Previously on Wild Cards.
Vivienne?
Where have you been for the past 15 years?
I have been on the run from Gedeon Varga.
I love Jessica,
but it doesn’t mean I should have to choose between her
and my best friend.
Who are you?
This is Tomo Hayashi.
You are going to steal us a diamond.
I know how we’re going to get the diamond out.
- How? - With magic.
Good morning.
That’s funny. I didn’t hear the doorbell.
Oh, you really should get that lock upgraded.
I’ve got it down to three seconds flat.
Mhm. Ah, coffee. Thank goodness.
I hope it’s not that hazelnut nonsense.
We got that French roast that you like.
Question for you. Who is...
Dan Vartel?
Oh, this lovely real estate agent I met.
Why is it on my fridge?
Are you looking to buy something?
No. To sell.
- Uh, sugar? - Left cabinet.
Do you own a property that I don’t know about?
Because if you do,
I’m sure the coffee over there would be really good.
No, it’s for you to sell this pied-à-terre.
You should always have a sale in place before a big job.
- But this is my home. - No, it’s a trap.
You set down roots and then
you wake up one morning and realize
you’ve been living next to the same people for 25 years.
Same faces, same casserole smells,
same tedious book clubs.
That’s not freedom, darling.
That is just captivity with better drapes.
Some people would call that stability, Mom.
"Stability". That’s just fear wearing pearls.
Trust me, I was born into it.
Family estates, summer homes, portraits of long dead relatives
staring down at you every dinner.
I gave that all up for your father.
And the thrill of the con.
And I have never once regretted it.
I loved it, too.
But... this is my home.
My life.
We must be prepared to leave in a moment’s notice,
especially given the current circumstances.
So give him a call. He’s also very cute.
Maybe a sale and a fling might help ease the transition.
Okay, I’d love to stay and chat,
but I have a police charity event today,
and I have no idea what I’m gonna wear.
Why didn’t you tell me?
I have already been in your closet,
but I’m sure we can find something acceptable
for you to wear.
All right. You just make sure that champagne
is chilling by the time we get there.
No, you the man.
Hot dog, Yates.
That fit is... fitting.
Thank you.
Had to crush a housewife’s toe just to get it on Black Friday.
Wow. Looking good, Chief.
Thank you. As do you both.
- Standing pants? - Oh, yeah. Of course.
- Same. - Standing pants?
Yeah. Trim fit, knife edge crease.
Pants that look great standing up, but
too tight to sit in comfortably.
As opposed to sitting pants,
when you’re sitting around working all day.
Oh, well, I just hope that you two
have been practicing your photo wall poses.
- Bam! - Watch out now.
Because I’ve been practicing mine all week.
I think I might get discovered tonight, boys.
Yeah. You will.
Well, look what the cat named Marc dragged in.
You clean up nice, Detective.
Thank you, Yates. Looking good yourself.
- Standing pants? - Oh, yeah.
Wow. Hello, hot stuff!
Right back at you, baby.
♪ You got wings about yourself ♪
♪ Anyone can see ♪
Look at you guys.
You’re the best dressed cops in the city.
Okay, let’s get going, kids,
before fashionably late turns into just late.
See you out front.
That’s a beautiful dress.
Thank you.
I’ve never seen you in a tux before.
It’s a rental.
You should keep it. You wear it well.
Maybe I will.
Uh, I should take this. I’ll catch up with you?
Okay. I’ll see you out there.
Hi, Mr. Vartel.
I’m sorry, Dan. I’m not ready to sell right now.
I apologize that you were given this information,
but I’m busy tonight, and tomorrow.
Bye.
Heads up.
A 911 call has been routed to the bullpen.
I got it, Toni. Thanks.
- Hello? - Hello?
Is anybody there?
Yeah, this is Max at the Metro Police Department.
What’s going on?
I’ve been kidnapped.
Please! Please, you have to help me!
What’s your name?
Veronica Dreskin!
Please, please, you have to help me!
It’s a woman named Veronica. She said she’s been kidnapped.
Hey, Veronica?
I have my boss here, Chief Li.
Veronica. This is Chief Patrick Li.
Can you tell me where you’re being held right now?
I don’t know.
- I don’t know. - It’s okay.
Breathe. We’re gonna get through this.
Veronica, I need to get some information from you
so we can help you.
Can you tell me if you saw your kidnappers?
No.
I was walking this morning on my way to City Hall,
and it started to rain, so I ducked down the alley
off Sixth to go in the side entrance,
And then this van pulled up beside me
and two men jumped out,
and before I knew it, they threw a bag over my head.
They threw me in the van and they zip tied my hands,
which are- which are still bound,
and then they didn’t take the bag off my head until I...
until I got into this room.
- Are you hurt? - No.
I’m just... I’m just freaking out.
It’s okay.
Do you know what time this happened around?
It was around 8:45 this morning.
Okay. You said you were in a van.
Do you have any idea how long it was driving for?
