FBI: Most Wanted

- Hey, hey, buddy. - My battery died, man.

You think you can give me a jump?

- I don't have any cables. - Oh, I do.

- Yeah, whatever. - Thank you.

Thank you, man.

If you just wanna pop your hood.

I'll grab my cables.

- Ah! - Ow, ah!

Nighty night.

Where... where am I?

- What's going on? - Shh, shh, shh.

Hey, hey, hey.

Now, we don't want anybody to hear, right?

I mean, this is our little secret.

Who are you?

Ah, you'll have plenty of time to remember

while we play our game. Highway 66 is a mile south.

I'm gonna give you a three-minute head start.

Today is the day.

You're not the predator anymore.

You're the prey.

That's 2 minutes, 56 seconds.

You're wasting time.

- Help! - Anyone!

Someone help!

Just getting your attention.

- Please don't kill me! - I'll do whatever you want!

- Well, I want you to run. - I want you to be scared.

I want you to know there's no escape.

- Hey! - Did you just shoot my Jeep?

Oh, God.

- Under, nice. - Finish.

Finish strong, come on.

Come on, finish strong. Come on, come on!

Ah! Ah!

- How you feel? - Amazing.

I am tired, like, really tired.

If I sat down, I don't think

I'd be able to stand back up, but amazing.

- You know what? - You got good technique though.

- Oh, thanks. - You're just being nice.

I can't believe you get the train down here

from Washington Heights every morning.

I like this gym.

It reminds me of the one I used to train at in LA.

Oh.

I must have walked past here, like, 100 times,

and I never noticed it.

The old Hana walked past here,

not the New Hana.

You know, I was thinking pasta tonight.

Puttanesca sauce, a side of Caesar.

- You're cooking again? - Is that a bad thing?

Oh, hell no.

I mean, Crosby was my roommate for a year,

and he cooked maybe once.

I'm glad you moved in.

- Me too. - You know what?

Let's stop by the store

and get some fresh bread on the way home.

Oh, groceries gonna have to wait.

Yep.

Found the bodies two hours ago.

Didn't want to move 'em till you got here.

Victim in the tree line is Jamie Scott, local hunter,

owner of this Jeep. Shot once in the back.

The victim over here is a different story.

Hope you've had your coffee already.

Decapitated.

- Have you found the head? - Not yet.

Wallet was still on the body.

The name is John Clemons. Address here is in Pittsburgh.

Any shell casings?

Uh, four in total off of a .308.

The Jeep was hit twice. Jamie was hit once.

Not sure where the fourth one went.

I hate to say it,

but it could be in this guy's missing head.

One-shot through the trees at a moving target.

Our unsub's a marksman.

Yeah, but Clemons was the intended target.

He took the time to cut off his head and take it with him,

maybe as some kind of trophy.

Hunter had the bad luck of walking up on it.

Wrong place. Wrong time.

It's a damn shame.

Jamie was a good man. He didn't deserve this.

The hunter had a GoPro

attached to the brim of his hat.

The batteries are dead, but I'll be able

to pull footage and maybe see what happened.

Okay, good.

Okay, I got something.

John Clemons is a registered sex offender.

Ten years ago, he was convicted of molesting

a 12-year-old boy named Chris Preston.

He went to prison and got out six months ago

and went home to Pittsburgh.

Chris Preston's last known and current address

are also in Pittsburgh.

Sounds like a hell of a motive.

All right, Hana and Barnes, head to the MCC

and start digging in.

The rest of us will go see Chris Preston.

How did you meet John?

He was transferred to our troop

when I was 11 to become scoutmaster.

Troop 88212.

He seemed nice at first,

helped me build a compass, and, um...

then on a camping trip once...

Look, he was a sick pervert, okay?

And he got what he deserved.

Considering the nature of the crime

and what he did to you...

You think that I killed him?

I think whoever did had a deeply personal reason to.

Did you know John had gotten out of prison?

Yeah, I knew.

I'm not gonna lie to you, okay?

I thought about it... a lot.

But I didn't do it.

Besides, I was working here last night till closing.

My boss can confirm it.

- Okay. - We'll talk to her.

Two days ago, I, uh...

I got this letter from a lawyer.

It's about the class-action lawsuit against the Boy Scouts.

"Law Offices of Nedra Lewis."

Skip to the last paragraph.

She says with a special case like mine

that I could get up to $15,000.

What, for everything that happened to you?

Look, you tell me what's worse, okay,

being told that your trauma doesn't matter,

or that it's only worth 15K?

Do you know of any other kids

who might have been abused by John?

It wasn't a secret.

The older kids in the troop,

they used to call his tent the bear cave.

Like, somewhere it wasn't safe to be.

Everyone knew.

Everyone except me, I guess.

Hey, boss.

Hana has the footage ready from the hunter's GoPro camera.

- Hey! - Did you just shoot my Jeep?

Oh, God.

Ah!

Freeze it there.

Yeah, I see it.

He has some kind of scarring on his hand.

Okay, I'll do a screen grab and add it

to the description of our unsub.

- Anything new on Clemons? - Yeah.

I found out he was a troop leader

in the Boy Scouts.

Scoutmaster for Troop 88212, which Chris Preston was in.

Okay, not just that one.

He was in charge of two others before that.

That's a lot of other kids he'd have been in contact with.

Keep digging.

Oh, there's a lawyer suing the Boy Scouts.

We're gonna see what she knows.

Tuesday's no good.

No, I have the Sanctuary Choir event that night.

Oh, that could work. I'll have to check with Dan.

I got to go. Okay.

I'll see you at devotional in the morning...

It seems to be a pattern.

That's what's so depressing.

The men targeting these boys were often reassigned

when claims of abuse were made against them.

So what, they just shuffled abusers

around like the Catholic Church?

Yeah, that's the allegation we're making.

And did the church here know about Clemons?

Oh, according to the evidence I've seen, absolutely.

There's no telling how many more kids

he would have had access to

if not for Chris Preston's bravery

in going to the police with his story.

Have any more of Clemons' victims come forward?

A few.

We sent a mailer to all the former members

we could find he had interactions with.

Hopefully, more will join in.

So... so they come forward,

and they expose their trauma to the world,

and they get $15,000 or less in return?

I can see why they might not take you up on that.

Is the amount anywhere close to appropriate?

Of course not.

It doesn't begin to represent the pain

these kids have been through, but it is an acknowledgment

that what happened to them was real,

and it wasn't their fault.

Hopefully, that is a step in the direction of healing.

Well, I'd like to see that mailing list please.

Oh, fair warning, there are over 450 names