Previously on Vanished...
I'll be right back.
The wife of a US Senator is abducted.
But her disappearance is only the beginning of the mystery.
I'll do what you want.
But first I need to know if she's still alive.
Do you actually believe
that I had anything to do with your wife's kidnapping?
What's going on?
You're being blackmailed-- your wife for your vote.
What if I could buy you some more time?
...moments ago, Senator Jeffrey Collins
was brought in with severe chest pain.
We're finally going to start a life together.
Marcy, they think he killed a guy.
The public's asked to be on the lookout for Ben Wilson,
wanted for questioning in the murder of Mark Valera.
Wilson's been linked with Senator Collins' daughter Marcy.
Ben!
He's being set up!
What's going on ?
You're going to be transferred to federal holding tonight.
Sara Collins isn't who she says she is,
and I got proof.
I'm just trying to figure out why Sara changed her name for four months,
moved to Gloucester and then took off.
I want my tape back.
Why hide a new coffin in an old graveyard?
We're about to find out.
Empty.
Graham.
Amanda McNeal was missing an earring when we found her.
They match.
Sara wasn't buried in there, Amanda was.
Ten years ago.
Scratch marks.
She was alive.
She was trying to get out.
These were airholes.
When the mayor approved the reservoir,
water rushed in, drowning her.
All right, so, why did Sara's abductors
lead us to Amanda's body and then the reservoir?
I don't think the abductors led us anywhere.
It was someone else.
Someone who wanted us to connect Amanda with Sara.
Okay...
Let's say someone is trying to help us.
Why doesn't he just come out and introduce himself?
Fear.
A U.S. senator is being blackmailed
into supporting Wallace Rainer for the Supreme Court.
I'd be afraid, too.
We need to get Rainer in a room.
It's not that simple.
If it gets out that we know about the blackmail,
it could mean Sara's life.
Kelton, did we settle on charges for Ben Wilson?
Not yet. We're letting him stew.
Then why was he transferred to federal lockup?
I didn't authorize that.
Neither did I, but he was shipped last night.
I'll take care of it.
I'm liking those boots, dawg.
Thanks.
Yeah, you know, I'm thinking they might fit me.
Tell you what...
I'll give you one,
but it's not going on your foot.
Graham Kelton, FBI.
You got a prisoner named Benjamin Wilson back there?
Yeah, he came in last night.
All right, I need him out of there,
and I want to know who authorized the transfer.
You're kidding me, right?
Open this.
Stay out of it!
He's FBI.
Open it, now!
Don't look so sad.
I'm the one who's got to eat the food here.
Dad, that isn't funny.
I know, sweetheart.
I'm going to be fine.
If there's anything that I did to make this worse for you...
No.
No, you've been under a lot of pressure.
The last few days have been tough on you two.
Don't worry about us.
Just get better, okay?
Yeah, I will.
Guys, there's something...
Senator, the Bureau just called.
Ben Wilson was injured in his holding cell.
- Oh, God. - He's fine.
He's fine.
But he's being transferred to the Field Office, for his safety.
I need to see him.
I'll do what I can.
All right?
Senator, we need to talk.
We'll be at home, Dad.
I love you.
I love you, too.
Call if you need anything.
Bye.
I hate lying to them like this.
I spoke with Senator Mazarra.
The hearings will resume on Monday.
How much longer do I have to stay here?
Hospital's going to "release" you this afternoon.
Good.
No... no.
Damn it!
It was like out of nowhere.
I don't know the guy. He just jumped me.
Well, it wasn't random, Ben. They're trying to keep you quiet.
They? Who the hell are "they"?
I don't know, but I can't protect you unless you cooperate.
Look, I want to help, but my lawyer told me to keep my mouth shut.
Your lawyer, "Brent Sullivan"?
I tried to contact Mr. Sullivan.
Turns out, no one with that name works for the Public Defender's Office.
No one with that name is registered with the State Bar.
That doesn't make any sense!
He was bogus, Ben.
He was trying to find out what you knew.
I don't know anything!
Well, you must've told him something.
Something you didn't tell me. What was it?
- I... - If you say "I don't know" one more time...
Say "I don't know" one more time!
Say it-- I will walk out that door.
The prosecutor will charge you with the murder of Mark Valera
and conspiracy to kidnap Sara Collins.
You better think.
Quinn.
- What? - Quinn Keeler.
You said you found my Bluetooth in a tunnel.
I left it at her place, a week ago.
And I told Sullivan, or whoever he was,
that it was Quinn who sent me to Valera.
It was Quinn who gave me the money.
Thought you could take the rap.
Where do I find her?