Yeah, maybe a half hour, 45 minutes?
Yates. Get a map set up in the conference room.
Check all the CCTV footage
around the City Hall at that time.
Veronica. Did they say anything?
No, not a peep.
Ok. Where are the Kidnappers now?
I don’t know. I heard their footsteps
go down the hall.
I- I don’t think they can hear me.
They let you keep your cell?
- No. - How are you calling us?
I built a phone.
I, um... I found
a painted over wall cover, and so I-
I was just hoping there’d be an old phone jack inside,
so I tried to find something to open it up,
and when I did, there was no phone jack,
But there were these these phone wires.
So all I needed was a way to hear and be heard.
Every smoke alarm has this, like, small speaker inside.
So I was able to hook it up and then I, um,
I tapped out 911 with the wires and I just prayed
that someone would answer and you did.
You built a phone? What are you, MacGyver?
I’m a building inspector for the City.
I never thought that would pay off in an emergency,
but here we are.
Veronica, when they took
the bag off your head, did you see your kidnappers?
Yeah. There was, um, a big guy in a ski mask.
Um, he took the bag off my head, took a picture
with his phone, and then- and then he just left.
Simmons. Get a trace on this.
Find out everything you can about Veronica Dreskin.
Veronica, do you have any idea
who might have kidnapped you or why?
No. I mean,
it can’t be for ransom. We’re not rich.
- We? - My husband, Todd, and I.
- He’s middle management. - - Veronica.
This is Detective Ellis.
Are you connected to anybody who could afford to pay a ransom?
No. My parents are gone,
and my brother’s just a mechanic.
Where can we reach your husband?
He works at Groundpin.
It’s an HVAC company.
Uh, he’s there right now.
He’s- he’s got a really big presentation today.
Okay.
We’ll go track him down.
Veronica.
Can you tell us anything about the room that you’re in?
It’s small.
Maybe 300 square feet.
No windows. Seems like a basement.
Maybe an old commercial building.
That’s great. What else?
The floors are cracked linoleum.
The door is metal. No handle inside.
Sir. It’s ready.
Thank you, Veronica. Just hold tight a minute.
We’re going to map out our next move here.
No, no, don’t hang up, please!
We’re still here.
We can hear you, okay? We’re not going anywhere.
Come with me.
It’s gonna get loud in here in a minute.
I got them to set up a private area for you.
Me?
Veronica is on that phone.
The conference speaker is an open channel
to us in the bullpen so we can talk to each other.
Now, the monitor will allow you to see exactly what we see.
Stay on with her. Keep her calm.
Get as many details as you can.
I need to go set up the TRT unit.
Are you sure you want me on the phone with her?
Shouldn’t we call in like a hostage negotiator?
Max, I was sitting on a bomb and you got me through it.
I can’t think of anyone better to help her through this.
Uh, sir? Wait.
Are there any protocols I should follow, or tips?
Just be yourself.
If you can talk a mark out of a million dollars,
you can talk her into staying calm.
Max...
You got this.
Hi, Veronica, it’s Max again.
Hi, Max.
Okay, I’m going to be on the phone with you
until we find you, okay?
Okay. Thank you.
Yates. Tech has the map ready for you.
Great.
Max.
Veronica, give me a second.
All right, I’m here. What do you need?
We got the map up. Can you see it?
- Yeah. Got it. - Okay, great.
We need to narrow down where she might be.
Okay. Where do we start?
We need her to walk us through the incident again.
Okay. Sounds, smells, anything.
People can always remember more than they think they can.
Okay. Putting her on.
Veronica, I have Detective Yates on with us.
Hi, Veronica.
- Hi. - Okay. Veronica,
you said you were grabbed in the alley off 6th.
Then you were in the car for about 45 minutes.
Can you think back to when you were first in the van?
It’s downtown.
Was the road smooth?
Bumpy?
Actually, yeah. Um...
the road was smooth, and then after a couple of minutes,
we turned right and the road got bumpy.
Okay, good. Bumpy, how? Like speed bumps?
Or maybe a construction zone?
Like construction. Like those, um,
you know those metal plates they put in the road
when they’re working.
Wait, that must have been Carlton Street.
They’re- they’re um, working on the sewers there.
How long were you on, Carlton?
Uh, a couple minutes, I think? Uh,
uh, I don’t know. And then, um...
And then we turned and the road smoothed out again.
Okay. What else?
I don’t know. I don’t know. That’s it.
Okay, think hard.
Close your eyes.
Put yourself back into the SUV. What can you remember?
Downhill.
Yeah. We went down a steep grade,
and then the road noise changed.
Changed how?
The tires made, like, a- a different sound.
Like we were going over,
like, a metal grid or something.
Wait, I got it.
That must be Monroe Street Bridge.
Are you sure?
Yes, yes, it’s an open, grate bridge at the bottom of a hill.
I go over it all the time.
The Monroe Street Bridge.
