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ANNOUNCER:
This is
New York Crime Catchers.

Tonight, the New York City
Police Department

is asking for your help.

Approximately six weeks ago,
at 11:30 p.m.,

Cheryl Miller was leaving
a New York dance club
and on her way home.

It was at this time
that she was approached

by a female suspect
who pulled a gun

and fired upon the victim,
killing her instantly.

(gunshot)
The suspect is also believed
to be responsible

for the murders
of Judge Daniel McHenry,

a resident of New Jersey,

and New York representative,
Congressman Philip Devane.

The suspect is a white female,
five foot eight,

110 pounds,
with medium-length blond hair.

If you have any information
about this case,

call the New York Crime Catchers
tip line at:

♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪

Remember, every call
is confidential.

MAN:
Crime Catchers.
How can I help you?

WOMAN:
I saw her!

The blond woman
the police are looking for,

I know where she is.

This building's been vacant
for over two years.

New York Power Corp detected

an abnormal usage spike
from an adjacent building.

Someone's piggybacking off their
neighbor's electric service.

This tip looks like
the real deal.

Perimeter is locked down--
we're good to go.

All right, listen up.

We'll be entering the building
from a side location,

here.

This will be
our primary

access and egress
point-- and I want
radio silence.

Our suspect is
technologically sophisticated.

TAYLOR:
Make no mistake,
this woman will be

armed and very dangerous.

She's a shooter-- killing is
nothing more than an instinct.

During our last pursuit,
I saw her

cut down an
unarmed civilian
without blinking an eye.

So she will not think twice
about putting a bullet in you.

Man, that's brutal.

Is this Suspect X?

FLACK:
Mac, you were the only one
to come face-to-face with her.

She just knocked on my door.
I...

I don't know who she is.

Please...

let me go.
(gunshot)

Yeah.

It's her.

BONASERA:
Hey, guys, it's gonna be
another minute.

Any luck?

Negative. Hard drive's
been wiped clean.

See if you can find
any foreign prints.

Maybe whatever was on these
laptops is something to die for.

You okay?

What are you
thinking?

This woman was a skilled
and trained assassin.

Whoever did this...
had to be better.

BONASERA:
Who kills
a professional killer?

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SID:
Your murder weapon.

Six-and-a-half-inch,
black powder coated blade,

sawtooth back.

This is a Navy SEAL
combat knife.

Now, if only there
was a game show

that called for
that kind of knowledge,

you'd be able to retire early.

I'd miss your wit.

And your keen sense
of observation--

speaking of which...

Uh, that knife you're holding
was used to inflict

these stab wounds.

They're shallow.

Deliberate but nonlethal.

She endured
a tremendous amount of pain.

She was also suffering
from acute dehydration.

Her muscles showed signs
of atrophy.

And take a look at these.

On the surface,
they appear to be

minor abrasions, but in fact...

They're bedsores.

Exactly.

Aged linear bruising.

Looks like she was bound

for an extended
period of time.

I was getting to that, Mac--
you're stealing my thunder.

See?

Her legs as well.

She struggled hard.

Now, this looks to be
an injection site.

I'm waiting for tox to come back

to determine
if she was drugged,

but I'm guessing she was
held captive for a long time,

tortured, and possibly drugged.

Any theories?
This woman murdered people
for a living;

she was highly skilled;

she probably trained
to endure torture.

Whatever her
killer was after,

she didn't give it up easily.

Or give it up at all.
Anything else?

I thought you'd never ask.

This may be the most perplexing
thing about this case.

These metal screws
were inserted

during a cosmetic forehead lift.

And take a look at these,
uh, healed fractures,

uh, inflicted during a surgical
procedure to alter the nose.

My autopsy also revealed
remnants of scarring from an eye lift,

genioplasty,
and skin layer erosion therapy.

And all of this work
was performed within the last couple
of months.

Our vic was a master
of disguise--
maybe cosmetic surgery

was another elaborate way
to conceal her identity.

How are you at...
reverse engineering?

I don't like the sound of this.
Sid, if you
can rebuild

her face to what it may have
looked like before the surgery,

it might help ID her.

Knowing who
this woman is
will help us find her enemies...

and who might have
wanted her dead.

