets home, we'll get him.

Danny?

See that towel?

Slate's Gym. That's Miranda's gym.

You think Roger met Miranda at the gym?

Courtesy of PenguinMatch, I do.

I was in the gym parking lot,

following Miranda's daily routine,

and he showed up.

The app matched us.

If Roger was targeting athletic women,

what better place to find them?

You think he'd be so dumb as to try that again?

It's not about intelligence, Danny.

He's going to go back to his routine,

and he's going to want to meet another woman

because whatever he had planned with me

didn't work.

Okay, can we go?

Yeah.

You were always so bad at stakeouts.

How can someone be "bad" at stakeouts?

It's 'cause you're impatient.

It's not your fault.

You're a woman of action.

Sitting still,

waiting for someone else to make the first move,

that goes against everything in your nature.

But not yours?

Mm-mm.

No, no, I like to sit still.

Gives me time to think, to reflect.

What are you reflecting on?

You know...

mainly, I'm thinking about...

Burritos.

Maybe.

Meaning of life.

Something like that.

[chuckles]

Oh, no, I know.

All this talk of dating has gotten you thinking.

You're ready to settle down.

Me?

Mm-hm.

Nah. Never. Never.

Yeah.

No. [chuckles] No!

All right, fine, we don't have to talk about it,

but you're the real deal, Fincher Garland.

Whoever manages to land you

is the luckiest woman alive.

Wow, that's very nice of you to say.

I mean it.

You can't tell, but I'm blushing.

I know you are.

Oh, thank goodness.

There's Danny.

Yo.

Hey.

You didn't answer your phone, Hailey.

It's at the station.

They're transcribing the recordings from my date.

Remember? What did you find out?

Roger Seeger is a member here.

According to his member record,

he usually comes at 5:00.

That's, like, right now.

Okay.

Is that him?

No, that's Wade Braden, the founder of PenguinMatch.

Ah, Hailey!

Really, Wade, you don't have to worry.

I can handle a last-minute client dinner myself.

I know I said I want to go on a date tonight.

I mean,

this woman, Jessica, is the one,

but I haven't been able to get in touch with her,

and I can't ask you to do everything by yourself, so...

Yeah, you really think

that I can't manage without you?

Well, you can't.

[Jessica laughs]

Mr. Braden.

Ms. Dean?

Are you following me?

No.

I saw you over here,

and I just wanted to come over

and apologize for my conduct in your office the other day.

Of course you have to do what's in the best interests

of your customers and their privacy.

Thank you. We appreciate that.

It was really kind of you to come over.

Yes.

[Jessica]: Well,

I should be going.

Our clients don't like to be kept waiting.

It's nice to see you again, Miss Dean.

See you.

Have you found your friend?

You did know Miranda, didn't you?

This was her gym too.

Were you seeing her?

Her roommate was pretty sure

that she was seeing someone about a month ago.

It didn't last long, though.

No.

No, two dates. Then she blocked me on the app.

Why would she do that?

I don't know.

You didn't ask?

Well, it was pretty clear she didn't want to see me again.

I haven't seen her since.

You know the police are working on a warrant for your files.

I'm sure my legal team is handling it.

Oh, so you don't know

that it's no longer a missing persons case.

It's now a murder investigation.

A-- A murder?

Miranda's dead?

Um...

I'm-- I'm so sorry.

Thank you.

I feel I should be saying the same thing to you.

Roger!

Stop!

Roger, stop!

Danny! Fincher!

Not so fast, Seeger! [grunts]

Come here! Stop!

Come here!

Come on. Come here.

Is this the guy?

That's him.

Roger Seeger, you're coming with us.

See? Woman of action. Come here.

Get in there. Mind your head.

Where were you last Friday night?

I was on a date.

[Danny]: Who with?

I don't ask names.

Do you know her?

Do you know her?

What about her?

What about her?

Last chance to help us help you.

Then you'll stay here a while longer.

Simple enough?

[Hailey]: He definitely knew all three women.

His body tensed with each picture,

like he was forcing himself not to run away.

You think he's guilty?

I mean, his body was closed off,

and he wouldn't look you in the eye.

I'm sure he's hiding something.

I think so too.

Here's your phone back.

Oh, thanks.

I felt like I was missing my arm.

