Hey! Hey, Rob. 喂！喂，Rob。
Rob McCann? Rob McCann？
Yes? 係？
Victim's Robert McCann. 死者係 Robert McCann。
He took one to the heart at 10:34. 佢10點34分俾人射中心臟。
Pretty specific time of death. 死亡時間好精準。
Yeah. 係。
Two citizens heard shots fired and called 911. 兩個市民聽到槍聲之後打咗911。
We don't usually get called to the party for a shooting. 我哋通常唔會因為槍擊案俾人叫去派對㗎。
This isn't just a shooting. 呢單唔只係槍擊案。
It's way bigger than that. 嚴重好多。
Black victim and... 黑人死者同埋...
"vermin." 「害蟲」。
Written in the guy's blood. 用死者嘅血寫嘅。
We're thinking maybe we have a hate crime here. 我哋諗緊呢單可能係仇恨罪案。
Yeah, you were right to call and loop us in. 係，你叫我哋嚟係啱嘅。
Any witnesses? 有冇目擊者？
We're canvassing, but none so far. 我哋逐家逐戶拍門問緊，但暫時未搵到。
What about physical evidence? 咁物證呢？
It's early days, but we found a dark blue fiber 暫時仲係初步，但我哋搵到一條深藍色纖維，
transferred from the killer's shirt. 係由兇手件衫轉移過去嘅。
That pin. 嗰個扣針。
Units gave these to embedded journalists in Iraq. 駐伊拉克部隊送俾隨軍記者嘅。
He was a reporter. 佢係個記者。
That could explain "vermin." 咁就解釋到「害蟲」呢個詞。
Puts a new spin on this, doesn't it? 令到單案有全新角度，係咪？
Yeah, it does. 係，的確係。
Maggie? Maggie？
Hey, Paul. It's been a while. 喂，Paul。好耐冇見。
Since Jason's-- Yeah. 自從 Jason 嗰次—— 係。
My husband used to write freelance pieces for Paul. 我老公以前幫 Paul 寫過 freelance 文章。
Special Agent Zidan. 特別探員 Zidan。
So Rob McCann. 咁 Rob McCann。
We're all in a state of shock. It's such a terrible tragedy. 我哋大家都好震驚。真係好可怕嘅悲劇。
How well did you know him? 你同佢有幾熟？
Well, I worked with Rob every day for seven years. 嗯，我同 Rob 每日一齊做嘢做咗七年。
I watched him grow into one of our star reporters. 我睇住佢成為我哋其中一個星級記者。
You know if he had any enemies? 你知唔知佢有冇乜嘢仇家？
Well, that's an understatement. 咁講就太輕描淡寫喇。
He wrote exposés for us. Mostly about public corruption. 佢幫我哋寫揭露文章，大多數係關於公共貪腐。
He upset a great many people. Powerful people. 佢得罪咗好多人，有權有勢嗰啲。
What about threats? We all get 'em. 咁恐嚇呢？我哋個個都收過呢啲。
It's part of the job these days. 呢個年代做呢行實有㗎。
You know, angry calls. 你知啦，憤怒嘅來電，
Reader comments, but some of Rob's were truly vile. 讀者留言，但 Rob 收到嗰啲真係好惡毒。
Any of them more than just words? 有冇邊啲唔只係得把口？
As a matter of fact, yes. 老實講，有。
Two days ago, a man tried to force his way in here, 兩日前，有個男人試過強行闖入嚟呢度，
demanding to talk to Rob. 要求同 Rob 傾偈。
Rob McCann. Shot dead. Rob McCann，遭槍殺身亡。
Possibly because he was a journalist. 可能因為佢係記者。
These are troubled times for the Fourth Estate, folks. 各位，第四權家陣真係正值多事之秋。
Exhibit A. 證據一。
This guy who crashed "Ledger" offices to confront McCann. 呢個闖入《Ledger》報社想同 McCann 對質嘅人。
He bolted before security could grab him, 保安未嚟得切捉佢，佢就走甩咗，
but he is described as tall. 40, salt-and-pepper beard. 但據描述佢係高，40歲，花白鬍鬚。
See if McCann's coworkers know who he is, 睇下 McCann 啲同事識唔識佢，
and have your team start looking into McCann's articles. 叫你隊人開始查 McCann 寫過嘅文章。
Who'd he call out? Whose toes did he step on? 佢揭露過邊個？踩親邊個條尾？
I want names, people. JT, where are we on the wife? 我要名，各位。JT，佢老婆嗰邊進展如何？
Linda McCann--she was at a medical conference in L.A. Linda McCann —— 佢當時去咗洛杉磯開醫學會議。
Flight lands at JFK in two hours. 航班兩個鐘後會降落甘迺迪機場。
Jubal? Yeah? Jubal？ 嗯？
I was checking posts on the "Ledger" website. 我查緊《Ledger》網站上嘅帖文。
I think I found something. 我諗我搵到啲嘢。
Besides vitriol? I don't know what's wrong 除咗尖酸刻薄嘅留言？我都唔知呢啲人有乜毛病...
