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Cut the crap. You didn't follow anyone anywhere.

Inspector Washington made a call.

Ten minutes later, in defiance of a direct order to remain at your desk, you

were across town at the marina, Guinness record time.

Not hard to interpret that as a certain eagerness to want to confront the man

who killed your brother.

Ray Sanchez was armed and dangerous.

Inspector Washington was alone. I think eager is what you want in a situation

like that. So without anger or the slightest thought of revenge,

You rushed to your fellow inspector's aid.

That's right.

Sanchez would have had no problem adding another dead cop to his body count. So

officer safety was your primary concern?

What was your touch of concern for officer safety when you dragged

Washington onto that boat?

What was your rush?

You didn't even call for backup.

We weren't sure that Sanchez was there.

We were acting on a tip.

Below me.

Look, I'll tell you what happened.

You didn't call for backup because you wanted to be alone with him.

You wanted to minimize the number of witnesses down to one.

So when you finally took Sanchez out, all you had to worry about was

Sanchez refused to drop his weapon.

It was a good shoot.

According to Inspector Washington's report, he lowered his gun.

That's a long way from dropping it. Did you make an attempt to talk him down?

I could have sang him a damn lullaby.

Ray Sanchez was looking at five consecutive life sentences or the death

He wasn't about to surrender.

He was playing with us.

He waited for his moment. He saw it and took it.

I had no choice.

You better hope Inspector Washington supports you on that 100%. Otherwise,

you're looking at a charge of homicide.

What do you got for us, Doc?

Victim is Wesley Jordan, according to his hotel registration, in from Omaha.

Cause of death, gunshot wounds.

Best I can tell with all this carnage, one to the heart, one to the groin.

I wonder which one came first.

No, same as same. Yep, classic case of coming and going.

You got a time of death?

I'm estimating around 5 p .m., cocktail hour.

Housekeep even found him this morning.

Any sign of a weapon? Nope.

Hotel parking ticket. Must have run out of car. I'll get it to over processing.

Was he married?

Yep. Must have slipped his mind.

What are you saying? Is it a cautionary tale for all those married men out

there, Dolores? Well, let me put it this way.

If Mr. Jordan here had stuck to dominoes or bird watching or whatever nice

people in Omaha do when they're getting down, he'd still be alive.

Yeah, well, dead or alive, he wouldn't be in Omaha. According to this driver's

license, he's local.

My guess is the closest he's been to Omaha is the steak he ate at Morton's

other night.

Jenny.

Hey, won't you come back?

Perfect.

You know, left him squabbling over what medal to give me. Me, I could care less.

What happened?

They're talking about criminal charges.

What?

Homicide. Oh, please.

They're never going to make that thick.

You know what? If they want to bring charges, fine.

Let them.

I got nothing to hide.

Hi, you got your schedule yet? Yeah, high moon tomorrow.

I bet you could use some insight, some pearls of wisdom, huh?

Yeah, that would help.

I got nothing.

Sorry. How about I go downstairs and see if anybody knew who Jordan was partying

with?

We'll have to have a little more of this fantastic spread.

Compliments of the hotel.

Hi, I'm Lynn Dart. I'm the manager here. Inspector Nate Bastos, my partner in

Inspector Washington.

Hi. How are you doing?

I want you to know that our entire staff is devastated by what happened here.

Please feel free to question anyone. I guarantee our full cooperation.

Anything you need.

Why don't we start with your security system?

Good idea.

You can screen the tapes in my office.

Brandon was right.

The Yamaha dress that Jordan gave at the hotels of phony. The street doesn't

even exist.

He lives in the city with his wife.

Any idea who he was with?

Before you jump to any conclusions, factor this in.

Wes Jordan was the subject of an arson investigation. Do you remember the St.

James fire?

That beautiful Art Degel building?

Yeah, he owned it.

He stood to gain a fortune on the insurance.

Why don't you two follow up on that? And Stacy, take a walk down to Arson and

get me the file.

I have to take care of notifying Jordan's wife.

Nothing does loving like something from the oven.

Gabe.

What are you doing?

Kissing my wife, Inspector.

You got a problem with that, my beautiful wife?

Because I can give you pretty good reasons that I'm deserving of that kiss.

yeah? Start talking.

I picked up the cleaning.

I did the grocery shopping for the week.

All right.

What's going on?

Nothing.

Why?