Ooh, Sabrina.

[phone line rings]

Sabrina Butler.

Hey. It's Hailey.

Hailey! Are you all right?

I'm fine.

I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you

I wasn't coming in this morning,

but I will be there this afternoon.

So long as you're okay.

I'll be here.

[app chimes]

You still haven't deleted that app?

I keep forgetting.

Look, I'm so glad you're all right.

You had me worried.

Well, I will bring you some lunch

to make up for it.

Mm. Deal.

[writes message]

Jonas?

I've been calling you.

Jonas?

I don't know what to call what we have...

but it's good, isn't it?

It's great.

I never thought I'd date again

after my wife died.

I felt the same after Will died.

But I met you, Hailey,

and I thought maybe I was wrong.

I don't know if I'm ready to put a label on this,

but...

after I saw you in that restaurant

with another man...

Jonas, it's not what you--

We haven't even known each other that long.

Let me just explain.

Please stop interrupting.

Let me get this out.

I'm not the kind of guy

to date more than one woman at a time.

I know that.

And I know we never said we were exclusive...

Jonas...

it wasn't a date.

Okay, it was kind of a date,

but...

I was just pretending

to date the men Miranda dated

to try to find out who the killer is.

What?

I didn't tell you because I knew

you'd try to convince me not to do it.

You're right. I would have.

Whatever I am to you...

you should trust me enough to be honest with me.

I know.

I'm sorry.

Well, there is a way you can make it up to me.

You and me.

Dinner. At a table. In a restaurant.

Ooh...

I don't know. That's a lot to ask.

All right, but only for you.

I'll make the reservation.

Tomorrow night...

and no hiking boots allowed.

[phone rings]

Danny?

[police radio chatter]

Hailey.

[Hailey]: Did Roger Seeger confess?

Not exactly.

What do you mean?

He's got an alibi for Friday night.

He didn't kill Miranda.

Well, then, what did he want with me?

He's a drug dealer.

Anabolic steroids, to be precise.

And he was using the app

to target athletic women as potential customers.

It looks that way.

Found the steroids in the trunk of his car.

He was luring you into that alley

to sell you drugs.

He's not the killer.

Then who is, Danny?

[officer]: Danny.

Sorry, I have to go. I'll call you later.

[dials]

[voicemail]: The mailbox is full

and cannot accept any messages at this time.

Goodbye.

[dials]

[Sabrina]: You've reached Sabrina Butler.

Please leave a message.

[phone rings]

Hello.

[Hailey]: Fincher? Sabrina's not in the office.

Is she out for lunch?

No.

I talked to her a few of hours ago.

She knew I was bringing her lunch,

and her message service is full

because she missed all of her morning appointments,

and she's not answering her cellphone.

Well, maybe she had an emergency.

No, she would have told me.

Hailey, I'm sure she's fine.

You know, I heard a chime on her cellphone

in the background.

You think someone called her?

I think someone messaged her.

That chime, it was someone from PenguinMatch.

Fincher...

Whoa, Hailey, you're jumping to conclusions now.

Sabrina's really into sports.

She's been training to climb Mt. McKinley.

But, Hailey,

they have Roger Seeger in custody, though.

Roger Seeger isn't the killer, and neither is Steve Armstrong.

The killer is still out there.

Okay, I'm going to meet you at PenguinMatch right away.

Do not go in there without me.

Do you hear me?

[starts car]

Miss Dean, I'm really sorry,

but today is not a good day.

Alicia...

Excuse me!

You need to make an appointment.

Here's my appointment.

Look, I'm really sorry about Miranda, okay?

I am, but I have a very important meeting

with a major investor

any minute now,

a day earlier than expected.

Another woman has gone missing, and the last time she was seen,

she was using your app.

It's a coincidence.

Where is Jessica?

She's out of the office.

There's no such thing as a coincidence.

Look, I can't have you

tarnishing my app's reputation, okay?

Not today. You need to leave.

A woman's life is in danger,

and all you can think about is your app's reputation?

Really?

Alicia, can you call security, please?

You can call whoever you want.

[app chimes]

[app chimes]

[app chimes]

You're Sullivan42.

What?

I've been looking for you,

and you've been right in front of me

the whole time.

So you're Sullivan42.

