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Morgan: You guys made mistakes,
I fixed them.

Let's not make a big deal
out of this.

What mistakes
did you see?

I have a compulsion
to put things right.

If I see a mistake,
I need to correct it.

Ta-da!

I have an IQ of 160.

The technical term is
high potential intellectual,

means you have
advanced cognitive abilities.

Come do this full time.
We need you.

You know this woman?
I'm his partner.

Karadec: We're not partners.

She's actually just
a consultant.

When you and I split up,
we agreed

we're going to remain
a family no matter what.

Morgan: Ludo thinks of you
as his daughter.

It's not the same.

Your father loved you.

That's why he left.

I need you to
find someone.

Roman Sinquerra,
he vanished 15 years ago.

You got a deal.

You made this
for your dad?

If you find him.

It turns out Roman
was working as

an FBI informant.

"Two hours to
make your move."

Oz: Sounds like
some kind of game.

Karadec: The kidnapper wants us
to play by their rules.

They're watching us.

Selan: Oz isn't answering
his phone.

I got him.

This kidnapper
is really toying with me.

Making a run for it.
Here, I'll take this for you.

Thank you.

Ava and I are too old
for this game,

and Chloe's gonna need
a couple more years.

Morgan,
I know where he is.

Roman. He's alive.

Lady Gaga: ♪ Abra-ca-dabra,
Abracadabra ♪

♪ Abra-ca-dabra,
Abracadabra ♪

♪ Pay the toll to the angels ♪

♪ Drawing circles
in the clouds ♪

♪ Keep your mind
on the distance ♪

♪ When the devil-- ♪

Hey.
How's it going over there?

Girl: Pretty good.

Just read him his
third bedtime story.

Only three bedtime stories?

You got off easy.

Thank you so much
for babysitting.

I really needed tonight.
Of course.

Are you on
your way home?

Yeah, yeah,
I'm on my way.

Okay. Be careful.
Will do.

Love you guys.
Bye.
Love you.

Lady Gaga: ♪ Abra-ca-dabra
Abracadabra ♪

♪ Like a poem said
by a lady in red ♪

♪ You hear the last few words
of your life ♪

♪ With a haunting dance,
now you're both in a trance ♪

♪ It's time to cast your spell
on the night ♪

♪ Abracadabra
Amor oo na na ♪

♪ In her tongue she said ♪

♪ Death or love tonight ♪

Morgan: Let's play.

We have 34 minutes
to make our move.

Game Master:
Fun has just begun.

Oz:
They made me play games.

They were wearing
a white anime mask.

Morgan:
And they're watching us.

Whoever's playing games with us,
it isn't Dave Peck...

Soto: Well, then who the hell
is this guy?

Elliot:
Mom! Mom, help me!

What? What is it?

No. Mom can't help you.

What are you doing?

Are you serious?

He's cheating.

My pillows,
my rules.

Stop! Okay.

First of all,
it's a pillow fight.

There's no way to cheat.

Second of all,
they are not your pillows.

No!

All right,
she lulled me

into a false
sense of security.
You have two,
it's not fair.

Hello?

I'm trying to read
my baby sister to sleep.

Oh, okay.
I'll do it quietly.

Shh!
Ow!

You know, maybe if you
weren't stuck in this house

for, like, a week,

we wouldn't be
acting like animals.

Wild animals. I can't.

Sneak attack!
Ahh!

Your boss is here.

Oh.
Perfect timing.

You're sleepy now, right?

Go to bed.
Okay.

Do you mind?
I got him.

Thank you.
I got him,
I got him.

So...

How are we
holding up?

Not great.

Pretty terrible actually.

I don't know
what's worse,

being stalked by
a deranged psychopath

or having to lie to
my kids about it.

There's no need
to scare them.

We're going to catch
this guy soon.

Everything will be
back to normal.

I hope so.

It's only a matter of time
before they realize

Ludo's not crashing
on the couch

because of a
palm weevil infestation.

They're native
to his neighborhood.

I figured Elliot
would check.

He did.

Do you have
anything else for me

besides this homework?

I wish I had more
of an update on Roman.

