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10-7,
investigation at.

What the hell happened here,
besides the obvious?

Well, we got
an anonymous call to 911.

Caller heard an argument,
followed by a gunshot.

While crime scene's
doing its job,

let's go talk to the front desk.

* Down with,
down with safe *

The affair is
well-documented.

They met at Phoenix
Gold, apparently.

We got motel receipts
from the Wagon Wheel.

Medical examiner seems
to think the timeline

is quite conclusive.

Matches the checking,
matches the 911 call.

Darrin McKay was shot first,

before Eve Tennant
took her own life.

...two daughters
of Eve Tennant.

Well, let's
talk to the girls.

Damn it.

Hey, hey, can't let
anybody in right now.

We'll continue to
follow the strike team,

and anticipate
more information

after this afternoon's
press conference.

Shares of Phoenix Gold
fell as much

as six point three percent
in the free market trading.

An underground
collapse resulted in

the death of 24 employees.

The company spokesperson
has confirmed

that all rescue activities
have been suspended,

and that all efforts
are now focused

on the recovery of bodies.

As we continue to follow
this story, shock waves have--

That's our mom!

But improves
their tax position.

Not easy,
but there are a number

of junior targets
in the North Sea.

I'm not sure we
can go that route.

They'd only be able to use
50% of brought forward losses

on 50% profits.
We need to look further afield.

I'm going to interrupt.

I want to bring up
a possibility

that's perhaps a bit
outside of the box.

A gold producer out of
Canada, Phoenix Gold,

has suffered major collapse
at one of their mines.

There is an exception
under Canadian tax rule

which permits a parent corp
to wind up a subsidiary

to use the losses against
its own income or gains.

You do realize
that Orium is in oil.

Mining falls under
the energy umbrella.

This is an ideal
way to offset losses

while diversifying the
portfolio at the same time.

Besides, Phoenix Gold
share price is in a freefall.

They may be amenable to
a white knight merger.

I like it.

Paige, can you get
a preliminary file together?

Lay out the deal,
metrics and timeline,

I want to send it over by one.

I can, but I think

Scott should handle this one.

I'm tied up on a few of
my current files here.

I don't have time to
travel at the moment.

Besides, Scott's
more than capable.

Glad you think so.

Okay, it's yours.

Let's outline the
plan of attack.

Paige.

- Trouble?
- The opposite.

Orium wants to move on this.

It was a brilliant
suggestion, actually.

Great.
I'm glad it looks viable.

We're sending Scott
to Calgary

to conduct the due diligence.
I want you on this, too.

Is that really necessary?

I want my best on this.

Scott has the details--

I don't have a problem
working with Scott.

However, there may be
a conflict of interest.

My mother cleaned
offices for Phoenix Gold.

Joe Buchanan, the CEO,
was one of

the few people
to show up to her funeral.

We haven't kept in
touch or anything, but-

This is a billion-dollar deal.

So, yes, it's necessary.

You're both going to be
up for partner this year,

let's not give him an
easy way to get ahead.

Plus, I don't see how
that could be construed

as a conflict of interest.
unless there's something

more you wanted to add.

No, nothing.

Great.
Your flights are booked.

Right, well, I should go pack.

Hmm!

I've decided
to accept Oxford.

So, you're just leaving?

Wow.

Jessie here.
Better be important.

Jessie, it's Paige.

I'm sorry I missed your
birthday last week.

But guess what? I'm gonna
be in town tomorrow night.

I would love to take you
for a drink to celebrate.

I'll come to you.

So, this is Cowtown.

Somehow, I can't
picture you here.

When's the last time
you were home?

I don't know.

10, 15 years ago, I guess?

Well, I'm sure a lot's
changed since then.

We should go for dinner tonight.

You can fill me in on the
must-knows about this place.

I actually have
plans with my sister.

But Calgary, it's a
small town dressed up

as a big city where
everybody knows everybody.

Or at the very least,
their business.

It's pretty much all
you need to know.

Paige.

Ah, it's been so very long.

Now I know our meeting's
not 'til tomorrow,

but I thought I'd pop
by for a quick hello.

Joe, this is Scott Eastman.

- Hi, Scott.
- Pleasure.

Scott will be
heading up the case

and handling the due
diligence while we're in town.

Well, meet Warren Maclean,

senior partner and outside
counsel for Phoenix.

He's been with us
from the start.

I hope that
doesn't age me too much.

Great to meet you both.

We've commandeered
an office for you and, uh,

managed to poach one
of our legal assistants

here as well, Sophie Dale.

All the files have
been sent over.

I think you'll find
everything's in good order.

Well, I don't expect the
DD to take long at all.

The fun part will be
hammering out the deal.

If either of you
need anything,

Sophie knows where to find me.

Thank you.

Uh, Joe, could I speak
with you for a moment?

Yeah, sure.

I wasn't sure if
you'd even remember me,

But I haven't forgotten you
showing up

for my mom back then.

How are you doing?

Um, I've been better.

But we're, we're almost
through this

health and safety investigation,

and with this deal on the table,

I think we're gonna be fine.
But none of that hardly matters.

We're all hurting right now
for these men's families.

- I can't imagine.
- Oh.

Do you have any idea
what caused the collapse?

Well, it appears that
the company's blasting plan

triggered a seismic shift

along a previously
undiscovered fault line.

It's a-- the subsequent
quake caused the collapse.

But, um, I'm really glad
you're part of this team

for the acquisition.

Confident we're going
to close quickly.

Well, it is our top priority.

Yeah.

Um, I just wanted

to let you know that
I'll be leaving soon.

In case you need me.

Sorry, Sophie,
we'll be done shortly, as well.

Let's finish this off.

Huh.

I said we should
finish this off

before we call it a night.

No, no, I heard that,
there-- there appears

to be some date discrepancy
between these two files.

-Uh, it's minor, though.
-Flag them.

This deal is too
important to be careless.

Sure, but as I said,
it's minor.

