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Damn, baby.

Hey, you need a--
you need a walk home?

I'm fine, really.

Oh, come on.
I mean, hey, it's no trouble.

I said I'm good.

I've been admiring you.

Shh, don't worry.

I'm new at this too.

You'll be my first.

You picked the wrong house.

Check the nightstand.

Her tox screen shows GHB,

but there's no evidence
anyone else was there.

The alarm was on all night.
Rape kit came back clean.

You must be able
to do something.

Agent Ortiz,

I do these interviews
in hospitals,

the ICU.

I'm sorry,
but there are other cases

that need my attention.

Without any evidence,
there's nothing more I can do.

Syd, that was humiliating.

I told you
I didn't want to call them,

but you had to push,
like you always do.

I couldn't sit back
and do nothing

if somebody hurt you.
- If?

I checked your cabinet.

You haven't been
taking your meds.

Of course
you don't believe me either.

That's not true.
I do believe you.

No, you want to believe me.

The detective said it.
I have no case.

I was just lucky
I had Dad's badge

to scare the guy off.

Luck won't get him
off the streets.

And you will?

Syd, you're not Dad.

You may be FBI,
but we both know

you don't have the power
to open an investigation,

so, please, let it go.

Ms. Castille,
do you have a moment?

Um, I have
until my next meeting.

Let's make it quick.
- I'm Sydney Ortiz.

I'm the profiling coordinator.

I work downstairs,
and I have a case to bring you.

- Oh, I see.
- Yes.

My sister was assaulted
in her home last night,

almost raped.

I am so sorry to hear that.

Is your sister
a federal employee?

No.

Uh, does she live
in federal housing?

No.

I'm afraid it's outside
of my jurisdiction.

I can make a few calls
to friends at NYPD.

You and I both know
barely 5% of sexual assaults

end in an arrest,
and less than half of those

result in jail time.

I already started my profile
on her attacker.

This guy didn't get
what he wanted.

Matter of time
before he strikes again.

Uh, how--how are you
so sure about this?

Four years of BAU training
and experience.

Rounding up,
figure the taxpayer is paying

about a mil
for me to stand here

and have this conversation,

and if it's one person
I don't like to disappoint,

it's a taxpayer.

Ortiz, you said?

You wouldn't happen
to be Vic's daughter?

Before he passed,
he helped me close

the trickiest narco case
of my career.

There wasn't a workaround
he couldn't find.

Technically, your sister,
she could have been attacked

because she was
a relative of FBI agents.

We have to presume the assault
was related to your job.

Alarm looks fine, functioning.

Heard you ran another
partner off, Scola.

What's that, three for three?

Yeah, I told Isobel
I'm done speed dating.

I want to be single
for a while.

You mean third wheel?

Well, maybe
we don't label it.

No sign that
anyone else was here.

No such thing as
a perfect crime, right?

Hey, guys, broken glass.

Maybe there's a struggle.
Glass goes over.

Guy's meticulous,
so he cleans it up,

but he misses this one piece.

Or it could have been there
for a year.

Or there was no crime,
and the only reason we're here

is 'cause it's
Victor Ortiz's daughter.

Nothing wrong with that.
I'm just stating the obvious.

No, it's true.

If her dad didn't die
in the field, then--

Her sister didn't work
in the basement,

we wouldn't be here.

All we have is her word.

Well, any other crime,
first-person account is enough.

Hopefully, she's believable.

Glass?

Maybe it got knocked over.
I--I don't know.

Well, these are
pretty serious allegations--

home invasion, assault.

We're gonna need more
to build a case.

I know that.

That's why I told you
to leave it alone.

Hold on.

We know a little.

This guy bought Mel's lie
that she's FBI,

so he doesn't know her well.

He's not a friend
or a coworker,

but he was careful.

He's a stalker,
deluded by a fantasy

of reciprocal affection.
- OK.

We do have a timeline, sort of.

He said he's been admiring Mel.

Exactly.

A crime of this level
of precision

took preparation.

He's been watching for months,
not days.

Mel,
anybody you can think of

that might fit
that description?

How about half the male
population of New York?

