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Previously on Wild Cards.

I managed to get Jonathan
Ashford's video diary.

It'll tell you everything
you need to know.

If we pull off the perfect con,

no one will even know
that we were there.

We came, we scored.

Poof!

- She has no idea, does she?
- No.

For you?

He's my best friend.

- What do you want?
- Six more months off my dad's sentence.

- Two weeks.
- You can't be serious.

She's a con artist.

Meet my dad, George Graham.

- Deal.
- Max, there's a bomb in the station.

You need to get out of
the building right now!

If I get up, the bomb will detonate.

The bomber said he'll issue his demands

as soon as the entire building is empty.

No one else is to remain inside.

I'm not going anywhere.

On three.

One, two, three!

[EXPLOSION]

[NOTIFICATION ALERT]

[NOTIFICATION ALERT]

- Dad, what's wrong?
- What's wrong?

You were stuck in the
police station with a bomb

that's what's wrong.

This again? What time is it?

Time for you to stop
working with the police.

Dad, it's 5:00 a.m. The
bomb thing is so last week.

And yet I can't sleep a
wink just thinking about it.

- I'm fine.
- I still don't get why you decided to stay.

What was I supposed to do?

Say it sucks for you. There's
a bomb under your butt,

see you later.

You're the one that told me
to never leave anybody behind.

Hey, that's a friends
and family promise.

Well, Chief Li is my friend.
We're on the same team.

Honey, the cops are not your friends.

Do they ask you out
for drinks after work?

Do you get invited over
for holiday dinners?

- No.
- I'm your family. Ricky's your family.

With the police, it's a
quid pro quo relationship.

You solve their cases,
they shorten my sentence.

Which is why I'm calling
you, I want you to quit.

Hard pass.

You're in jail because of me, remember?

Honey, I can do the rest of my time.

I don't want you putting
yourself in danger for me.

Dad, I love you, but
this isn't up to you.

I got my eye on the prize.

Soon enough, you'll be walking
out of those gates a free man.

I'm not gonna be able to
talk you out of this, am I?

No. Just go relax and
let me get back to sleep.

All right.

Sorry I woke you, honey.

It's okay. I love you.

I love you, too, baby.

[NOTIFICATION ALERT]

Oh, for the love of...

What now?

Sorry. I thought you were my dad.

Well, I'm up anyway, might
as well solve a murder.

We'll go check it out. Thank you.

It's finally raining men,
but I just feel sorry for him.

I never thought there'd
be anything worse

than being found dead and naked.

But dead and wearing an adult diaper

definitely takes the cake.

Or what I'd call a deal breaker.

Incontinence is my guess.

It's been linked to suicidal ideation.

It's sad. It's just a little bit of pee.

Tell me about it. Every time I sneeze.

Strange.

Usually when people jump to their death,

they step off a ledge,
they fall straight down.

But the car's got to be at
least 10 feet from the building.

Well, maybe he took a running leap.

Hey, Detective...

didn't make it out for
trivia last night, huh?

Paperwork, you know how it is.

- Did you get an ID for the victim?
- Yes, sir.

Neighbours say his
name is Logan Hess, 33,

lives alone on the 15th floor.

Did you say Logan Hess
as in Zagan Designs?

Yeah, that's him.

Wait, you know him?

Yeah. I have a bunch of their clothes.

Him and his partner are
streetwear designers.

I'm talking bucket hats,
tracksuits, retro kicks.

Well, let's go find out
why he died in a diaper.

How is that furniture
supposed to be comfortable?

It's not, it's art.

This kind of furniture
transforms the standard condo

into a thing of beauty.

Like when I step into your car,
it goes from meh to marvelous.

Why is there a deadbolt on the outside?

So whoever's inside couldn't get out?

This is Logan's bedroom.

He must have jumped from here.

Wrist restraints?

Hey, everybody has their kinks, okay?

Who are we to judge?

So...

you and the gang really get
together for trivia night?

They do. I mean, they
invite me and everything

don't get me wrong,

but I would just find
some way out of it.

- What is that?
- It's a hex nut.

Exciting.

[CHUCKLES] It could be.

If it came loose, he could
have pulled himself free.

You're talking like he
was a prisoner in here.

Oh, there's a deadbolt on the door.

There's wrist restraints
strapped to the bed.

I mean, it's his place and everything,

but I think he was trying to escape.

Escape so bad, he ran right
through a high-rise window.

♪

Okay. I know a lot of
what we're seeing here,

says prisoner in his own home,

but the fur lining on those
cuffs say something else.

