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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 *