Ben Wilson gave someone up.
It's about time.
Name's Quinn Keeler; she's a musician.
Met Ben in rehab a few years ago.
He thought she was a friend.
He saying she played him?
He said Quinn set him up to take the fall
for Sara Collins' kidnapping and the murder of Mark Valera.
I want a warrant to search her place.
Where's your probable cause?
I believe he's telling the truth.
Based on what?
Ben Wilson's got motive; we have evidence.
Look, if Wilson was smart enough to kidnap a senator's wife,
how's he stupid enough to leave a gun in his house
and his Bluetooth in that tunnel?
If you think Quinn's behind this, then get me some proof.
I haven't got time. I've already got her place under surveillance.
I've got a Tac team standing by. Let's do this.
All right, there's not a judge in all of Georgia
who's going to issue a warrant based on Ben Wilson's accusations.
- At this point, he'd say anything... - He wasn't trying to make a deal.
He gave her up cold.
Find me a judge, call in a marker, anything.
Hey, I need this.
You really believe this woman planned Sara's abduction?
I believe she was involved.
You get me a warrant, I'll find out how.
- FBI! - FBI!
FBI!
Kitchen's clear!
Bedroom clear!
All clear!
All right, bag and tag. We got books, bills.
There's s a laptop over there; I want to know what's on there.
Kelton.
- She got by you. - No way.
We've had this place covered front and back for the last hour.
She couldn't have gotten out.
This couch has been moved.
Monroe.
Get in here.
Get your weapons ready.
Go.
She didn't go out.
She went down.
Hey! Hey, I want the tape back.
What, the Nicky tape? I gave it back to you.
Yeah, well, somebody broke into my truck and stole it,
and you're the only one who knew.
That tape is all I have left of her.
- They got us both. - What?
I downloaded the video into an editing system before you took it back.
Unbelievable.
Someone erased it.
Probably the same person who broke into your truck.
Well, why should I believe you?
Because I went to Gloucester.
Every trace of Nicky Johnson has vanished.
A few people remember her, but there's no proof.
This doesn't make any sense.
Somebody wants us to forget about Nicky.
Maybe it's not such a bad idea.
I've been trying to do that for 12 years.
No luck.
Look, Ms. Nash, I came down to Atlanta
to find out what happened to Nicky.
I'm not leaving till I do.
Then we need to help each other.
How?
Sometimes, the only way to protect a story is to share it.
If I'm going to send my team down there after Quinn,
I need to know where it's going to lead them.
Christo uploaded a schematic of the underground.
Okay, turns out that the tunnel
under the building she's in is part of a larger network.
They're using the tunnels to travel.
Which means they could be using it to transport Sara.
Well, Quinn can't stay under forever.
Where do we think she's going to pop up?
Passage branches off about a quarter-mile to the north.
She's got three options from there:
three separate offshoots and about 15 exit points along the next couple of miles.
All right. Circle up!
This is who we're looking for
and we need her alive.
Mei, get all available agents
checking every exit point along this five-mile passage.
I want two-man teams on each offshoot.
Let's go.
You going down?
N o.
I'm going up.
What's the range on these things?
About 3000 feet.
I got nothing lighting up.
It's calibrated to pick up signatures at the low-end range.
Your aboveground sources fall outside the spectrum.
So it'll flash on anything subterranean.
All right.
Talk to me, Mei.
Swept the underground up through the fork in the tunnel.
We're moving through the east branch now.
Copy.
We're over the west tunnel.
We're going to circle back and start over.
Hold it right here, right here.
We're over the corner of Laramie Street and Friars Road.
I've got two heat sources.
Quinn might have Sara with her.
All right. Mei, I've got you in sight.
They're less than 100 feet ahead of you.
- Are they mobile? - No, they're static.
I'm looking straight ahead, Kelton; there's nothing.
Wait! There's a passage on the right.
- FBI! Freeze! - FBI! Freeze! Don't move!
Did you guys see anyone come through here? Anyone at all...
Two guys with Georgia Energy. We got nothing.
They say they saw a woman just run through here less than five minutes ago.
Did you hear that?
She's headed east.
Copy, loud and clear.
Turn it around.
FBI! Stay where you are!
Do not move!
Put your hands over your head and stay where you are!
You sure you don't want to wait for the 6:00?
Can't risk him changing his mind.
I haven't seen you this excited since the John Rocker interview.
This goes right, I'll have my own hour by may sweeps.
Which I don't. I'm not wearing this.
It'll make you look credible.
I wear jackets at weddings and funerals.
People will take me for my word or they won't.
We're just going to have a conversation.
There's no need to be nervous.