She’s going east out of the city.
That went on for a couple of minutes, and, um...
Nothing else stands out.
Did that help?
Absolutely. Great work.
What you got?
Based on what Veronica has told us, she’s somewhere
in the eastern section of the city, here.
Still a big area, but better than before.
- Yeah. - Also, Ellis was able
to track down Todd, Veronica’s husband.
Wasn’t he at work?
No, he was not.
What? Veronica’s been kidnapped?
What, you expect us to believe you have nothing to do with it?
Of course I don’t.
So you’re saying you haven’t received a ransom call?
No. This is the first I’m hearing about any of this.
- When did this happen? - This morning.
You told your wife you had a big presentation,
and our officers find you at home in bed with another woman.
- Sheila. - Convenient timing.
Oh, it’s classic. Get your wife out of the picture,
Then you and your mistress ride off into the sunset.
Nice little payday.
I swear I had nothing to do with it.
- Is she okay? - For now.
Thank God.
Do you have anything that’s ransom worthy?
Cash? Expensive art? Rare collectibles?
What? No.
We’re gonna need to take a look at your financials.
Life insurance policies.
We don’t have life insurance.
I cancelled our policy months ago.
- Why would you do that? - I couldn’t afford it.
You and your wife have steady jobs, no?
Yeah, but financing a double life
can be pretty expensive, right, Todd?
Listen, I may be a bad husband,
but I have nothing to do with Veronica being kidnapped.
I swear.
And you have an alibi this morning? -45?
Sheila came to my place at 8:30.
Right after Veronica left.
Do you have any idea who would want to kidnap Veronica or why?
No clue.
Everyone loves Veronica.
Everyone loves Veronica except her cheating husband.
Hey, I just spoke to Todd.
He says he was at home at 8:30, and his mistress can confirm it.
So Todd has an alibi, but he still could have hired
someone to take out his wife.
I don’t know, we just checked his financials.
He can barely afford to put gas in his car.
Well, her husband is bad, but maybe not kidnap bad.
What should we do with him?
Keep him here. Kidnappers may call him.
All right. I’ll let Simmons know.
I’ll check in with tech, see about the phone trace.
What are you gonna tell her, Max?
Well, I’m not gonna tell her that her husband’s
a lying, cheating, dog-breath scumbag.
She’s already got enough on her plate.
Yeah. Good call.
Okay.
Hey, Veronica? I’m here.
Hi. Did you get a hold of Todd? Has there been a ransom call?
Oh, well, we finally located him, but no ransom call.
He didn’t know that you’ve been kidnapped.
Wait. So they haven’t even contacted him yet?
I don’t- I don’t understand.
What’s the point of a kidnapping with no ransom?
Well, that’s what we’re trying to work out.
Unless, of course... I’m never getting released.
Don’t go there. We’re gonna find you.
Okay.
Wait. Max...
You said "finally located him".
Those were your words.
You said "finally located him" but I told you
that he was at work for a big presentation today.
Well, I can find out the details
from the officers that picked him up.
He was with her, wasn’t he?
Sheila?
Tell me the truth, please.
Veronica, I’m sorry.
He was with his mistress while I was being kidnapped.
You knew about her?
Yeah.
Few months back I saw some texts,
but he promised to end it.
But he didn’t.
We did therapy and all that,
and, I don’t know, I guess
some part of me knew he never ended anything.
You know, the irony is I even planned us a surprise trip,
hoping we could reconnect.
I guess that was just a...
Band-Aid solution for the real problem.
I’ve just been in denial.
I feel so stupid.
You’re not stupid. And you’re not to blame, okay?
Okay, you don’t have to say that just to keep me calm.
I’m not.
Sometimes it feels easier
to just avoid some things altogether.
My whole job is about finding flaws in buildings.
I couldn’t even see the cracks in my own marriage.
Max.
Veronica. Hold on.
Yes, Chief.
We just heard back from tech.
They can’t trace the line. It’s like it doesn’t exist.
Well, how can that be?
They don’t know.
Well, she’s a building inspector.
Maybe she will.
Veronica, we’re having a hard time tracing the line
you’re calling from.
Our techies say the number doesn’t exist?
Any idea why that might be?
Because it’s a ghost line.
What’s that?
In abandoned commercial buildings,
the phone numbers drop off
the telecom provider’s um, records.
There’s no paper trails
or database entry. It’s like...
it’s like the phone version of ghost in the walls.
Which makes it impossible to trace.
Does that mean you’re not gonna find me?
It means we’re gonna have to find another way.
Veronica, this is Detective Ellis.
He’s my partner.
Can you think of anybody who might have a grudge against you?
Honestly, no, I can’t. I-
Veronica. Breathe.
Take a breath, okay? Think.
Okay. Um...
What was the question?
Is there anyone you can think of
who might want to harm you?
Maybe somebody at work?
That’s crazy. I- I can’t think of anybody.
I just--
Wait a minute.
