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Oh.

What was that?

Stay here.

Mom?

Mom?

This is Nancy Gardner again.

Yes, Eva Jones' mother-in-law.

It's been well over 12 hours now. No.

We haven't heard a thing.

Yes, I suppose this is out of character for Eva.

The police are out looking.

I know this seems impossible,

but try not to imagine the worst-case scenario.

- First dad, now this. - Yes.

Does make one wonder.

What do you mean?

From the moment Eva called to tell me he was gone,

I knew something was off.

A healthy 34-year-old man

doesn't drop dead for no reason.

- He had a heart attack. - And now your mother disappears.

Right as I'm pushing for a second autopsy.

I'm gonna pretend you didn't just say that out loud.

Mom, please come home.

Mom?

Mom!

Mom! Mom! Mom, wake up! Help!

Mom, mom, mom, wake up! Mom!

Help! Help!

Mom, mom, wake up, please. Help!

- Hey, Dane. - Oh.

Ah.

Oh! Well, thank you kindly, Grace.

- Hey, Dane. - Hey.

Not too cold to be working outside?

- No way, it's refreshing. - Ah.

Hey, girls, why don't you go inside and start your homework?

- I'll be right there. - What about you?

You, uh, adjusting to Sami having her license?

Well, actually, it's kinda nice. I'm all caught up on emails.

Hey, uh, any word yet from 9 Moon?

I have refreshed my emails, like, 20 times the last hour.

- Still nothing. - You're gonna get it, I know it.

Thank you.

I, uh, I thought you'd given up on this one.

No, I, I just figured I owed it to Ryan to get it running again.

If it bothers you, I can put it in the garage.

No, no, it's...

I know how much Ryan enjoyed rebuilding it with you.

It's a nice memory to have.

Oh. Hang on, sorry.

- Oh. - Everything okay over there?

Yeah, it's just this guy Clint. Just can't take a hint.

Uh, first guy I go out on a date with,

and it turns out this guy is a, uh, total creep.

Yeah, wasn't that date, like, weeks ago?

- He's still calling you? - Yeah.

And the worst part is that I left

my favorite earring in the back of his car.

Well, you know, if you want, I could, uh, make sure

he leaves you alone. You know, well...

Oh, yeah, I can be very intimidating.

- Oh, wow, tough guy. Okay. - Oh, yeah. Yeah.

Wow, I got this. Actually, I'm gonna just block his number.

- So... Thank you. - Yeah. Smart.

After the year you had, you can't be too careful.

Yeah. Anyways, what about you?

Now that your divorce is finalized,

are you gonna finally ask my friend Ashley out or what?

- Oh, come on. Get out of here. - Come on!

What would she want with a guy like me?

You gotta give yourself a little more credit.

- Come on, I'm a mess. - Okay.

Well, listen, I'm gonna go inside and make dinner.

I'm gonna tell Ashley to expect your call.

You got a little somethin' right here.

Thanks.

Hey, hon.

- Just checking in. - Right on schedule.

Ah, very funny. What you working on?

- Jacket. - Huh? Can I see?

- It's a mess. - Oh.

I like it. I like what you've done.

Do you want a suggestion?

Try mirroring this structure in the front.

That'll make some interesting lines.

What do you think?

- I'll never be as good as you. - Of course, you will.

But all designers need their beauty sleep.

- Few more minutes? - Yes, of course.

- Hey. - Mm-hmm.

- You're okay. You're okay. - Okay. Okay.

All right, ten more minutes.

- Love you. - I love you.

Sleep tight.

Got it.

Ah.

Dane!

Dane! Dane!

- Dane, there's a car. - What? What's going on?

Car. Uh, there's a car. It's following me.

There was.

Someone was following me.

What kind of car? Did you see who was driving?

I don't know.

Well, what about a license-plate number?

Uh, here, here, sit.

But I didn't...

I didn't get one.

I don't know, maybe it was nothing.

What are you doing joggin' in the snow anyways?

I don't know.

Just clears my head, I guess.

I don't know, maybe I just panicked.

Maybe it's nothing.

Clearly, I'm just easily rattled these days.

Eva, you were kidnapped out of your own driveway and they never

caught the guy, if you think someone is following you,

you should go to the police.

I think we both know what a

waste of time that would be.

