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- Let's start over.

You said when you woke up this morning,

your wife was gone?

- Correct.

- And the blood is from her cutting herself

on some glass?

- That's correct, as well.

- So, if you didn't kill your wife, Mr. Turner,

who did?

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(upbeat music)

* Nigga better know your role, role

* Only talk about what you know

* 'Cause nigga's finna get exposed

* Oh, and I put that on my soul

* Hey, did that shit for keeps

* We aint had no one to blame

* I'm in there be like eh

* Aye, I'm in a fucking gang

* This rap shit like a freak

* Way, get out of my fucking lane

* I might have to diss the geek

* Jay, this is aint what we planned

* Now I'm saying from the east side

* I came up about the east, man

* Now be the hood, watch it to me

* Be the streets

* Bitch I'm too elite

* I never see defeat

* This my $10,000, laying verses on the beat

(keys tapping)

(door knocks)

- Hey.

How'd your meeting go?

- So I think it went well.

The new client's name is E-Ice,

and he wants us to help him build

his brand to increase his revenue.

- Oh, okay.

Let me see.

Thank you.

- And I can get started on that pitch

as soon as we come back from your birthday.

- You know, well, why don't you let Lisa

take this one?

I just don't think you're quite ready yet.

- Naomi, listen.

I know I've only been here a year,

but I've learned so much from you in that time.

I...

I really think I can do this.

Please.

- Listen.

I already told you,

I don't need anyone thinking

I'm doing you any favors just because

you're my sister.

All right?

You're gonna have to work your way up

through this company, okay?

- All right.

You're the boss.

- All right.

But anyway, listen, we are about

to have so much fun this weekend.

- Girl.

I have everything ready for your dirty thirty.

Nay, oh my God.

The hotel is beautiful.

You're gonna love it.

Then, everybody can meet us at the club afterward.

- Well, actually, a friend of mine,

he's letting us use his Airbnb,

and I kind of want everybody to come there instead.

And actually we can have a party there.

- Okay, I guess?

I mean, it's your birthday.

So, have you told everyone?

- [Naomi] Yeah, the update has been sent.

- All right, cool.

So, I'm about to head home.

- All right.

- [London] And finish packing.

And what time did you say you come to get us?

- Us?

- Yeah, I told you I was bringing Mason.

- Girl, now you know Simone is gonna trip,

especially since Justin is already coming.

- Girl, Simone will be fine.

I'm sure she'll find someone at the party

to keep her occupied anyway.

- [Naomi] Ooh, do not do my girl.

- I'm just saying.

So, what time?

- 9:00 AM sharp, London.

All right.

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* Ooh

* Hey, don't talk to me crazy

* I rock the beat like I'm rocking a baby

* I got that drip with the sauce and the gravy

* Don't wanna talk, we talking, you pay me

* Hoes wanna fuck, they be calling me daily

* Black hoes, white hoes

* Shandra's and Hailey's

* I'm out here exquisite

* My arm is amazing

* Shit by my main bitch

* Charm and a bracelet

* Lyrics is different, the bars is abrasive

* Hop in the whip and the cars I be racing

* Watch out be casing, I'm dodging them daily

* They all wanna date me, I'm highly evasive

* I mean you gotta face it

* I'm probably the GOAT

* Secret location, its probably remote

* Niggas can't find me

* You looking for me

* That's as hard as when you try to find the remote

* A bitch ask me something

* My life or my bro's

* I used to work

* Now I'm fine for my clothes

* Now I'm a mayor, designing my clothes

* You see that shit shining

* On the side of my robes

* When it go, me and my clique

* With that beef and that shit

* Man, you getting all kind of exposed

* Custom made kicks to the slide of my toes

* You gotta fly out to China for those

* Oh

* I mean I'm for real

* Like, you really gotta go out to China

* Actually get the niggas who make the kicks

* To make the kicks

* You know what I mean?

* And it aint cheap, nigga

(car passes by)

- Damn, Naomi, this is nice.

- I know, you like it?

- Girl...

Yeah, we about to have so much fun.

- Yeah, damn.

This is dope right here.

How much this cost y'all?

- Damn, nigga, are you paying for it?

- I'm just asking!

Maybe I wanna bring my baby here one day.

- Boy, please with your cheap ass.

- Exactly.

- Hey, yeah, let's get bags, man.

(girls chatter indistinctly)

(girls giggle)

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- Hi, everyone.

- [Group] Hi.

- Welcome to South Lakes.

I'm Officer Greg.

I'm one of the community patrol officers here.

- Don't I know you?

- I don't think so.

- You look real familiar.

- Well, I probably just got

one of those familiar faces, you know?

(indistinct dispatch chatter)

I'm sorry, y'all.

I gotta make my rounds.

But, hope you enjoy yourselves,

and if there's anything that you need,

please take my card.

- Thank you officer. - Yes ma'am.

And happy birthday, ma'am.

- [Naomi] Thank you.

(engine starts)

- You gonna get the stuff or what?

Let's grab our own bags.

(door creaks and knocks)

- Knock, knock.

The birthday girl is here.

- Damn girl, this is nice.

- Mm-hmm.

Where my best friend at?

Simone?

Girl, where you at?

- Naomi!

(Naomi screams)

I missed you so much.

- Girl, I'm so glad you made it.

You look good, girl.

- You, too.

You know I'm not gonna miss

my best friend's 30th birthday.

You know that, right?

- [Naomi] I know, girl.

- [Simone] You know we about to turn up.

- [Naomi] Yes.

- [Simone] Red light special, sam fam style.

Damn, aw shit, y'all finna turn up.

- [Naomi] You know it's okay.

(girls chatter)

- [Simone] Nice to see you.

- You, too!

- I told you, it's nicer than outside.

- Oh, hey Simone.

- Who is this?

- What's up?

- Uh, that is my boyfriend.

- Oh, nah-uh, I know this ain't no couples type shit

because I am not about to be

a fifth wheel this weekend.

- It was not like that on purpose.

(Simone sighs)

- If I would've known,

I could have brought a little date.

