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In Toronto's war on crime,

the worst offenders are pursued
by the detectives

of the Specialized
Criminal Investigations Unit.

These are their stories.

Come in.

Leave it on.

So you think
your service

actually improves relationships?

The long-term ones. Yes.

Ms. Stewart, your dating
company Scarlett Riley

is currently valued
at $80 million.

Are you comfortable
making this kind of money

off what is
essentially deception?

Would my business
be going public

if I wasn't meeting a need?

I think I save marriages.

Keep families together.

Come on Isla, you got this.

Yeah. Very good.

Oh, and there they all go.

Okay. Isla, let's play
something else, okay?

Isla. Give Mommy the candy.

And we're done
with the blindfold.

You got something
against piñatas?

No. She had too much sugar.

Hey, are you okay?

Josie?

Yeah. Just tired.

I've seen you tired.
Come on, it's me.

What's going on?

Dina, I'll tell you later.

Now God,
God wants to be near you.

He wants to be with you.

And all that
he requires is faith!

Is trust.

You show up for God, and--
he'll show up
for you.

Amen.
My beautiful wife, Roxane.

That's right.

She didn't want
the money. I tried.

Everyone has a price.
Did you offer her more?

She doesn't want cash, Ellen.

You need to fix this. Now.

How about the judge?

Simon Mackie?

It's a long shot
but it's worth a try.

No, you know what?
It's interesting.

Carrot didn't work,
let's try the stick.

I'll call him first thing.

Let me just get that.
I'll be right out.

Justice Mackie. Ellen.

To what do I owe this...

What?

Well...

I-I can try.

But that's not easy. The...

Okay.

Give me a name.

Spell that.

You ready?

Okay. I am so sorry.

It's a work emergency.

But you go ahead.
I'll come up tonight.

Great.
Now put in your password.

No, your password should not
be the same as your username.

Sorry, can I call you back?

There you are.

- Hey, Dina.
- I found him.

Wait, what?

Tell me.

No, not on the phone.

Meet me at our spot?

You can't just sit there,
ma'am.

Now, we're
testing your blood pressure.

Please remain seated and calm
while the test finishes.

In case of emergency,

Please press
the physical stop button.

Victim's Dina Patesh.
35. Single. IT professional.

Works at an investment firm
that's connected to the PATH.

She was stabbed.
- Any witnesses?

No. They didn't even
know she was dead.

Staff all thought
she was asleep.

- What, up here?
- Yeah.

Not the best place
for a siesta.

- You got security footage?
- Yeah. Here you go.

Thanks.

The assailant went
straight for her.

Walks off like nothing happened.
Looks calm, professional.

Well, it may look
pro but it's not.

These stab wounds here
down into the clavicle,

it's a manoeuvre called
the subclavian thrust.

I've seen this before.
Done well. Mob hit.

The knife slices the nerves,
paralyzes the arm

and then severs
the subclavian artery.

You collapse
and hemorrhage internally.

A near instant death.
A one and done.

Except in Dina's case,

the killer struck twice.

Blood on the shirt
and collar here

indicates they missed
the artery the first time.

Alright. So we're looking for
somebody who knows the method

but not well-practiced.

I think we're looking for an
amateur who was in a hurry.

Dina called me
at the hospital.

She said that
she needed to talk,

that she wanted me
to meet her here.

What did she want
to talk about?

Must've been important
for you to leave your shift.

Dina didn't say on the phone.

By the time I got here
she was already gone.

You really have no
idea what she wanted?

No, okay? I already told you.
I don't know.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Did she have any enemies?

Feuds at work? Ex-partner
who might want to hurt her?

No.

Dina's amazing.

Everybody loves her.

Okay. Thank you.

Now, would you call your best
friend and not tell them

what was bothering you?

I mean, why make them
wait to see you in person?

Putting aside for the moment

that you hate
talking on the phone.