with these people... especially this guy. 尤其是呢條友。
Crusader86 here. 呢個叫「Crusader86」。
He posted 30 comments on Rob McCann's articles 佢過去兩個月，
in the last two months, 喺 Rob McCann 啲文章度留咗30個留言，
and here is what he posted yesterday. 而呢個係佢尋日嘅留言。
"McCann is vermin, and he deserves to die." 「McCann 係害蟲，佢抵死。」
He used that same word in two other posts. 佢喺另外兩個帖文都用過同一個詞語。
Can you get me his name? 你可唔可以幫我查到佢叫咩名？
I'm assuming it's not crusader86. 我諗唔係真係叫「crusader86」掛。
It looks like the account is tied 個帳戶睇嚟係綁定咗
to an email registered to an Edgar Santos. 一個註冊電郵，機主叫 Edgar Santos。
Edgar Santos. Edgar Santos。
That sounds familiar, because--where is it? Yes. 個名好熟，因為 —— 喺邊度？ 係呢度。
Santos was a building inspector who took bribes to look Santos 係個樓宇檢查員，收過賄款
the other way on code violations. 對違規行為隻眼開隻眼閉。
Two months ago McCann wrote that story. 兩個月前 McCann 寫咗嗰篇報導。
Now Santos is facing major prison time. 家陣 Santos 面臨好長監禁刑期。
He certainly matches the description: 佢絕對符合描述：
tall, 40, salt-and-pepper beard. 高，40歲，花白鬍鬚。
How about that? 點睇？
Hi, I'm here with FBI Special Agent Maggie Bell. 嗨，我身邊係 FBI 特別探員 Maggie Bell。
She's radiant with lustrous hair 佢明艷照人，擁有一頭亮麗秀髮
and brown eyes that gleam with sensual promise. 同埋一雙閃爍著性感承諾嘅啡色眼睛。
She's clad in a low-cut bloue which, 佢著住一件低胸襯衫，
in this reporter's view, 以本記者嘅睇法，
is not quite low cut enough. 就嫌唔夠低胸。
Oh, boy. Hot and cut. 唉，靚女又辣。
What are you watching? Nothing. 你睇緊乜？ 冇嘢。
Let's go. What? We have a lead? 我哋行啦。 吓？ 我哋有線索？
Better yet. We have a suspect. 仲正，我哋有疑犯。
Edgar Santos? We need to talk. Edgar Santos？ 我哋要傾下。
What about? We want to talk to you about 傾乜嘢？ 我哋想問下你
where you were last night. 尋晚喺邊度。
Hey, hey, I didn't give you permission to do-- 喂，喂，我冇授權俾你咁做 ——
I don't need your permission. Check this out. 我唔使你授權。 睇下呢個。
The address for the New York "Ledger" 紐約《Ledger》報社嘅地址
and Rob McCann's apartment. 同 Rob McCann 屋企地址。
And he got a ticket, 仲有佢收到張告票，
at 10:00 last night, two blocks from Central Park. 尋晚10點，係中央公園兩個街口外。
You know what? I'm not going anywhere with you people. 你知唔知呀？ 我唔會跟你哋去任何地方㗎。
It's voluntary questioning, and I can say no. 呢個係自願問話，我可以拒絕。
Not anymore. You're under arrest. 唔再係喇。 你而家俾人拉。
That look familiar? 呢個熟口熟面嘛？
Some comments I posted. So what? 我貼過嘅一啲留言。 咁又點？
Calling Rob McCann vermin. Hey. Freedom of speech. 叫 Rob McCann 做害蟲。 喂，呢個係言論自由。
Not when you threaten his life. 當你威脅佢生命就唔係。
What about my life, huh? 咁我條命又點計呀，吓？
Look what he did to me with that article of his. 睇下佢篇文搞到我幾慘。
I lost my job, my wife, 我冇咗份工，老婆走埋，
my reputation, my freedom. 冇晒聲譽，冇晒自由。
I lost everything, because of him. 因為佢，我爭啲冇晒所有嘢。
Yeah. 係。
Did he make you take those bribes too? 咁係咪佢迫你收賄款㗎？
It's not like I was the only one. 又唔係淨係我一個咁做。
Right. This is all his fault 係囉，全部都係佢嘅錯，
which is why you drove down to the New York Ledger. 所以你揸車去紐約《Ledger》報社，
Give him a piece of your mind, right? 想當面鬧佢一餐，係咪？