You get any prints
off the laptops?
Nothing usable.

Knife give us anything?

Here. Take a peek.

I found it in the handle.

A ball bearing?

With minute traces
of dried blood on the surface.

Looks like shrapnel...

from an improvised
explosive device.

Soldiers wounded
in action

sometimes...

keep the shrapnel
that's pulled from their bodies.

It's like a little reminder
of how close they came to dying.

Get any prints
off the knife?

Wiped clean-- but I did find

some dried blood
in the crevice

between the hilt and the handle.

I sent both samples to DNA.

So if the owner of the knife
was wounded in action,

he or she would be the recipient
of a Purple Heart.

Are you saying our killer
could be a war hero?

Hey, Linds.

Oh, Danny!

They're beautiful.

Nothing says "You're special"

like centrifuge tubes
filled with DNA samples.

I'm not gonna
live this down, am I?
Forgetting my birthday?

Probably not.

Where did you get these?

Adam found more blood
samples on the knife.

There was a piece of shrapnel
hidden inside the handle.

Did you run the blood
he found on the hilt?

Yep. Came back
nonhuman.

I sent it to Serology
for a protein analysis.

Lindsay, come on.

Uh, guys, we're not wired
for remembering dates, okay?

We remember sports stats
and steak sides--

that's our thing,
all right?

Steak sides?

You are so busted.

Detective Monroe?
Thanks.

DNA from the knife came back
to a white-tailed deer,

common to the forests of
the northeastern United States.

Wasn't one of
Suspect X's victims

on a hunting trip in Jersey
when he was killed?

MONROE:
Yeah. Judge Daniel McHenry.

And we also found evidence
of a white-tailed deer

infected with Lyme disease
at that crime scene.

So... if our
new blood sample

has Lyme disease,
then it's possible

that our murder weapon was
at that same location.

Boom. What about
the blood on the shrapnel--

did that come back
deer or human?

Human. I'll run it through CODIS.

All right.
While you do that,

I will run the blood
from the knife

and see if Bambi is infected
with Lyme disease.

BONASERA:
Hey, what's the rush?

An old friend of mine
from the Marine Corps,

General Finn, provided me
with a list of
Navy SEALs

who were recipients
of the Purple Heart

who were wounded
in combat from IED
or a car bomb.

I bet that's a pretty
exclusive list.

Exclusive enough
that we may have identified
the owner of the knife

that killed Suspect X:

Russ McHenry.

Judge McHenry's son?

The blood we found
on the murder weapon

was from a white-tailed deer
that tested positive
for Lyme disease.

Then we can place
Russ McHenry's knife

at the scene
of his father's murder.

The same knife that
killed Suspect X.

And the answer
to the question:

"Who is capable of murdering
a professional killer?"

A Navy SEAL
with a killer motive.

Look, Detectives,
I'm really busy.

I got a garage full of cars.

Why don't we skip
this Interrogation 101 crap

and get right to the point?

You still have the
Navy SEAL combat knife

that was issued to you
when you joined your unit?

I gave it to my father
to gut his deer

the day he was killed.

That's the last time I saw it.

Well, it just turned up.

Stuck in the back
of a dead woman's skull.

We think she's the person
responsible for your
father's murder.

Well, when you catch her killer,
be sure to thank him for me.

Mr. McHenry,

whoever killed her
was highly skilled.

This person was able to render
a trained assassin helpless

and then torture and murder her,
presumably all by himself.

A person capable of that
could have had extensive
military training.

What do you think?

What do I think?

I'm not gonna let you
stand here
and accuse me of murder.

We're not accusing you.
We're trying

to understand how your knife
ended up at our crime scene.

You're disappointed, Detective.

I can see it in your eyes.

Come here expecting a big strong
Navy SEAL killing machine.

Instead, you get half a soldier.

What I see is motive.

What do you know?

More than you think.

Don't you dare pity me.

It ain't pity, Russ.

I'm just trying to figure out
if you could have done it.

What, 'cause of these?

20 different ways, Detective,
trust me.

But come on.

Leaving my knife behind?

That's sloppy.

If you know anything about
Navy SEALs, we're not sloppy.