- Hey, let's go get the rest of stuff.

- Yeah.

- Come on, don't be like that.

- I'm not being like nothing, Naomi.

- Okay, look, I promise you,

we will not be on no couple shit, okay?

We are gonna have so much fun, okay?

For me, please?

- Okay, fine.

But, let's take a shot first.

- Okay, deal.

- Agreed.

- Glasses.

- Okay, there's a little something, something

going on here.

- I'm the birthday girl,

you're supposed to do me first.

- Yeah, I know, but here you go.

You know she gets turned up anyway, child.

Okay?

- Not like us though, right?

- Okay.

- I can hang, okay?

- Here we go.

Cheers to me.

Come on, baby.

- So that's what I'm talking about.

- Yes.

- Oh, damn.

- Child, what is that?

- That's that good stuff.

- Little something, something, okay?

- All right, well lets get this party started.

- Okay.

(women cheer)

(girls giggle)

- So, babe, what do you think?

It's beautiful, right?

- Yeah.

Yeah, I like this.

- Mm-hmm.

- Oh, yeah.

- Here you go, babe.

- Thank you.

- Cheers to me.

(lips kiss)

Go on.

- I love this pool.

- I know, I cannot wait to get in.

- Baby.

- Hmm?

- How much did this cost you?

- Look, don't start that.

Okay?

I mean, just like you told Mason,

you're not paying for it.

So why are you even asking me that?

Damn.

- Listen, just because you make more money than me,

doesn't mean I don't have any say

in our finances.

- No, no, no, no.

That's exactly what that means.

I mean, hell, you got hurt and couldn't play.

And I was left to pick up the slack.

I mean, I do pay for everything.

- Wow.

Wow, you really just gonna throw

my injury in my face.

- Listen, baby.

I'm only speaking the facts, okay?

I mean, hell, your little coaching job

barely covers half the mortgage on our house.

- Coaching?

- [Naomi] Yeah.

- You know, if it wasn't for me

putting your ass through school--

- Shh!

- If it wasn't for me for putting your ass

through school when I was playing ball,

you wouldn't have this--

- You know what?

Whatever.

You are not about

to ruin my birthday weekend, okay?

It's not happening.

I'm going to go check on the girls.

- Yeah, you do that.

- [Naomi] Yeah, you get on my nerves

with your sorry ass.

(door slams)

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- Oh...

(chuckles)

Babe.

- Mm?

- You amazing.

- Oh, I know.

Just make sure you don't forget it either.

- I won't forget it.

I aint gonna forget that.

- You better not.

- Oh, hell no.

Hey, where you going?

- I'm going to find the girls.

You know this weekend is about my sister.

Plus, we agreed to do

no couple shit for Simone, remember?

- [Mason] Well, maybe she should have brought

her own man with her.

- Look, I agree, but don't be selfish.

- Pfft, selfish.

Hey, have you talked to her yet?

- I tried, but...

she still gave the pitch to Lisa.

- Hey, you know you're a real asset

to that company, too.

Your sister really need to see that.

- I agree, but...

I don't know.

For some reason she doesn't think I'm ready,

which, I mean, I guess I understand.

She gave me a job with no experience.

But best believe I'm gonna earn my keep.

So...

- You know, I believe in you, babe.

- Mm-hmm, thank you, baby.

(people giggle)

- So what, no round two?

Yeah.

- Maybe later.

So get your energy up,

so you can last longer next time.

- Really?

- Okay, all right.

I got you, I got you.

(Mason chuckles)

I know, bro.

She got that crip, though.

Oh...

* Let me deep inside those walls

- I didn't know other people in this house (indistinct).

(women groaning)

Don't do that, don't even do that.

- Okay.

- I know y'all

weren't here and gossip something about me.

= Well, hell, we hear you didn't

waste no time breaking in that bed in there either.

Look nasty.

- I mean, y'all be doing the same thing.

- I hate being a single one in the group.

- Wait, what happened to the guy at your law firm?

- That ended months ago, okay.

He wasn't ready to settle down and have a family.

Y'all know I'm ready to get married and have a kid.

My clock is ticking.

- Girl, listen, marriage is not

all it's cracked up to be okay.

- What, you two,

y'all seem so happy, especially all over social media.

I mean, y'all are like the power couple

and it's been a way since high school.

- Girl, social media can be very deceiving.

Don't let that fool you.

What?

(girls cooing)

- Hey boo.

- Hey Mason.

- [Mason] What's up?

- Girl.

- Cut it out, y'all get on my nerves.

- Girl, don't fight with him today.

- No but, for real, y'all,

I mean, honestly,

things just haven't been the same since he stopped playing.

- Naomi.

No, that is not that man's fault that he got hurt.

- I'm just saying.

I just imagined

my life would be much different.

(water splashing)

- Okay, Mr. Enjoying the Airbnb.

Okay.

- Well listen, enough of this here soapbox

because it's your 30th and we turning up, right?

Okay, right here.

- All right.

- Yes ma'am, yep.

So what I'm gonna need you to do is go put your swimsuit on

and you're gonna be the pool side.

All right?

Because the bartender,

yours truly, will be serving up some margaritas.

All right?

Let's go Simone.

- Yeah let's go see Mason in them shorts.

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(grill sizzling)

(* Big Dawg by E-Ice)

* I walk in the party, I'm so on my level.

* I sweated, I smell like a hoe.

* If you make a move-

- Where my baby at?

- Right here, babe, drinks anyone?

- Right here, girl.

Birthday girl first.

- Not your birthday for a few more hours.

- Girl.

- Nay, I'm just kidding.

Here you go birthday, girl.

- Thank you.

- You're welcome.

- Appreciate that, London.

- Thank you.

Girl, strong.

- Thank you baby.

Thank you.

Now girl, get your sexy ass in this water, girl.

- [Justin] Burgers ready, y'all.

- Good I'm starving.

- I'm sure you worked up the

appetite from what we heard earlier.

(London laughs)

Uhuh, you get my-

- Get a room!

- Babe come on.

Get in and dance with me.

- Babe not right now,

I'll dance with you later tonight.

