FBI: Most Wanted

Thanks for squeezing me in.

Always happy to have a new client.

Whatever you're doing today, your hair will look perfect.

Not just today.

As long as it takes

to make things right.

Sorry, just

big changes in my life right now, um

a new beginning.

You running from someone, sweetie?

Don't you worry.

You're safe here.

That's just my boyfriend, Danny.

He's here to pick me up.

Sorry. He's got resting redneck face.

Hey, babe. This is my new client, Claudia.

It's nice to meet you.

Feels like I know you already.

I don't think so.

I'll just pay and get out of your hair.

I haven't even mixed your color.

Don't worry about him. He can wait.

Whoa, what the hell?

There there’s cash in the desk drawer.

I don't want your money.

The spirits brought me here for a reason.

You tie him to the chair.

Down there.

What for?

'Cause I said so.

Your turn.

Come here.

Turn around.

Where I was sitting.

What do you want from us?

The truth.

'Cause when you tell a lie,

it eats you from the inside.

I don't understand.

Sure, you do, sweetie.

Hey!

No, no, no, no! Stop!

Stop!

Stop it!

Jane!

Stop!

Help!

Jane!

Stop it!

Jane.

On your knees.

Please. I'll do anything.

I'll do whatever you want.

Just please don't hurt me.

I'm not here to hurt you, Danny.

Turn around.

Okay.

See?

It was too quick to hurt.

Jess.

It doesn't have to be perfect.

Yeah, it does, otherwise it will drive you crazy.

Come on. Can I make you some breakfast?

Sure.

Feeding you is really the least I can do.

Omelet okay?

Sounds good.

Good.

Proposed settlement agreement.

My divorce lawyer sent it to me yesterday.

I wasn't snooping.

It's okay.

Hey, I can save a bunch of money in legal fees

if I can get Hugh to agree to everything.

How's that going?

He's being a jerk.

Keeps calling and asking why I'm doing this to him.

I told him he did it to himself when he...

What was it my lawyer called it...

Laid hands on me, put me in the hospital.

He hit you?

Yeah. I mean, he was drunk.

We got in an argument. He lost his temper.

I moved out as soon as I could.

I'm sorry. I didn't know.

It's okay. I'm fine.

I just want it to be over with so I can move on.

- Work? - Yeah.

I have to go.

Okay.

Can I take a rain check on the omelet?

Yeah.

Maybe we could have dinner this week, or...

Yeah, that sounds good.

- You sure you're okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.

Go. Go to work.

I'll see you soon.

Hey, thank you for the help with the TV.

Yeah.

10:00 last night in Shrewsbury, Pennsylvania.

Security guard doing his rounds finds our victims

dead on the floor of a beauty salon.

The female is Jane Armstrong, a stylist at the salon.

And the male is Danny Rhodes, her boyfriend of two years.

Cause of death?

Manual strangulation for Jane.

Danny was shot in the back of the head execution-style.

They were both found zip-tied to salon chairs,

but there was no money missing from the salon's register.

This took planning. They were obviously targeted.

We know who we're chasing?

Our fugitive is Claudia D'Ambrose.

Married for 15 years. No kids.

She's a music teacher at the high school in Shrewsbury.

Damn, I had a piano teacher in third grade who was mean,

but this is next-level.

She have a criminal record?

No, she made the hair appointment

under her real name,

and security cams across the street

caught her plates as she was leaving.

She was driving her own car.

She signaled right out of the lot.

2018 Volvo.

We got her on toll cams crossing into Maryland

around midnight.

BOLO's been out since then.

Shrewsbury PD found

spent casings from a 9-millimeter at the scene.

Matches a handgun Claudia bought

from a Pennsylvania retailer two weeks ago.

Claudia either wants us to know who she is,

or she doesn't care if we do.

She did have the forethought to turn off her cell phone

and buy three burner phones at a gas station

near the border in Maryland.

Her methods are personal.

She probably knew the victims.

Classic Hallmark card of a love triangle gone wrong?

All right. Let's get over to Shrewsbury.

Hana and I will go cover the husband.

Rest of you, cover the high school.

Make sure you see the principal.

I haven't seen them.

I don't know how Claudia would know them either.

I'm sorry. This is all so surreal.

The woman I married is not a murderer.

Does she have any friends or relatives in Maryland?

No, I don't know why she would have gone there.

Were you and Claudia having any problems in your marriage?

You mean like infidelity? No.

That wasn't the issue.

What was?

We've been trying to get pregnant for a long time.

Last year, it worked.

Then she had a miscarriage.

I'm sorry for your loss.

How did that affect Claudia?

She was depressed.

We both were.

And on top of that, one of her favorite students died

six months ago, Anissa Gomez.

She was a first chair violinist in the school orchestra.

Two traumas in a short span of time.

That can...

That can change a person.

Does Claudia have any history of mental illness

in her family?

Her grandmother suffered from bipolar disorder.

Was she on any medications?

Not prescription.

What do you mean?

Sometimes at night,

I'd smell pot coming from the garage.

When I asked her about it, she said she was writing music

and that, it helped her focus.

But then three days ago,

um...

What happened three days ago?

I came home at lunch to get some files I'd forgotten.

I smelled the pot again.

And I found her in the garage

with her hands around her neck,

trying to squeeze the life out of herself.

She said that the principal had given her the day off

and that she was trying to commune with a higher power.

I begged her to see a doctor or therapist,

get help.

And she agreed.

I thought that's where she went until this.

Did your wife use this computer?

Yes. We both did.

Claudia didn't get the day off three days ago.

She was fired.

So we talked to the principal,

and he said he caught Claudia smoking pot

in the orchestra pit, and that was the last straw.

She's been having trouble ever since.

One of her star students died six months ago.

Anissa Gomez.