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GRACE:
Hey, it's me.

Don't leave a message.

Text me.

(footsteps approaching)

YOUNG WOMAN:
I'm sorry.

She's not here.

I talked to the other girls

and no one's seen
her since lunch.

Okay. Thanks.

GRACE:
You can't come up with me.

You're gonna get me
in trouble, Noah. Stop.

RYAN:
Grace?

Avery.

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

I'm late for dinner.

Let me just grab my stuff

and then we...
we can go.

We can reschedule.

Whoa.

Are you okay?
Yeah.

Yeah, I'm fine, I just... I...

I forgot what time it was.

I should
probably change.

It'll only take a minute.

Honey, it's fine.

Why don't you just stay here
tonight with your friends?

God, I'm so embarrassed.

(phone chimes)

Oh, see-- we would have been
interrupted anyway.

This is work. Um...

I need to go.

But we'll have dinner
next week, okay?

Okay.

God, I'm so sorry.
No...

¶ ¶

I received a ViCAP alert.

A murder victim's fingerprints
matched to a convicted hacker.

Quinn Elliot.

Queen of Hearts?

She... she's dead?

We're here to
recover her phone.

Thank you for delaying
the autopsy, Dr. Macy.

MACY:
Of course.

But, uh, considering
the condition of her body,

I don't think you'll have
much luck with her cell.

KRUMITZ:
Ugh...

Why did D.B. have to testify
in Vegas this week?

I don't do dead bodies.

He does dead bodies.

He's done
a bunch of them.

He literally talks
about it all the time.

He kind of brags about it,
have you noticed that?

You'll be fine, Krummy.

Transfer everything
you recover off that phone

to CTOC ASAP.

Gloves?

¶ ¶

(computer beeps)

Looks like someone found
Quinn Elliot before we did.

Yeah. So much for
long live the queen.

I always felt invincible
behind my computer screen.

Your devices
aren't bulletproof,

and hacking
the wrong person

is a chance every
black hat takes.

We need to figure out
what Quinn was working on.

If someone went to the trouble

of tracking her down
and killing her,

who knows what kind of
hack we'll uncover?

MUNDO: Well, that means
a long list of suspects.

'Cause pretty much anyone
Quinn ever hacked has motive.

She was a convicted
hacker for hire.

Was imprisoned three years ago
for hacking the Port of Seattle.

Made several containers of drugs

disappear
from shipping manifests.

Well, Quinn was a suspect
in nine open cases.

Variety of charges:

DDoS'ing Web sites,

uncovering hidden assets
in high-profile divorces,

doxxing politicians.

All of this stuff happened
before she was locked up.

Yeah, it says
she was released

just over a year ago.

But her parole officer
lost track of her.

She's been off
the grid ever since.

MUNDO: Did someone
wait patiently

to seek their revenge?

Or did Quinn go back
to her black hat ways

and piss off someone else?

Let's ask our only eyewitness:
Quinn's phone.

It knows where
she's been,

who she was with
and what she was planning next.

A digital record
of her every move.

We'll question Quinn's phone

to find out who killed her.

¶ ¶

¶ ¶

RAMIREZ: A watched progress
bar never uploads.

Yeah. Can't help it.

I mean, we're usually
chasing a screen name

trying to find
the hacker.

We never start out
knowing who they are,

let alone have
their phone.

(computer chimes)

NELSON: We just got
an all-access pass

to our hacker's life.

Krumitz just sent
an image of Quinn's phone.

RYAN: Let's see what the
Queen of Hearts was up to.

Okay, Quinn activated
her virtual assistant

at 7:57 p.m. the night
she was murdered.

Well, the coroner put
the time of death

between 6:00 and 8:00.

Those are Quinn's last words.

Can we recover them?

RAMIREZ:
Dirty little secret about Isla:

phone manufacturers
save everything users say

to their virtual assistant
for at least two years.

I can call the DOJ
and get a subpoena.

What is it? What's wrong?

These apps, they're weak.

No Deep Web browser,

no Bluetooth sniffer,
no Wi-Fi cracker.

I mean, this phone

could belong to anyone
except a hacker.

No, no. Wait... wait, wait.

You notice anything
about the calculator?

Well, the file size
is much larger

than the other apps.

NELSON:
That's a gatekeeper.

If we enter a passcode

into the calculator's keypad,

it opens up a hidden partition.

This is a phone within a phone.