Well, I don't hate it, it's
just if I have something

to say to you,
I wanna look you in the eye.

Especially if it's important.

So what did Dina have to say?

And did somebody kill her
before she could say it?

Dina Patesh.
She's not a gambler.

No debts, no criminal
affiliations.

Only mark on her record
is an impaired driving charge.

It was sealed before the courts.

Is that relevant?
Was she an addict?

Was this an altercation
with a dealer?

No. Da Silva didn't
find any traces

of drugs or alcohol
in her system.

Dina was single. Lived alone.

Her boss said she was the best
tech security expert

they'd ever had.

Are we sure this
wasn't a random attack?

Remember Rohinie Bisesar,
the Shoppers stabber.

Mentally ill.
Went straight for her target.

Didn't know her from Adam.

Rohinie was delusional,
whereas Dina's killer

had the foresight to conceal
their identity.

And so well, in fact,

that Mark couldn't even
recognize them on street level

after they left the PATH.

This was targeted, Boss.

It might not have been executed
by a professional

but the subclavian thrust

isn't something that just any
Adam off the street would know.

And Da Silva confirmed
the method during her autopsy?

She did, and speaking of...

Hey.

Yeah, sure.

Okay.

Da Silva wants to
see us in person.

She didn't say why.

Thanks for coming.
Had to do this one in situ

because of the nature
of his death.

This is Justice Simon Mackie.

Oh. Damn.

You knew him?

Yeah.

He was a good judge. Fair.

Neighbour found him dead
around noon.

Looks like a suicide.
Carbon monoxide.

Yeah but considering his job,

proximity to criminals,
and lack of suicidal ideation,

cops on the scene wanted to make
sure there was no foul play.

What's your verdict here?

Well, the flushing is
consistent with CO poisoning.

There is no sign of a struggle.
It is definitely a suicide.

He even left a note.

"I'm sorry, Kay.

Remember me as the man
you knew. I love you."

Well it sounds
like Justice Mackie

was worried about
his reputation.

Looks like it, too.

You don't smash up
all your devices

unless you've got
something to hide.

I just have one question.

Uh, if he killed himself,
what are we doing here?

Because I found this
in his pocket.

Dina Patesh. Our victim.

I have no idea
who Dina Patesh is.

Why are you asking me this?

She was killed earlier today.

- You think Simon was involved?
- Not necessarily.

They died around the same time

but in different parts
of the city.

And Mrs. Mackie,

you said your husband asked you

to go to the cottage
without him.

Why?

He got a call before we left.

Came in here to take it.
He said he had a work emergency.

Dina Patesh.

This may be the last
thing he ever wrote.

Why was he thinking of her?

What are you suggesting,
Detective?

Well although you don't know
who Ms. Patesh is,

your husband certainly did.

She was obviously on his mind

right before he died.

My husband's been
gone for a few hours.

So please do not come in here

and try to make me doubt him.

Simon was a good man.

And he loved his life,
he loved his kids,

and he loved his work,
and he loved me.

He did not want to die.
I don't believe that.

I can't believe that.

Yes, ma'am.

Dead? What do you mean
he's dead?

Dead. It means dead,
Nathan. He's gone.

More importantly, so is Dina.

We're in the clear.

How did this happen?

I don't know.

I'd say that God smiled on us
but that's more your thing.

- The underwriter's here.
- Great.

Alright, Nathan. I gotta go.

Wait, wait. Sure this is over?

Okay, we are not gonna
talk about what you did

or what I did ever again.

It's over.

Pamela.

You remember Aaron, my lawyer?

- Of course.
- Taj, my head of IT.

I was just quizzing him

on your latest website security
plan, which is lacking.

You need to beef it up before
our bank can finalize your IPO.

Your business runs on
the promise of total privacy.

Its value depends on it.

Trust me.

At my company, the digital
lipstick on your collar

stays a secret.

We've never had a breach.

I want a third party
security assessment.

Because right now
I'm not comfortable.