You're not wrong.

[MAN'S VOICE] Let me through!

No. It's impossible.

I'm sorry. Who are you?

I'm Jackson. I'm Logan's assistant.

How did this happen? How did he get out?

Oh, my God, I can't
believe this is happening.

Okay. Take us through this step by step.

You do this every night?

Yeah, it's part of my job.

I buckle him into bed,

test the restraints and
lock him in the room.

Then at 7:00 in the morning,
I come back and let him out.

Okay, I've heard of assistants
getting weird requests,

but this is, like, weird.

Logan suffered from somnambulism.

Possession?!

What's the matter with
you? That's sleepwalking.

Yeah. He even takes a sleeping pill.

There was no way he was ever going

to run through a window again.

[BOTH] Again?

When he was 20, he sleepwalked
right through a window.

It was on the first floor,
so he didn't get hurt.

Then why buy a condo on the 15th floor?

He grew up in a kind of
run-down neighborhood.

So having a view meant
he finally made it.

Besides, he kept his phone by his bed.

One shout out to Siri, and
he could call me or 911.

Well, what would he do
if he had to use the...

Oh, that's why he wore a diaper.

You can't tell anyone about that.

I literally have to sign an NDA.

We found him lying mostly
naked on the roof of a car.

I'm pretty sure that secret has sailed.

Now, I found this hex nut under his bed

must have come loose.

That's impossible.

I check it every night.

I have a video.

You take video?

Because he's a sleepwalker,
Logan had to prove

he was taking every precaution
he could to protect himself.

Without it, his business
insurance would be null and void.

What is his business
insurance have to do

with his sleepwalking?

Without Logan, there's a chance
Zagan Designs could go under.

We're going to need to see that video.

Any idea who we can
contact for next of kin?

He didn't have any family so,

his business partner was
the closest person to him.

[ELLIS] Thanks. That was Metro PD.

They got Zane and his
assistant waiting for us

back at the police station.

Can't believe we're
about to meet Zane Finch.

I'm nervous. Are you nervous?

Not even a little bit.

But he's the new poster
boy of street fashion.

I think I have something here for you.

- Here we go.
- No, I'm not wearing a scarf.

Of course not, that would be silly.

Thank God you wore a blazer today.

Is all this really necessary?

Of course it is.

How you dress expresses who
you are to the outside world.

Yeah, that's what my badge is for.

Oh, really? How would I know?

Because I don't have one.

Maybe if I did, they would
invite me to trivia night.

You're really overthinking
this trivia night thing.

Am I? Picture this.

There's nine guys dressed
in Yankees uniforms

and one in a duck costume.

You think Aaron Judge would
invite the duck to trivia night?

Okay. Jeez, I didn't think
you liked trivia so much.

I hate trivia,

but it'd be nice to have
the option to turn it down.

And, you know, the mascot for
the Yankees isn't a duck, right?

Sounds like something I
would learn at trivia night.

I can't believe this.

Logan can't be gone. It's just too much.

Sorry, I'm late. I wanted
to get him some tea.

Careful, it's hot.

Chamomile and vervain.
It'll calm your nerves.

What would I do without you?

I'm guessing you're Sierra.

Yes. Zane's assistant.

I begged him to not buy that penthouse,

but it was a status symbol for him.

So you knew about his sleepwalking then?

Absolutely.

He tried everything to overcome it,

even psychotherapy to
deal with the trauma.

- What trauma?
- When Logan was 10,

he was attacked by a
Doberman in his front yard.

Soon after, he started sleepwalking

whenever he felt stressed.

Years later, a roommate
of his brought home a dog

and one night it started barking,

triggering his trauma all over again.

And while he was asleep,
he ran through a window.

[NOTIFICATION ALERT]

It's Anastasia Van Der Haan.
She sends her condolences,

and she's asking about
the acquisition papers.

Van Der Haan, as in
VDH, the retail giant?

The mothership of fast fashion.

So VDH was in the process
of acquiring your company,

- is that correct?
- I suppose.

Logan handled the
business side of things,

marketing, publicity, this acquisition.

And the papers were
supposed to be signed today.

And without Logan...

I mean, he always handled
this side of things.

What am I going to do?

You don't have to do anything,
everyone will understand.

- Don't worry, Zane.
- I need to arrange for the funeral.

It's done. I'm taking care of it.

Uh, well, we appreciate
you two coming in.

If we need anything
else, we'll be in touch.

That's a nice touch.

Logan always loved a pop of color.

Yes Detective, you wear it very well.