It's a perfect place
to hide data.

Mm-hmm.
Whatever's inside
that hidden partition

could tell us everything
we need to know about Quinn.

Break into it.

And then meet me
in CTOC.

Don't look at me--
I don't know how to do it.

(phone line ringing)

Go for Krummy.
Hey, Krummy.

What's up?

Yeah, man, um...

we need to know how to crack
into a hacker's passcode.

I got the IMEI number

off Quinn's phone from Krumitz.

It's registered
to a Lexie James.

An alias?

Yeah. Apparently,
Lexie or Quinn

was married to a Louis James
about nine months ago.

Metro PD is making
the notification right now.

RAMIREZ:
The DOJ came through.

So I'm downloading
Quinn Elliot's Isla log

from the phone manufacturer.

It's an audio file.

Okay.
Here we go.

(whimpering)

ISLA (electronic voice):
Hello, what can I help you with?

E-mail. Photo.

2-2-6.

ISLA: You want me
to e-mail a photo? Sure.

To whom would you like
to send photo 2-2-6?

(gunshots)

I'm sorry, I didn't get that.

MUNDO:
Wait, so the last thing

Quinn tried to do
before she died

was e-mail a photo?

Why not dial 911?

RAMIREZ:
This is photo 2-2-6.

RYAN:
"Drowning. Yielding.

"Grasping. Scarring.

I gave in.
I won't give up."

Looks like an Instagram post.

No, it's not.

Hold on.

It's from this Web site.

MUNDO:
"Miafina"?

RAMIREZ:
Means "secret" in Malagasy.

This site is where
users anonymously post

their deepest, darkest secrets.

Anyone can read them.

It's addictive.
Total click bait.

Photo 2-2-6 is a confession.

See?

It's got the same purple
borders as all of these.

NELSON:
Whoa.

"I'm addicted to heroin.

I'm a third-grade teacher."

RAMIREZ:
"Helpless. Alone. Afraid.

What a difference
a month makes."

These confessions are either
super shocking or vague.

"I told my mom
I was going on a diet.

I'm really anorexic."

Why would anybody post
anything so personal?

It's cathartic,
impersonal.

Often the easiest person to tell

a secret to
is a stranger.

RAMIREZ: This site has
12 million users

from all over the world.

That's a lot of strangers.

Is photo 2-2-6
Quinn's confession?

Raven, separate the text

from the image.

MUNDO:
All right, a couple letters

are randomly capitalized.

Pull them together.

MUNDO:
Doesn't make sense.

Wait a minute,
look at it backwards.

R-A-P-E-D.

"Raped.
I won't give up."

Was Quinn a rape victim?

Raven, can you find this
confession on the site?

RAMIREZ:
No, it's not here.

But the purple border
means that it was posted.

Maybe she had
second thoughts

about sharing her secret
and deleted it.

No, the language suggests that
she wasn't going to stay quiet.

MUNDO: "I won't give up"
in all caps.

Maybe she was planning
on going to the cops.

Or to confront
her attacker--

which could have
resulted in her death.

Our suspect pool
just got even bigger.

¶ I know you've deceived me,
now here's a surprise ¶

¶ I know that you have, 'cause
there's magic in my eyes ¶

¶ I can see
for miles and miles ¶

¶ I can see for miles
and miles ¶

¶ I can see
for miles and miles ¶

¶ And miles... ¶

¶ Oh, yeah. ¶

RYAN: Thank you for
taking the time

to meet with us,
Mr. James.

I know that this is a very
difficult time for you.

I don't understand

why someone would want
to kill Lexie.

Uh, Mr. James, there's
something you should know

about your wife.

Her real name
was Quinn Elliot.

Excuse me?

RYAN:
Your wife, Lexie,

was living a dual life.

She was
a convicted hacker,

she had outstanding warrants,

she was living under an alias
to avoid detection.

No.

You've obviously made a mistake.

Lexie was a software engineer.

Her fingerprints
are in our system

under the name Quinn Elliot.

Now, we think she
may have been killed

because of something
she was hacking.

I'm gonna need to confiscate
the devices from your home.

Do what you want,

but she would've told me.

Lexie and I didn't
lie to each other.

This is absurd.

Mr. James,
I have to ask you

a very difficult question.

Did Lexie ever talk to you
about being sexually assaulted?

What?!

No.

No, it...

She isn't who you think she is.