I'll tell you
this, though.

If I would have known
who killed my father,

yeah, I would have done it.

Tox results came back
on Suspect X.

We found traces of morphine
and propofol in her system.

Veterinarians use propofol
to anesthetize animals.

Lab also detected traces of
Ringer's solution in her blood,

which makes sense because
the vic was suffering

from acute hypertonicity.

A complication associated
with long-term intravenous
feeding.

Explains the
puncture mark
Sid found on
Suspect X's hands.

And her bedsores
and muscle atrophy.

She was in bed
for a long time.

Still doesn't explain why
our killer drugged her,

fed her intravenously
and then held her hostage

over a long period of time.

It just doesn't make sense.

Actually, it does
if the woman we found
in the warehouse

is not Suspect X.

Using the cosmetic surgery data
Sid culled from the autopsy,

I was able to deconstruct
our victim's face

coming up with a
pre-surgery composite.

How do we know that's

not what our hired killer
looked like before the surgery?

Because I ran the composite
through our missing person's
database,

and this is what I found.

Boom. Her name is Katie Mann.

Six weeks ago,
she disappeared
under suspicious
circumstances.

Suspect X specifically
targeted Katie Mann

because she closely
resembled her.

The surgery
made them identical.

So she kidnaps,

tortures and kills
an innocent girl
to fake her own death.

Yeah, means our, uh,
female assassin is still alive.

But why go through
all that trouble
to make us believe she's dead?

'Cause every law
enforcement agency

in the country's
looking for her.

If she dies,
her homicide cases die, too.

Suddenly, she's free.

Free to kill again.

WOMAN:
Dignitary protection
is your number-one priority.

The mayor will be led on
and off the stage

from that stairway.

Um, as for final numbers,
it's still unknown,

but you can be assured
tomorrow's Green rally

will be one of the largest
outdoor gatherings

in New York history.

You two know
each other?

We met last year
at a charity event
in Gracie Mansion.

Gracie Mansion, huh?

Couple months after we met,

her estranged husband
began stalking her.

She made a special request
of the chief.

And you took care of it.
Yeah.

You know, I' never even had
an old lady ask me
to help her cross the street.

WOMAN:
Magnetometers will be set up
at every entryway,

but that doesn't mean
that anyone in this detail
feels that they can relax.

You will have to be
on your toes.

I want that site report
and threat assessment on my desk

before the puck drops tonight.

Once the Rangers hit the ice,
I'm off the clock.

And that's it.

You got a lot of work to do,
gentlemen.

Get to it.

Detective Don Flack,
Jordan Gates,

the mayor's criminal
justice coordinator.

Pleasure.
Same.

It's good to see you again,
Detective Taylor.

The Crime Lab back in one piece?

I don't know what strings
you pulled,

but it seemed to happen
overnight.

Well, I figured I owed you one.

The mayor, however, he didn't
see it the same way.

He said, next time you want
to blow up your Crime Lab,

it's gonna come out
of your paycheck.

What can I do for you today,
Detectives?

Ms. Gates, you filed
a missing persons report on your
former assistant Katie Mann.

Uh, yeah,
about six weeks ago. Why?

I'm afraid we have
some bad news.

FLACK:
Last night she
was found murdered

in an abandoned warehouse
downtown.

Oh, my God.

I'm sorry.

Katie's like
a little sister to me.

She-she didn't have any family.

Jordan, I know
this is difficult,

but we do need to ask you a few questions.

Of course.

What can you tell me
about the day Katie disappeared?

Nothing out
of the ordinary.

She came to work,
she told me

she was gonna go out
that night to a club.

Uh, Random.

It's downtown.

A cosplay
club, right?

It's where people

dress like avatars?

Yeah, that's right.

She loved going there.

You know the place?

Katie wasn't the killer's
first victim.

A woman named Cheryl Miller
was murdered

a couple of months ago

following a night out at that

same club.

Katie say she was gonna meet
anyone-- boyfriend, girlfriend?

No, she always went alone.

When she didn't show up
for work the next day,

you know, I just figured
she had a late night.

And then when
I didn't hear from her

the following day,

that's when I filed
the missing persons report.