We should call it a night.

Um, breakfast
tomorrow, seven AM?

- That should work.
- Perfect.

See you tomorrow, Tennant.

Sophie?

Could you pull the
original underground plans

for the Aspire Mine?

I need them for the morning.

Thanks.

I think you're gonna
need another drink.

We broke
up a few weeks ago.

Really?
I take it it wasn't amicable.

Yeah, we both knew
it wasn't working.

At least I thought we did.

I guess I'm gonna have to
find another bar to drink in.

I wouldn't say that.

You know, if it was up to
me, I'd rather have cops

than lawyers in here.

Thanks for that.

You better drink
that one, then.

I'm working nights this week.

Well, good thing I'm off
in about a half an hour.

Love bites.

Cheers to that.

Sorry, don't know
why I did that.

My shift starts
in half an hour.

Hmm.

I guess you better go.

Yeah, but we
should grab a drink soon.

Yeah.

Just maybe not here.

Long time no see.

Yeah, it's been a while.

So.

So, uh, how about a drink?

Yeah, uh, maybe a Pinot?

We have
red or white.

Take your pick.

Red.

Coming right up.

Hmm, well, since
this little celebration

is in my honor,
let's do a birthday toast.

To me, my birthday
and to celebrating

with my nearest and dearest.

Happy birthday, Jessie.

I'm so glad to be here.

I mean it.

Um, well,
this has been fun and all,

but there is actually
something you could help with.

I thought maybe you
could look into this.

Um, it's about Mum.

A federal bank?

Something to do with a lost
bank account unclaimed.

Uh, I don't mind.
I can follow it up.

It just came.

You know, but seeing
as you're the lawyer,

better you than me.

I should go.

I've got an early morning
tomorrow and I'm knackered.

Are you sure you don't
"fancy a trip to the loo?"

Is it just cheerio and all that?

- Very funny.
- Hmm.

I'll be in touch about this.

It shouldn't take long.

I am so sorry I'm late.
My alarm didn't go off and I--

It's fine.

Breakfast was great, by the way.

Shoot.

Sophie dropped this off.

I guess you couldn't
resist getting a head start.

Confirms what I thought,
it's basically a typo.

Company's consulting engineer
a fellow named Darrin McKay

signed off it before Christmas.

Guess he wanted to get
the project off his desk

for the holidays.

Did you say Darrin McKay?

That's what it says.

Come again?

Oh, uh, nothing.

Sorry.

I have a short meeting
with my sister.

It's in Estate thing.

-I hope that's all right.
-Sure.

We have a two o'clock scheduled
with Phoenix and Maclean.

No problem.

Okay.

-These your, uh...
-Oh,.

Thank you, Darrin.

Oh, uh, Darrin, this is
my oldest daughter, Paige.

And, uh, Paige, this is Darrin,

he's one of the smart
ones here at Phoenix.

Miss Tennant,
is there a problem?

There's a cover letter missing
from the underground plans.

It should have been attached.

It's signed off by Darrin McKay.

I, I didn't even notice.

-Sorry.
-No need to apologize.

But if you could
locate it ASAP, please.

When a bank
account sits dormant

it eventually reverts
back to our office.

Now, we were only tasked
with contacting the owner

even when deceased.

But recent legislation
changes have tasked us

with contacting next of kin.

Our records indicate that
your mother, Eve Tennant.

Yes, that's correct.

Deceased
December 19th, 2003?

-Yes.
-Um, well essentially,

there's an unclaimed
bank account

in your mother's
maiden name, Eve Hardy.

What?

So, you can take these documents
with you and return them

with your signatures
to release the account.

Well, I can't imagine
there's very much money in it.

Uh, there's $304,021.94.

It's impossible.

We didn't have any money.

Well, then this is a very
happy surprise.

There were a number
of deposits starting

November 14th, 2003,
$60,000 a week.

The last deposit
was December 12th,

a week before she...

All by the same numbered
account registered as an LLC.

What's an LLC?

A limited liability
corporation.

They're generally set up to
protect assets or anonymity.

Pretty hard to trace, especially
when they're numbered.

So, why is it in
her maiden name?

I don't know but she didn't
have the best track record.

Don't be horrible.

I should get back to work.
There's this meeting--

You know, we have this money,

I know it probably doesn't
sound like much to you

but honestly, I could use that.

It took me forever to pay off
my student loans from Oxford.

I get it.
And I agree.

We have this money now.

From my viewpoint
we have no choice

but to see where it leads.

But you need to be ready.

It could be nothing or it
could be something not great.

I'm through the
annual and SEC filings,

I'll be doing a pass through
the various acquisitions

and property reports next.

Uh, speaking of property
reports, I want to mention

that we found a discrepancy
regarding the filing dates

on the original underground
construction plans

from your first mine, Aspire.

The public filing was
made December 22nd,

2003 while the
internal records show

that the plans were
filed a week earlier.

Is there a reason why?

We can have somebody
look into that.

It's likely an internal
record misdate.

Great. So, barring that,
we should be completed

by the end of the week.

The books are in good order

and I don't
anticipate any delays.

Fantastic.

Oh, Scott, do you have a minute?

Yes.

Are you okay?

I was really surprised to hear
Darrin McKay's name come up.

-Oh.
-I knew he worked

for the company
but I didn't realize

he was instrumental
in the first mine.

I'm sorry,
I should've thought that

you would have run across
his name.

He was a consultant
for us when Phoenix

was developing our
first mine, Aspire.

You know, Darrin was,
he was a brilliant engineer

but we were under
a lot of pressure.

It was a massive project.

Is this going to be
too much for you?

Not at all.
I'm fine.

Thanks for understanding, Joe.

Of course.

Paige?

-What was that about?
-What?

The date discrepancy?

I mean, we're not slowing down
this deal because of a typo.

Of course not.

But we need to move
forward with veracity.

Fine.
You're right.

Dinner tonight?

Sorry, I can't.