I mean, if they didn't believe me then,

why would they believe me now?

I just wish I got my life back.

You don't have to go through this alone.

Seriously, if you need anything.

Yeah, no, thank you.

I really appreciate you

looking out for me.

Yeah.

- Oh. - Wow.

This day couldn't get any better.

- Nancy for dinner again, huh? - Yup.

That woman can't go one week without telling me

how terrible of a parent I am.

- Helpful. - Very helpful.

So, uh, beers tonight, after I get rid of her?

Yeah, yeah, no, I-I'm just about to

head out, but I should be back around 8:00 or 9:00.

Great. Is that a new shirt?

Oh. Uh, no, it's just...

- Where are you headed? - Nowhere.

Okay, so did you finally give my friend Ashley a call?

- Wouldn't you like to know? - I would like to know.

Text me when you're done. I want all the hot goss.

Yeah, I-I think Nancy needs you.

I could use some help with these, if you're not too busy.

Yeah. I may have some news myself.

I'll be right there, Nancy.

Oh, wow, you went all out!

Thank you so much, Nancy, this is delicious.

My pleasure. Grace, well, have a few more vegetables there.

- Please. There's plenty. - Grace, just a few.

Mom, what's the big news?

So, 9 Moon offered me the job

as the creative director for their head office.

Wait! 9 Moon Fashion House?

- Yes. - Mom, that's amazing!

Well, I mean, we're still working out the details,

but, um, it comes with great perks and full health benefits.

And the best part is they're gonna let me work

on my own designs.

- It's kind of a win-win. - Wait.

Isn't their head office in New York?

- Mm-hmm. - So, we'd be moving?

What about school and our friends?

Well, you'll make new friends and you'll go to a new school.

I mean, that's exciting, right?

Plus, this isn't just an opportunity for me,

it's for you girls as well.

Sami, you could go

to the design school after you graduate.

- Think about the opportunities. - Yeah, but we have a life here.

- Well, I know, but... - If you needed money...

I wish you would've asked.

I-I don't, Nancy, but thank you.

Regardless, you can't sell this house.

This was yours and Ryan's first home.

It'll be a fabulous first home for another couple.

Right? New York's a fresh start for all of us.

Moving across country isn't going to bury your past, Eva.

What's that supposed to mean, Nancy?

There are too many unanswered

questions regarding Ryan's death!

Moving away while his case is unsolved

is simply irresponsible.

Don't you want to know what happened to him?

Girls, do you mind...

Just go to your room for

just a second.

No, stay.

- The matter of their father's... - Nancy, stop!

He had a heart attack.

Why can't you understand that? Why can't you accept that?

The facts of his death remain as murky

as your apparent kidnapping.

So easy for you to believe that Ryan was killed,

but it's-it's very difficult for you to understand

that I was, I was taken.

Oh, yes, by someone who happened

to drop you back in your own front yard?

I was in a diabetic coma, Nancy. You think I did that to myself?

Then who did it, Eva? Who kidnapped you?

Oh, that's right, you can't remember. How convenient.

Get out of my house.

Excuse me?

You heard me. Get out.

Congratulations on your job, mom. Really.

Girls, wait.

Grace.

So I got, uh, A for question 46.

What about you?

Sami? Everything okay?

Yeah, sorry. My mom dropped this bombshell on us tonight.

I don't know, I'm still trying to process everything.

- What did she say? - Wow, it's later than I thought.

I should go talk to her. I'll see you tomorrow?

Yeah. Night.

Mom, can we talk?

Mom, I'm sorry.

Mom?

See you at breakfast.

I love you. Goodnight.

Mom?

Mom?

Mom?

Mom?

Mom?

Mom?

Okay, so when was the last time you both saw her?

Uh, around 4:00, I think, right around when Nancy arrived.

And she didn't seem off in any way?

She did say she thought

someone was following her earlier that day.

- What? Who? - Sami, go to your room.

- Let the adults handle this. - She didn't get a good look.

But said they drove a dark car.

- And you? - Um...

I-I left the house around 6:00.

Is that it?

- They had an argument. - About?

Family matters.

That's enough from you.

Okay, well, I've got your statements.

So I will reach out when we've got something.

Wait, you're leaving? You've been here, what, 20 minutes?

Well, there's not a lot we can do right now.

