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In the criminal justice system,
sexually based offenses
are considered especially heinous.
In New York City, the dedicated detectives
who investigate these vicious felonies
are members of an elite squad
known as the Special Victims Unit.
These are their stories.
Ava forgot her snack, so I gave her one of my apples.
That's very nice. A gentleman always shares.
- Mommy! - Hey, sweet boy.
Oh, how was school?
- Great. - Good.
Thank you. Thank you for picking him up.
Thank you. I love my time with Noah.
You're staying for dinner, I hope.
Oh, gosh, no, thank you.
I'm having some plants delivered.
I know it's just a furnished Airbnb, but I need a little green.
You know that you're welcome any time.
Thank you.
- Right, Noah? - Yeah.
Good. Okay, honey, say good-bye.
- Bye, Grandma Sheila. - Bye, little man.
Thank you.
So, Noah, huh?
Looks like you're having fun with Grandma Sheila.
- Yeah, she's nice. - Yeah.
I wish I got to meet Ellie.
Sorry, honey, what did you say?
What did Grandma Sheila say?
She said that Ellie loved me so much.
It's called Pink Ice.
Um, are you sure? I don't see it.
We have to get out of KC.
Oh, it's called Blue Glacier.
You were close.
Thank you, Katy.
- Hey, gorgeous. - Hi, were you waiting long?
- I'm sorry. - Nah, it's fine.
I got here early.
- How was Argentina? - Wow, close,
I think you mean Pensacola.
I was just visiting my parents, so, you know,
nothing special.
- This is me. - Oh, wow, I was expecting
something bigger.
Yeah, I was thinking we'd take it easy tonight.
My place? Get to know each other
a little better?
Are you taking me straight home on a first date?
'Cause you should really buy me a meal first.
I'm kidding. It's perfect.
Katy's guy has a Range Rover.
Um, Stevie has a bicycle.
Broom him.
To something new.
Mm, come on.
This ought to keep everyone busy.
They love cryptic stuff.
# WholsTheHand?
I'll never tell.
Wow, all this just for knocking the snot
out of a couple of mouth-breathers, huh?
Oh, this thing weighs more than I do.
I wanna see you wear it.
Maybe later.
But first...
Whoa, that was fast.
I think we should just take it slow...
You know you want it.
Oh, my God, no! No!
No!
Andy, please, stop! No!
No! No!
Hey, are you okay?
No.
I was raped.
Oh my God!
You better come with me, now.
Whoa, whoa, what's the rush?
The vic's talking about leaving.
Leaving? Was she raped or not?
Depends what time you ask her.
Her name's Katy Miller.
Okay.
Hi, Katy, I'm Detective Rollins.
This is Detective Tutuola.
Excuse me, you told the officer you were raped.
- Nope. - You didn't say that?
It's not what you think.
Okay, what is it then?
I just wanna go home.
You know, I get it. I know it's all confusing,
but if you don't let the doctors examine you,
collect evidence now, then you're not gonna have
many options later.
I don't need options because I wasn't raped, okay?
Can you please get that through your heads?
- She refused the rape kit? - She said she wasn't raped.
- After she said she was raped. - Well, if it's the same Katy Miller,
then she's a social media celebrity... Instagram, YouTube, Snap.
She's got a couple hundred thousand followers.
Thank you, Kim Kardashian.
Sure, make mock, but these influencers are the voice of Gen Z.
And they're getting rich doing it.
Don't people know porn's free these day?
This Blue Glacier shampoo, my sister uses that.
Okay, is there a photo from last night?
Just this one posted at 9:15 p.m.
There's no geotag, no meta-data.
Well, it looks like Tribeca.
That's where the uni picked her up.
Okay, anything with a face attached?
Nope, not yet, but I still got 10,000 pics to go through.
Okay, so what happened between the time she disclosed
and the time she denied?
She was texting the whole time we were there.
Could mean she was being pressured.
You don't look happy.
It shows?
I don't know if things are gonna work out
with Sheila and me.
- Things? - You know, I've never had a...
what you'd call a normal family life.
It'd just be nice if somebody had my back.
Doesn't sound good. You know we got your back here.
Yeah, I know.
- Hi. - What are you doing here?
We just wanna talk, Katy.
- This is Lieutenant Benson. - Hey.
Big gun. I told you, nothing happened.
You don't have to worry about me.
You don't have to worry about us.
Look, Katy, you were in the hospital,
so it's standard for us to follow up.
There's no way I could afford living by myself
when I was your age.
Yeah, I get a discount if I tweet
the realtor's website once a month.
- Beats the hell out of a dorm. - You're still in school?
Yeah, I got a late start, but this pays for it,
and dorms are filled with little boys who like to look.
Any of that still going on since you moved out?
Nothing that doesn't come with the territory.
Now, I post what gets likes, which equals ad revenue,
which equals this apartment, paying for college,
sending money to my parents... But posting photos
doesn't give anyone the right to rape you.
These from your Instagram?
Yeah. Some framing app sent me those,
hoping I'll post a picture of them.
Then they'll frame that, then I'll repost it.
Who's the guy with the tattoos?
No one, just some MMA fighter.
Oh, that's The Monster.
Oh, when... when'd you meet him?
Uh, a couple months ago for, like, two seconds
after a fight. I don't know why I was there.
I deleted that post.
When's the last time you were in touch with him?
Katy, you posted a picture of yourself last night
with a guy with tattoos, so did The Monster rape you?
I told you. I wasn't raped.
Are we done here?
My lawyer says I don't have to talk to you.
Your lawyer?
He said he'll help me navigate this to protect my career.
Katy, we are your advocates.
You don't need a lawyer now.
He said you'd say that.
I've made my decision, and I don't wanna move forward.
Can you please leave?
I'm sorry, I've still never heard of Katy Miller.
Well, she said that she was raped last night,
and that you told her not to talk to us.
Why would I do that?
Celebrity defendant... fast cash in a civil suit.
The perp has money?
If you never talked to Katy,
why would she give us your name?
My stellar rep in the legal community.
So she wasn't just texting.
She was looking up some random lawyer's name.
Starting with the A's.
Doubt she's majoring in brain surgery.
Only way she even thinks about calling a lawyer
is if somebody's pressuring her to shut up.
Somebody like The Monster?
Liv said she definitely didn't want to talk about him.
Fin.
You're kidding me.
We're on our way.
Liv said she got a call from Andy McPherson,
AKA The Monster.
He says he wants to talk to us right away.
Tattoos at 12 o'clock.
Ten guesses why they call him The Monster.
Yo, you guys NYPD?
Yes, sir, Mr. McPherson said he wanted to talk to us.
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