Our officer here will show you out.

Thank you.

Jeez.

What a weird accident.

According to our coroner,
it might not be an accident after all.

But I still can't make
that determination.

I can tell you, he died
from a cranial impact

when he hit the car.

His body shows signs of significant
bruising and lacerations.

But all that can be attributed
to hitting the roof of the car.

Cool pocket square by the way, classy.

So he sleepwalked into the
window, crashed through it,

and then fell to his
death. Is that right?

No. If someone ran
headfirst into that window,

I'd expect to see fractured facial bones

and glass remnants all over his body.

So you're saying he didn't
crash through the window?

But he had to.

Maybe he smashed the window
first and then jumped out.

It's impossible.

The only thing in the room
was his bed and a night table.

The glass is half an inch thick.

I mean, he'd need a sledgehammer
to break through that.

Exactamente.

Mira.

Cool. Numbers, math, goodwill hunting.

Logan weighed 155 pounds.

Half-inch plate glass requires

1,000 to 1,500 pounds
of force per square inch.

I'm assuming he jumped out of
bed and ran through the window

where he traveled an additional 10 feet.

- You follow?
- Not at all.

But keep going because
your enthusiasm is riveting.

Logan would have had to go
from a dead stop in his bed

to sprinting through the
window at 8.5 miles per hour.

That's nearly 100,000 pounds of force.

Which means?

It's impossible.

So until I get more information,

I can't sign off on this as an accident.

What kind of information?

The window.

Maybe something was
wrong with the glass.

That's what I was thinking.

I put our best man on it,

so to speak.

Okay. How's she going to reconstruct

Logan's window from the pile of glass?

Oh. She will. Trust me.

She's a level six dissectologist.

She's basically like a magician
when it comes to puzzles.

Everybody who works here knows that.

I work here.

Okay, I didn't mean it like that.

Something's off. Where's...
where's your partner?

- Where's Simmons?
- He's in court today, remember?

- He's testifying...
- Shh!

You look weird. What's
different about you?

His pocket square.

Wow. It's like a whole new you.

We interviewed Logan Hess's neighbours,

and the only thing they noticed

around the time of his
death was a dog barking.

The odd thing is, they
swear the barking was coming

from inside the building.

What's so odd about that?

Well, the condo board has
a strict no pets policy.

Nobody in the building
has a dog or a cat,

not even a three-toed sloth.

That last one is oddly specific.

I've wanted one ever since I saw
Kristen Bell's emotional meltdown.

Oh, I love that video.

- I got it on my phone.
- Me too.

- Stop it.
- Yo!

Hi. How are you?

If I'm gonna find the
impact point on this glass,

I'm gonna need to not have you yapping

inside of my ear holes, yeah?

It's getting late, you
guys. Go home, okay?

I will call you if I find anything.

Okay, everybody out. The
puzzle master has spoken.

Okay. Good luck.

Puzzle master.

I'm so putting that on a T-shirt.

[SIGHS]

[NOTIFICATION ALERT]

I just answered the phone with my nose.

What is this barking dog
have to do with the case?

Oh, so we're already done with me?

When Logan was a kid, he
was attacked by a Doberman.

And then later in life,
while he was asleep,

a roommate's barking dog triggered him

to run through a window.

I'm sensing a theme.

Neighbours said that
they heard a barking dog

before he ran through this window.

So a barking dog is his trigger.

You know, I once had a friend
who used to make pancakes,

eat them and then do the
dishes in their sleep.

I wonder if I do anything
weird in my sleep.

Weirder than when you're awake?

Good point.

Look, there's only one
problem with this scenario,

- there's no dog.
- Two problems, actually.

No dog and a window impossible to break

unless you have superhuman strength.

[CALL ALERT]

Hold on. Yates is calling.

Yates, you're on the
line with me and Max.

We're discussing the
superhuman strength needed

to break through that window.

You are mistaken, my friends.

What'd you find out?

Sending you a picture right now.

[NOTIFICATION ALERT]

Zoom in and tell me what you see.

Somebody scored the glass.

How do you score a glass?

With a glass cutter.

Which would make the glass
weaker and easier to shatter.

That way, it would still
look like an accident.

Except this wasn't.

It was murder by sleepwalking.

So tomorrow, first thing,

I want to go through the press release.

Why Anastasia is pushing back
on the word collaboration,

I do not know.

Because technically it's an acquisition.

Well, technically, I'm
bored of this conversation.

Did Zane sign the paperwork yet?

Sierra said she's on it.

