Will you be home for dinner?
I had a late lunch.
I'll be home when I'm home, Mom. Please.
Okay, Ms. Cryptic. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to push.
I just had a rough day at work.
I need to decompress a little.
Start without me.
You're coming, right?
Sure, Mom. I'll be home in half an hour or so.
That's my girl.
I love you. Drive safe.
I love you, too.
The hell?
Go around, jerk.
Damn it!
Son of a bitch!
- Velma, what's up? - Morning.
-Did I wake you? -No.
Well, I've got a job a couple hours from you.
Willow Creek, Michigan.
Riley Adams, 26 years old.
Was driving home from work last night and vanished.
-Police? -Yes, but less than 24 hours and no signs of foul play.
Who posted the reward?
Her mother, Susanna's offering $15,000.
All right. Send me the details.
You spoke to your daughter on her way home.
- When was that? - Uh, about 7:00, I think.
She said she was a half an hour away.
Any chance she changed plans?
- Stopped at a bar, met friends? - -No.
I called and I called and it went straight to voicemail.
I even called her friend, Cheryl.
They work together. She hasn't heard anything.
She doesn't do this. Something is wrong.
Anything, uh... out of the ordinary?
Unusual behavior from her?
Yes. She doesn't want to talk about it.
She says that I hover, so I've been trying to give her space.
Okay. How so?
Well, she's been, uh, sort of readjusting ever since she moved back home
-a few months ago, -From New York?
Yes.
Yeah, she moved there right after high school
and she signed with a big modeling agency.
She was even in Cosmo twice.
So yeah, she could have really gone somewhere as a model.
Why'd she move back?
I wish I knew.
I shouldn't have been so hard on her
and I should have hidden my disappointment.
She keeps everything from me
-and that's... that's on me. -Hmm.
Maybe she's walking away from something? A bad relationship?
Maybe. I got the sense that something bad happened in New York.
I hope that doesn't have anything to do with her missing?
I'm gonna find out.
You contacted the police?
Of course. Yes, I called them right away.
But we don't even have our own police force anymore.
It's a tourist town, you know.
We're filled in the summer, we're dead in the winter.
And then COVID hit and businesses shuttered and people moved away.
Population declined and we're under
the jurisdiction of the County Sheriff's Department
and they are spread so thin.
- And I just need to know where my daughter is. - -I understand.
In situations like this, there's...
No sign of foul play, no sign of her car.
- Often people just come back after a few days. - -I understand.
But that is not what happened here.
I know my daughter.
Girls like that, they...
they don't turn back up...
Okay.
Okay, I'm gonna help you.
We need to stay positive now.
We jump to conclusions, it doesn't help your daughter.
Do you know the name of the road she was on?
Old Highway 17.
It's the same road she goes home from work on every single night.
I already drove up but...
I didn't see anything.
Okay, I'm gonna head there now.
And see if I can find anything, okay?
Thanks.
-Colter? -Yeah.
Pleased to find my daughter.
Riley's is all I have.
I'll do everything I can.
Morning.
-Colter Shaw, right? -That's me.
As described. Riley's mom called.
She's a wreck.
I've been searching the area.
Uh, Detective Katie Douglas.
Nice to meet you.
I grew up a few blocks from the Adams.
My little sister was in Riley's girl crew.
So I understand that, uh, Susanna had Riley in pageants
and modeling early on?
Yep. Right out of the crib.
Sins of the parent and all that, I guess.
My dad was a cop,
so it was this or the Navy for me.
And I hate the water.
Yeah, everyone's scared of something.
For me, it was always chickens.
Can't stand 'em.
First time hearing that, but okay.
What are you looking for?
Trying to find the spot she went missing.
Work backwards from there.
I checked the cams at the gas station down the road.
She didn't pass by there.
Run a phone trace?
Yeah, her phone's been off since last night. No ping.
We can assume that something happened between here and her work.
What's this?
Oh, here we go.
What have we got?