What time the people supposed to show up?

I told everybody to come around nine.

- Now y'all know that's not enough time for her

because it's gonna take her the whole day to get ready.

- Yeah, you need all that time to get ready?

- I like to take my time to look this good baby.

(people laughing)

(indistinct cross chatter)

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* I do the on the daily as fuck you didn't pay me

* You know it's money on the schedule, big dog

* Yeah, I got 'em pissed off

* Bitch I be doing the dash I hope I don't class.

* I'm super focused on the bag

* Shawty got face with as ass

* You know that she bad, I beat the pussy up smash.

* Hey, big dog, big dog

* Y'all got her pissed off

(* New Flow by E-Ice)

(indistinct party chatter)

- Look at us man, I just wanna do

something special for my lady, man.

- Thank you.

- So yeah, that's pretty much

what we got plans right now.

So yeah.

So I, hey, I see y'all went

with Best Party services.

- Oh, yeah, man.

Hey, I appreciate the Connect.

- Oh yeah, for sure bro it ain't no thing I got you.

So how your football team looking this year, man?

How y'all doing?

- Bro.

(man laughs)

Yeah, it is like that bro we good.

- Yeah?

That's what's up.

- Matter of fact,

I think we got a shot at going all the way this year.

- Really?

Well, I'm gonna have to check y'all out then, man.

I'll come catch up.

- For sure.

I'll check y'all out there for sure.

- Thank you.

I see you and London looking fairly new, huh?

- Yeah.

- How, yeah, yeah, how it going?

- It's good, man, yeah.

It's going all right, I like her.

I do, yeah, I like her.

- Okay.

- I'm hoping I can go the distance

like you and Naomi though.

How long y'all been married, man?

- Five years, bro.

- Ooh, five years.

- Five years.

- Well, you know, they say the first five years

is the toughest,

so you make it past that, you good, right?

- Yeah, man, I mean, yeah, first five years and then

before that it's all good.

Then I got hurt.

- Oh, that's right.

In football, right?

- Yep.

- Damn, yeah London, she was telling me about that man damn.

- No, it was a good life though.

- So what, you saying it's not good now?

- Oh no, man, I mean, it's cool.

You know she making more money than me.

So she keep pulling that shit over my head.

- Man fuck that bro, money or not

you still the man of the house.

- You're damn right, bro.

You damn right.

- Shit, man that crazy, man.

Nigga I'd be god damned if I let London

throw that in my face.

Yeah, I seen Naomi like

to be in control over there at your house.

- You right, man.

You right.

I'm not gonna mess up her party, man.

I'm gonna let her have a good time

and everything, but when we get home,

we definitely having that conversation.

- Hey, I'll drink to that.

Drink to handle that shit.

- Hell yeah.

(* New Flow by E-Ice)

* I don't waste no money shopping at Neiman's

* Don't be hating till you hop on my penis

- Oh damn baby.

Girl, you look good in this dress.

- Thank you baby.

- Too damn good.

(Simone clears throat)

Oh, Simone, you look good too.

- I know, but thanks.

- [Naomi] Hey!

- Hey best friend!

- What's up girl?

Honey, you look so good.

- Hey, Mason, hey, hey, hey.

Hey baby, you look amazing.

Thank you, you like that?

Ooh, I see a few of the guests have arrived, that's good.

- Well, before too many people get here.

I have something that I think can get the night started.

- What?

- [London] You ready?

- Yeah.

(container shakes)

(Naomi gasps)

Wait a minute, is that what I I think it is?

- Yes.

So the real question is, are y'all down?

- Girl, you know we down.

- Didn't I tell you she would be down?

- Exactly.

- Nah, I don't think that's a good idea.

- Justin come on, you gotta live a little.

You only turned 30 once.

- You know what, wait, baby.

I am really, really trying to have a good time tonight.

Okay, for me, please.

- You know I get tested at work.

Look, y'all go ahead and do it and have fun.

I just look out for you.

- Fine.

- Don't need to tell me twice.

- [Naomi] Thank you.

That's good.

You sure?

- Well, look, let's take a shot.

- [Naomi] Yes.

- To my best friend, Naomi.

May this be the best birthday

that you would never forget.

(hip hop music continues)

- I love you, I want you to have a good night.

Enjoy your birthday.

- Okay.

- No couple shit remember?

Come on!

(thoughtful music)

(Justin stirs)

- Babe?

Babe.

(Justin groans)

(glass crunches)

(Justin grimaces)

(phone rings)

Damn.

Hello?

- [Father] Hey, son.

- Oh, hey, Pop.

- [Father] You guys still sleeping?

- Nah, I just got up like a few seconds ago.

- [Father] Where's Nay at?

You know, I tried to call her,

but she's not answering.

You know, I just wanted to tell her happy birthday.

- Oh, nah, she's not in here.

She's probably outside with everyone else.

I mean, in the living room.

Once I get out there,

I'll tell her to give you a call.

- [Father] Okay, son.

Y'all be careful coming back home, okay?

- Okay.

(door opens)

- [Mason] Hey man, damn.

- What's up?

- What time is it?

- Yeah, that watch.

It's, 7:30.

- Oh, it's hella early.

- Yeah, yup.

You seen that, Naomi?

- No why?

- Hey, everyone.

- Hey.

- She not home?

- No, she wasn't in there when I woke up this morning.

- Morning y'all.

- Hey.

- Morning.

- Oh, shit.

- Simone-

(indistinct groaning)

- Baby where was you at last night?

- I guess I fell asleep out here.

- What's wrong, Justin?

- Seen Naomi?

- What?

No, she not in the room?

- No, she's not.

- Did y'all check all the bathrooms and bedrooms?

She was really wasted last night.

She probably fell asleep somewhere.

- All right, she gotta be around her somewhere.

Everybody just, you know, spread out and look for her.

- All right.

(dramatic music)

- She is not in there.

- She's not in my room.

- Where could she have gone?

- I don't know, but it's not like her

to just leave without telling anyone.

I mean shit I don't even

remember what happened last night.