Something's got to be wrong when a guy wants to make his wife happy?

You didn't call the counselor, did you?

You're pretty good at this detective stuff, huh? Yeah.

Hey.

Inspector, does this look like a couple in need of marriage counseling?

Not at the moment, Gabe, but if it was always like this, I would not have

suggested it. It will always be like this.

I thought you said you want to make me happy.

It's my top priority.

Then call the counselor, Gabe. That would make me really happy.

Then a phone call at this.

Captain, you in here?

Depends on who's asking.

Couldn't have waited.

Sorry to bother you.

Still have time to reconsider.

This case is so unbelievably interesting.

I'm so glad you feel that way. You were right.

Wes Jordan was under investigation for arson.

Was there any doubt? Along with his partner, James Creed.

I think that they did it, Captain.

The fire started on three separate floors at the same time. Okay, there

any trace of accelerant, but they could have used either alcohol. That just

evaporates. Those two spent a fortune on restoring the St. James.

Big ceremony and everything.

And then the economy tanks, and they can't give away office space. I mean,

were in big trouble.

And you got all this from the trial?

Well, I guess I asked a couple questions.

They are sick about this down in Arson. They are just as convinced as I am that

this fire was no accident.

And that Creed or Jordan or Jordan or...

Just Creed, because considering Jordan's dad was behind this.

I'm thinking that we should take a really good hard look at this guy,

That's your recommendation?

Absolutely.

Mr. Jordan was a first -time guest here. He was booked for two nights.

His platinum card went straight through. There was no reason to check his

address. How many of these did all these phone records?

There's not much here. He must have used his cell phone.

Man, what some guys will do to get a little, huh?

You can't imagine.

I could tell you stories.

Well, I'm all ears.

Well, no one in the hotel recognizes Creed.

Forget Creed. We got something better. Come over here and take a look at this.

Hold that tape, Lynn.

Oh, well, that's definitely not Creed.

Well, that's definitely West Jordan.

Oh, yeah, yeah.

I'll never forget this one.

She pulled up in this yellow cab, right? I mean, I've seen a lot of handspeck.

You know, I don't want to offend you in any way, so can he and I have a word?

I assure you, I've heard it all.

I'm a late man.

I thought I got a problem with any other body part, but it is a laser getting me

going, you know? That woman was always... She just knew how to work

get to picture Mr.

O 'Hara, don't you? Yeah, yeah.

That was just the beginning.

She wasn't wearing any underwear.

She blasted. Sharon Stone's got nothing on her. Made my day, man. Gave me a

repeat performance on the way out just before I knocked out. What time was

Like around 5 o 'clock.

You think she was a pro?

Man, she sure advertised it. Have you ever seen her before?

No, but I wouldn't mind seeing her again.

All right, man. Thanks for your time. Anytime.

So what, you think Jordan balked at her price?

Tried to sift her so she'd sue them?

No. Heart and groin? No, I think we got ourselves a woman with some serious

issues that may not end here.

You're making yourself crazy.

God, I'm driving myself nuts.

And look, you know I don't want to do nothing to her, Jenny. Then don't.

Not that simple, man. Dana, what are you saying?

I could go in that room right now and swear that that should be justified, and

wasn't even there.

Because if Jenny says it was a good shoot, then it was a good shoot.

That man had a gun in his hand and you told him to drop it. Am I wrong?

No, you're right. He refused.

Well, end of story.

But Magda, it could have been different.

Yeah, you could have been dead, Raina.

And Ginny, too.

Sanchez got exactly what he asked for.

Let me tell you, that woman has saved my life more times than I can admit.

And you want a partner who's not afraid to use a gun.

And you had one this time.

Consider yourself lucky.

You know, Ginny's been from hell and back trying to get her life together

Don't take that away from her, please.

I know that you're going to go in there and you're going to do the right thing.

All the way over here, I tried to convince myself that you were wrong.

That Wes was still in L .A., just the way you told me.

Oh, why did I believe him?

I knew that something was wrong.

We know he was under investigation.

He was innocent.

He had nothing to do with that fire.

I wasn't accusing him. If he was responsible, why did he buy a gun?

He took it with him everywhere.

He was scared.

Of what?

I don't know.

His partner?

I don't know.

I tried to talk with him, and he would just say, stop worrying, I have

everything under control.

What am I going to do?

He took care of everything.

Oh, God, I miss him already.

