Invisible Mom

Previously on "Eye Candy"...

It is not your fault, what happened to Ben.

If any of the creeps that I dated killed Ben, I'm going to find out.

Eye Candy? The name's Reese.

Jake, this is my room mate Sophia.

I'm working with the Cyber Crimes Unit to catch the killer.

I have no idea what she'll do from one moment to the next.

She's completely unreliable.

How did you know where I live?

Well, maybe I could, cook you dinner?

Who just shows up with groceries?

Is there a serial killer in my house right now?

Where's Reese?

Disappeared.

Reese isn't the killer.

- What do you want? - He's his latest victim.

Reese Hennessey? It's the NYPD.

What the hell is this?

Tommy?

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What do you think?

I don't know.

What am I supposed to think?

Pulling out someone's teeth sure isn't a great character trait.

He feels powerful, arrogant,

but sometimes it's not about power.

Sometimes it's about the desire to be understood.

By who... me?

Look, Reese gave me the creeps.

He did, but he doesn't deserve to die this way.

It's my fault.

No, it isn't.

He targeted Reese and now he's bragging about it

because of me.

That was the crime scene tech.

The teeth we found aren't Reese's.

They belong to a woman.

So Reese could still be alive?

Yes.

We need to find him. Time is running out.

Lindy, the NYPD is out, looking for any sign of him right now.

A sign? What kind of sign?

Find out who those teeth belong to now.

Got it.

New York's got a big database of open homicides,

but a victim with all her teeth pulled is

what you call a very distinct search criteria.

There are so many of them.

We got a match.

Jane Doe... missing teeth, couldn't ID her.

Body was sent to Hart Island.

- Hart Island? - New York's Potter's field.

It's where all unclaimed bodies are sent.

Here's her autopsy report now.

I know her.

It's Julia Becker.

Julia's mother contacted me because she said the police

weren't doing anything to find her after she reported it.

Then why is there no missing persons report on file?

They're out there, waiting to be seduced...

billions of thirsty minds,

craving hydration, aching for you to give it to them.

That's an extraordinary power, a delicious responsibility.

Now, when I look at our recent page view numbers,

I just feel so disheartened.

"Nine Pet Vines that Will Blow Your Mind."

Which of you wrote that post?

Did it blow your mind, writing that story?

What's gonna make it impossible

for me not to click on it?

At the time, I thought it was fun.

It's predictable. We can't afford to do that here. Give me more.

- Do you mean, like, right now? - Well, if that's all you've got,

I wouldn't be too optimistic about your future here at Reconnoiter.

I'm working on something. I promise.

Let's hope so. Only promise what you can deliver.

- Look, this isn't gonna be easy. - I know.

You sure about that?

Susan? Hi, I'm Lindy Sampson. I run the Never Forgotten Group website.

We spoke about your daughter Julia.

Yes, of course. Come in.

Is there new information?

Ms. Becker, I'm detective Calligan with the NYPD.

When was the last time you heard from your daughter?

I told the police when I filled out the report. Not for weeks.

You did fill out a report?

Yes, of course. I thought that's why you were here.

Will one of you please tell me what's going on?

Ms. Becker, I'm so sorry.

No.

Thought you'd like a snack. It's a croissant.

It's French for doughnut.

Thanks. That's American for "thanks."

Anytime, detective.

Look at you. If only we could meet properly.

I have so much I want to show you, so much to say. Would you listen?

Would you care?

It's time to know who you are, Lindy.

Decide if I've found the one.

Sophia?

You're home! So, how do you feel about protective detail?

I mean, I'm sure he's got great abs, but do great abs save lives?

Please don't sleep with him.

Sleeping was the last thing on my mind.

You said, no more cops.

You have a good point, seeing as he might be the only thing

standing between us and tueur en série.

Serial killer?

It's easier for me to emotionally

process when we don't use such crude words.

So, I was thinking, how about we just jump on a plane and be there?

- You know, get out of town. - Sophia.

I know... I'm supposed to feel better

because the NYPD is protecting us, but...

Sophia.

All I'm asking is, we have a plan, right?

The NYPD is on it,

the cyber crimes unit is on it, and I'm on it. We're gonna catch him.

And until then, we keep living our lives.

We're not not having a life because of this freak.

Okay. Okay. Tomorrow, you and I... just the two of us... fat Friday.

Come on, it's been forever.

You can grab the Peking duck world and kung pao from Floyd's,

and I will get the bacon maple ice cream from Industria.

That actually sounds really good.

Damn right it does.

- Any updates on Reese? - No.

What have we got?

The photograph and envelope came back clean. No fingerprints.

The only parts he kept from Lindy's

original photo are Lindy and Sara's faces,

and once we remove those,

we're left with pieces of four other separate photographs.

These look like pieces of crime scene photos.

Search our database of open homicides.

But the faces are Sara's and mine.

Traditional photo recognition won't work.

But there's another program that uses a special algorithm

to extrapolate the pixels in each part of a photograph. It could work.

Try it.

- May I have a word? - Yeah.

Why did you choose this picture for the home page of your computer?

It's the last one taken of us together.

Was there anything significant about that day?

Not exactly.

Lindy, whatever he wants to tell you

by sending you this picture could help us find Reese.

In the original picture, your sister's wearing a bracelet,

but in the replica, she's not.

Why?

- I didn't think anyone noticed. - I did.

It was... it was Sara's birthday.

I mean, once before she disappeared.

I gave it to her as a present, and she loved it.

Things had been rough after my mom died

and it was nice to see her smile again.

A few days later, she lost it.

I got really angry and I yelled at her and I don't...

I don't really understand why.

But, I left for college and we didn't talk until after that.

It was... it was never the same.

- Who else knows this story? - No one.

Maybe my dad.

Have you told him about any of this?

We're not close.

I want you to know that if you were my child,

I'd tell you to leave the state.

Well, I'm not your child.

True.

But, Lindy, we know he's killed four people, maybe more.

I asked you to consult on this case, but I...

No, no, no... he picked me. I don't get to pick to leave.

Not until we catch him.

All right. But I want you to stay away from Jake Bolin.

I haven't heard from him since our date.

Keep it that way. Now that Reese has

been kidnapped, Jake's still a suspect.

But he hasn't done anything suspicious.

I mean, the spyware on his phone has tracked his every move,

and we've been tailing him 24/7.

That's why I still like him for this.

Whoever this killer is knows we're watching.

There must be something else we can do to find Reese.

Very capable detectives from missing persons are out, looking for him.

We're doing all we can.

It worked.

Three of the four component parts in Lenny's photograph

match with an open homicide.

Take a look.

You didn't find a match for the background?

No.

It's not an accident that he changed the background.

None of this is an accident.

Tell us about the victims.

Michael Kelly. The homicide is listed as a mob execution.

He was shot, fingers cut off.

Miranda McKenna was strangled.

Breasts were removed. Her boyfriend had a history of abuse.

Homicide has also got a case against him.

And Anthony Morgan... stabbing.