What does this place
remind you of?

I have no idea.

Star Wars cantina.

Right, right.

The bar Luke went to
on Mos Eisley.

Absolutely.

MAN:
How can I help
you, Officers?

How do you know
this isn't a costume?

Give me a break, man.

You recognize any
of these women, cowboy?

Yeah, they're regulars.
Haven't seen them in a while.

I think this one's name
is Katie.

What about the other one?

No idea.

Served her a couple times.
Didn't really say much.

Where is that coming from?

I got no idea.

Someone's hacked
into the system, man.

I don't know.

MAN:
Ladies and gentlemen,
my name is Detective Taylor

and I'm with
the New York Crime Lab.

The NYPD needs your help tonight
to bring to justice a fugitive.

What the...?

It's Suspect X.

She knows we're here.

She could be here.

Anyone holding a mobile device.

WOMAN:
Detectives,
the hunt for me is futile.

Why are you wasting your time
chasing shadows

like a nightmare
that won't go away?

I will continue to evolve

WOMAN AND MAN:
while you and your cop friends

chase their tails
and mop up the blood.

I now return to your
regularly scheduled party.

Danny.

She's watching us.

The call Suspect X
made to Crime Catchers

originated from a
throwaway cell phone.

No other calls were made
and it's been turned off.

What about pulling up
some of the background noise

from the 911 tape?

That could determine
where she made the call from.

Done. No acoustic
anomalies to work with.

Hey, anyone for good news?

Please.

MONROE:
The custom-made bone screws

that Sid pulled
from the victim's skull

were made by a company
called Unlimited Titanium.

They were special ordered,
coated in titanium.

A Park Avenue plastic surgeon
by the name of Joseph Kirkbaum

placed the order
about two years ago.

Suspect X kidnapped Katie Mann
to alter her face.

What would make a high-end
cutter like Kirkbaum

complicit
in something like that?

His license was revoked a
year ago for malpractice.

He went into the
undertaking business.

Now, get this.

Lori Hess, the
woman responsible

for Kirkbaum having his
license pulled by the state,

was found shot to death
in her Florida condominium
two months ago.

One round to the
back of the head.

Okay, well,
Kirkbaum had to be a suspect.

He was, but he had
an airtight alibi.

He was in New York
when she was ventilated.

But that doesn't mean
he wasn't involved.

The Hess murder had all the
earmarks of a contract killing.

The slug that the
Miami Crime Lab found

at the scene had striation
marks consistent

with the use of a silencer.

So Kirkbaum hires Suspect X
to pull the trigger,

and to repay the favor,
he performs plastic surgery

on Katie Mann.

Only one way to find out.

What?

You look good in a vest.

What's it look like?

Kirkbaum's car
is parked out front.

Snooped around-- doesn't look
like anyone's home,

but the basement door
was unlocked.

You bring anything else?

All-access pass.
Nice.

You guys take the downstairs,
we'll hit the upstairs.

All right.

So much for
sterile conditions.

Joseph Kirkbaum... NYPD.

Lindsey.

You ready?

NYPD!

This is definitely
where Kirkbaum held Katie Mann.

And where he surgically altered

her appearance to make her
look like Suspect X.

Lindsay.

Looks like we found our doctor.

Oh, he's dead.

TOD can't be more
than eight hours ago.

What is that in his eye?

It's like... some
sort of camera.

MONROE:
Danny, she's watching us.

Not anymore.

I got nothing.

Hard drive's been wiped clean.

This girl is really good
at hiding her tracks.

But was Kirkbaum?

I'm going to have Flack
subpoena his e-mail account,

his phone records,

any computers he
had access to over
the last six months.

We've got to focus on hardware
outside this location.

And if Kirkbaum hired
Suspect X, he must have left

an electronic
footprint behind.

MONROE:
Hey, Danny.

Yeah.
There's high-velocity

blood spatter
on these coveralls.

Kirkbaum had a close contact
wound to the face.

Suspect X must have been

wearing these
when she executed him.

Got something in one
of the pockets.

It's a strange consistency.

Let's get it over
to Hawkes.

Whatever it is, if Suspect X
had it in her coveralls,

it could explain what
the hell is going on.