I know it seems
like I didn't

know my wife at all,
but I would know

if Lexie had been...

We were planning a family.

Saving to buy a home.

You're wasting your time,
Agent Ryan.

And instead of accusing Lexie
of some false identity scam,

saying these awful things,
you should be searching

for the psychopath
who killed my wife.

Did you see what he did to her?

I'm not gonna be able
to help you.

I'm sorry.

(groans)

(Nelson whoops)

Check out the moves
on this baby!

This brute force bot

is grinding through 72
potential passcodes per minute,

trying to crack
into Quinn's hidden partition.

Hey, don't touch it.

I don't want to have
to start over.

We're lucky that this calculator
app only accepts numbers.

No letters or symbols means

there's only about 10 billion
possible combinations.

Yeah, but Quinn programmed
the calculator to overwrite

the hidden partition if it
senses a forensic tool.

Now, are you sure we're
not gonna lose everything.

No, the bot replicates
the action of entering a code.

It stopped.

All right, we're in.
All right, cool!

Send the data to CTOC
and I'll meet you there.

(whoops)
This is a sick hacker's toolbox.

A Wi-Fi password cracker?

Blackshades command and control?

I've never seen this PIN
testing tool before but...

Nelson, check it out.
Yeah.

She's got
a ToggleFly exploit,

which means that the site
is an easy target.

That could be worth
some serious cash.

I know hackers who
would do anything

to get their hands on that.

Is that what I think it is?

May I present Quinn Elliot,

hidden partition and all.

RYAN: That leaves
only one question.

Was Quinn killed by someone
in her cyber world

or her real world?

Well, it looks like she logged

into a coffee shop's
open Wi-Fi network every day.

Hackers use open networks
to stay anonymous.

They're the sharks
in open Wi-Fi water.

That's why so many people
get hacked in coffee shops.

Maybe Quinn was hacking.

Okay, think I might
have something here.

RYAN: Shield Wallet.

Hackers for hire
use it to accept

anonymous payments
from their clients.

Can't be tracked.

Quinn was loaded.

She's got half a mil here.

Her husband said they were
saving up to buy a house.

He had no idea she was
stashing all this money away.

Last payment she received was
for $25,000, eight days ago.

Our hacker for hire
was back in business.

Why would she hide the Miafina
app behind the partition?

Yeah, well, it looks
like Quinn was hired

to hack the site Miafina
a week ago.

She found a backdoor
and identified

who posted every secret.

And look at all those names.

RAMIREZ: What people thought
was anonymous is no longer.

Hi, honey.
Hey.

Sorry I'm late.

Beltway was backed up.

It's okay.

RYAN:
This is a massive data dump.

This is Ashley Madison
all over again.

Blackmailing users
with the juiciest secrets,

threatening to reveal
their names.

This is a big payday.

Or go straight to the top--
hold the Miafina site hostage.

But Quinn didn't do any of that.

The only thing that she did

was delete her secret.

Users can delete
their own confessions.

You'd only need

to hack the site

if you were deleting
someone else's secret.

So maybe the confession
we recovered wasn't Quinn's.

Use the Lookback Machine
to track it.

Okay, it was posted
November 18.

And deleted November 26.

Here's a screenshot

of the confession
as it appeared online.

Our confession was posted from
the Paxton University campus

on November 18, 5:17 a.m.

So it's possible a student

at Paxton University was raped.

She used Miafina
to threaten her rapist,

then Quinn was hired
to silence our rape victim.

A sexual assault victim
at Paxton University

posted this secret
on November 18,

right in the Red Zone.

The "Red Zone" as in football?

No.

On college campuses,
the "Red Zone"

is the time in-between
new student orientation

and the Thanksgiving break,
when students

are at greatest risk
for sexual assault.

So, instead of fixing
the problem, they named it.

Incredible.

We need to find out
who posted that secret.

All right, well,

we can use Quinn's backdoor
to get a list of all confessions

with a Paxton University geotag.

I'll reach out to campus
security, metro PD,

cross-reference those
confessions with reports

of sexual assault on campus.

That might lead us
to our victim.

Make sure they know this case
stays under our jurisdiction.

Someone hired a hacker
to cover up a rape.

We started this,
we're gonna finish it.

You got it.

Hey, do you know
what "S-O-T" means?

Yeah, "screen on time"?

Amount of time your
cell phone screen is lit up.

No, I don't think
that's what this is.