Oh, pause.

The curtains are open.

Look at the window.

Yeah. There's not a
scratch on the glass.

Yeah. That's good.

Remind Sierra to get Zane to sign.

Oh, and don't forget the curtains.

Otherwise, the city
lights will wake me up.

I never forget the curtains.

So Jackson closed the curtains,

but when we arrived
yesterday, they were open.

So whoever scored the glass
would have opened the curtains.

So as soon as he pulled free,

he would have run right
for the obvious exit.

- What?
- Your pocket square, it's gone.

Oh... right. Here you go.

Thank you.

Someone didn't learn their lesson,

this pocket square takes
the edge off your RGF.

- RGF?
- Yeah. Resting grumpy face

makes you look far more
approachable, trust me.

How did Logan pull free?

I saw the size of that hex
nut you found under the bed.

Yeah. You're right.

If Logan was panicked, he would
have been thrashing around,

which means the wood in the frame

would have been all
splintered and chipped.

But the frame is clear, no thrashing.

Exactly.

Someone must have
loosened the nut on purpose

so as soon as he pulled,
he would have freed himself.

And there was no forced entry.

So the killer must have had a key.

Exactly. And they would have also known

that barking dogs
triggered his sleepwalking.

But forensics found no trace
of animals inside the condo.

This is a really elaborate murder plot.

Whoever did this really
wanted Logan dead.

And whoever set this up
knew everything about him.

Yeah. Almost as if
they managed his life.

Yates, I need you to
do something for me.

This is security camera footage
taken the day Logan died.

There's you, there's Logan.

Uh-oh. Looks like you
two aren't getting along.

Logan and I fought 50 times a day.

Arguing was practically
one of his love languages.

Oh, in that case, he adored you.

He found out I'd applied
for another job, okay?

So you didn't adore him?

No, I just couldn't take it anymore.

- Couldn't take what?
- The fighting.

He and Zane were constantly
at each other's throats.

Because of the deal with VDH?

Because Zane didn't want to do the deal,

- and Logan overruled him.
- Hold, please.

Logan and Zane weren't equal partners?

No. This deal made Zane furious.

Honestly, I thought
he was going to snap.

Me? Murder Logan?

Zane is not a violent person.
In fact, he's almost too nice.

But you were angry with him about
his decision to sell the company.

It's more complicated
than that, but yes, I was.

- Why?
- We created the company together,

but Logan provided
the start-up financing.

We agreed he'd own 51 percent,

but we would make all
our decisions as equals.

And it worked. Logan
handled the business,

which allowed me to
focus on the creative.

Now, would you have had
that same creative freedom

if VDH acquired you?

- No.
- They're a publicly traded company.

The stock prices are all
that matters, not the art.

Logan's heart was in the right place.

He wanted to go global, have
our label worn by millions.

And to make millions, I'm assuming.

Sure. But it was never
about the money for me.

Even now that you own 100
percent of the company.

You don't understand
where Zane came from,

how hard he had to work.

Growing up, I was a lonely queer kid

from a small town who loved fashion.

Never felt like I fit in anywhere.

I certainly never thought I'd
get a chance to live my dream

until I met Logan in college.

He was the first person
to see something in me,

and his belief in my designs

gave me the courage to
put myself out there.

One thing led to another,
and Zagan was born.

It was me and him against the world.

I wasn't alone anymore.

Doesn't matter now though.

There's no Zagan without Logan.

You can't give up.

Your vision is what makes Zagan.

How can I go on without him?

Look, I hate to ask, but I have to.

Do you have an alibi
for the night Logan died?

He was live streaming from
10:00 at night to 4:00 a.m.

I like to work at night when it's quiet.

Zane hates social media, so
Logan came up with the idea

to livestream his late
night work sessions.

It was another one of his
brilliant marketing ideas.

Hundreds of thousands
of people watch it.

I don't know why they do, but...

Logan understood these things.

It's part of what
made him so remarkable.

Do you have a restroom I can use?

Uh, yeah, just down there on the right.

Look, we're going to need to
take a look at that footage

from the live streams.

Of course. Anything to help.

Now, did Logan have any
enemies that you're aware of?

Actually, maybe... maybe one.

We received these the
day before Logan died.

I took a picture for him.
I thought it was strange.

You know what black roses mean?

Death.

There's a card here with the flowers.

Did you happen to have that?

Here.

"You'll destroy VDH just
like you destroy everything."

"Karma's a bitch."

In the end, I didn't
even show it to Zane.

He was on deadline.

I didn't want to distract him.