And until I'm comfortable,
we're not doing this deal.

So we were able to trace
Mackie's movements

before he killed himself.

It seems after he got
his emergency call,

he met with
the trial coordinator.

Begged her to move

Dina's impaired
driving case to his court.

So he could put her in jail
or rule in her favour?

No, the latter.
We think it was blackmail.

How could Dina have dirt
on a person like Mackie?

He does every NGO
and charity event from A to Z.

Yeah, well, it turns out

he also does a little triple X.

Okay.

These are some
career ruining nudes.

Where'd you find them?

Off his smashed laptop here.

It seems our good Justice Mackie
was cheating on his wife.

These photos were sent via DM
to women on Scarlett Riley.

Ah. The dating app
for cheaters.

Yeah. Mackie was using it
to have multiple affairs.

We think Dina told
Mackie to take her case

and acquit her of the charge
or all this would come out.

But Mackie didn't
get the case.

So he killed himself before
someone killed his blackmailer.

How'd Dina know about any
of this in the first place?

Did she go on a date
with Mackie?

No. We checked her devices.

Dina wasn't on
the Scarlett Riley app.

But she doesn't need to have
been on the app

to have seen the photos.

Wasn't she an ethical hacker?

Or an unethical one, too.

Maybe. But if Dina
hacked the judge,

she didn't use her own laptop.

We need to look
at her work computer.

Dina was
definitely up to something.

This icon here means

she's running a virtual
machine on this desktop.

- A hidden profile?
- Yep.

Hackers use it to hide
their activity.

It has its own operating
system, email. Look.

Ransom note.

But it's not
addressed to Mackie,

it's to Ellen Stewart.

"I've found lipstick
on 35 million collars.

You have one week to shut down

or I'll release all your
user info to the world."

Dina was blackmailing
the CEO of Scarlett Riley.

The deadline's
for 5 PM today.

But if there's no Dina,
there's no deadline.

Dina Patesh got the real names
and sexual proclivities

of 35 million users.

Well, hats off to her

for executing the most
salacious crime of my career.

How the hell
did she manage that?

Well, she's good at her job.

And found a back door
using a zero-day exploit.

Cracked the password

then stole 100 gigabytes
of raw user data

and locked it up
on the dark web.

It's fully key encrypted.
No one can access it.

Why'd she steal
all that information

if she wasn't asking for money?

Well, she didn't want money.

She wanted to shut
the company down.

She'd tank it herself
by releasing the names.

Because why?
She hated adulterers?

She wanted to stick it
to Ellen Stewart.

I saw her on TV last week.

Scarlett Riley's
about to go public.

Ellen's going to make millions.

Which would give her strong
motive to find the hacker

and neutralize the threat
to her business.

But how would Ellen
know Dina was responsible?

Let's go ask her.

Dina Patesh.

Yes. She tried to
ruin my business.

My life.

We saw the ransom note.

It was sent you by a hacktivist.

How'd you figure out
it was Dina?

She's no Edward Snowden.

Took a couple of days

but she left an IP trace
and my tech guy found her.

That's interesting because
you also left a trace.

And would you look at that,
here we are finding you.

Justice Simon Mackie
wrote down her name.

He's one of your users.
You knew you'd been hacked.

Figured out it was Dina and that
she had an upcoming trial...

And so you called him but
he couldn't get the case.

And convinced that he couldn't
stop Dina from ruining his life,

Mackie killed himself.

Which is too bad because
if he'd waited one more day,

someone killed Dina

before she could spill
35 million dirty little secrets.

Ms. Stewart, where were you on
Monday at 1 PM?

Oh, wait.

You think that someone is me.

I didn't kill anyone.

- Please answer the question.
- I was at the Cleo Club.

We were having a party
for my IPO.

Everyone was there.

My tech guy, Taj.
My lawyer, Aaron.

Half the staff.

Do you admit that you told
Justice Mackie about the hack?

