Seany, Sean, Sean, what are you doing?
I'm doing like you told me.
No, man, look...
(laughs softly)
Look,
you plant the bulb, don't bury it,
all right?
MAN: Reynolds.
Play time's over. Let's go.
Oh, Paul, that's beautiful.
Picked it out just for you.
Strip.
Can we at least maybe dim the lights?
I don't know, put on a little Luther?
(laughs softly)
We're running late.
PAUL: So Mee-maw dies, which sucks.
But she leaves me ten grand, and I'm thinking,
great, a little breathing room here.
But my wife keeps chirping about a new kitchen.
So what would you do with the money?
My brother wants me to invest in a condo
down in Fort Lauderdale.
Sounds pretty good.
And your brother's in real estate?
Oh, yeah. He's got his own company.
So you buy this condo and you transfer it
via quitclaim deed to his LLC.
You have no idea what I just said, right?
Fine, Mr. Money Jeans,
what would you do?
Look, I got two words for you-- index fund.
It's safe, fees are low...
DRIVER: Mr. Reynolds, sit back.
Do not move, do not talk.
Control...
this is 3695.
There's a gray GMC Yukon.
It's blocking the road and we... (loud bang)
(tires squealing)
(groans)
(engine revving)
Get up!
Get up now!
Move! Move!
Our missing person is Alan Reynolds.
Caucasian, 35.
His abductors may be traveling in a gray Yukon.
I want an APB. Back it up with air support. No problem.
And get his picture to all media outlets,
local and national.
Hey. DANNY: Hey, come here, check this out.
There's a bullet hole in this tire.
(loud bang)
I'm thinking multiple assailants.
Did you get a statement from the guard or the marshal?
No. They're in pretty bad shape.
They had to be airlifted to Bellevue.
So, what do we know about Reynolds?
Well, he used to run a hedge fund.
Now he's doing 14 months for fraud
and he was on his way to testify against his partner.
Hmm... well, it looks like somebody
didn't want that to happen, huh?
Yeah.
But why take him?
I mean, if you don't want someone to testify,
you just put a bullet in their head, right?
The tire was shot out.
Well, at this point we think we're dealing with
at least two abductors.
Yeah.
Okay, thank you.
Was that Medina? Yeah.
He just landed in DC.
Wants to be briefed on the case as it develops.
So what do we got?
You know, before
his arrest, Alan Reynolds was doing pretty well.
Full ride to Cornell, eight years on Wall Street.
Based on his indictment,
it looks like he just got greedy.
Reynolds was number two under Garrett Lawter
at Canis Hedge Fund.
When the bottom fell out, they issued false financials.
Reynolds pled out, got 14 months,
was due out in six.
Why'd he get the deal and not Lawter?
Well, Lawter was the big fish.
With Reynolds' testimony, they could put him away for 15 years.
Great.
You know, he has a lot of motive,
but so do the other 50 investors who lost their shirts.
Yeah, but Lawter knew that he was testifying today.
He would have known about the transfer.
Have we tracked anyone close to Reynolds?
Uh, no, but according to prison records,
his emergency contact is a guy named Mark Shapiro.
Look at this-- a bartender in Tribeca.
I consider him a friend,
but, you know, I've never seen him outside the bar.
Really?
Then why did he list you as an emergency contact?
I didn't know that he had.
I had no idea.
Did you visit him while he was in prison?
No, no. Why not?
That's not Alan.
Me going down there, checking up on him--
you know, he'd consider that pity.
And when was the last time you saw him?
Night before he went to prison.
So it's 4:30 in the morning,
and finally Alan flips over his cards.
Seven deuce off suit.
Son of a bitch took us all to the woodshed.
(laughter)
But he never took the pot.
Left the money on the bar
and bid us farewell.
That's who he is.
When Lisa's ex
sued for custody,
Alan paid for her lawyer.
When I got sick...
I never saw a hospital bill.
He may have stolen from the rich,
but he sure as hell gave to the poor.
(all agreeing)
To you, Alan.
We'll save you a seat.
(applause)
(dialing)
You got something lined up for later? What?
That's the fifth time you checked out your phone.
Oh, uh, I was, uh...
hoping for a call, but...
Forget 'em.
You're here. Yes.
Here I am.
I don't know how I ended up here.
You took a wrong turn.
What are you gonna do?