Mrs. Jordan, do you know this woman?

Who is she? Does she have something to do with this?

She may have been the last person to see her husband alive.

Oh.

You said you found him dead in a hotel room.

Was he with her?

If there was any way I could have avoided this.

So... He was with her.

I'm sorry.

Where's Nate?

Oh, with Raina.

He's on his way to Jake's Bistro. The cabbie who dropped off our Miss Reuben

the hotel said that that's where he picked her up. The ballistic report is

your desk.

Jordan was killed with a 9mm.

Well, his wife said that he carried a gun, so let's see what you can find out.

It was a 9mm.

He bought it two days after the fire. I ran his name through a firearm system

and got a hit.

Ladies. I had no reason to kill my partner.

Well, Mr. Creed, the building that you and Jordan owned was hemorrhaging cash.

You were losing $10 ,000 a day. The fire solved all that.

Your own people gave that fire a clean bill of health.

No, our people couldn't make the case against the two of you. There's a big

difference. I have lots of investments.

You filed for bankruptcy.

I filed for reorganization.

That makes me a murderer?

Your staff said that you and Jordan had some pretty heated arguments.

The ship was thinking. That doesn't bring out the best in people.

Yeah, well, it frightened your partner enough to purchase a gun.

He what?

If anyone was panicked about money, it was West.

I would have survived the loss whether or not the insurance paid.

West would have gone under.

The St. James deal was a big reach for him. If he was scared of something or

someone, it's news to me.

Did you ever see Jordan with this woman?

Never. Look.

The building and everything about it was Wes's affair.

I was a strictly silent partner.

Right now, I'm just trying to play catch -up. I don't know a thing about the

fire, the gun, or that woman.

I'm innocent all around.

Look, any file, any document you want, it's yours.

My life is an open book.

That's the guy.

Miller, I'm Inspector Basso, San Francisco Police. My partner, Inspector

Washington. May I join you?

As long as you don't mind if I start eating.

Go right ahead.

I'd like to ask a few questions about a woman you had lunch with yesterday.

She got a name?

Heidi. Just Heidi?

If there was a last name, she wasn't sharing it.

She was quite the number.

She walked in here like she owned the place and every man in it.

And she did.

She was something else.

The way she slid onto her bar stool.

The way she ordered to drink. It was like there was a whole ritual going on.

Did she tell you anything about herself?

Yeah, she said she was a businesswoman. I mean, a vice president of something.

Well, I told her I was interested in buying whatever she was selling.

You're not going to arrest me for that, are you?

She didn't happen to take you back to her place, did she?

No, we never made it past the back alley.

In fact, we...

Made it in the back alley. Lived out at least ten of my fantasies, and I would

have given her a thousand bucks for that, but she never asked for a dime.

Must have been my fatal charm.

Yeah. You're hers.

Excuse me.

I don't follow.

She's a suspect in a murder.

Last guy she made it with got sat in the heart in the groin. You like lunch?

From the hotel.

Hits a couple clubs, ends up at this place called Venus and Mars.

Downstairs, it's a nice restaurant, but upstairs... What's going on upstairs?

What isn't going on upstairs?

Women with men, women with women, men with... Yeah, I get the picture.

So the manager is reluctant to talk to us, but he finally fesses up.

Heidi is a sporadic but long -time customer.

She shows up for a couple days in a row, then disappears for weeks. He hadn't

seen her in a while.

Well, whoever she is, she's a...

Busy gal.

One day you got Miller and West Jordan. And another three at the club, all at

the same time.

Manager said it got a little rough, but that's how Heidi wanted it. And all for

free. So obviously the prostitution angle's all wrong. Yeah, because no one

knows we're at the escort services.

I mean, I even checked the massage parlors.

What are you thinking?

I'm thinking we're dealing with a woman that likes it an awful lot.

A swinger. A sex addict.

Right. Five guys in just a few hours?

Sounds like a binge to me.

Let's hope she's not through with it and she lands on Venus again.

Get someone in there.

Raina?

Close the door.

Look, I don't care what your compatriots out there are.

telling you to say or not say to IA.

And you shouldn't either.

Just got to go in there and tell the truth.

Captain, I don't know if I can do that.

Jenny's convinced that the shoot was warranted.

What do you think?

I wasn't there.

Okay, well, I think I could have gotten him to drop the gun.