I'm trying to figure out
why Quinn hacked Miafina.

Mm-hmm.
And this is the database

of new words logged by the
cell's dynamic dictionary.

And my phone finally stopped
changing "Krummy" to "tummy."

So?
So the last word that
Quinn's phone learned

Mm-hmm?
was "SOT."

You search it?

Unless Quinn recently became
a "sot" which is defined

as a "habitual drunkard"
or visited a village

in Serbia named Sot,
we're out of luck.

Okay.

So, let's write a script
to search the phone's

hard drive
for the origin of "SOT."

Um... just put in that.

All right... (muttering)

You miss being a black hat?

(chuckles)

I miss the rush.

You know that moment
right before you execute?

You have no idea
what's gonna happen next?

I mean, the hacks I knew
I shouldn't have been doing.

That was like--
Sex.

Oh, it was way better than sex,
come on now.

No.
Oh.

I mean, not-not better
than with you, just...

Right.
like, in the abstract.

Uh-huh. Nice save.

(laughing)

What was your most
dangerous hack?

I was living in New York.

I used to eat at this bomb
Thai spot, right?

Called Thai Delight.

They had killer pad Thai.

Thing was no one
was ever in this place.

So I was curious
how they were paying their rent

and they literally had
no network security.

So I snuck a peek
at their books.

Come to find out they were
a front for the Thai Mob.

Now, the second
I accessed the network,

I had, like, six huge guys
coming at me, right?

So, you know me, I'm fighting
them off, one-by-one.

I took one of them-- boom,

threw him through a table--

Nelson, stop lying.
Yes, I did.

You ran!

NELSON:
Damn.

Faster than I ever did.

(Nelson and Ramirez
laughing)

You're an idiot.

You know that's why
you're so into me.

Mm-hmm.

All right, now your turn.

What's your most dangerous hack?

I'm not telling.

Come on.

You can post on Miafina, but you
can't share your secret with me?

See, I only read
other people's confessions.

Ah.

Mm-hmm.

I never post.

(laughs)

So I called Paxton
University to get a list

of all sexual assault incidents
reported on campus last year.

Their number was zero.

That is virtually impossible.

One in five young women are
sexually assaulted in college.

Clearly they're underreporting
to keep their crime stats down.

Protect their image.

It's despicable.

NELSON:
Avery?

Check it out--
we figured out

who hired Quinn to hack Miafina.

She started
talking to someone

with the handle
SOT515 nine days ago

on an encrypted messaging app.

There's their first
conversation.

Quinn was hired to delete
the confession we recovered.

And locate and spy on the person
who posted it-- Shelby Lockhart

SOT515 is a rapist,

who's searching for his victim.

We need to find Shelby
before he does.

Go to their last conversation.

All right.

Maybe Quinn gave him
Shelby's location.

Nothing like
that, but...

Whoa.

Quinn quit working for SOT515.

She refused to continue
to spy on Shelby.

Said that she was
gonna tell the world

what a disgusting,
vile human being he is.

I mean, that's bold.

That is motive.

Quinn quit her hacking job.

She threatened to expose SOT515.

He may have killed Quinn.

Mm-hmm.

And when he asked
to meet Quinn in person,

wanted to make a deal,
Quinn agreed to meet him.

But hackers for hire never meet
their client in person.

Maintaining anonymity is
the cardinal rule of hacking.

I mean, come on,

Quinn would never agree
to a real-world meeting.

But she did.

We need to find out why she met
with her killer in person.

I'll meet you in CTOC.

(indistinct chatter)

RYAN:
Nelson was right.

Quinn agreed to meet Mr. 515
the night that she was killed.

He's our prime suspect
in this murder.

Where are we at with finding
our rape victim Shelby Lockhart?

Her phone's been
offline for a week.

No missing person reports
on campus or with metro PD,

but I have not been able
to reach her parents.

Okay, well, this is what
Shelby Lockhart looks like.

Her FriendAgenda has not been
updated for over a week.

You think that 515 killed Quinn
to keep her from exposing him,

then went after
Shelby Lockhart?

Until we find Shelby,
that's our operating theory.

Still no info on SOT515.

I searched with and social media
user with that handle.

I got nothing.

All right, this guy went
through a lot of trouble

to delete Shelby's
confession, right?

Now, at first blush,

it just looks
like a cryptic poem.

But what about it made him
go to such extremes?