What are you even saying? You should be out looking for her.

- We all should. - I understand you're concerned.

But we don't wanna jump the gun.

Nobody's jumping the gun.

My mom's obviously been taken again

because you couldn't find her kidnapper the first time.

Sami, show the officer some respect.

An open window and one knocked-over vase

aren't necessarily signs of a struggle.

I mean, you told me you were in your bedroom all night.

She could've just as easily walked out the front door.

Without her phone or her purse?

Well, you'd be surprised how common that is

for people having breakdowns.

A breakdown?

So she just left and we all just have to accept it?

Give it 48 hours, and if your mom isn't back by then, call me.

- Sami, what's going on? - Wonderful.

You've woken up your sister.

Sami, Sami!

Detective Campbell!

Sami!

Hey, it's gonna be okay.

How do you know?

You're right, I don't.

Dane, look.

- Careful. Sami! - Hey!

Sami, stop! Hey.

Chasing after random cars isn't gonna bring your mom back.

What am I supposed to do?

Did you get a picture of the license plate?

Send it to Campbell. Come on.

Do you remember, after your father died,

how I came to stay with you girls for a week

because Eva went on vacation?

She wasn't on vacation, Sami.

Your mother fell apart.

I was grieving my son,

and I had to put that on hold to pick up her pieces.

I didn't want you or your sister seeing that.

But your mother, she...

she deals with stressful situations in her own way.

She, um, you know, has trouble facing things head-on.

Last year was just a practice run.

This is the real thing.

No. She would never leave us.

I wish I could believe that.

That's mine.

You leave this mess to me.

I've cleaned it up once before.

Pretty sure I was there last year, too.

And after everything that's happened, you're still

treating me like a child.

Get some rest, you girls

will be staying with me starting tomorrow.

Where are you, mom?

Oh.

What?

Ah.

Ah! Ah...

Oh.

Ow!

Hello? Hello?

Let me out of here! Please!

Let me out! Help! Please let me out!

What do you want?

Let me out of here.

You're not ready.

Sami?

- I hate it here. - Tell me about it.

It's like living in a haunted art gallery.

We should be at home. We're old enough to stay by ourselves.

It's only for a little bit, until mom comes back.

How do you know she's coming back?

Because she'd never leave us.

You know that, right?

Sami, Grace, lunchtime!

Let's go.

My bedroom's off-limits. You're not to go in there.

Do you understand?

- Is this Fizzy? - Mm-hmm.

We haven't had it in forever, mom won't buy it

anymore since dad...

Yes, well, I know how much you two enjoy it.

Your father did as well.

Has Detective Campbell called you yet?

- What are the police doing? - Rest assured.

They're doing everything they can.

Like what? Are they organizing a search party?

Are they doing a press conference to alert

people that she's missing?

Sami, leave this all...

To you?

Yeah. You said that already.

I will call Detective Campbell after lunch and get an update.

But you have to promise to let this be.

Now, let's finish our lunch.

Afterwards you girls may watch some television if you like.

So, how you doing?

I'm great, thanks for asking.

Sorry, I know this is tough.

No, I'm sorry.

I feel like I'm in this never-ending nightmare

and I can't shake myself awake.

Do you think your grandma would let you have visitors?

I can stop by and give you some company and...

I don't know, we could.

- What? - My pencil crayons.

I must've left them at the house.

Well, couldn't you use something different?

It's not the same. I better go get them.

Sami, are you sure that's a good idea?

Gabe, I need to get out of here.

I can't stay cooped up for another second.

Let me come pick you up.

No, that old junker will just alert my dungeon master.

It's a quick bus ride. It's cool.

Okay, well, just, uh,

shoot me a text when you get there, so I know you're okay.

- I will. Bye. - Bye.

Oh. Hello.

- You must be Sami. - How do you know my name?

Eva told me all about you and Grace.

Whoa! Hold on.

- Wait. - Get away from her.

- Get out! Get out of here. - I don't want any...

Get out of here!

- Are you okay? Who was that? - I-I don't...

I don't know, um...

Wasn't that the car we saw yesterday?

Yeah, I think so. Come on.

And once again, detective, if you can call back

as soon as you get this message, I'd really appreciate it.

As soon as possible, please.

