At the station, Deb is finishing up with one last guy, telling him, "We'll do what we can to bring your dad home." "I'm sorry, you don't understand," says the young man. "I don't want him home. Just tell me he's dead, we need to know he's gone." "Right, you want closure," offers Deb. "I want peace," the guy corrects her. "He made our lives a living Hell. When he'd go to prison, it was a blessing, but you kept letting him out. I need to tell my mother and my sister that they're safe, and that he's rotting in Hell. Call me when you can tell me that." The guy takes off, and something dawns on Deb. She opens up a file from earlier, and sees Lundy walking towards the elevators. "Lundy, wait!" She runs out to meet him. "I think, I mean, it could be a coincidence, but there are two of them." "Two..." "Missing people, with records. Prison records." "Interesting," he says. "And who typically has a prison record?" "I dunno. Bad guys?" "Bad guys," Lundy repeats. "Do you think it could be --" "A pattern? Maybe," he says. He tells her to check all the victims DNA against the criminal database. Go, Deb! Just not too far! This show would suck with Dexter in jail.