FBI

I can help.

You just need to have some trust.

Do you read the Bible?

No.

Me neither.

My mother used to, though.

When I was down and out, she'd always quote this same passage.

It goes something like,

"When the righteous cry for help,

the Lord rescues them from their trouble."

I don't get it.

It means I can't help you,

unless you actually want my help.

All you care about is that little sexy girlfriend

that you always be around all the time, I--

Watch yourself, Alex. No, you watch yourself!

Okay, Al.

It's time to go.

You crazy, bro? I'm trying to help you, man.

Get off of me! Go!

Get out of here.

Now.

Hey, uh, it's me.

I'm--I'm on my way home, but...

Yeah, call--

yeah, call the cops, uh, tell them--

tell them-- tell them--

Please, don't do this, please--

This is a small town.

We don't have a lot of resources,

so I appreciate you guys coming out and getting involved.

Of course.

Hi. Hi.

Special Agent Bell. This is Special Agent Zidan.

Good luck, Vanessa.

Thank you.

Thanks.

So, Vanessa, can you, um, just tell us what's going on?

Yeah, okay.

Well, my boyfriend, Patrick, never came home last night.

So I called 911,

the police came over,

started asking me questions, making phone calls.

But then they said that I should call the FBI--

that you guys are more equipped to handle things like this.

Has Patrick ever not come home before?

No, he says 8:15, he means 8:15.

Or 8:10, he's very organized and disciplined.

When was the last time you spoke to him?

Uh... last night. About 7:30.

He was in Coney Island walking around, clearing his head.

He called to say that he was on his way home, but then he--

he got real nervous,

like--like something had happened,

or was happening.

What do you mean?

He said, "Call the police."

And I was like, "What are you talking about?

What's going on?"

He didn't respond, but I heard him say to someone,

"Please don't do this."

Did you hear anything else? I mean, yeah.

I heard some voices, some yelling,

but then the phone went dead.

Has anything unusual been happening in Patrick's life?

Any recent altercations or arguments?

Yeah, he got into an argument yesterday with a student.

Said the kid tried to punch him.

That's why he went down to the boardwalk.

He was feeling really bad about it.

What's the kid's name? I don't know.

I can call the principal if you want.

That's okay. We can take it from here.

Look, if anything else comes up, please, call me.

All right, we're looking for a man named Patrick Miller.

He's an English teacher at West Harbor High on Long Island.

He's been missing since yesterday evening.

His last communication

was with his girlfriend, Vanessa Gallo, at 7:27 p.m.

During the call, he told her to call the police,

and his phone went dead shortly thereafter.

Based on what we know at the moment,

Mr. Miller appears to be an upstanding human being.

He was captain of the Hofstra wrestling team.

He was voted West Harbor High's Teacher of the Year not once,

not twice, but three times-- Hey.

Yeah, tell me. I was able to track

the phone call Miller made to his girlfriend.

Good, good. Pinged off a tower

four blocks from the Coney Island boardwalk.

All right, let's do this.

Let's start pulling surveillance footage

in the vicinity of the Coney Island Boardwalk.

Put a BOLO out on Miller's car, and Mike--

Let's get some patrol officers from the 61st over there.

I'm guessing Mr. Miller's car isn't too far

from that cell tower.

A lot of blood on the pavement.

On the side of the car too.

Some on the inside as well. Yeah?

Victim was trying to get into his car.

Opens the door, gets attacked,

blood starts to fly, he falls to the ground,

and his head hits the pavement right about here.

Yeah, and then he, or they, drag the body that way,

causing these transfer stains.

Yeah, they were probably pulling him to a vehicle,

gettin' the hell out of here.

All right, let's get ERT out here right away.

I don't know exactly what happened,

but it was definitely brutal.

The amount of pulling was significant.

The blood splatter on the door right here.

Medium velocity impact spatter.

The stains are 2 to 3 millimeters in diameter.

And over here,

we have some castoff.

Looks like an object was swung in an arc.

How many times do you think he was struck?

Mm, uh...

based on the number of distinct arcs,

20, maybe more?

What type of weapon?

Pipe, maybe...

a baseball bat?

Any chance the victim's still alive?

It's impossible to say for sure, but it's highly unlikely.

Okay, so the assailants attack Miller,

drag him to another vehicle, and then dump him.

The question is where. And why.

Why would someone do this

to a seemingly decent, hardworking teacher?

Maggie Bell.

Hey.

Great, great.

Thank you for getting back to me so quickly.

That was the principal of West Harbor High.

Alex Williams was the student

who threw a punch at Patrick Miller.

Okay, great. Thank you.

So we spoke with your principal yesterday.

Said that you got into a pretty intense argument

with Mr. Miller.

So intense that Mr. Miller

filed a report with the principal.

Said you threw a punch at him.

Yeah, I did.

How come?

Mm. I was mad.

Mad about what?

I just wanna graduate, all right?

But what?

Mr. Miller said he didn't care?

Said he was gonna fail you no matter what?

No, no, he said the opposite, all right?

He said he was actually trying to help me get my grade up

so I could graduate.

So he was trying to help you.

Okay, then why did you get so upset?

I don't know!

I guess I was in a bad mood.

I said something about his girl,

Mr. Miller started tripping, and he told me to get out.

Where'd you go after that?

I went home, I got something to eat, and...

And then I went to work at this restaurant.

Vinny's.

Do you know any students who don't like Mr. Miller?

Think he's unfair?

Nah, most of the kids, they think he's cool.

But I did see him and this other dude.

A grown-up. They--

They were going at it a few days ago

in the school parking lot.

It was pretty nasty too.

Yeah, let's go deeper into this.

Hey, the high school kid's alibi checks out.

Yeah, he was at Vinny's from 4:15 to 10:30.

Okay, what about this argument in the parking lot?

Yeah, that checks out too.

Take a look at that.

All right, here we go.

Those two weren't messing around.

Especially the dude in the black pickup.

Yeah, and I think I know why.

That black pickup

belongs to a Max Bailey.

He's married, he's got one son, age 11.

His wife's name is Vanessa,

as in Vanessa Gallo.

Patrick's girlfriend.

What? Max was at the high school?

He was, in an argument with Patrick.

That's really sad.

But I'm not surprised.

Why do you say that?

Max isn't taking the breakup too well.

He's been calling and texting a lot.

He wanted to get back together, but I don't.

I keep telling him that I've moved on,