We're pretty confident Gio's
contact had good intel.

He's staying somewhere
in Henderson, Nevada.

We got the force
out there

helping us get closer.

Do you have an address?

Not yet,
but we'll get one.

We'll figure it out.

How's he doing?

Karadec?

He's ready
to have you back.

We all are.

Whoa, whoa.

Daph, where are
you going?

I got plans.
Really?

At this hour?

Settle yourselves.

It's just a friend,

and you guys need to
get out of here, too.

We can't be pulling
back-to-back all nighters.

Yeah, you know what, Oz?
She's right.

Go home.
Why?

It's not like I'm
gonna sleep anyway.

Not until we
catch the bastard.

Well, I appreciate
the sentiment,

but burning yourself out

is not going to
help the cause.

Yeah? And what
about you?

I'll be right behind you.

You're a terrible liar.

Yeah, that wasn't great.

Later, guys.

See ya.

Okay.

Hey, why are you
calling me so late?

There's my grumpy guy.

Nice to hear
your voice, too.

Why you working so late?

How do you know
I'm working?

Well, you answered
your phone at 2 a.m.,

and you don't have
a social life.

Yeah. You know, this guy
went after one of our own.

He got close to you.
He got close to your kids.

So it's been impossible
for any of us to slow down.

I really thought we would
have found him by now.

Especially with his sketch
all over the news.

Yeah, so did I.

You know,
it's very detailed.

Yes, it's very detailed.

I worked really hard on that
with two different artists.

No, the nose
is too aquiline.

The zygomatics
are just bananas.

What are you doing?

Oh, I thought I said
a slight cleft

and just a little dimple,

but apparently I said
John Travolta,

and I don't remember it.

Clear the whole thing.

Oh, God, I just gotta
learn how to draw.

I don't like this feeling,
Karadec.

It sucks, I hate it

Yeah, I do too.

Yeah.

Get yourself some sleep.

You too.

Morning, Chester.
Hey.

What you got there?

Well, nothing says thanks
for looking after my family

like an open box
of shortbread cookies.

I would have brought you
what I made Chloe for breakfast,

but it was disgusting.

Yeah, Lieutenant Soto
didn't mention

this assignment would
have perks, though.

Thank you.

It's a quiet night?
Yeah.

Yeah. All good.

Hey, you all dressed up,
where are you going?

Just got to go
run some errands.

I'll see you later.
All right.

Nobody came by?

No. Just the usual.

Babies, dogs, you know.

What?

Wrong address.

Everything all right,
Morgan?
Yeah.

I'm just gonna go around
the corner for a sec.

Do you want me to call
for a police escort?

That's okay. No.
I'll be quick.

Keep an eye
on the house.

♪ In the jungle,
the quiet jungle ♪

♪ The lion sleeps tonight ♪

♪ A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh,
a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh ♪

♪ Wee-oh aweem away ♪

♪ A-weema-weh, a-weema-weh,
a-weema-weh, a-weema-weh ♪

♪ Wee-oh aweem away ♪

Why is no one picking up
their phones?

I've been texting
like a maniac.

You guys,
it's the Game Maker.

He sent me
this piece of mail

so that I would walk
by a very specific house.

I know it was him.

Do you have any idea
how rare it is

for the US Postal Service

to deliver mail
to the wrong address?

Between optical
character recognition,

barcode scans, and the
zip-plus-4 code system,

it's super rare.

And he knows
that I know that,

and he also knows that
the street next to mine

is a cul-de-sac,

so he knew I would
have to walk past that house

to get to this address.

I know it was him.

Good morning, Morgan.
Welcome back.

I blasted in?
Little bit.

It's too much. Sorry.

Good morning, Daphne.

Oz, it's really nice
to see you back at work.

You too.

You doing okay?

Yeah.

Me neither.

And, yes, Morgan,

we did get
all of your texts.

And two voice notes.

Which were
kind of hard to hear

because it sounded
like you were running.

Yeah. What, am I going to
tiptoe or mosey?

Of course I'm running.
It's important.

Have that dusted
for prints, please.