-Plans with your sister?
-Yeah.

I'll take a rain check,
though.

Good night.

Did you want
anything to drink?

No, I think I'm fine.

We should sign off
on the account.

I remember you said you
picked up mom's effects

after the police release them.

Do you still have them?

Of course, I mean,
there wasn't much.

Her purse, necklace,

you know I kept all the
old photo albums, though.

And that ratty old
cardigan that she, uh,

always wore at home.

God, she was pretty.

Fashion, tragic.

We should try to
see the police file.

Do you think they
knew about the money?

I could ask Brennan.

He still comes in
here once in a while.

Um, we're still friends.

I don't mind asking him.

Yeah, sure.

Thanks.

I will drop by the office

and get these documents
scanned and sent over.

I'll stop by your
place after that.

Good luck with Brennan.

-Hello.
-Hi, it's, uh, me.

Um, Jesse.

Right.

Shit, sorry, sorry, it's, uh,
been a long night already.

No problem.

I've got something to ask you.

It's kind of a big ask.

Oh, is that right?

I need to see
my mom's case file.

We found out today that
she has over 300 grand

in a hidden bank account
and we need to know

if the police knew about it.

Look, it's, it's illegal

to pass out police records.

And there's an official
process for requests.

And who's this we?

Um, me and Paige.

She's in town working on a deal.

Oh.

I'm sorry, but I can't.

Can you at least look at it?

Yeah, I can do that.

I'll take a look.

Thanks.

Um, so, how late are
you working tonight?

Pretty late.

Yeah, I've got to get going.

Say hi to Paige for me.

Whoa, already burning
the candle at both ends.

Yes, uh, just finishing up
some loose threads for the day.

I better get this
on Sophie's desk

so she can post it
in the morning.

Well, here, here,
let me take it.

I'm heading out.

-Good night.
-Good night.

Joe's pretty tightly
wound at the moment.

He's looking forward to
salvaging Phoenix's reputation

and quite frankly,
some of his money.

Right, well, we are
doing everything we can

to speed the process.

Late nights included.

Glad to hear that.

Gonna make my way home as well.

-Good night.
-Good night.

So, what did
Brennan have to say?

Nothing.

He said it's illegal
or something for him

to pass out police reports.

Did you tell him
it was important?

Of course.

Do you think he'd change
his mind if you asked?

-It's worth a try.
-Sure.

Why not?

I mean it's only been 20 years
or so since you ghosted him.

And you know he just broke
up with his girlfriend

so he's single.

Denise McMillan,

it's the Denise mom used
to clean with, right?

I don't know.
I mean, I guess you could phone

but I doubt she'd
have the same number.

Don't know if you don't try.

Hi, is this Denise McMillan?

This is Paige Tennant.

I'm Eve Tennant's daughter.

May I speak with
you for a moment?

Ah, I would've
recognized you anywhere.

Thank you.

After talking to you, I
dug through my things seeing

if I had any snaps
with your mom.

Remember how we always
used to print our photos?

Mm-hmm.

You both look like so much fun.

Ah, you really do.

She was always so...

mischievous and funny.

It's why it's just so confusing.

Confusing?

Yeah, that's a good
way of putting it.

It felt like everyone
was confused at the time.

How come?

Well, we sometimes
partied a bit on the job.

Had to get through the monotony,
you know what I mean.

The days always
blended together.

But it bothered me
that I had it wrong.

What do you mean?

Never believed that Eve was
carrying on with that man.

Those days, your mom was
not one to be subtle.

She was, she was
all over the place.

Oh, man,
I love those stories.

They helped pass the time.

She told me everything.

So, you're saying she never
told you about Darrin McKay?

No, she never
talked about him.

Besides, he wasn't her type.

My sister and I found
out about a bank account.

She had quite a bit
of money saved up.

Did you get, um, a Christmas
bonus or a payout that year?

Do you think

that we would've been cleaning
toilets if we had any money?

Besides, if we did, it
probably would've went

straight up our noses
and not to a bank.

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry I wasn't
at the funeral.

Your mom's death was enough
to shock me straight.

Her suicide sent me to rock
bottom and then thankfully,

into rehab from there.

She was,

she was my best friend
turned guardian angel.

You keep this.

Look at that smile.

What a, what a god
damn bright light.

I'm not sure what
you're asking me.

I'm actually not
asking, I'm telling you.

Your flight is booked.

The red eye tomorrow.

We need you back

on that publishing fiasco
the Johnson file has become.

Tomorrow?

I think Scott can
handle things from here on out.

Did you ask Sarah
to take me off the file?

What?

Why would I do that?

I don't know.

Most lawyers would love
a unicorn all to themselves.

In fact, partner nominations
are coming up, right.

Well, I'm not
most lawyers, Paige.

We'll see about that.

Hi, I'm looking for case oh,

one oh four nine
four three six eight.

It wasn't in the stacks.

I was just about to refile it.

Someone left it out last night.

Popular file.

- Who signed it out?
- No one.

Someone must've just had a
quick rifle through after hours.

You signing it out?

Nah, just, uh, a quick rifle.

He's over there.

Pigeon, it's me.

Drink?

- Yes.
- No.

Well, let me know
what you decide.

As I already told Jesse,
I can't give you the file.

But I did look through
it this morning

and there's no mention
of a bank account or money.

But everything was in order
and the case was closed quickly.

But there didn't
appear to be any reason

why it shouldn't have been.

But?

Someone had
the file out last night.

Why would anyone else care
about a 20-year-old case?

Could I see the evidence
that was collected?

The exhibit log you mean?

Yeah, can I get
a copy of the exhibit log?

And I want to talk
to the detectives

that were on the case.

Aren't they still around?

You don't ask
for much, do you?

I can take you
to the station now if you like.

Garrity at least will be there.

He was the senior
detective in charge.

Sure.

Just give me a second.

So, how about tomorrow night?

Maybe.

I'm taking
Paige to the shop.

