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Hey, kids!

Do you know what time it is?

What time is it?

What time is it?

-It's time to say, "Ooh-wee!" -Aubrey?

Aubrey, honey?

Hooray!

Aubrey?

Aubrey?

Aubrey!

Aubrey!

Aubrey!

Sierra?

Hi. Colter Shaw.

Thank you for coming.

You helped my friend Liz. She gave me your number.

I-I didn't know what else to do.

You can get me up to speed.

Yeah. Okay.

My daughter, Aubrey, went missing last year.

December 10th.

I woke up and she was just gone.

There was blood on the ground, no answer, no body, nothing.

I had a look at the case.

Well, then you know.

I don't judge.

Thank you for that.

That was taken a week before she went missing.

She wore that dress everywhere.

She wouldn't even let me wash it.

You wanna show me what you found?

Yeah.

I took the trash out yesterday morning and...

and it was just there.

You were lead suspect at the time?

That's why, when I found it, I called you before the police.

Look, they think I did something to Aubrey and tried to hide it.

And I had no way to prove my innocence.

The police report said that you had been drinking pretty heavily

the night she disappeared.

Yeah.

Yeah, I was drunk and passed out on the couch that night.

Blood on the ground?

The police tested it. It was Aubrey's.

Okay. Any idea how it got there?

I broke a bottle.

She must have cut herself on the glass. I... I don't know.

I-I've been over that night a thousand times and...

And it's all just a blank.

Like a lot of my nights were back then.

Police have their theories?

A lot.

Look, I know I should burn in hell for how selfish I was,

but, I swear to God, I've changed.

I'm ten months sober now.

That's good.

And no mention of the father on the police report?

That's right.

He died of an overdose before Aubrey was born.

Who do you think might have put the dress there?

I don't know.

Any other suspects?

The police looked at everything.

They talked to everyone I knew.

They found nothing.

And they let the whole town think I had something to do with it.

If they had any evidence, they would have charged you.

Look, whoever put that dress up there might know where Aubrey is.

A year's a long time.

I know what the odds are.

But I've tried everything to find her. I've... I've even gone to a psychic once.

I can't give up.

I have to believe that she's still out there somewhere.

You know?

Will you help me find her?

I'll help you.

We have to call the police. We have to tell them what you found.

It'll be much worse if this comes out later.

I know.

So, I'll call them. Tell them the truth.

They're gonna turn your house into a crime scene.

You'll be arrested for the murder of your daughter.

They won't charge you right away. They'll question you.

It'll give me time to find out who put the dress here.

Okay. If that's what we have to do.

I'm gonna help you through this, okay? I'll do everything I can.

-Hey there. -Hey.

Tyson West, lead detective on the case.

-You're the one who, uh, called this in? -Colter Shaw.

And what's your connection to Sierra?

She hired me to find her daughter.

Some lawyer put you up to this?

No. No. She found the dress.

She thinks there might be somebody out there

that knows something about her daughter's whereabouts.

"Whereabouts."

It's more likely than not you're gonna find a body.

Well, let's hope not.

Yeah. Okay, and she hired you to look into it?

Right, with the understanding that there would be a police investigation.

Well...

This is Arthur Poness, the original detective on Aubrey's case.

- Hi. - Nice to meet you.

Detective West brought me in to consult on this one.

- Retired, but this was my case. - Mm-hmm.

- Terrible thing. - Mm-hmm.

Sierra told me about the investigation.

Funny how this dress just appears now after all this time.

Neighbors across the street haven't seen anyone here except Sierra.

Well, if you're suggesting that it's her, I... I don't think so.

Doesn't make any sense.

People do strange things when they're living with guilt.

I've known Sierra since high school.

She's always loved attention and got a lot of it

when Aubrey first went missing, but now it's drying up.

Hmm...

You questioned her during the original investigation?

No other suspects.

No other suspects?

You got any fingerprints back here, anything at all

linking her to the dress?

Nothing so far.

Look, I don't want to believe a mother would kill her daughter either.

But it is what it is.

Well, maybe it's not that simple.

Yeah, okay.

Well, Mr. Shaw, we appreciate you calling this in,

but we have a suspect we need to question.

All right, I'm headed back to the station.

Don't let Tyson rub you the wrong way. He's young.

He'll learn that it doesn't matter who helps get you to the truth,

as long as you get there.

Oh, I get it.

Walk you through what I'm seeing?

Suppose I could hear you out.

Okay.

A smudge right here. Somebody jumped the fence.

Could be anytime.

Look at this.

Okay, bike tracks. Again, not uncommon.

Tracks are fresh though, aren't they?

It's like he came in from here, laid the bike down

and then kicked themselves over the fence, right?

You're thinking whoever was on that bike is the one that planted the dress?

Could be.

All right, I'll give West a call.

It's his show. Don't want to step on toes.

-Know what I mean? -Yeah, got it.

What's happening, Colter?

- Hey, need a favor. - Of course.

Always ready to punch in the clock for you. What's up?

I'm trying to find out who was in the alley

behind Sierra's house the night before last.

I got bike tracks coming in.

Looks like the bike was laid down and then rolled back out.

Staring at a security camera across the street. Can you access it?

One sec.

All right, I got your location.

See the security camera. Let me sync you up.

- All right. - - Scanning through the footage.

Wait, wait. Ho... Go back.

Right there.

What the... Is that a kid?

Looks like it.

Is this, like, some kind of sick prank or some--

Yo, what ever happened to, like, ding dong ditch?

He knows something.

I can't get an ID with that hoodie on. He's keeping his head down.

There's a logo on it. Can you figure out what it is?

Yeah.

"Captain Calabash"?

It's a restaurant. Here, I'm sending you the address now.

Thanks, Randy. I'm on my way there now.

-Tyson. -Detective West.

Where were you last night?

I was at an AA meeting, came home and went to bed.

You're wasting your time investigating me.

Well, I have to establish a timeline.

Of what? Hmm?

Me putting that dress out there and turning myself in?

Why would I do that?

I don't know. Maybe you had an attack of conscience.

I've seen it before in other cases.

You should be out there trying to find my daughter.

You recognize this?

Why do you have my personal stuff?

Just answer the question.

It's my workbook for The Twelve Steps. It's part of my recovery.

Yeah, well, here's the part that caught my eye.

You wrote, "On nights like these, I can finally admit to myself

it was my selfish actions that killed Aubrey."

You want to tell me what that means? Because it sure sounds like a confession.

That journal's private.

It's part of the program, reflecting on responsibility.

Mm-hmm. And I see that.

I didn't murder my daughter.

No, you just killed her, like you wrote.

I was a bad mom, okay? That's... That's no secret.

-No. -And I'm trying to own that.

And every day, I live with the guilt of knowing that