But when that didn't work, 但係當咁樣冇用嘅時候，
you took it to the next level. 你就去咗下一個層次。
Not sure what you mean. 唔係好明你講咩。
Rob McCann was murdered last night. Rob McCann 尋晚俾人謀殺咗。
He's dead? 佢死咗？
You have his home address. 你有佢屋企地址。
You were stalking him. 你跟蹤佢。
No. I mean I wouldn't say-- And then you caught up 唔係，我意思係我唔會講 —— 然後你跟到佢
with him in the park, and you shot him. 去咗公園，開槍殺咗佢。
What? No. No, it wasn't me. 吓？ 唔係。 唔係，唔係我做㗎。
I swear to you I did not kill him. 我發誓我冇殺佢。
He was a great reporter. 佢係個出色嘅記者。
Happily married. 婚姻美滿。
He had his whole life ahead of him, 佢大好人生等緊佢，
and then just like that... 然後就咁樣...
snatched away. 一下子冇晒。
What has she told you about Jason? 佢同你講過啲咩關於 Jason 嘅事？
That he was a reporter who died in a car crash. 話佢係個死於車禍嘅記者。
That's why this case strikes such a chord in her. 所以呢單案先咁觸動到佢。
Why she identifies so strongly with the victim. 令佢對死者有咁強烈嘅代入感。
It won't affect her objectivity as an investigator. 呢樣唔會影響佢作為調查員嘅客觀性㗎。
Well, I trust you'll keep me in the loop, 嗯，我信得過你會同我保持聯絡，
if you see that changing. 如果你見到有變化嘅話。
This puts you in the area when Rob McCann died, 呢張告票證明 Rob McCann 死嗰陣你喺附近，
so explain that. 解釋下。
Okay. 好。
I saw McCann catch a cab, and I followed him, 我見到 McCann 上咗架的士，我跟住佢，
but I ran a red light trying to keep up. 但係我為咗追上去衝咗紅燈。
That's how I got the ticket. 我就係咁樣食告票㗎。
After that, I drove around looking for him. 之後，我揸車四圍兜想搵返佢。
I was about to give up when I saw him walk into the park. 我諗住放棄之際，就見到佢行入公園。
And you walked in right after him. 然之後你就跟住佢行入去。
No. 唔係。
I drove around to Central Park West 我揸車去咗中央公園西邊，
and waited for him to come out the other side. 等佢喺另一邊行出嚟。
I just wanted to talk to him, all right? 我只係想同佢傾下偈，得未？
But he never showed. Okay. 但佢一直都冇出現。 好。
Then give me a witness that saw you sitting 咁俾個證人我，證明見到你坐喺
in your car, in Central Park West. 架車度，喺中央公園西邊等。
I can't. There was no witness. 我冇。 當時冇證人。
First degree murder. Lying in wait. 一級謀殺，埋伏等候。
Do you have any idea what's about to happen to you? 你知唔知你即將會面臨啲咩？
Wait. Wait. 等陣。 等陣。
There was somebody. Who? 當時係有人㗎。 邊個？
A jogger. He came out of the park, 一個跑步嘅人，佢喺公園行出嚟，
off the path that I figured McCann was on. 喺我估 McCann 行緊嗰條路嗰度行出嚟。
When was that? A little after 10:30 maybe. 嗰陣係幾時？ 大概10點半多少少。
What did he look like? Like a jogger. 佢係點樣㗎？ 咪跑步友咁樣囉。
I don't know. He was wearing a hoodie. 我唔知呀，佢戴住頂連帽衛衣。
What color? 咩色？
Dark blue. 深藍色。
There's your jogger. 就係你講嗰個跑步友。
No CCTV footage, but I did manage 冇閉路電視片段，但我總算搵到
to find a restaurant with security cameras 一間有監控鏡頭嘅餐廳，
pointed towards the right stretch of Central Park West. 鏡頭啱啱對住中央公園西邊啱嘅位置。
The blue fiber came back as a cotton-poly blend 條藍色纖維化驗結果係棉同聚酯混紡，
which is consistent with the sweatshirt he's wearing, 同佢著緊嗰件衛衣吻合，
and there's Santos, from 10:25 to 10:42. 呢度影到 Santos，由10:25 到 10:42。
He never left his car. 佢全程冇離開過架車。
Which alibis him out. 咁即係證明佢有不在場證據。