What else is in this bag?

Probably teething crackers
or something.

I don't know, don't make
a big deal out of it.

Also, that bag looks like

it can be used
many more times.

Give it back to me
when they're done.

Okay. So do we really think

that this could be
the Game Maker?

Not sure.
Yes.

I am sure.
Soto: Are you?

Because last week
there were a few other cases

where you were
pretty confident.

I understand. Okay.

I jumped the gun
a couple of times.

But you guys
think about it.

The song,
"The Lion Sleeps Tonight,"

paired with the
Jungle Animal match game

that he slipped into
my grocery bag next

to my children.

It is him.

What do we have so far?

No, we're still gathering
information,

starting with the person
who lives at that address.

Just one name on the lease,
Maya Price.

We left word for her
this morning.

Hopefully we'll hear back soon
and she's okay.

Woman: Maya Price
is my sister.

We can't find her.

1522 Wells Avenue?

Where's Mommy?

I was babysitting Max
last night,

and I went to Maya's place
this morning

when she didn't show
to pick him up

and her front door
was open,

I just knew
something was wrong.

But how did you guys find out
that she was missing?

Consultant Morgan happened
to be walking by.

I live one street over.

Really?
Yeah.

It's a weird coincidence.

Sarah, take us through
everything from last night.

Okay,
Maya got some free tickets

to see a show
at Sound nightclub.

Any idea
who she was with?

A friend from work,
I-I think.

You know,
she sent me a photo.

Where do they work?

AGM. Artful Guile Music.

She also works part time
at Costco to make ends meet.

Sarah,
any chance that Maya

may have had
too much to drink,

ended up crashing at
someone else's place last night?

No, she doesn't drink.

She's the most
responsible person I know.

I'm sorry.

I'm so scared that
something happened to her,

and I'm...

I'm trying to hold it
together for Max.

What's the situation
with Max's father?

Derek. He's a good guy.

He just has bad habits.

Struggled to
hold down a job.

It got kind of messy.
Messy?

How?

Custody issues.

They have a court date
set next week.

Sarah, do you
recognize this man?

He's connected to another case
that we're working,

and we think--
Karadec: And, um,

that's all we have
right now.

No.

I'd remember if
I'd seen him before.

I don't forget faces.

Sarah, as soon as
we have some answers,

we'll be in touch.

Reminds me
of my club days.

Add that to the list of things
Maya and I have in common.

Now, the doorman
at the club said

he saw Maya leave alone
around 9:30 p.m. last night.

Then the question becomes,
where did she go?

This parking lot.

She hadn't been out
in forever.

She's not going to drive
around looking for a meter,

plus proximity,
you know, believe it or not,

we don't love using
the pepper spray.

Fair enough.

Well, Maya drove
a silver Honda Accord.

It's not here.
I'll have Daphne put out
a BOLO on the car.

I don't know, Morgan.
This is just way too exposed.

It's unlikely she
was abducted here.

There had to be
a second location.

Nope. This is the spot.

Those busted streetlights
provided the perfect darkness

for him to hide in.

You see this?

This is a little heel cap
from her shoe.

A shoe.
Not necessarily Maya's.

I'm just gonna
keep going.

This is where
he attacked her.

She fought back.

She got away by using
her purse as a weapon.

Got lip balm, candy,

and these little
glass fragments...

...that smell like
orange blossom.

Must have been
from a perfume sample

from a department store.

I'm familiar.

Then she ran.

It was a Friday night --

There had to be a guard
in that booth over there.

She needed help.

But she didn't get it.

So then her heels
must have left these marks,

presumably as he was
dragging her to his vehicle.

Yeah. Or hers.

Which means
she would have been

parked in this spot
right here.

Karadec, look,

there's two lines
of heel marks,

and then it just
turns into one.

So at a certain point,

only one heel was dragging,
leaving a mark.

That means she lost a shoe
during the struggle.

Found it.

He crammed
her unconscious body

into the trunk
of her own car.

He was in control
the whole time

and she knew it.

I put the BOLO out
on Maya's car.

Good.

Now alert the press,

let them know we'll have
a briefing later today.