I do not.

I didn't tell Mackie or any
of my clients about the hack

or that Dina was the hacker.

No, discretion is
the heartbeat of my business.

No, of course.
It's why your business exists.

To keep affairs secret.

Look. You know,
I wish things were different.

I'm grateful for
the success that I've had

but it doesn't make up
for the fact

that society bears
so much shame.

Wrestling with monogamy
doesn't make you a sociopath.

It makes you human.

Why didn't you
report the hack?

You could've asked
for help from the police.

That's what they do,
they arrest people.

She committed a serious crime.

Right. Then word
of the breach gets out

and my IPO is destroyed.

Speaking of which,
I have a meeting

so if you have any other
questions

you can talk to my lawyer.

Aaron, can you come in here?

That wedding band.

Is it real or just for show?

All I know is
that when I wear it,

even more people hit on me.

Always want what you can't have.

Yes. We kept the hack

and the hacker's
identity a secret.

No one outside
the inner circle knew.

Well, someone got to Dina.

And if it wasn't someone
at Scarlett Riley

then it was someone Ellen told.

So, who'd she spill to?
A special client? A friend?

Oh come on, Aaron.

Help us solve a murder.

I don't know and even if I did

I couldn't give you
our clients' names.

That would be a violation
of their privacy.

That's quite a lot of loyalty

for a business
based on betrayal.

That's catchy.

Good luck with your
investigation, detectives.

You know, why involve
Justice Mackie at all?

Ellen's raking in the cash.
Why not pay Dina off?

What's the first thing
an underwriter does

when they assess an IPO?

Due diligence. Check
the company's financial health.

Look under the hood.

Hmm. So if Ellen's
money's under scrutiny...

Then maybe she found a way
to bribe Dina off the books?

Who is Dina Patesh and why
did you send her this money?

This is just a mistake.

Did you think I wouldn't
notice this?

What is this for?

She's a hacker.

She's trying to blackmail Ellen.

Trying to ruin her business.

Oh. Right. Ellen. Of course.

What? She's my oldest friend.
She was in need.

Yeah, of bribe money?

To keep her disgusting
website open?

You know that Ellen's problems
are not our responsibility.

Why are you helping her?

Because that's what we do.

We help people.

What are you not telling me?

I just got
Dina's banking records.

The day before she died

she declined a wire transfer
for $500,000.

Who turns down 500k?

Someone who hates adultery
more than they love money.

The transfer's from
a numbered company.

Okay. Which is owned by...

A Nathan Renslow.

Why is that name familiar?

Give me a second.

'Cause you might
remember him better

as Pastor Nate

from Evolution Church.

Charismatic leader,
hype priest,

and possible
Scarlett Riley user.

Didn't know you two
were so into hipster mass.

Well, I'm not.

But it's hard to forget
a man of the cloth

who wears that much leather.

Ellen Stewart?
I know who she is.

Everyone does.
- But you're old friends.

You met at
the Hart House debate club.

It's the perfect jumping off
point for anyone

interested in a successful
career as an orator.

That was a long time ago.

We don't have much
in common anymore.

Except for Scarlett Riley.

Sorry, I'm a happily
married man.

Who sent $500,000 to the woman
who hacked that site

and threatened to expose
all of its users.

I sent that money
'cause Ellen asked me to.

Not because I use the site.

I was just trying
to help a friend.

I'm sorry. Do I have "idiot"
written on my forehead?

Alright, look.

Couple of months ago
my wife Roxane and I

were going through some stuff.

Ellen told me the site
was safe and I believed her.

That's on me.

I only went on a few
coffee dates.

Totally chaste,
I didn't sleep with anyone,

and I told my wife everything
and she's forgiven me.

That's very big of her

but I'm not so sure
your congregation

would be so accommodating.

Because if you're on the list,

you're on the list.

Which is exactly why
I sent Dina the cash.