Mel, this is a guy who's made
himself a part of your routine.

Just think.

I came up with a routine
with my psychiatrist.

Get up at 7:00, brush my teeth.

Then I make a smoothie,
go on a late morning run.

There's a guy
I always see on my jog.

I've never talked to him,
but he's always there.

That fits the profile.
What does he look like?

He's a tall white guy,
around 6 foot.

And he has tattoos of birds
on his calves.

I got eyes on him,
bird tattoos.

He is on your tail.

FBI.

Me too.

I didn't break into
anyone's apartment.

We know that
you've been stalking

Melanie Ortiz for three months.

So unless you want to take
a field trip to Rikers...

Wait, no.

You got it all wrong.

I just wanted to ask her out.

I haven't been on a date
in two years.

I was trying out a tip
I read in a men's magazine.

If girls see you out regularly
at a at a coffee shop

or the gym,
they're more likely to say yes.

Just out of curiosity,
do they also suggest

following the women home,

like you did to Melanie
last week?

I finally worked up
the courage

to introduce myself.

I was waiting for her
to come back out

so I could bump into her,
you know?

But some guy comes out
of left field

and sends her flowers.

- What guy?
- I didn't see him.

All I saw were the flowers
he left--

pink roses
in the shape of a bunny,

embroidered card.

It seemed pretty
desperate to me.

Did they say
who they were from?

No, just that they were
from a secret admirer.

So--so I threw them away.

I figured if she never got 'em,

I still had a shot.

Talk to me.

The jogger was working
the graveyard shift last night.

He's a customer service rep
for a local internet company.

OK, so he is out,

but he did give us
the next piece to our puzzle.

Days before her attack,
Mel received flowers

from a secret admirer.

Or would have if our jogger
hadn't trashed them.

Lines up with what
the perp told Mel.

It's him.
- Uh, maybe.

Let's not get ahead
of ourselves.

But assuming
there's a connection...

There's only one boutique
in Park Slope

that sells flower arrangements
in the shape of animals--

Vase and Vines.
- OK.

Can we figure out
who made the purchase?

The owner says
the flowers were purchased

anonymously online
with a gift card,

so it's impossible to trace.

Hi.
Can you tell us if that card

was used to make
any other purchases?

He says
a second identical order

for a Jennifer Murray
yesterday.

Jennifer Murray, 26,

currently in NYU grad school
for engineering.

We need to contact her now.

This guy's targeting her.

Maybe.

She's not answering.

And she didn't show up
for class today.

Her ID was never scanned in.

OK, let's get a marked unit

over there for
a health and welfare check.

Is there any cameras
outside her apartment?

- Yeah, sharing it now.
- OK, great.

Kelly, over here.
- Yeah.

All right, so we're scrubbing
the last few days.

This guy was watching her too,

so we're looking
for anything twice--

a car, a face, a dog.

You see it, let me know.

Nothing's sticking out.

Try checking last night
between 12:00 and 4:00 a.m.

There. Go back.

Can you zoom in?

Fire up the JOC.

We have an abduction.

No reports made with NYPD
in the last 48 hours.

Facial rec confirms
it is indeed Jennifer Murray.

All right, so let's put
a BOLO out for her

in the five boroughs, yeah?

In the meantime,
unless our abductor

is training for
the World's strongest man,

he was not carrying
Jennifer far.

So where was he going?
Does he live nearby?

Was he parked down the street?

If so, can we get
a make and model,

or dare we dream,
a plate number, yeah?

- On it.
- All right. Nice job, Ortiz.

So what inspired the hunch?

Frustration-aggression
displacement theory.

Uh, OK, you're upstairs,
so in layman's terms, please?

After the perp failed
to make Mel his first,

he went after another woman
to fulfill his fantasy.

So Jennifer Murray was
plan B.

Assuming he's
a first-time attacker,

he would be thorough,
and it wouldn't be uncommon

for him to have more
than one potential victim.

Right, so we can expect him
to be just as prepared,

and we're already a day behind.

All right, people,
where are my eyes in the sky?

Street cams follow him
for a couple blocks

before hitting a blind spot.

After that, nothing.