And get a photo of Maya
ready to go.

Done and done.

And maybe show them
a picture of this guy again.

Not until we know

we can tie the Game Maker
to her abduction.

Right now,
we focus on finding Maya.

I'm very focused
on finding Maya,

which is why I want to focus
on the man who abducted her.

I think she's right.

There are too many
coincidences.

Prints are in
on Morgan's mail.

And?
Yours and the postman's.

Looks like
Maya pulled a permit

for a weapon
a few months back.

Protection from
her husband?

Let's find out.

I want Derek in here
for questioning, stat.

And we're clear
to search Maya's place.

Let's get over there.
Clock is ticking.

Hmm. You know this record

doesn't fit the rest
of her collection.

I'll take it with us.
Check it for prints.

Oz: Locks are new.

Probably installed
in the last month or so.

Okay, so it certainly appears
like Maya purchased a gun.

There was a record of sale
from two weeks ago,

but I can't find a weapon
anywhere.

All right, Daph, well
keep looking, alright?

Okay.

Karadec?

Yeah.
Look at this.

Prada. Gucci. Versace.

That's thousands of dollars
of stuff Maya can't afford.

Gifts from someone.

Yeah,
but they're all missing.

Maybe they were stolen.

Karadec! Karadec!

Yes, Morgan.

I'm pretty sure those
expensive items weren't stolen.

They were sold. Let's go.

Go where?

The Boneyard.
The Boneyard?

Yes, of course. Why wouldn't
we be going to The Boneyard?

You guys check out Maya's work.

Artful Guile Music.

Call me with anything.

Morgan:
Fritzy. Good to see you.

Hey, it is too late

to buy back
your mixer, Morgan.

It's long gone.
Oh, no.

I don't want the mixer.

I also have a job now

that allows me to
keep my appliances.

We're here on official
police business, Fritzy.

You're a cop?
No.

But they do
sign my paychecks.

This woman is missing,

and I know she
recently got rid of some

pretty pricey
designer stuff.

So...

So I'd like them, please.

She could have sold
that stuff anywhere.

Yeah,
but she also picked up

an electronic piano
for her kid.

What, I have a monopoly
on electronic kiddy pianos?

Fritzy.

There was a sticky spot
on the side of it

in the shape of
a dog bone.

You sell people stuff,

and then you take off
the price tag,

but you never
remove the goo.

Pain in the ass
to get off.
I know.

Okay, fine. All right.

But I did a good deal
by that lady.

But I can't be
handing over thousands

of dollars of goods to you.

It's hard enough to keep the
lights on as it is these days.

The LAPD will put it
on their tab.

There is no tab, Morgan.

The LAPD
will reimburse you

from the city slush fund.

Not a thing.

Fritzy, why don't you
just turn over the items?

Otherwise, I'm gonna
have to fast track a warrant

for a more invasive search
of this place.

And who knows what
kind of illicit goods

we'll find in here.

What are you doing?
It's too much.

Are you trying to feel big?
He's trying to feel big.

This guy is trying
to keep his lights on.

Fritzy, I am so sorry.
I'll tell you what.

You let me borrow the stuff,

and I promise to give it
back to you as soon

as we're done with it.

Fine.
Yeah?

All right, well,
thank you, sir.

And if what were you saying
about that lady is true,

you might want to
talk to the fella

she was arguing with
out in my parking lot.

Did you get
a look at him?

No, but my cameras did.

Derek, the reason why we
brought you in here today is

because Maya's been missing
since last night.

She was abducted from
a car lot in Hollywood.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

I had no idea.

What about Max?
Is Max okay?

Max is fine.
He's with Sarah.

And you would have known sooner,
but we couldn't find you.

Well, I was having
a few drinks at a bar in NoHo.

Okay. I had more
than a few drinks, I was upset.

I haven't see my kid
much lately.

Looks like things got
pretty heated between you two

outside the Boneyard.

Look, she'd been
dodging my calls.

I admit it was a mistake
to follow her, yeah.

She'd been getting
expensive gifts from someone,

and I got jealous,
I admit that.