No. There is a guy. He’s, um...
He’s a real estate developer
with, like, a really scary temper.
He left me a bunch of threatening voicemails yesterday
I can’t believe I didn’t remember that. I- I just-
It feels like so long ago.
Okay, you’re doing great, Veronica. What’s his name?
- Oh, my God, I hear something. - - Veronica?
I hear something. Someone’s coming.
Veronica!
Veronica.
Are you okay?
If you can hear us, we’re still here.
Damn it!
Veronica?
Chief, it’s been 10 minutes.
- We have to go get her. - - Max,
we can’t call back a ghost line.
Look, I just got off the phone
with Veronica’s supervisor, okay?
The building developer that she was talking about?
His name is Arturo Bianchi.
Some glorified slumlord with mob ties.
Go talk to him. I’ll get Simmons to run
a background check on Bianchi for you.
What if we lost her? What if they already got her?
Max, we don’t have enough information to panic yet.
Well, that’s never stopped me before.
We’re doing everything that we can.
Let’s just focus on what we can control.
Okay.
TRT are prepped and ready when you have a location.
I’ll update them.
Max, stay on the phone.
You’re the voice that she’s gonna wanna hear
as soon as she gets back online.
I appreciate you dressing up for me, Detective,
but I only got five minutes.
Mr. Bianchi.
I hear you recently clashed with a Veronica Dreskin?
Of course I did. I’m a developer.
And " Sherlock Holmes inspector" is costing me millions.
How’s she doing that?
Well, she loves to spot the tiniest little details
other people don’t even notice.
Which makes her a real pain in my ass.
All her code violations
are going to set me back at least a month.
You know what that’s going to cost?
Sounds to me like she’s good at her job.
Uh-uh. Other inspectors, they understand the big picture.
They know I got deadlines.
Veronica is always nitpicking.
Veronica’s been kidnapped.
Whoa. You’re kidding, right?
No.
You think I had something to do with that?
Well, you did threaten her
when she wouldn’t drop the violations.
Well, yeah, I was angry, but that’s just how we talk.
You ever worked a construction site?
Look, I didn’t do anything crazy I’m a businessman.
Where were you this morning at 8:15 a.m.?
I was here. I’ve been here since sunrise.
Ask anyone.
I’ll need a list of all your properties that have basements.
Yeah, not a problem.
Veronica. She’s a pain, but she’s a smart lady.
I respect that, so whatever I can do to help.
Thanks for your time.
Max?
We got her back. 911 is patching her through.
Veronica?
I’m okay.
Oh. What happened? Did they hurt you?
No. They just brought me food.
Food?
Yeah, he just handed it to me and left.
That’s a good sign, right?
Maybe they won’t kill me.
Veronica? It’s Detective Yates again.
Can you tell us more about the food and be detailed?
Yeah. It’s, uh...
It’s a cheeseburger and fries from The Golden Bun.
Were the fries curly or straight cut?
Yates. What are you doing?
Their curly fries are to die for, sir.
- Not you, Veronica. - - I think Yates
is on to something. Are the fries still hot?
Yeah, yeah, they’re still warm.
Yates. She’s gotta be near a Golden Bun.
Mhm.
Okay. There are 25 Golden Bun locations
in the city,
but we know she’s in the eastern section of the city,
so that cuts the number down to 15 locations.
And if Veronica is right,
and she did go over the Monroe Street Bridge,
we can eliminate these five locations.
- Leaving 10 locations. - Mmhmm.
And warm fries means
that she’s within five minutes of one of them.
Toni!
The kidnappers picked up an order
of a cheeseburger and fries, and Veronica’s line dropped.
We need to figure out which Golden Bun
took that exact order within that specific time frame.
You got it, Chief.
Toni.
Pick me up a number five, would you?
Extra pickles and cheese. Get yourself something, too.
Thanks.
I haven’t had a burger in over a year.
Why not?
Todd was really into clean eating,
healthy habits and I was just trying to be supportive,
But from now on, I’m eating whatever the hell I want.
Fries before guys.
- Amen, sister. - Oh, hold on, Veronica.
Please have some good news.
Bianchi’s alibi holds up.
None of the properties he owns
match the kind of building Veronica is being held in.
Okay, well, what about the threatening voicemails?
Apparently, she’s relentless about
finding even the smallest code violations.
All the builders call her "Sherlock Homes".
You know, spelled like H.O.M.E.S.
I get it.
Boys are so lame.
Bottom line, Bianchi’s a dead end.
Maybe not. I’ll call you back.
- Veronica? - Still here.
Any leads?
Just your nickname.
Oh, you mean "Sherlock Homes"?
Spelled H.O.M.E.S.
You make these idiots lives miserable
by focusing on the tiny details, right?
Proudly, yes.
So put that funny hat on with the ear flaps, okay?
Look around the room.
What do you see? Take your time.
Stare and tell me the story.
Uh...