That matches her car.
Does it?
Okay.
Maybe an accident?
Where's the car?
Maybe she, uh...
got the car towed and caught a ride?
Her phone wouldn't be off if that happened.
I agree.
There's only one set of brake marks, right?
If there was an accident, there'd be two sets.
I think maybe someone ran her off the road on purpose.
- Why? - -Maybe she was targeted?
Forced her to stop, took her.
I'll put out an APB on a possible kidnapping, set up a search grid.
I'll talk to people at her work.
-Hey, keep me posted. -Yeah, will do.
Excuse me.
Hi. Cheryl, right?
My name's Colter. I'm here about a coworker of yours, Riley Adams.
Please tell me you found her.
Her mom called me last night. I haven't been able to get a hold of her.
Unfortunately, no. Susanna mentioned that you and Riley were friends.
Best friends since the second grade. We grew up together.
It's been nice having her back.
What do you think happened?
I think she was taken.
What do you wanna tell me?
It's just Riley's so pretty. I've seen the way men look at her.
Got it. Did she mention anything strange happened yesterday?
I wasn't here last night.
Okay.
She have a workstation?
Just work lockers.
-Can I take a look? Thank you. -Yeah, totally.
-Here it is. -May I?
Okay.
- What's that? - Looks like a...
...a letter.
"Don't hate me, Riley. You exist inside me. In my bones...
I watch you when you sleep,
when you work, anywhere you are... My heart burns there, too..."
- Oh, that's creepy as hell. - Yeah.
Riley ever mention a stalker?
Nothing specific, but she did still have
a lot of weird fans from her modeling days.
I think she kind of got used to it.
Who was working yesterday?
Todd was.
Look, I don't want to cause any problems,
-but he had some drama with Riley the other day. -About what?
She didn't say.
Is Todd here?
-Yeah, this way. -All right.
Todd? How you doing? Colter Shaw.
I'm looking for Riley. I understand you two had a beef recently.
Cheryl tell you that?
It was nothing.
Well, I found this with her stuff.
Looks like she had a stalker.
You think that was me?
- I've never seen that. - Okay.
Do you mind telling me what you two were into it about?
Actually, I was looking out for her.
Looking out for her?
There was a guy here a few days ago, he talked to Riley
and she looked freaked out.
So, I stepped to him, but Riley gets pissed at me.
- She know the guy? - Seemed that way.
All right.
You got a description?
He was tall, brown hair, stubble.
-That's pretty much it. -Okay.
Did she tell you anything?
Yeah, but she said it was a customer.
You're not buying that?
No Not the vibe I got.
But Riley gets a lot of attention from guys. So, I let it go.
You see what kind of car he was driving?
Yeah, yeah. I saw him pull up. Black Jaguar, New York plates.
The guy was a real douche.
He tossed his coffee cup in the weeding bucket. I mean, who does that?
-You pick it up? -The coffee cup?
Yeah, threw it in the recycling like a normal human. Why?
Good man. Is it still here?
Should be. Pickup hasn't come yet this week.
This is the one?
Chalet 25, huh?
Is that a coffee shop?
It's a fancy boutique hotel just outside of town.
Exactly the kind of place a litterbug would stay.
Oh.
Yo!
- Hey, Bobby. - Uh, try again.
Randy, look who's back from Reno.
What are you doing in my desk?
You got a desk right here.
It's Colter. Excuse me.
I'm putting you on speaker.
Meanie.
Sorry about that, C.
Business has been booming, so you got a tag team?
We're still working out the kinks.
- It's all good. We got you. - I love it.
Listen, I need you to run a plate for me. It's New York DTT P549.
All right. I got you.
Just give me a sec.
Black Jag, right?
-That's the one. -It belongs to a Vincent Rourke.
- Anything on him? - One sec.
Okay. Former bouncer, former boxer.
And now, apparently, he owns he new hottest club in New York City.
Any connect to Riley?
You think he went unhinged and started crushing on her?
