"Mya, I need you to look into all kidnappings over the past, I don't know, 10 years that involve baseball in any way, shape or form. See if any match our perp." Jack said, walking into the bullpen to already find her there, typing away on her computer.

"Already on that." She replied, not missing a step in her typing.

"How could have this happened again?" Myles asked, walking in, Bobby quickly behind him.

Jack shook his head. "Apparently he's a repeat offender that hasn't been caught. Mya's searching similar cases now. Hopefully we'll have something to go on soon."

"Got something!" She happily exclaimed. "Eric Green was found under an overpass after being missing for a little over a year. Same MO, almost to a T. Kid was last seen at a little league baseball game. Only, there was no DNA at all."

"How did we not hear about this until now?" Bobby asked.

"Because this happened in Arkansas. Kid went missing from Arizona." She replied.

"Looks like he doesn't like to stay in one state long. We have to find this kid fast. He's going on the move." Jack replied. He paused for a few seconds, then got an idea. "Peter went missing from Maine, then they moved down here, dumped the body here. Now he's taken a kid from here. Check out Maine. Are there any missing baseball kids that were dumped in Maine?"

She silently nodded in reply, searching. "Found it. Robby McDonald was found in Maine. He went missing from Ohio."

"And from Ohio?" Bobby asked, interested in the timeline.

She searched for a few more minutes. "Sam Petrano. Missing from Tennessee."

Following the timeline, she tracked down 10 missing dead boys spanning over 20 years, the first one missing from Maryland and found in Florida.

"Quite appropriate, since that was where Darryl played his last game two months earlier." Bobby replied.

"And Darryl already was injured, so that exonerates him from all of this." Jack added.

"Hey!" Mya happily exclaimed.

"What is it?" Myles asked.

"Other than Peter, none of the boys had DNA under their fingernails. No DNA at all, except for the first one. And that DNA was in a place I'd rather not say where. But we have a profile!" She excitedly exclaimed.

"Can we narrow down who our possible perps are?" Bobby anticipatedly asked.

She nodded. "I still can't compare it to the full profile on Darryl, but I have a good chunk of it. I think we need another talk with Darryl."

?-?

"Mr. Lundy, do you have a twin?" Jack asked. It was early the next morning. The 4 of them drove all night back to Maryland after Mya revealed her news.

"Do I what?" Darryl asked, laughing. "No."

"Are you sure?" Mya asked. "This is a partial profile of your DNA. The final results haven't come back yet, but we were able to compare it enough to match it with an old profile of our perp." She said, handing him one sheet of paper, then a second. "See how they match? We know it's not you, since you had your injury. The only other plausible option is that you have a twin."

"Well, I'll be." He said, staring in awe at the two sheets. "It does seem to match."

"Do you have any idea how this could be?" Bobby asked.

He shook his head as he stared at the sheets. "No. No idea."

Mya frowned at her computer, which she was typing away at since Darryl said he didn't have a twin. "Mr. Lundy, do you think I could borrow your social security number?"

"Wh, why do you need that?" He asked, slightly chuckling.

"Because New York State has no record of a Darryl Lundy at or around your age being born. If you were born under another name, it would come up with a Social Security number." She explained.

He frowned at her. "How was I not born? That doesn't make sense." She just shrugged at him, so he gave her the number to get to the bottom of it.

"Got it!" She exclaimed a few seconds later. "Doe, Baby Boy was born on July 15th, 1975. Mother was brought in unconscious, never got a name before she died in childbirth."

Darryl frowned at her. "But my Mother lived to see me play! That info is wrong!"

She smiled back. "Mr. Lundy, I have news for you. You were adopted. And you do have a twin, you just haven't seen him since you two were joint at the hip, quite literally."