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♪ The timing♪

♪The timing's
just no good♪

♪ The timing♪

Thanks

Katya: No! Not again!

Damned propane tanks
are empty again!

Okay. One Cuban
with everything.

Careful, it's hot.

And here.

Extra napkins. You're
going to need them.

Katya: Gabrielle.

We have a problem,

What?

The backup propane
tank is empty.

Again? We just
refilled them!

So which one of those jerks
is sabotaging us this time?

We're not going to
have enough fuel

to get through
the lunch rush.

Take the truck.

Get the tank refilled.

Ask them to
check for leaks.

I'm going to go
to the restaurant

and speak
to my father.

We have to figure this
out once and for all.

Two Fast Eddies!

♪The timing

♪The timing's
just no good♪

♪The timing

♪The timing's
just no good♪

[phone ringing]

Crap.

[explosion]

♪♪
[theme music]

Charlie: Stay here, pal.

Here you go.

Good morning, Detective.

The usual?

You remember my order?

Flat white- right?

Yeah.

-Flat white.

How's your dog?

Oh, he's perky
as always.

For some reason, he
doesn't need caffeine.

Can I get you
something else?

[phone chiming]

Just the coffee, thanks.

Hudson.

Uh-huh.

Yeah, okay.
I'm close.

I've got to run.

What do
I owe you?

Oh. Don't
worry about it.

Oh.

Be safe.

I will be.

I've got a big dog
watching my back.

[sirens]

Hey! Morning, Rex.

Charlie.

-Morning, Sarah.

The only person on
board was the driver.

Female- we think.

Charlie: Careful, buddy.

Don't singe those whiskers.

-What does he have?

Hey.

Nice find, Rex.

What's this?

Katya Melnyk.

Age 24.

Her purse fared
better than she did.

So what happened?

Well, according to our
Fire and Explosives guy-

there were three explosions that
happened in quick succession.

So, see here.

There were two large
propane tanks

that were on the
exterior of the truck.

One blew.
The other didn't-

probably because
it was empty.

And the next explosion -

The truck's gas tank, ignited
by the initial propane blast.

Yeah.
Very good.

And the third?

-A smaller explosion
in the kitchen area.

Probably triggered by aerosols
or cleaning supplies maybe.

What caused
the initial blast?

I won't know until I get
the tanks back to the lab.

I see you
have a fan.

-Huh.

My barista gave
me her number.

I didn't even
notice that.

That's awkward.

Fireman:
Everybody get down!

Now!

[explosion]

Fireman: Sarge!
Get in here!

So it's going to be
that kind of a day.

♪♪
[theme music]

Gabrielle: It's Katya.

I recognize her tattoos
and her jewelry.

I'm sorry to put
you through that.

The food truck-
you're the owner?

Yes.

My father is.

Your father is Edward
Bullock, the restaurateur?

-That's right.

I can't believe
this happened.

-I'm sorry, but-

Because there
was a fatality-

we need to ensure that there
was no criminal negligence.

Yeah, criminalis right.

Last week-

we replaced
both of the tanks.

The next day, one
of them was empty.

So then we replaced
the valves and the seals.

And the next day-

it happened again.

So I went and I
replaced both tanks.

And today,
one was empty.

You believe
this was sabotage?

My father owns twelve
restaurants coast to coast.

That success followed
us to the truck.

We have
line-ups all day long.

The other trucks,
not so much.

They want us
out of business.

Any specific truck
you're referring to?

All of them.

Someone messed
with the propane.

Now Katya's gone!

Jesse: Katya Melnyk.
Grew up in Toronto.

Came here when she was 19
for a summer and never left.

No criminal record.

Charlie: I notified her
parents back home.

They hadn't
spoken in months.

Sounds like they didn't

approve of her decision
to stay in St. John's.

And Gabrielle Bullock?

Jesse: No record.

Went to business school.

Being groomed to take
over her father's empire.

Donovan: Mmm.
Edward Bullock.

He's been around
a long time.

And he made some shady
deals to get where he is.

Edward's daughter
seems to think

that this is the work of a
rival food truck owner.

Ohhh, two rival
food trucks

fighting to control
their territory.

Has a very Shakespearean
quality to it.

You know, minus
the flowery language

that nobody can understand.

Shutting up now.