I'm starting to wonder. 我開始諗緊呢。
I mean you would expect a murder like this 我意思係，你預期中好似呢類謀殺
to be more rage-filled. 會更加充滿仇恨，
You know, with signs of a beating 你知啦，會有毆打痕跡
or gunshot wounds to the face. 或者面部中槍嘅傷。
We have none of that. 我哋乜都搵唔到呢啲。
Maybe the killer saw Santos' post 可能兇手見到 Santos 個帖文，
and left that message to throw us off? 專登留低嗰句嘢嚟誤導我哋？
I was thinking the same thing. 我都係咁諗。
In fact, aspects of this remind me of a case 事實上，呢單案有啲地方令我諗返起
I was consulting on last year. 舊年我顧問過嘅一單案。
What case? 咩案？
The death of a Michigan state senator, in Lansing. 密芝根州參議員嘅死，喺蘭辛市。
I read that. A mugging gone wrong? 我睇過，一宗搶劫失手搞出人命？
Well, those were the official findings, 嗯，呢個係官方嘅結論，
but this guy had some really shady dealings, 但係呢條友有一啲好唔見得光嘅交易，
and I always thought that the murder was more planned. 我成日都覺得嗰單謀殺係有預謀嘅。
Do you think we're dealing with the same killer?
I don't know, but the senator died
from a single shot to the heart,
and a jogger was caught on video fleeing the scene.
Here's the jogger from the Michigan case.
I mean it could be the same guy.
Yeah, but he's wearing a hoodie too.
You can't tell.
Unless we compare the gaits.
We have a software that can analyze
the biomechanics of how he moves.
Your gait can be as unique as your fingerprint.
91% match.
The Michigan jogger and the Central Park West jogger--
they're the same person.
Looks to me like Rob McCann's murder was a professional hit.
People, please turn your hymnals
to section 1958 of the federal code
with the snappy title "Murder for Hire."
We now believe McCann's killer is a pro
who also took out a state senator in Lansing last year.
Quantico's video analysis indicates that the suspect
is a white male, 30 to 40's, 6" tall.
Let's call Lansing area hotels.
Get the names of the guests that checked out
right after the senator's murder.
Our guy may be on that list.
I was doing my residency at St. Luke's
when Rob was embedded with the Marines in Fallujah.
That's when I was terrified I'd lose him.
Not now. Not here.
I don't know what I'm gonna do.
We're very sorry for your loss.
So someone hired this man to...
Why? Over something Rob wrote?
We're not sure yet.
Did he have any issues with drugs? Gambling?
No. Nothing like that.
Has he been worried lately or concerned?
If anything, he was excited
about a new story he was working on.
What story?
He wasn't ready to talk about it yet.
He said it was the sort of thing
that could win a Pulitzer.
Most reporters keep notebooks.
Did your husband have one?
Yes. Is it here?
He carried it with him. It wasn't found on his body.
Are you sure?
Rob never went anywhere without his notebook.
That's significant, isn't it?
It might be.
Do you have any idea why he was in the park last night?
I don't know exactly.
When we talked on the phone, he did say
he was planning to meet with a source.
A source on this news story?