What time did everybody leave?

Does anybody know?

- I'm not sure, I don't remember much either.

- Wait, did the gummies do that?

- No, it's gotta be the liquor that did that.

And London and I, we took those gummies before

ain't working like that, right?

- Yeah, no, never.

- Baby?

Man.

(doors smacking)

What the hell?

(music builds)

(blankets shuffle)

London, Simone!

- What-

What is what-

- [Justin] Look.

- Is that blood?

- Oh, what the fuck?

Should we call that officer?

- I don't know what your name is called.

I'm just gonna call the police.

(door closes)

(door knocks)

(door opens)

- [Lisa] Mr. Turner?

- Yes?

- I'm Detective Lisa Banks.

This is my partner, Detective Carter.

We understand there are some concerns about your wife?

- Oh, yes, please come in.

(door closes)

- So you guys had a party last night?

- Yeah, it was for her 30th birthday.

- [Lisa] Who all was here.

- Just a few friends and colleagues.

- And who are you?

- I'm London, I'm Naomi's sister,

and this is my boyfriend Mason.

And that's her best friend, Simone.

- When's the last time anyone saw Naomi?

- Honestly, I can't remember.

- Does anyone else remember seeing her?

- Yeah, you know, actually I remember

hearing her talking to someone.

- [Carter] With who?

- I don't know, she was on the phone.

(phone rings)

- Hello?

- I went to the restroom and hen I came back

she wasn't in the living room anymore,

so I figured she went back to bed.

- Do you know if she could have been talking to Mr. Turner?

- I wish.

- Man, I have no idea.

- I don't know, maybe she was talking to dad.

- No, because he called me this morning actually looking

for her, so I doubt it.

- Does anyone remember anything else?

Anything outta the ordinary?

- Justin, tell 'em about the blood.

- What blood?

- So you have no idea where this blood could have came from?

- I can't remember.

Yeah, none of this make any sense to me.

- Is this your wife's bag?

- Yes.

- May I?

- Sure.

Wait, why do you need to look in there?

- To see if we can find something

that tells us where your wife may have gone.

- Did something break?

(door closes)

(faucet runs)

- Hey!

- What?

- I've been looking all over for you.

- I just came in here to use the restroom.

- Good did you find a tissue?

- Tissue?

- Okay, good.

Looking everywhere.

Asking everybody about you.

(phone rings)

(glass shatters)

- Shit.

- [Justin] Babe you okay?

- Yep!

Fine.

Dammit.

(shards click)

Okay.

Okay, I just need to lay down.

Just a second.

Okay, no you can't.

You have people here.

Oh my God, oh what the fuck.

- So your wife cut herself on some glass?

- Yeah. I remember hearing some glass?

Yeah I remember hearing some glass break

when I was in the restroom.

So that's probably why you see the blood on the bed.

- Okay, well if that's what happened, there doesn't seem

to be any evidence that would

suggest anything other than her just leaving.

- Well, can I file a missing person report?

- You have to wait at least 24 hours, Mr. Turner.

- What, 24-

Anything could happen in 24 hours.

- Sir, that's all we can do right now.

I'm sorry.

(Justin sighs)

You folks have a nice day.

- Yes, call us back if you find anything else.

- Okay, thank you.

- Wait, what, Justin?

What the hell did you tell them?

Are they not gonna file missing persons report?

- No, Simone.

That's why we have to wait 24 hours.

- Okay, well what about the blood?

- She cut herself from the glass.

That's why you see the blood on the bed.

- Okay, but Naomi would not get up and leave

like this, y'all.

- Exactly, I mean, aren't you a little bit concerned?

Of course I am London.

She's my fucking wife.

- She's my fucking sister.

- Maybe she went somewhere, y'all and her phone died.

- Her phone.

So no one tried to call her?

- I didn't.

- My God.

- [Mason] Are y'all gonna tell me

no one's tried to call her?

- We all have phones.

- [Voicemail] Hi, you've reached Naomi-

- Shit.

- Fuck!

Alright, look, I'm gonna go out here and find her myself.

- Okay, well I'll come in with you.

- Me too.

- No, no, no.

London Mason, y'all just stay here

and then wait for her to come back and check the area.

Me and Simone, we'll ride out and ask some of the guests

have they seen her.

- Okay well I'm gonna change clothes right quick.

- Okay us too come on.

- [Mason] Fuck man.

(dramatic music)

(car engine starts)

- You think I should call my dad?

- No, man, look, we shouldn't worry

him until we have to, okay?

- Okay, okay.

You're right, you're right.

- Here look, I'm gonna go take a look around, you

keep your phone on you, all right?

- Okay.

(car engine revs)

- Hi.

- Hi, good morning, welcome

to Bash Party Services, how can I help you?

- I'm sorry, aren't you our waiter from last night?

- Oh, for Naomi's party?

Yeah, I was.

- Have you seen her at all?

- No sir, why would I?

- Well, we can't seem to find her.

We don't remember much about last night.

Could you tell us anything?

- Well, other than you all being drunk,

nothing really happened.

Although I do remember she was

arguing with one of your friends.

- Friends, who?

- It was one of the guys from the party.

It seemed like you knew her.

(Naomi sighs)

- Okay.

Oh, sorry.

- You look like you need one.

- Yeah, thank you.

- [Justin] Was this him?

- No, that's not him.

- I don't know any of Naomi's colleagues.

What time did you leave last night?

- Well, I cleaned up after the last guest left, maybe

around 2, 2:30.

No one else was there except y'all.

- Well, okay, thank you for your time.

- You're welcome.

(pensive music)

(police siren)

- I am so sorry for your loss,

but I'm gonna need everyone to come in for questioning.

I need a list of all the guests

and the clothes you all had on last night.

- Why you need our clothes?

- She wants to check it for evidence.

- Check clothes, we did this?

- Until I figure this out.

Everyone's a person of interest.

I'd like to speak to you first. Mr. Turner.

- Okay, can't this wait?

- I'm sorry, but it can't,

- I need to ask you these questions while it's still

fresh on your mind, Mr. Turner.