Donovan: Thank you.

I'll go check out the
food truck corner-

and see if there's
any credibility

to Gabrielle's story.

She may just be assigning
blame where there is none.

Great.

But make sure you
see Edward first.

See if he's in a
talkative mood.

You got a
conversation starter?

-Yeah, word on
the street is that

he borrowed money from
the mob a while back.

Maybe he got himself
involved in something-

and it went south.

I'll head out now.

Rex, let's go.

Hey, and Jesse-

Yeah.

Find out who Edward
secured loans from.

Go back at least
twenty years.

Will do.

Edward: It's good to
meet you, Detective.

I wish it was under
better circumstances.

Katya was like
family to us.

Are you hungry?

No thanks.

-You're sure?

Mm-hmm.

Let me at least
get something

for your friend here.

Janine?

Will you ask Caleb to fire up
a T-bone for our guest here?

Thanks.

-That's really
not necessary.

I just have a couple
of questions.

-Yeah, so do I.

My daughter could
have been on that truck.

Do you have
any suspects?

-We're still
trying to establish

whether or not this was
an accident or foul play.

I told you
what caused it.

-Yeah.

And we're looking into
all possibilities.

Speaking of
which, Edward-

you ever borrow money
from organized crime?

Would you give
us boys a minute

to talk privately, dear?

Of course.

-Thank you.

Wow.

Right to the point.

I like that.

You still haven't
answered my question.

If I had, I would
assure you

that those accounts
have long been settled.

Who gave
you the loan?

I'm an old man.

My memory's not
like it used to be.

I can't remember,
specifically, you know?

Caleb: Lunch is served.

Detective, this is Caleb
Cromby, our executive chef.

Nice to meet you.

I'm a bit of a dabbler
in the kitchen myself.

Yeah, so is everyone.

All these food shows are putting
guys like me out of work.

[Caleb laughs]

Enjoy, my furry friend.

Katya was my friend.

If someone is responsible
for her death-

please find them.

Me and my partner
will do our best.

Apparently, after lunch.

[chuckling]

It's so sad.

Katya was the best.

No ego-

which is rare
in our world.

Gabrielle suggests

that there's a competitive
rivalry between trucks.

Yeah.

More like we're all
united against her.

That's for sure.

Why's that?

-She acts like
she runs the place.

And she made Katya
work like a slave.

So why didn't
Katya leave?

-She couldn't.

If she quit, they'd blackball
her in the industry.

That's the kind of
vindictive crap they pull.

But Katya was
leaving soon.

To go where?

-She was
offered a gig

as a pastry chef at
a new restaurant.

[Rex whines]

Hey Tony!

Can you bring
out a pupcake?

A pupcake?

Yeah.

It's a cupcake
for dogs.

Gluten free.

Made with
coconut flour.

That'll be
good for him.

Mmm.

[Rex sniffing]

That's weird.

Dogs usually love them.

Maybe he's not a
big fan of coconut.

Gabrielle is convinced that
she was being sabotaged.

Is there any
truth to that?

Their name recognition takes
customers from the rest of us.

It makes
them a target.

A target for what?

Slashed tires.

Mouse turds in
the condiments.

That's how it's always
been with food trucks.

Just one step below
kindergarten.

Who does this?

You?

-No.

Katya was my friend.

Then who?

-Come on.

It's a small place.

Well don't
say anything.

Just let your eyes
do the talking.

Her.

Suki: Look.

I don't hate them.

I don't hate anybody.

I get along.

-Mouse droppings
in the condiments?

Who told you that?

I liked Katya.

So did everyone.

And yet she's dead.

Look.

I had to break the news to
her parents in Toronto.

They lost their
only child.

Can you imagine that?

[sniffling]

-Sorry.

I need a tissue.

Can I get one?

Yeah.
Go ahead.

-Thanks.

[engine starting]

Seriously?

Rex! Go!

[Rex barking]

Man: Hey, slow down!

[Rex barking]

[screeching tires]

[barking]

[applause]

[barking]

I didn't mean
to kill anyone.

You messed with
her propane, Suki.

You knew it
was dangerous.

Can you tell
her parents-

I'm so sorry.

[phone chimes]

Sarah, what's up?

♪♪
[theme music]

Sarah: So you know how I said
there were three explosions?