I'm gonna drink.
Because I'm going to prison.
(chuckles)
To the people who care...
and to hell with the rest.
(groans)
Oh, man, come on.
(both men laugh)
What is this?
Oh, that's good.
(laughs)
That's actually very funny.
Now, uh, this person that he was waiting for a phone call from,
uh, did he ever tell you
who that was?
No, no, he never said.
The night of the, uh, party,
were there any, uh, family or friends present?
Staff, uh, some regulars.
Did he ever mention family?
I... (cell phone rings)
I-I think his mother lived upstate.
That-That's about it.
I wish I could tell you more.
That's fine.
Um, you've been very helpful.
Thank you.
It's kind of odd, isn't it?
What is?
A guy who'd choose to spend his last night a freedom
in a bar full of strangers-- no family, no girlfriend.
Yeah. Hey, listen,
the prison guard from the crash just woke up.
We should get down to the hospital.
You take care of it.
I'm gonna look for Reynolds' mother.
Okay. I'll catch up with you later.
To even suggest that Mr. Lawter had a hand
in this rendition-style abduction...
You're facing 15 years,
and Reynolds' testimony would have sealed the deal.
I'd say that's pretty good motive.
You can't be serious.
What is this, a joke?
Do we look like comedians?
But I didn't do anything.
No, but you hired some guys that did.
Why would I go after Alan
when you guys would come straight to me?
If you were as smart as you think you are,
you'd still be ripping off investors.
There's other people after Alan, okay.
People capable of things that I'm not.
Short it.
We got bigger... You know how to short; short it.
Hey! Hey!
You don't return my calls anymore?
Mr. Conlon...
You're losing me money.
When you signed me up,
you told me this fund would keep growing.
Now it's one step forward and two steps back.
See, that's not true.
Overall, your portfolio's up 26%.
Cash me out.
Well, I need to remind you,
there is a substantial penalty for pulling out
of the fund early. Waive it!
I want my money, now.
Well, it's gonna take a little while.
You're asking for five million dollars.
I can't just swing by an ATM.
Boy, you do not want to be an obstacle
between me and my money.
Thursday.
You signed up Richard Conlon?
The guy's connected.
I had to; we needed cash.
We have to pay him!
With what money, Garrett?
It's all gone.
Two days later, we were raided by the feds.
All of our assets were frozen.
Conlon got a fraction of his money.
He still wants the rest.
Yeah, it feels a little convenient,
you pushing this off on the mob.
I've been getting threats from his people on a daily basis.
I know Alan has, too.
We'll look into it.
But as far as I'm concerned,
you're not off the hook.
So Organized Crime has more boxes on Conlon
from a RICO case he beat two years ago.
Yeah, well, judging by his record,
he's not the type to forgive a debt.
We got assault, extortion, bribery.
Tell me about these guys.
Okay, well, these are Conlon's muscle.
Franklin Murphy, Michael O'Leary and Joseph Ryan.
So maybe he sent them
to take out Reynolds.
Makes sense. All right,
I'm gonna get their pictures over to Martin and Elena.
No.
They wore ski masks.
Okay, try to remember.
Maybe you've seen them before somewhere else.
I'm gonna show you.
(grunts)
I'm sorry.
Did the gunmen call each other by name?
Not that I heard.
Did they talk to each other at all?
Did you hear anything?
Yeah.
They said plenty.
Did you have to flip the van?
It happens.
Are you hurt? No.
Come on, we got to move.
The marshal called it in.
Paul, just breathe, man.
All right? Help will be here soon.
I'm sorry it had to be this way.
(chains rattling, men grunting)
So you're saying Reynolds knew these guys?
No doubt.
It was an escape.
Reynolds was told three weeks ago
he'd be testifying today,
so he must have told his accomplices.
Based on this prison log,
he hasn't had any phone calls or visitors for over a month.
Could have met the guys on the inside.
We should talk to his ex-cellmate.
Find out who his associates were.
Okay. Jack?
Should we call Medina in DC?
Oh, why?
Well, Alan Reynolds is a fugitive.
This really should be kicked back to the U.S. Marshals.
I don't think he's a fugitive.
There's no reason for him to escape.
He only had six months left to serve.
Well, there was no sign that he was under any duress.
If we kick this back to the U.S. Marshals,
it's going to slow it down, and the trail's going to go cold.
