In the criminal justice system, sexually based offenses
are considered especially heinous.
In New York City, the dedicated detectives
who investigate these vicious felonies
are members of an elite squad
known as the Special Victims Unit.
These are their stories.
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♪ Hush now
♪ watch the stars fall
♪ into a fire wall
♪ I am waiting here
♪ waiting for you to come home ♪
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♪ Sinking embers glow
♪ melting icy snow
♪ and I am waiting here
♪ waiting for you to come home ♪
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♪ And I wait
♪ it doesn't mean
♪ you will return ♪
Come on, mom. Come on, dad.
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Yeah, I can't talk right now.
I'm late to pick up my son.
[Pounding on door]
You see your son one day a week,
and you can't be on time!
Hey, I gotta call you later.
- Daddy! Daddy! - Hey, buddy.
You ready for the game? Hmm? [Cell phone rings]
I'm definitely gonna catch a ball.
- Yeah, Jeb. - Dad, we're gonna be late.
Yeah, I'm taking Wyatt to the game.
Can I call you later? You ready, buddy?
All right, our home number's on speed dial.
All right. Easy on the junk food.
He still gets those stomachaches.
Mom seems a little grouchy, huh?
When are you coming home, daddy?
How 'bout a treat?
Let's go. Let's go.
Come on, run, kid!
Last one on is a rotten egg.
Thank you.
Dad! Dad!
Wyatt! Hey!
Hey! Wyatt!
Open the door!
Wait! Stop the train!
My kid's on the train!
Hey! Help!
[Alarm blaring]
Yeah, my son! My son! He's been taken.
Help! Help!
Captain.
A lot of white shirts. What's going on?
Seven-year-old, Wyatt Morris.
Snatched from his father on a subway platform.
Transit is stopping all the trains on that line
en route to the game.
Who is this kid?
The mayor's office called.
The father is David Morris,
of the Morris Brothers real estate family.
They own half the West Side.
Any ransom demands yet?
It's a little early for that.
This neighborhood's changed.
- Where's the mother? - We're still looking.
Mr. Morris thinks she might be out for a run.
They're divorced.
The dad has his son for the day and loses him?
[Background chatter fades out]
[Somber music]
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Liv?
Liv, you with us?
This neighborhood.
Hector Rodriguez, the Dominican kid...
He was the exact same age.
Missing boy, '99.
Dad lost custody, took the kid back to the DR.
We don't know that.
The mother never saw her son again.
Liv... hey.
This kid's missing now.
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Hey, we've got three trains stopped
between here and the stadium,
a half dozen bottled up behind them.
- Any sign of the boy? - Not yet.
We're holding passengers on the platform
for questioning.
If they don't make it to the game,
we might have a riot.
Well, that's too bad
because nobody's going anywhere.
That kid could still be on any one of these trains.
Search every car, talk to every passenger.
Hey, Captain, the father wants to go uptown
and join the search.
No, you talk to him here. Both of you.
And whatever went on between the two of you,
get over it-- we don't have time.
David! Where's Wyatt?
What did you do? What did you do?
Whoa, whoa, Ms. Morris. Ms. Morris.
Where is he? What did you do?
- Ms. Morris, listen-- - Ms. Colfax--Laurie.
- Okay. - Where's Wyatt? What happened?
We're trying to figure that out now.
Slow down. Slow down, Mr. Morris.
So this guy tapped you on the shoulder.
Can you describe him?
White, black, age?
White, 40s. Cap, glasses.
I'm bad at faces.
David has visitation on Sunday?
He was supposed to be there at 9:00.
He was his usual two hours late.
And he only sees Wyatt one day a week?
- Does that make David upset? - He's always upset.
Everything about him is a negotiation.
Okay, so, Ms. Colfax,
your husband's family is very wealthy.
Have you noticed anyone suspicious
trying to talk to Wyatt, or following you?
Anything like that?
No.
You think this is about ransom?
We'll pay. We'll post a reward.
Okay, let's hold off on that.
It's just gonna bring out con artists.
So if somebody wants to get in touch with you,
I promise you they will.
But what if no one calls?
Well, we'll cross that bridge when we get to it.
