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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.

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.

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."

Sounds like some kind of game.

The kidnapper wants us
to play by their rules.

They're watching us.

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.

♪ 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?

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.

♪ 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 ♪

Let's play.

We have 34 minutes
to make our move.

Fun has just begun.

They made me play games.

They were wearing
a white anime mask.

And they're watching us.

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

Well, then who the
hell is this guy?

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.

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.

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...
-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.

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.

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.

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.

Hey, Daphne, what
else we got on Jason?

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.

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.

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.

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.

What the hell kind
of party is this?

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.

The gifts were
bought on his card.

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.

Blank

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.

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?

Derek, this is the LAPD.

It's about Maya.

I wish we had better news.

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.

Excuse me.

Apparently you're
looking for me.

Sell faster.

Ha!