Just let it
play out, see what happens.
I've got the mother coming in.
Maybe she can shed some light on the subject.
Okay.
Look...
It doesn't matter as long as we solve the case.
All Medina cares about
is putting a tick in the win column.
Hey, guys.
They found the gray Yukon parked at a mall in Newburgh.
It was stolen from Queens two days ago.
He must have switched cars at the mall.
Well, let's canvas the area.
Somebody is bound to have seen them.
DANNY: All right.
Thank you, okay?
Elena, I have struck out with every single witness.
Any luck with those prints?
No, no prints, no personal effects, nothing.
Hey.
Hey! Hey!
Hey! Come here.
Take those things out of your ear.
Where the hell do you think you're going, Todd?
No place. Just doing my job.
Yeah, then why you running? I wasn't.
ELENA: Listen, we're looking or this man right here.
Have you seen him?
No.
Sorry.
I don't believe you.
So when was he here, and who was with him?
I really don't want to get involved. DANNY: You're already involved.
So just tell us what you saw.
Okay.
I saw him maybe two hours ago.
I kind of walked in on something.
You said it'd be 75 grand.
No, up to 100 is what I said.
Look, we need reliable information.
All right?
How much money is in the vault, who has the access code.
My source inside the bank
is putting his ass on the line.
He needs to know that it's worth his time.
This is costing a lot of money.
Look, you said you had a backer. I do.
Okay, we're gonna walk away with ten million, maybe more.
He's not gonna sweat an extra 25 grand.
That's gonna seem like spare change
this time tomorrow.
You, come here.
How long you been standing there?
I don't think he can hear you.
What?
What did you say?
I need to go clean P-3.
Then go.
That dude bailed me out.
Otherwise,
I don't know what would've happened.
Did you hear them mention the name of a bank or a location?
No.
They came in that SUV.
You know what kind of car they left in?
I stayed away until I knew they were gone.
Listen, we need your help.
We'd like a sketch of this man. Can you do that?
All right.
MARTIN: That's right, we're trying to determine
if any of your branches are holding ten million dollars.
Well, how soon can you get back to me?
Because this robbery could happen in the next 24 hours.
All right, yeah, I'll be waiting for your call. Thanks.
Any luck narrowing down the target?
1,600 branches in the five boroughs.
Not one of them that's holding anything close to ten million.
Well, maybe they're planning on hitting a bank outside the city.
Yeah, I thought of that.
You know, this Reynolds guy, he's the model prisoner,
no prior record.
What the hell's he doing robbing banks
in the first place?
Well, he was sent away for stealing.
Maybe he decided to be a bit more
direct about it.
Well, if that's the case,
why doesn't he just wait till he gets released?
We got an ID on the sketch Danny sent us.
Roger Graham.
Released two months ago
from the same prison Reynolds was in.
He's been convicted of bank robbery,
assault, this time grand larceny.
He's one bad dude.
VIVIAN: All right, so Reynolds
knows finance, how to move money from one place to another.
This guy's the muscle.
It's the perfect marriage.
SAMANTHA: Yeah, well, it might be a short one.
He's suspected of murdering his last partner.
WOMAN: That just can't be.
I-I mean, why on Earth would my son rob a bank?
I have no idea.
I've been trying to figure it out myself.
When was the last time you saw him?
At his sentencing hearing.
You didn't go to visit him in prison?
He asked me not to.
You know, I think he felt ashamed.
He felt ashamed of seeing his own mother?
He keeps me at arm's length.
Our relationship is...
complicated.
Hmm.
Most of them are.
Could you be more specific about yours?
Um...
Mrs. Reynolds,
I can't emphasize the importance of time here.
The longer your son's missing, the less chance we have
of finding him,
so any information you have is gonna help.
(sighs softly)
Our family fell apart
when Alan was a teenager.
In a lot of ways, he took the brunt of it.
(car horn honking outside)
Mom's here. I better get going.
D-Don't go.
Just stay-stay a little longer.
(sighs): Dad...
I'm trying to tell you things, Alan.
Important things.
Dad, it's like the third time you've said that.
I just, I need you to understand
they laid me off after 16 years.
What am I supposed to do?
I don't know, get drunk and hit mom, I guess.
I'm sorry for that.
You don't know how sorry.
I lost everything.
I wish that...