Well, then we get down there

and start canvassing
for witnesses.

Maggie, OA, and Scola
are en route with the ERT.

I'll meet them there,
scope out the scene,

and expand the profile.

Ortiz.

With me.

I spoke to your supervisor,
Eric.

He said you have
no field experience,

but you're a good agent--
brilliant, even.

But you don't play well
with others.

Actually, "won't"
is the word he used.

I have my own way
of doing things.

What I am saying is
believing you are

the smartest person
in the room,

it might work downstairs,
but up here in the field,

it could be the one thing
that gets you killed.

So when I say you go right,

you go right.

Absolutely.

What the hell is up
with the bunny kink?

The flowers aren't sexual.
They're romantic.

Right.
He's courting his victim.

He's convinced himself
he's a gentleman,

that they're in love.

Or that
he's not hurting them.

Every bad guy is the hero
of his own story, right?

I might be a little
out of my lane here,

but isn't that
somewhat of a leap?

You tell me.

"To Bunny,
from your secret admirer."

All right, it's the same
as your sister's.

It's also
the same crime scene.

There's no forced entry,
no fingerprints yet.

The only difference is,
this time he took his vic.

Right, which means we better
find another thread to pull,

or she's gone,
if she isn't already.

This guy's been waiting
for this moment.

He's not gonna kill
if he doesn't have to.

He's gonna hold on to her
for as long as he can.

Are you always this sure
about everything?

Jennifer Murray?

Call an ambo.

Can you describe the attack?

I don't want
to talk about it.

Can you describe the room
that you were being held?

Did he allow you
to move around,

or were you tied up?

Uh, Agent Ortiz,

can you get Jennifer
some more water?

I think there's a cooler
in the hallway.

Do you think I could get
a blanket or something?

Yeah, of course.

Here, you can have this.

Listen, we're here to help you,
any way we can.

So you can take a breath.

And when you're ready,
then I'm ready.

I woke up to a bright light--

it was flashing--

and a man standing over me.

I never saw his face.

I'm sorry.

Hey, it's OK.

It's perfectly normal
and healthy

not to remember every detail

when you have
an experience like that.

Any detail does matter,
no matter how small.

Do you remember
what happened next?

He injected me
with something.

I blacked out.

I woke up in a room.

It was--it was dark.

And, um...

there was a shower
in the corner, dripping.

He had a mask on.

His face was just a smear.

I couldn't move,

but I was awake.

And as he did it,

he kept saying,

"You're my first.

You're so special."

And then he dropped me
back at home.

You're being really brave.

We're gonna make sure
this never happens again.

All right,
so Melanie Ortiz was attacked

in Park Slope
just after midnight.

Jennifer Murray was abducted
shortly after in College Point,

only to return to her apartment
in less than 12 hours.

So let's make this
make sense, people.

The hospital confirmed
Jennifer Murray

was drugged with
the same GHB analog

injected into Melanie Ortiz.

So presumably the same perp.

But how does a drugged woman
travel across the city

in broad daylight?
- Well, maybe she didn't.

If the profile
Syd is building is correct,

our perp is living
in this fantasy world

where he's
the perfect gentleman.

So maybe he dropped her off.

Door-to-door abduction, right?

You're saying he was
within hundred feet of us?

If he was,
he's moving in blind spots.

I've got nothing
on street cams--no vehicle.

Right, so the maestro
isn't just finding

his way around
security systems.

He's also evading surveillance.

Are you OK?

I know.

It could have been
your sister in there.

For whatever it's worth,

there's no way
I would have been able

to sit on the sidelines either.

If someone went after
my sister,

I'd want to hunt
that guy down too.

I'm just glad you were here.

She wouldn't talk to me.

If you want people
to open up,

you need to show them
that you really care,

and you cannot fake it.

I know.

Empathy is a key tactic
in the science of interviewing.

It's great, but out here,

you need people
to tell you the truth

in a short amount of time

if you want to be
a field agent.

I never planned for this.

I just wanted
to help my sister.

But--but her story--

a strobe light, an injection...

When she first told me...

You didn't believe her.

Mel always saw things
that weren't there,

since we were kids.