I think anything's possible.
I'm checking his call logs and...
Ooh! Yeah, he was all over her.
I'm talking dozens of calls a day, all week.
She didn't answer a single one.
Hmm. Riley's mom said she might have run into some trouble in New York.
Maybe he's connected to it.
Well, it says he's married with two kids.
But it's not like that ever stopped any dude ever in the history of ever.
So he just shows up to Michigan?
That's sus, already.
- I'll let you know what I dig up. Thank you.
Uh, excuse me. Can I help you?
Yeah, I think so. I got a call about an insurance claim.
I'm not sure what you're talking about.
Well, it's one of your guests, Vincent Rourke.
Someone damaged his vehicle.
I got nothing to do with that. That wasn't me.
I believe that. I got to fill out all this paperwork,
and, uh, someone's name has to go on it.
Why don't we get your manager? Yeah?
-We'll put the manager's name on it. -Yeah, do that.
Can you take me to him?
Sure. He's in his office.
Yeah, yeah. Follow me.
Oh, you know what? I gotta take photos of this car,
so why don't you go get him and I'll meet you in there?
-Okay. -All right, thank you. I appreciate all your help.
Excuse me, sir, I understand you're having an issue with a guest vehicle?
Uh, I um... You know what? There was.
I'm gonna make a quick phone call and I'll be right back, okay?
- Where is she? - Get the hell off me.
-What'd you do with Riley? -What are you talking about?
She's missing since yesterday?
No, man. I would never hurt Riley.
I'm the father of her baby.
What baby?
Riley's five months pregnant.
She could be in danger. Tell me if you know anything.
I didn't do anything to her.
I didn't even know she was pregnant till last week.
Keep talking.
Riley was a regular at my club.
She'd post on her socials and helped promote.
That's how we met.
And I know how it looks, but I'm trying to look out for her.
I'm guessing your wife doesn't know?
I know Riley wasn't answering your calls,
maybe you decided to take matters into your own hands,
handle this problem?
Absolutely not. I cared about Riley.
She was struggling, going back and forth on whether to keep it.
Said she didn't want anything from me, but she wanted me to know.
That's why you came here?
I wanted her to know I was here for her, financially at least.
I set her up with a bank account.
I told her I'd cover all her expenses.
Okay. Tell me about your car.
It doesn't look like it happened from a collision.
It happened while I was parked out front. Two nights ago.
Security said some lunatic in a ski mask took a crowbar to it.
You didn't call the police to hide it from your family.
- Right? - Yeah.
When you broke in, I thought you were the guy who busted up my car.
Sorry.
When you and Riley spoke, did she mention anything
- about a stalker? - No.
- Someone was stalking her? - Maybe.
I found a letter, it was pretty intense.
Someone's obviously obsessed with her.
I'm thinking, if someone was following her, they see you,
they feel threatened and, uh, maybe that's the person who messed up your car.
I don't care about the car.
- I just care that she gets home safe. - -Yeah.
Any problem, Mr. Rourke?
It's okay. He's with me.
He said he was in insurance.
I'm looking for a missing woman.
I would love to look at the footage from your parking lot.
Sorry, we have our guests' privacy to worry about.
And I understand that.
But the person who damaged his car could be in connection
with this missing woman. So please.
That sounds like a job for the police.
So unless you have a badge to show me or a warrant,
we're done here.
I don't have time for this. Thank you very much.
Did you know Riley was pregnant?
I had no... I had no idea.
-How far along is she? -About five months.
Which explains why she moved back home.
God, I was so hard on her for coming back.
That's why she kept this secret.
She was under pressure.
The baby's dad came to town, he wanted to do the right thing.
Or he's the one who has something to do with why she went missing.
We don't think so.
We believe she's being targeted by a stalker.
He smashed up the father's car,
which makes us think he knew about the pregnancy.
- Who is this? - We're working on it.
-And where is Riley? -We're still looking.
