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Wh-whoa!
Whoa, sorry about that. Oh, my God.
Whoa.
Whoa, man, what are you doing?
Hey, hey, hey!
Hey! Get off of him!
- No. - Hey, come on, guy.
I didn't have to tell you about her,
but I came clean because that's the only way through this.
We have to be honest with each other,
even about the hard stuff.
The hard stuff is you having feelings for somebody else.
Let's talk about that.
I didn't mean for it to happen.
I work with her every day.
We have lunch together.
I tell her about the errands I have to run,
how... how the kids run me ragged,
the mundane details that make a life.
A life we share. You should have been
talking to me about this stuff.
When you're around, sure.
We're good together.
I mean, when we are together,
it's good.
I agree.
But how are we gonna get through this?
I don't know.
One second. One sec. Sorry.
This is exactly what I mean.
She's the one who convinced me to try therapy
after her boss recommended you.
I can never get her to stay present.
I understand.
Just try to be patient, and we will work on that.
I'm sorry, I have to go.
Sheryll, we're in the middle of something important...
There is an active shooter at Tobin University.
What am I supposed to do?
You're not the only agent they can call.
I have to go, Char.
My team needs me, all right?
I thought we were a team.
I'm sorry.
The guy who confronted the shooter was an off-duty cop.
What about the other victim?
Bouncer named Casper Jones,
senior, worked here for two years.
Witnesses said the shooter ran outside,
went onto campus.
We got a kid with a gun
running loose on a campus of 10,000 students.
No wonder they asked for our help.
There is footage of the shooting, but it was grainy.
The shooter is a Black male wearing a yellow Tobin hoodie.
Could be a troubled student, that's why he ran on campus.
Maybe, but so far, none of the kids recognize him.
We're getting slammed with reports of gunshots
on opposite sides of the campus...
science building, student union, the athletic center.
Parents are also calling.
They're getting texts from their kids in lockdown.
Some are saying they heard gunshots at a freshman dorm.
Yeah, it's common for people to panic
about multiple shooters, but it's more than likely
a sole perpetrator.
Until it's not, like Columbine.
Keep trying to ID the gunman.
We're halfway through clearing the science building.
ESU's prepping to breach the student union.
We're sending officers into the dorms now.
Barnes, with me.
Ray, Nina, take the dorm. Let's roll.
I think we should get inside.
We're sitting ducks.
It's a dorm.
You need an undergrad ID to swipe in.
My ID won't work.
I texted Mom earlier.
I love you.
I won't let anything happen to you.
I was studying abroad in Cairo
when the 2020 protests happened.
It was insane, and my parents were freaking out,
but this is the most scared I've ever been.
Look, the cops are coming.
- We're gonna be okay, honey. - Okay.
- Let's go. - All right.
Come on. - Let's go.
Don't.
No, please, please, please.
Help! He's over here!
Oh, my... oh, my God!
No, no, no, no, no, no.
Please, no, no. - I don't want to hurt you.
- Man down. - Yeah, see him.
Whoa. Hey.
Okay, he's still breathing.
Guys, we need a medic outside of Newbury Dorm.
We have a male with a gunshot wound.
Are either of you hurt?
- No. - He went that way.
All right, look, these guys will take care of you.
All right? Come on.
Remy, we're in pursuit.
Heading east on campus.
Any sign of a second shooter?
No. Hey, look.
He could have ditched it knowing that they got
a good look at him. - Call it in.
We gotta keep moving. I'll go this way.
FBI.
Keep your hands in the air.
Go search him. - On it.
You seen the shooter or heard anything?
I don't know, we got a text alert to stay put,
but then we got another text saying to evacuate.
Okay. Stay here and lay low.
You watch him. - Roger.
All right, everybody out!
Out, out, out! Move, move, move, move!
Line up. Line up.
Search 'em.
The police are breaking down the locked classrooms
to help evacuate the building.
Did any of you see the shooter?
All right, bring them to safety.
Got an active shooter!
Everybody shelter in place until you hear otherwise!
Move! Go!
Go!
What are you doing?
Look, this area should have been locked down, right?
Nobody in or out.
Nina, you got anything?
No, nothing.
Look, there's nothing here.
He could be anywhere.
- What's the latest? - Campus is secure.
They set up a reunification center
for the students and their families.
Hana's got something, though.
Yeah, so the Wolf Den was packed.
It was happy hour. But with tags
and geolocation sharing from social media
and the Delta Zeta Nu's Jagerbomb Challenge,
I was able to get a clear shot of our shooter.
Manny Hayesman, 23 years old.
His last-known is in East Hartford, Connecticut,
where he lives with his dad.
Weirdly, I've actually heard of this guy.
- How come? - So my half brother George
wouldn't shut up when he got signed for the NBL in Australia
for playing for one of his favorite teams.
He's a basketball player?
Yeah, he played for one of the only
New Zealand teams in the league.
Okay, so how does this guy go
from shooting hoops in New Zealand
to shooting up a school in Queens?
I don't know. He's not listed
as a student at Tobin, but he does have a prior,
a misdemeanor drug possession
two months ago in East Hartford.
Okay, I just spoke to Campus PD.
They said that the Wolf Den is a known hangout
where students go to buy drugs.
I take it we're not talking speed and Adderall.
More like Molly, ecstasy, coke.
Okay, so maybe this is a drug deal gone wrong.
So not a school shooting,
something that spiraled out of control.
Which tracks. The waitress I spoke to said
that Manny didn't start firing until after
the off-duty cop charged at him.
All right, let's split up.
You two take East Hartford PD,
find out what they know about this guy.
Hana and I will go see Manny's dad.
Get a BOLO out on this dude.
Make sure the public knows not to approach.
He's armed and extremely dangerous.
Obviously not afraid to shoot at cops
and innocent bystanders.
I hope you don't mind. I need this for my nerves.
Not at all.
Did you know Manny had a gun?
No, I didn't.
And I don't know where he'd get one, either.
What about his friends?
He doesn't have any,
at least that I know about.
Manny doesn't keep much in his bedroom.
He hardly comes around these days,
only to grab some clothes or raid the fridge.
Who's he hanging out with these days?
I wish I knew.
I wish a lot of things.
Manny had his eyes set on the NBA,
hundred-million-dollar contract,
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