- Okay, okay.

But I'll be there

to represent him as his counsel.

- Of course.

(thoughtful music)

We've identified the body that was found in the pool

as your wife, Naomi Turner.

- Mr. Turner, do you understand

what Detective Banks is saying?

- [Lisa] Again, we're truly sorry for your loss.

- Okay, so what happened to her?

- I mean, did she fall because she was intoxicated?

I mean, we were all pretty wasted last

night, did she slip in?

- The medical examiners will determine the cause of death,

but there was some evidence of head trauma.

- What does that mean?

- Someone could have hit her over

the head before she fell in.

(object slides)

- Do you recognize that Mr. Turner?

- Yeah, yeah I do, it's my watch.

What are you doing with it?

- [Carter] It was at the crime scene.

Can you explain that?

- She could have taken it, I don't know.

- Let's start over.

You said when you woke up this morning,

your wife was gone?

- Correct.

- And the blood is from her cutting

herself on some glass.

- That's correct as well.

- So if you didn't kill your wife, Mr. Turner, who did?

- I don't know.

Why would someone want to kill my wife?

- [Carter] Someone who had something to gain from her death.

Someone with a $5 million life insurance policy out.

- Okay, look, my wife

and I took out an insurance policy on each other

just in case if something was

to ever happen to either one of us.

- Did you have an issue with your

wife making more money than you?

- No, who told you that?

- Were you having problems in your marriage?

- [Justin] Doesn't everyone?

- Okay, listen, my client wants to cooperate,

but if you guys are going to continue

to badger him, we are going to leave.

Is he under arrest?

- Not at the moment.

- Let's go.

- Don't go too far Mr. Turner.

- Okay, listen, Justin, do not under any circumstances talk

to any police or press without me being present, okay?

- Okay.

- Okay, listen, Naomi is dead.

Okay?

Normally when a wife is murdered,

the husband's always the prime suspect.

- But I didn't do it, Simone.

- I know you didn't.

But they will try to pin any evidence against you,

just like your watch was found at the crime scene.

- I don't even know how she got my watch.

I want you to have a good night, enjoy your birthday.

- Okay, so does that mean

I can dance on you now?

- Oh baby, you done cracked my shit.

- I'm so sorry baby, look, give it to me.

I did get insurance on it, I'll get it fixed.

I'm so sorry.

- [Simone] Naomi, come on no couple shit.

- Okay, I love you baby, I'm sorry.

- Oh fuck, when we were dancing at the party,

it cracked and broke, and she took it.

- Look last night was a blur.

Okay, we need to try to figure out everything.

We need to go talk to London and Mason.

- Nah, I need to talk to her father first.

He called me this morning.

So I need to let him know what's going on.

- I'm pretty sure London already talked to him.

- He need to hear this from me.

- Okay, well you go do that

and we'll meet back up in the morning.

- All right.

(calm music)

(birds chirping)

(ticking beat)

- Stop, you always taking pictures of me when I'm not ready.

I don't like that.

- Those are the best pictures to take, baby.

You look beautiful.

- Thank you.

No, don't do that.

You know you can't afford it.

- You know I don't like that.

- I know, babe, but I'm just telling the truth.

You definitely can't get that one.

(cabinet bangs)

- Nay, London, that's you?

- No, it's me, Pops.

- Oh, hey son.

Hey, where's my birthday, girl?

- [London] Jay?

- Yeah?

- Dad, where are you?

- Here in the kitchen.

- Did you tell him?

- Tell me what?

- Pops, I'm gonna need you to sit down a sec.

- Sit down for what?

What's going on?

- It's about Naomi.

I'm sorry, Pops.

I should've protected her.

- Protected her from what?

What, where's Nay?

- Daddy I'm so sorry.

She's gone.

They found her body in the pool at the Airbnb.

- No.

Oh god.

(London cries)

No.

(Pops cries)

Hey baby.

- Hey daddy, here you go.

You know first Tina, then now Naomi.

Justin, what happened?

- She probably had a party at the Airbnb.

We all got drunk.

Pop, I don't remember much.

Apparently Naomi got into an argument with some man.

- What man?

- I don't know, but Mason said that he heard her

on the phone arguing

with someone in the middle of the night too.

- Where's Mason?

- Oh, he went to get us some food.

- Why would she be arguing on the phone

in the middle of the night with someone?

- I mean, daddy, you know how Nay can be,

if something was bothering her,

she'd be up all night trying to handle it.

- I don't really know what happened when she

went down there to the pool.

Naomi, she know how to swim, so I know she didn't drown.

But the police trying to blame me.

- What?

Why would they think you did this?

- Simone said the husband is always the prime suspect.

- Simone was there too?

- Yeah, she was my counselor at the police station.

- Tina never liked her.

Said that she was always jealous of Naomi.

- What do you mean Daddy?

- Jealous how?

(somber music)

- Naomi, Naomi, please stop.

I'm sorry.

- You're sorry.

That scholarship was mine

and you lied to me about tryouts on purpose.

Why would you do that?

- Babe?

Everything isn't as easy for me as it is for you child.

- What's that supposed to mean?

- I mean, you don't have to try.

You have everything.

The perfect guy, the perfect grades, the perfect life.

I needed this.

I don't have money like you.

With your grades, you'll still get a full ride.

Even without this volleyball scholarship.

- That spot was mine.

You knew I wanted to go there because my mother went there.

You knew what that meant to me.

You still did it anyway?

You are dead to me.

- Eventually the Naomi got an offer at another school.

I dunno, I guess over the years they became friends.

- I had no idea.

I mean, Nay nor mom ever told me this.

- Naomi had a way of keeping things to herself.

You've gotta find out what happened, Justin.

Please.

- I will, I promise.

(dramatic music)

(alarm blares)

(cityscape rings)

- All right, y'all listen up.

These are ISS rules.

One, no talking.

Two, no phones.

Three, no eating.

Four, no sleeping.

You got that?

- Yes sir.

(object clanks)

(notification dings)

(notification dings)

- Well, what did I tell you?

- Coach, isn't this your wife?