(car horn honking)
Uh, Dad, I really got to go.
I know you hate me,
and I don't blame you,
but I need to tell you something, Alan.
Um, I love you.
Always have.
Always.
Go.
Your mom's waiting.
Dad.
Dad, where are you?
Dad!
Dad, where are you?!
Dad! (knocking)
Open up!
He was 15 years old.
And... he never got over it.
How could he?
He was only 15.
He, um, cut himself off after that,
so nobody could ever hurt him again.
He was obsessed
with making money.
Anything to not be like his dad.
It's, uh, it's my understanding
that on the night that he was about to go to prison,
he was expecting a phone call.
Was that you?
No.
Was there anybody else in his life that was important to him,
significant?
Now... a woman called
several times over the years
that wanted to reach him.
I-I think Alan meant something to her.
And what was her name?
Leslie... something.
I-I...
I can't... I don't remember.
She sent him a few Christmas cards.
Do you still have them?
Well, they're probably somewhere in my attic.
Would you mind if I came with you to look at them?
Viv, I just got off the phone with Major Crimes.
They got a call saying Emerson Bank and Trust in Yonkers
is gonna be held up.
What time did the call come in?
An hour ago.
Next.
On your knees!
Get down now!
Get down!
Get down now or I'll kill you!
Get down now!
Get down! (siren whoops)
Freeze! FBI!
Drop your weapons!
FBI! On your knees now!
Now!
You're completely surrounded.
Put your guns down or we will open fire.
Drop the gun.
I said drop the gun!
Move in.
(murmuring)
(groans)
(shallow panting)
It's not Reynolds.
Where's Alan Reynolds?
(cell phone rings)
Fitzgerald.
JACK: Hey, it's Jack. I need a favor.
I'm trying to track down a woman named Leslie Pickford.
MARTIN: Who?
Uh, it's some woman that wrote Reynolds
Christmas cards every year.
There's no return address.
They're all postmarked Vestal, New York.
I need a current address.
Look, Jack, I can't help you right now.
We just nailed Roger Graham knocking over a bank.
Was Reynolds with him?
No, but this whole thing's blown wide open.
Okay, don't worry about it.
I'll take care of it myself.
See, I-I don't think you get it.
It's over.
Start talking.
I'll do 20 before I roll over.
You'll do life.
Give me a break.
Can't do all day for attempted robbery.
You'll do all day for murder.
Look, I know you killed Reynolds.
Oh, yeah?
Yeah.
What else do you know?
This has setup written all over it.
Where's Reynolds?
Nice talking to you.
Get this guy out of here.
(indistinct radio transmission)
Something here's not adding up. Tell me about it.
The bank manager said they only have
800 grand in the vault, not $10 million.
So what, Reynolds had bad intel?
Or he sold Roger a bill of goods.
You think we're wrong about this guy?
We should take a listen to that 911 call.
What do we got?
I ran a comparative voice analysis on a tape
from Alan Reynolds' deposition.
He definitely made the call.
ELENA: Ah, can we hear it?
(tape rewinds)
WOMAN: 911, what's your emergency?
ALAN: I need to report a bank robbery.
WOMAN: At what location?
Emerson Bank & Trust in Yonkers.
Is anyone hurt? No, it's not going on right now.
It hasn't happened yet.
Sir, let me put you through
to the Robbery/Homicide Division.
This line is for emergencies only.
No, no, this is an emergency, okay?
This is not a joke. It's not a prank.
Three men are going to come into the bank near closing time.
They've got on body armor and assault rifles.
And they want what's in the vault,
and they will kill whoever gets in the way.
You need to stop them.
(tape stops) ELENA: I don't get it,
because why would Reynolds sabotage the heist
if he's the one who set it up?
Unless the whole thing was a scam, right?
He gets Graham to spring him by promising him
a $10 million bank heist that doesn't exist.
What about the cash Graham gave him for the inside information?
Put it in his pocket?
So he's going to break out of prison just
to con Graham out of a hundred grand?
What other calls came from that pay phone?
Let me check.
(keyboard clacking, computer beeping)
A minute before the 911, a call was made
to the Federal Correctional Institution in Parkerville.
That's where Alan escaped from.
(beeps)
Looks like a direct line to the Infirmary.
(line ringing)
WOMAN: Hello?
Oh, um, is this Julie Pickford?