I'm so stupid.

Maybe if I'd taken it more seriously.

You can't think like that.

This card mentions VDH.

Was someone maybe upset
about the acquisition?

Lots of people were upset.

Um...

- What is it?
- Logan's hit list.

People he was going to
fire after the acquisition.

So all these people work for VDH?

- Mm-hmm.
- And now they're all suspects.

Okay, I'm thinking I'm a
hot new European designer

and you're my suave South
American photographer.

How's your Spanish?

Or I'm a police detective
and you're my consultant.

You're no fun.

♪

Hi. We're here to see
Anastasia Van Der Haan.

It's Haan.

And she's booked for
the next six months.

Oh, she's expecting us.

Okay look, this better be good.

If you're gonna... [BEEPING]

She's coming. She's coming.

She's coming!

I am sorry, Miss Van Der Haan.

I tried to tell them that you were busy,

but they just wouldn't listen.

Hi. I'm Detective Ellis.

My partner and I have some
questions regarding Logan Hess.

Please come with me.

Logan's death has thrown everything here

into utter chaos.

I can imagine that's very hard.

Well, we lost a visionary.

Of course, our shareholders
don't care about that.

They only care that
the stock price dropped

when news of Logan's death came out.

This is a list Logan drew up
of people he was going to fire.

- Do you know about this?
- Yeah. Of course. I approved it.

Isn't that unusual?

I mean, for a company
being acquired to have a say

in the other company's employees.

Well, this was going to
be more of a partnership.

Logan and I were going to share duties.

Um, one of the reasons why
I wanted to acquire Zagan

was to infuse this
place with fresh blood.

So, it made sense that Logan
would handpick his new staff.

And let's just say some of our employees

are a little too last season.

Any of the last season
front runners on this list?

Well, you should talk to Henry.

He's been the face of
VDH for three years.

Gorgeous young man,

but Logan felt it was
time for a fresh face.

Oh, I'll take him. Yep.

Yeah, and Vittoria, hm head
designer for many years.

But let's just say lately
she's gotten a little stale.

Yeah, foul person.
Really quite unpleasant.

You take her.

- Um...
- What do you want?!

You have a phone call.
It's Zane Finch, line 3.

Okay, I have to take this.

Talk to whomever you need to talk to..

Just please use discretion.

- The last thing we need are more rumors.
- Of course.

These are the police. Take
them where they need to go.

Mm-hmm.

We need to speak with Vittoria Marcone.

I'll take you. I'm her assistant.

Can I get you a coffee?
Tea? Sparkling water?

I'm okay, thanks.

Oh, I would love a sparkling water.

I noticed your pocket
square, nice ironic touch.

You ever thought about becoming a model?

- Not once.
- I've been told I'm quite photogenic.

There is a real demand for
blue collar types these days.

I could arrange a meeting with an agent.

I'm fine, thank you.

I'll drop you my contact
info just in case.

Oh, don't worry about
me. I'll be fine anyway.

I'm actually very busy.

Oh, hello.

Welcome to realness. Now
give me that, Amberlynn.

Gorgeous. Oh, perfect.

Stop!

No, no, no, it's just all wrong.

I'm sorry, my dear. Who are you?

Leeza Von Wolfenstein,
emergency stylist.

And who called you?

Fashion called, darling.

There. Now, it's perfect.

- Okay. Where's Henry?
- That's me.

Oh. Come, darling.

Someone's been working on their pecs.

Kellie, I want the fabrics
on that side of the room.

You didn't tell me.

Yeah, well, if I have to tell
you everything in my head,

what's the point of you?

No. Zagan moving in

did not mean that I was getting fired.

So you didn't know about
Logan's firing list?

No. What list? There's a list?

Yeah, with your name on it.

[LAUGHS]

That doesn't make any sense.

Logan was so kind and so excited

about our upcoming collaboration,

but even so, Anastasia
would have never allowed it.

She loves bringing in these
flash-in-the-pan types.

They come and go. I've
been here for over two decades.

Should I unpack these boxes now?

No. Stop annoying me. I have a headache.

Get me something for it...
and a sparkling water.

Grapefruit, not that
hard. Lemon-lime stuff.

Got it.

You poor dear putting on
such a brave face today.

And what a beautiful face it is.

- You heard about Logan?
- Yes, tragic.

But maybe not so sad for you after all.

- What do you mean?
- Well, rumour has it he was going to clean house

and you were on his hit list.

Yeah, but I don't care. I'm
leaving the industry anyway.