Yeah.

Well, I sent the photos to the
RCMP arson lab in Ottawa.

They built a burn
pattern model.

Said that we
had it backwards.

The first explosion
was insthe vehicle.

The smaller one.

Right.

It ignited
the gas tank-

which then caused the propane
on the outside to blow.

If the propane tank wasn't
the cause, what was?

-My team is asking
that same question.

[bark]

[barking]

Charlie: What
have you got, Rex?

What is that?

-Melted plastic.

Long way
from the truck.

Must have been
launched over here.

-It's in bad
shape, but-

I'm pretty sure

this is a timer.

You mean from
an explosive device?

-Yeah, that's
how it looks.

Then this wasn't
an accident-

or an act of sabotage.

Katya was murdered.

Charlie: You put a
bomb on that truck!

No, I had nothing
to do with that!

You said you caused
the explosion.

-Not a bomb!

I thought it was a
propane accident.

All I did-

was loosen the
O-ring on the propane.

You know the other
food truck owners.

You see things.

What can you tell me
about Fast Eddie's?

Hmmm?

Listen, if you
didn't do it-

Katya's killer is
still out there.

Only thing
I know is-

once a week, a guy
comes by that truck.

And he picks
up an envelope.

-What kind of envelope?

A thick one.

What's in it?

Money?

Drugs?

Hmm?

What does the
guy look like?

Um-

He's white.

Has dark hair.

Wears a leather jacket.

What kind of car
does he drive?

-Sometimes he
drives a grey car.

Sometimes he's
on a motorcycle.

Donovan: Search didn't turn
up anything suspicious.

-Hmm.

-Jesse's still going through
her phone and laptop.

The guy she described,
picking up envelopes.

He sound like
mob to you?

You know a guy
named Neil Dougherty?

-I know the name.

Suspect in a double
homicide in '08?

Mm-hmm.

Collared in connection
with a couple of bombings.

Couldn't make
anything stick.

Bombings.

-And he rides
a motorcycle.

We'll look into
the grey car.

Know where we
could find him?

-Last I heard-

he'd bought a
bar on Milando.

You think he got bored
of watering down drinks

and is up to
his old tricks?

I doubt he
ever stopped.

N-E-I-L

D-O-U-G-

H-E-R-T-Y

Okay, a person
of interest-

in two
mob-style hits.

But in both cases-

not enough evidence
to make an arrest.

But his involvement in
the Casey Street bombing

looks iron-clad.

I remember that.

That was a
few years back.

Two innocent bystanders
were seriously injured.

He got off on
a technicality.

-Oh, here it is.

Yeah. An illegal search.

Got thrown
out of court.

Here, take a
look at this.

They found weapons-

old antique guns.

Turns out he was a collector
of World War II firearms.

Had all the paperwork.

So they didn't
seize anything.

Oh.

Scary looking dude.

Here.
Printing now.

Both his former
alleged hits

started out as
shakedowns.

That sound familiar?

-It seems someone
pissed him off.

So he turns it
up a notch.

Big notch to murder-

Just like this case.

Probably figures
his luck will hold.

Let's see if Suki, our food
truck runner, can ID this guy.

Thanks, buddy.

We need to get
him off the street.

Rex!

Is this the guy?

Home-made bombs
are inefficient.

As they blow-

they scatter some
of the explosives

before they have
a chance to burn.

In this case, into the
driver's compartment.

We did manage to retrieve
traces that didn't burn.

What was the accelerant?

-Triacetone triperoxide-

TATP.

It's a concentrated,
industrial-strength

acetone used for cleaning.

Donovan: Nice work.
Jesse?

Jesse: I called a few
informants who said

that Dougherty invested in
Edward Bullock's empire

when it was on the ropes.

Do we have any
CCTV footage

putting Dougherty
at the food trucks?

None that I've found.

Donovan: Okay,
well stay on that.

We need something
more solid.

Also, what about Edward?

Does he have
any enemies

that might be looking
to hurt his business?

Well, he seemed to have stepped
on a few toes on his way up.

And the real
question is:

does he have
any friends?

Spoiler alert-

He does not.

Sarah: Success
breeds jealousy.

Yeah, but enough
to build a bomb?

To take a life?

We should focus
on Dougherty.