Hey, I'm gonna head home, but thanks for keeping an eye out.

Yeah, yeah, of course.

Sami, I'm sorry.

I should've been there that night.

I should've been drinking beers with your mom,

not on some lame date. I... I could've done something.

- I could've stopped... - No, hey, it's okay.

It's not your fault. I know you would've if you could.

Yeah, all right. Here.

Let me give you a ride to your grandmother's.

No, it's okay, bus stop is, like, half a block away.

- All right, come on. - And...

- Mom got me this. - Are you sure?

Yeah. Thank you.

Well, I'll keep an eye out till you get on the bus at least.

Okay. Thanks.

- And, Dane. - Yeah.

Thank you, for everything.

Feels like we're the only ones that actually believe

she was taken.

We're gonna find her, Sami.

Oh, my God.

Hello.

Thank you for the food.

This place is the best.

Thank you for the clothes.

You got my size and everything.

Do you think that I could...

thank you in person?

It'd be nice to see you...

face-to-face.

- Maybe we could eat together. - I would like that.

Hm. This is a nice place you have here.

Where are we exactly?

That's not something

you need to worry about, Eva.

Oh. Um...

Sorry.

Hello?

A-are you still there?

Just like I showed you, twist it over

and then loop it on the top like that.

All right, you give it a try.

No, twist it. Just twi-twist it, make a loop and...

Oh, for heaven sakes, we're casting on.

- Not casting for fish. - That's what I'm doing.

Can we go outside or something?

I think some air will do us all good.

Later, Sami.

Let's enjoy this nice,

quiet morning while we can. Yes?

Excuse me a moment.

- Campbell. - Hi, this is Sami again.

- Eva Jones' daughter. - Sami. How can I help you?

I wanted to make sure you got my messages

about that man standing outside our house last night.

Uh, you shouldn't be at the house, Sami.

- It's an active crime scene. - Funny.

You don't seem very active.

This guy, did you get a good look at him?

Height, build, anything that makes him stand out?

Not very tall, but not short. Regular build.

Look, I can sketch him out and send it to you if that'll help.

Any idea why he'd be at your house?

I don't know. But he seemed to know my mom.

- And was super creepy. - Okay.

Send me the sketch and I'll look into it.

- Wait? Is that it? - Is there something else?

No, but this is taking too long.

What if she's...

What if whoever has her wants to hurt her?

We're doing everything in our power to find your mom.

In the meantime, you can't be running around at all hours.

- I found you a suspect. - Sami!

I need you to stay at your grandmother's house,

where it's safe.

I will call you back if I hear anything more.

Hey.

Oh. Oh.

Trying to give me a heart attack or what? Oh...

Were you able to get out of the house without getting caught?

Yeah. My dad's in tour mode. Leaves tomorrow.

So right now his focus is on packing his Fenders.

- Any news? - Nothing.

My grandmother's keeping me in the dark

and the detective working the case

brushes me off every time I call.

It's like no one wants to find her.

- Except for us. - Yeah.

Look, you know your mom better than anybody.

If you say somebody took her, then somebody took her.

- Ready? - Let's go.

Hey.

Hello?

No.

No. Ah! No!

Eva!

Please.

I miss my family.

I miss my home.

You are home.

This isn't a home.

It's a prison.

Thank you for coming to see me.

Really means a lot.

I wish I could see your face, though.

Do you wanna come inside?

Cooper's.

I love their coffee.

They make great danishes, too.

- That shirt... - Ah. Ah, ah.

Here, let me help.

What are we lookin' for?

Anything weird.

Gabe, my mom's laptop.

"Eva, the girls deserve more.

It is not healthy the way you are raising them.

You are not well?"

No. That's not true, none of it is.

Why would your grandmother say that?

What's Fish In The Sea?

A dating site.

"Can't wait to see you again. Did you wanna come over?

Tried calling. You didn't answer.

You're a tease, you led me on." Gross!

They're all from the same person. CB-56.

"I know you're home, your bedroom light is on."

Gabe, this was sent the night she was taken.

Wait, that's the guy I saw outside my house.

Let's keep looking.

Yeah.

So your mom keeps her insulin in the fridge, right?

Yeah. Why?

It's not there.

Her toothbrush, pills, they're all gone, too.

Well, that's weird, but...

But what?