Yes, I think so.
I talked to Rob's editor and his colleagues.
He didn't tell them about the story either.
Well, whatever it is, I think it's the key to this.
What does his browser history show?
Mostly stuff for articles he had in the pipeline,
except for some searches on pediatric oncology.
Does Rob have a kid in his circle who has cancer?
Not that we can find.
Okay. What about this source?
Any phone calls that point to who that might be?
Rob did get some calls from a burner phone,
but we're still trying to trace who it belongs to.
And Rob McCann's autopsy report just dropped.
Looks like he had a 0.07 blood alcohol level.
Okay, so he met his source for drinks.
That is my takeaway.
Could you put any of those drinks on a card?
No. It looks like he paid cash.
He withdrew $100 from an ATM on 67th and Columbus.
Can you shoot us over a list
of all the bars and restaurants in the area?
Hold on. I might not need to.
Checking past credit card charges.
I see two visits to a bar a block away from that ATM.
Yeah, I remember him. He sat right over there.
Ordered two glasses of pinot.
Hey, my shift just ended. Is this gonna take long?
It will with that attitude.
Who was he with? He was alone.
It seemed like he was waiting for someone, but nobody showed,
so he paid up and split.
Anybody come in after he left?
Maybe looking for him? Nope.
There was a guy.
What guy? He was at the bar.
When pinot left, he left right after him.
Do you have security cameras?
Just the one pointed at the till to keep us honest.
The guy at the bar.
Have you seen him before? Maybe a regular?
Definitely not a regular.
Why are you so sure?
He tried to play a song on the jukebox.
The regulars know it hasn't worked in months.
The bad news is there's no cameras outside the bar,
so we couldn't get eyes on whoever followed McCann,
but here's the good news: ERT lifted a primo print
off the jukebox's coin return button
belonging to one William Patterson.
Patterson has a record? - No.
His prints popped because he signed up for global entry.
Could he be our jogger? - Same age and height.
On the other hand, he's a math professor at NYU,
so there's that. He lives in Scarsdale.
I just sent his address and photo.
Okay. Thanks.
Not a lot of hit men out there who are math professors.
Which makes it a pretty great cover.
Isn't it more likely
that Patterson was the source that Rob was meeting?
Then why didn't they actually meet?
Why didn't he show his face at the bar?
Why did he follow Rob out?
So our killer, whoever it is, just goes up to Rob,
has no idea who he is, and shoots him.
Cold blood.
Do you think he even thinks about the pain
he's left behind?
All the dominoes that fall? The wife he made a widow?
A thing like that must be hard.
It is.
Really wish you could have met Jason.
Me too.
You guys would have hit it off.
I would say
one of my favorite things about Jason is that...
In some small way, he believed
that, being a reporter,
he could change the world.
I think he did.
Jubal. What you got?
Hey, there's a flag on the play.
Forget Patterson's house. We got a hit on his vehicle.
Thirty yards, east southeast there.
Backed up.
The turnoff says a mile down the road.
Are you okay?
Fine.
Back about another 60 paces.
It's Patterson.
Looks like Patterson was going about 80
when the driver's side front tire blew, and he lost control.
Which is in keeping with the man's abysmal driving record.
Five wrecks in two years.
Doesn't exactly fit the profile
for your methodical hit man.
Well, that's because he isn't one.
Apparently, Patterson tore his Achilles tendon six weeks ago.
So he couldn't be our jogger. What else do we know about him?
Not enough. He's not married.
No kids. No family we can find.
But we do know he spoke to Rob McCann.
Those burner calls that Rob got?
We traced 'em to a phone Patterson purchased last week.
Okay. Thanks.
So Patterson is definitely Rob's source,
but what's the story?
Something sensitive enough that he bought a burner phone.
He took some major precautions here.
That's why he tailed Rob out of the bar,
so they could talk in private.
Yeah, he was afraid
someone might find out he met with a reporter.
So now he's dead in a car crash?
I know. The timing's weird.
Agent Bell, Agent Zidan.
It's part of a radio-controlled receiver
used to detonate a small IED that blew the tire.
This was no accident.
I bet whoever killed Rob also killed Patterson.
The hit man had to be tailing him to detonate the IED.
Yeah. Make sure the target was dead.
Country road. No traffic.