Okay?

But I would never --
I would never hurt her.

Did you know that Maya recently
purchased a firearm, Derek?

I mean, why might
she do that?

What?

No. Maya hates guns.

He didn't do it.
We're wasting time.

Maybe he did.
Maybe he didn't.

Maybe he knows something
we don't.

Derek, what happened
to your hand?

Honestly, I don't know.
I can't remember.

I made it back to my buddy's
place, and then I passed out.

Maya is my whole world.

Love of my life.

And I miss my son.

And I-I made mistakes, yes,
but I...I would never.

You have to find her.

Uh, we're digging into
Derek's alibi.

Okay.

Oz and Daphne
came back with someone

I think you're going
to want to talk to.

Barry Gibb?

The woman that Maya was
with at the club.

Harper:
We had a blast.

It was obvious she needed
a night to herself.

Custody battle was
stressing her out,

and she was freaking out over
how expensive lawyers can be.

Your boss, Jason Howard.
Correct?

We'd like to talk to him,
but he's been hard to locate.

That doesn't surprise me.

He nepoed his way
into the CEO position years ago,

and he has the work ethic
to prove it.

He's more likely to be
on a scouting trip to Italy

or at one of his vacation homes,
than to be at the office.

Hm. Gross.
Was Maya seeing anyone?

Maybe somebody
who could afford designer stuff.

She told me
about the gifts.

I have my suspicions
on who sent them,

but she wouldn't
confirm it.

You think Jason was sending
her those gifts?

I'm pretty sure
the only reason he comes to AGM

at all is to see her.

He gave us those tickets
to the club.

Told Maya she deserved
to let go for a night.

I mean, do you
think maybe --

No. Hell, no.
Maya would never.

She felt weird about taking
the tickets in the first place.

But it was Gaga night
and peer pressure.

Am I a bad friend?

You're here, aren't you?

You know,
you kind of look like her.

Karadec: Hey, Daphne,
what else we got on Jason?

Daphne: Half a dozen
sexual harassment complaints

over the last five years.

Looks like they all
settled out of court.

Sounds like he's paying
people to be quiet.

No. Not people. Women.

Morgan, where are
you going?

To get some air.

♪ I've got a record player that
was made in 2014 ♪

♪ Dyed my hair blue, it came out
a seasick sort of green ♪

♪ I like vintage dresses when
they fall just below my knees ♪

♪ I pretend I scraped them
climbing in the trees ♪

♪ I've got a record player that
was made in 2014 ♪

♪ Dyed my hair blue, it came out
a seasick sort of green ♪

♪ I like vintage dresses when
they fall just below my knees ♪

♪ I pretend I scraped them
climbing in the trees ♪

♪ Sometimes I think
all I'm ever doin' is ♪

♪ Tryin' to convince myself
I'm climbing in the trees ♪

Oz, call your favorite judge.

We need a search warrant for any

and all residences linked
to Jason Howard.

Morgan: Okay, I know you guys
aren't 100% sold

on my Game Maker
theory yet,

but hopefully this
should clear things up.

I'm guessing this is what the
inside of your mind looks like?

Oh, buddy, not even close.
Okay. You ready?

Jason Howard is a diabetic,
just like Spencer.

As a matter of fact,
he is on the board of a research

initiative at County General,
meaning he would know exactly

how long a person could be
without insulin.

He's also a painter.
These are his original works.

Kind of reminds you of the ones

that we found hanging
in the gallery.

Guys, turns out a trust fund
and a work aversion

gives you a lot of free time
for hobbies.

Because he's also
a certified scuba instructor.

I mean, half the guy's
Instagram pictures are of him

in exotic locations,

you know, teaching
impressionable young women

in wetsuits all about
the secrets of the abyss.

You ready for the big finish?

I have to admit,
this is pretty fun.

Mm-hmm.

Mm-hmm.

So?

Jason and the Game Maker
are one and the same.

No, no, it's a trap.

Guys, I just went into
the war room.

It took me, like,
five minutes to get

all this stuff off the internet.

He's trying to get us
to focus over here

so he can keep slithering
around over there.

