Émission TV: Without a Trace - 2x10
And in the spring, following the success of the basketball team, the baseball team, the pride of Southern Connecticut, went all the way to the state semifinals led by team Captain Drew Anderson.
And "Janet Jackson" showed up to watch them play.
Two weeks later, after we made it through final exams, we graduated.
And we went out to face the world that Davenport High School had prepared us for.
We went to college, we got jobs, we got married and we had children.
That one's mine.
That's my baby boy.
If my wife, if my wife Amy, who unfortunately couldn't make it here tonight, allows me, I'm going to name him "Crusader".
You really don't have to drive me home.
It's fine.
It'll take five minutes and I'll walk back.
You're not running for office anymore, Mr.
President.
Come, come here.
Did you see Diane in that dress?
Maisley?
She looked great.
You still have a crush on her.
Do you have your keys?
I know that you had a crush on her, because I spent most of senior year flirting my little heart out and you never noticed.
I, noticed.
Trust me.
Watch yourself.
All right, watch your head.
I must have passed out, because the next thing I remember I'm asleep in my bed.
The phone rang, it was around 2:00 in the morning.
They were calling from the hotel.
Everyone was very concerned that Luke never made it back to the reunion.
And then you came out here and found your car.
And the blood.
Listen to me, I know you were drunk, and I know it's hard to remember, but I need you to think, okay?
Did you stop anywhere on the way home?
I don't know.
Do you remember anything strange in the parking lot?
Did you see anyone hanging around?
Anything like that?
No, not that I can remember.
Is it possible he made any sexual advances towards you?
No.
God, no, Luke, he would never.
Okay.
You did great, thank you.
Okay.
Well, she's pretty hazy about last night.
Well, do you think she's lying?
From the look in her eyes and the smell on her breath, I would say no.
Boyfriend?
Husband?
No violent ex'es, no jealous coworkers, no stalkers that she's aware of.
Well, if this isn't about her, then it has about him, right?
Okay, somebody sees them leave the high school, follows them here.
Luke helps her inside, gets her settled, comes back out, there's a fight, that's when he's lifted.
Sounds about right.
What'd you get on the prints?
It's not hers.
It's not his, either.
Did you go to your high school reunion?
Nothing there for me.
You?
Never looked back.
Forensics report from Emily Blumenthal's car just came back.
The stains inside the car match Horton's blood type.
No match on the prints yet.
Any suspects?
Horton is a vice president at Hodges and Tripp in the high net worth area.
The firm was censured by the SEC two months ago, allegations of account churning.
I'm going to head over to the office, see what I can dig up.
Okay.
All right.
He never used any of his credit cards last night, but check this out.
One of the cards is in his name only, the bills are sent to his office, and it's not a corporate card, it's purely social.
Charges to restaurants, bars and hotels.
In town, midday.
Credit from the International Bank of Infidelity.
Looks that way.
And how long has it been going on?
He got the card a little over a year ago, based on charge patterns, it's been hot and heavy up until a couple of months ago.
It's cooled off since then.
Wife's pregnant.
Maybe he's got buyer's remorse.
Want me to talk to her?
And while you're there, find out why she didn't go to the reunion.
Okay, will do.
Agent Johnson?
My office, please.
I still haven't heard from the OPR about the Reyes shooting.
They were supposed to come back with a decision three days ago.
Apparently, there's still some questions surrounding the timeline of the shooting.
I have a feeling that they're going to want to polygraph you and Martin.
That's fine.
You understand that if you fail the polygraph you're going to lose your job.
Was there anything else?
No.
I'm going back to work.
So you and Luke organized the whole event?
Yeah, he was president, I was vice president.
Only ran for office back then for my college resume.
I didn't realize I'd be putting up balloons at some lame get-together ten years later.
Are you guys tight?
Yeah.
We were, in high school.
Then we went to college, he moved to Chicago for a few years.
Sort of drifted.
Look, I know some pretty funky stuff happens at these reunions.
You have a couple drinks, the old high school emotion comes back.
Was Luke flirting with anyone that he shouldn't have been flirting with?
Not that I saw.
Besides, Luke's not really that kind of guy.
Did he mention anything about his wife, Amy?
About his marriage?
Yeah, he seemed really happy.
All he talks about is having a son.
So no mention of infidelity.
No.
Not sure he'd tell me at this point, but that doesn't sound like Luke.
I think he really loves Amy.
Well, I was supposed to go to the reunion, but, um, I've been feeling so sick lately.
He insisted that I stay home.
All right.
Mrs.
Horton.
There's something that I'd like to discuss with Amy alone.
Would you mind giving us a minute?
No, no, it's okay.
Whatever it is, she can hear, too.
Did your husband ever have any reason to stay at the Madison Hotel?
Downtown?
No.
Why?
Well, apparently, he's stayed there quite a bit over the past year.
There must be some mistake.
Well...
he has a credit card in his name only, and in addition to the charges at the hotel, there's also charges to restaurants, bars...
An affair.
I'm sorry, but, uh, there's really not much of an explanation otherwise.
I know this is very difficult.
Do you have any idea who it might be?
No.
Just think about it for a minute.
It could be very important.
She says she doesn't know.
Mrs.
Horton, please.
Luke's boss, Alan Hodges, his wife Tina is very attractive.
A few weeks ago, we had them over for dinner.
And I, I saw them in the kitchen.
Am I interrupting something?
Oh, no.
Hey, no.
Not at all.
We're planning Alan's 40th birthday.
I booked the club for a big surprise party.
Oh.
You didn't tell me.
I'm just finding out about it tonight.
Well, whatever we can do to help.
Just keep it a secret.
Hey, hey, I thought the party was out there.
The party is wherever you are, darling.
Come dance with me.
Okay.
Amy, come on.
You're not, you're not jealous of Tina, are you?
She's, like, ten years older than me, and she's not having my baby.
So, even then, you thought that it was possible they were having an affair?
No.
I, I was just feeling insecure.
We haven't really been together since I got pregnant.
And I just thought it was because I got fat, but...
No, honey, that happens to a lot of couples.
Believe me, it doesn't mean anything.