- [Gasps] Oh, God. - Hey, Laurie.
Laurie, I need you to stay focused.
I need you to stay focused. Whoa, whoa.
- Find my son. - Okay.
We're gonna do the best we can.
- Find my son. - Okay.
- Find my son.
This is a full-on Amber Alert.
These go up in every street, in every borough
within the hour.
TARU can't trace the kid's cell phone.
So one witness saw a black man
pull Wyatt onto the train.
Another saw an older white male.
And one put him with a woman.
There were a lot of kids in caps on those trains.
And no video from that station.
Well, 110th Street?
The hoi polloi don't get those upgrades.
Morningside Heights has changed.
It's not like it was in '99.
You're thinking about Hector Rodriguez.
It was a war zone then.
There he goes with the bad old days.
It's still mixed. I can't believe Morris
- and his family live up there. - Well, he owns the building.
And he's renovated half the block,
and it's his ex-wife.
Are they still in court?
On a custody issue, every three months.
Maybe David Morris got tired of paying
for two sets of legal fees.
And had his own son kidnapped?
Or the wife wants to make him look bad.
Nothing's fair in love and war.
She does want to make him look bad.
She made a point of telling me
that he got there at 11:00 today, two hours late.
11:00?
The train didn't leave until 12:15.
Did David tell you he stopped anywhere?
No. And I asked.
Well, I didn't tell you
because I didn't think it mattered.
We went to a pastry shop.
And you didn't want your wife to know
you were giving him sweets?
I just wanted Wyatt to have a fun day.
The divorce has been really hard on him.
Can anyone confirm that?
Yeah. The hostess.
I've been seeing her.
She also used to babysit for Wyatt.
Guess I didn't want Laurie to know that either.
The missing boy. God, that's horrible.
Yeah, I think I saw them.
You think? Honey, we know that you're involved
with David, okay?
Does Laurie know?
That's on you. Were they here?
Eating muffins.
Wyatt had milk, skim.
You and the dad ever go anywhere private,
maybe leave the boy alone?
No, no.
Did you notice anyone looking at Wyatt?
Like, dark sunglasses, or a baseball cap?
The place is full of dads like that.
It's the playoffs.
This guy would have been by himself.
Wait, there was one.
A singleton. He ordered tea in a glass,
got up when they did and just left $2.
Got this from a boutique near the cafe.
Not enough of an image for facial recognition software.
Any other angles?
Anything from traffic cams, ATMs?
TARU's still checking.
What are we, three hours in, and no ransom demand?
This guy's a predator. Are you getting deja vu?
Don't have her start up again.
It's the same neighborhood.
Hector disappeared on a bus, Wyatt on a subway.
Guys, it's 13 years, two different worlds.
Hector was from a working-class family.
Yeah, which is why we had about 1/10 of the resources
- to find him. - Wait, back up.
You said Hector was taken off a bus and never seen again?
A witness thought that she saw him a few hours later
with his hair dyed blond.
His father changed the boy's appearance
to get him out of the country.
Hector's case is closed.
We have a lead on Wyatt. Follow it up.
That could be him.
I didn't notice anybody at the pastry shop, though.
- David, Wyatt had breakfast! - Oh, God.
What were you doing there?
Laurie, we think that whoever took Wyatt
may have followed him.
They knew your family's routine.
I haven't seen anyone watching us,
and I'm with him all the time, except for school.
And Sundays.
Sunday. That's your day, right, David?
Yeah. I haven't noticed anybody.
You wouldn't.
Half the neighborhood's pissed off at him.
- He's clueless. - No, they're not.
Laurie, David, we need you to be on the same side now.
- Easy. Pissed off about what? - This building.
All his renovations, condos.
When he goes to those community board meetings,
the whole room wants to kill him.
Come on! I mean, this is Morningside Heights!
You should see these people. It's like the '60s never ended!
David, look again. You ever seen this guy
at one of the community board meetings?
I don't see anybody at those meetings.
I tune 'em out. [Cell vibrating]
You tune out a room full of people
who are accusing you of pricing them out
of their own homes?
If I let them control the agenda,
nothing gets built, all right?
This neighborhood, it would still be a slum.
- Liv. - What is it?
When are you going to leave?