We've been over this. Yes.

Sullivan is my middle name.

You use your own app to date?

Of course.

That's how I came up with it in the first place.

Successful guy like you?

Can't be that hard to meet women.

Oh, it used to be really hard.

I was just a nerd in my mother's basement.

But things are different now.

Different, yes.

Almost worse, in a way.

You try finding a girl that can see past my money,

one who isn't just pretending to like the things that I like.

So these women you dated,

they didn't know who you really were?

Well, if they did, it wasn't because I told them.

That's why I designed my app without photographs,

without full names,

so you get to know the real person...

no preconceptions.

But you still haven't met your soulmate.

I thought I did.

A couple of times.

Like her?

Yeah, like Miranda.

What about her?

That's Tara.

I haven't heard from her in months.

And her?

Anna.

W-What is going on here? How do you know about them?

So you don't deny dating each one of them?

Why would I?

What happened? You get bored?

Or did they serve their purpose?

What?

No, I didn't end it.

They did.

They all just stopped responding to me.

In fact, each of them blocked me from their profile.

I never knew why.

Maybe because each of these women went missing,

and two of them, Tara and Miranda,

have since turned up dead.

What?

T-Tara's dead too?

What about Anna?

We suspect foul play, but have yet to find her.

You're the only common denominator.

Wait, no, you can't think that I did this to them!

What about Sabrina Butler?

Sabrina... Sabrina?

What does she got to do with all this?

Oh, so you admit, you know her too.

Of course.

I've been dating her for the last couple of weeks.

Third date guy is you?

What?

I don't understand. What is going on here?

Where is she now?

I don't know.

I haven't heard from her in a week.

Where is she?

Why? What happened to her?

Hailey.

Hailey, you have to let me do my job.

I promise you, we'll find Sabrina.

She's in danger, Danny. I know it.

I've got officers all over Copper Rose Trail.

There's no sign of her.

That doesn't mean he didn't take her someplace else.

Wade can't hurt her while he's in here,

and I'm not letting him go anywhere, okay?

I'll call you as soon as I hear anything.

I've got to say, Hailey,

I never expected to get a call like this from you.

Normally, I wouldn't do this, Ethan,

but my friend's life might be in danger.

Don't worry.

We're going to find her.

Just maybe don't tell cousin Danny.

So...

I'm inside PenguinMatch's mainframe.

That was fast.

Yeah, there's always an escape hatch,

a virtual backdoor.

I just expected it to be harder to find

since Wade Braden's supposed to be such a genius.

Yeah, well, you went to MIT on a full scholarship,

so I would say you're even.

Touche.

Found her.

Sabrina Butler, right? That's your friend.

Yeah, yeah.

Can you track her messages?

Yep.

She mostly corresponded with Sullivan42.

That's Wade Braden.

Until 10:00 a.m., this morning.

That's right after I talked to her.

That means the chime I heard was Wade messaging her,

but he said he hadn't heard from her in a week.

Can you check Sullivan42's location history?

Sure. Let me see...

Uh... he's currently...

right here.

At the police station.

So is that Sabrina?

No, that...

is also Sullivan42.

That's at the state park.

I mean, how can he be in two places at once?

Yeah, good question.

Uh, let me see if I can get into the metadata.

Am I supposed to understand that?

If you did, you wouldn't need me.

Wait.

This is weird.

What is it?

I don't think Wade was the one who was messaging your friend.

But you said the messages came from Sullivan42.

Yeah, it came from someone wanting it to look like that.

So... so, what are you saying?

That somebody hacked Wade's account?

Not quite.

More like Sullivan42 has got a ghost.

A ghost?

Yeah, a double. A mirror account.

Somebody else was piggybacking on his account,

pretending to be him,

periodically blocking his real account

from seeing any messages.

So that means Wade was telling the truth,

that he didn't message Sabrina this morning.

His ghost did.

Yeah.

And Sabrina thought

she was finally getting that third date.

Can you find Sabrina?

Uh...

I can't connect to her account.

Her phone must be off.

Last time she logged in to PenguinMatch

was 10:00 a.m... here.

That means she's with the killer right now.

[dials]

[phone rings]

Detective Morgan.

Danny, Sabrina's at the state park.

How do you know that?

Never mind that.