Any strange cars in the neighborhood? Any any weird phone calls?
Strange men around?
No, uh, nothing.
Okay. Let us know if you think of anything at all.
Even if it's small, it could help.
We'll let you know if we find anything.
Okay.
-Thanks. Thanks, Katie. -Of course.
Okay.
It breaks my heart.
I've known Susanna since I was a little girl.
Why would someone do this to Riley?
- Lots of bad people out there.
I know. Never makes it any easier to get used to, though.
This is from the hotel.
My guys just sent it over.
That's weird.
You thinking what I'm thinking?
Yeah, that's not a man.
Look at that. Look at the nail polish.
That's Cheryl.
You think the stalker is Cheryl?
I don't know. Maybe she got jealous?
The baby's dad comes to town.
She thought he'll take her back to New York. Said they were best friends.
They weren't best friends.
Cheryl was a tag-along.
She was clingy.
She wore the same hairstyle, dressed the same as her. All of it.
Back then we thought it was cool-girl worship stuff.
But now I don't know.
This is Detective Douglas. Is Cheryl Davies still there?
When?
Thanks.
She left work. Said she was sick
and went home after talking to you.
-I know where she lives. -Let's go.
Hey, we need to wait for backup.
Cheryl knows we're onto her.
She could be getting desperate.
What is it?
That's Riley's car.
What the hell?
You okay?
It's just so strange.
I knew Cheryl admired Riley, but I never suspected anything like this.
Yeah.
Take a look at this. Love letters to Riley.
One after the other, stuff in here about the...
pregnancy, there's stuff in here about the baby's father.
So she knew about it.
Yeah.
The handwriting matches the letter
that we found in Riley's work locker.
She wanted Riley all to herself.
She couldn't accept the father back in Riley's life.
Maybe she felt us closing in on her. Panicked.
What the hell did she do with Riley?
Is this a murder-suicide?
Huh.
What is it?
Look at how the I's are written on the wall.
There's no handles on them. Top, bottom.
-Okay, so? -So, the writing in the letter.
It's uniform, it's consistent.
Look at that.
-The handwriting doesn't match. -Nope.
Someone wanted us to think that Cheryl kidnapped Riley
and took her own life.
The car in the garage was planted. This whole scene was a setup.
They knew Cheryl had an obsession with Riley.
So Cheryl must have known them somehow.
No forced entry. Maybe they were waiting for her,
she let 'em in, killed her. Made it look like a suicide.
But why go through all that effort?
To give themselves more time
to do whatever they were gonna do with Riley.
Well, something isn't lining up.
She wasn't killed here.
The blood under the wounds is not consistent with the injuries, right?
See that? Plus, if she wrote all of that
while she was bleeding out, there'd be blood all over the walls, the carpet--
-There's nothing. -You're right.
We need to find out where she went after work.
The guys at county are working on her phone.
Hope we get results by today.
- Yep, I don't have time for that.
Hey, guys, I need you to run a GPS tracer on a phone.
I got you. What's the name?
-The name is Cheryl... -Cheryl Davies.
- Just give me a beat. - -Yeah, she left work a few hours ago.
-We need to know where she went after that. -Her phone is pinged
at a residential address, but it's not hers.
Tyler and Monica Harper. - You know him?
Yeah. Tyler's in construction.
He's a handyman. She's a nurse. Really good people.
Okay. Any connection to Cheryl?
Could be a hospital, a doctor...
Already on it.
There's no connection to the wife.
The husband?
Yeah. I'm checking out bank statements now.
Okay. Gettin' warmer real fast.
I see some checks payable to Harper Renovation Solutions. Two of them.
-Looks like he was doing some work on the house. -When was that?
Two months ago.
-Right after she moved back. -I know where they live.
Riley could still be there.
Oh, I have waited so long to meet you, little one.
I heard Cheryl's voice.
She was letting us know you were missing. Wasn't that sweet of her?
What did you do to her?
It wasn't easy.