That's right. Who's this?
Special Agent Jack Malone from the FBI.
What?!
Is this for real?
Yes, it is.
We're trying to locate a Leslie Pickford.
Are you related to her at all?
Leslie Pickford? I don't think so.
Okay. Thanks for your time.
Dr. Riley?
I'm Special Agent Taylor.
Thank you very much for coming in.
I really appreciate it.
Um... I wasn't exactly given a choice.
Well, I still appreciate it.
I have a question for you.
Why did Alan Reynolds
call the prison infirmary at 2:30 p.m.?
I wasn't aware he had.
The call lasted two minutes.
The prison guard said that you were the only person there.
Dr. Riley, aiding and abetting a fugitive
is a felony. I didn't help him escape.
I didn't have anything to do with it.
Hmm, so this is a misunderstanding.
Now you have an opportunity to straighten it out.
I suggest you do so.
All right, he did call.
What did he want?
To talk about a diagnosis I made a few months ago.
Hey. Hey, Dr. Riley.
How are you holding up? You've had a lot to think about
in the last day.
Yeah, well, uh...
that's pretty much what I've been doing, thinking.
Uh, did you read the literature I gave you?
About the chemo and radiation?
Yeah, I, uh, I'd rather hold off on that.
Mr. Reynolds, pancreatic cancer is aggressive
and needs to be treated aggressively.
Look, I'm terminal.
You said so yourself.
The treatment can give you more time.
Time for what? A lot of puking and diarrhea?
There's medication you can take for the side effects.
I have to testify in court.
I don't want to show up with my hair falling out.
Let me keep my dignity.
Well, you've heard my recommendation,
but ultimately, it's your decision.
I'm going to die anyway.
I just want to do it my own way.
DANNY: There's nothing in his prison sheet about him being sick.
That's because medical records
are kept separate from the central file.
I had no idea
he was going to escape, I swear.
Then why did he call you?
He was starting to experience pain.
He asked me what he could do about it.
So I recommended an over-the-counter medication.
And it never crossed your mind to notify the Bureau of Prisons,
the police, the FBI...?
I panicked.
I was afraid the fact that he did call would make it
look like I had helped him escape.
What's the status on his cancer?
It's advanced, stage four.
How long does he have to live?
I'm surprised he's still alive.
He's on borrowed time.
SEAN: Alan told me he had an ulcer.
I had no idea he was dying.
MARTIN: And you didn't notice any change in his behavior?
He didn't give you any clue that he was sick?
No, he didn't say a word.
I can't believe this.
Sean, how much time do you have left on your sentence?
Ten months, 17 days.
Yeah...
I bet your family really misses you.
Yeah.
Listen, do yourself a favor,
don't extend your stay
in here by lying to a federal officer.
Look... honestly, he never said anything about an escape.
But the diagnosis really shook him.
Hey, man.
How was the doctor?
He give you a sucker? (chuckles)
Sorry, that's a bad joke.
Takes on a whole different meaning in here, doesn't it?
Yeah, I have cancer.
It's in my, uh,
pancreas.
But they caught it early, right?
I mean, you can treat it.
It won't help, I guess.
And by the time you have symptoms,
it, um, it's too late.
Oh, Alan... I'm sorry, man.
That's...
Yeah, right?
(sighs)
How long?
Yeah, uh, a few months,
I guess... give or take.
I'm gonna die in here.
I'm gonna just disappear.
No, no, no-- you can't go there.
I'm not ready for this.
I'm not even close, man.
I'm 35 years old.
I've been doing my time and thinking about
the mistakes I've made in life, and the people
I've hurt.
I thought I'd have time to fix things, you know?
And that was the only time he opened up.
If he was ever in any pain,
he never let on.
Listen, he asked me to keep quiet.
I was just trying to honor his request.
Right. I understand.
Listen, we think that, uh,
he's trying to track somebody down.
Do you know
who that might be?
Maybe.
He told me to mail that
if anything ever happened to him.
When did he give you this?
Two days ago.
I need you to sit tight.
Hey, Jack, it's Martin.
Listen, I think you're on the right track
about the name Pickford.
I have an address for you.
I'm outside Leslie Pickford's house now.
Well, he's not there to see her.
Cory Pickford?
Who are you?
FBI.
Special Agent Jack Malone.
Why don't you step outside.