You people, you're costing me business.
It's simple. A couple said they saw this boy
come out of your store.
Now, did you see him?
There are a lot of kids
that come into my store.
I'm sorry, I can't place him.
How much longer are you going to be out there?
You might want to think harder.
Just found the boy's cell phone outside in your dumpster.
Now, we can shut your store down all day
and go through it with a fine-tooth comb.
You want to try again?
He would have come in with a man.
Yes, I remember him.
The man had glasses and a cap and black hair.
Is this him?
I can't tell from that.
I remember, because when his son acted up,
he bought him candy, and then he bought some hair dye.
Hair dye? What color?
Uh... blond.
Get somebody to watch your store.
We're gonna need you to come down to the station
and meet with a sketch artist.
Are we looking at a copycat from the Hector Rodriguez case?
The blond hair dye was never released to the press.
Don't even waste your time with "I told you so."
It's been over a week now, and still no sign...
- You still here? - of young Hector Rodriguez.
- Yeah. - Can you sleep?
I close my eyes, I see Hector's face.
Go home, John.
I got two more tapes to watch.
John? You're still here?
Never left.
Any other cases where an abducted kid
had his hair dyed blond?
Yeah, I've checked through 15 years,
and the only other one I found was Hector Rodriguez.
All right, look, hang on.
I'm not ready to start chasing ghosts just yet.
Where are we on security footage
near the convenience store?
TARU just sent this over.
It's from the old tunnels beneath Columbia University.
Well, his hair's dyed blond.
- This the last sighting? - So far.
We've got no leads from the tip line.
Nothing from the other boroughs, the FBI.
We have to take another look at Hector Rodriguez.
He's right, Captain.
We could have been wrong 13 years ago.
All right, look, could we all just focus here?
Anyone in touch with Hector's family?
I've spoken to the mother a few times.
She still lives up in the neighborhood.
I can go up there with you, Liv.
All right, all right, you stay here.
Go through the files.
Take Amaro. Fresh eyes.
I'm getting the sense Cragen wants us
partnering up again.
Maybe he just wants things the way they were.
You okay with that?
Yeah. I've got enough separations in my life.
So Hector Rodriguez.
You and munch were partners on that?
Everybody on the squad jumped in.
I didn't think that Hector's father took him,
but I was a newbie back then,
so I guess I let myself get a little stampeded.
Hector's mother--
all these years, she never moved?
She couldn't.
She still thinks that Hector might come home.
Come on.
Read it, please. Read it.
"My name is Hector Rodriguez. I am seven years old.
"I have asthma, but I like to play tee ball with papa.
I also like to play chess with mommy."
I wanted to remind you who he was.
Hector was a good boy.
Is a good boy.
Ms. Rodriguez, I understand
you had a custody dispute with Hector's father?
He wanted to raise Hector in the Pentecostal church.
My family is Catholic. It broke us up.
But he didn't take Hector.
You're in touch with him?
His family.
He doesn't have my son. Somebody else does.
This is about that missing rich boy
that's been all over the news.
He was the same age as Hector.
Do you, uh... recognize this man?
[Sighs] No.
Do you think he's the one who may have taken my Hector too?
We don't know that.
So... you came here to torture me?
Delores...
Do you how many people I get letters from
saying they've seen Hector?
Psychics claiming they had a vision of Hector
with his checkerboard backpack-- pendejos!
Did these letters contain any real information?
Could we take a look at 'em?
I throw them all out.
Except for the one I sent you.
I never got a letter from you.
That's right.
He told me to send it to Cold Case.
Who? The letter writer?
Yeah. He said he was a cop.
He didn't sign his name, but he said
to keep pressuring his bosses about Hector,
or it would happen again.
Senora, when did you get this letter?
On Hector's 13th birthday.
Cold Case gave up...
just like you did.
You're from Special Victims?
I'd love to get over to your unit
and see some live bodies for a change.
There's something to be said for working cold case, though.
The job doesn't haunt you the same way.
It haunts you in a different way.
Okay, here it is.
"Stay on them, Delores.
"NYPD should go to bed every night
"with the cries of your missing child in their ears.
Lest more flames burn the innocent."