And Luke would never do anything like that to you.
According to the information that we have here, your husband's birthday is eight months away.
Why are you planning so far in advance?
We belong to a very exclusive country club.
I had to book the date early.
What's the name of the club?
The Swan Club, in King's Point.
Why was it so important for you to have Luke's involvement this early?
I didn't want too many people from the firm there.
So I was asking Luke for advice on who I could afford to leave off the list.
That seems fair.
Thanks for coming in, Mrs.
Hodges.
I appreciate your cooperation.
One more question for you.
Where were you last night?
At home.
With your husband?
Yes.
All night.
So you're here to figure out if there's been any fraud or insider trading in the company.
Technically, I was assigned by Hodges and Tripp accounting firm to do an independent audit of all the clients' accounts.
But if I find anything suspicious, I do I have to report that to the SEC.
Anything turn up?
Mm, a few bookkeeping errors, a late trade or two, sloppy business practices, but no fraud so far.
And nothing at all on Luke Horton?
Clean as a whistle.
Although he didn't act that way when I interviewed him last week.
Maybe he was afraid you'd turn up something in his personal life.
I was investigating the firm.
The only way his personal life is interesting to me is if he brought it to work.
Miss Kasden, would you excuse us for a second?
There's a matter I need to discuss with Agent Spade.
Of course.
Excuse me.
Thank you so much.
I just got off the phone with my wife.
You questioned her at FBI headquarters?
Yes, we did.
Mrs.
Horton suggested to us that Luke and your wife might have been having an affair.
So we really had no choice but to follow up on that.
Well, that's not true.
You sure about that?
If Luke were going to screw around, which I highly doubt, I just don't think he'd be stupid enough to do it with the boss' wife.
Well, thank you for your opinion.
If you don't mind going back to your office, I'm going to finish up with Miss Kasden and I'll be with you in a few minutes.
What's your sense of Alan Hodges?
Well, he's jumpy.
But from everyone I talked to at the office, him and his wife are very happy together.
Well, you can never tell what's going on in a marriage.
Yeah, I know that, Jack.
All I'm saying is, there are no rumors floating around and certainly no overt hostility between him and Luke Horton.
What about the Madison Hotel?
Did they recognize Luke?
Only vaguely.
Well, what about the restaurants and bars from the credit card?
I've got Martin and Viv out pounding the pavement now.
FBI.
What can I do for you?
I'm looking for a guy named Luke Horton.
Do you recognize him?
Yeah, sure.
What'd he do?
He's missing.
Does he come in here a lot?
He used to.
Real party boy from what I recall.
The last year or so, not as much.
Luke come in here with anyone in particular?
Yeah, yeah, I think so.
Good looking guy.
I assumed it was his boyfriend.
This guy's a piece of work.
His wife's seven months pregnant, and he's-he's cruising gay bars?
And you're shocked?
Well, I think it sucks.
What sucks?
Fact that he's cheating on his wife, or the fact that he's gay?
The fact that he didn't figure out he was gay before he got married.
That's what sucks, Sam.
Well, obviously he's confused, but the last time I checked, that wasn't a crime.
Anyway, it doesn't matter what we think of him.
We still have to find him.
Anything on his finances?
Turns out he set up a for-benefit ov account eight days ago.
Who's the beneficiary?
Baby Horton, name to be determined.
Made his wife the custodian.
There's almost $200,000 in it.
Wait a minute.
His net worth was about 80 grand.
Where did he get the other buck-twenty from?
I don't know yet.
Maybe he embezzled it from his company or ran some shady stock scam.
You think that's enough to motivate someone to kidnap him or-or-or even kill him?
Also, where's the scorned wife?
Maybe when she found out, she hired someone to kill him.
She was conveniently sick the night of the reunion.
Or this could be something.
Rick Highland, Davenport class of '93.
He checked into the hotel yesterday at 1:00 P.M.
He checked out at 4:00 P.M.
He was supposed to be at the reunion.
Never showed up.
And?
And I checked with the hotel switchboard.
Luke called Highland three times yesterday.
Perhaps he's the boyfriend.
He's on the way here right now.
Any luck?
No one remembers him being with any one specific guy.
You?
No.
Jack spoke to me this morning about the OPR thing.
Yeah?
Apparently they're not convinced by our statements, and we may have to take polygraphs.
If it comes to that, we're finished.
Yep.
I think we need to talk to him.
Now you want to talk to Jack?
Don't you think it's a little late for that?
I don't know, but we don't have much choice now, do we?
You know, I wanted to tell the truth and take my lumps from the beginning, but the only reason we're in this mess is because you panicked.
Hey, the only reason we're in this mess is because you lost your cool and shot that scumbag.
Anyway...
I just think that one of us ought to talk to him.
That's all.
Rick Highland, Special Agent Danny Taylor.
It's good to meet you.
Whatever I can do to help.
Well, let's jump right in to it.
You were in Shelton on Friday afternoon, right?
That's right.
And you-you checked out of the hotel early and didn't go to your reunion.
Why?
I-I got called back to the city for a business meeting.
Were you and Luke close?
Hardly.
I hadn't spoken to him since high school.
See, it seemed like he was pretty...
anxious to see you.
That was his guilty conscience talking.
What do you mean?
He was an ass in high school.
Gave me a real hard time, for being gay.
He called me friday afternoon at the hotel, said he wanted to talk.
Hey.
Rick.
Hey.
Luke, this is my boyfriend Curtis.
Hey.
Nice to meet you.
I'm-I'm glad you guys could make it.
Yeah.
I, uh, I'll let you two catch up.
So, to what do I owe the honor?
This is kind of uncomfortable for me, but I'm sorry for being such a jerk in high school.
Everybody was screwed up in high school.
Yeah.
I'm sorry.
Well, thank you.
I appreciate that.
It's the least I could do.
Yeah, but most wouldn't.
So, other than that, how are you?
Oh, there's a question.
We chit-chatted for a bit, and then I got the call that I had to come back to the city.
How hard was it for you in high school, Rick?
Never got violent or anything, but a lot of the popular guys went out of their way to make me miserable.
Must've been pretty tough to get over.
Good thing about high school: You get to move on.