Why would her toothbrush be gone?

The kidnapper must've come back.

- Did you lock the door? - I don't remember.

Ah!- ...!

- What are you doing here? - What are you doing here?

I saw the light was on, I thought that creep was back.

- I think he was. - What do you mean?

My mom's meds, toothbrush...

- Everything's gone. - What?

And the creep's name is Clint Barker.

Hey.

Who the heck is this guy?

Well, Sami! Hey.

Stop! Whoa! Hang on!

- Hey! - Not now. What's your plan?

I'm gonna go find Clint Barker. Wherever he is, so is my mom.

What, so you're just gonna go up to this guy's house

and ask politely to have your mom back?

Her life could be in danger.

I'm not gonna wait any longer.

I'm not gonna let you endanger

your life as well. Okay?

So we're gonna go into the house, call Campbell.

- And tell her what we need. - What use is that?

She doesn't listen to me anyway.

- Hey. - She'll li...

She'll listen to me. Okay? Just wait.

Campbell.

- Uh, detective? - Yeah.

- Yeah, this is Dane Clarke. - Okay.

I've some important information regarding Eva Jones.

- Really? - Yeah.

Okay. Um...

- Hey! Sami, stop! - Sorry, Dane! Go.

Hey! Hey!

Dave? Hey, Dave? Hello?

Are you sure this is the place?

Yeah, it's the same address he sent my mom.

Look. The license plate matches.

- Okay. - Let's go.

Sure about this?

Yeah, go.

Hey, what about the car alarm?

No, no!

Okay, you keep watch, I'm gonna look in here

and then we'll go to the house.

- Okay, just hurry. - Yeah.

Gabe!

My mom's earring.

- I'm gonna keep lookin', okay? - Okay.

Hey!

- Run! - No.

That's my car!

What do you think you're doing?

- We know you have her, Clint. - What?

Sami, it's not worth it.

Where is she?

I know you wanna find your mom,

but you can't take the law into your own hands like that, Sami.

You could've gotten hurt back there.

I don't care. If he did something...

We already questioned Barker off a tip from your neighbor.

He admitted to driving by your house.

What about the threatening messages he sent my mom?

Did he admit to those, too?

He's got an airtight alibi.

He's on security footage at O'Carney's Pub the whole night.

I'm sorry, Sami.

He's a creep.

But he's not our guy.

Detective?

What were you thinking?

Can we not talk about this right now?

I made a mistake.

But at least I was trying to find her.

You're not going to stop until you have some answers.

I get it. I feel the same about your father.

This is nothing like that.

All I want is for you to be aware

that some people who go missing don't want to be found.

Why do you hate her so much?

I don't hate your mother, Sami.

You've been awful to her for as long as I can remember.

Even before you blamed her for dad's death,

she was never good enough for you.

She made Ryan happy.

That was all I ever wanted for him.

But your mom has her own problems,

problems that go beyond what the eye can see.

She's troubled. She needs help.

So try helping her instead of fighting her.

You have no idea how hard I've tried.

She didn't want my help. Stubbornness runs in her blood.

That same blood is in me, too.

That's true.

You are your mother's daughter.

Your erratic behavior has not gone unnoticed.

Not only are you a danger to yourself,

you're a danger to your sister.

You're not to leave this house under any circumstance,

nor may you contact Campbell.

This renegade detective game of yours ends tonight!

Yes! Oh, my God.

Right. Well, I know that.

No, bu...

Well, that's what I've been saying.

No, no, your, so now they've eliminated

one of their suspects.

Yes, him. His alibi checked out.

Good morning.

So we're not gonna talk now, is that it?

One day you'll understand everything I've had to do.

What's that supposed to mean?

What's for breakfast?

What would you like?

Um, I want bacon.

Bacon.

All right.

No, uh, cereal.

You've got to eat something.

I'm going to the bathroom.

Is that okay

or do I need to start asking permission for that, too?

Sami?

Be right out.

Hi.

Did you come here to eat?

Please, come in.

Here.

Let me guess. Strawberry danish?

Hm.

Ah. My favorite.

That's my husband's shirt.

I am your husband.

Show me.

Can I see your face?

No. Ah!

So I'll be back in a few hours.

Girls?

You're not to leave the house.

What if it's on fire?