So you're just gonna throw
your whole career away?

Gorgeous red.

Oh, thanks.

Pocket squares, I see
a fashion comeback.

Is that real glass on the purse?

Yes. Part of my new accessories line.

And you cut the glass yourself?

Absolutely. I'm completely hands on.

Gorgeous, isn't it?

Yeah.

Modeling was just a way to
put myself through school.

I've had it with all the
bitching and backstabbing.

Indeed. Do tell.

There's one of the
biggest offenders there.

Logan and Stellan were always
at each other's throats.

But didn't Stellan work
exclusively with VDH?

You'd have to ask him.

All right, we're ready
to go. Let's go, everyone!

Why is it so quiet in
here? We need energy!

[LAUGHS]

[POP MUSIC PLAYS]

♪

- Oh, hi.
- Oh. Hi, Detective.

Is there anything you need?

Yeah, I was actually looking for you.

For me?

Yeah. I have a few more
questions about the case.

I need to get this aspirin to Vittoria.

Look, I understand that
Vittoria is not exactly

the easiest person to
work for, all right?

She once threw a Caesar salad at me.

I forgot to take out the croutons.

That's assault, technically,

I know, right?

Look, I couldn't help but notice
all the boxes packed up in there.

Yeah, I did that a couple of days ago.

And now guess who has to
unpack them all over again.

Why? What changed?

Logan died.

So she was packing up to leave VDH.

She lied to you.

She knew she was getting the boot

and all that crap about
Logan being excited

about their collaboration.

Another lie.

I swear it's pathological with her.

So you're positive she
knew she was being fired?

Oh, she knew.

I overheard her on the phone.
Happiest day of my life.

This glasswork she does,

is there a specific tool she uses?

For sure. Some special cutter.

She even uses an
imported lubricating oil

from Morocco or something.

Do you know where she
keeps that glass cutter?

Yeah. Follow me.

All right, darling, chin up.

Find your light.

Oh. Lovely, jubbly.

Work it, own it, feel
it. Don't forget to smile.

Whoops!

Darling...

Liza.

I thought you said your name was Leeza.

Oh. You remembered.

You're disturbing my flow.

Moi!

Oh, I thought it was disturbed already.

You just... you look so upset.

Then why'd you say that, darling?

Well, the gossip around
here is quite awful.

Word is you and Logan are
going at it tooth and nail.

- What? Who's saying that?
- Everyone.

Now, look, I understand

that you're probably conflicted about it

because Logan is dead,

and I'm sure there's things
you wish you could take back.

You're so perceptive.

I know.

So, what were you two arguing about?

Oh, just the usual

creative differences.

And you're sure it wasn't
something more personal?

I'm quite perceptive, remember?

Stellan, I need your
lunch order for today.

Oh.

I must get back to the shoot.

Of course.

Did you want to order something?

Yeah. I mean, there's no limit, right?

You know, let me get this back to you.

You're left-handed.

Yes.

And is that a fountain
pen in your pocket?

Is this a joke?

No, actually, it's not,

because the day before
Logan was murdered,

somebody sent him a
bouquet of black roses,

and there was a card attached to it.

I'm assuming you probably already know

what was in the card.

- Who are you?
- I'm with the police.

- You're a cop?
- I'm a consultant.

It's basically like the
police, but without a badge.

Don't even get me started, okay?

Because this isn't
about me. It's about you.

And the very real possibility
that you murdered Logan Hess.

All right. No more lies.

You knew you were getting fired.

I gave VDH the most
creative years of my life.

I was like family to them.
And then Logan came along

and made Anastasia
believe that I was a hack.

So what? You murdered him?

I did not murder Logan Hess.

So you're a lefty who
uses a fountain pen,

and your handwriting
matches the threatening note

you sent to Logan with the black roses.

I didn't mean for it to be frightening.

I was just upset.

Because he was gonna fire you?

It was a lover's quarrel, wasn't it?

We were in a relationship.

At least that's what I thought it was.

Turns out Logan was just
using me for inside info on VDH

to help with his acquisitions bid.

As soon as it looked like the deal
was going through, he dumped me.

I hate this business.

Did you hate Logan enough to kill him?

You scored the window
with this glass cutter.

Did Kellie give you that?

Well, there goes another assistant.

You scored the window, and
you left the curtains open

so that as soon as the
sleepwalking was triggered,

he'd run right through it.

I hated him, but I did not kill him.

I sent the roses and
the card to rattle him.

That's all.

So where were you the
night that Logan died?

Home. Alone.