I'm sorry.
I just don't believe it.
We think that there is someone, in particular, a boyfriend.
When we met in Chicago, he...
he had tons of girlfriends.
I mean, it's not like I'm the only woman he's ever been with.
He likes women.
Mrs.
Horton, we know this is difficult.
Look, I...
I know you're just trying to do your job, but, a few charges on credit card don't prove anything to me.
He's my husband.
I've known him for five years.
You don't just suddenly become...
It's probably something he's been struggling with for a long time.
Luke is not gay.
Would you excuse me?
Mrs.
Horton.
We were going to talk to you separately.
I'm so sorry.
I know this must come as a shock.
Did you know?
I...
I caught him, once in high school with one of his friends.
He tried to talk to me about it.
I changed the subject, and he never brought it up again.
Nothing...
has been the same.
It's like, there's a wall between us.
I was glad when he got married.
Amy's so sweet and everything.
It was nice.
It seemed normal.
I just wanted everything to be normal.
Do you remember who the boy was?
Well, how could I forget?
It was Drew.
Drew Anderson.
Hey.
Sorry to make you wait.
No sweat.
What's going on?
These are some photographs of ex-cons in the Shelton area.
Take a look.
Hopefully you'll recognize someone.
More coffee?
Yeah, sure.
Maybe one of these prints from the cup will match one we found in the car.
Try the bottom left.
Drew Anderson, come on down.
I didn't do anything to him.
I swear to god.
If you didn't do anything to him, why were your bloody fingerprints smeared all over Emily Blumenthal's car?
Yeah, what happened?
A flicker of romance get out of control?
What the hell are you talking about?
You and Luke were going at it in high school, right?
You're crazy.
His mother saw you in the garage.
It's not the kind of story a mother makes up.
Where is he, Drew?
I don't know.
I swear to god, I don't know.
Then you'd better use your imagination and figure it out.
All the time we were working together on the reunion, I kept thinking maybe he was coming on to me.
When I saw him with Rick Highland at the hotel, I thought he must've...
been talking about coming out.
They weren't even friends.
I couldn't imagine what else they were talking about.
Then at the reunion, I guess I drank too much cause all I could think about was him telling everybody about us.
When he went to take Emily home, I confronted him in the parking lot.
Leaving already?
I'm just going to make sure Emily gets home.
Uh, I'll be right back.
I saw you today with Rick.
Yeah, so?
You told him about us, didn't you?
No, Drew.
And that was ten years ago.
It's not exactly the first thing on my mind.
You think I'm a faggot?
No, Drew.
We had some experiences.
You get married, you have a kid, you come here and you show off to everyone how happy you are when all you are is a liar.
You're a liar and a fake.
Who were you with the rest of the night?
I hung out with Mark Wallis and some of the baseball guys.
Drank till, like, four in the hotel bar, then went up for the rest of the night.
Alone?
Yes, alone.
I didn't even find out Luke was missing until the following morning.
Drew, don't you think it would've been a good idea if you told me this the first time we spoke?
I just couldn't.
You get anything out of Anderson?
Well, he claims he popped Luke in the parking lot.
Didn't see him after that.
What about his alibi?
We're on it.
Is there something on your mind?
I-I got to come clean with you about what really happened in the Reyes case.
Sit down.
Reyes got shot because I was out of control.
Vivian was watching him in a room while I searched the drop house and that's when I found that little girl with her ear cut off.
She was bleeding all over the place.
I guess I just started to think about those little kids that that guy had tortured.
That's when I lost it.
I went back into the room, and I hit the guy and then I, um I threatened him.
That's when he pulled the knife.
I had to shoot him.
So, Vivian gives me the PG version, and you go along with it?
She was only trying to protect me.
You have to know that.
But I...
I shouldn't have ever let it get this far, and I'm sorry.
Sorry doesn't cut it, Martin.
Why the hell didn't you come to me when this first went down?
I don't know.
I don't know, but we should have.
Yeah, you should've!
Look, I just want you to know that I'm willing to take all the heat because I'm the one who put Vivian in this situation.
You know, it's not that simple.
If I go to the OPR with what you just told me, you are both out on your asses.
So what are you going to do?
I have no idea.
Get the hell out of my office.
Hey, listen to this.
The extra money that Luke Horton put into that for-benefit ov account came from an offshore investment house controlled by Hodges and Tripp.
Alan Hodges signed the authorization.
Hmm.
Blackmail.
Mm-mm.
From how jumpy Hodges was yesterday, I'm thinking he might be our mystery boyfriend.
Hey.
Is this the guy?
Yeah, that's him.
Wow, you figured it out.
So Amy Horton was only half right.
She thought Luke was sleeping with your wife, and it turns out it was you, huh?
Yeah, how 'bout that.
How long have you been seeing each other?
Approximately one year.
Tell us about it.
Well, we met at work, obviously.
Initially, we socialized as couples with our wives, and then one night, we went out for drinks just the two of us, and that was that.
Does your wife know?
No.
That's why it was safe.
Luke and I both had a lot to lose.
We just never figured on falling in love.
At least I didn't.
We did some investigating into his finances.
Yours, too.
We know you wired him a large sum of money.
Yes, that was a loan.
For what?
For his son.
Hey, Luke, what are you doing here?
Hey.
Hey.
What's going on?
I can't do this anymore, Alan.
I'm sorry.
What are you talking about?
Amy and I went to the OB today for a, for an ultrasound.
He was, um, he was sucking his thumb, he was playing, and I realized he's a real person.
I mean, I-I always knew that, but for the first time, I felt it.
Now I-I'm going to be a father; he-he's going to grow up.
He's going to ask me, "who are you?
W-what are you?"
What am I going to do, lie to him?
For how long?
Look, it's okay.
We don't have to make any decisions.
Alan, it's not right.
You-you're lying to Tina.
I'm lying to Amy.
Your kids, my son.
When does it end?
I know that it's complicated, but I love you.
I love you, too.
But I can't do it.
Not like this.
The next day he told me that he was going to wait till the baby was born and then come clean with Amy.
He was setting up the account because he felt that she wouldn't want to have anything to do with him once he had told her the truth.
