The Watcher Page #2

What if the next picture that

arrived was of your daughter?

Would you really want me

to be the one looking for her?

Yes.

Yes... I would.

From this moment

How can it feel

This wrong

- Hello.

- Hi. It's me.

Me?

Me who?

It's freaking cold here.

Why'd you move here?

What the f***

do you want from me?

You hardly leave your apartment.

And when you do, it's to eat...

at that same terrible Vietnamese

restaurant night after night.

You seem so bored.

I was expecting a warmer welcome.

I didn't f***in'

ask you here, did I?

The guy they

replaced you with-

I tried to make it work, but we just

didn't see eye to eye at all.

I was going to quit the game entirely, but

then I thought, "Chicago's not so bad. "

At least you didn't move

to New Jersey, right?

Yeah.

So, why don't you

grab a pen?

I'll give you the name and number of

the... agent that's on your case.

You can... share your inner turmoil

with him 'cause I don't give a sh*t.

I know your job is hard, Joel,

so I'm willing to take steps to try

and make things work between us.

- What are you talking about?

- The photos, Joel.

I'll send you a picture, and you can

have a day to try to find her.

I'll give you till 9:00.

What do you say, Joel?

I say I should have moved

to New jersey, a**hole.

Good night, Joel.

- Are you all right?

- I think so.

Sh*t!

- Who is it?

- Flowers for Joel Campbell.

You didn't answer the phone.

The door downstairs was open,

so I thought I'd just bring-

Put the flowers on the floor.

Thank you.

The photos, Joel.

I'll send you a picture, and you

can have a day to try to find her.

No, I've never seen her.

Is she dead?

I haven't made any reference to homicide.

Why would you hasten to such a conclusion?

- Are you just afraid?

- F***in' right. I'm afraid.

What if the next picture that

arrived was of your daughter?

Really want me to be the one

looking for her?

- Yes.

- I'll send you a picture.

You can have a day

to try to find her.

I got this a half hour ago.

I want the case.

Can you handle it?

I guess we'll find out.

What else did this a**hole say

last night?

That's everything.

We already have a trap and trace on

that line and on your cell phone.

What is that?

Is that, a bird?

This is a poster.

Looks like it was shot inside.

Could be taken anywhere.

It was processed commercially.

See if these numbers are traceable.

If not, get me a list...

of every place in the city

that prints on this Kodak paper.

You got it.

Is that mine?

Thanks.

- I'm sorry. I can't remember your name.

- Mitch Casper.

Mitch, get this in the

computer and blow it up.

Find out what's behind her on

the wall. That thing right there.

Find out what kind of earrings she's

wearing, what kind of blouse that is.

- What's that on her glasses?

- Reflection, yeah.

Find out something

about her. Anything.

Both girls are basically loners,

very little social contact.

The last girl's parents

were deceased.

No close friends as far as we can tell.

Is that his victim profile?

No. I mean, the victims

were always young women,

but he's sending

pictures now.

He's only gonna target loners.

You know, women people don't notice.

He's not gonna send me

a picture of the prom queen.

Yeah. Well, listen.

Before we go any further,

we're gonna have to make a decision as

to whether to go to the press with this.

We gotta make it now.

Look. There's no decision to make. There

is sh*t else we can do for this woman.

Let's get him

in front of the cameras.

They're gonna like him.

All I can tell you

at this time is that...

we have substantial reason to believe

this woman's life is in serious danger.

The Chicago Police Department

and the F.B.I. are working in concert...

to try and locate her, and we're

gonna be grateful for any help...

you guys can give us

in this endeavor.

Every hour is critical.

That's all.

This young woman is missing.

Authorities are frantically searching

for her. They fear for her safety.

Any information on the whereabouts

or the identity of the woman...

police are referring to as "Jane Doe, "

please call the number on your screen.

This is the photograph

of an unknown young woman...

who they say might fall victim to a

murder if she is not located by 9:00.

"What kind of earrings are those?

What kind of blouse is that?"

- What are you bitching about?

- Oh, come on, Diana.

This was my case. Ibby opens the

door and in flies "Captain Barbiturate. "

You know, I don't care

how well he knows this creep.

I say if his pupils don't dilate,

then we don't need him.

Ma'am, there- There hasn't

been a reward established,

but I'm sure something

can be done.

Okay. Today?

Was that today?

Okay, thank you.

We'll check it out.

Anything yet?

Eighty-five, ninety calls

in the last fifteen minutes.

I mean, lots of "maybes"

and "possibles. "

We're trying to sift through the sh*t,

but there's a lot of it.

Despite a massive search

this afternoon,

police still have not located

the anonymous woman...

whose photo was

received this morning.

They continue to rely on your help

in this frightening case.

Mitch.

- What is that? A sign?

- Uh-huh.

- See?

- Yeah, all right.

I'll enhance the drum scan. We'll bring it

even closer, and we'll see what we got.

- All right?

- F***.

- Yeah.

- The numbers are only relevant...

if you find the location

where it was processed.

- What about the paper?

- The list is on its way.

- Eleven hundred locations.

- Eleven hun- What?

Do you know where there's a Lou

Mitchell's restaurant on Oak Street?

- Yeah, it's in the Gold Coast area.

- We'll take it. Let's run.

Yep, I'm pretty sure

that was her.

She was wearing a headband.

Was she alone

or eating with someone?

- Uh, she was alone.

- When was the last time you saw her?

I don't know.

Sometime last week.

Can you be more specific?

What day?

No. Not without

making sh*t up.

We don't want you to do that.

I want every employee that

worked here in the last week...

in the restaurant within the hour-

managers, cooks,

- dishwashers, cashiers.

- That's gonna be hard.

Life is hard. Pull every

credit card sale for the week.

Eliminate men, married women, anyone

over 40. We need to call every one of them.

Got it.

I gotta be on the phone.

See if we can get some help.

- Okay.

- Can you spare anyone?

I'll get you

all the help you want.

Good. We'll fax them a list of names.

They need to start making calls.

I'm on it.

Okay. Thank you very much.

Authorities are hoping that as

millions return home from work...

and turn on the television, that someone

will recognize this young woman.

They are taking this threat

on her life very seriously.

What the f*** do you want me to say?

It's five to 6:
00, for Christ's sake.

If they're not home,

call back in 45 minutes.

They're getting home from work.

Excuse me.

Check this out.

You were right.

It's definitely...

"A-P" and the line

is an exclamation point.

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