We take our weekend and rest before heading back to the office, preparing for our next interview, Carr begins explaining everything, "Most teams have a dominant partner. In this case, that was Dean Corll, 30 years old. Known around Houston as the Candy Man." She places a photo of Corll on the table.

Ford nods, "Oh, I read about this. He would give free candy to teenage boys, then rape, torture, and kill them."

"I remember this was a huge case." Tench nods, "what was it? 25 boys?"

"28, but who's counting?" I clear my throat.

"Who gets into a car for Tootsie Rolls?" Ford shakes his head.

I chuckle, "Candy is this case, means drugs."

"Don't worry, we'll read up on the plane." Ford tries to get out of the awkward situation as quickly as possible.

"He's dead." Carr shakes her head.

"Who?"

"The Candy Man."

"Oh, then…"

"He's not our subject. The man who killed him is: Elmer Wayne Henley, Jr. Henley was 14 when he first met Corll, the Candy Man. Police believe he assisted in 20 of the murders, though. Now he says his only role was to lure the boys in. In his confession, he admits to killing six."

Tench shakes his head, "That must've been before he got a lawyer. So we're reading up on Henley, who's not the Candy Man?"

"Bill, if we're gonna do this, we need to devote time to prepare. There's a lot of material here." Tench nods, conseeding to Carr. Carr nods and continues, "Uh, it's the partner dynamic I'd like to focus on. Henley and another young man, David Brooks, 18, were acolytes of Corll's. Their roles were clearly defined. Brooks and Henley would procure victims with the promise of drugs or alcohol. And then Corll would wait until they were inebriated and then handcuff them to his body board. Often two at a time. He would spend days raping, torturing, and then killing them. Henley admits to witnessing everything but denies further participation."

I shrug, "watching is participation. Who selected the victims?"

"We think Henley." Gregg nods. "Because they were often kids he knew from school."

"With friends like that…" Tench shakes his head.

"Corll offered 200 for every one he brought. Told him it was for a sex ring."

"Hardly lets him off the hook." Ford shakes his head.

"Well, maybe before the first one." Tench shrugs. "After that, he knew exactly what was gonna happen to those kids."

"Get this." Carr gestures to the files, "Henley was originally brought to Corll as a victim. He managed to talk his way off the rack, but instead of turning Corll in, he joined him."

I shake my head, "Corll must have had tremendous sway over this kid."

"Come on," Tench scoffs, "unless someone holds a gun to your head…"

"So, how does a teenager go from victim to facilitator to participant?"

"And finally…" Carr sighs, "avenger... of sorts. It all ended when Henley brought Corll a boy and a girl. Corll wasn't happy about the girl, so he put them all on the body board. Henley talked Corll into releasing him, but this time, he shot him."

"Homosexual jealousy. As soon as he brought a girl in, the whole thing fell apart."

"Well, sexuality is relevant as far as it pertains to victimology, like their obvious preference for males, but it's not causal to violence."

Gregg shakes his head, "Homosexuality is a deviance."

"Actually, it's been removed from the DSM as a disorder and changed to a sexual orientation disturbance."

"Sounds much better." Tench nods.

"We need to understand the influence Corll Exerted over Henley: was it fear, was it sexual? What did each get out of the partnership?"

As we continue to discusses the case file, one of our newer agents knocks on and opens the door, "sorry, this is for you."

Tench takes the note from the man before looking to the group once he looks it over, "Gunn wants to see us in his office." all but Carr begin to get up, when Tench notices he stops him, "He means the three of us," he gestures to Ford, himself, and I.

We head up to Gunn's office, Gunn doesn't even wait until we are all in his office before he begins to tell us why he wanted to see us, "Another child reported missing in Atlanta. This time, they received a ransom call. 'I've got Earl. His in Alabama. It'll cost you 200 to get him back.'" Gunn puts down his paperwork.

I nod, maybe smirking a little bit, "he crossed state lines."

"FBI has jurisdiction." Ford nods, "that's great."

Gunn nods, "it's a way in." DC's assigned a case agent with expertise in kidnapping. And they're looking at racial motivation. Apparently, the caller sounded white."

I shake my head, "how does someone sound white?"

Tench chuckles, "you sound pretty white."

I playfully push Tench, "But the victim fits the pattern? Young, male, black?"

"Exactly." Gunn nods. "Earl Lee Terrell, 11 years old. I'm sending the three of you."

"When do we leave?" Ford puts his hands in his pockets.

"Today. I want you there for the duration. Atlanta's set up a dedicated task force to handle this. Nancy, I want you to lead the handle of press during this. We're going in under the guise of this kidnapping, but let the case agent handle that. We'll use it to look at the larger picture. Be methodical. Do your legwork. And... follow your instincts. And I expect Dr. Carr to remain in close contact. This case is now getting bureau attention. I want our methods to be seen as scientifically incontestable."

We head back to the office, but in the elevator, I notice somethings off with Ford, "Holden, is everything alright?"

Ford shakes his head, "The caller might be white, but… there's no way he's the one picking up the kids."

Tench shakes his head, "we rule nothing out. Methodical. Legwork. You heard him, right?"

"I did."

I sigh, "we look at every case." I shake my head, "this case makes twelve, right?"

"Yeah."

"Typically, how long would it take up to solve 12 murders?"

"Too long."

Gunn gave us just long enough to head home, pack more than just an overnight bag and head to the airport.