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Why would that work? Gabe didn't know he was adopted. Why would he ever believe him? Maybe they have a copy of his records, or know about his birthmark.

Any chance this kid just ran away? Why that day? Why like that?

Or they're preying on the insecurities of a kid. That has a new baby coming into the family. Someone convinced him. And conned him into not telling his parents. The first contact must have been an e-mail. After that, it must be instant messages. Because there's no record of the communication on Gabe's computer. John Scaperelli from Greyhound.

I think Gabe found out he was adopted, and he's the one who initiated all this. There's a bunch of these "find-your-parent, find-your-child" websites. Most of them aren't regulated. Like Danny was saying, any John Q. Pedophile. Who wants to lure kids into his lair. Puts one of these on the Net and he's in business. These kids log on, give them their names, they ask for help. These guys go along with it and pretend they're doing this research. And say, "I found your father. Here's his e-mail address.". Except it's not the father's e-mail address. It's the pedophile. And the pedophile convinces the kid.

To communicate using instant messages. So that it's their little secret. Makes sense to me. And I ran background checks on all these websites. And one of them is registered in Amarillo, Texas. I got the computer guys on it now. One adult ticket, one child ticket purchased at 1:30 a.m. On the night of the disappearance. But not to Texas. To Santa Fe.

My brothers were good for something.

Santa Fe? That's 300 miles from Amarillo. If you're Gabe, Santa Fe's a lot closer than New York.

I don't think I'd be as patient if I were in his shoes.

So some Good Samaritan buys him a ticket. Escorts him on the bus, and thinks he's doing him a favor. We better call the regional authorities right away. Fitzgerald. Yes? We got a hit. How long? Just came online. Here we go. We got the kid. Here comes Daddy. Sick bastard. Listen up, guys. Gabe is staying put in Santa Fe. The "Dad" is driving from Amarillo to meet him there. If we hop on the next jet, we might beat him. Viv, I need you to call Santa Fe, tell them I'm on my way. Sam, contact the parents. Danny, you come with me. Martin, you, too. Sometimes I wish I'd never quit smoking. Any sign of the boy? South entrance, negative.. East entrance, negative.. Snack bar, negative.

And you never told him?

Possible ID on the boy, coming from the jungle gym. Hold your position. I've got the boy. Just hold.. Man with newspaper heading towards the boy. The boy's within range. Should we grab him? Do not seize the boy. Do not seize. Got to go here, Jack. No.. Just wait. You've got five more seconds. Just wait. Suspect confirmed. Moving in. FBI, get down on the ground! Now! What'd I do? Dad! I didn't do anything! I was just. You good? I was just walking.

Fitzgerald. Yes?

Hold your positions. Second subject running towards lake!

We got him. No, you don't! Where'd you learn that? White collar? Sixth-grade swim class. I was gaining on him, you know. Sorry about that. His name is Darren Oaks. He's a paralegal, he's married, and he has two children.

Everything we've been able to tell them so far.

We know he's contacted boys on the Internet before. But we don't think he's ever tried anything like this. Gabe's on his way up. I don't know what to say to him.

The question is, how did the jacket get there? And why?

Just tell him what you told us. So they know everything that happened? Everything we've been able to tell them so far. But you're going to have to fill them in on the rest. They're gonna kill me. No, they're not. They love you. If that wasn't my real father. Then who is? Your parents can explain that better than we can. Heard you got a little wet.