Did Wade tell you anything else?

Uh, just that they were supposed to go hiking

on their third date,

but Sabrina stopped messaging him...

but Hailey, there's no sign of Sabrina

anywhere near Copper Rose Trail.

It's because she's not there.

Meet me at Diamond Horn Trail.

Drop it.

[Sabrina]: Hailey!

-You okay? -I'm all right.

Stop talking!

Stop.

I've let you talk me around in circles.

I should have just killed you.

But you didn't,

because you don't want to kill me, Jessica.

You don't know me.

Jessica...

You wanted to find your friend so badly.

Well, you found her,

and now I have to kill you too.

You know, it's a lot of pressure...

helping to run a successful company,

especially when you're in love with your partner.

What are you talking about?

The way you talk about him.

The good days when it was just you and him

in his mother's basement.

The ramen noodles, the dreams of the future.

You were dreaming about a future with Wade.

He'll never see me that way.

Look at the women he dates.

Beautiful, athletic, perfect.

I can't compete with that.

Wade used to be different.

Then he got famous.

He started working out all the time.

Parasailing, kayaking.

That's why you created the ghost account...

so you could see who he was dating,

where he was going.

What happened with Tara?

She thought she was coming here to meet Wade.

Oh, I told her

Wade was waiting at the top for her

with a special surprise.

She never suspected a thing.

I just put the knife in and pushed her off the edge.

It was so easy.

But Wade must have been so hurt

when Tara stopped messaging him.

He turned to you, didn't he?

It was just me and Wade...

just like before.

And then he met Anna...

and Miranda...

only things didn't go well with Miranda, did they?

She fought back.

She tried to run away from you.

Why doesn't he understand

that all of these women are liars?

I am the only one that's there for him.

Jessica...

The police have Wade in custody.

What?

No.

He didn't do anything.

All the evidence points to him.

The app, the women he dated.

You were pretending to be him.

Did you want him to suffer?

No. No. No!

Listen to me. You can save him!

[screaming] No! You're ruining everything!

Just think of Wade.

Let me think. I need to think.

Listen to me. Turn yourself in.

We're supposed to be together.

Do you understand?

I understand. I understand.

We're supposed to be together...

Just tell Wade I'm sorry.

You can tell him yourself.

[police siren wails]

Are you sure you don't want to take the day off?

I'm sure.

The last thing I need is to be at home alone,

thinking about what happened.

I knew something was off

when Jessica showed up instead of Wade...

but I followed her anyway.

Then when she pulled the gun on me...

Hailey, I've never been so scared in my life.

But you kept her talking.

Oh, for as long as I could.

She wasn't going to play along for much longer.

If you hadn't shown up when you did, Hailey...

Thank you.

It's just what friends do for each other.

So, what now?

Are you going to keep seeing Wade?

[laughs]

After everything that happened,

he thought I was going to end things.

But you didn't?

I really like him, Hailey,

and if anything,

all this has brought us closer together.

I think there might be a future for us.

I'm so happy for you.

Me too.

I know she would appreciate you being here today.

Thanks so much for coming.

It was a lovely memorial, Mom. You did a great job.

Ah, well, that's what we Deans do.

Thank you.

Oh.

Oh, Georgina, please. You do not have to do this.

Oh, please let me help.

I don't know how else to thank you both

for everything you've done for me.

Especially you, Hailey.

Did Georgina tell you

that she's going to run that mud run

in Miranda's name?

Well, I might just walk it,

but I feel like I need

to live my life a little louder...

for Miranda.

Jessica just gave us a full confession,

including where to find Anna Harris.

Forensics is on the way right now.

The murder weapon?

They found it in Jessica's house.

The lab is matching it to Tara and Miranda's wounds.

I have a feeling it'll match with Anna's too.

I think the pin board needs an update.

That honor is all yours.

Anna Harris.

Tara Wistin.

Miranda Radley.

Hey, thanks for all your help,

and next time,

just wait before you play the hero,

please.

You think there's going to be a next time?

I know better than to think there won't be.

We should get going.

We don't want to miss our reservation...

again.

Bye, Danny.

See ya.

Oh, I need to make a quick stop before we go.

It'll just take a minute. I promise.

Being with you is always an adventure, Hailey Dean.