Well, the guilty see

evidence of their crime
everywhere they look.

To him, this was
broadcasting the rape.

Raven, can you enlarge
Shelby's confession image?

So the images underneath the
secrets are just as revealing

as the text.

Why chose this picture?

MUNDO:
It's pretty abstract.

I'm not sure it is.

Draws your eye upwards.

There's a structure.

Raven, can you rotate it
180 degrees?

NELSON:
Whoa, that's crazy.

Boats-- SOT5!

Sprint of the Five Mile--
look it up.

Okay, it's a row team race
that happens once a year

on the Five Mile River
in Boston.

KRUMITZ:
Yeah, happens in October.

This year
the Paxton University crew team

won the whole thing.

Hey, well, check it out.

They have a photo album
of the celebration party.

Hey, Avery, is that Grace?

RYAN: She's with her friend.

They must have gone
to the celebration party.

Wait, stop, stop!
Behind those guys

standing at the pool table.

That painting is at
the crew team house.

It's time we paid
that crew a visit.

Paxton University crew team.

My name is Agent Mundo of the
FBI. This is Deputy Director...

Ryan? Julian Perkins.

Paxton University
Athletic Director.

Campus security alerted
me to your visit.

You want to tell me
what this is all about?

We have a warrant to search the
crew team's electronic devices.

We have reason to believe

one of them
is a rapist and a murderer.

MUNDO: The assault victim
is currently missing.

This is ridiculous.

You can't just come in here and
make those kind of accusations.

Do you even have any proof?
It's an
ongoing investigation.

You don't get to
ask that question.

Who are you to say that?

Finn, that's enough.

Keep your mouth shut, okay?

I'll handle this.

(sighs)
This is not the first time

that one of my athletes
has been wrongly accused

of sexual assault.

These lies ruin reputations.

Fewer than ten percent of
all rape accusations are false.

That statistic,

Agent Ryan, has nothing to do
with these fine young men.

Not one of them
is capable of rape or murder.

If you're so sure
they're innocent,

the devices will prove it.

You won't be taking
their devices.

According to university counsel,

their computers, phones,
their tablets,

they're all protected under
the Family Educational Rights

and Privacy Act.

They contain confidential
student records.

We're not interested
in their calculus scores.

We're looking for evidence
in a criminal investigation.

As you know,
the law's the law.

The only way you can have access
to their devices

is if you obtain consent

or probable cause
for an arrest.

Your warrant is useless.

We will find out
what happened here.

You can't
protect them forever.

RYAN:
I need to get access

to the crew team's devices,
Mason.

(sighs) We need to get
around this legal loophole.

I'm hunting a rapist.

It's not that simple, Avery.

I can't just get around
a FERPA violation.

Obtaining university records
is dicey territory.

Those devices contain the
oarsmen's class schedules,

university e-mails--

they're protected.

The university is throwing up
a wall to protect their image.

If we uncover that
one of their golden oarsmen

is a rapist and a murderer,

it will tarnish their brand,
and they know it.

You need the victim
to file a complaint, okay?

Where is Shelby Lockhart?

We haven't been able
to locate her.

Well, you don't have evidence
that supports the arrest

of any of the oarsmen.

That's the only way
you're gonna get

your hands on those devices.

How am I supposed
to get evidence

for an arrest if I'm not allowed
to analyze those devices?

We're on the same
side, Avery.

There's just no way
to get around this.

(sighs) All right, come on,
Shelby, where are you?

Quinn was paid
to locate Shelby.

There has to be some digital
trail that'll lead us to her.

Hey, right here.
Where?

Quinn was using Blackshades
to spy on Shelby.

It mirrored Shelby's phone
onto Quinn's screen,

allowing her to track
Shelby's every move.

NELSON: Everything Shelby typed,
Quinn saw.

Check this out.

She wasn't only watching...

Quinn also injected
targeted ads

into Shelby's
FriendAgenda feed.

RAMIREZ:
She was replacing Shelby's

targeted shopping ads

with online sexual assault
support groups.

And Quinn knew
Shelby's secret.

I mean, she wanted to help,

but she couldn't out
herself as a hacker.

Quinn was Shelby's
guardian angel.

All right.

So Shelby's phone
has been offline for a week.

No phone service means the
spyware can't track her.

NELSON: Hold up.

The spyware didn't stop
tracking Shelby's phone

because it went offline.

The spyware forced it offline.