- What's that? - I turned her phone tracker on.

- Where is she going? - I don't know.

Let's make this quick.

Sami.

It's locked.

- Who are you? - What?

I had a "Nancy Drew" phase.

Police reports,

coroner, toxicology.

Filed by someone named Charlie Blake.

Why does she have all this?

These are all about...

Who?

Dad.

What are these?

Look.

It's mom.

Hey.

Do you know where Nancy is right now?

Why is she at my house?

Turn on the news.

We're here to ask for your assistance in finding Eva Jones

age 36, and a mother of two.

Ms. Jones has been missing for approximately five days.

- What are they doing? - A press conference.

They're finally taking this seriously.

...own free will.

Still, it is in her best interest

that we locate her.

Eva, please come back. Your daughters need you.

Come back so we can get you the help

you so desperately need.

Just a quick comment...

Don't listen to her, Grace.

Everything she says is a lie.

Press conference seemed to go well.

It needed to be done.

That should cover another month.

But it's imperative that we wrap things up

as quickly as possible.

Might have something for you later. I'll be in touch.

Hey, Gabe, I need you to pick up Grace from my grandmother's

and bring her to your place right away.

I'll explain everything later.

Sami?

Grace?

Sami!

What's wrong?

Where's Grace?

Somewhere you can't find her.

What are you talking about?

I saw your news conference.

I saw you wipe your phony tears,

begging for mom to come home.

But that's not what you want, is it?

- You're scaring me. - You took her.

- Sami... - I know you did.

And why would I do that?

To keep us away from her.

I saw the texts you sent, the photos in your closet,

the reports about my dad. You're trying to turn us against her.

- You're being obtuse. - And I saw you in the park.

Earlier. Did you pay that man to kidnap my mom?

- You followed me? - Where is she?

- Calm down! - Where is she?

That's what I'm trying to find out!

This all started with Ryan.

As I've said before, a healthy man simply doesn't drop dead

from a heart attack as the first coroner's report stated.

No, Eva was so quick to accept it,

but I knew something wasn't right.

So you think my mom killed him?

If that's what you really think, then just say it out loud.

Your mother has her issues, but she loved your father.

And he loved her.

Someone else killed him.

And I'm trying to figure out who.

Then why send her all those nasty texts?

I will admit that my temper gets the best of me sometimes.

But her episode last year really gave me pause

about her abilities as a parent.

- And now she's left again... - She didn't leave!

Someone took her. It was you!

Samantha,

I would hope that you think better of me than that.

Tell me where she is.

I didn't wanna show you these, but you've given me no choice.

What is this?

I believe this is the motel where your mother is staying.

I've been working with a private investigator on Ryan's case.

He is the man from the park.

When Eva vanished, I had him investigate her, too.

These photos are the result, apparently.

- Where is she? - I don't know.

Your mother is going to do this to you

over and over again until you're numb inside.

Uh, my own mother was a manipulator, an abuser.

I still suffer from the trauma she inflicted upon me.

When I had your father, I promised myself

I would do anything, anything to protect him.

But I failed him.

I failed myself.

- I won't fail you. - My mom isn't like that.

What more proof do you need?

She would never leave us.

She would never...

Oh. Yes.

Sami!

Sami, come back!

Ah...

Ah! Come on!

Ugh! Come on!

You're not gonna find it.

- What do you want? - I want to protect you.

By chaining me up like an animal?

Only until I can fully trust you, Eva.

You took me last year, didn't you?

It was you, wasn't it?

Why? Why did you let me go?

I wasn't ready the first time.

But now I have everything to keep you safe and comfortable,

to make you happy.

Happy? Here?

In this room? Alone? Without my kids?

You're not alone. We'll have each other.

I don't even know who you are.

I'm your husband.

Ryan is dead.

You're not him.

You're a creep.

Hello?

Hello?

Eva, I can be your husband.

If you'll let me, it's all I've ever wanted.

And now that he's out of the way, we can fi...

Out of the way?

You killed him, didn't you?

You took away my husband.

My children's father.

I can give you so much more

than he ever could.

All I want is for you to be happy.

No, I'll never be happy here.

Not here.

Not with you.

Please.

My kids, they need me.

I-I-I understand.

I'm gonna go get our children now.

No! No! No! No!