[SIGHS]

Fine. I got drunk and booty
called an ex-boyfriend.

I was at my cabin with
some close friends.

You can ask them.

Vittoria's friends confirmed

she was at her cottage at
the time of Logan's death.

So our jilted lover,
Stellan, is telling the truth.

Mm-hmm. Confirmed by Mr. Booty call.

But this killing was
definitely personal by someone

who knew Logan well.

They would have known
about his sleepwalking,

that a barking dog could
trigger his panic attacks.

But none of our suspects even had a dog.

[MUSIC PLAYS]

[SIGHS]

My psychic was right.

Speaking of booty calls,
what the hell do you want?

At a photoshoot Stellan
was playing music

that sounded just like
that on Bluetooth speaker.

- And?
- And it looked like that.

Logan's plant is the
same type of speaker.

Which could be activated from
anywhere and play anything.

Including the sounds of a barking dog.

So the forensics team was right.

There was no dog in Logan's condo.

The sound was coming from a speaker.

Mm. Murder by remote... clever.

Okay, so we need to find someone

who not only had access to
Logan's phone and apartment,

but his passwords, too.

You thinking what I'm thinking?

Why am I back here?

Because your alibi just blew up.

I'm innocent.

I told you after I left Logan's,

I went to the bar
with Kellie and Sierra.

All right, there they are,
Kellie, Jackson, Sierra.

Unlock your phone and hand it over.

- Why?
- Because I'm a cop.

According to your app store history,

you purchased an app
that allows you to control

everything in Logan's apartment,

including the Bluetooth
speaker in his bedroom.

Yeah, I... after I get Logan to bed,

I use it to trigger the
white noise he liked.

You already saw all this in the video.

What's the big deal?

There goes Kellie to powder her nose.

Oh, Sierra's phone just
died. It's the worst.

Don't worry, Jackson swoops
in and valiantly gives her his.

Yeah, he just left her
with his phone unlocked.

You foolish, foolish boy.

Yeah.

According to the app, it was
used the night Logan died.

That's not possible.

1:04 a.m. a track was
played using your app.

Look at the time, 1:04 a.m.

She's looking for something
specific on that music app.

And guess what the
name of that track was.

What?

Angry dog bark.

Are you saying Sierra killed Logan?

I'm afraid so.

Do you know where we might find her?

[NOTIFICATION ALERT]

Okay. It's Ellis.

He says Sierra is at one of two places.

We're heading to the Zagan offices.

Okay. You and Li go and see
if Sierra's at her place.

Sierra's not answering the phone.

She worked for Zane and
Logan for so many years,

she had to know all about
Logan sleepwalking, his triggers.

She probably had a
key to his condo, too.

And she would have
known Jackson's schedule

like the back of her hand.

Like the fact that he left
every night at 11:00 p.m.

That gave her time to let
herself into Logan's place,

score the window, loosen
the wrist restraints.

We also know that he took
sleeping pills at night,

so the only thing that
could have woken him up

was the sound of a barking dog.

The company was about to sell
for tens of millions of dollars.

Why kill Logan now?

This is where Sierra
lives. It looks abandoned.

Yeah, I'd say either the rent is cheap

or she lives with a psychopath.

[KNOCKS]

Police!

Sierra, if you're in there, open up.

Yates.

[MAX] It's Li. Pull over.

You guys are gonna want to see this.

That's why she killed Logan.

And here I thought she
was living with a psycho.

She's obsessed with Zane.

I'm obsessed with Louboutins,
but this is next level.

We're dealing with a
really disturbed mind here.

Hey, guys.

Sierra left us a little gift here.

What are those?

Diaries of a psychopath.

"Today Zane asked my opinion
on a new jacket design."

"He's a genius, an artist,
and he wanted my opinion."

Sounds like a school girl
writing about her crush.

"Anastasia must die."

Looks like our school
girl just graduated

to Crazy Town University.

I wish all our psychopaths
were that clear.

She saw Logan as a threat to Zane

when he made the deal with VDH.

That's why she got rid of him.

For whatever reason,

it looks like she's
found her next victim.

We need to find Sierra and Anastasia.

I'm gonna call Zane, see
if he knows where Sierra is.

Okay, Zane. Well call us
if she tries to contact you.

- Drive to VDH.
- You got it.

Zane decided to go
through with the deal.

What? Why?

I don't know, he had a
long talk with Anastasia,

and then he had a change of heart.

- Sierra is not gonna like that.
- No, she won't.

And she went to VDH to
meet up with Anastasia

to get the acquisition papers.