Quinn disabled Shelby's phone.

So her final act
as guardian angel

was to stop Shelby's rapist

from being able to find her.

MUNDO:
Shelby Lockhart

is alive.

Her phone was inactive
because Quinn disabled it.

Finally got ahold
of her parents.

They just got back
from a cruise.

They said that Shelby's old
phone wasn't working,

so she got a new phone
and a new number.

Nelson's tracking it right now.

(phone chirps)
Good.

That was quick.

All right.

We have an address.

RYAN: Shelby, this is your
confession on Miafina.

Why do you have this?

Whoever attacked you
saw your confession.

He was looking for you.

Now I'm looking for him.

I should never have posted that.

It was stupid.

It wasn't stupid.

I thought if I posted it,

that it'd make me
feel better or...

help me to move forward,

or to go to the police,

to tell someone else.

(sighs)

Anyone else.

Tell me, Shelby.

Who assaulted you?

(softly):
Um...

there were three of them.

I can't remember their faces.

I never asked
for their names.

(whimpering)
Yeah, stop crying.

Stop crying.

(sobbing):
No!

I went to the party

the weekend that the crew team
won the Sprint of the Five Mile.

I had two drinks.

You know, they make them strong
on purpose.

MAN: Yeah!

I went looking for the bathroom,

and the next thing I remember
is that painting.

They held me down
to the pool table,

and they pinned my arms back.

I realized my skirt was up.

No!
They took turns raping me.

Help me!

(sobbing): And I tried
to tell them to stop.

I tried to fight them off,
and...

and then I just-just
stared at that painting,

and I prayed for it to be over.

I'm so sorry that
happened to you.

Did you report
your assault to anyone?

The university.

A few days after the party.

I went to see an administrator
in the student life office.

And she said

that the school takes incidents
like this very seriously,

but that I didn't have
a good case,

because...

...because I couldn't remember
their faces

or their names,
and because I was drunk,

and because I didn't turn it
in immediately.

That I was-- I think she said--

facing a hard fight.

My body was covered in bruises.

Why didn't you go to the police?

She told me not to.

She told me that I could lose
my scholarship

if I falsely accused
the crew team of rape.

(sighs)

So then you left school.

I couldn't pretend
that nothing had happened.

Every male face was my rapist.

I haven't told anyone else,

not even my parents.

My sister doesn't
even know, either.

She-she thinks I'm here

just to help her move
into her new place.

I had to get away.

I didn't think anyone
would believe me.

I believe you.

And I'm gonna help you.

I promise.

(sighs)

MASON LYNNE:
Hello.

Your Title IX complaint

against Paxton University,
as requested.

Excellent.

Title IX requires
a school maintain

a campus free of
sexual discrimination

and violence.

I'm disgusted.

Paxton broke the law

when they dissuaded Shelby

from filing
a sexual assault complaint

and threatened
to revoke her scholarship.

They're supposed
to make sure

that assault victims
can continue their education,

not retaliate against them

for reporting.

So if Paxton is
found guilty

of this violation,

it'll hit them right
where it hurts, their wallet.

Their federal funding
can be revoked.

Good.

Then they won't be able to hide

what's happening
on campus anymore.

No one should go through
what Shelby did.

One question:

Why did you list yourself

as the complainant
and not Shelby Lockhart?

Anyone who believes
there's been discrimination

on the basis of sex
can file a complaint.

I would rather be

the thorn in Paxton's side than
have Shelby fight this battle,

a battle that no university
should be waging

against a sexual assault victim
to begin with.

Where do I sign?

Right there.

Excellent strategy.

If the university won't
speak up for the students,

we'll speak up for
them ourselves.

That's it.

What?

We've been working this case
from the top down.

There were hundreds of students
at that party.

If the university
won't stand up for Shelby,

maybe another student will.

(students talking, laughing)

(bell tolling)

Is this about the other night?

I was just a little buzzed.

You were more than buzzed;
you were drunk.

I need you to be careful.

I am being careful.

Good.

Do me a favor, download
an app called Witness.

If you're ever in trouble,

no matter what time of night,
I want you to send me an alert

with your location.

I will find you
and help you.

Just promise me.

I promise.

(softly):
Okay.

Avery, you could have texted me
or even called me

about this.

Is there something else?

(sighs) Smart girl.

I'm working a case at Paxton.

There were photos
on FriendAgenda

of you and your friend Noah

at the crew team's
victory party.