It's just too easy.

This is what I think.

The Game Maker is trying
to frame Jason to be a part

of whatever game this is
he's currently playing.

Or it's Jason.
It's always been Jason,

and your guy is just
a good Samaritan

who helped save
the frozen turkey.

Okay, then how did that card
game get into my groceries?

Well, whoever's doing this

has pulled off more
complicated tricks than that.

Look, we're just saying,
isn't it possible?

Sometimes the easiest answer is
the right one.

I don't care if it's possible.
This is what's happening.

We still have to
follow protocol.

I want to be on your
side here, Morgan.

But why would he go to
so much trouble

to frame this particular guy?

Gosh, Oz, I'm not sure.
Let's find him and ask him.

Soto: All right, enough.

For now, we keep all
investigative paths wide open

until the facts tell
us otherwise.

Go be with your kids.
Keep your phone close.

The stress is getting to her.

She's not a cop.

She certainly didn't sign up
for this.

Selena, stop!

Adam, she said no.

Said no to what?

The job.
When I offered it to her.

I pushed her into it.

I promised to help her
with the Roman case

if she came on
as a consultant.

Why are you telling
me this now?

Because I put her
in this position.

No. You gave her
an opportunity.

You did the right thing
by bringing her on.

We need her.

If she goes rogue
and something happens --

maybe I just take her
off the case.

You trust me?

You know I do.

Okay, well, I trust her.

Ludo: Would you like me
to take over?

Now that all the work is done,
that's when I really shine.

It's okay. I'm good.

Are you?

It's Roman.

I think they're getting
pretty close to finding him.

What happens
if they find him?

What happens
if they don't find him?

I just really want
this for Ava.

I'll eat later,
if that's cool.

Wait.
Where are you going?

Keisha's having
a few people over.

Oh.
It's dinner time.

You know
I'm still a growing boy.

Okay.
It'll be ready soon.

It's not a really
great day for that

because we're having
family night tonight.

Again? We've been doing this
for, like, a week now.

Mom, I'm not stupid.
I know something's going on.

I'll set the table.

Where are the cookies?

Uh, the cookies.

It doesn't matter
because we eat our growing food

before we even think
about cookies.

You know,
the Ayurvedic system believes

that a small portion of dessert

sets up the digestive
system for --

I'll wait.

Yeah. You'll wait.

Hey, of course
you're not stupid.

And yes, we need to talk,
but can we do it when

we have a little bit more
privacy, please?

Yeah. Thank you.

Hi, Morgan.
Hey.

Did you get my text?

No.

We're going to a party?

You've got to be
kidding me.

Morgan: What the hell
kind of party is this?

Karadec: Jason's hosting
an album release

for one of his
artists.

He said he couldn't
get out of it,

but he's happy to
talk to us here.

Let's just take
the weird win.

Weird, like, these masks look
kind of like the Game Maker's.

Duly noted.

Is there a mask
that speaks to you,

or would you like me
to match one to your aura?

I tell you what, this one
right here is yapping at me.

But I think you
should match his aura.

No, that will not
be necessary.

Yeah. Go nuts.

Uh-huh.
Really get in there. Yep.

Yeah. Bingo!
Nailed it.

Thank you.

Bye.

Um, Morgan,
I need you to focus.

We still have to
find Jason.

I am focused,
and I already found him.

He's right over there in front
of that wall of 19 year olds.

Detectives, thanks
for showing up.

Can I get you anything?

Yeah. A quieter
place to talk.

Maya's worked for me
almost a year.

She schedules all my stuff,

my social
and philanthropic...stuff.

Is that why you bought
her so many gifts, Jason?

Gifts?

Tickets to Sound nightclub.

Oh, those were comps.

I'm just generous.

Yeah, a lot of stores
on Rodeo Drive that would agree.

Not to mention your
platinum card.

I was worried
that you'd find out about that.

Now why would
you say that?

Because I didn't buy
those things, Maya did.

She has access to my credit card
for work stuff.

And my people noticed
a transaction on my statement

last week,
and I confronted her.