Detective,

Sami and Grace, they've run away.

I'm worried for their safety.

Call me as soon as you get this, please.

Campbell?

Hello?

- Nancy... - Who is this?

- Nancy, can you hear me? - Oh, Charlie.

Yes. I can hear you.

Sorry, went through a tunnel.

Uh, listen, I finally got the latest toxicology report

back from the new medical examiner.

They found trace amounts of various poisons

in Ryan's system.

Poisons?

Uh, lead, arsenic, toluene.

Somebody was giving them to him over time,

in small enough doses to not raise any suspicions.

You were right, Nancy. Your son was murdered.

Nancy, you still there?

I'm, I'm here, yes, I'm...

I-I'm-I'm just trying to think.

Who has access to poisons like that?

Figuring that out will be our next challenge.

This is so hard to believe.

And thank you

for everything,

with Ryan, with Eva.

Those photos you left, they were upsetting to see,

but I'm glad you were able to locate her.

Oh, what motel is she staying at?

I'll go pay her a visit.

What are you talking about?

Uh, the photos of Eva in her motel room

that you left on my doorstep.

Nancy, I've been trying to find leads into Eva's disappearance,

but nothing's come up.

I have no idea where she is.

But earlier in the park you said

you'd have something for me later.

Yeah, the examiner's report.

But, uh, the photos...

Those aren't from me.

Nancy? Did I lose you again?

Let me call you back.

Sami?

Hey.

You okay?

Definitely not.

But the less Grace sees, the better.

I set her up with my Xbox, so should be good for a while.

How'd it go with your grandma?

She denied everything.

Turned my dad's death into some murder conspiracy.

And she calls my mom unstable.

Thank you for letting us stay here

while your dad's out of town.

No, really, you're a good friend, Gabe.

Yeah, of course.

Sami.

I have to show you something.

My grandma got these from a private investigator.

She's alive!

She looks like she's in some motel.

- Mm. - What?

I've been in plenty of motels, thanks to my dad's touring.

That doesn't look like a normal motel.

Look. What motel has single beds?

No phone, no windows.

- No memorabilia. - You're right.

Look, there's a can of Fizzy on her end table.

She stopped drinking that when my dad died

'cause it made her too sad.

It, it looks like there's something

wrapped around her ankle.

- Looks like a, like a cord. - No.

It's something else.

We have to go.

He said he'd be here.

I'll go check your place, see if he's there.

- Yeah. Be safe, okay? - Yeah? Yeah.

Hey, Dane, I was knocking.

Sorry, yeah. I, uh, didn't hear you.

Um, you said you had something you wanted to show me?

Yeah.

These showed up on my doorstep today.

Have a look.

You're not gonna believe this, Nancy got the same ones

from her private investigator.

- Nancy has a PI? - Yeah.

She hired him to look into my dad's death.

I don't know, I guess she paid extra to help find my mom, too.

But why would she send these to you?

'Cause she knows I'm the only one besides you

that actually believes Eva was taken.

These photos are nonsense, they're the only proof

Nancy had anything to do with this.

Here, look, looks like there's a chain

or something wrapped around her ankle.

Oh, yeah.

Look at that.

This PI, you, you really think Nancy hired him

to keep Eva locked up?

Well, I mean, it makes sense, right?

He's probably not even a real PI.

Um, she must really hate her.

Come inside, we'll, uh, we'll call Campbell, okay?

Oh, shoot, I'm so sorry.

Oh, no, hey, it's okay. Here, here, here.

Get the ones on top.

Sorry I soaked you there.

No, it's, uh, it's okay.

Um, let's, uh, let's get inside.

Okay, we'll call Campbell.

What if we never find her, Dane?

I keep replaying everything over in my head again and again.

And what if I'd been there or heard something?

Or what if you'd been there?

Yeah, I've been thinking the same thing.

If I'd just skipped the gym that night...

maybe she wouldn't have gotten hurt.

I think you should come inside now.

- Everything okay? - What are you doing here?

- What, I... - I told you to leave me alone.

You don't even believe my mom was taken.

- I don't want your help anymore. - Sami, wait...

I'm gonna go get Grace from her friend's house.

Sami, we can talk about this.

Go home, Gabe.

I'm gonna get Grace before Nancy does.

And I'll bring her back here where I know she'll be safe.