She's gonna talk
to one of the detectives

he was on the case.

Okay.

My place, tomorrow.

Ready?

Even though
this was an easy solve,

it was tough emotionally.

It was, uh, had a wife
craving her husband,

two girls losing
their mother like that.

But was it really that easy?

I don't want to offend
you but did you know

that my mom had this money?

And her best friend didn't think

she was having an affair
with Darrin McKay.

What other leads did you follow?

There weren't any.

The evidence was solid.

Look, I know how difficult
it is for a family member

to believe that a loved one
would do something so horrific.

There was no doubt
in my mind, in any of ours,

what happened.

Thanks, Frank.

I appreciate the time.

I'll walk you out, Miss Tennant.

Yes, thanks.

But if you think of anything
else, could you give me a call?

Sure.

Thanks, Frank.

Do you think it's worth

talking to the other
detective on the case?

Danny Wilson?

Hmm.

I've known
her since my rookie year.

And honestly, she won't
tell you anything different

than Frank did.

Between us, she's a dick.

Can you pick one?

When in Rome.

Jesse told me you broke up
with your girlfriend.

I'm sorry.

We weren't talking about you
or anything, it just came up.

* Last time *

I sometimes feel
like I'm married to my job.

is that right?

* Bye, bye, bye, bye *

Hello?

* Bye, bye, bye, bye *

I'm on my way
to the Wagon Wheel Motel.

Okay.

See you there.

It was Jesse.

She's on her way.

* You're my sweet dream *

It's a bit rough here.

Are you sure you
don't want me to stay?

Honestly, we're fine.

I'm just gonna get
a ride back with Jesse.

Thanks.

I thought you quit.

I did.

A few times.

Let's get this over with.

- No, please.
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.

I can't let you
guys in right now

while we're gathering evidence.

That's our mom.

I'll find a liason officer
and see what's happening.

I'm sorry but you have to.

That's our mom.

May I help you ladies?

Hi, um, my name
is Paige Tennant,

I'm a lawyer and we're looking
into an old case, that-

You mean the murder suicide?

Yes.

You were here at that time?

Was one of the few
things the police

actually investigated.

Everything else is
a little too, uh,

how shall I say it, seedy.

So, uh, Mister-

My name's Tom Jenkins.

You can call me Tom.

Okay, Tom, do you remember
our mom, Eve Tennant?

Oh, what a firecracker
that one was.

Even if things hadn't
turned out the way they did,

I'd remember her.

So, she was the one
who went to the motel room?

The room was always
reserved in both their names

but it was your mom
who picked up the key.

Did you even meet Darrin?

No, I only really saw
Darrin heading to the room

from the parking lot.

Are you the one
that called the police?

I don't know who that was,

probably one
of the other guests.

And I couldn't find out
much from the cops.

I told them what I knew.

They took the hotel receipts,
my statement and that was it.

Can you remember
anything else?

Oh, I can't think of anything.

But I should tell you girls,

I'm sorry the way
things worked out.

Thanks, Tom.

Could you call me if you think
of anything that might help?

So, what's it like
seeing Brennan again?

Honestly, I don't know.

It's weird and I'm pretty
sure he hates my guts.

But at the same time,

it's like 20 years
hasn't passed at all.

Ah, well,
that wasn't very helpful.

I don't know,
it might've been.

Don't you think it's
weird that no one seems

to know anything
about Darrin McKay?

I think we need to focus on him.

How?

I mean, there was only
what was in the papers.

There was no Facebook back then.

Well, with the due
diligence on the Phoenix deal,

a lot of files
have been shipped over.

There might be some info,
HR records, resume.

Great.

Go through them.

I can't.

It's beyond
the scope of the job.

It wouldn't be ethical.

Then don't get caught.

* You said it,
you said it tonight *

* I don't think that you wanna *

Sorry, startled me.

Wasn't expecting anyone
to be here this late.

I'm headed out.

- Hello?
- Hi, Misses McKay?

I'm sorry,
you have the wrong house.

We need to talk to you.

Do you want me
to call the cops?

Jesse, get
your foot out of the door.

Bonnie, right?

We don't need
to ambush you like this.

Would you consider
talking to us?

Our mom was Eve Tennant.

It's about Darrin.

We don't believe we know
the truth about what happened.

We wouldn't be here
if we didn't need your help.

I'm married again.

I had to try to move on.

But you're right, I don't think
I was ever told the truth.

What you mean by that?

Well, for one,

I don't believe Darrin
was having an affair.

He wasn't like that.

Something else was going on.

I've never seen him so stressed.

Did you ever see
him with our mom?

No, no, I mean,

I know they worked
in the same building

but a cleaning lady?

What did the police tell you?

An affair gone wrong,

that he was never
gonna leave me for her.

They acted like I should be
grateful to have at least that.

But when I kept
asking questions,

I started to feel
like a nuisance.

You know, I mean, I know
they know what happened.

I just don't think
they got the reasons right.

A few weeks before
everything happened,

I heard Darrin on the phone.

He said someone could,
could end up dead.

And I think he was
talking to a man.

Why do you think that?

Well, it was
the way he sounded.

Plus, uh, well, we were
planning on starting a family.

Let, let me show you something.

I kept this just
to remind myself

when I thought
I was going crazy.

The last bit,
that's the lyrics

from our wedding song.

Anyway, my husband
will be home shortly

and he really doesn't like
to talk about the past.

I know how he feels.

I'm sure you do.

Can I get your number
in case anything else comes up?

What an elitist piece of shit.

Would you buckle up
for Christ's sake?

Like you care about my safety.

Both Bonnie
and Denise doubted

there was an affair.

Then why was mom
in a motel room with Darrin?

If you don't sit properly
and put your seatbelt on,

I'm going to pull over.

This is my freaking car.

I can do whatever I want.

Holy shit.

Happy?

Yeah.

Where did you get that?

It was
in the bag from the police.