She was our angel.
Introduced you to us, answered our prayers, but...
she was the only one who knew about our connection.
You're crazy.
You killed her.
We just need the police looking somewhere else for a while.
Until you're ready.
Being a mother means doing what's best for your child.
What does that mean?
Answer me!
What did you do?
There you are.
Oh, my goodness. She's beautiful.
She?
She deserves better than you.
What are you talking about?
-I'm her mother... -No!
You are a pretty little ungrateful bitch.
You were worried this baby would ruin your life.
You wanted to get rid of her.
I was confused.
I didn't know what I wanted.
But I do.
Mommy loves you, baby girl.
Get off me.
Let me go, get off me.
- My precious... - Let me go!
-Honey! Honey, it's a girl! -Oh, my...
How lucky are we?
You-- You took care of everything?
-Yes, but we don't have much time. -Okay.
No. No.
No! No! No, no! Please!
Please! No!
- This is Detective Douglas from the Sheriff's Department.
Sheriff's Department, open up.
Open her up, Deputy.
Dining room clear.
Bedroom clear.
Bathroom clear.
All clear.
No sign of Riley.
Yeah, well, I've got an APB out on the Harpers' car,
and I'll leave the unit here just in case they come back to the house.
-We're gonna head over to the roadblock. -Yeah, go for it.
Is it possible Cheryl didn't come back here
or she came here for something else?
You know? What if they don't have Riley?
Something doesn't make sense. We're running out of time.
Wait a minute.
What is this?
Graves for their children?
They both died the same year they were born.
If they were born at all.
This isn't about Riley. It's about her baby.
Hey.
Reenie, you got anything?
Yeah, I reached out to my contact at the medical insurance company
that owed me a favor and they pulled the Harpers' files.
-And? -And it turns out they have a pretty tragic history
with trying to have a child.
Their IVF records show that they were trying
to get pregnant for almost a decade,
spent their entire life savings
and have nothing to show for it besides two miscarriages.
Yeah, I found two grave sites out back.
Maybe they're after Riley for her unborn child.
I mean, it makes sense.
There's no chance they'd be able to adopt. Tyler has a record.
How bad is it?
Well, he did five years for involuntary manslaughter
before they were married, and he's been clean ever since,
but no agency in the world would give custody of a child to him.
Yeah. What about Monica?
So that's the thing. Monica wasn't always Monica in Michigan.
Her real name is Lisa, at least it was four years ago when she was accused
of impersonating a nurse in a NICU.
She was remanded for outpatient psych evaluation.
No telling what they'd do to get a baby.
Okay, thanks, Reenie. I gotta get with local law enforcement.
We got a hit on the Harpers' car, on Highway 27.
Okay, let's go.
Here we go.
Hey.
Let me take a look. What have we got?
Keep pressure on it. Hey, good job.
It's okay, nothing vital. Keep pressure on it.
-Okay, understand? -Backup's on the way. Which way did they go?
Through there.
Follow me.
This way. Come on.
Look.
-Look at this. -Whoa, what is it?
I only see one set of prints.
- Hide in the tree. - Go, go! Hide!
Get down.
All right, I got him.
He's behind that boulder. I need to get closer.
-Okay, I'll cover you. -All right.
I trust you.
Be careful.
On three. One, two...
Go.
If he came alone. Monica still has Riley somewhere.
Where is she?
I'll never tell.
We know you kidnapped Riley for her baby.
You killed Cheryl to keep us off your trail and fled as a diversion.
Your little plan hasn't been working out too well so far.
So what's next? Hmm?
You hold Riley until she gives birth,
and then you run away for good?
You know that won't work out.
Help this make sense to me.
You'll never understand...
unless you walk a mile in our shoes.
We have people looking for your wife.
They'll shoot her on sight if they think Riley's in danger.
You'll never find her.
Do you know how much I wanna hurt him?
But you can't do that. That's exactly what he wants.
He thinks he's protecting his family.