Yeah, I have a hard time
believing my sister too.

She sees ghosts too?

No, but she has her demons.

Look, I'll tell you
over drinks sometime.

Thanks, but I don't drink

when I'm getting to know
someone.

Why, so you can profile them?

No.

So they can't profile me.

All right,
so help me out here.

The perp also told
Jennifer Murray,

"You're my first."
- Yes.

My mistake was
taking him literally.

He told Mel the same thing

because he wants his victims
to feel special.

All right, victims, plural.

You think there's more.

That's our working theory.

Perp makes them shower--
as a kindness, sure,

but also to wash away evidence.

He's got a system down pat.

This kind of precision
takes practice.

Yeah, well, we should have
enough to run a ViCAP search.

Yeah?
- Yeah.

Entering the details now.
- OK.

Results populating
any second.

That's a lot of firsts.

How far back do they go?

At least six years.

17 cases open,
but none of them

followed up by law
enforcement--

city, county, state.

These are all the women
who weren't believed.

All right, people,
17 victims' voices

went unheard for far too long.

It is time to listen.

Now, serial offenders
usually operate in a pattern,

through a routine,
so there has to be

a common thread
linking the victims

that can lead us to the perp.

Well, it's not physical type.

These women are
different races, ages,

builds, and body types.

All right,
let's--let's talk details.

- They all live alone.
- Mm-hmm.

And just like Jennifer Murray
and Melanie Ortiz,

they all report having
a home security system

that didn't sound
during the attack.

OK, that's--
that's interesting.

What security company
did they have?

We checked.

It was about a dozen
different companies.

Right.

Except...

all these brands
have been rolled up

by one corporate buyer.

You're saying all the victims

had the same security company?

I'm saying
all the victims had

the same security company--

Sentinel Alarms,
a Delaware corporation.

I want everything
on Sentinel Alarms--

owners, managers,

down to the techs
who install it all.

OK, according
to Sentinel's HR department,

there was an employee that was
terminated a few months ago

for withholding
a sex offender charge--

Justin Halvorson, 30,
former service technician.

Means he worked on-site
in clients' homes.

So he had access to the homes
and a history of sex crimes.

Do I need to finish
this thought?

I don't have to answer
any of your questions.

I did nothing to no one.

You were attacking women,

clients of your own company.

Yeah, except I didn't.

Let's back up.

Your sex offender status--

you withheld it
from the company.

That's a crime right there.

That's not how
that went down.

Yeah?
So why don't you start talking?

I was 18.

I was in love
with a girl who was, yeah,

22 months younger than me.

Her parents were rich.

They got the cops involved,

ruined my life.

- You didn't hurt anyone?
- No.

Well, someone out there did.

And it would be easy for us
to take your case

to the U.S. Attorney's Office.

So unless you explain yourself,

your life's gonna change
all over again.

I didn't lie.

My boss, Tom, he kept it
off the paperwork.

It's why he hired me.

Tom thought that
I was just like him,

that I was down with
what he was doing over there.

What was he doing?

He'd pull alarm systems
offline for maintenance

in the middle of the night
to surveil women

as they made dinner,
brushed their teeth, slept.

He's sick.

I'm not like him.

You knew about it,
did nothing.

No, I--

I confronted him.

He freaked,
revealed my record to HR,

and I got fired.

Before I left,
I downloaded proof

of when the systems were down
as leverage.

Leverage?

Unlawful termination.

I looked into suing,
but lawyers are expensive.

So the kid's boss,
Tom McGrath,

was surveilling young women
on cameras he installed

and then disabling their
security systems remotely.

That is insane.
What am I looking at here?

OK, so we're going through
Justin's logs.

All the dates and times
systems were taken offline

correlate with attacks
going back years.

And McGrath matches
the height and build

of the man who abducted
Jennifer Murray.

Where is he now?

- Can I help you?
- FBI.

We're looking for Tom McGrath.

- Tom?
- Yeah.

Over there.

One step closer, and I jump.
I mean it.

That's the easy way out, Tom.
Don't be a coward.

Stand down, Ortiz.

I got nothing to say to you.

- How about my sister?
- I said stand down!