Three members of the team
sexually assaulted a young woman

that night.

Do you know anything about it?

Did you see anything
or hear anything?

What is it?

I don't...

I feel weird
talking to you about this.

Grace, tell me.

Avery, you can't just throw
around accusations like that.

You're defensive. Why?

Okay, look...

Noah is my boyfriend.

He transferred
into Paxton last year

because he was falsely accused
of rape at his old school.

There was
a police investigation.

It got a lot of press
and everything,

and then one month later,
the girl recanted her story.

It was too late, you know.

He had to leave
his university,

his friends...

take a year off to reapply.

It took him forever
to trust anyone again,

even me,
when we started dating.

That's why you didn't
introduce me the other night.

GRACE:
You're an FBI agent.

You know, I was afraid
that you would look him up.

Everyone gets to decide
whether he's guilty or innocent

just by typing his name
into a search engine

without even knowing the facts.

(sighs)

That girl's lie will effect Noah
for the rest of his life.

Well, what happened to Noah
was terrible.

No one should
go through that.

But as an FBI agent,

I operate
on a case-by-case basis,

looking at the evidence
that's right in front of me.

Grace, if you know anything

about what happened
at that party,

you need to tell me.

I didn't see anyone
get attacked,

but I've heard the rumors.

There could be someone
who saw something.

He was recording video
at the party all night.

(cheering, whooping, shouting)

His name is Carter Harris.

Another student?

He's on the crew team.

RYAN: Carter, this is
not a code of silence

you want to live the rest
of your life with.

We know that
you were documenting

the Sprint of
the Five Mile party.

We need that footage.

Well, you can't look at
my phone without my consent.

You're right, we can't.

But you need
to ask yourself

what is more important:

your team,

or your integrity?

And what about Shelby Lockhart?

MUNDO: Listen, you're worried
about betraying your boys.

I get it.

You train together
year round,

you compete all season,

you party together
every weekend.

You depend on each other.

It's an amazing brotherhood.

When you're part of
a group like that,

nobody sees you
as an individual.

Is this who you want to be?

Come on, Carter,
do the right thing.

I-I deleted the footage.

They told me to.

Here.
Maybe you can recover the video.

RYAN:
Get that to Daniel Krumitz.

¶ ¶

And what did you delete?

I don't...
I-I'm not sure, really.

I caught it by mistake.

I was just... I was walking
around the house,

filming the party,

and I accidentally
walked in on them...

uh, with Shelby.

Raping Shelby.

(sighs)

Who did you see?

I, uh, I can't be sure.

You said they told you
to delete the footage.

Who is "they"?

Finn Thompson, Pete Winthrop

and Thatcher Bell.

I was coming home
from my last midterm

and everybody in the house
was freaking out.

One of the guys recognized
the painting from the house

when he was reading
secrets on Miafina.

RYAN:
What happened then?

CARTER: Finn made us all swear
to keep our mouths shut.

Look, those guys are headed
for the Olympics.

A rape charge would...

ruin their lives.

(Shelby sobbing)

Stop, please!

Please, stop!

(Shelby sobbing)

All right! Pete Winthrop.

Finn Thompson. Thatcher Bell.

Stay.
Everybody else, get out.

Stand up.

Hands out to your sides.

In case you've forgotten,
Officer,

you're not allowed
to look at our phones.

MUNDO: It's "agent,"
and you're under arrest

for the aggravated
sexual abuse

of Shelby Lockhart.

With all due respect, Agent,

we're the Paxton
crew team.

We don't have to rape anyone.

RYAN:
Rape isn't about sex.

It's about power.

And as a team,
you operate as a pack.

This campus is
your hunting ground.

Sorry, those a little tight?

KRUMITZ:
Bad news.

None of their phones
I.D. them as SOT515.

What? Are you sure?

Looks like someone else
hired Quinn

to cover up their crime.

RYAN:
Those three would've gone
to someone else for help.

Their devices can
still lead us to him.

I doubt they would've texted

or called
whoever it was for help.

No, you're right.

They would've gone in person.

And their phones
would've been with them.

Frequent locations.

Carter gave Avery the date

that the team saw
Shelby's confession--

last day of midterms.

That was, uh, right there.

November 19.

All right, so,
other than their house

and this facility,
were their phones ever

in the same place
at the same time that day?

They were all
in the same location

for two hours:

the athletic
director's office,

Julian Perkins.