Try to get her to drop
everything

but she didn't want my money.

So what'd you do when
she rejected you?

Nothing. Told Ellen.
She said she had another plan.

Where were you
on Monday at 1 PM?

Nathan, love?
Is everything okay?

Yeah, of course. Roxane,
where was I Monday at 1 PM?

Hosting Lunch Hour
of Power with me.

It's our prayer group.

Lunch Hour of Power?

Kill me. Sounds more
like an 80s exercise class.

Even if Nathan's
alibi does check out,
it's not a total wash.

'Cause he admitted
that Ellen told him

that Dina was the hacker.

Yeah. Which gives us enough
to get a production order

for the Scarlett Riley
user list.

Oh great. So we've only
narrowed it down to what,

35 million suspects?

Well. I have never been so
excited to look at

a grey database of names.

Well, don't get
too pumped, Frankie.

The production order
that Justice Garber signed

stipulates you can
only look at 10 names

from the Scarlett
Riley users list.

Sounds like a challenge.

the infidelity edition.

I know this is only 10
questions, Forrester.

Just humour my analogy.

Okay but would anyone really
know if we looked at, say, 11?

Unfortunately, the search
is tracked by an FTK.

It's a forensic tool kit.
It's like a digital audit.

There it is.

So don't waste one
on your ex-boyfriend.

10!
- 10.

Good luck.

Well, I've taken the liberty
of looking up the obvious.

Ellen, Aaron, and Taj
all have profiles.

Justice Mackie is "BigMan _x74"

and Nathan is
"Jesus Saves U 33."

Woof. I wonder if that's why
he only had a few

chaste coffee dates.

So who else have we met that
might be a Scarlett Riley user?

Alright. Five down, five to go.
And we can search up anyone?

By name and email.

I think we should start with
anyone associated with the case.

So how about husbands,
wives, partners?

Kay Mackie. The judge's wife.

She's not on here.

Okay, Frankie. Roll the dice,
see if you can do better.

Okay. Come on,
lucky number seven.

Russ Bennett?

Josie's husband?

Nope. Three wishes left.

Okay, think, think,
think, think.

- Roxane. Preacher's wife.
- No.

Negative.

Hold your horses, right?
There's only two shots left.

Scroll back. Josie.

Dina's best friend.
Josie Bennett.

We have a match.

Josie Bennett. "LADYLOVE1987."

I'll be damned.

Yes, I knew about the hack.

I should've told you guys
but I was scared.

Scared of what?

What Dina did was illegal

and she did it for me.

So you were looking
for something. Someone.

Yeah. A guy I met on the site.

She just wanted to help
me find his real name.

I'm gonna take this.
Excuse me.

Josie, what happened?

About a month ago, Russ
and I were having problems.

I got so sick of being
Mommy all the time.

So I signed up onto the site.

It's stupid, I know.

It's not stupid. No, I...

I get it.

I do.

And Josie, can you tell me about
this guy you met on the site?

His screen name
is "Don Juan 423."

He was charming.

Made me feel different.

He wanted to meet.

Suggested we do this thing.

It's called door ajar.

Right, I've heard of it.

It's where you unlock the door,
you wait blindfolded...

Yeah.

I thought it would
be exciting, but...

I rented an Airbnb
because he asked me to.

But when he showed up,

it... it was too weird.

You know?

I wanted to see him so I tried
to take the blindfold off.

And...

he didn't like that?

He pinned me down.

I couldn't move.

I couldn't see.
I couldn't breathe.

And he raped me.

And then he left.

And he blocked me on the app.

All of our messages
were just gone.

And I reported him
to Scarlett Riley

but they didn't respond.

- Did you tell the police?
- What was I supposed to say?

I mean, I don't even
know his real name.

But I know he has done
this to other people.

Sorry, how?

Before I told Dina
I was desperate to find him.

I posted about him
online in a forum

about bad dates to warn people.