The bullet recovered
from Kirkbaum's skull
came from a .45.

Same caliber Suspect X uses.

Once she knew
we were on to her,

she killed Kirkbaum to
tie up any loose ends.

But why leave behind a camera
in his eye?

It's her way of looking
over her shoulder

to see how far
behind we are.

Mac...
Don't tell me, Adam,
you broke the case.

All I got to say is
remember today

when I put in for a raise.

Detective Flack came through
with those subpoenas.

I'm going through
all of Kirkbaum's

electronic communications.

I've been focusing on everything
to and from the good doctor

leading up to and after
the Lori Hess murder.

And?

What you're about to see
is a series of e-mails

between Kirkbaum

and his attorney.

It seems like Kirkbaum
was angry about Hess

refusing to settle out of court

or drop the complaint
she filed against him

with the State
Medical Board.

Really threatening stuff.

A few minutes
after the exchange...

Kirkbaum received
an instant message

from someone using
a newly created
untraceable e-mail account

that emanated
from inside an Internet cafe
in Soho.

And the message simply read:

♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪

Kirkbaum didn't find Suspect X.

She found him and offered
her services for a price.

Yeah. And she found him using
a recursive spider.

It's an Internet mining program

that searches instant messages
and e-mails
for key words and phrases.

(overlapping voices):
Get someone to kill...

...end of my rope...

...want to destroy her
like she destroyed me.

...smash her head in
for the lies she...

I' kill her...

That's how she identifies
potential clients.

And when she finds her mark,
she plants a worm

to compromise the computer

and monitor all communications
going in and out.

That way gains more intimate
knowledge of the situation

and times her approach
based on what she's reading.

It's brilliant.

And it's...

it's evil, really evil.

But...

What are you thinking about?

Fishing.

Suspect X is
still out there,

and if her past
is any indication,

she's probably looking
for business.

So you want to set a trap?

Adam, set up a half dozen
untraceable e-mail accounts.

Develop some believable
conflict scenarios

between people,
and start sending threatening,

inflammatory messages
back and forth.

If she takes the bait, we may
just catch ourselves a killer.

Processed that, uh,
(turns off music)

metal based mystery liquid
we found

at the Kirkbaum crime scene.

XRF identified it
as ferro liquid.

Ferro liquid contains
magnetic particles

that react to sound.

What's a liquid used to treat
iron deficiencies in humans

doing in Suspect X's pocket?

Maybe she added it
to the mixture

of the IV she was
feeding Katie Mann.

Impossible.

Sid did a blood workup.

Katie was suffering from
a severe iron deficiency

when she died.

There has to be
another reason.
Hmm.

Speakers.

Speakers?

Ferro liquid is also used
to cool voice coils

in large commercial speakers.

Technicians carry
vials of it

on their tool belt.

Okay, I don't see
the connection.

Katie Mann.

The woman Suspect X
made to look like her.

Katie was an assistant
to Jordan Gates,

the mayor's criminal
justice coordinator.

When we spoke with Jordan,
she was at the Westside Pier

prepping for a Green rally
tonight.

They were setting up a large
speaker system when we arrived.

Sheldon, this event has been
on the books for months.

I'm thinking that,
before Katie was killed,

Suspect X got access
to information

that would have allowed her
to get onto the grounds...

and wearing these coveralls,

she posed as part
of the sound crew

in order to stake
the place out.

You think she's planning
on killing someone tonight?

The mayor is scheduled
to make a big speech

along with a lot of other
politicians and dignitaries.

Anyone on that stage
could be a target.

Yeah, but security
is going to be on lockdown.

She'd be crazy to try to walk
up in there with a gun.

What if she didn't bring it in?

What if it were already there?

The mayor and everyone
at this event is

at great risk if we allow
this rally to go on.

How credible is the threat?

Very.

We have evidence
we believe

links our suspect
to this location.

Our intel indicates she's
targeted this event

for an assassination attempt.

GATES:
Detective Taylor believes

the killer may have
infiltrated the support staff

tasked with
setting up the event.

Perhaps posing as a member
of the sound crew.

We're looking into this matter
as we speak.