Lady, I've pulled a two-ton purse of cod through a Cat-4 hurricane.
I won't break a sweat.
Okay. Let's do it.
I'm going to check in with the D.C. office
and let them know that you're back home.
Thank you.
Hello, Jeffrey.
What are you doing here?
I came to check on the kids.
I made them some lunch-- turkey meat loaf. There's a plate in the fridge.
The kids are fine.
Okay.
Well, I'm back home now.
You can go.
I was on your computer checking my e-mails.
I wasn't prying...
That would be a first.
The news said that you suffered a heart attack at 3:20 p.m.,
but you sent an e-mail from your PDA at 3:35.
They must have gotten the times wrong.
J.T. issued the statement.
There was no mix-up.
What's going on?
Whatever I'm doing, it's in the best interest of my family.
I know...
and that's why I assured Max and Marcy that,
whatever your reasons for faking the heart attack,
we have to trust you.
You told the kids?
They've been really upset, Jeffrey.
Oh, God.
And you know how unstable Max has been.
He could slip again.
He won't.
He listens to me.
You may not like it, but it's true.
You can't do this alone.
Our kids need me, Jeffrey.
You want to stay here, don't you?
Just until this is over.
Well, I'll just go unpack my things.
And the heart attack?
I won't breathe a word.
Senator, you might want to see this.
I'm sitting here with a fisherman from Gloucester, Massachusetts,
who says he knew Sara Collins 12 years ago.
Peter, thanks for joining me.
No problem.
1994, you say you struck up a romance with Sara Collins.
Yeah. Well, I mean, yeah and no.
Explain that.
She went by a different name: Nicky Johnson.
We were going to get married.
But you didn't.
No. She said yes, then a few days later, she disappeared.
It didn't make any sense, I mean...
We were happy together, you know.
What we had, you can't fake that.
Why are you laughing at me?
Oh, because you've inspected every piece of fruit in this marketplace.
Well, I want the best for you.
Is that so?
Well, then, I say...
this one.
What, are you invoking executive privilege?
Well, sadly, only the president can invoke executive privilege.
Well, then, when you're president, you can pick.
Excuse me.
Nicky?
No, I'm sorry.
Wow.
Oh, you look just like this girl that I used to work with.
Like, I mean, do you have a twin or something?
No.
Actually, we're not even from around here.
We're on our honeymoon.
Sorry to bother you.
Do you have any kind of proof
of your relationship with Nicky Johnson?
Not anymore.
I had a videotape of us together,
but someone stole it from my truck.
It was stolen?
Yeah, someone wants to cover up her past,
at least her past with me.
You do realize how that sounds?
I don't give a crap how it sounds.
I loved Nicky.
I still love her.
Thank you.
So what do we know about Quinn?
Her name's an alias. Her docs are quality fakes.
Christo's into her laptop, trying to find anything
to I.D. or connect her to the kidnappers.
Good.
Meantime, run her through every database:
AFIS, CODIS, the works.
This woman's our best lead.
We don't even know her real name.
Hey.
Thought you might be hungry.
Not really. Who are you?
That's funny, I was just about to ask you the same thing.
Look, Quinn,
right now, I don't care what you've done.
I just want to know where Sara is.
This is all a mistake.
Ben... he gave you up.
He told me about the money drop and how you planted his earpiece.
His what?
Look...
Ben Wilson is an addict, okay?
He's a nice guy, but they lie.
Whatever he got himself into,
I don't have anything to do with it.
So why did you run?
I saw some guys parked outside of my place.
I figured my ex sent them.
Your ex?
Bad breakup?
Is that the story?
Excuse the interruption.
Agent Kelton?
Christo found a data stream coming into Quinn's laptop.
- What kind of stream? - It's digital.
An RF signal, heavily encoded.
He thinks it's video.
What are we looking at?
Streaming video feed.
Hacking into her software slowed the output.
Give me a few more seconds, I'll have it up.
My God. It's Sara.
And it's live.
I just heard.
You got a feed coming into Quinn's computer?
Tell me we're recording this.
Every frame, every breath.
She's shackled to the floor.
- Blow that image up. - Yeah.
How we doing on the trace?
Once our vans get there, we can start triangulating.
She could be anywhere within a hundred-mile radius.
Small needle, big haystack.
Where is she?
- I'm sorry, I don't know... - Shut up!
The federal prosecutor is prepared to arraign you today,
but he's willing to make a deal if you help us.
We know you're not in this alone.
I'll take my phone call now.
I got today's letters and cards.
The agents just finished logging them.
Thanks.
Max, I need to talk to you about the hospital.
Why I couldn't tell you the truth.