It's the perfect place to pull this off.
It could explain why Patterson was speeding.
The hit man was chasing him.
Suspect might have touched this vehicle.
I want to get it checked for prints.
Driver's side door. All around the body.
Got it. Wait.
Where are the keys?
There's no key in the ignition.
Maybe the hit man took 'em.
I bet he's headed to Patterson's house.
Clear. Clear.
Clearly our hit man beat us here.
First, he takes Rob's notebook.
Then he tears this place apart.
This guy's tying up loose ends.
But what's he looking for? I don't know,
but whatever it is might still be here.
I'm gonna call T and have him run a search.
Hey, check this out.
It's Patterson's ER paperwork for when he tore his Achilles.
So? So we need to find people
who knew him, right?
Lists his emergency contact.
Russell Donovan.
I can't even begin to process this.
Mr. Donovan, what was your relationship to Mr. Patterson?
William and I met at Yale.
He was my first love.
It didn't last, but we stayed close.
I think I was one of the few friends he had.
When was the last time you two spoke?
Three or four days ago it must have been.
It was a strange call.
Strange how? He was being paranoid.
Saying that he thought people were following him.
What people? I don't know.
He was eccentric.
I thought he was just being William, so I humored him.
He was trying to tell me something, and I didn't listen.
What else was he involved in, besides teaching math?
Statistical analysis.
William was sought after for his ability
to parse huge sets of data. It was all a bit over my head.
"Sought after"? By whom?
I know that he was working on at least one research project.
Do you know what the project was?
No, he didn't tell me. He was very tight-lipped.
Okay.
Thank you for your time. You'll be hearing from us.
That was the head of NYU's math department.
Patterson's project was funded
by a grant from the Defense Department.
Which project? It's classified.
A hit man? Classified projects?
What the hell is going on here?
I don't know, but we're gonna need
a warrant to check out that research.
We just got a lead on his murder.
Hey, watch and learn, kids.
This is yeoman's work by young Kristen here.
Or yeo-woman's.
Drone? Car crash?
The killer used a drone to kill Patterson?
Yes, but not in the way that you're thinking.
Remember that
remote-controlled receiver that blew the tire out?
Yeah. Our killer repurposed it
from a Bluehawk 2 quad copter,
so our techs traced the serial number
and tracked the purchase to him.
He paid cash, so no digital trail.
Damn. Still can't see his face.
'Cause he's staying turned away from the camera.
This guy's good.
Wait, what's on his neck? Is that a scar?
AFIS logs scars and tattoos.
Did you run it through the system?
Nice, but she found a better way,
by going back to the senator's murder.
These are all the people who checked out of
Lansing hotels the day after the senator's death.
I filtered through for white males 30 to 40,
6" tall, staying alone,
which narrowed it down to 200 people,
but only one of them booked a ticket to New York
in the past week.
Frank Cutler.
That's him. Same scar on the neck.
Good work, Kristen.
Let's put out a wide BOLO for Frank Cutler.
It's a little too early for a victory lap,
but at least now we have a face.
What?
Maggie, you recognize him?
No. Excuse me.
This is Jason Bell reporting live.
You're the biggest nerd.
Hot and cut.
Hey. What's going on?
Is that a picture of Frank Cutler?
No. It's nothing. Maggie?
Maggie, what's up?
Look.
The day that I lost Jason, we were having lunch together,
and I took this video of him.
I don't know how many times I've watched this, but...
Is that Frank Cutler?
I mean the hat's similar,
but there's no scar on his neck.
Yeah, but that's just because of the angle.
OA, it's him. I'm not so sure.
Besides, your husband died in a car crash.
So? We thought Patterson did too.
You said that he was broadsided.
That the other driver
went through a light, so what are you saying?
Okay. I'm saying that that's the day Jason died,
and Frank Cutler is right there staring at him.
If that's even him. Let me ask you this.
Was there any sign of foul play with Jason?
Any indication that someone was after him?
One time, I got detained by TSA,
because some guy on the terror list
had my name and looked enough like me to be my brother.
This stuff happens all the time.
Yeah, no, I get that,
but what if this really is Cutler?
I mean he's just walking down the street.
Look, Maggie, I can't imagine what you've been through.
When you lose a loved one,
it's human nature to look for answers.