- This reads like a crazy. - Yep.
The detective gave it a quick follow-up.
Traced a print back to an auxiliary cop.
Said he was off his meds.
Stephen Lomatin?
He was on Hector's search team. He's a bedbug.
Did you ever think he could have done it?
I questioned him.
A real Boo Radley. He doesn't have it in him.
- Any idea where he is now? - If I had to guess,
he's out looking for Wyatt, trying to be the hero.
Stephen Lomatin. Heard you found something.
Found it right there by that tree.
Could be the cap Wyatt was wearing.
Nice catch.
Detective Amanda Rollins, Special Victims.
We were hoping you could come in and help us out.
Gentlemen, you got this?
Ladies, I'm all yours. You need a ride?
He's a little young for the description.
Fuzzy video, the dad's bad at faces.
Lomatin's been auxiliary in Morningside Heights
for 15 years.
Even though he lives in Brooklyn
and works mall security there.
So he likes the neighborhood.
Anything else to tie him to either kidnapping?
You mean besides the anonymous letter
he sent to Hector's mom,
and the key piece of evidence he found tonight?
The baseball cap. Do we know if it's Wyatt's?
It has a number two pin on it.
The lab's checking the hair strand to confirm.
He was all over Hector's case.
Maybe I underestimated him.
Captain, you guys, I just found this on the Internet.
It's a newscast from the week Hector Rodriguez disappeared.
It was Stephen Lomatin, a young auxiliary officer
who first discovered the missing boy's lunch box.
Stephen, how emotional was it for you
when you made that discovery?
It was very emotional. This job can be very emotional.
Hell of a coincidence.
This guy is the Zelig of missing child cases.
I mean, if he's our guy,
he's been carrying this secret for 13 years.
Well, y'all interviewed him back in '99--how'd it go?
Well, he was mad at me because I didn't treat him
as a brother officer.
Good. Do it again.
With pleasure.
Hey, Lomatin, long time no see.
What are you doing here?
I was about to ask you the same thing.
Like last time?
You treated me like a skell instead of a cop.
Now it's happened again, just like I said it would.
Every time a boy goes missing in Morningside Heights,
you're Johnny on the spot, aren't you?
I'm here to help, okay?
You can't talk to me like this.
I'm going back up there.
Munch, what are you doing here?
What do you mean, Captain?
Officer Lomatin, I apologize.
The sergeant isn't running this investigation.
These detectives are.
And we appreciate your assistance.
My office, now!
Thank you, Captain.
- Okay. - That guy's a sergeant now?
And they won't let me on the job?
You finding that cap, nice work.
All the other officers walked right by it.
Yeah, well, that's just the way it is.
You'll be looking at something and not see it
till someone else comes along.
Well, they should have listened to you 13 years ago.
They? You were there.
I remember.
I wasn't.
I mean, Stephen, talk to me.
Steve, not Stephen.
And these cases, they're all connected.
"These cases." You mean Wyatt and Hector.
You don't get it, do you?
You get it.
I can show you, Detective Rollins.
It's all in my archive.
Stevie, I thought you were out looking
for that missing boy.
The detectives need to see my research.
It's in the attic. Come on, I'll show you.
Excuse us, ma'am.
What the hell is this, a museum of lost boys?
You don't get it.
But she does.
You see what's going on, don't you?
Yeah, Steve, I think I do.
Guys, can you give us... can you give us the room?
- Sure. - Thank you.
Now, just walk me through a few things.
You know, when Hector disappeared,
he was last seen with his hair dyed blond.
I know. That's why I bought that dye.
I was trying to find the right shade
to figure out where it came from.
Did you get any leads off that?
No. It's a common brand.
Every drugstore in the city sells it.
What about these glasses?
Same thing. The other boys were all taken
by men wearing those type of sunglasses.
And you keep saying these other boys.
And those pictures in your room...
Tell me about them.
I have seven unsolved disappearances
over 13 years in three counties.
Four of the boys, ages six to nine,
were all taken by men wearing a disguise.
Okay, so you're onto a larger pattern here.
That's good.
Captain, he's got children's clothes,
surveillance photos, blond hair dye,
and disguises.
See if anyone IDs him.