- Hey Coach Turner.

Ms. (indistinct) said, can you come down to the office?

She signed me the cover for you.

- Yeah.

- Hey, y'all put those phones away and stop being so nosy.

- Coach, do you think you did it?

- I think you gonna be doing bear crawls at practice today.

Now put those phones away before I take it.

(door knocks)

- Come in coach.

Take a seat.

First off, let me express my condolences to you.

I'm truly sorry for your loss.

- Thank you.

- Now, I know you have a lot going on right now

and I really don't wanna add more to your plate.

- Please don't tell me you about to fire me.

- The district is asking that you take a leave

of absence just until this is cleared up.

- First I lose my wife and now I lose my job, great.

- Now you know that you are one of the best teachers

and coaches at this school.

And Naomi was a friend of mine.

It's out of my hands.

I mean the district just doesn't

want this to fall back on them.

You know how it is.

- Yeah, I know how it is.

- I'm so sorry Justin.

This is only temporary until all of this is cleared up.

Now let me know if you need help

with the funeral arrangements.

(door slams)

(somber music)

(car door slams)

- Fuck.

(phone rings)

What is it?

- [Simone] Hey Justin, Detective Banks just called.

They want you to come in to answer some more

questions, I can meet you up there,

- God dammit.

- [Simone] Justin, I know this is a lot.

Okay, but we'll get through this.

- Yeah, I just lost my job.

- [Simone] Justin, I'm so sorry.

Okay, look, meet up there so we can get this over with.

- I'm on my way.

(car engine revs)

(dramatic music)

- Okay, so why is my client here?

- We just have a few questions.

Mr. Turner, we got the official autopsy report back.

Your wife didn't drown.

She was dead before she entered the pool.

The official cause of death is

blunt force trauma to the head.

She was either hit with something or she fell

and hit her head, more than likely pushed.

- Is that a question?

- Did you or someone else drug your wife?

- She took a gummy that night,

just like everyone else except me.

- Why is that?

- Because I get tested at work.

I'm a coach.

- A toxicology report does show traces of marijuana,

but it also shows there was GHB in her system.

- What is that?

- It's a drug commonly known as a date rape drug.

- Are you trying to tell me that my wife was raped?

- No. Mr. Turner, the rape kid came back negative,

but someone did drug her.

- Look, we all woke up that morning with no memory.

So anyone could have drugged us

or put something in our drink.

- So you don't actually know who made the drinks?

- No, I don't.

I mean it was a lot of people there that night.

So anyone could have done it.

- Which means anyone of you could have done it too.

- You should take a seat. Mr. Turner.

(metal seat clanks)

- [Lisa] Were you aware that your wife

was six weeks pregnant?

- What?

No, see, that's not possible.

- Why not?

- Because me and my wife haven't had sex in six months.

So wait, you trying to tell me

that my wife was cheating on me?

- I'm just saying that your wife was six weeks pregnant.

- We also checked her bank statements and phone records.

Did you know she opened a separate account

and deposited a hundred thousand dollars in it?

- What?

- We also found out

that she owns the Airbnb you guys were staying at.

- Okay, clearly this is news to my client.

- I see.

Maybe you found out this information

and lost control when he confronted her about it.

You have been known to lose your temper before, right?

- Excuse me?

- Justin, don't answer that.

- Can you hold out your arms Mr. Turner?

- [Simone] What are you looking for?

- We're running DNA results now.

Naomi had blood under her fingernails

from the struggle with her killer.

- Okay, well clearly you don't see anything.

So is there anything else?

- Mr. Turner the truth is gonna come out eventually.

- Look, I didn't kill my damn wife, okay?

So you two mutherfuckers need to do your damn job

and find out who did this.

- Justin, Justin, wait.

- What?

- I wanna help you, but you need to talk to me.

- What do you want me to say, Simone?

Because none of this make any sense.

We've been drugged, okay?

Why?

I need answers.

- Justin, I don't know.

- And Naomi been lying this whole time.

Pregnant?

Whose baby is it?

Because it damn sure ain't mine.

- Okay Justin she was having an affair,

but it gives someone else motive to want her dead.

- And where she get all this money from, and that Airbnb?

None of this makes sense.

- Justin we gone figure it out.

- London made plans for her birthday party.

I need to talk to her.

- Okay, well you do that and I'm gonna continue digging.

(birds chirping)

- Hey, where's your dad?

- Oh, he's in the room resting,

and Mason and I we're gonna stay here for a little bit.

I don't want him to be alone.

So do the cops know who did this?

- Nope, and apparently we're all suspects

and I'm their main target.

- How you holding up, bro?

I'm sure this has gotta be hard on you.

- Man, it's like my whole world crashing down on me dude.

London, you booked that Airbnb for Naomi's birthday, right?

- Actually, no.

I originally booked a hotel

resort for us to stay at.

She changed the plans at the last minute

and insisted that we stayed at that Airbnb.

Why?

- Well apparently she owns the whole damn

Airbnb and it's in her name.

- Wait, so you're telling me that

you didn't know anything about this?

- Nah, I didn't.

She had it for about a year too

and she opened up an account

and put a whole bunch of money into it.

A hundred thousand to be exact.

- God damn.

- Okay, I don't understand.

I mean, what does all this mean?

- How you don't understand London.

She's your sister.

Y'all talk about everything.

- Apparently not.

- London.

Let me ask you a question and don't lie.

Did Naomi have an affair?

- Tell him.

- Tell me what?

(romantic music)

* One time, two times, three times

* I ain't giving up, though it may take time for you love

- [London] Mason saw her out with a guy a few weeks ago.

* I can't lie it's hard to fight this feeling

* So deep inside of my soul

- And you didn't tell me this?

- I mean, what was I supposed to say?

She's my sister and I didn't want

to get in the middle of your marriage.

Especially when I didn't even know what Mason saw.

- She was fucking pregnant London.

Did you know that?

- What?

- Yeah.

The autopsy report came back

and said she was six weeks fucking pregnant

and we all were drugged by some GHB shit.

- Oh my god.