Maybe Edward was late
on a few payments.

Or Dougherty was squeezing
him for some more money.

And Katya was
collateral damage?

Donovan: Let's go
back to Edward.

See how he reacts

when you mention Dougherty.

And also let
him know

that we have an eye
witness to the envelopes.

Charlie: Let's go, Rex.

Thank you.

Hey, Jesse.

-Yeah.

Check the local stores
that sell TATP.

See if you can catch
Dougherty in the process

of buying the bomb
supplies and the timer.

Sure sure.

Hey, Charlie-

I have something
for you.

I ran a background
check on Abby Cleese.

You know, the phone
number on your cup.

I figured you'd
want to know

if she was a psycho or not
before you called her.

Turns out she isn't.

But she should really
pay her parking tickets.

Jesse, you cannot invade
her privacy like that.

Boundaries!

Sorry.

Shred that.

Yeah.

I think he
likes the place.

We aim to please.

Are you certain that explosion
wasn't an accident?

Mm-hmm.

We confirmed
it was a bomb.

My God.

You think my daughter
was the target?

I don't know yet.

If she's in danger,
I have to warn her!

The best way that you
can protect your daughter

is to tell me
the truth.

What's your relationship
with Neil Dougherty?

I don't recognize
that name.

Really?

[Rex barks]

The guy goes by your
food truck once a week.

He picks up envelopes.

You weren't
aware of that?

Come on, Edward.

The guy has a history
of bomb making.

Now one of your
trucks blows up!

Okay.

I know him.

-He bailed you out

when you ran into
financial troubles.

That's practically
common knowledge.

During the last big recession,
people stopped going to dinner.

I got hit
really hard.

Neil Dougherty lent me the
cash to weather the storm.

And we had
an agreement

that I would pay him modest
weekly cash payments in return.

That's it.

And you're still paying.

-It's the deal
we made.

I honoured the agreement.

And so did he.

Trust me.

You're barking up
the wrong tree here.

[barking]

No offense.

If I knew more,
I'd tell you.

It's Caleb, right?

You knew Katya well?

She was lovely.

I haven't seen her
in a while.

But we're all
devastated.

Could she have been
behind the explosion?

That's ridiculous.

Katya couldn't
hurt a fly.

-What about Edward?

He runs an empire.

And empires are built
on the blood of others.

A bit dramatic, sure.
But true.

So he has enemies?

Most of his former
employees, for starters.

What can you tell me about
his weekly payments

to a man named
Dougherty?

Hmm?

Only that they don't come
out of this restaurant side.

Why not?

-It's all credit and debit
cards now at the restaurant.

Nobody pays
cash anymore.

So any payments would
show up on the books.

Unlike, say-
a food truck.

That's a cash-only
business.

Skim a little cream
off the top.

And the tax man
is none the wiser.

[barking]

Rex.

Come on.

Smart dog.

Imported Genovese sausage
with black truffle.

$50 a plate.

Well, that's why I
eat mostly at home.

Here.

For your
hungry friend.

What do you
say, buddy?

[Rex yelps]

[barking]

What?

I know. I know.

I shouldn't be drinking
coffee this late.

Charlie.

-Hmm?

I found security footage
from Conway's Hardware.

It shows who bought
the industrial acetone.

Let me see.

Katya?

Yeah.

It's crazy, right?

It looks like your
victim is the bomber!

♪♪
[theme music]

Donovan: Good morning,
everybody.

Sarah, do you have
autopsy results for me?

Tox screen was negative
for illicit drugs, alcohol-

and prescription meds.

Okay, and what did the search
of Katya's house turn up?

Nothing suspicious on
her phone or computer.

But I'm still analyzing
her social media pages.

I did a deep
background check

on both Katya
and her family.

Nothing to point to any
type criminal activity-

let alone bomb-building.

Donovan: Well, people change.

Well, I have a
different theory.

Let's see.

So I blew up
a few frames

of the hardware store
security footage.

And look at what Katya is
buying along with the acetone.

Hmm?

Okay, well just because she's
buying a cheesy travel mug-

it doesn't make
her innocent.

Maybe, but look
at her smile-

her casual body language.

Not a hint of
nervousness.

And- no timer.

So you think she bought the
acetone for someone else-

not realizing
what it was for?

Exactly.