This person, Fiona,
she reached out

and said that he did
the exact same thing to her.

And she went to the cops but
they said she didn't have enough

for an investigation.

No name, no face.

No case.

I told Dina and she said
that she could hack the site

and find his name.

It took a few days
but she got him.

That's why she wanted to meet.

So she could tell
you who he was.

In person.

I'm sorry.

She was my best friend.
And she got him because of me.

I have no idea
who "Don Juan 423" is

or why he's not on the list
that was sent to you.

There, I just looked.

He's not in my system either,
so I'm sorry.

You've been misinformed.

"Don Juan 423" doesn't exist.

Or you got rid of him
after the hack

because he's a rapist,
he's a murderer.

I have never heard a single
assault allegation

against any of my users.

Well then you haven't
been paying attention.

One victim definitely sent them.

Josie Bennett.
These are her emails.

- I've never seen these.
- Maybe you've seen this one?

It's a second victim who
reported it to the police.

There's a predator
in your midst.

Perhaps we should
warn your users?

Do not do that, okay?

I'm telling you,
this is a mistake.

It's literally impossible
for "Don Juan 423"

to have existed
and now be gone.

How so?

Because we made it impossible.

Once you make a profile
on Scarlett Riley,

it can never truly be deleted.

It's how I retain
35 million users.

That's rich.

So you're telling me that you
don't wanna be in a relationship

but you made it so that
no one can ever leave you?

And you over-valued your
business in the process.

I'd call that a win-win.

You know what, it stills looks
good on paper, okay?

And that's all that matters.
I'm telling you the truth.

"Don Juan 423" doesn't exist.

Yeah, but you've
already lied to us once,

so I'm thinking you should
probably just disclose

this guy's real name
because if you don't

we might have to
go wide with this.

Yeah. I'd put on
my mirror face.

Hold a press conference.

Ask for the public's help in
finding this elusive creep.

Okay.

There is one way that
a user could seem

to disappear from the platform.

But it can only be authorized
by Taj in the tech department.

Change the user handle.

Look, I didn't change
any user handle.

Ellen can blame me all
she wants for that hack

but I'm not responsible

or involved in some murder
or a cover-up.

Look, I really need to
get back to work.

Sure.

Well, if it wasn't you then it
was someone else.

So what do you think Taj,
was it one of your guys?

You two. Out.

No.

No one does anything on
the user database

unless I authorize it.

So somebody came in here
while you weren't around.

Look, I'm barely
keeping my job here.

Yeah, but we're talking
about a homicide here.

And sexual assault.

The other day
when you two showed up,

someone used my credentials
to get in the database.

And no doubt you looked up
those key card logs

lickety split

to find out who was
lurking around your terminal.

Yeah.

This is the part
where you go on.

- It was Aaron.
- Ellen's lawyer.

And how did he
get your password?

I...

I gave it to him.

When he wanted to get rid
of some sensitive emails

before the underwriter came in

and took a look at
our security system.

Emails he didn't think
I knew about.

Emails about sexual assault?

Yes.

And that's why
I decided to switch jobs.

Everything had
just become so heavy.

I had become numb

to the violence,

to the assaults, to the blood.

There was always so much blood.

Couldn't stand the sight of it.

Got harder and harder
to feel anything anymore.

Being here is the only
thing that really helps.

That was really brave, Aaron.

I might suggest that we focus

on turning your complaint
into a prayer.

Complaint can be
a prayer, Roxane.

What's more emotional, genuine,

real than when you feel
like you've been wronged?

When you wonder,
"God, why have you put me here?"

But he hasn't put you anywhere
where you can't come back from.

God wants to forgive.

And so should we.

Alright, guys.

That's all for today.
Have a great week.

We carry each other's burdens.

I just think he may need
more help than we can give him.

Then I will carry his weight.

And as it breaks me down,

I will lean on you.

We might bend,
but we're not gonna break.

You're my strength, Roxane.