I mean, she just kept pushing him. Well, maybe you could have and maybe not.

There's no way to tell.

The man had a weapon.

And he was ready to use it.

Okay, so what do you think? I should go in there and lie?

No.

But you can't indict someone on a possibility.

Now, if you think that Ginny took the life of a man unnecessarily and you

have done something to change the outcome, then that's what you've got to

Hey. Hi. What are you doing up?

I couldn't sleep.

Well, if I'd known you'd been waiting, I'd have cut out hours ago.

I'm going to grab a shower.

Okay. You want to join me?

Did you call?

Call who?

The counselor.

One better?

I booked us tango lessons.

Picture of Magda.

Our bodies in perfect motion.

Close up and sweaty.

Believe it or not, my darling, that is not the answer to everything.

Huh? No. That's too bad.

Because I got a great deal on ten lessons.

Oh, Gabe.

I figure we can check it out right after we see the counselor.

They're in the same building.

So you did call? Yes, I did call.

I understand that Jane Lance is busy, but it would help if we could actually

talk to the agent who handled the insurance on the St. James fire.

Yeah, absolutely.

You have to understand when you sell insurance, you spend most of your time

in the field.

If you're behind your desk, you're not doing your job.

Nobody does it better than Jane, queen of the closers.

Million dollar clip since she started.

I'm good.

She's got the touch.

That's her?

Yep, that's Jane.

Heidi.

Jane Lance, 36, respected high -paid insurance agent on the fast track.

Wife and mother.

Any records?

Yeah, she made an illegal left turn back in 98.

How does a woman like that wind up at a place like Venus and Mars?

Well, she's paying the price. Her numbers this year have been in the

No million -dollar club for her.

She needed the St. James deal.

Is that when she met Jordan? Yeah, and that was when everybody was making

Times were good. Nobody was thinking fire.

I wonder if Jordan knows about her other life.

You think he blackmailed her?

What if he threatened to expose her to her employers?

All the sordid details. If she didn't get them to pay up. Well, the insurance

agency hardly did an investigation on the fire.

Blackmail, murder. Makes sense to me.

All we got to do now is find her.

Absolutely. I'm familiar with the thing, James Spire, but West Jordan.

Jane's never mentioned that name that I can remember.

And your wife's been in Chicago for the weekend?

Or Cleveland. She's on the road so much, you really need a playbook to keep it

all straight.

So you haven't spoken with your wife since Monday?

Sunday or Monday.

Three days.

Yeah, I know that sounds unusual, but it's normal for us.

Jane's under a lot of pressure to produce, so when she's on the road, I

bother her, unless something comes up with the girls.

And as you can see, everything's under control in that department.

And when there is a problem?

Um, well, I call.

Um, she's really great about getting back to me within 24 hours.

How about if she's in town?

What's that supposed to mean?

Mr. Lance, your wife has been in San Francisco for at least the last three

You don't know what you're talking about.

I'm sorry, sir, but she never left the city and I think you knew that.

West Jordan didn't mean anything to her.

None of them do.

She loves those little girls. She loves me.

And I know that might be hard to understand, but... You need to call your

Tell her to come home.

She just needs help.

Mr. Lance, she's in trouble, and we need to clear this up.

How would she even get her hands on a gun?

For God's sake, she wouldn't even know how to use one.

Look, I'm not saying that Jane doesn't have problems.

It's obvious she does.

But she could never kill anyone. I'd stake my life on that.

I can only imagine how many times you were wrong about her before.

Mr. Lance, call your wife.

Hey, Jenny.

Look, I'm sorry.

Why are you sorry?

Raina, you have nothing to be sorry for.

You know, just so we're perfectly clear, I'm not looking for any favors on this.

I don't need any.

I stand by what I did.

You think otherwise, you tell him that.

Really.

I mean it.

What's this?

I did some research on sexual addictions. I went over to sex crimes,

to behavioral sciences unit. I agree with you, Captain. I think she's on a

Just like an alcoholic, just like a drug addict.

It probably started when she was a kid. You know, she was abused maybe sexually,

maybe physically, maybe both.

See you later, Kate.

Both.

And then there's all the shame that's mixed up with it.

And the sex makes her feel better for the moment. But then there's more shame,

so she has tried more sex.

then, you know, the shame gets overwhelming and the sex gets out of

Stacy, is there anything in here that would help us actually find her?

Well, not directly.