Tom, I'm Agent Zidan.

Agent Ortiz didn't mean that.

You're not a coward.
You were just feeling trapped.

And I get it.

You don't--
you don't understand.

But I want to. Huh?

Just let us hear
what you have to say at least.

And then we can work
this out together.

Please.

That's it.

Hey!

OK, all right.
I got you.

I got you.
I got you.

I got you.

Even the bad guys
need to believe

we're on their side, OK?

This is all looking
very clear to me, Tom.

You disable alarm systems
of women

who trust your company
to protect them

so that you can grab them
undetected.

And enough women
bravely came forward...

You found him.

I told you I would.

Mel, I got your back,

no matter what.

You're all I've got.

Are you ready?

You make a positive
identification,

and we get you out of here,

and we make sure he never
does this to anyone again.

Security system that uses
Sentinel Alarms,

your employer's hardware.

We've got all the data
from your office

to back it up.

Even caught you on camera.

That's you.

That's why you tried
to kill yourself

because you couldn't face
what you have done to 17 women.

I never touched
that woman, ever.

It's not his voice.

What?

I'm telling you,
that's not him.

You've got the wrong guy.

I'm positive.
He has a co-conspirator.

OK, but we didn't find
any communications

with anyone on his phone.

I know that you want
to believe your sister, but--

She was right, about it all.

But Tom doesn't match
my profile.

He feels guilt.

That's why he was
clamming up in the box.

That's why he tried
to kill himself.

Right, or it could be because
he's, you know, guilty.

He is the beta.

That means there's
an alpha out there,

an alpha predator, one who
doesn't know right from wrong--

a dangerous,
serious sex offender.

That's a theory.

So let's test it.

Let's see if Tom breaks.

It'll be tough.

Betas rarely turn
on their alphas...

Especially one who allows them

to live out
their darkest fantasies.

They only break
if they feel betrayed.

Then that's our plan.

Tom's attorney just arrived.

He's willing to talk
for a proffer agreement.

No.

Then we can't use
his testimony against him.

If you're right,
he has information we need.

He could lead us to the man
who assaulted your sister.

You know, I came to you

because I thought
you'd understand.

Agent Ortiz,
you don't understand.

Cutting deals with bad people
haunts me,

but this is how we get results,

so that you and the rest of
New York can sleep at night.

So who'd you piss off
this time?

It's not funny, Eric.

So now what?
You're giving up?

Back to the dungeon
for you, huh?

We have 17 cases that
match our perp's MO, right?

Women drugged, abducted,
returned to their homes.

One case doesn't match.

How's that?

His first victim,
Chloe Mullins,

wasn't returned home.

I would interview her,
but two years after,

she took her own life.

What about a witness?

Well, the night
of the attack,

Chloe escaped.

A woman, June Bakers,

found her stumbling
in the street.

I tried calling her too,
but no answer.

No way I solve this
before Tom gets his deal.

You know, when SAC Castillo
called and asked about you--

I know.

You said I won't play well
with others.

I said you were
just like your father--

sharp, insightful,
and a dog with a bone.

Yeah, well,
look where that got him.

He had the respect
of every agent

who ever worked with him.

He was tireless.

It's Syd.

I didn't realize you guys
were on a texting basis.

Oh, she's just eager.
Come on.

We all were at some point.
- Mm, you were obnoxious.

That's different.

Yeah, she's going to talk
to some witness

down at the Heathman.

- A witness?
- What witness?

Tell us how it works.

Go ahead. Tell her.

I disabled the alarm systems,

and then I watched them sleep.

That's it.

What about the break-ins?

I don't do them.

Who does?

I don't know.

Oh, because you're just
the eyes and ears.

You surveil the victims,
learn their routine,

every detail about their home,

so that your partner can
take them without a trace.

You want to remain loyal, Tom?

This guy is not doing
the same for you.

Look at you.

Look where you are,

while he gets off scot-free.

He set it up this way so that
you would take the fall

for what he has done.

He used you.

No, Roy wouldn't
do that to me.

Roy. Who is he?

Roy.

I met him online.

He couldn't get a date either.