Especially if no one knew we were here.

- We can go together. - No, it's okay.

There's less explaining to do if I go alone.

You stay here and call Detective Campbell.

I'll be back in an hour.

Okay. Hurry back, Sami. Hey.

Promise.

Promise.

Are you gonna tell me what's going on?

When my mom first went missing,

Dane said he felt bad about going on some sort of date

and he wasn't there.

Yeah, so?

He changed his story completely.

Maybe he just got his day screwed up.

No, Gabe.

The first time my mom went missing,

she said she managed to stab this guy

with her keys a few times.

I just saw, Dane's arms are covered

in a bunch of tiny little scars.

Dane?

Why, then?

This doesn't make sense.

I don't know.

But I have a really bad feeling.

- She has to be in here. - How are we gonna get her out?

No!

Let's go. Go, go, go. Quick.

Come on, come on.

She's not in the house.

Eva.

Hey, h-h-hey, hey! Eva!

Eva, Eva.

No, what did you do?

I have an idea.

Hey, Eva.

Ah...

- What? - Sami's in trouble.

- I need your help. - What?

- What happened? - She fell and hit her head.

I think. Just come quick! She's over here!

Ah...

- Where? - Uh, just over there.

- Just at the end of the street. - I don't see her.

Mom! Mom! Mom!

- My God. Oh, Sami! - Mom!

- Are you okay? Did he hurt you? - No, I'm fine.

I-I just faked a seizure. What...

We need to get you out of here before Dane comes back.

Dane? Oh, my God. Dane.

H-how did you find me?

You're under the shed in his backyard.

You've been 20 feet from home this whole time.

Sami, get out of here. Go. You go run and call the police!

I'm not leaving, not without you.

Don't, I don't want him to trap you down here. Sami, go!

He won't. Trust me.

- Trust me. - No. No. No.

I'm not gonna let you get trapped.

Go! Hide, go.

Eva.

Hang on, baby, hang on.

I got you, baby, I got you.

I'll save you. You can't die. You can't die.

You creep! Run!

Run!

Sami, run!

Sami.

Sami.

I'm not mad.

Let's talk about this, okay?

Ah! Ah!

Help! Gabe!

He's a little incapacitated right now.

How could you? I trusted you! My mom trusted you.

Because I love her, and I love you and your sister.

Let me be the father you deserve.

- You'll never be him. - Ah!

Help!

Just go to sleep. It's okay.

I'll just get this and then we'll get Grace.

And everything will be okay.

You need to learn how to behave.

Hey.

Are you okay? Oh...

I can't believe you wrote that song. It's beautiful.

Yeah, well, it's about this gorgeous girl.

Smart, kinda funny.

Think you'll really like her.

Yeah, well, nice. Now I'm jealous.

Sounds like a loser anyways.

So, my mom's making dinner, if you wanna stay...

Ooh, I don't think I could say no to that.

Ooh.

- She seems happy. - Yeah, she is.

Are you guys, like, boyfriend and girlfriend now or what?

- None of your business. - Thank you.

Okay, hope y'all are hungry.

- I made dad's famous lasagna. - Oh, it smells delicious.

Thanks, Gabe.

Oh, must be Nancy.

Ah. Nancy, hi, come on in.

Hi, Eva. Thank you.

So glad you could make it.

Thank you for having me. Oh.

- Let me take your coat. - Oh, thank you.

Um, it means a lot that you invited me.

Of course. The girls will be happy to see you.

Uh, come on in, I mean, we just got started, so...

I hope you weren't waiting for me.

Oh, of course not.

Hi, girls!

- And you must be... - Gabe. It's nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you.

Nancy, you're still good to stay here next week.

- Right? - Yes, that's all right.

You're staying here?

Well, I understand you girls need your own space.

However, if you wanna sleep at my house...

No, thank you.

Oh...

Well, as much as I'm loving that 9 Moon

is letting me work remotely, the odd trip to New York

is, it's not so bad.

It sounds like the perfect fit for you.

I'm glad you're enjoying it.

And Ryan would be proud.

We're all proud, mom.

Thank you.

Dig in. Lasagna's not gonna eat itself.

- Salad? - Yes, please, thank you.

Go on, Grace.

- Nice. - Okay, Grace.

Thank you.