Why in the world would you, uh, loan him such a huge amount of money?
Because I loved him.
Hello?
You know we're going to have to tell your wife about this, don't you?
I'm aware of that.
Thanks.
Sorry.
Uh, just to confirm, you did not speak to him the day he disappeared, correct?
That's correct.
Thank you.
I'm starting to feel bad for this guy.
Don't, listen to me.
That call?
The phone records indicate that a call came to his apartment at 1:00 A.M.
the night of Luke's disappearance from a rinky-dink motel outside of Shelton.
Whoever checked in never checked out.
FBI!
Clear.
Danny, I think we've got a suicide note.
I've lived with this so long, Amy.
You deserve to know how I really feel.
To know that I loved you as much as I could, in the ways that I could.
I got the local police checking the woods just in case he went out there.
Okay.
So, I faxed this to the office.
It's definitely Luke's handwriting.
Listen to this, all right?
It's to his wife, okay? "
I can't lie to you anymore.
All you did was love me.
You deserve the truth, but I was too scared to ever give it to you.
But now you will know, and now our son will know.
I want so much to make this up to you.
I don't know how, but I swear, I'll find a way.
Danny, this isn't a suicide note.
He's trying to figure out how to tell his wife he's gay and my guess is he wanted to tell her that night, not wait anymore.
Because of the reunion.
Right.
The whole night he's pretending to be someone he's not.
Right?
Guy from high school beats him up, calls him a liar.
He can't take it anymore.
So he calls Alan for support.
And Alan freaks out because he wants keep Luke in the closet.
That loan was hush money.
But Luke changes his mind.
And I'll bet you anything he told Alan that on the phone.
Uh-huh.
All right, thank you.
I, uh, called Shelton PD.
The night of the disappearance, a state trooper found Alan Hodges car by the side of the road.
He called in to have it towed, but when the tow truck got there, Hodges car was already gone.
What time was this?
Around 3:00 am.
That lines up with the phone call to his house.
Yeah.
I'll have Danny and Sam check it out.
Where's Vivian?
I think she's in the file room.
Martin told me everything.
Jack, I'm sorry.
I don't expect much from him because he's green, but I expect you to know your job.
When he turns to you in a tough situation, this is the mess that you put him in?
Jack, you talk as if I've never covered for you.
I screwed up, okay?
That is not an explanation.
Well, it's all that I got.
It's not good enough.
Why?
Because I'm you're friend and I deserve more.
How about in those few seconds in the drop house, I saw my entire future at the bureau flash before my eyes, and I chose to protect my future.
What the hell are you talking about?
I don't believe that.
So what did you want to hear?
That I was protecting Martin?
That I was weak?
That I panicked?
Yeah, I'm sure you do want to hear that.
Because you like to think of me as some kind of Mother Teresa around here.
You all do.
But I'm not.
Jack, I am really sorry that I lied to you, but I screwed up like anyone else.
And that has got to cover it.
The report came in from the OPR review.
You and Martin have both been cleared.
I like working with you.
Don't you ever lie to me again.
Copy that.
They found a body down there.
We found Luke.
He's dead.
He's...
What happened?
Your car was ID'd at the scene of the crime.
Why don't you tell us what happened?
He called me that night from the motel.
He said that he was going to tell Tina, he was going to tell everyone at work, and I, I-I just couldn't have that.
So what did you do?
Well, I went out there to talk him out of it.
We got back in my car, headed into the city.
He said he wanted to pull over to the side of the road 'cause he wasn't feeling well.
So he got out of the car, you know.
I don't know what came over me, but I just...
I pushed him over the edge.
Just like that?
Yeah.
Just like that.
Well, that was easy.
There's an understatement.
As you know, we're still interviewing your husband.
But I thought when you called me down here, you were ready to release him.
Luke Horton's dead, and your husband has confessed to murdering him.
What?
Why would he kill Luke?
Apparently they were having a relationship and Luke threatened to go public with it.
Alan isn't gay.
I believe you know he is and have known for a long time.
No.
I checked with your club.
You did make a reservation for Alan's 40th birthday, but it was a week after your conversation in Amy's kitchen.
You lied to Amy and you lied to me.
I can understand why you did it.
I can even understand why you're willing to sell your husband out.
Can't say that I blame you.
But I don't know how you're going to live with it, or how you're going to tell your kids.
But I guess if you've been lying to yourself for so long, one more lie doesn't matter, right?
It's not what you think.
What do I think?
I love Alan.
I always have loved him.
That's what I was trying to tell Luke in his kitchen that night.
Please, Luke.
Don't do this to us.
I love him.
Tina.
I can't face losing him.
Am I interrupting something?
Do you want to tell me about Friday night?
Luke called the house.
It was late.
Alan was asleep, but I was up.
Hey, Tina, it's, uh, it's Luke.
I need to, I need to speak with Alan.
Why?
What's going on?
Please, I just need to speak with Alan.
He's in Baltimore.
Something about the Geller account.
It came up at the end of the day.
Oh, god.
Do you know where he's staying?
No.
What's the matter, Luke?
I can't live like this another minute.
I-I, I need to - I need to tell Amy.
I need to make things right.
Where are you?
I just wanted to talk to him.
I thought he was going to tell everybody about him and Alan.
So, I snuck out of the house and went to pick him up.
The whole time we were driving back, all he could talk about was how he had to come out and stop lying.
So, that's when you decided to eliminate him from the picture?
No, it didn't happen like that.
I didn't know what I was going to do.
The thought of losing my family, my husband, my life.
It was making me feel sick.
So, I pulled over to the side of the road.
I'm sorry, Tina.
Don't touch me!
I'm sorry.
I know how much this is hurting you.
Leave me alone, Luke!
I got in my car and I drove home.
Alan was still asleep, when I got in bed next to him.
When did you tell your husband?
After you brought me in yesterday.
I was going to confess then, but he told me not to.
Why didn't you let your husband handle it?
Why did you go that night?
Because I was afraid my husband would never come back home.
As I look out at all of you now, all the familiar faces, I remember who we were.
High school may not have been the easiest time, but through all those difficulties, we had our dreams.