You know I told you
I had mom's necklace.

I put it on yesterday,
I thought having a piece of her-

Can I see it?

There has to be
something that I've missed.

Can we look at her things again?

Right now?

Yeah.

You know I like looking
at her handwriting.

Kind of feels like
she hasn't even left.

Lots of boyfriends
mostly bad ones.

How come you never
got that family trait?

I don't really
do relationships.

Never say never,
right?

What's this?

10, 18, 31.

Is that a date?

Possibly, although that would
be before mom was even born.

What else could make sense?

- Maybe it's high school.
- What?

You know like in high school,
a locker combination.

Let's go.

I have plans tonight.

You go ahead.

That's... fine.

I'll let you know
if I find anything.

- Hi.
- Hey.

Can I take your coat?

- Yeah, sure.
- Hmm.

* I got demons keep 'em safe *

* Keep 'em secret
up behind my face *

* I got white walls,
not a trace *

* Not a trickle of
this batshit crazy *

* Do you feel okay *

* Yes, I do *

* Okay *

* Do you feel all right *

* Yes, I do *

* Okay *

* Do I scream that I'm
on fire just a little bit *

* Just a little bit louder *

* Do I scream that I'm
on fire just a little bit *

* Just a little bit louder *

Paige is coming over.

You going somewhere?

You know, such BS how she
just waltzes into our lives

and because she's this big
lawyer, it's on her schedule.

But that's your type, right?

I mean, rich,
professional, glossy hair,

It's like what you--

I've got a copy
of something in my truck.

I'm going to grab it.

It's the exhibit log.

Can you lay it out for us?

Okay, there were
several witness statements

placing both Eve and Darrin
at the motel multiple times.

We have receipts

and reservation slips
in their names,

including the night
in question,

where both were seen
entering the room.

We talked to Tom Jenkins
at the motel,

and he said as much.

We've got a timeline

of Eve's whereabouts
the day of the murder,

and we have
the 911 call,

anonymous male, 12:20 AM.

Did the police ever find
out who made that call?

No. It was made from
a nearby payphone.

But essentially,
it seems the evidence

was processed appropriately.

This lists crime scene photos.

Do you think we could see them?

Well, there were
only a few, and...

quite honestly,

I wouldn't give them
to you if I could.

They're... too gruesome.

Um, I should take this.

Hello?

I had a message
to call you.

Isn't it rather late there?

Morning's morning, right?

I'm not coming back.

All right.
I'm listening.

There's just...
so much going on

with my family right now,
and everything's falling apart.

As much as I hate to admit it,

I have not been
focused on my work.

Scott was right to want
me off the file, but I--

What do you mean, Scott?

Isn't that why I'm out?

Scott didn't have
anything to do with it.

I had a call from
Warren Maclean.

Joe Buchanan was worried
that your shared history

was starting to
interfere with the job.

Joe wanted me off the file?

I'm staying.

I'll apologize to Scott
and help out,

But I'm not slowing things down.

I promise.

I'm sorry.

It's been very intense
being back here,

navigating things
with my sister...

I know it's been tough.

You have a lot of history here.

But I am very good
at solving problems.

What?

I am.

I'm a good listener.

Maybe I could bounce
some things off of you.

Let's do that dinner tonight.

Hotel lobby, seven o'clock?

Sure.

Well, I've got 1000
emails to get through, so...

Yeah.

What?

Okay.

Warren?

-Uh, quick question.
- Sure.

I filed an access to
information request for an LLC,

and it showed that the paperwork
was done by Maclean Davidson.

Could you find out by whom?

It's a shame you
didn't show me the LLC

you are looking at earlier.

I could've shortened
the process for you.

It was me.

Your team certainly
excels at details.

Subtax is a shell
company for Phoenix.

It's very common in mining, too.

Some exist for land
purchases when you don't

want to alert the competition
to prospects.

Well, who has
access to the accounts?

Is it still in use?

I am not too involved
in land purchases,

but I don't see why not.

Joe, obviously.

Anyone at the exec level.

Uh, is there anything regarding

the deal we should
be worried about?

Oh, no, I'm just following up

on some small administrative
details for Scott.

Well, he's doing
a hell of a job.

Tell him I said that.

I will.

I need you to look at these.

Look.

I'm not sure what you're
trying to get me to see.

The signatures
aren't the same.

This is the cover letter from
the underground mining plan.

Look at the signature.

That, coupled
with the date discrepancy--

I'm not sure what
you're inferring.

There are issues with the DD.
The deal is dead.

Paige, I don't understand.

Darrin McKay could
not have signed this

on the 22nd.

He was dead.

But they're both---

I'm sorry.
I had no idea.

How could you?

Sharing isn't really my thing.

So, what
do you need from me?

I'm not sure.

First, we need to talk to Joe.

He's not there.

I was right.

I'll see you later.

*

The LLC, it was set
up for Joe Buchanan

to use for land deals.
He had access to that account.

And there was a date discrepancy
on the underground plans.

They were signed off by Darrin,
but one of them

isn't his signature.
It's a forgery.

And to make matters
worse, I spoke to my boss.

Joe asked for me to be
removed from the file

for supposedly
slowing down the deal.

But what does this prove?

I mean, why would Joe or
Phoenix be paying her?

That's the thing, Darrin
worked for Phoenix, too.

Wouldn't it make more sense
that they were

siphoning off
money for their new life?

I mean, he worked there.
He could do it.

Okay,
so she's a killer,

and a homewrecker,
and now a thief.

I saw them together.

I saw the way she looked at him.

I saw the way she touched him.

You know what,
I don't know what you saw,

but don't you think we
need to talk to Joe?

I mean, he set up the LLC.

The mining plans were forged,
and now he wants you gone.

You're right.

Maybe he'll answer this time.

Mr. Buchanan is unavailable.

Please leave a message
after the tone.

Joe, this is Paige Tennant.

It's imperative that we speak.
Please call me back.

- Now what?
- I don't know.