You were aware Inspector Extead was specifically ordered to remain in her

Yeah. And you called her anyway?

Yeah. Knowing how she felt about Sanchez and what was likely to happen if the

two of them got face to face?

Yeah. And you agreed with her decision to board the boat?

No. No.

Okay, look, the boat wasn't going anywhere.

And we didn't have a warrant.

But I wanted the call for backup.

And Inspector Exped disagreed?

So you went against your better judgment?

Well, I couldn't let her go in there alone.

It's a shame you didn't object more strenuously.

Perhaps if you had, Ray Sanchez would still be alive.

You don't know that. Come on, Inspector. It's right here in your report.

He'd lowered his gun. He was on the verge of giving up.

Yeah, but he wouldn't drop it. What did I say, Dayton?

These are critical moments. What happened?

This may not be as blatant an example of policeman conduct as Rodney King.

And no one's crying their eyes out over Ray Sanchez.

But if this shooting was premeditated and provoked... Was it provoked?

It didn't matter. It didn't matter.

He refused to drop his gun.

M .E. found a fiber embedded in one of Jordan's entry wounds.

Didn't exactly reek of perfume, but there are definite traces of it. Crime

identified the fiber as silk acetate, the kind and weight used to line women's

handbags.

The gun was fired from inside a purse.

That one?

Inspector Washington.

You're obligated to answer this and every other question you're asked.

Did Inspector Extead provoke Ray Sanchez? I don't know, okay? He wouldn't

his gun.

Now, I don't know what she said provoked him. I don't know that.

All I know is he wouldn't drop his gun.

Now, look, I might have handled it differently.

But if I was running this show, I might not be here to tell you about it.

I wish we could have brought them in alive.

But Inspector X said, put our lives first.

She made the right choice.

You know, Don Fields can be a real son of a bitch, but... I always thought that

Hallgate was a little more reasonable.

I just told the truth, Cap.

Now we wait.

Want to take your mind off it?

Yeah, what you got?

Well, I got this nagging feeling about the theory that Jane...

Lance shot Wes Jordan to her purse.

Yeah, but that was your theory, Captain.

Yeah, only the purse part.

It just doesn't make sense to me.

If she was going to shoot Jordan with his own gun, why didn't she just get out

of the bed, grab it, and shoot him? Why'd she get in the trouble of putting

in her purse first?

Classic element of surprise.

She had him in his boxers on the bed.

He was surprised.

Purse or no purse.

No, it was Wes's wife.

Who said that he took the gun with him everywhere.

Well, maybe he didn't have the gun. Maybe he didn't bring the gun to the

Or maybe we're looking in the wrong purse.

Hey, beautiful.

Who are you?

What are you talking about?

What am I talking about? I'm talking about our appointment today with the

counselor.

There was a crisis at the club. I couldn't get... Oh, that is crap, Gabe.

I'll call and reschedule tomorrow.

Reschedule for what? So you can leave me hanging again?

Look, I'm sorry that I stood you up, but please, call me dense, whatever, but

I'm just not getting what this whole counselor thing is all about.

We have problems.

Problems? Yeah.

Okay, what kind of problems? I paid the mortgage.

I paid off your car. What kind of problems are we talking about here?

No, I won't forget it, Magda. Yeah, you just don't understand. I don't

understand, right. So why don't you just help me out here then, okay? Just

forget it. No, I won't forget it. Yeah, why don't you forget it, all right? You

can be so damn clueless sometimes.

So give me a damn clue.

Look, I want this out on the table right now, okay? I'm not having this

conversation again.

Oh, good. That'll be just great.

We had problems, all right, in the past. But if you feel like you have to rehash

them one more time, come on then, Magda. This is your time. Please, give me your

best shot.

I had an affair, all right?

I'm not going to deny I was with him. There wouldn't be any point. We have you

on videotape.

So I slept with him. Is that a crime?

You're a suspect in a murder.

Does this nightmare ever end?

Do you have any idea what you've done to my life, how screwed up it is now? If

your life is screwed up, you're going to have to take at least partial

responsibility for it.

Tell me about Wes.

What about him?

What was his frame of mind the other night? Was he nervous?

Are you kidding?

He was relieved.

He was about to get a big check.

He was celebrating.

All the trouble with the building was finally over.

He wanted to party all week, and he begged me to stay.

I didn't kill Wes.

I don't have a gun. I've never even touched a gun.