Okay. The ceiling
is panelled, probably suspended,
which is normal for a commercial building.
The door frame is wide, which means cinder block masonry.
There’s a metal beam on the wall,
which, uh, is non-combustible.
It means this building is probably more than six floors.
Okay. That’s good. What else?
Rockwool. It’s, uh... it’s been re-insulated.
How do you know?
The insulation doesn’t look degraded.
It means it was probably insulated
with asbestos, initially.
Is someone coming?
Whoever approves the removal of asbestos
is supposed to leave a tag right at the edge here.
205794.
That’s the building inspector’s ID.
The date is faded, but the year is 1998.
- Okay, can we look this up? - It’ll be in the records
- at City Hall. - Okay.
That’s amazing, Veronica.
I hear something.
What is it?
Help!
Please, help! Help! Anybody!
Help! Help!
It’s a man’s voice coming from the next room.
Hey somebody! Come help me, please!
He’s yelling for help.
They’re coming.
Don’t hang up! Okay?
Where are you taking me?
Where are we going?
Please don’t! Stop! Stop! Don’t hurt me! Please!
Max! Max, do you hear that?
They’re holding somebody else here.
What does that mean? What do they want?
I don’t know. Hang on.
- Chief? - I heard.
Seems like we’re dealing with two kidnappings.
- Chief. - Yeah.
So two people were kidnapped?
It seems like it.
Sounded like the other person there was being moved.
Another hostage makes the no ransom thing even weirder, no?
Simmons, look into reports for the last 24 hours.
Let’s make sure another kidnapping
or missing persons report didn’t get lost in the shuffle.
I’m on it right now.
You and you. Let’s go. You’re with me.
The Golden Bun’s a dead end.
Hundreds of that exact meal were ordered
during the time frame at those locations.
Of course.
we’re gathering all their CCTV footage,
but it’s going to take hours.
Damn it.
Thank you, Toni.
What if I’m next?
Remember what I said. Don’t go there.
You have big things to do,
like dump your sleazebag husband.
True.
I have an idea. Let’s play the alphabet game.
- What’s that? - We...
go through the alphabet one letter at a time.
I’ll name something, and then you go.
I can definitely think of a word that starts with a B.
Maybe we’ll start with C.
On second thought, let’s go straight to D. Doughnut.
Deception.
Elephant.
Extensions. The cheap kind.
Frog.
Fake. Like her tan.
I’m sensing a theme here.
I know what you’re doing, Max, and I really appreciate it.
You have no idea what it means to me to have
your voice on the end of this line.
You tell me in person when you get out of there, okay?
I hope so.
Okay. Where were we?
The letter G.
- Guacamole. - Gold digger.
- Hamster. - Home-wrecker.
Chief, we’ve got ourselves another kidnapping.
Came in this morning.
Talk to me.
All right. Name’s Ramon Alvarez.
Witness says he was snatched in broad daylight,
thrown in a vehicle just outside his house.
Another black SUV?
Yeah, you guessed it, another black SUV. Vanier Park.
How is this not on our radar?
Uniform went out, did a knock and talk.
His husband said there must be a mix up.
Ramon is just fine.
Sounded a little too sure, if you ask me.
Call Ellis.
Tell him we need Ramon’s statement in person.
Hey, Chief.
We traced the inspector’s I.D. number
from the asbestos-free tag.
He approved 36 buildings in the city in 1998.
How many in our zone?
Twenty.
Tell Yates to get this up on the map.
- Zebra. - - Zipper.
If only he’d kept his closed.
Max?
Veronica, hold on a second.
There has been a second abduction.
Ellis is following up,
and we’ve narrowed the buildings down to about 20.
So let’s try and get some more details.
Veronica, I have my chief here.
Veronica? All the information you’ve give us
thus far has been a great help.
And we are getting closer.
Now, you mentioned that you’re in a commercial building.
How do you know this?
Because of the cinder block, primarily.
Cinder block like this isn’t normally used
for residential homes.
That’s great. Anything else?
Yeah. The mortaring.
These cinder blocks have thick, irregular joints,
so the building’s probably old.
Probably older than 1950, when the mortaring style changed.
Okay, fantastic.
You can call the Public Works Department
and get a city engineer that can help narrow that down.
Copy that. Thank you.
Nice work, Veronica.
Do you think it helped?
I know it did.
Hi. Detective Ellis. Metro P.D.
I was hoping to speak with Ramon today.
That’s my husband.
I have some questions about an abduction report.
Ramon!
Ramon, this is Detective Ellis.
He’s here about the whole kidnapping thing.
Oh.
Well, here I am, not kidnapped.
I’m very glad to see that.
Sorry you were sent on a wild goose chase.
Your neighbour, Dorothy Banks, reported that a black SUV
pulled up in front of your house,
Ramon was dragged inside, and then it sped away.
Do you have any idea why she would have
made up such an elaborate and specific claim?
- Dorothy is like 90. - Yeah.