There's nothing we can
do until we talk to Joe.

Yeah, okay, so we
just sit here, right?

I mean, you didn't tell me
what happened at the bus depot.

Jessie, it was a good try,
but there was no locker

under her name.
In fact, there were no lockers.

They got taken out
last December,

and any left items
were put into storage.

What name did you check?

I mean, the bank
account was under Hardy.

Shit.

But either way, even
if there was anything,

it's likely been destroyed
or is about to be.

They said they're only required
to hold items for a year.

Well, the year's
not freaking over.

Hi.

I was here before.

Our mother had a
locker here, Eve Hardy.

I understand we need to pick
up the items that were left.

Yes, I can see
we had that locker.

Any items would be
left in storage.

Do you have a legal
letter of consent

to pick up on her behalf?

Uh, our mom's dead.

So, no, we don't.

Guess you're out of luck.

My sister, she's a lawyer.

Big law firm.

She's gonna get that
documentation together for you.

You know what, I'll just, um,
I'm gonna wait outside, 'kay?

This is a
non-smoking building.

Huh? Sorry. I can't hear you.

Put that out.

I need something
to do while I wait, so no.

I'm going to need
backup to the main lobby.

I repeat, backup
to the main lobby.

Don't, hey, get
out of here, big guy.

*

Get off me.

What's going on here?

We're detaining her for
smoking in a public place.

We have every right to
use reasonable force

- when making an arrest.
- An arrest?

For contravening section
three of the tobacco

and smoking reduction act?

A municipal bylaw?

- Get out of here.
- Our pleasure.

- Tell me you got something.
- I don't know yet.

What's it say?

It's a letter from
Darrin McKay to Joe.

He's refusing to
sign off on the plans

for the underground ramp.

- Oh, my God.
- What is it?

He's refusing to sign off

because of a known
fault line running

through the proposed location.

Which means?

Which means Joe knew about it.

- 24 people died.
- Isn't that murder?

We gotta get a hold of Brennan.

He's going to know what to do.

It's definitely
the same signature.

This is real.

Let's go.

Can I ask you a question?

I know the timing's not good.

Um, is it cool that I like him?

Sorry, that's juvenile.

Yes, of course.

Great, um, whatever, though.

I mean, it's not really a thing.

I don't think... Actually,
I know I'm not his type.

His last girlfriend, she was,
you know, more like you.

Like successful, smart,
everything I'm not.

Jesse, you figured out
where Mom stashed that letter.

You're more than smart.

You're capable.

And cool.

Don't forget cool.

What's up?

The money came from

a numbered company
controlled by Phoenix.

And we found a letter that
our mom had for safekeeping.

Darrin wasn't going to sign
off on the Aspire mine.

He knew it was dangerous.

That's the mine that the company
built its success off of.

Without it, there wouldn't
have ever been a Phoenix.

- Holy shit.
- We think Mom found

out about it and Joe
was paying her to keep quiet.

At the very least, this
points to Joe being involved.

It only ties him to the money

but I think there's
more to what happened

in the motel that night.

- Maybe.
- Definitely.

Now it doesn't disprove
what happened in the motel

or the affair.

It's possible that they were
both involved in some sort

of blackmail plot and
fought about the money.

But if they weren't having an
affair, it doesn't make sense.

Do you think Joe's caught
wind of what we know?

I've been trying
to call him all day

and I haven't been
able to get through.

I can't see how he would.

We need to talk to him.

Joe knew about the fault
line from the beginning,

so did Mom.

He wouldn't have been
able to move forward

with his mine if it
hadn't been approved.

- Yeah.
- I can't wait until

he tries to explain this.

Let's not get too
far ahead of ourselves.

Let's meet at his office
first thing tomorrow morning.

Are you sure? This is a lot,
we could all go for a drink or--

It's fine.

Thanks for the offer, though.

I am so sorry the appointment
wasn't in his calendar.

Um, he wasn't in yesterday
and I've been trying

to call him nonstop but
his phone is off, so...

Well, the deal is so
close to being finalized

which is of course so important
to him that his thoughts

are pretty laser
focused on that.

- Of-- of course.
- We don't mind waiting, though.

It'll just be a few quick
signatures on these documents.

Okay, uh, I will let
him know that you are here

as soon as he arrives.

- Thank you.
- No problem, okay.

It was minus 32 last night.

He tried to have me
removed from the file.

He knows his business
is about to be exposed.

He can be brought up on charges.

Where would he go if
he was on the run?

Let's not jump
to any conclusions.

It's dead.

Is everything okay?

I just got word
that Joe was admitted

to Rocky View Hospital

with severe carbon
monoxide poisoning.

But it was too late.

He's dead.

No.

I guess that's that.

Let's take a break.

We can work on the
deal breaker later.

It's funny.

It's funny how you never
really know someone, isn't it?

You knew Joe somewhat
personally as well, didn't you?

Yes.

He knew my mother.

It was quite some
time ago but yes.

Are you all right?

I think I'm just
suddenly feeling very warm.

Will you excuse me?
I'm just going to need some air.

Sure.

Paige?

Hey.

I thought I was finally
gonna know the whole truth.

I thought the money meant
there was more to uncover.

I let everybody down again.

So, what are you gonna do?

What can I do?

My mom was blackmailing Joe

but we'll never know
more now that he's dead.

It's over.

I'm going back to London.

Typical.
This is what you did last time.

This is what you're doing again.

I-- I really shouldn't be

- surprised but come on--
- I-- I know!

I didn't want to
hurt you but I needed

to go to something different
to get out of here.

Pigeon.

Oh, my God.

Jesse.

No...

Jesse here.

Better be important.

Jesse, please call me back.

There are only so many
messages I can leave.

We need to talk.

Do you
need help packing up?

Uh, thanks, no,
I'll be out of here shortly.

Westlake here.

Uh, it's me.

I was assuming you'd
be long gone by now.