Someone like Neil Dougherty?

Why not?

It fits his M.O..

Charlie?

Jesse?

Do we have anything that
remotely resembles a plan?

Just follow my lead.

[background chatter]

Too good
to be true.

[laughter]

Uh-oh.

Officers.

Neil Dougherty?

What's this all about?

Detective Hudson.

We have a warrant

to search the premises here
and at your residence.

What's that
supposed to be?

A police dog?

Or a pussy cat?

-Oh, give him a try.

See how that
works out.

[Rex barks]

Okay.

Make yourselves at home.

Not interested in
what we're chasing?

A wild goose?

Bomb-making supplies.

Mmm.

-The kind that was
used in the device

that blew up Fast
Eddie's food truck.

Oh yeah yeah yeah.

I heard about that.

That's a shame, kiddo.

But I'm not in
that business.

I run a bar.

Right.

So tell me about your
relationship with Katya Melnyk.

Who?

How about Gabrielle Bullock?

Oh- you know
her, don't you?

Yeah?

Was she the target?

You know?

A way to get back
at the old man?

For what?

I like that family.

I eat at Edward's
twice a week.

You guys really
are desperate here.

Aren't you?

Anyway.

I got work to do.

So- after you
come up empty-

make sure you get
your crowd here

a drink on me.

Okay?

[men chuckling]

Boys.

Why do I get
the impression

that there's nothing
here to find?

Well, that was just for show
so you can do your thing.

Oh!

Okay, well
in that case-

Set up two
security cameras.

One in the front.
One in the back.

And I'll monitor
his cell phone.

Anyone shows up or calls,
we'll know about it.

That's what I'm
talking about.

♪♪
[soft music]

Charlie: Stay here, pal.

Hey!

Can I make you a
flat white, Detective?

-No. No, thanks.

I was just
passing by.

And I remembered-

that I forgot to pay for
my coffee from yesterday.

Forget it.

My treat.

Oh.

I thought that
maybe you'd call.

Right, the phone number.

Sorry, I have never
done that before.

I'm so embarrassed.

No! I thought
it was brave.

Yeah, but-

off the market?

More like recently
back on the market.

Just not sure
I'm ready.

I get it.

No pressure.

I'm Abby.

Charlie.

[phone chimes]

Excuse me one second.

Jesse, what's up?

Hey, so Dougherty called the
landline at Edward's restaurant

a few minutes ago.

Who did
he talk to?

-No one picked up.

But I find it very interesting
that the first call he makes

after we leave his
place is to Edward's.

That is curious.

Let me see what
I can find out.

Sorry, I've
got to run.

Of course.

Hey.

Before I go-

You want to
meet my partner?

Yeah.

This is Rex.

Rex, come say hi.

Can I pet him?

Yeah, but watch it.

He's a hugger.

So am I.

-Hey, Rex!

[barking]

He's not usually
like that.

Well, it's okay.

Thanks for the coffee.

-Yeah.

Bye, Rex.

Some wingman you are.

[Rex whines]

♪♪
[theme music]

Caleb.

Hey.

Back for more black
truffle sausages?

-Maybe he is.

But I'm here
to see Edward.

Well, he left about
20 minutes ago.

Not sure if he's
coming back tonight.

What about Gabrielle?

-Edward made her
take a few days off.

Look. I've got to
get back in there.

You guys want to
stay for dinner?

No. I'd have to take
out a second mortgage.

-Yeah.

That's a nice mug.

Thanks.

I got it
as a gift.

Huh. From who?

One of the
cooks, I think.

Not Katya?

Look. I know she
bought that mug

a few days ago.

Which means you lied to me
about not seeing her recently.

Hey, guys.

Break's over.

Okay, yeah.

I did see Katya
recently-

when I offered
her the position

of pastry chef at
my new restaurant.

This mug was
a thank you

for rescuing her from
Gabrielle and Edward.

So why lie
about it?

-Come on.
Edward was around.

I didn't want
him to overhear.

Look. If he finds out
that I'm leaving

and taking half
his staff with me-?

The dude's vindictive.

He'd ruin me.

-Okay, well he won't
hear it from me.

But if Edward comes back,
you have him contact me.

Okay?

He has my number.

Rex, let's go.

Rex!

[barking]

Rex!