She calls 911 more times than she calls her family.
I mean, she once accused me of stealing pound cakes
from her freezer.
Turns out she was sleep eating.
All right, well, I just have to ask for our records.
Where were you both
when Mrs. Banks reported the kidnapping?
Oh, I was working in my home office,
and Landon was at the stadium.
I got home less than an hour ago.
I’m a relief pitcher for the Heat Wave.
He’s converted ten straight saves.
Go Heat Wave!
Well, thanks for your time, gentlemen.
- Yeah. - Appreciate it.
Yeah.
They’re lying.
Landon and Ramon say nothing happened,
but the marks on Ramon’s wrists tell a different story.
They look like zip tie marks.
Veronica’s wrists are still zip tied.
Now, why would Ramon and his husband
lie about him getting kidnapped?
Because they’re hiding something.
I just found something that can prove it.
We got this from your neighbour’s
doorbell camera this morning.
Why did you lie to me about the kidnapping?
I promised Landon I wouldn’t say anything.
What, has he got something to do with this?
No.
I mean, it’s complicated.
The kidnappers took me to get to him.
And when he did what they said, they brought me back home.
What do you mean, he did what they said?
I’m sorry. I can’t tell you.
If the truth ever came out, it would ruin his career.
You do realize obstructing justice
can also ruin your career, right?
After the kidnappers took Ramon,
they called me with instructions.
All right. Which were?
Do you know anything about baseball?
More of a football guy myself.
I’m a relief pitcher.
I throw one, maybe two innings a game, tops.
The kidnappers told me that during my inning,
my first pitch had to go into the dirt.
My second had to be a fastball.
My third had to be a curveball, and my fourth had to be sinker.
All right. Why such specific pitches?
They must have been fixing a micro-bet.
What is that?
Ramon’s kidnapping wasn’t about ransom.
It’s a sports bet hustle.
Not just any regular game fixing.
Micro-betting.
Explain.
It’s not like traditional betting
where you’re betting on wins and losses.
Instead, you’re betting on a specific moment of a game.
Yeah. Like betting on how many times a tennis player
would bounce the ball before he serves it.
Or each pitch of an inning, like Landon did.
The kidnappers told Landon
which pitches he had to throw in the game.
So he did what they said, and then they released Ramon.
Yeah.
Max?
Oh, hold on, Veronica.
No, no, no, don’t mute me.
Veronica. Do you know anyone in pro sports?
No.
It could be anyone even remotely related.
A ball boy, a caddy, anyone.
My brother, Freddy.
He’s on Justin Allgaier’s pit crew
for the NASCAR O’Reilly series.
Former champion Justin Allgaier.
Justin, what would you say to the other drivers
on the track today that are competing against you?
Yeah, I mean, they’re going to have a tough road ahead of them.
You know, I think that this is going to be a big battle.
We’re excited, We’re ready for the challenge,
and we’ll see what happens.
Yeah.
Freddy, this is Chief Patrick Li
from the Metropolitan Police. Listen very carefully.
We know your sister Veronica has been kidnapped,
and we think the abductors have contacted you.
I don’t know what you’re talking about.
Listen, Freddy, this is Detective Ellis here.
Now, I know you’re scared, and I know
I’m just a voice on the phone, but we are trying to save
your sister, and we’re running out of time.
If you want to see her again, you’re gonna have to help us.
Have they contacted you to fix the race?
Uh, yes, they have.
Is she- is she okay?
Yes, but we need to find her as soon as possible.
Now, tell me exactly what they told you to do.
We’ve been making tire stops all day.
They don’t usually last longer than 15 seconds,
but they told me to slow it down by at least a second each time.
- And you’ve been complying? - Of course.
- I can’t let them hurt her. - Of course.
You’re doing great, Freddy. Get the race up on our monitor.
They told me this next stop needs to be two seconds slower.
That ain’t gonna be easy.
Just do exactly what they say, Freddy.
Yeah. I’ll do whatever it takes.
Crew stability.
You’re losing time on turn four exit.
Ten-four, man. Pit this time.
Right side only, guys. Nice and easy.
We can’t lose anything this stop.
I gotta go. Justin’s coming in for a stop.
- Let’s go. - Okay.
And it is one heck of a race
we have tonight, folks.
Allgaier’s coming into the pit.
The 88 car hot on his tail.
Allgaier’s pit has a very tight turnaround here.
They need to get it back out there immediately.
Time is of the essence.
And what an unbelievable race we have here today, folks.
This is neck and neck competition.
Oh, and he dropped a lug nut in the stop.
That’s gonna cost him two seconds.
Justin’s crew chief
gotta be sweating something awful right now.
Good job, Freddy.
It’s a parlay.
Pardon?
It’s a series of micro bets.
Could be one game, could be multiple
across different sports.
If you hit on all of your bets,
you’re walking away with a huge payday.
How huge?
The odds of you hitting on every one of your micro-bets
is astronomical.