Yeah, I know him from the neighborhood.
He and Hector were friends.
- So he knew Hector? - Yeah.
There were no real policemen walking the beat up here.
I told Hector if he got in trouble,
he should go to Officer Lomatin.
Why are you asking about him?
Because he's the one who sent you that letter
seven years ago.
You're wrong. Why would he send the letter?
We never lost touch.
He lights a candle at Hector's memorial every year.
He never gave up on finding him.
Delores...
I just wish you would have told me
about Officer Lomatin being so helpful.
Why?
Because he kept looking when you stopped?
Look, have you ever seen this man before?
Uh, I don't think so. Who is he?
Why are you gonna ask him?
He wouldn't recognize his own father.
- It's that pretend cop. - You know him?
- From the playground. - Has he ever talked to you
- or to Wyatt? - He talked to all the kids.
Have you seen him today? Is this him?
I don't know. I thought he was older--
Damn it, David!
You bent down to pick up a 20 and you lost our child?
Shut up! I love Wyatt, all right?
[Both shouting at once] Hey! Hey! Hold on!
All right, that's enough. That's enough.
Both of you!
[Sobbing]
Look, I know where you are right now.
But you need to get past it.
Look, I'm sorry. I'm--
[Sobbing]
I'm so sorry.
Just bring him back to us, please.
Hector Rodriguez disappears August 9, 1999.
Two days later, fire at a building around the corner.
- Okay. - Jorge Diaz, Brooklyn.
July, 2001. Fire next day.
Dante Borrelli, Yonkers, 2006.
A week later, four-alarmer at a sugar factory.
Okay, and your theory on the connection is?
It's obvious. Somebody's snatching the kids
and setting fires to get rid of the bodies.
If we don't find Wyatt soon,
another building will burn down.
Okay, you know what, Steve? This is good.
This--it's great.
And I want to show my captain all your work,
but I know he's gonna insist that you tell us
where you were today.
I'll tell you. You can verify it...
but you can't tell anybody.
Okay, Steve, I promise.
So his alibi is legit?
Yeah. Drugstore in Brooklyn
has him on video at the pharmacy window
when Wyatt was snatched.
So why wouldn't Lomatin just tell us that right off the bat?
He was picking up prescriptions
for an antidepressant, antianxiety,
and antipsychotic.
He was afraid it will kill his chances
of making NYPD.
- Good luck with that. - And that's not all.
An hour later, he was back at the drugstore
picking up a child-size baseball cap--
the one he found on the street.
Girl remembers because he paid in change.
Great, so all of this is just the obsessive scrawl
of a wannabe hero taking antipsychotics?
Maybe not. Just because he's crazy
doesn't mean he's wrong.
There does seem to be some connection
between these missing kids and arson.
Lomatin may have been onto something
with those patterns of his.
I'm looking at this, and I don't see a pattern.
I see chaos.
Some of them are right. Brooklyn and Yonkers
had fires after those abductions.
But not Morningside Heights.
That fire was three days before Hector disappeared.
I remember that because we were always walking by
that burnt-out lot.
I'm checking nearby building records.
I don't remember any fires after that abduction.
No, but here's something.
Okay, four days later, a building around the corner
claimed water damage from that fire.
They got a rush permit for concrete work
in their basement.
Okay, I'll call the DA,
get an emergency order to crack the slab.
[Jackhammers pounding]
That's good.
I got something.
The worst part about being a cop?
Yeah.
[Door unlocks]
What is it?
Delores, can we come in?
Yes?
Delores, we may have found--
Stop. Please.
I just want one more second to believe
that Hector's coming back.
Siento.
His backpack.
This is his.
Oh, my God, where did you--
[Sobbing] Oh, my baby!
My baby!
[Sobbing]
My baby!
Hector!
So Warner looked at the dental records
and the dyed hair.
Finally found Hector.
All these years we blamed his father.
Warner have the cause of death?
Yeah, she found a fractured hyoid bone in the neck.
He was strangled.
Any leads on who poured that slab?
In '99, the building belonged to Davidson LLC.
It's an overseas-owned holding company.
That was their only property.
They sold it off five years later and dissolved the LLC.
This is interesting.