Come on.
Grab a seat.
Look... (sighs)
you haven't done anything wrong.
Okay? I just need to ask you a couple questions.
You seen this man?
When was he here?
When was he last here?
Do I have to talk to you?
No.
But I know that this guy is your father.
I know that he's in trouble.
And I know that unless you help me,
I'm going to have trouble getting him back safely.
So it's up to you.
He was here a half hour ago.
My God, you, uh...
look like your mom.
You're supposed to be in prison.
What are you doing here?
I needed to see you.
Oh, like when you wanted me to call you
the night before you went to prison?
That was wrong.
I was, uh... I was lonely,
and I was trying to make myself feel better.
It was selfish.
How is this any different?
Because I've been thinking about you a lot.
Well, I don't think about you,
okay, so please just leave.
I-I understand, that's fair,
but I think...
I think we have a few things to talk about.
You want to catch up?
You want to get to know me?
Okay, um, I like sports,
I get good grades,
there's this girl named Sara I kind of like,
my favorite color's blue.
Now you can leave again.
Good.
Good what?
I mean, you're pissed off-- good.
What do you want?
I want to talk to you, to tell you that I'm sorry.
It's too late to apologize, okay,
you don't mean anything to me.
Please, get out of my house.
Please, just leave, all right?
I know how you feel. Okay?
I know how angry you are.
My father did the same thing to me.
He left me.
Why'd he do it? I don't know.
I never got a chance to ask him.
And that haunts me.
It's poisoned my life.
And I don't want that for you.
I just... I don't know why you left me.
But I don't care.
I'm fine.
You're not fine.
You shouldn't be.
You won't be.
So, I'm not leaving until we unpack a few things.
Maybe that means we talk,
maybe it means that you take a swing at me.
That's your choice.
But I'm not leaving.
(sighs)
When I was a kid I...
I used to think about meeting him.
Like I'd just show up to his house one day
and he'd be surprised and happy I found him.
Right.
So, uh, did the two of you work anything out?
We talked for a while.
Then I asked him to leave.
How old are you?
Fifteen.
Some of this might be kind of hard to understand right now...
but you've been through a lot more crap
than most 15-year-olds.
But this experience with your father...
it doesn't have to define the rest of your life.
Why would he suddenly come now?
I don't know.
MARTIN: What did you find out?
He was just trying to make peace with his son.
I have a hunch that Reynolds is at his mother's house.
(engine starting)
Alan Reynolds. Freeze. FBI.
Put your hands up.
Get 'em up!
Move towards the steps.
Let's go.
You're a hard man to track down, Mr. Reynolds.
Let's go. (handcuffs clicking)
You know, a lot of guys in your position
would've just taken off to Tahiti,
lived their final days in the sun.
Hmm.
That sounds like a good idea.
You mind dropping me by the airport?
You did the right thing, going to see him.
I must have scared the hell out of him.
Grown man he's never seen before drops by...
asking him to... open a vein.
It's nothing that a couple of decades of therapy won't fix.
I don't even know what I expected.
I was never around.
Maybe he wasn't even thinking about me.
Did you tell him that I was sick?
No.
That's between you and him.
Sorry to hear about your father.
My mother punched her own ticket.
Why?
I have no idea.
I think I could've fixed things...
I don't know, resolve things, something, with my son if...
if I just had the time.
"The sins of the father will be visited upon the son."
Let me ask you something.
If I hadn't caught up with you, what would you have done?
Well...
I conned a hundred grand off the guy who broke me out.
I thought I'd just, uh...
live on for, uh...
however long I have left.
Maybe...
see my son again.
Spend a little time with my mom.
That's it, really.
(keyboard clacking)
JACK: Alan Reynolds staged his own abduction from federal prison
after receiving a cancer diagnosis.
He realized he would not live to see the end of his sentence
and tried to reconnect with his family
in the remaining time he had left.
We know that he visited his estranged son
and attempted a reconciliation.
We then traced Reynolds to his mother's house,
at which point his trail went cold.
It is now clear that Alan Reynolds escaped from prison,
which changes his status from missing person to fugitive.
In light of this and the probability
that he may not live long enough to be apprehended,
I recommend that we devote no further FBI resources
to this case and forward it to the U.S. Marshals Service
to pursue as they see fit.
Sincerely, Jack Malone.