- Wait, if she was pregnant then it was possible

it was with that dude she was having an affair with.

You need to find him.

- Okay, well where do we even begin to find him?

- I have her tablet, it's linked to her cell phone

and it shows what she was making

multiple calls to the same number.

So I have my guy looking into it.

He's gonna get back to us real soon.

- Okay, well just keep me posted.

- Alright.

- Oh Justin, I meant to tell you

that Dad made the funeral arrangements for this weekend.

- All right, thank you.

(somber music)

You okay daddy?

- Yeah. I just wish your mom was her.

You all I have left now.

- I miss her too.

She was so beautiful.

Just like Naomi.

I remember when we took that photo.

- Okay, okay.

- Come on.

- Okay, focus, focus, come on.

- Come on Nay.

- Hurry up.

- Okay, we got 10 seconds.

- Alright, let's go.

(camera shutter flicks)

- Okay, lemme go get it.

- Oh yeah, alright.

- We look good.

(family cheers)

- Let me see, let me see.

Oh baby, you gotta get this blown up for me.

- You know baby, I will.

- That's a good picture.

- Thank you everyone for coming out.

To celebrate my beautiful wife, Naomi.

She loved life, you know?

She always had a smile on her face

and she loved-

sorry it's just, this is tough.

I'm gonna miss her

and I'm pretty sure all of you are gonna miss her as well.

So, I'm sorry.

Thank you.

Excuse me.

(door closes)

- What's wrong?

- He was here.

- Who?

- The guy, he was here.

- How do you know it was him?

- I just got that feeling that he was here.

Yeah, that was him.

(phone vibrates)

- Who is it?

- Look, I gotta go.

Hey, can you handle this for me please?

- Yeah, sure.

(contemplative music)

- Oh, what's up Justin?

- What's up?

- Look man, I'm so sorry that all this is happening.

- Yeah, unfortunately I am too.

What you got for me?

- Well, his name is Greg Anderson.

You heard that name before?

- Greg Anderson?

No, I don't think so.

- Well, he's been seeing Naomi on a consistent basis.

Checked their emails, her calendar

and her GPS,

pings the same hotel every week.

- So she had been cheating on me, after all these years

I would've never thought.

- You sent her wire transfer

for a hundred thousand to an account

that she opened June 15th, 2021,

and a week later she bought that property.

- Man, it's like, I don't even know who she is.

- Look man.

I'm sorry to be the one that have to tell you all this.

Does he look familiar?

- Welcome to South Lakes, I'm Officer Greg,

I'm one of the community patrol officers here.

- Yeah, he do.

He do look familiar.

Hold on.

(camera shutter clicks)

(phone line rings)

Yo Mason.

- [Mason] Hey Justin, what up?

- Hey, you got that picture I sent you?

- [Mason] Yeah, I got it.

- Hey, is that the dude you saw

with Naomi at the restaurant?

- [Mason] Yeah, that's him.

the officer from the Airbnb, right?

Man, I knew he looked familiar.

- Alright, I'll talk to you.

- [Mason] Yeah, bet.

- Well, thanks man, I owe you big.

- No problem.

What are you gonna do?

- Look, man, he killed my wife.

Somebody got an answer for it.

- Justin, just don't do anything stupid.

- Hey don't you coach my little brother,?

- Excuse me.

I'm waiting for Detective Carter and Detective Banks.

I've been out here for some time now.

Do you know how long it's gonna be?

- They'll be with you shortly, sir.

(dramatic music)

- Detective Carter, I need to talk to you.

- Just a minute, sir.

- Hey, that's him, he murdered my wife!

- Put him in room two.

- Hey, what, where are you, what are you doing

with him?

Are you arresting him?

- Mr. Turner, calm down, we'll question him now.

- He was at the Airbnb when we checked in.

He was probably watching us the whole time,

claiming to be a security officer.

- Mr. Turner, let us conduct our investigation, please.

I'll call you if I have anything.

Go home.

- Mr. Anderson, thank you for coming in so willingly.

- Yeah, how can I help?

- Well, we'll get right to it.

How long have you been having an affair with Ms. Turner?

- Wasn't just an affair, we were in love.

- How long?

- Two years.

- That's a long time.

- Look guys,

I told you it wasn't just an affair.

We were in love.

I bought her that house.

I gave her the money so that we could start a new life.

Supposed to get married.

- Mr. Anderson, did you know she was pregnant?

- [Greg] What, she was?

- So not only did you kill her,

you also killed your unborn child.

- No!

I didn't kill her.

I loved her.

- We have a witness that identifies you

as the man Naomi was arguing with that night.

What were you guys fighting about?

(Naomi gasps)

- Oh my God, what are you doing here?

- Look, you know you need

to be celebrating your birthday with me.

I came.

- Look, I told you not to come here.

And what was up with you showing up here earlier today?

Are you trying to get us caught?

- Caught?

Babe, don't worry about us getting caught.

- No, please, stop.

Okay, you have got to go.

You gotta go.

Okay.

Oh, sorry.

- You look like you need one.

- Yeah, thank you.

- Look, she was supposed to leave with me.

She didn't want to go, so I left.

- That must have made you upset.

Maybe she changed her mind, didn't wanna leave her husband?

- No, it's not true.

She was gonna leave him.

We were supposed to meet at the hotel.

I waited at the bar.

She never showed.

Look, the bartender, he sees us there all the time together.

He can tell you himself.

- We'll be checking into that.

- Are we done here

- For now.

- Porter.

What the hell is taking so long?

- Listen, I'm backed up.

Mike is out sick so it's gonna take a bit longer.

- Porter, I need those DNA results and I need 'em fast.

- Hey, the officer's back from the crime scene.

Still no necklace.

- Dammit.

- [Carter] You want me to keep looking?

- No, I feel like we're going in circles.

Porter, I need those DNA results.

- I'll get them.

(Porter speaks under breath indistinctly)

(somber music)

(crickets chirp)

(window knocks)

(car door opens)

(car door closes)

- What are you doing here?

- I mean, I figured you were hungry

so I brought you some food.