Where do you want the cards, Dad?
Son...
Where do you want the cards?
Over there's fine.
Damn it!
- It's okay, Max. - Nothing's okay!
Senator, I have Agent Kelton on the line.
Agent Kelton.
Can you talk?
Yes.
This is a breach in protocol, so what I'm about to say needs to stay between us.
Go ahead.
I have credible information that Sara is alive.
She appears to be unharmed.
Oh, thank God.
Wait-wait, you said "appears."
Have you seen her?
- Sir... - She's my wife.
If you've seen her, I want to know. Now!
I wish I could share more...
Do I need to go above you, Agent Kelton?
I'm sorry, Senator, I know this is hard for you.
But you have to trust that we're doing what's best for Sara.
I just want her home.
Yeah, we both do.
I'm sitting here with a fisherman from Gloucester, Massachusetts,
- who says he knew Sara Collins... - Anything?
Standard update.
They'll catch a break soon, I know it.
This story's gaining traction.
Oh, tomorrow, nobody will remember his name;
- I wouldn't worry about it. - I would.
Discredit him and defend your wife's reputation.
Voters will admire that.
I've got this under control.
Which means you've prepared a statement in case the story doesn't go away.
I'm sure the senator would love to read it.
Thank you.
Offer some notes. Your instincts on these things are always spot on.
Jessica, please.
But she's right.
We should be ahead of this.
It seems like something that might interest the FBI.
Well, I called them.
But no one called me back.
I want to meet with him.
I'd advise against it, sir.
If the public finds out about a meeting, it gives him credibility.
Then make sure they don't find out.
How's Christo coming with that signal?
Says he's getting there and needs more time.
That's the one thing we don't have.
You schedule Quinn for transport to the courthouse yet?
Yeah, oh, expect a crowd.
That phone call she made? A guard overheard it.
The Associated Press.
Why would she be calling them?
Oh, maybe she wants to stretch her 15 minutes?
I don't think so.
Well, when she's ready to move, let me know.
Did you I.D. Quinn?
No hits on DNA or prints.
She's not in the system, but one of her tattoos
did pop up on the Identifiable Marks database.
Her right wrist--
Tat's in the system on four cons.
Three males and a female.
The tattoo is identical to hers in shape, color, and placement.
They don't look like gang tattoos?
No, nothing on C-JIS.
Whatever it is, it's under our radar.
- We need to talk to those four. - Yeah.
You'll have to talk through six feet of dirt.
Two killed in custody, two after parole.
An industrial accident and a hit and run.
Doesn't bode well for Quinn.
Or us.
Sara?
You down here, darling?
What are you doing?
What does it look like I'm doing?
This is silly.
Come on back to bed.
Come on, Sara.
Who's Sara?
J.T. said you were looking for me.
Yes.
Most days, I'd come home...
this is where I'd find Sara.
Yeah, I know.
I remember when you two used to hide out in here reading magazines.
And I remember when you didn't lie to us.
Marcy, I wanted you to know.
I had to delay my trip to Washington and no one could know why.
- I wish I could tell you more... - I don't care.
I just want to know if you talked to the FBI about Ben.
Honey...
I don't think it's a good idea for you to see him.
I don't really care what you think.
Did you know he has a criminal record?
- You did a background check? - It was on the news.
- Possession with intent to sell. - He was 18.
It was pot.
And the only reason they charged him is because
he wouldn't turn in the guy he bought it from.
If you really gave a damn, you would have asked.
- Marcy... - You know what, I don't care!
I don't want to need you... for anything.
I made the call.
He doesn't want to see you.
I don't believe you.
I'm sorry.
I didn't want to have to tell you.
It's two hours.
Why don't we have Sara's location?
It's complicated.
I'm sitting here, looking at her like she's in the next room.
Just tell me how to get there.
We've got her down to a 40 mile radius, we just-- we haven't got a ping.
What do you need? Manpower? Call in P.D.
It's not manpower, it's horsepower--
it takes three SAT-vans across a hundred- mile radius to triangulate the signal.
- We have vans. - Two.
You know how many times I've tried explaining to Washington
that it takes three to triangulate? Like talking to a wall.
Anyway, I borrowed a third van from Birmingham.
Once that gets a lock, the other two start closing in.
All right.
This feed drops out, we lose our only lead.
You wanted to know when Quinn was being transferred.
She's on the move.
- What about the press? - Camped outside.
Let's go.
Prisoner Keeler, Quinn Keeler. A0324 to Marshal's holding.
Sign her out here.
Hey.
You think I could get a couple of those fries?
Six hours, these guys haven't offered me so much as a CornNut.