They sell to Morningside LLC,
who go on to acquire three adjacent parcels on the block.
That block, that was all SRO hotels, tenements.
They got emptied out and converted into Eastmorn Condos.
These are all fronts. The buyer doesn't want
the sellers to know that the block is in play.
Okay, so Morningside was behind the front all along.
Who are they?
Another LLC, but the condo managing agents?
Sam and Frank Morris.
David's father and uncle?
Wait, Hector was buried in a building owned
by Wyatt's grandfather?
Lomatin was right.
There are no coincidences.
The boy in that mural?
Oh, my God.
So my family owned the building
where they found Hector.
There's gotta be a coincidence.
He was buried beneath a concrete floor
that was poured four days after he was abducted.
I feel sorry for this boy,
but what does this have to do with Wyatt?
We just need to know who would have put that floor in.
Was there a building manager, a super?
In '99? I have no idea.
I wasn't in the business then. It was a ghetto.
And your father's gone?
So we're gonna need you to track it down.
My dad kept handwritten records
of the first building his father bought
during the depression-- nothing on computer.
Don't worry about the tenants.
We just need the super of the building.
I have inspection certificates from '98.
Managing agent is listed as an L. Hodda.
Hodda...
I had a meeting with a Lewis Hodda four months ago.
About what?
He was having money problems,
and he said my father owed him.
He say what he did for your father?
He's a troubleshooter. You know, rent strikes,
illegal tenants, drug dealers.
Dad hired some rough characters.
This Lewis Hodda,
you remember what he looked like?
He's a tough guy. A lot of mileage.
I told you, I'm not very visual.
David, do you have any idea
how we can get in touch with him?
He complained about a basement apartment he had
in one of my father's old buildings.
Police! Search warrant!
Let me see your hands! Let me see your hands!
Get up! Come on!
Hey, what the hell? [Groans]
- Lewis Hodda. - Where's the boy, Lewis?
There's nobody here.
Wyatt? Wyatt?
We're looking for a missing seven-year-old boy
named Wyatt Morris.
- Where is he? - Never heard of him.
Maybe this will jar your memory.
You worked for his grandfather.
He's not here.
What'd you do with the boy?
- What'd you do with the boy? - Get out.
You got nothin'.
Well, we got a little something here.
Prescriptions for Vicodin and oxycodone
for an Amy Rosenthal.
That's good enough for me. [Chuckles]
You bust my door down over a couple lousy
bootleg scrips? Wow!
Now you're talking. Get his ass out of here!
Let's go.
Is Lewis Hodda our guy?
The waitress from the pastry shop
picked him out of a flip book.
Yeah, but the witness from the convenience store
and the subway are shaky.
David Morris said he was a troubleshooter for the family.
Do we know what that means?
I called the precinct, and Hodda was questioned
four times in the '90s
by marshals investigating arsons on SROs,
tenements, and other buildings the morrises wanted gone.
Hang on, I just found two police contacts for Lewis
in the NCIC offline database.
He was questioned twice...
near playgrounds in Brooklyn and Yonkers
in '01 and '06.
Those are the same years that Jorge Diaz
and Dante Borrelli went missing.
And on Lomatin's timeline, there was a fire
within a week after these boys' disappearance.
Pedophile/arsonist. He wouldn't be the first.
We're getting ahead of ourselves here.
Do we even know who owned those buildings
in Brooklyn and Yonkers?
Captain, with all due respect, we don't have time.
We'll make the case later.
- Let's go. - Just stop.
He's gonna be pissed at you two for bringing him in.
Benson, Amaro, go.
Wow.
Those scars on your arm, I can see where they come from.
You did these, right?
You worked for David Morris' father
as a torch.
You're good. Maybe the best.
The marshals never laid a glove on you.
Excuse me, detectives,
but this happened a long time ago.
No one died in these fires.
Nothing to discuss.
Sam Morris made a fortune off your work.
What'd you get out of it?
That's the way it works.
The pioneers get the arrows, settlers get the land.
Tell us about 376 Manhattan Ave.
I think that started as a grease fire
at a Chinese restaurant next door.
Uh... yeah.
No, it actually started in a comic book store
on the ground floor of that building.