Thank you.

Oh, good.

You saved me
a phone call.

The university
attorney is on his way

to get your search
warrants tossed.

Those students will be
back on campus

within the hour.

I'm not here for your crew team.

I'm here for you.

I know that you're SOT515.

(laughs)

I'm afraid I have no idea

what you're talking about.

Mmm... I think you do.

Your precious
crew team

came to you with a problem:

someone was accusing them
of rape

on the Miafina
Web site.

They claimed

they didn't do it, of course,

but this silly girl

was threatening to make up
a story that they did.

And when they couldn't find her,

she became a ticking time bomb
for them and for you.

That is quite the detailed
fabrication, Agent Ryan.

It's the truth, Mr. Perkins.

There's a funny
thing about guilt.

It traps people
into reacting.

The irony is,

if your team members
had just left it alone,

you could've
gotten away with all of it.

The only ones

who knew what Shelby's
confession really meant

were the guilty.

But then,
when Quinn Elliot went rogue,

that's when you had
everything to lose.

Your glory over
the Sprint of the Five Mile.

The money and the prestige that
win brought this university.

Your job.

So you asked Quinn
to meet with you in person

to work out a deal.

PERKINS:
This is absurd.

I have no idea who Quinn is.

RYAN: And I had no idea
why she agreed

to meet with you in person,

but then her phone told me why.

She launched
her video camera app.

She planned on recording
your meeting

to expose you.

She knew that you were capable

of covering up rape,
but she didn't know

that you were capable of murder.

(gunshots)

Julian Perkins,
you are under arrest

for the murder of Quinn Elliot.

I never thought they'd be
punished, let alone this.

First thing we need to do is get
you into a survivor's group.

Then get you back into school.

I don't know.

I'm the girl who got
the crew team suspended.

I'm the girl who lost the school

the Sprint
of the Five Mile.

People are gonna hate me.
Shelby...

none of this
is your fault.

They lost that title
all by themselves.

But by coming forward,
you're protecting

every other young woman
on this campus.

You're exposing an ugly truth

that is occurring on
universities across the country.

Title IX requires
that the university

keep you safe
from retaliation.

I'm gonna make sure they do.

I don't want to be known as
"the rape victim" on campus.

I get that.

Unfortunately,
this is an epidemic.

And the reality is,

everywhere you go on campus,

you will be surrounded
by other women

who've experienced
sexual violence.

Women like you.

You're not alone.

And while you're a victim,

you're also a survivor.

Look, this is just
the beginning.

You still need
to go through trial,

you need to testify...

I'm not gonna
sugarcoat this.

It's not going to be easy,

but when it is over,
you will be glad that you did.

And I'm gonna be there for you

every step of the way.

'Cause I've got your back.

Thank you.

(sniffling)

(light switch clacks)

You're seriously
not gonna tell me

your most
dangerous hack?

I told you mine.

Listen, honestly,

I have too many
to choose from.
Okay.

(elevator bell dings)

Mr. James.
Thanks for coming in.

We want to tell you something
about your wife.

Haven't I heard enough?

She wasn't who she said she was.

Maybe not.

Your wife wasn't killed
because she was hacking.

She was killed
because she stopped.

She died protecting the young
woman she was hired to hack.

Your wife was a hero.

I wish I could be sure
that's the truth.

I don't know
what to believe anymore.

RAMIREZ: Hackers are
secretive by nature.

But our devices
know more about us

than anyone
in our lives.

"Us."

You're a...

A hacker. Yeah.

We both are.

Former black hats.

Lexie's phone told us
she was turning her life around.

Why do you keep
calling her Lexie?

Your boss told me that
her real name is Quinn.

Because of this.

QUINN:
This is Quinn's last job.

Then I will live only as Lexie.

I owe it to him to be the wife
he thinks he married.

What is this?

RAMIREZ:
Lexie's secret.

It's a confession
she posted as Lexie James.

She was done
living a double life.

She wanted to put
Quinn behind her.

She was choosing me.

You gave her a reason to change.

Nothing can bring
your wife back.

But this might be able to help.

It's a zero day exploit

for ToggleFly.

Allows a hacker to steal login
information from the users.

Lexie found it.

RAMIREZ:
Companies pay hackers

who find bugs in their systems.

It's completely legal

and it's worth a lot of money.

NELSON:
And it's yours.

A gift from Quinn.

Lexie.