It’s like betting on every shot
in a championship game and getting them all right.
Simmons and I ran an estimate,
and if you were to bet $10,000, say, on Landon’s pitches,
and on top of that, you correctly picked
the timing from every one of Justin’s pit stops,
The payout is--
Over ten mil?
I’m starting to think crime does pay.
I have a city engineer.
Yates, take that.
Freddy.
I just got benched.
That dropped lugnut was our last chance.
You got to get back in there, Freddy.
Hey. What happened?
They just kicked Freddy out of the pit.
We’re down under 100 laps.
That means there’s only one pit stop left.
Freddy, how long till the next stop?
Uh, about an hour.
He says about an hour.
Which means we’ve only got an hour to save Veronica.
97 laps to go here. it’s been a hell of a race.
Each team will need one more pit stop.
Freddy, you got to get back into the pit crew.
Security won’t let me through!
I got into it with my crew chief.
They tossed me off the track.
Let me talk to your boss.
I can’t even get through until the race is over!
We got something.
Freddy. I’m gonna put you on mute.
I’m still here. Hang tight.
I talked to the city engineer,
cross-referencing all the parameters we have.
He narrowed down the commercial buildings that were built
with cinder block in the mortar style
that Veronica talked about.
That leaves eight possible buildings where she could be.
How many laps left in the race?
Ninety-five!
An average of 45 seconds a lap.
2,660 seconds. 45 minutes.
What?
I’m extra good at math when I’m hungry.
That doesn’t give our TRT unit enough time
to check out all these buildings.
Where’s the team right now?
Here. They should be entering any minute.
Okay. Instruct TRT to focus on these five buildings.
Now, we’re close enough to this section here.
I’ll hit these three buildings.
They’re never going to be able to make it there in time.
Copy that. Take Simmons with you.
Okay. Let’s get suited up, Simmons.
I’ll meet you at the car in five.
TRT, this is Yates.
What if they hurt my brother?
They won’t.
He’s at the track. He’s safe.
I can’t imagine how scared he’s been this whole time.
Are you two close?
Yeah. We’ve always been close. He’s my little brother.
If I don’t get out of here, he is never gonna forgive himself.
You’re amazing.
What do you mean?
Well, here you are, kidnapped, alone and scared,
and all you’re thinking about
is how this is affecting your brother.
You’re a good person.
Max?
Give me a sec, Veronica.
Hey, where are we with everything?
We’ve narrowed down the list of buildings,
but we only have 45 minutes left.
Okay, what about her brother?
He just got kicked out of the pit crew.
Oh, jeez.
Just don’t tell her that.
I won’t.
Look, I gotta go, but I- I just
wanted to come here and tell you that...
Veronica’s really lucky that you picked up the phone today.
- Gotta go. - Hey, Ellis?
- Yeah? - You have to find her.
Please.
Sorry about that.
Is everything okay?
Yeah. My partner is out there looking for you.
And trust me, there is no one I believe in more
to save the day than him.
Well, if you think that about him, he must be a special guy.
He is.
Okay.
All of this is reminding me of a funny story.
It’s summer of 2016
and I’m in a hotel in Marrakesh with a belly dancer
and three drunk spider monkeys.
And the elevator gets stuck.
Oh, and let me tell you, drunk spider monkeys do not like--
So yes, maybe it was a petty reason to end a relationship,
but maple syrup on popcorn?
I- I need a man, not Buddy the Elf, okay?
Veronica?
Are you there?
I’m here.
- Did I put you to sleep? - No.
I’ve just been thinking.
Why would they let me go?
You know the other person you heard in there?
They let him go.
- They did? - Yep.
He’s safe and sound.
Okay, great.
One more down, Chief.
Ellis and Simmons just texted.
The first building on their list is empty.
They’re on to the next.
I hear something.
They’re coming! They’re coming!
I have to hide the phone. Stay quiet, Max.
Move.
Please don’t do this!
Hey. Smile.
Chief Li? Are you there?
Freddy, I’m right here.
I’m getting a call.
I think it’s the kidnappers. What should I do?
Okay. Conference them in so I can hear,
then answer it.
Hello?
Check your phone, Freddy. I’m sending you a picture.
Just a reminder.
Only one more pit stop
and she can go home, as long as you hold up on your end.
They kicked me out of the pit for slowing things down!
You better find a way back in there,
or your sister dies.
Yates, where’s Ellis?
I got him right here. Hang on.
Ellis, where are you?
Yeah, the first building’s empty.
TRT is doing their part, but we still got
two more buildings to clear.
How many laps until he comes in for a pit stop?
How many laps until the pit stop?
I don’t know! No more than 20.
Twenty laps.
That’s not enough time to check both buildings.
- Well, we gotta choose one. - Yeah? Which one?
Please. You don’t have to do this.
You could just let me go.
Please. I promise I won’t say anything.
If your brother comes through, you’ll be going home.