So you did not
fire her even

though she stole
thousands of dollars from you?

Well, she denied it.

And I have a soft spot
for single moms.

Besides, it's just money.

Yeah, totally.

Just money.

Ooh, those are beautiful.

What are those, Tonto daggers?

Yeah. Yeah,
I bought those in Seki city.

They belonged to a samurai.

Are you a collector?

Me? No, no.

Those are a teeny
bit outside my price range.

But, I love
how you've displayed them.

Yeah, they're arranged
by Shogunate periods.

They sure are. Let's see.
Minamoto, Taira,

Todo, Ashikaga, Oda, Tokugawa.

Except one's missing.

The Takeda,
it's not there.

You don't strike me as a guy who
would display an incomplete set.

Jason, I'm going to need you
to think real hard on this one.

Where were you last night
around 9:30?

I was here.

I had my chef make me a meal,
I caught up on some paperwork,

and then I went to
bed early.

Now, if you'll excuse me,
I have to get back to my party.

Taffy Boy needs me.
I hope you find Maya.

I really do.

You guys can see
yourselves out, right?

Yeah.
Okay.

Well, he's lying.

That man doesn't work during
the day, let alone at night.

You're waiting on me to leave so
you can poke around Jason's den

without a warrant, aren't you?

Yeah.

Morgan! Morgan!

Karadec! Karadec, he's here!

♪ You said you're drowning,
though I kept you afloat ♪

Hey, hey, hey! Don't move!
Mask off now!

Jason Howard,
you're under arrest for

the kidnapping of
Maya Price.

I want all of my lawyers.
Or at least two of them.

They're on retainer.
You have the right
to remain silent.

Anything you say can
and will be used...

Excuse me. Hey.

I saw him.

Who?
I know it.

Him. I know I saw him.
He was just here.

Where did he go?
I don't know.

Okay, well, Morgan,
we still have to find Maya.

Yeah.
Morgan!

I want your badge number
and your phone number.

Hey.

Karadec.

Hey, hey! Come here!

Where is she?
Where's Maya?

Take it easy.

Did you kill her?
Huh? Where is she?

Hey. I got your messages.

The doors and windows are
locked, and Chester's on alert.

How are you holding up?

I think it's gonna be
a long night.

He was smiling at me.
He's enjoying this.

You guys are good?

Uh, yeah. We're doing okay.

I think it was
the right thing to do,

telling the kids
what's happening.

Are they scared?

Yes, but mostly for you.

I told them their mom's
got the entire police department

looking out for her.

You're a good dad.
Thank you.

I'll be home
as soon as I can.

Be safe.

Jason is not saying
another word.

Which means we're no closer
to finding Maya.

Maybe Jason isn't telling us
where Maya is

because Jason doesn't know
where Maya is.

Well, he knew where
she was the night she was taken.

Karadec: The gifts were bought
on his card.

Daphne: Her bracelet's
in his pool.

The missing dagger
from his wall.

Yeah. I'm not saying the
evidence doesn't point to Jason.

I'm the one who said it would.
Remember?

We just got to figure out why.

How dark was it at the party?

One face.
All those people.

What are you implying?

Are you implying
I didn't see him?

No. We know
you saw him.

It would just really help
if one of us could see him, too,

at some point.

Yeah, it sure would help.
I would love that.

But only I saw him
at the party.

Just me.
That's how he wanted it.

It was clearly by design.

So what is
the game, Morgan?

I don't know what
the game is.

Maybe the game is figuring
out what the game is.

And yes, I hear
how crazy that sounds,

but what else
can we expect from this guy?

Are you -- are you
really suggesting

that I don't remember
his face?

That man is a danger
to my children.

Okay? I'm never going to be
able to forget his face,

long after we're
done with this,

long after we get him
and we put him away,

and you guys move on
to another case,

he's going to live up here,
cemented inside of my brain,

along with all
of the other things

I got to look out for
to make sure my kids are okay.

So if we could just,

you know, close the book
on this whole Morgan

made up an imaginary
man thing,

that would be great.

Okay. I've got something.

A salvage yard in Sun Valley
just reported Maya's car.