Could have used his.

He had it with him. Dug it with him everywhere.

I have been intimately involved with that man for three months.

I'll spare you the details, but I promise you, if he'd had a gun, I would

known it.

Well, you two were pretty close then, huh?

He was great in bed.

That was it.

Really?

That's it, huh?

Gonna pay on the claim, now that he's gone?

It's under review.

Did he pressure you to pay?

Threaten to expose you?

Wes Jordan was not blackmailing me.

He was in love with me.

He wanted to marry me.

He wanted to leave his wife for me.

Really?

What am I doing here?

I had nothing to do with this. I can't believe that you think I did.

Bringing me here, searching my home.

Mrs. Jordan, did you follow your husband to the hotel?

Absolutely not.

And you've never seen him with this woman before?

No. I told you. And I promise you, if I did, I wouldn't have killed him.

Why would I kill the one person who I knew could get me out of this mess?

Because he got you into it.

And he told you he was going to leave you.

For who?

Her?

Some prostitute?

Is that what she told you?

I promise you, I know nothing about this.

She's lying.

What do you think?

I think they both had a damn good reason to want to kill him.

I think they're both lying. Nope, just one of them.

When I had Jordan's car towed in for processing, they picked it up from valet

parking. The ticket I found in his room is from the hotel self -parking

structure. It wasn't his.

Crime scene get any latent prints after?

Oh, yeah. We got a massive DMV.

He lied to us. That's ridiculous.

Your fingerprints are all over that parking ticket.

I went to the hotel to confront Wes.

I wanted to meet the woman who was ruining my life.

And that dropped out of your purse when you went for the gun.

Wes didn't bring the gun into the room. You did.

And you shot him.

He swore to me it was over, but...

When he said he was going to LA, I knew he was lying.

I had the gun, but I didn't want to kill him. I just wanted to talk with him. I

wanted him to see the mistake that he was making.

She didn't love him.

He spent everything that we had on her.

He had me borrow from my parents.

I was living on air and he was with her at the Bellevue.

free to leave.

That's it?

Well, it's in paperwork to take care of, but then you can leave.

Fine. Where do I sign?

How do you do it, Jane?

How do you get up every morning and kiss your husband and your kids goodbye?

I'm just trying to live my life.

Yeah, well, it's none of my business.

That's right.

It's not. But someday it might be.

A couple more minutes in that hotel room and you might not be here now.

What about your kids then?

Yeah, well, I'm a hell of a role model.

You need help, Jane.

You think I haven't tried?

I got married. I had kids.

I really thought that would change me.

All the love around me.

Not even that worked.

It doesn't have to be this way.

Really?

People are so arrogant.

You all think you have the answer.

The cure.

You have no idea what this is like.

Nice try.

Good night.

Good night, Stace.

Am I coming on too strong? I mean, maybe I crossed the line in the bathroom.

Hmm.

Are you having second thoughts about hiring me? Because if you are, I can

it. I can take it. I'm just trying to be helpful.

You're being helpful.

Good night, Stacey.

Good night.

Hey. What's going on?

Where are you going?

I told him, Jen,

about the affair.

What did he say?

I think he didn't say anything to me. He just looked at me.

I'm really scared, Jen. I'm terrified.

I've never seen Gabe react that way before.

What are you going to do?

I've got to pick Ben up and drop him off at my mother's house.

And I'm going to go.

And I'm going to try to talk to him.

You know, it wasn't too long ago that you told me that you were in this

relationship because of Ben.

You sure you want this marriage?

Yeah.

Yeah, I really want this marriage.

Then why did you tell him about the affair?

I had to, Ginny. I had to.

I had to talk to Gabe. I had to tell him that he thinks that because he's

bringing home some money and that he's got a paycheck now that everything's

great.

All these gifts he's buying me, this new car, that has nothing to do with the

basis of our problems.

I want a strong marriage.

I want something that's going to go the whole way, you know. I want something

that's based on some...

honesty and some love.

I really do still love him, Jenny.

I really do.

Then you gotta tell him that.

I cleared you.

Good.

They should have.

What?

You don't think they should have?

It's not important what I think.

Off the record.

Do you think I lied?

Do you think I went there to kill him?

Look, Jenny, anywhere this conversation goes is no good.

So, say goodnight, leave it at that.

Goodnight, Captain.

Gabe?

Gabe?

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