- If not... - Please don’t do this.
Stay quiet until the race is over.
Please don’t do this.
I don’t want to end up a newspaper headline.
I said shut up!
No.
Max, we need to make a choice.
Allgaier’s gonna come in to pit on the next lap.
They’re coming in for the pit stop.
I know where she is.
This is it. They call it a stop.
Your brother’s got one last chance to fix the big time.
He’s been pulled. There’s no way.
Then he better find a way.
Guess we’ll see how much he loves you.
All right, let’s go!
Nicely done! Let’s go!
6.7 seconds!
A great stop for the crew and sends Allgaier back out--
Son of a bitch!
Your brother just killed you.
No! Please!
Please!
No! Please don’t shoot me!
No! Please!
Drop the weapon!
Get down!
Ellis, please!
We got her. She’s okay.
Oh. Thank God.
Freddy, we got her. Your sister’s safe.
Justin has managed to fight his way to only
a half car length behind the leader.
He’s going for it!
He dives low, snags the bottom groove,
makes the pass, and he wins it!
An unbelievable come-from- behind win for Justin Allgaier!
Sorry. I just really needed to hug someone.
It’s okay, I get it.
You’re safe now. It’s over.
Is this the phone you made?
Yeah.
Impressive.
It worked in a pinch.
If you’re up for it,
I think there’s somebody who’d like to meet you.
Hell of a day.
You can say that again.
You all right, Chief?
Just getting old, Max.
- Max? - Veronica?
I’m not hallucinating, right? You’re real?
I... I don’t know how to thank you.
No need to thank me.
Just so you know, we’re gonna be besties now.
Obviously. Mani-pedis, stat.
Agreed.
So how’d you guys figure out where Veronica was, anyway?
Well, the last time the kidnappers came,
they left the door open a crack.
I looked down the hall and I saw the printing presses.
And when I heard her mention that she was gonna be
a newspaper headline, I knew that she was giving me a clue
that she was in the old City Gazette printing plant.
I was hoping you’d pick up on that.
Veronica? Your husband is still in holding.
Well, we can keep him for 24 hours
if you want to make him sweat.
As much as I would enjoy that,
I don’t want to waste one more second.
Bring me to that scumbag.
Toni, let’s take care of her.
Will do, Chief.
Thank you.
Listen up everyone.
Today we did what we trained for.
And then some.
Max, you kept Veronica calm, and you stayed the course.
At one point, you talked to me about protocol.
Wait, Max did that?
Yeah.
Really proud of all the hard work we did today.
Working together. The handoffs were seamless.
- It was like-- - A pit crew.
All right, well, we’re still in our swanky duds.
So someone say drinks, let’s say karaoke.
I’m thinking Spice Girls. Yates, you’re Baby Spice.
Yeah. This baby needs chicken pot pie and bed.
And not necessarily in that order.
Well, I’m Scary Spice,
and I really, really, really want to go home.
Sorry. I gotta get the hell out of these pants.
Something tells me you don’t know Mel C’s rap from Wannabe.
’Fraid not.
Ow!
How dare you scare me like that?
I had it all under control, okay?
I promise.
Can I give you a ride?
No. I have way too much adrenaline from today.
And I don’t want this dress to go to waste.
So I guess I’ll just go to karaoke on my own.
Okay. Knock em dead.
Send me a video.
♪... And things got ugly ♪
Hi, darling. It’s mom.
So, Dan, the real estate agent, called me
and I told him you’d reconsider--
Ellis, wait! I’ll take that ride after all.
Mom, are you here?
I think we need to talk about...
We have company, honey.
Hello, Max.
To what do we owe the honour?
Oh, I just dropped by to make sure everything is on track.
As you know, the clock is ticking.
I told Mr. Hayashi everything is fine.
Indeed. Couldn’t be better.
Tickety-boo.
Nothing to worry about.
Oh, I’m not the one who should be worried.
Need I remind you, failure is not an option.
At least not one I’d recommend.
♪ I save like you was my life ♪
♪ But I couldn’t have fallen-- ♪
We got this. Right?
Of course.
Yeah.
Okay. Because if we make one wrong move, we’re dead.
And so is everybody else we love.
♪ I s uccumb to the pressure ♪
Begin German lesson for today.
Lesson 14: Expanding Vocabulary.
Listen first, then repeat.
My uncle suffers from gout, but dances anyway.
Mein onkel leidet an gicht, tanzt aber trotzdem.
Very good.
Danke. Next.
The miller’s ox has an open sore.
Der Müllerochse hat eine offene wunde.
Very good.
No, it’s perfect.
Wunderbar. Next.
The angry monk has hidden the sausage in the piano.
Oh.
I’ll just bet he has.
♪ I took a zig and a zag ♪
♪ And things got ugly ♪
♪ I grew numb to the pressure ♪
♪ I succumbed to the pressure ♪
♪ You can break ♪
♪ From the pressure ♪
♪ You can... ♪