So, who is he? This accountant. Prisoner 831. Fort Leavenworth, maximum security. Military...

Marybeth Medina: So, who is he? This accountant. Ray King: Prisoner 831. Fort Leavenworth, maximum security. Marybeth Medina: Military prison? So he was in the Army? Ray King: Army lent him to us to track al-Qaeda money launderers. He was transferred from Leavenworth to our detention facility in D.C. Did the work of five men. Data mining, cluster analysis. He roomed with Francis. They kept to themselves, played chess, ate together, sat in the TV room together. They were inseparable. And then one day, a guard told Wolff why Francis hadn't called or written since he got out. That his burnt body had been found in a Staten Island landfill. Wolff snapped, went after the guard. He fractured the man's skull with a thermos. Escaped from a third-floor window. Took the thermos. Marybeth Medina: That's all you got? I mean, Leavenworth, he'll have military records... Ray King: Records are all heavily redacted. Marybeth Medina: Well, then, arrest records, something? Ray King: Spring of 2003, at a funeral home in Kankakee, Illinois. Our boy sends six locals to the hospital with a variety of injuries. No one knew Wolff. The older man who came with him was identified as a colonel, U.S. Army. Marybeth Medina: A funeral home. Whose wake? Ray King: One customer that day. [showing her a newspaper obituary] Ray King: Mrs. Lauren Alton. Mrs. Alton taught first grade for 13 years in Kankakee. Survived by a husband and two boys, ages 12 and 10. By all accounts, an ordinary life, well lived. But cut short. And then a fight breaks out. A brawl, really. Over what, the authorities never pinned down. Deputies respond. A Barney Fife-type squares off with our boy, gets rattled, pulls his gun. The colonel just stepped in front of 831. Army collects both men. Police report names Wolff as "Solider One." And widower identified the colonel by name. His late wife's former husband. I checked; it's an alias. No more real than "Christian Wolff". Marybeth Medina: She was the dead colonel's ex-wife. And you think Wolff is what to him? [remembering what King said Wolff asked him] Marybeth Medina: "Are you a good dad, Ray King?" Ray King: I've given up trying to figure out when I'll get a call. The "why", though, that I've got. Someone breaks his moral code. Marybeth Medina: Why are you telling me this? Ray King: I'm retiring in a few months. When she calls, somebody needs to be there to answer.