For a reason why. But sometimes--
All right, listen.
I just asked you if you thought it was Frank Cutler.
Okay? That's all I wanted to know.
Agent Bell. We searched the Patterson house.
Nothing much stood out, except for this.
Thank you.
He rented a safe deposit box.
The First Central Savings Bank. That was a week ago.
Maybe whatever he put in there
the killer was searching for. All right.
Let's go check it out.
Maggie, may I have a moment?
I'm a profiler. I read people.
Is there anything I need to know?
No, ma'am.
I ask because a personal bias can affect one's instincts.
Make an investigator move forward too soon
or move away too late.
I'm right where I need to be on this one.
You should know that Frank Cutler
is a fake identity,
but the trail of bodies he's left is very real.
He's killed other people? So far we've found
nine suspected contract killings in six states
where Cutler just happened to be in the area.
We're taking a fresh look at all those cases,
including the killing of that state senator.
I know you want to take this man down, Maggie,
but he is lethally dangerous.
If you find out where he is, I need you to call in SWAT.
Okay.
Thank you.
All that's missing is a drum roll.
I don't know what I was expecting, but it wasn't that.
There's no imprint on them, so not pharmaceutical.
Street drugs? Why rent a box to stash those?
Well, maybe it'll make more sense once the lab IDs them.
I'm sorry, but I have a situation.
Mr. Patterson's here.
What? He wants access to his box.
He has proper ID, so--
Can I see that?
What should I tell him?
You're not gonna tell him anything.
How many customers are in the bank right now?
We were closing.
Mr. Patterson and the two of you.
What about employees?
Six, including me,
plus the security guard. What's going on?
I know Dana said to call in SWAT,
but it's gonna take 'em forever to get here.
Did you say SWAT? If she's gone too long,
he's gonna start getting suspicious.
You're gonna stay here. Do not leave.
We're gonna go up there.
Try not to look like feds.
Excuse me.
We're not gonna ask your mother for money now.
Frank Cutler, freeze.
FBI. Don't move.
Get down. Take cover!
You too. Down!
Take cover!
Slowly put your hands in the air.
Put your hands in the air, and get down on your knees,
on the ground. Now.
Don't turn around.
Do not turn around! Get on your knees.
Get down on your knees, on the ground,
or I will shoot you.
Someone call 911.
Get an ambulance here immediately.
If Cutler dies, the truth about the case--
everything he's done-- dies with him.
Maybe not.
Look what I found in his jacket pocket.
Right now, the car's the best lead we got.
Yeah, and hopefully those pills.
In spite of the rather rushed timeframe,
I was able to identify the pill's active ingredient
as a variant of cytarabine which is an anti-metabolite.
Very impressive.
Care to translate it for me? Yeah.
It's a hot new cancer drug. Just came out.
If the pills are a cancer drug,
so then why no name or brand imprint?
FDA requires that.
Hmm, well, that's only once
it's been made available to the public.
Okay, so maybe these ones are for testing or drug trials?
Yeah, could be.
Whoa. What? What is it?
The results on the pill's inactive ingredients.
Something is way off.
Hey, OA. I got something.
Found it under the seat.
Rob McCann. The missing notebook.
Yeah, well, there's a problem.
Looks like some kind of code.
A lot of reporters use their own shorthand.
Jason did the same thing.
You can't read it? There's no way.
Hey, Kristen. What's up?
So the pills you guys found? It's Lucasil.
It's a recently approved drug for treating
childhood leukemia.
Why would Patterson have those?
I don't know, but it explains
why Rob was researching pediatric oncology.
Yeah, especially if there were problems with the drug.
The pills?
They show impurities. Like, serious ones.
Who makes Lucasil? Morrowick Medical.
In fact, the drug put them on the map.
They just went public with a huge IPO.
Okay. Look into Morrowick. Let us know what you find out.
On it.
You thinking what I'm thinking?
Morrowick had issues with Lucasil.
Rob was gonna tell the world.
And bring down the company, so somebody
hired Cutler to stop him,
and the evidence might be in this notebook.
We just can't read it.
Maybe Rob's wife can.
It's been a while,
but some of this is coming back now.
What does it say? These are Rob's notes
from an interview with someone.
No name. Just an initial: Q.