He wanted to sleep with them,
and I wanted to watch,

so he let me see everything.

He would take the women,

and you would meet him
to watch.

Yes, in the basement
of an apartment building,

the Heathman.

Roy's the super.

Can I help you?

Special Agent
Sydney Ortiz, FBI.

I'm here to speak
with June Bakers.

Oh, she's lived here
for a long time.

Follow me.
I'll take you to her.

Do you mind if I ask
what this is about?

A girl she found a couple
of years back, Chloe Mullins.

Well, I'm sure
she'll be happy to help.

- I didn't catch your name.
- Oh, I'm Roy.

I'm the super.

She's not answering.

OK, we got
to get down there now.

Roy, it's not too late.

You still have a choice
about how this ends.

Surveillance confirms
Agent Ortiz

entered the Heathman,
but it doesn't show

her leaving,
meaning she is still

in there somewhere,
and we need to find her.

Let's start in the basement.

Why? Why? Why? Why? Oh!

- I feel for you, Roy.
- You don't understand.

I loved Chloe.

Then why didn't you
drop her home?

That was her fault.

I know to take a woman home
after a date,

but she was--she was--
she was stubborn,

and--and she got away.

And then
June found her outside.

If she had just stayed,

I would have taken care of her.

That's very kind of you, Roy,

because that's
who you really are,

a gentleman.

Will you make sure
I get home safe too, Roy?

We don't have that kind
of relationship.

No, no, no, no.

No, you ruined it.

Now I have to kill you.

Go, go, go!

I'm on your side, Roy.

Tell your story to my team.

No.
You're trying to trick me.

No. No.

I just--I just want you

to be the gentleman
that you are...

The kind of person
who takes accountability

when they hurt someone.

I never hurt anyone.

I'm sorry to say this,
Roy, but you did.

We found the room.
No sign of Agent Ortiz.

It's exactly
as Tom described it.

Where the hell is she?

The Heathman has six floors,
90 units in total,

at 100% occupancy.
- That does not narrow it down.

Got something.

Unit 514 has permits
for a renovation.

It's unoccupied.

The only person
that would have access--

The super.

All right, team,
we have a location.

Unit 514.

Chloe killed herself when
no one believed what happened.

You're lying.

I'm not, Roy.

She's dead.

She committed suicide
because of what you did to her.

I'm sorry.

I'm so sorry.

But you have a chance
to do the right thing.

I'm so sorry.

Roy, wait!

Shots fired.

Shots fired.
- Go, go, go!

Suspect is DOA.

OK?

- I didn't mean for him to--
- Syd, Syd, It's OK.

It's OK. Come on.

All right, Jubal.
We got her. Ortiz is OK.

On behalf of the FBI,

I am so sorry
your cases were ignored.

Every one of you took
a brave step coming forward

and made this arrest possible.

Though we can't change
what happened,

I can tell all of you
that the FBI

will be devoting
significant resources

to our serial offender program,
starting now.

We're gonna interview you
one by one.

The world will know
that this happened.

Hi.
- Hi.

My name is Isobel Castille.

Almost forgot.

Thank you.

Got a second?

Sorry to say,
your supervisor was right.

You inserted yourself
into an investigation,

disobeyed direct orders,
questioned my plan of action--

I know. And you were right.

I made about 100 mistakes
in the field today.

But also, it was--

I think it's where
I belong one day.

100 mistakes?

How it felt.

So next time when I say
go right, you go right.

Yes, absolutely.

Next time?

I thought you went home.

Oh, yeah,
I called to check in.

Ella's doing great.

I mean, it helps
that she loves Erin.

- Nice.
- Yeah.

Look at that, huh?

Today could have been
so much worse.

Ooh, inspiring toast.

I don't know about you guys,
but finding Syd like that,

tied up, my stomach dropped.

What do you think of her?

I think she's smart,
but there's a reason

we keep the BAU folks
in the dungeon, right?

Yeah. Mm.

She's behind me, isn't she?

- Yeah.
- That's amazing. Hi.

You'll get used to me.

I thought you don't drink
when getting to know people.

I thought
I'd make an exception

for my new teammates.

OK. Cheers.