The tenants were on rent strike at the time.
Oh, yeah, yeah, the comic book store.
Yeah, you should have seen the kids crying.
[Mumbles] Yeah.
Was, uh-- was Hector one of 'em?
Never heard of him. I never seen him before.
Are you sure about that, Lewis?
'Cause you worked as the managing agent
right around the block.
- Was I? - Yeah.
You signed for a concrete delivery
at your building a week after the fire.
Um, the water from the hoses flooded the basement.
We had to put down a new slab.
The trouble with that, Lewis,
is that--that building?
Over 100 yards from the fire.
Wouldn't have been possible for the water to reach that far.
Well, it must have been a pipe that burst, you know?
But you were there when the concrete was poured?
Yeah.
You want to explain how Hector
ended up buried there?
Look, there's 40 residents.
Half of 'em on parole, done time.
Check with any of them.
You're the only one who was questioned
for hanging around playgrounds
in Brooklyn and Yonkers.
I don't know what you're talking about.
In 2001...
you were questioned for kiddie-peeping in Bushwick,
two days before Jorge Diaz disappears.
A week later, a warehouse burned down.
Where are you getting this stuff, huh, Twilight Zone?
2006, Dante Borrelli disappears in Yonkers,
right before the sugar factory fire.
Come on, Lewis, just tell me what happened.
After Hector, you realized
you're already starting the fires.
You might as well use them
to get rid of the little boys' bodies.
Whoa!
Why don't you get out of my way, sister?
- No... - I'm done. I'm outta here.
I got nothing to say to you people!
No. No, no, Lewis.
Hey, take it easy, all right?
Settle--settle down.
You're not going anywhere this time, Lewis.
See, it's over.
And you wanna know why?
Because we have witnesses putting you
at all of those crime scenes.
Nobody likes a chomo, Lewis.
Especially not in state prison.
I didn't touch those kids. I didn't.
That label on you, at your age?
That means hard time. Hard time.
Look, I'm not a chickenhawk. I'm no chickenhawk, I'm not.
- All right, hey, look. - I'm not.
Listen to me. You're good for the fires.
But these little boys, you never touched 'em?
That what you're saying?
That's right. I'm a professional.
I was just, uh, you know, doing my job.
I believe you, all right?
But if you don't want the DA putting this on you,
you need us to help you.
You're gonna help me? You're gonna help me?
Hey, you worked hard for old man Morris, right?
Right? Took a lot of risks.
You made a lot of money for his family.
And when it came time for his son
to do right by you, that little snot acted like
- he didn't even know you. - Look.
After what I did for that family,
they should have given me the penthouse.
The old man, he had balls.
David Morris? He don't have no idea--
none--what it takes to empty a building.
You don't do it with buyouts and bs lawsuits.
You do it with fire.
Right.
And like you said, sister,
I got the scars to prove it. I'm in the hall of fame,
like, you know, Pete Rose should be.
So you took Wyatt.
Not because you wanted to do anything unclean,
but because you wanted them to show you respect.
All right, so Morris owed you.
- Right. - We can put that out there.
We can say that there was a ransom demand.
And with Hector, everybody knows
that boy had asthma.
He must have just... stopped breathing
when he was with you.
Yeah, we can put all of that out there.
But if you want us to do that,
you've gotta give us something, Lewis.
Hmm?
You have to tell us where Wyatt is right now.
[Siren blares, stops]
All right, let's go. Moving out.
- Okay, we're in! - One more.
Both in.
Police! Search warrant!
[Overlapping chatter]
Fin, Rollins.
Wyatt?
It's okay, we're here to help you.
Wyatt!
[Faintly] Mommy?
Mommy?
Wyatt. Wyatt, are you okay?
Honey, are you okay?
Oh... Wyatt, you're okay.
You're okay.
You're gonna be okay, honey.
- Hey, buddy. - Wyatt! Wyatt!
[Laughs]
He's a brave boy.
After all this, he's gonna need both his parents.
Well, I hope they can keep it together.
[Waiting by Norah Jones]
♪
♪ Now all the stars have gone ♪
♪ faded into cracks of dawn
♪ and I'm still waiting here
♪ waiting for you to come home ♪
♪
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