And look at us now.
We're out there in the world, growing, changing, making those dreams come true.
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And "Janet Jackson" showed up to watch them play.
Two weeks later, after we made it through final exams, we graduated.
And we went out to face the world that Davenport High School had prepared us for.
We went to college, we got jobs, we got married and we had children.
That one's mine.
That's my baby boy.
If my wife, if my wife Amy, who unfortunately couldn't make it here tonight, allows me, I'm going to name him "Crusader".
You really don't have to drive me home.
It's fine.
It'll take five minutes and I'll walk back.
You're not running for office anymore, Mr.
President.
Come, come here.
Did you see Diane in that dress?
Maisley?
She looked great.
You still have a crush on her.
Do you have your keys?
I know that you had a crush on her, because I spent most of senior year flirting my little heart out and you never noticed.
I, noticed.
Trust me.
Watch yourself.
All right, watch your head.
I must have passed out, because the next thing I remember I'm asleep in my bed.
The phone rang, it was around 2:00 in the morning.
They were calling from the hotel.
Everyone was very concerned that Luke never made it back to the reunion.
And then you came out here and found your car.
And the blood.
Listen to me, I know you were drunk, and I know it's hard to remember, but I need you to think, okay?
Did you stop anywhere on the way home?
I don't know.
Do you remember anything strange in the parking lot?
Did you see anyone hanging around?
Anything like that?
No, not that I can remember.
Is it possible he made any sexual advances towards you?
No.
God, no, Luke, he would never.
Okay.
You did great, thank you.
Okay.
Well, she's pretty hazy about last night.
Well, do you think she's lying?
From the look in her eyes and the smell on her breath, I would say no.
Boyfriend?
Husband?
No violent ex'es, no jealous coworkers, no stalkers that she's aware of.
Well, if this isn't about her, then it has about him, right?
Okay, somebody sees them leave the high school, follows them here.
Luke helps her inside, gets her settled, comes back out, there's a fight, that's when he's lifted.
Sounds about right.
What'd you get on the prints?
It's not hers.
It's not his, either.
Did you go to your high school reunion?
Nothing there for me.
You?
Never looked back.
Forensics report from Emily Blumenthal's car just came back.
The stains inside the car match Horton's blood type.
No match on the prints yet.
Any suspects?
Horton is a vice president at Hodges and Tripp in the high net worth area.
The firm was censured by the SEC two months ago, allegations of account churning.
I'm going to head over to the office, see what I can dig up.
Okay.
All right.
He never used any of his credit cards last night, but check this out.
One of the cards is in his name only, the bills are sent to his office, and it's not a corporate card, it's purely social.
Charges to restaurants, bars and hotels.
In town, midday.
Credit from the International Bank of Infidelity.
Looks that way.
And how long has it been going on?
He got the card a little over a year ago, based on charge patterns, it's been hot and heavy up until a couple of months ago.
It's cooled off since then.
Wife's pregnant.
Maybe he's got buyer's remorse.
Want me to talk to her?
And while you're there, find out why she didn't go to the reunion.
Okay, will do.
Agent Johnson?
My office, please.
I still haven't heard from the OPR about the Reyes shooting.
They were supposed to come back with a decision three days ago.
Apparently, there's still some questions surrounding the timeline of the shooting.
I have a feeling that they're going to want to polygraph you and Martin.
That's fine.
You understand that if you fail the polygraph you're going to lose your job.
Was there anything else?
No.
I'm going back to work.
So you and Luke organized the whole event?
Yeah, he was president, I was vice president.
Only ran for office back then for my college resume.
I didn't realize I'd be putting up balloons at some lame get-together ten years later.
Are you guys tight?
Yeah.
We were, in high school.
Then we went to college, he moved to Chicago for a few years.
Sort of drifted.
Look, I know some pretty funky stuff happens at these reunions.
You have a couple drinks, the old high school emotion comes back.
Was Luke flirting with anyone that he shouldn't have been flirting with?
Not that I saw.
Besides, Luke's not really that kind of guy.
Did he mention anything about his wife, Amy?
About his marriage?
Yeah, he seemed really happy.
All he talks about is having a son.
So no mention of infidelity.
No.
Not sure he'd tell me at this point, but that doesn't sound like Luke.
I think he really loves Amy.
Well, I was supposed to go to the reunion, but, um, I've been feeling so sick lately.
He insisted that I stay home.
All right.
Mrs.
Horton.
There's something that I'd like to discuss with Amy alone.
Would you mind giving us a minute?
No, no, it's okay.
Whatever it is, she can hear, too.
Did your husband ever have any reason to stay at the Madison Hotel?
Downtown?
No.
Why?
Well, apparently, he's stayed there quite a bit over the past year.
There must be some mistake.
Well...
he has a credit card in his name only, and in addition to the charges at the hotel, there's also charges to restaurants, bars...
An affair.
I'm sorry, but, uh, there's really not much of an explanation otherwise.
I know this is very difficult.
Do you have any idea who it might be?
No.
Just think about it for a minute.
It could be very important.
She says she doesn't know.
Mrs.
Horton, please.
Luke's boss, Alan Hodges, his wife Tina is very attractive.
A few weeks ago, we had them over for dinner.
And I, I saw them in the kitchen.
Am I interrupting something?
Oh, no.
Hey, no.
Not at all.
We're planning Alan's 40th birthday.
I booked the club for a big surprise party.
Oh.
You didn't tell me.
I'm just finding out about it tonight.
Well, whatever we can do to help.
Just keep it a secret.
Hey, hey, I thought the party was out there.
The party is wherever you are, darling.
Come dance with me.
Okay.
Amy, come on.
You're not, you're not jealous of Tina, are you?
She's, like, ten years older than me, and she's not having my baby.
So, even then, you thought that it was possible they were having an affair?
No.
I, I was just feeling insecure.
We haven't really been together since I got pregnant.
And I just thought it was because I got fat, but...
No, honey, that happens to a lot of couples.
Believe me, it doesn't mean anything.
And Luke would never do anything like that to you.
According to the information that we have here, your husband's birthday is eight months away.
Why are you planning so far in advance?