I know. But Riley's out there in God knows what condition,
and this bastard's the only one who knows where.
-Mind if I take a shot at him? -You got an angle?
I might.
A lot of people would have a problem with that, it's not exactly protocol.
-But I trust you. See what you can do. -Yeah.
Saw the grave markers.
I know how tragedy can warp a family, change them forever.
I've lived it.
You have no idea what you're talking about.
I know it changed Monica.
Or should I say Lisa?
Monica never existed.
You knew that.
You knew she wasn't well,
and that's why she went to the psychiatric hospital years ago, right?
Nothing you can say can make me betray my family.
Yeah.
Not being able to have a child can be devastating.
What do you think happens once she gets what she wants?
You don't know "devastating."
I know one person's already dead.
You did some work on Cheryl's house.
I saw the invoices. You replaced a water heater.
Is that where you met Riley? You heard them talking about the baby, right?
And you probably just figured all the pieces fit.
What pieces?
When your wife finally gets the baby that she wants,
you're just gonna be in the way.
She's gonna need to get rid of Riley, and pin the blame on someone.
That somebody is you.
Shut up.
No. Monica would never do that.
She wants our family to be whole.
It's what she's always wanted.
And what about what you want?
After Tyler Junior...
They don't tell you how someone you never met could break your heart.
You're trying to protect your wife, I get it. It's noble.
My dad...
was always on the run.
He...
...thought someone was after us.
He was trying to protect us, he brought us with him.
That's no life for a baby.
I just want her to be happy.
Be whole. Be a family.
And this is not the way, and you know that.
Does your wife know that?
I just wanna make sure that Riley and the baby are safe.
And they are safe. I never would have left them there.
Left them where? Where'd you leave 'em?
I'm not talking to you anymore.
They're still at the house.
- I'll drive. - Yep.
Nothing. Sorry, Katie. Hey, we'll find them.
What now?
-We're missing something. -The house is clean. They're not here.
I say we keep pressing Harper, get him to crack.
-What is it? -That space above the garage,
I didn't notice that when we were in the house. Did you?
No.
Tyler's in construction. He could conceal his own build if he wanted to.
The space is right behind this wall.
-Easy. -Freeze! Hands in the air.
No.
I'll kill her.
No, you won't. She's having a baby.
You know how much that means to people.
No, just stop right there!
Why should she get to have this baby?
She doesn't even want it.
She does.
That's why you brought her here.
You care about that baby, even if you don't care about her.
It's over, Monica.
No, it can't be.
What's in the syringe?
What did you give her, a sedative?
Something to keep her from talking?
You're slowing her heart down. What do you think you're doing to the baby?
- No. No, I didn't mean to, I was never... - Monica.
- I know. I know. I know. - I believe you.
Let go.
It's okay. It's okay.
I just, I just wanted a baby of my own...
Hey. Riley, hey.
Riley, open your eyes.
Open your eyes. Look at me. Look at me.
You okay?
You're gonna be okay.
Mom.
Oh, my goodness.
Oh, sweetheart.
I was so scared.
-I'm so sorry I didn't tell you about the baby. -No.
-I was afraid you'd think I was throwing my life away. -No, never.
Okay? I love you so much.
I'm just so glad that you're okay.
Oh, hold on, okay? Hold on.
Hi. Colter, thank you so much for bringing her back to me.
- It's my pleasure. Thank you. - Hmm.
All right.
Be good.
We will.
They good?
They got a lot to talk about, but they'll be okay.
Officer Biggs is gonna be okay. Yeah.
Took a bullet to the ribcage, but missed any arteries.
That's good news. Harpers are in custody?
-Yeah. Hey, thanks. -Yeah.
I learned a lot from you.
And if you ever decide to teach a night class
on how to be a human bloodhound, I'll be the first to sign up.
I'm sure you'll be an ace.
If not, there's always the Navy.
I was in the Navy.
-Keep in touch? -Yeah, you got my number if you need me.