[gunshot]

Ugh!

[screeching tires]

[barking]

This is Detective
Hudson.

Shots fired from a grey 300
heading north on Kershaw.

Jesse.

Did you confirm that
Dougherty owns a grey 300?

Yeah, why?

-He just took a shot

at Edward Bullock's
head chef.

That's impossible.

He's at the bar.

-Well maybe he snuck
out another exit?

It had to
be his car.

-Well, that may be.

But Dougherty is not
behind the wheel.

How can you
be sure?

Well, because he can't
be two places at once.

And-

I am looking
right at him.

Who called it in?

Building owner.

This level was closed for
sprinkler maintenance.

Hmm. Find anything?

Well there are fingerprints
on the steering wheel.

Probably Dougherty's.

The shooter was
wearing gloves.

Dougherty claims
it was stolen

from his home garage.

Well, they also
stole the key.

It was still in
the ignition.

Yeah, maybe Dougherty
was involved.

It was pretty smart
dumping it here.

By the time it
was called in-

the shooter was probably
home sleeping.

-But who would have
wanted Caleb dead?

[Rex sniffing]

[barking]

What have you
got, Rex?

[barking]

What have you
got, bud?

No way.

Looks like the shooter
ditched the gun.

Ballistics will confirm.

But how did Rex
know it was here?

It was recently fired.

He can smell
the gunpowder.

You say that
like it's nothing.

I'm used to it.

Nice job, buddy.

Caleb: You know-

I can't think
of anyone

who hates me enough
to want to kill me.

Any idea what this might
have to do with Katya-?

or the bombings?

Uh- no.

Hey.

I know that you were planning
to jump ship from Edward's-

and take Katya
with you.

Now she's dead.

And you've
been shot at.

I think you can see what I'm
getting at here, can't you?

Everyone I invited to work with
me has a damn good reason

for wanting to get out
from under Edward.

Especially the women.

They wouldn't do anything
to jeopardize that.

Okay.

Well, until we get
this figured out-

we can offer you
police protection.

Uh- no thanks.

Excuse me?

Protection won't
be necessary.

-Someone tried to shoot
you last night, Caleb.

-I don't intend
to sit around

waiting for them
to finish the job.

I appreciate your offer.

But I won't
hide from this.

May I go?

Yeah.

Jesse: Charlie, I
owe you an apology.

I'm sorry for checking
into your barista earlier.

She's not mybarista.

Well just so you know,
I shredded the file

like you asked.

I shouldn't have run that
background check on her.

It was way
out of line.

Not official police business.

Not even close.

Well I mean it was sort
of police business.

I mean, you could
have rehabilitated her.

What?

[barking]

-Well, there were-

the parking tickets,
sure, sure.

But before that-

was a long
list of priors.

Really?

Yeah.

Long list.

What- what were
the priors?

I can't seem
to remember.

You asked me to
shred the file.

You think I
fell for that?

Oh, I know
you fell for it.

Can't dupe me
that easily.

[barking]

Seriously?

Bite the hand
that feeds you?

♪♪
[background music]

You be nice
this time, huh?

Hi, Charlie.

What can I
get you?

Actually, I came by to
apologize for yesterday.

Rex-

was a little
bit out of sorts.

Weren't you, buddy?

That's okay.

Maybe he smelled
my cats on me.

You have cats?

-Yeah, a couple
of rescues.

You think that
might be it?

I don't know.

[barking]

I swear, he is
never like this.

-Maybe he senses
you're not ready.

Listen, no pressure.

I hope you keep
coming back.

You're a good tipper.

You've got a
customer for life.

[Abby laughs]

Sorry.

Told you
I'm a hugger.

Your hair-

do I smell coconut?

Yeah, I think so.

Take care, Charlie.

Is that actually
your problem?

Do you really
not like coconut?

Sarah: Bomb squad confirms the
explosive from the bombings

when Dougherty was a
suspect were also acetone.

Donovan: And his car
was used in the shooting.

What about the gun?

It's German,
circa World War II.

And we know Dougherty
is a collector.

We'll have ballistics soon.

So what is
the connection

between the shooting
and the bombing?

Well, Dougherty is the only one
that connects to both crimes.

The bombing-
he's a bomber.