- Thanks. - All right, let's move.
Well, if Quinn wanted attention, she's got it.
You're about to get some attention yourself.
Agent Kelton, any comment on Miss Keeler?
We understand that she's been arrested in connection...
Not now, Judy. Not now.
Did you catch my interview with Peter Manning?
- The fisherman? - Yeah.
That was a whale of a tale.
He's legit.
Of course he is.
Otherwise, you wouldn't have put him on the air.
Excuse me.
This is all just a game to her.
I don't know, maybe not.
Hey, I need your tape.
No, not a chance. I have a remote in 15.
You'll get it back.
Give it to him.
I better get that tape back.
Now watch when she waves. She puts her palm up to the glass.
Freeze it there.
Blow it up.
Again.
That's why she called the media.
She was sending a signal.
- Anything? - Not yet.
Computer's scrolling through every symbol in the database, looking for a hit.
We need this fast.
These symbols could be appropriated from anywhere.
Each one could represent a word, syllable or letter.
But given the uniformity of Quinn's code, we're going with letters.
Beginning with the first known alphabet, Phoenician...
No. Moving forward.
Here's Coptic, Demotic, Akkadian...
What if it's completely made up?
Then it could take us days to crack.
Mei...
the cemetery from the reservoir.
The "G," it was Masonic, right?
Mm, long shot. Huh, I'll take it.
That's it.
How do we translate it?
Well, it's not technically an alphabet, it's a cryptograph.
We need the cipher.
Is it in the database?
Let's find out.
Come in.
Miss Nash,
per our agreement, we're giving you the Senator's statement exclusively.
Thank you.
In return, you forget this meeting ever happened.
So, where is he?
Mr. Manning.
Senator.
Why don't we talk in my study?
Why are you doing this, Mr. Manning?
It's Peter.
Now, I don't want to cause problems for you.
It's just...
I thought I was going to spend my life with her.
We were in love.
You loved someone. Not Sara.
They're one and the same, Senator.
You're confusing my wife for this woman you knew.
- Her name is Nicky. - Stop it.
Nicky was always in the moment.
Every day had to be an adventure, you know?
No. No, I don't know.
The person you're describing is not Sara.
Well, people change.
It's been 12 years, Mr. Manning.
Even if your story had merit,
Sara is my wife.
Yeah, I understand that.
Then what could you possibly want?
The same thing you do.
For her to be safe.
Well...
then please let this go,
so we can all focus on getting her back.
Well, just who exactly am I distracting?
Law enforcement won't give me the time of day.
The only person I seem to be bothering is you.
We are done here.
She cut herself once.
Bad.
We were christening this little Sabot.
She broke a bottle over the bow,
piece broke off, sliced right into her hand.
Bled like crazy.
She had to have 12 stitches.
What I'm saying...
...is there's a scar.
I think I got it.
They arranged an alphabet starting with the word "Mason" in this pound-ex structure.
I see it.
The outline of each cell in the pattern
represents a letter, second letter gets a dot.
All right, run that translation.
Pull...
Pull the...
No.
Christo, tell me you've triangulated that signal.
Uh, one of my men has a directional lock, the others are closing in.
- Uh, maybe another hour. - I need it now!
I don't have it now.
Is there something I need to know?
Yeah.
We lost her.
Manning got under your skin.
After all these years, you'd think I'd know everything about her.
Come on, Jeff.
He knew about the scar on her hand.
You and Sara lead a very public life.
Anybody could have seen that.
It's not just the scar.
I'm going to call Agent Kelton.
Let the FBI sort this out.
Peter Manning is not relevant.
Sara's past is not relevant.
This is about one thing--
getting you to confirm Wallace Rainer.
I'm here in the lobby of the Atlanta Field Office of the FBI,
after a day marked with significant developments
in the Sara Collins kidnapping.
Earlier this morning, the FBI apprehended 30-year-old Quinn Keeler.
Several hours ago, she was transported to an undisclosed location.
No other information on her arrest has been made public.
As authorities search for answers,
new questions are surfacing about Sara Collins' past.
In my exclusive interview with Peter Manning,
allegations that Sara lived a double life
brought a sharp reaction from Senator Collins,
who issued this terse statement.
I would ask that the media and public give no credence
to the baseless claims of Mr. Manning.
Perpetuating such a story only hinders the work of the FBI
and encourages any other misguided individuals
who would seek fame by exploiting our tragedy."
Strong words from the senator on this,
the seventh day of the Sara Collins disappearance.
For WCN, this is Judy Nash reporting.
They found the feed.
I got the message.
They're getting too close.
I'm taking care of it.
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