You carry all of us.

So we believe Aaron Smith
is Josie's rapist

and he might be Dina's killer.

The guy used his coworker's
credentials

to change Don Juan 423's
user handle on the same day

that we requested access
to their clients.

He also wiped Josie's emails
off the server.

In order to
sanitize the business

before it went public?

Yeah. Or to cover
his own tracks.

So he blocks
the women he rapes,

deletes the evidence,
and then blocks this, too.

This guy is a corporate
lawyer at Scarlett Riley.

How does he know how
to do a subclavian thrust?

Well, he doesn't know
how to do it well.

But he learned it
from someone who did.

So, Aaron.
Why'd you go corporate, huh?

Better money?
Change of pace?

I was sick
of dealing with murders.

Oh. Like this one?

You defended
an ex-military man

who stabbed his wife in the neck

using a method called
the subclavian thrust.

Are you familiar with it?

- Am I?
- I should hope so.

You spent three days
in an Ottawa court

cross-examining
an expert about it.

You don't remember?

Do you remember all
of your cases, Detective Graff?

Only the ones that
keep me up at night.

Why are you asking me
all about this?

Because Dina Patesh was
killed by the same method.

So you had the means,
the motive...

But not the opportunity
to kill her

because I was with Ellen.

Right, at the Cleo Club.

Well everyone and their
mother was at the Cleo Club

but can any of them vouch
for your whereabouts

at all times?

Quick trip down to
the drugstore. Do the job.

You're back in 15,
drinking your second martini.

Dina's gone
and your secret's safe.

What secret?

That you're "Don Juan 423."

And that you
changed your handle

to cover up any involvement

in at least two sexual assaults
and a homicide.

Look, we have
the key card records, Aaron.

We know you were
in the tech room.

Okay.

This is not what you think.
- Then what should we think?

Because I'm thinking right now

we've got enough
to charge you with murder.

Get up, we're taking
you to hold.

No, no. I did not do this.
Just stop, okay?

I changed the handle, yes.
- To what?

I changed "Don Juan 423"

to "Jesus Saves U 33."

Nathan Renslow
is "Don Juan 423?"

Did he ask you to
change that handle?

I offered.

Nathan is a good man.

This woman, Josie,
was slandering him.

He had never even met her.

There was no record
of any contact.

But the subclavian thrust.

Did you tell Nathan about
this crime specifically?

You know it's Sunday, right?

There's no proof Nathan
was ever even in the PATH

at the same time as Dina.

Well that's why we need to
charge him on the rapes.

Bring him in,
get a murder confession.

And if you don't get
a confession? Then what?

I can't even
successfully prosecute

Nathan for those rapes.

Why?
- There's barely any evidence.

Neither woman saw his face.

No digital trail.

They don't even
know his real name.

Yeah.
That's why he killed Dina.

So no one would find out
his real name.

Doesn't matter.

You're hoping an assault
will crack this open.

What if it doesn't?

Any lawyer worth his salt
will tell Nathan

he's gonna walk on
those rape charges,

and then where will you be?

Nowhere.

And he'll know our play.

No, we got nothing.

And there's no justice for Dina.

Fine, you're right.

That's surprisingly
refreshing.

But?

Well it's more of
a yes and, Theo.

Yes, you're right, and
there is something we can do.

If Nathan killed Dina
to protect his reputation,

his ministry, his congregants,

then he would've needed
somebody's help to cover it up

because he is not
the Holy Spirit

and cannot be
everywhere at once.

If you can break that alibi,

you might have yourself
a murder case.

Wanna go crash a service?

Take me to church.

That temptation
you feel inside?

Don't demonize it.

That's just your energy
trying to go somewhere.

Trying to move you.

Trying to bring you
closer to God.

So you need to take that energy.

Harness it.

Make it work for you.

Ask Jesus to help
you channel it,

direct it, create an intention.

Intention puts us on
the path to prosperity.