We belong to a very exclusive country club.
I had to book the date early.
What's the name of the club?
The Swan Club, in King's Point.
Why was it so important for you to have Luke's involvement this early?
I didn't want too many people from the firm there.
So I was asking Luke for advice on who I could afford to leave off the list.
That seems fair.
Thanks for coming in, Mrs.
Hodges.
I appreciate your cooperation.
One more question for you.
Where were you last night?
At home.
With your husband?
Yes.
All night.
So you're here to figure out if there's been any fraud or insider trading in the company.
Technically, I was assigned by Hodges and Tripp accounting firm to do an independent audit of all the clients' accounts.
But if I find anything suspicious, I do I have to report that to the SEC.
Anything turn up?
Mm, a few bookkeeping errors, a late trade or two, sloppy business practices, but no fraud so far.
And nothing at all on Luke Horton?
Clean as a whistle.
Although he didn't act that way when I interviewed him last week.
Maybe he was afraid you'd turn up something in his personal life.
I was investigating the firm.
The only way his personal life is interesting to me is if he brought it to work.
Miss Kasden, would you excuse us for a second?
There's a matter I need to discuss with Agent Spade.
Of course.
Excuse me.
Thank you so much.
I just got off the phone with my wife.
You questioned her at FBI headquarters?
Yes, we did.
Mrs.
Horton suggested to us that Luke and your wife might have been having an affair.
So we really had no choice but to follow up on that.
Well, that's not true.
You sure about that?
If Luke were going to screw around, which I highly doubt, I just don't think he'd be stupid enough to do it with the boss' wife.
Well, thank you for your opinion.
If you don't mind going back to your office, I'm going to finish up with Miss Kasden and I'll be with you in a few minutes.
What's your sense of Alan Hodges?
Well, he's jumpy.
But from everyone I talked to at the office, him and his wife are very happy together.
Well, you can never tell what's going on in a marriage.
Yeah, I know that, Jack.
All I'm saying is, there are no rumors floating around and certainly no overt hostility between him and Luke Horton.
What about the Madison Hotel?
Did they recognize Luke?
Only vaguely.
Well, what about the restaurants and bars from the credit card?
I've got Martin and Viv out pounding the pavement now.
FBI.
What can I do for you?
I'm looking for a guy named Luke Horton.
Do you recognize him?
Yeah, sure.
What'd he do?
He's missing.
Does he come in here a lot?
He used to.
Real party boy from what I recall.
The last year or so, not as much.
Luke come in here with anyone in particular?
Yeah, yeah, I think so.
Good looking guy.
I assumed it was his boyfriend.
This guy's a piece of work.
His wife's seven months pregnant, and he's-he's cruising gay bars?
And you're shocked?
Well, I think it sucks.
What sucks?
Fact that he's cheating on his wife, or the fact that he's gay?
The fact that he didn't figure out he was gay before he got married.
That's what sucks, Sam.
Well, obviously he's confused, but the last time I checked, that wasn't a crime.
Anyway, it doesn't matter what we think of him.
We still have to find him.
Anything on his finances?
Turns out he set up a for-benefit ov account eight days ago.
Who's the beneficiary?
Baby Horton, name to be determined.
Made his wife the custodian.
There's almost $200,000 in it.
Wait a minute.
His net worth was about 80 grand.
Where did he get the other buck-twenty from?
I don't know yet.
Maybe he embezzled it from his company or ran some shady stock scam.
You think that's enough to motivate someone to kidnap him or-or-or even kill him?
Also, where's the scorned wife?
Maybe when she found out, she hired someone to kill him.
She was conveniently sick the night of the reunion.
Or this could be something.
Rick Highland, Davenport class of '93.
He checked into the hotel yesterday at 1:00 P.M.
He checked out at 4:00 P.M.
He was supposed to be at the reunion.
Never showed up.
And?
And I checked with the hotel switchboard.
Luke called Highland three times yesterday.
Perhaps he's the boyfriend.
He's on the way here right now.
Any luck?
No one remembers him being with any one specific guy.
You?
No.
Jack spoke to me this morning about the OPR thing.
Yeah?
Apparently they're not convinced by our statements, and we may have to take polygraphs.
If it comes to that, we're finished.
Yep.
I think we need to talk to him.
Now you want to talk to Jack?
Don't you think it's a little late for that?
I don't know, but we don't have much choice now, do we?
You know, I wanted to tell the truth and take my lumps from the beginning, but the only reason we're in this mess is because you panicked.
Hey, the only reason we're in this mess is because you lost your cool and shot that scumbag.
Anyway...
I just think that one of us ought to talk to him.
That's all.
Rick Highland, Special Agent Danny Taylor.
It's good to meet you.
Whatever I can do to help.
Well, let's jump right in to it.
You were in Shelton on Friday afternoon, right?
That's right.
And you-you checked out of the hotel early and didn't go to your reunion.
Why?
I-I got called back to the city for a business meeting.
Were you and Luke close?
Hardly.
I hadn't spoken to him since high school.
See, it seemed like he was pretty...
anxious to see you.
That was his guilty conscience talking.
What do you mean?
He was an ass in high school.
Gave me a real hard time, for being gay.
He called me friday afternoon at the hotel, said he wanted to talk.
Hey.
Rick.
Hey.
Luke, this is my boyfriend Curtis.
Hey.
Nice to meet you.
I'm-I'm glad you guys could make it.
Yeah.
I, uh, I'll let you two catch up.
So, to what do I owe the honor?
This is kind of uncomfortable for me, but I'm sorry for being such a jerk in high school.
Everybody was screwed up in high school.
Yeah.
I'm sorry.
Well, thank you.
I appreciate that.
It's the least I could do.
Yeah, but most wouldn't.
So, other than that, how are you?
Oh, there's a question.
We chit-chatted for a bit, and then I got the call that I had to come back to the city.
How hard was it for you in high school, Rick?
Never got violent or anything, but a lot of the popular guys went out of their way to make me miserable.
Must've been pretty tough to get over.
Good thing about high school: You get to move on.
I'm sorry.
I just don't believe it.
We think that there is someone, in particular, a boyfriend.