Joe's death and
losing the chance

to learn the whole truth,
everything was so heightened.

Kissing you, it was a mistake.

Yeah, it was.

It was a shitty
thing to do to Jesse.

And quite honestly,
I'm pissed off.

Mostly at myself
but at you, too.

Yeah, well, so is Jesse.

She won't talk to me.

I don't blame her.

Brennan, when you saw the file,

you said there were
just a few photos.

You remember how many exactly?

Yeah, a couple,
I'd say, five max.

The exhibit log
says there were 20.

Listed by DW.

Danny Wilson.

We need to talk to her.

I'm on my way.

Yeah.

Yeah, I'll catch you later.

So, one of my first cases.

What, is there an anniversary
I should know about?

No, just wondering
if you're still sloppy?

Hmm? Maybe I should
warn the staff Sergeant.

Yeah, I don't know
what you're on about

but I think I
should get offended.

I don't think we
should go there.

Oh, really?
I can't imagine why.

I don't know, bud,
but that was an easy clearance.

Almost didn't even have to try.

But there's evidence missing.

15 photos to be exact.

Do you know where they are?

And, uh, who would this be?

I'm Eve Tennant's
daughter and I really need

to see those photos.

I don't know what
you're implying

but you can both go to hell.

My record speaks for itself

so I got nothing to say
to either of you.

Don't approach me again, lady.

Next time,
I won't be so friendly.

Was that a threat?

See? I told you,
she's just a dick.

What's up? You looking for
an update on the--

I've had some, uh,
let's call it input

that you've improperly
shared police files

with the civilian.

Not officially a report, yet.

Let me guess,
you been talking to--

We're not making this official

but you have a truck
load of banked holidays.

You're taking a week off.

My suggestion, somewhere warm.

No way, I have
way too much on my--

This isn't a request.

Now, you're one of my best.

I'm not risking any
sort of internal review

screwing up your record.

Lie low.

Jesse, we need to talk.

What's there to say?

Really, you know I
don't know what's worse,

that I thought I had
a shot with Brennan

or I thought that
you actually cared.

- I do care.
- Right.

I'm not looking to get
back with some long-lost flame.

But why not?

I mean, you guys
would be so perfect together.

You're perfect.
He's perfect.

I'm going for a smoke.

Why the hell are you still here?

You know with your M.O.,

I figured you'd
already be over this.

I'm not going anywhere.

I need to tell you something.

The cops, there's
evidence missing.

I think this runs deep.

There may have been a cover-up.

I think we should run.

Whoa, whoa, whoa,
I have something for you.

What, a bullet?

Jesus. Relax.

I told you,
my records are exemplary.

I just used to be a
bit more high strung.

When I first made Detective,
I made copies of the cases.

I worked after hours,
always wanted to impress.

When you left, I asked
Frank about the file.

Something wasn't right.

He was squirrely, so I went
back to my old records.

You're welcome.

20 years too late, asshole.

Jesse, can you shine
your light on these?

Yeah.

Oh...

- Oh.
- What?

You said when you
picked up Mom's things

the necklace was
one of the items?

- Yeah.
- Did you get the chain fixed?

What was there to fix?

They must have fixed it

before they released
the evidence.

I don't get it.

Jesse, suicide victims
don't fight back.

Okay.

Frank's neighbor
reported a gunshot.

A patrol car was
sent to his house.

Apparent self-inflicted
bullet to the head.

- What?
- Holy shit.

We need to go through
this methodically.

What do we know?

We know that Joe knew
about the fault line.

We know someone tampered
with the evidence.

Isn't it possible that
Mom didn't commit suicide?

Somebody murdered them both.

So what?

Joe knows
Darrin isn't going

to sign off on the mine.

Eve is-- is blackmailing him.

And-- and maybe they're
in it together.

He-- he sets up the
murder of Eve and Darrin,

forges the mine approvals
and lives happily ever after?

And what's the tie
to Frank Garrity?

Could Joe have paid him off too?

There's too many
unanswered questions.

What do we do?

I think we need to
go back to the why.

There's two main
motives for murder, right?

Love and money.

Well, what evidence is there
that there was an affair?

Most people we
talked to doubted it.

Maybe I only saw some
harmless flirting.

I mean, Mom flirted
with everybody.

If it was just about
the money, who benefitted?

Just Joe?

I'm going back to when
Phoenix hit the motherlode.

There has to be
something in those files.

I'll drive you home.

I owe you an explanation--

No, you don't.

Jessie, what
happened wasn't what-

I just said you didn't.

You know, I thought
I could play it cool.

Here's this guy that
I've had a crush on

since junior high school,
and it actually seems

like he likes me.

Why am I so deluded?

It's because I'm like my mum.

And I'm living
the same

shitty life that she lived.

-And look where it got her.
- Jessie, that's-

You know, I'm not
your type, okay.

- No, that's not true.
- No, it's okay.

I mean,
I just want you to be happy,

whoever you end up with, okay?

Wasn't your
last day yesterday?

I'm just here
to check the files

from when Phoenix went public.

The files are
no longer available,

and have been sent off site.

Where's Scott?

I believe he's
in the boardroom.

They're almost done
signing off on terms

around the dealbreaker clause.

Uh, excuse me, uh,
I apologize,

but I need to
speak with you, privately.

- Is everything all right?
- Absolutely.

Again, I apologize,
this won't take long.

Thanks for the interruption.

It was getting pretty
depressing in there.

Hey, are you okay?

I need your help.

Everything that's happening is
connected to my mom's death.

It wasn't suicide.

It was murder.

Joe knew about the fault line.

If either Eve or Darrin went
public with the information,

Phoenix would've gone under
before it even went public.

What, what do
you need from me?

Sophie said the files
are no longer available,

but I need information on
the initial public offering.

Well, that's, that's bullshit.

I mean technically,
because the deal is dead,

we're done with them, but
they're still in her office.

Can you make an excuse
to delay the meeting?