And I know what you're thinking.

You're thinking, "Pastor Nate,

how do I know which way
to go on the path?"

You don't, but God does.
And he will show you.

Take a leap of faith
and follow him!

Now is the time.

Pastor Nate.

I-I need a minute, okay?

Come back anytime.
Door's always open.

Oh. I thought it was ajar.

What is that, a riddle?

When is a door not a door?

No, my partner's referencing
a crime you committed.

The one you killed
Dina Patesh to cover up.

I already told you.
I offered Dina the money.

She didn't want it.

Nathan, what was that?
You can't just leave the stage.

They don't wanna see me,
they wanna see you.

Go, I'll take care of this.

Honey, it's okay. Just hold
down the fort a while longer.

Play one of your
little songs or something.

- Sorry, little songs?
- No, it's fine.

It's nothing compared to
what Nathan does for the church.

- Is that why you lied for him?
- Roxane.

You see we interviewed
a few of the people

who went to your
Lunch Hour of Power.

The ones who saw you at 1 PM
on the day that Dina died.

Strange, though.

They all had
the exact same story.

No variation.

It was almost like somebody
had told them what to say.

Look. I know about
the scandal, okay?

And the bribe money.

And Nathan is not a cheater.

No. He's a rapist.

What, did you forget
about the women

that you blindfolded
and assaulted?

The ones that you met
on Scarlett Riley?

You see, that's part of his MO.

He likes to do what he wants
without being seen.

He wants his victims
to be willfully blind.

That sound familiar?

No. You said you went
on a few coffee dates.

I mean, he didn't sleep with
anyone, that's not...

That's not cheating.

You know I love you, right?

Why is she saying
you raped a woman?

- I didn't.
- No, he raped two.

Stop saying rape.
It wasn't rape!

It was consensual.

They invited me in.
They said yes.

I just need a little release.
That's what Ellen's site's for.

Just take the pressure off,

help me keep the promise
I made to this church.

What about the promise
you made to me?

What about the promise I make

to every single person that
walks through that door?

You want me to fail them 'cause
you can't understand my needs?

I live in
a pressure cooker here.

I have to be
everything, everyone,

and a saint on top of it all.

Roxane, those women,
they meant nothing.

I did it to try to keep
our marriage intact.

And our marriage is
the bedrock of this church.

I did it for you.

For us.
- For me?

You hurt them for me?

I didn't hurt them.

They broke the deal

when they tried to take the
blindfold off, not me.

- What?
- How could I have hurt them?

They were fine when I left them.

That woman out there,
she's fine.

She's fine!

It meant nothing.

It doesn't feel like
nothing, does it, Roxane?

It burns when someone
betrays you.

It cuts deep.

Especially when it's someone
you've built a life with.

A career, a calling.

I stand before you humbly...

I get why you covered for him.

You want to believe
he's a good man.

And I think, deep down, you fear
that you'd be lost without him.

But that's not true.

I stand before you humbly
acknowledging...

You can move on from this.

You can find somebody who
actually loves you.

Somebody who's not raping
women they met on an app

and lying about it.

Somebody who didn't
kill Dina Patesh

to cover up his sins.

Will you just shut up?

Roxane.

By covering for your husband

you are denying
three women justice.

Josie, Fiona.

Those are the women
that he met and assaulted.

And Dina, who hacked the site.

You said you knew
about the bribe.

After Dina rejected the money,

your husband killed her
before she could expose him.

He's been lying to you.

Your marriage is broken but do
not let him take you down too.

We will never break,
Roxane. Remember?

Remember what we built.

He got here at two.

And he begged me
not to tell anyone

because he said that
I'd ruin what we built.

I stand before you humbly,

acknowledging my need for
redemption and salvation.

We're with you, pastor.

We'll pray for
you, this isn't right.

We'll pray for you,
Pastor Nate.

So much for
"For better or for worse."

If that's what love is,
she's better off on her own.

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