Q. Who the hell's Q?
In Jason's notes, he used to manipulate the alphabet.
What if we shift the letters back by one character?
Okay, so Q is really P, for Patterson?
Okay.
Looks like this Patterson is talking about a drug.
Initial M.
L? Lucasil.
He's telling Rob about a factory in China,
I think, that made a batch of tainted pills.
They found the mistake, but the pills had already
been distributed to patients in drug trials.
Does Patterson say how he knew about this?
Here it is. A major shareholder hired him,
secretly, to run data
to see if patients had been affected.
Were they?
He found a 29% rise in mortality.
Wow.
And the company kept it quiet.
Yep.
He wanted to go public, to make sure no one else
took the tainted drugs,
but the shareholder refused and threatened him,
so he reached out to Rob.
Rob was gonna expose this, wasn't he?
This was his story.
In his way, he was gonna change the world.
Does it mention anything about who the shareholder was?
It's just initials again. S.E.
Which is really R.D.
We know who that is. Patterson's friend.
Russell Donovan of Donovan Partners.
The VC firm that invested big in Morrowick Medical.
We hit his home and office, but he's in the wind.
Now, a little context here.
Not only did Donovan hire Cutler,
but he also gave meds to cancer patients
without bothering to mention they were contaminated.
Let's lean on his family, his colleagues.
Let's issue another round of BOLOs.
Let's find this dirt bag.
Hey.
Tell me you have a 20 on Donovan.
I might: I just found a satellite office in Brooklyn
where Donovan parks his chopper.
Pilot just filed a flight plan for Montreal.
He's making a run for the border.
Russell Donovan, we need a few words.
I've done nothing wrong. Really?
What about the tainted pills in the cancer trials?
There's no proof of that.
We have Rob McCann's notebook.
That has the whole story.
And we have two payments of 100 grand to Frank Cutler
that we tracked back to you.
You can direct any further questions to my attorney.
Russell Donovan, you're under arrest.
Good work out there today. I'm sorry.
I know you said to call in SWAT,
but I was worried that we would have lost Cutler.
Well, we might lose him anyway.
He's out of surgery, but it's touch-and-go.
You faced down a monster today, Maggie.
A case a little too close to home.
How are you?
I'm fine.
I used to think that things would never catch up to me.
I don't want to see you make the same mistake.
This woman helped me through things.
She can help you too.
Thanks.
Hey. Hey.
Um, listen, so I've been looking into Cutler.
That's definitely him in your video.
He was in New York.
Maybe it's what you said. He was just walking by.
Yeah. That's what I thought too.
But then I looked into his financials
and a wire transfer for 100 grand
hit his account the day Jason died.
You were right. Maggie, he was involved.
I'm sorry. You can't be in here.
This man is critically ill.
I need the room. Get out.
Cutler, wake up.
You remember me?
Not just from the bank though, right?
Last year. I was sitting at a café on Amsterdam.
I was with my husband.
Jason. I was sitting there with Jason.
That's you. Isn't it?
You killed my husband.
Why did you do it?
Look at me.
Why did you kill my husband?
Do you even understand what you took from me?
The life that we were going to have?
Who hired you?
Do one decent thing right now,
and tell me who hired you.
Please. Please tell me.
Tell me.
Cutler.
I'm sorry. You need to leave. What's happening?
His BP's cratering. Vessel may have opened up.
Let's run a CT angio, and prep the OR.
Where are you going? Back into surgery.
If we're lucky, we can save his life.
Where's the OR doctor on call?
Dr. Denton! I'm right here.
Page Denton.
I keep thinking about how Jason wanted to have kids.
I was the one that wanted to wait.
I was worried about my career or whatever.
I just wish I'd have taken that leap, you know?
Then maybe part of him would still be with me.
Or if I was at home pregnant,
he wouldn't have been on the road that night.
What happened to him is not on you.
How did I not see that it wasn't an accident?
How could you? No one else did.
I'm an FBI agent. I should have seen the signs.
Not if there weren't any.
OA, I think I've been too afraid to look.
To really face that he's gone.
Did you know that I still have
all of his clothes in his closet?
I just don't open the door.
Wherever this goes...
I'm with you.
Agent Bell?
I'm sorry, but Mr. Cutler didn't make it.