Alone? After hours? I don't
like the sound of that.

She was supposed to be back an hour ago,

and now she's not
answering any of his calls.

Damn it!

Let's hope we're not too late.

I have no time for your BS.

- There's no one here, Anastasia.
- Yeah, I know, I know.

So what the hell are you doing?

I said put your hands up.

Fine, okay. But enough of this, Sierra.

What are you expecting
to accomplish here?

I'm saving Zane from you.

You're saving him?

He wants the deal, okay?
He knows it's good for him.

Zane doesn't know what's good for him.

I'm the only one who
protects him from people

like you and Logan.

Oh, my Lord.

You killed Logan.

He was willing to sell out
everything that Zane created.

And for what?

Money?

I just texted for backup,
but we can't wait for them.

Good idea. Shoot her.

Okay. Sierra...

I can't.

She's got her finger on the trigger.

If I fired at her, she would
flinch and kill Anastasia.

Okay, do not shoot her.

Just put that down and
let's talk about it.

There's nothing to talk about.

People like you only
care about money, not art.

Actually, I think I have an idea.

No. When I first got into this
business, I was just like you.

I was a young girl who loved the idea

that fashion could make a difference

in the everyday lives of people.

And yes, it's true.

I lost sight of that along the way.

But guess what? Zane
helped me find it again.

That's why I want to give
him every resource he wants

to do whatever he
wants, right? Don't you?

You know what?

We could do this for him... together.

Yeah.

No.

No. Zane is too trusting.

He can't say no.

That's why he let Logan
get away with so much.

I begged him to go out on his own,

just me and him, but
he was too insecure.

I have worked so hard to
help him become who he is.

And I can't let you destroy that.

[WHIRRING SOUND]

- Who's there?
- Lay your weapon down.

Drop it now!

On your knees! Put your
hands behind your back!

It's okay. It's over now.

You're under arrest for
the murder of Logan Hess.

Zane... they don't
understand, but you do, right?

All those years ago, you chose me.

You saw something special in me.

What have you done?

I did all this to protect you.

Now you can share your
vision with the world.

Zane...

Look at me, please.

Zane!

[SIRENS CHIRP]

She's insane.

I'm just happy nobody else was hurt.

- Anastasia?
- She's okay. She's with the medics.

Thank you, both of you.

Logan was like a brother to me.

We fought a lot,

but I always knew he had
my best interest at heart.

I wish I could tell him that.

Hey, wherever he is,
I'm sure he knows that.

I'm curious...

what made you go through
with the deal after all?

To honor Logan's memory.

I realized he was right.

It's not selling out.

I get to share my work
with the whole world.

Even if I have to make a
few t-shirts to pay for it.

It's okay.

If there's anything I can
do to show my appreciation.

Well, maybe a piece from
your new VDH collection.

Police officers aren't
allowed to accept gifts, Max.

No. Of course not.

A member of the police force
definitely shouldn't do that.

- But a mere...
- Excuse us.

... police consultant who
doesn't even have a badge

would definitely
consider the possibility.

My favourite colour is magenta,

and I live at 162 West
Broad Street, Unit 5.

Max!

Good work, you two.

It's another two weeks
off your dad's sentence.

Why thank you.

You get any free clothes?

Now Max knows that would be unethical.

Yes, Max does know that.

Oh, mmhmm, yes.

All right. Who's coming tonight?

What's going on tonight?

We are going to a board game bar,

and it happens to be puzzle night.

- Oof.
- I'm going to find some puzzle noobs,

play like I don't know
what I'm doing, right?

Bet's be placed, then I
wipe the floor with them.

It's going to be very colour of money.

Who's in?

First round's on me.

All right.

Ellis?

Oh, come on, man.

Look, it's getting late. I
gotta get home to feed Marc.

Whatever, cat lady.

Max?

Me?

You're inviting me?

Yeah you.

It's really not that big of a deal.

Don't listen to him. It is a huge deal.

We don't like most people.
I barely tolerate all of you.

You can't miss my first puzzle night.

Okay, fine.

I'll come for a drink, but I'm
not doing any puzzles, okay?

Come on.

Don't think I didn't notice

you haven't given me
back my pocket square yet.

I'm told they are making a comeback.

Even with an arrow-sized hole in it.

If somebody asks, I'll just say
it's a Max Mitchell original.

Oh, I like that.

I'm serious about the board games.

I do not want to play.

Really? Because I would
kick your ass at Monopoly.

I bet you would.

Well, it's not a parakeet.

Oh.

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