As for the shooting,
he could have

supplied both the
car and the gun

to somebody else
to go kill Caleb

while he was
at his bar-

with Jesse as
his witness.

What about motive?

Dougherty could have been
working with Edward-

trying to stop Caleb
from stealing his staff.

Donovan: But what
if someone else

is doing this and
framing Dougherty?

You guys
should see this.

It is blowing up
the newsfeeds.

Caleb is exposing Bullock
for sexual misconduct.

Charlie: What?

I had no idea
how bad it was.

I'm opening my
own restaurant.

And I reached out to
some female co-workers

that I admire

to come and
work with me.

I heard stories

that shocked me.

I urged some of
them to speak out.

But they were terrified

of not being believed,
of being sued.

So I decided to take on
Edward Bullock myself.

I'm sorry.

What does this have
to do with our case?

Someone knew that Caleb
was coming forward

with these allegations.

I got Katya Melnyk
to go public.

And she was murdered.

And then last night-

someone tried
to kill me.

That's how bad Edward Bullock
wants to shut down the truth.

Donovan: Any merit
to his accusation?

Charlie: I don't know.

But he should have shared
his suspicions with us first.

[phone chiming]

This could hamper
the investigation.

It's Edward.

Detective Hudson.

Gabrielle: It's all lies.
Every word of it.

It doesn't matter.

It's already out
there already.

The court of public opinion
is having a heyday.

This is a matter for
lawyers, not a cop.

Why'd you
call me here?

Gabrielle: So you can
arrest those jackals

out there, for starters.

Gabby.

Look, my father-

maybe he's a little
old-fashioned.

Maybe he flirts a bit
more than he should.

But a sexual predator?

A murderer?

Edward: Gabby.

It doesn't matter.

All that matters right
now is what we do.

You have to
go out there.

And you have
to take control.

You blame me
for everything.

You be very apologetic.

You tell them you're
taking over the company.

And you're cleaning house.

It's character assassination.

I don't care.

I didn't build this empire
to lose it like this.

Now please-

Do as I say.

Okay, why am
I really here?

Sometimes another person
has to hold up a mirror

before you
see the truth.

The allegations are true.

Katya told me she was
going to expose me.

I couldn't stop her
with threats or cash.

So I-

Offered her money
for her silence?

-It didn't work.

So I tricked her into
getting the chemicals.

And I-

I made that device.

-Wait.

You're telling me that you
planted the bomb on the truck?

I couldn't let
her ruin me.

And Caleb?

-Once I realized he was
the head propagator.

I knew he
had to go too.

Cut off the head, the
body will follow, right?

You know what you're
confessing to here?

Yes.

I murdered Katya.

And I attempted
to murder Caleb.

And I acted alone.

Edward Bullock.

You're under arrest.

[clinking handcuffs]

I know. I know.

[barking]

Sorry, buddy.

You're going to have to find
a new favourite restaurant.

Charlie: How did you
make the bomb?

I found instructions online.

I told Katya to
buy the acetone-

to make it look
like she built it.

-How did you
set it off?

With a timer.

-How did you know

that your daughter wasn't
going to be on the truck

when it went off?

I set the timer
for 3 p.m.

I was going to call
her in for a meeting.

And then it went
off prematurely.

That's right.

Thank God Gabby
wasn't on that truck.

So that's why
I decided

to switch to something
more reliable for Caleb.

When you started
looking at Dougherty-

I broke into
his place.

I stole his gun.

I stole his car to make
it look like he did it.

-You're telling me that you
knew where he kept his gun?

It took me less than
five minutes to find it.

No.

No what?

-No, you wouldn't get
your own hands dirty.

Who are you protecting?

-What the hell are
you talking about?

I just told you exactly
what happened.

The next time
I kill someone-

you want me to
take a selfie?

Will that
work for you?

I don't believe him.

Even if he did, why
would he confess?

We have
nothing on him.

-You said it yourself.

He's protecting someone.

There's only one
person I can think of

who he'd throw
his life away for.

I didn't want my father
to take the rap.

I would never
ask that of him.

So he confessed
to protect you.

Yes.

But not for
something that I did.

He's trying to protect
me from someone.

Neil Dougherty.

Yes.

Somehow he found out what
Caleb and Katya were up to.

He wanted to
safeguard his interest

in my father's empire.

