Rizzles Story

Chapter 72

Upstairs in the Bullpen

Frankie: So this guy looks online watching young girls chat with each other?

Korsak: Like shooting little fish in a barrel.

Nina: They have no idea how vulnerable they are.

Dan walks in.

Dan: Did you find this bastard online?
Who is he?

Korsak: We don't know yet.

Dan: Well, tell me what you do know, Vince, because what I'm thinking in my head is far worse than anything you can say.

Korsak: We know he was chatting with Mandy for two days, - pretending to be Chloe. He knew her schedule.

Dan: Did he know her dad wasn't around?

Korsak: Come on.

Frost: Got an I.P. Address. It's a cafe with free public Internet service.

Dan: Public Internet service. Great.

Frankie: Wait. No. Washington street.
That's -- that's like a quarter-mile from where we found Jane Doe's body.

Korsak: Got to be his stomping ground.
That's something, Dan.

Dan: It's not enough.

Frost: W-where you going?

Dan: To find her.

Korsak: Let him go, Frost. He needs something to do.

Frost: Where you going?

Korsak: Check on Nicole.

Frost: Alright. (calls Maura) Hey, Maura, look for anything on Jane Doe that can narrow down a location around Stony Brook. Okay, thanks.

In the Cafe

Korsak walks in.

Korsak: How about I give you and Joey a ride home? I'll call you the second we have something.

Nicole: No! I'm not going anywhere until you people find my daughter!

Angela: Let me make you a cup of coffee.

Nicole: Thank you. Sorry, Vince. That was harsh.

Korsak: Nah, it's all right. You can yell at me anytime you need to.

Nicole: Mm. Dan blames me. I blame me. Where is he? Where is Dan?

Korsak: He's out in the streets, doing what he does best, Nicole -- - digging, looking for Amanda.

Nicole: That's what I want to do. I want to look for her. I want to scream her name. I can't leave Joey, though. The job-It's crushed him-Crushed me.

Korsak: Hey, I've had three wives leave me because of the job. It's hard being married to a cop.

Nicole: Dan just kept doing Deep-Cover Robbery Assignments, disappearing on us. The job was more important to him than we were.

Korsak: That is not true, Nicole. It sucks you in. And it's who he is.

Nicole: Ah. I know. I just feel so alone all the time. I mean, even-- Even before we split up, I felt like a single mother, raising our kids without him. And I know that he loves them.

Korsak: He loves you, too.

Angela walks up.

Angela: I made a fresh pot. Please eat.

Nicole: You've really been so kind. But you can go home.

Angela: I'm not going anywhere. I'm part of a cop family, too.

Up In BRIC

Maura walks in.

Maura: She has fluorosis of the enamel -- discoloration of her permanent teeth.
She grew up in an area with high concentrations of natural fluoride in the water.

Korsak: Well water.

Maura: Yes.

Korsak: So she's from a rural area or a farming community maybe.

Jane: Yeah, but we got to narrow it down more than that. Frost has already been through over a thousand missing-children reports. We'll start with Massachusetts. Try Worcester County, Berkshire County, Hampshire County.

Frost: Okay, slow down. Slow down. Uh, No missing kids in Worcester County matching Jane Doe's description.

Jane: What are you doing?

Maura: Checking water-quality reports in Massachusetts and surrounding States.

Frost: Nothing in Hampshire County or Berkshire County.

Maura: Maybe if I narrow down the search parameters to 1.4 milligrams per liter. Okay, that helps. Here it is. What about, uh, Windham County, Connecticut?

Frost: Windham County.

Jane: Anything?

Frost: Maybe. 13-year-old girl disappeared four years ago.

Jane: Maura, didn't you say she was about 17 years old? Frost, you got a picture?

Frost: Right here.

Jane: There she is. Sophie James.

Maura: Sophie James.

Jane: She's been missing four years. I'm gonna call her family, have them come get her and take her home.

In the Autopsy-Viewing Area

Jane: I'm so sorry.

Mr.James: Don't be. Her mother and I have been praying for a long time to get this phone call in the middle of the night -- just to know. It's hell, to not know.

Jane: I understand.

Mr.James: That's Sophie. That's my daughter. Can I go to her?

Jane: Sure.

Maura: I'm so sorry, Mr.James.

Mr.James: Thank you. I've been carrying this around for four years. It's her dental records,Photos. Where's she been? Who took my daughter?

Jane: We don't know yet.

Mr.James: I saw another family upstairs. They're missing a child, aren't they?

Jane: Yes. A girl, 13. We, uh-Think your daughter might have been killed trying to protect that girl.

Mr.James: That sounds like my girl, Sophie. Find that girl, will you? Don't let those parents go through this.