And can you look into
the IPO, see the terms

and who benefited?

Sure, but what
are you going to do?

There's just one more
thing I have to check.

The keys.

You said my mom was always
the one to pick up the keys,

that you never saw
Darrin close up.

Did you see him going
into the room that night?

When I was doing my
evening maintenance rounds,

I thought I saw Darrin just
for a sec, but I couldn't have.

He didn't pick up
the key until midnight.

And I didn't see
anyone else after that.

What does a typical
maintenance round look like?

Oh, quick sweep
through the hot tub area

and the parking lot
to check that the cars

-are registered to rooms.
- How do you check the cars?

I jot down the license
plates in a notebook,

and if there are any
that look out of place,

or have been left there
for a long period of time,

I check them against
the room receipts.

We're so close to
the C-train and the stadium,

people think they can
park here for free.

Do you still have
all of your logs?

Of course.
Let me find 2003.

It never pays to
throw things out.

- Paige?
- Hi.

I need you to check
something for me.

Can you run the license
plates I just sent over,

and tell me who they were
registered to in December 2003?

I technically
can't at the moment,

but, yeah, yeah, someone
will do me a favor.

Text me as soon
as you find out.

Okay.

Walk.

- Hello?
- Jessie, is Paige there?

No.

She phoned and had
me run some plates.

Frank Garrity was on the list.

So was a car registered
to Maclean Davidson.

Isn't that the law firm
she's working out of?

Shit, she went to the office.

Meet me there.

You won't believe what...

I'm sorry, I was
expecting Paige.

I am her sister, Jessie.

We thought she'd be here.

She left.

You're just
like your mum.

So goddamn persistent.

-Get in.
- No.

I said get in.

She asked me to
pull some files.

We need to know what
she's looking for.

It's important.

It was on the Phoenix IPO.

These are the 2003 land
purchase agreements for Aspire.

Start of construction, financing
agreements and the IPO.

With the exception of Joe,
they have one name in common.

Well, I appreciate you
tracking it down for me.

With this out of the
way, only thing left is,

uh, your suicide.

Quite poetic, this
being the 19th and all.

He was the signing
lawyer on everything.

He was granted 850,000
options at the time

of the IPO, which is
high for counsel.

When they vested,
it would've been worth

about three point two million.

Paige was right,
it was just about the money.

We need to find her.

She still hasn't
opened the text I sent.

We need to speak with you.

I'm on my way home,
so, I can't really.

- Where's Warren?
- I'm not certain.

Well, I think you
better get certain.

This is a police officer.

I haven't done
anything criminal.

Except acting as a
party to an offense,

in this case murder and fraud.

Oh, my God, Warren asked
me to keep tabs on Paige

for the deal.
I didn't realize it was illegal.

Where's he been today?

Uh...

He had a breakfast
meeting with an old friend.

She was here this
afternoon for the meeting,

and he went out a
little after five.

He said he had a
dinner, I think.

You'll have to do
better than that.

I could, um,
I could track his cell.

I have to sometimes use
the Find My Friend app

for meetings,
and then it just--

Just bloody do it.

This is crazy.

If you and your mum had minded
your own god damn business,

we wouldn't be here.

This is your fault.

Weird. Looks like some

Wagon Wheel Motel
on the Number 1 highway.

What do you mean about my mom?

Well, when Eve went
to Joe for money,

he asked me to handle it, scare
her off with a legal letter,

make it go away.
He was always such a limp dick,

but she just didn't
scare off that easily.

Things got dicey.

She wanted more money.

Darrin was threatening
to go public.

Easier just to set up
the affair,

and take out two
birds with one stone.

I made the reservations
in both their names,

but it was me meeting her here,
discussing terms,

making payments.

Frank and I didn't
have to try too hard

to lure Darrin here under
the guise of meeting his wife

for a naughty little hookup.

Why did she do it?

Really?

Law school's
expensive, sweetheart.

- Paige. Paige?
- Oh. Oh!

I've got you.

Obviously, I wasn't aiming
at you.

At least this
way the truth will come out.

You have to be ready.

The investigation and trial
will likely take a long time.

Thank goodness
you're okay.

- And thank you for--
- Doing my job.

No, you weren't.

If you and Jessie hadn't
figured out where I was, I...

You're a good team.

She went to get coffee,
but she refused

to leave until you
were out of surgery.

I owe you an
apology, a real one.

I was immature and scared.

And selfish when I left.

I hope you can
forgive me someday.

I already have.

Thank you.

So, you going to
stick around for a while?

Back to London.

My life there, it's--
it's actually pretty good.

Oh, my God.

-Thank God.
- Hey.

My ride's here.

It's going to be
different this time.

I'll be back for the trial,
and we'll keep in touch.

Yeah.

Let's seal our deal.

Oh, God.

* I'm not my sorrows *

* I'm not my thoughts *

- * I am not my *
- Straight to the airport?

- * Belongings *
- Please.

* I am not what I lost *

* I'm not my God's *

* I'm not my thoughts *

* I am not my wantings *

* Or my desperate measures *

- * I am not *
- Hmm.

- * Am I anything *
- Hmm.

* At all *

* Not without you I'm not *

* I'm not my dreams *

* Or my high school photo *

* I'm not what I seem *

* I'm not what's hiding below *

* Well, I'm not caged *

* But I'm not free *

* I'm not what I was *

* I am not what I will be *

* I'm not forever *

* I'm not profound *

* I'm not inconsequential *

* I'm not on solid ground *

* I am not *

* Am I anything *

* At all *

* Not without you, I'm not *

*

*

* I'm not my sickness *

* I'm not my ambition *

* I am not my sins *

* Or my superstition *

* I'm not an opinion *

* I'm not what I expected *

* I'm not what I stole *

* I'm not what was rejected *

* I'm not my flesh *

* I'm not my art *

* I am not the ending *

* I am not the start *

* I am not *

* Am I anything *

* At all *

* Not without you, I'm not *