So he decided
to kill them

to kill the story.

Dougherty didn't
shoot at Caleb.

So he must have
hired someone else.

But Caleb survived.

Got his story out.

So what happens now?

I take over
the restaurant.

And continue to make
payments to that monster.

My father takes the fall
for Katya's murder.

And in return,
Dougherty lets me live.

Sounds a little
one-sided.

That's what happens when you
make deals with the devil.

Could you excuse
us for a moment?

Hey.

Ballistics on the
gun Rex found.

Definitely the one
that shot at Caleb.

But there's more.

You're going
to love this.

Uhh.

Looks like the devil's
about to get his due.

Stay put, pal.

This won't take long.

[Rex whines]

You're with me.

You two watch
the exits.

[motorcycle engine]

A power cruiser engine.

It's Dougherty.

[screeching tires]

Ahh!!

[barking]

Get this dog
away from me!

Good job, partner.

-Get off me!

Bring him in.

Rex.

-Yeah, okay!
I can get up!

Gabrielle: Somehow
he found out

what Caleb and
Katya were up to.

He wanted to safeguard his
interest in my father's empire.

So he decided
to kill them

to kill the story.

Hmm.

She's mistaken.

-She's throwing
you under the bus.

Yet you called Edward's

after we tossed your
place to warn her.

Donovan: Tell you what.

You help us
out with her-

We look the
other way

with regards to your
involvement in this thing.

Yeah?

Donovan: Yeah.

It's a one time offer.

Take it or leave it.

I didn't build
the bomb.

I only told
her how to.

That's not illegal.

Maybe not, but the
attempted drive-by is.

-That was her too.

Not me.

She took the car keys
from my pants pocket.

Charlie: Well how did she get
access to your pants?

We're friends.

A little more
than friends?

Not anymore.

What about the pistol?

Your prints were
all over it.

And ballistics matched it
to a double homicide in '08.

Donovan: We didn't
get you then.

But we got
you now.

And you're under
arrest, by the way.

What the hell?
We made a deal.

Charlie: For the business
with Gabrielle.

Not the old homicides.

Donovan: Come on, Dougherty.

You do a hit-

You've got to at least try
to get rid of the piece.

Isn't that in
the handbook?

It's a souvenir
from the war.

I just couldn't bring myself
to get rid of the damn thing.

Well, I hope it
was worth it.

Lock him up.

We know where you
bought the timer.

Junk shop
in Mt. Pearl.

The owner IDd
you from your photo.

I wasn't trying
to kill anyone.

I hid the bomb
on the truck.

I was planning to put it
in the trunk of Caleb's car.

It was meant
to go off

when he was still
in the restaurant.

I thought if I could
just scare him-

But it went off
prematurely.

So you decided
to shoot him.

I missed on purpose.

I didn't want
to kill anyone.

I just-

I wanted
to shut him up

to protect my father.

To protect your
future-

you mean.

To make sure

that the Edward's brand-

your inheritance-

remained untarnished.

It doesn't mean that
I don't love my father.

-You love him enough to
let him rot in prison for you.

I didn't intend for
that to happen.

Edward: Look.
I told you.

I did it!

So- what?

Are you going to
take the word

of some lowlife
mobster over mine?

I'm taking your
daughter's word.

She confessed.

Please- please.

Let me wear this.

Okay?

She only did what she did
because of my mistakes.

Don't punish my daughter

because her
father is a fool.

Please.

It's out of my
hands now.

This isn't over.

I don't think I've
ever seen someone

so eager to go
to jail before.

Yeah.

Have you guys
checked social media?

It is blowing up.

Three more women who've
worked for Edward

have come forward
with allegations.

Well I guess we'll be seeing
him again soon enough.

Maybe he'll be reunited
with his daughter.

In prison.

I love a good
family reunion.

Hey!

-Congratulations
on the arrests.

Same to you!

It was a
team effort.

And it looks like that double
murder charge against Dougherty

is going to stick.

Well-

thanks to Rex
finding that gun!

Hey?

What a good boy.

Hey!

Did you ever call that
number on your cup?

Didn't work out.

Oh.

Well, there's something
to be said for being single.

You miss it when
you don't have it.

Enjoy it while
you can.

You'll get scooped
up soon enough.

Good advice.

Huh, Rex?