We're concerned she may have
smuggled a weapon

onto the grounds and hidden it
in advance of the rally.

(dog barking)
The dog's hit on
something, Flack.

Anybody got a drill?

Mac, we got it.

Good work.

Make sure we lock down
the perimeter.

If she's here, we can't
let her get away.

Mac...

Thank you.

MESSER:
Mac, I don't know
how we missed her.

We had every exit sealed off.

She left long before
we shut the event down.

She's way too careful not
to have been watching us.

Tell Flack I want
shadow details

on the mayor and everyone else
on that guest list.

As long as Suspect X
is still out there,

there's a chance
she'll finish the job

or go on to the next target.

And if she's watching
our every move,

that means she knows
how close we got to her.

And with that kind of heat,

you'd think she's lay
low for a while, no?

This woman isn't
capable of slowing down.

Killing's the only thing
she knows how to do,

and her inability to stop is
how we're going to catch her.

I'll get busy.

Tell me you got something.

Big time.
I did what you said,

and I opened up
a bunch of untraceable

e-mail accounts
in various profiles.

One of them,
I am this smoking hot

22-year-old girl who's having
a little flingy-ding

with this middle-aged
married guy.

And, basically,
I want the wife out...

Adam.
Yeah.

Oh, right. Oh. Okay.

So I put a bunch of keywords

and phrases that the recursive
spider would log on to.

About a half hour ago,
I got this message.

♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪♪

Suspect X took the bait.

úA
Sergeant Williams,
Sergeant Clark.

Agents Beck and Halinan.

Detective Angell.

Network is secure.

Thank you all for joining
the TelePresence call.

You've all been briefed
on our proposed tactical plan,

so I'll jump right in here.

A meeting has been arranged

between Suspect X and our
undercover detective, Angell.

I just talked
to Detective Flack.

He and his advance team
are on site.

We're good to go.

Good. The meet location
is a bench

on the north side of the plaza.

Sergeant Williams,
your tactical response team

will stand by at 39th Street
between Broadway and Seventh,

waiting for my word to move in.

Agents Beck and Halinan,

your FBI surveillance team
will have eyes

on the outer perimeter.
Let's hope one of your people

spots her, and we can
take her on the way in.

That would save us
an awful lot of trouble.

Detective Flack
will be the ghost.

He'll be on set
dressed as an employee

from the Department of Parks.

I will be situated in a parking
structure across the plaza.

Every member of the team
will have audio capability,

but all communications
will come through me.

No one moves without my order.

Got movement

coming in southeast.

FLACK:
Just say the word.

Nobody move.

It's too easy.

It's not her.

What's the note say?

"Don't move."

She sent somebody in first
to make sure

it wasn't a trap.

Have somebody pick up the decoy
and stand by.

I got a visual.

That's her.

Uni?
Who the hell is that?

Where did he come from?

He's not one of ours, Mac.

He's going to spook her.

Move.

Mac, I lost visual.

I got her, Flack.

Headed due south
towards Seventh Avenue.

MAN:
Look out.

Watch it!

She's changed her clothing.

Lost the hat and scarf.
The previous description

of the suspect's no good.

I got her.
Corner of 46th and Seventh.

New construction.
I'm going in.

Who are you?

Anyone you want me to be...

...Detective.

Lover.

Friend.

Fantasy.

Nightmare.

Take your pick.

Based on the amount of blood
leaving your body

from that hole
I put in your chest,

I'll go with dead.

That's not on the list.

This is all just a game,
isn't it?

Tell me.

What goes through
your mind

when you end a life?

Besides playing God?

You don't have
much time.

Give me something.

A confession?

Pulling the trigger

is like...

...taking a deep breath
of fresh air.

Seeing that last...

...little speck of life
in their eyes.

Then when it fades...

I don't know.

I believe...

they're going to a better place.

Mac, you okay?

I don't understand.

What does this have to do
with me?

Immediately following
the pursuit,

we were able to retrieve
the suspect's client list

from a PDA she had on her.

Her last target
wasn't the mayor

or any of the other dignitaries
at the events.

It was you.

Me?

Uh...

Well, who-who hired her?

Your ex-husband.

I'm sorry.

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