When we met in Chicago, he...
he had tons of girlfriends.
I mean, it's not like I'm the only woman he's ever been with.
He likes women.
Mrs.
Horton, we know this is difficult.
Look, I...
I know you're just trying to do your job, but, a few charges on credit card don't prove anything to me.
He's my husband.
I've known him for five years.
You don't just suddenly become...
It's probably something he's been struggling with for a long time.
Luke is not gay.
Would you excuse me?
Mrs.
Horton.
We were going to talk to you separately.
I'm so sorry.
I know this must come as a shock.
Did you know?
I...
I caught him, once in high school with one of his friends.
He tried to talk to me about it.
I changed the subject, and he never brought it up again.
Nothing...
has been the same.
It's like, there's a wall between us.
I was glad when he got married.
Amy's so sweet and everything.
It was nice.
It seemed normal.
I just wanted everything to be normal.
Do you remember who the boy was?
Well, how could I forget?
It was Drew.
Drew Anderson.
Hey.
Sorry to make you wait.
No sweat.
What's going on?
These are some photographs of ex-cons in the Shelton area.
Take a look.
Hopefully you'll recognize someone.
More coffee?
Yeah, sure.
Maybe one of these prints from the cup will match one we found in the car.
Try the bottom left.
Drew Anderson, come on down.
I didn't do anything to him.
I swear to god.
If you didn't do anything to him, why were your bloody fingerprints smeared all over Emily Blumenthal's car?
Yeah, what happened?
A flicker of romance get out of control?
What the hell are you talking about?
You and Luke were going at it in high school, right?
You're crazy.
His mother saw you in the garage.
It's not the kind of story a mother makes up.
Where is he, Drew?
I don't know.
I swear to god, I don't know.
Then you'd better use your imagination and figure it out.
All the time we were working together on the reunion, I kept thinking maybe he was coming on to me.
When I saw him with Rick Highland at the hotel, I thought he must've...
been talking about coming out.
They weren't even friends.
I couldn't imagine what else they were talking about.
Then at the reunion, I guess I drank too much cause all I could think about was him telling everybody about us.
When he went to take Emily home, I confronted him in the parking lot.
Leaving already?
I'm just going to make sure Emily gets home.
Uh, I'll be right back.
I saw you today with Rick.
Yeah, so?
You told him about us, didn't you?
No, Drew.
And that was ten years ago.
It's not exactly the first thing on my mind.
You think I'm a faggot?
No, Drew.
We had some experiences.
You get married, you have a kid, you come here and you show off to everyone how happy you are when all you are is a liar.
You're a liar and a fake.
Who were you with the rest of the night?
I hung out with Mark Wallis and some of the baseball guys.
Drank till, like, four in the hotel bar, then went up for the rest of the night.
Alone?
Yes, alone.
I didn't even find out Luke was missing until the following morning.
Drew, don't you think it would've been a good idea if you told me this the first time we spoke?
I just couldn't.
You get anything out of Anderson?
Well, he claims he popped Luke in the parking lot.
Didn't see him after that.
What about his alibi?
We're on it.
Is there something on your mind?
I-I got to come clean with you about what really happened in the Reyes case.
Sit down.
Reyes got shot because I was out of control.
Vivian was watching him in a room while I searched the drop house and that's when I found that little girl with her ear cut off.
She was bleeding all over the place.
I guess I just started to think about those little kids that that guy had tortured.
That's when I lost it.
I went back into the room, and I hit the guy and then I, um I threatened him.
That's when he pulled the knife.
I had to shoot him.
So, Vivian gives me the PG version, and you go along with it?
She was only trying to protect me.
You have to know that.
But I...
I shouldn't have ever let it get this far, and I'm sorry.
Sorry doesn't cut it, Martin.
Why the hell didn't you come to me when this first went down?
I don't know.
I don't know, but we should have.
Yeah, you should've!
Look, I just want you to know that I'm willing to take all the heat because I'm the one who put Vivian in this situation.
You know, it's not that simple.
If I go to the OPR with what you just told me, you are both out on your asses.
So what are you going to do?
I have no idea.
Get the hell out of my office.
Hey, listen to this.
The extra money that Luke Horton put into that for-benefit ov account came from an offshore investment house controlled by Hodges and Tripp.
Alan Hodges signed the authorization.
Hmm.
Blackmail.
Mm-mm.
From how jumpy Hodges was yesterday, I'm thinking he might be our mystery boyfriend.
Hey.
Is this the guy?
Yeah, that's him.
Wow, you figured it out.
So Amy Horton was only half right.
She thought Luke was sleeping with your wife, and it turns out it was you, huh?
Yeah, how 'bout that.
How long have you been seeing each other?
Approximately one year.
Tell us about it.
Well, we met at work, obviously.
Initially, we socialized as couples with our wives, and then one night, we went out for drinks just the two of us, and that was that.
Does your wife know?
No.
That's why it was safe.
Luke and I both had a lot to lose.
We just never figured on falling in love.
At least I didn't.
We did some investigating into his finances.
Yours, too.
We know you wired him a large sum of money.
Yes, that was a loan.
For what?
For his son.
Hey, Luke, what are you doing here?
Hey.
Hey.
What's going on?
I can't do this anymore, Alan.
I'm sorry.
What are you talking about?
Amy and I went to the OB today for a, for an ultrasound.
He was, um, he was sucking his thumb, he was playing, and I realized he's a real person.
I mean, I-I always knew that, but for the first time, I felt it.
Now I-I'm going to be a father; he-he's going to grow up.
He's going to ask me, "who are you?
W-what are you?"
What am I going to do, lie to him?
For how long?
Look, it's okay.
We don't have to make any decisions.
Alan, it's not right.
You-you're lying to Tina.
I'm lying to Amy.
Your kids, my son.
When does it end?
I know that it's complicated, but I love you.
I love you, too.
But I can't do it.
Not like this.
The next day he told me that he was going to wait till the baby was born and then come clean with Amy.
He was setting up the account because he felt that she wouldn't want to have anything to do with him once he had told her the truth.
Why in the world would you, uh, loan him such a huge amount of money?