Go check it out.

And you call me as soon
as you land on the scene.

Lieutenant Soto.

Officer Sigmund,
how are things in Nevada?

That's right, that's right.

Roman Sinquerra.

What have you got?

Car showed up last night.

I saw your bolo
when I ran the VIN.

You see who
brought it in?

No, sorry. This is it.

She's all yours.

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Hey. Are you okay?

I don't know.
What do you think?

You know, if we pull
Jason's prints off the dagger

and get him to talk,
maybe we can get to Maya.

Just because she's
wounded doesn't mean she

isn't still alive, Morgan.

Soto: Morgan.

You heard?

I did.

I also heard from
our friends in Nevada.

They called with an address.

Roman?
I think so.

I came after they called.

I figured you'd want
to hop in a car.

I can drive.
It's just a few hours away.

No, no, I'm not --

I can't leave my kids here
with that guy still out there.

Daph and I can
go if you want.

Yeah, whatever
you need, Morgan.

What -- What is going on?

After everything we
went through last week,

I filled them in, too.

Okay. Yeah. Thank you.

We'll call you as soon
as we have eyes on him.

Who called him?

Roman?

No, Derek.
Maya's ex. The dad.

He was at the police station
when we got there with Jason.

Did somebody call him
and give him a heads up

that we had made an arrest?

No, Major Crimes doesn't notify
victims families

about active
investigations.

But he knew
we were going to be there.

He was waiting for us
when we came in with Jason.

Do you remember?

If we didn't tell Derek that
Jason might have killed Maya,

who did?

Hello?

Man:
Derek, this is the LAPD.

It's about Maya.

I wish we had better news.

Morgan: It was him.

You think the Game Maker
called Derek?

He must have wanted Derek
to see Jason getting arrested.

Why?

That's what we got
to find out.

First, I thought he sent this
to me to get my attention

and lead me to Maya's house.

But what if I'm
not the only person

who got this flyer in the mail?

It'd be pretty easy
to steal Jason's

credit card if he had a key.

♪ Oh, the games people play ♪

♪ Every night, every day ♪

He's the one
who sent Maya all those gifts

and made it look
like Jason did it.

He stole her bracelet
when he abducted her,

dropped it in the pool,

and then he grabbed
the weapon on the way out.

Okay, but why do all this?
Just to frame Jason?

No, I think leading us
in the wrong direction

was only part of the game.

So what's the rest?
What's his next move?

Well, look at all these gifts.

All the red ones are
either Versace or Gucci.

What do those two men have
in common?

They were murdered.

They were both
shot and killed.

Where's Derek?

You think Derek is
his next victim?

Not exactly.

Keep going.
I'm listening.

The weapon that Maya
supposedly registered for.

We never found it.
Yeah.

I don't think
she ever bought a gun at all.

I think he wanted Derek
to think that she did.

Did you know that Maya
recently purchased a firearm?

What?

The Game Maker knew
Derek would want revenge,

so he placed a gun in Maya's
house after we searched it.

It's possible Maya was just bait
and she could still be alive.

Yeah. It's possible.

I mean,
we're still waiting on DNA

and a blood type
from Maya's trunk.

Yeah, I hope so,
but if she's not part

of the game anymore,
he doesn't need her.

Look, we did everything
we were supposed to do, right?

We played the game.
We played it his way.

None of the other
victims died.

Maybe he's not a murderer.

Not if he got someone else
to do it for him.

So it's Jason he wants dead.

We got to find Derek.

The Game Maker created
a murderer.

And we put the weapon
right in his hand.

Derek! Stop!

♪ Every night
and every day now ♪

♪ Never meanin'
what they say now ♪

♪ Never sayin' what they mean ♪

♪ Oh, the games
people play now ♪

♪ Every night
and every day now ♪

♪ Never meanin'
what they say now ♪

This is it.

Roman Sinquerra?

♪ Turn your back on humanity ♪

♪ What a dirty rotten shame ♪

The lab should have the
blood test results in 24 hours.

Man: Excuse me.

Apparently you're
looking for me.

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Sell faster.

Ha!