Because I loved him.
Hello?
You know we're going to have to tell your wife about this, don't you?
I'm aware of that.
Thanks.
Sorry.
Uh, just to confirm, you did not speak to him the day he disappeared, correct?
That's correct.
Thank you.
I'm starting to feel bad for this guy.
Don't, listen to me.
That call?
The phone records indicate that a call came to his apartment at 1:00 A.M.
the night of Luke's disappearance from a rinky-dink motel outside of Shelton.
Whoever checked in never checked out.
FBI!
Clear.
Danny, I think we've got a suicide note.
I've lived with this so long, Amy.
You deserve to know how I really feel.
To know that I loved you as much as I could, in the ways that I could.
I got the local police checking the woods just in case he went out there.
Okay.
So, I faxed this to the office.
It's definitely Luke's handwriting.
Listen to this, all right?
It's to his wife, okay? "
I can't lie to you anymore.
All you did was love me.
You deserve the truth, but I was too scared to ever give it to you.
But now you will know, and now our son will know.
I want so much to make this up to you.
I don't know how, but I swear, I'll find a way.
Danny, this isn't a suicide note.
He's trying to figure out how to tell his wife he's gay and my guess is he wanted to tell her that night, not wait anymore.
Because of the reunion.
Right.
The whole night he's pretending to be someone he's not.
Right?
Guy from high school beats him up, calls him a liar.
He can't take it anymore.
So he calls Alan for support.
And Alan freaks out because he wants keep Luke in the closet.
That loan was hush money.
But Luke changes his mind.
And I'll bet you anything he told Alan that on the phone.
Uh-huh.
All right, thank you.
I, uh, called Shelton PD.
The night of the disappearance, a state trooper found Alan Hodges car by the side of the road.
He called in to have it towed, but when the tow truck got there, Hodges car was already gone.
What time was this?
Around 3:00 am.
That lines up with the phone call to his house.
Yeah.
I'll have Danny and Sam check it out.
Where's Vivian?
I think she's in the file room.
Martin told me everything.
Jack, I'm sorry.
I don't expect much from him because he's green, but I expect you to know your job.
When he turns to you in a tough situation, this is the mess that you put him in?
Jack, you talk as if I've never covered for you.
I screwed up, okay?
That is not an explanation.
Well, it's all that I got.
It's not good enough.
Why?
Because I'm you're friend and I deserve more.
How about in those few seconds in the drop house, I saw my entire future at the bureau flash before my eyes, and I chose to protect my future.
What the hell are you talking about?
I don't believe that.
So what did you want to hear?
That I was protecting Martin?
That I was weak?
That I panicked?
Yeah, I'm sure you do want to hear that.
Because you like to think of me as some kind of Mother Teresa around here.
You all do.
But I'm not.
Jack, I am really sorry that I lied to you, but I screwed up like anyone else.
And that has got to cover it.
The report came in from the OPR review.
You and Martin have both been cleared.
I like working with you.
Don't you ever lie to me again.
Copy that.
They found a body down there.
We found Luke.
He's dead.
He's...
What happened?
Your car was ID'd at the scene of the crime.
Why don't you tell us what happened?
He called me that night from the motel.
He said that he was going to tell Tina, he was going to tell everyone at work, and I, I-I just couldn't have that.
So what did you do?
Well, I went out there to talk him out of it.
We got back in my car, headed into the city.
He said he wanted to pull over to the side of the road 'cause he wasn't feeling well.
So he got out of the car, you know.
I don't know what came over me, but I just...
I pushed him over the edge.
Just like that?
Yeah.
Just like that.
Well, that was easy.
There's an understatement.
As you know, we're still interviewing your husband.
But I thought when you called me down here, you were ready to release him.
Luke Horton's dead, and your husband has confessed to murdering him.
What?
Why would he kill Luke?
Apparently they were having a relationship and Luke threatened to go public with it.
Alan isn't gay.
I believe you know he is and have known for a long time.
No.
I checked with your club.
You did make a reservation for Alan's 40th birthday, but it was a week after your conversation in Amy's kitchen.
You lied to Amy and you lied to me.
I can understand why you did it.
I can even understand why you're willing to sell your husband out.
Can't say that I blame you.
But I don't know how you're going to live with it, or how you're going to tell your kids.
But I guess if you've been lying to yourself for so long, one more lie doesn't matter, right?
It's not what you think.
What do I think?
I love Alan.
I always have loved him.
That's what I was trying to tell Luke in his kitchen that night.
Please, Luke.
Don't do this to us.
I love him.
Tina.
I can't face losing him.
Am I interrupting something?
Do you want to tell me about Friday night?
Luke called the house.
It was late.
Alan was asleep, but I was up.
Hey, Tina, it's, uh, it's Luke.
I need to, I need to speak with Alan.
Why?
What's going on?
Please, I just need to speak with Alan.
He's in Baltimore.
Something about the Geller account.
It came up at the end of the day.
Oh, god.
Do you know where he's staying?
No.
What's the matter, Luke?
I can't live like this another minute.
I-I, I need to - I need to tell Amy.
I need to make things right.
Where are you?
I just wanted to talk to him.
I thought he was going to tell everybody about him and Alan.
So, I snuck out of the house and went to pick him up.
The whole time we were driving back, all he could talk about was how he had to come out and stop lying.
So, that's when you decided to eliminate him from the picture?
No, it didn't happen like that.
I didn't know what I was going to do.
The thought of losing my family, my husband, my life.
It was making me feel sick.
So, I pulled over to the side of the road.
I'm sorry, Tina.
Don't touch me!
I'm sorry.
I know how much this is hurting you.
Leave me alone, Luke!
I got in my car and I drove home.
Alan was still asleep, when I got in bed next to him.
When did you tell your husband?
After you brought me in yesterday.
I was going to confess then, but he told me not to.
Why didn't you let your husband handle it?
Why did you go that night?
Because I was afraid my husband would never come back home.
As I look out at all of you now, all the familiar faces, I remember who we were.
High school may not have been the easiest time, but through all those difficulties, we had our dreams.
And look at us now.
We're out there in the world, growing, changing, making those dreams come true.
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