- Thanks.

- Why you sitting in the car?

- Because it's lonely in that house.

I don't wanna be in there.

- Yeah, I understand.

The detective said they went back to the crime scene to look

for more evidence and the necklace that Naomi

had on that night wasn't on her body when she was found.

Have you seen it?

- I haven't.

- Damn, must have came off during that struggle.

- Ask Greg, he probably had it.

- Banks said that Greg alibi checks out, Justin.

- He probably paid him to say whatever.

- Well, the footage shows that he was at the bar.

He was really waiting on Naomi.

- I swear this is like a fucking nightmare.

The more I ask questions, the more I find out

that my wife was lying the whole entire time.

You know, for a moment I thought this was a suicide note.

- What, what you talking about?

- I found it on a nightstand at the Airbnb.

She left with this ring on top of the note.

You see it all makes sense now.

She was trying to leave me that night

'cause she never take off her ring.

- Justin, I'm so sorry.

You didn't deserve this.

Justin, I'm sorry, Naomi didn't deserve you.

- What?

- I'm just saying.

She got everything since high school

and I had to work for everything that I wanted.

- Naomi's dad say you was always jealous of her.

- What?

- Did you kill my wife?

- Justin, are you serious?

- Yeah, I'm serious.

You sound like someone that wanted revenge.

- Oh wow, Justin, after everything I've done

to protect your ass.

- Nah, you pretended to protect me.

But you was really protecting yourself.

- Find yourself another damn lawyer, Justin.

(car door slams)

- I swear if I find out she killed my wife, so help me, God.

(knock on door)

- Who is it?

- [Justin] It's me.

(London shushes)

- I don't want you to wake up Dad.

- Okay, hey, I need to talk to you.

- Okay.

- It's about Simone.

- What about Simone?

- Yeah, she did it.

- What?

I mean, why do you think that?

- Because she made a pass at me.

Yeah, she talking about how Naomi don't deserve me.

How she took me for granted.

- I mean, I can't say that she's wrong,

but I don't think that makes her murderer.

- Yeah, but that give her a motive

To be with me.

- Okay, well what about the Greg guy?

- He has an alibi.

- Shit.

Yeah.

- Okay, well I don't know.

I mean, we've known Simone our whole lives.

I don't think she's capable of this.

- Man-

- I hope not.

- I just don't know anymore.

I don't know who to believe, I mean

everyone just lying

and keeping all these secrets.

- Okay, look.

Please don't stress yourself out about this okay.

I mean the truth will come out Justin,

but until then I need you to go home and get some rest

and just let the detectives do their job.

Okay?

- Okay.

- I still think she did it.

(dramatic music builds)

(knock on door)

- Yeah?

- Porter got the DNA results back.

- What does it say?

- You should see them for yourself.

- I knew it.

(hands clap)

Get a search warrant, call everyone in.

I want a confession.

* Hey, don't talk to me crazy.

* I like to be like, I'm rocking a baby.

* I got that drip with the sauce and the gravy

* Don't want to talk or we talking you payment

* Hoes wanna fuck, they be callin' me daily

- E ice,

I truly believe that this endorsement deal with us is

what you need to take your music career to the next level.

- And it's the same deal that we had

discussed with Lisa and Naomi, right?

- Yes it is, we still wanna move forward.

- Oh yeah, cool, we just get everything over

to my manager and my lawyers, we can get everything going.

- All right, sounds good.

- I'm sorry I didn't know you were in a meeting.

- Hey, nah, you know, it's all good.

Anyway, we were just wrapping up.

- [London] Alright, thank you guys.

- Thank you.

(phones ring)

- What are you doing here?

- Did Justin come talk to you?

- Of course, so what happened Simone?

- London look, I'm sorry,

but I didn't mean to make a pass at him.

It was just a moment of weakness.

- Wow.

He just lost his wife, Simone, my sister

for God's sake.

I hope you know that he's probably going to the police

because now he thinks you had motive to kill Naomi.

So did something happen between the two of you that night?

- London, no, I was drugged just like the rest of y'all.

Where was Mason at?

When we went to the living roo, he was already there.

He didn't sleep with you that night.

Can you tell me why?

- So you think Mason killed my sister?

- I do.

- And what reason would Mason have to kill Naomi?

- Tell me child.

(phone rings)

Hi, Detective Carter?

Okay.

We'll be right there.

Okay, bye-bye.

- What now?

- They want us all to come in.

- Okay, alright.

(door opens)

(dramatic music)

I mean how long are they gonna make us wait?

- I don't know.

(door opens)

- Take a seat Ms. Evans.

- Okay so what is this about?

- Closing in on this case.

Just need to connect a few more

dots before I make my arrest.

- Okay.

- So you all went to this Airbnb

for Naomi's 30th birthday?

- [London] Right, yeah.

- What happened when the guests arrived?

(hip hoop beat)

- To my best friend Naomi.

May this be the best birthday that you will never forget.

(* New Flow by E-Ice)

- I mean, after we took a few shots,

we just went to go mingle with the guests.

- Did anyone ever notice when Mr. Anderson got there?

- I didn't, did you?

- No.

Oh you're outta toilet paper.

- Oh, okay, I'll go get some I know where it's at.

You finish your drink, okay?

You do that, okay.

Think about that.

Okay.

- [Justin] Your country ass gonna take selfies

all night long?

- Mind your business child.

(dramatic music)

- Oh my God, what are you doing here?

- Look, you know you celebrating birthday with me.

I came.

- Look, I told you not to come here.

And what was up with you showing up here earlier today?

Are you trying to get us caught?

- Caught, hey, don't worried about us getting caught.

- No, please, stop.

Okay, hou have got to go.

You gotta go.

(door closes)

(faucet runs)

- Hey!

- What?!

- I've been looking all over for you.

- I just came in here to use the restroom.

- Good, did you find a tissue?

- Tissue, um-

- Looking everywhere, asking everybody about you.

(phone rings)

(glass shatters)

- Shit.

- [Justin] Babe you okay?

- Yeah, fine.

(glass shard clink)

Dammit.

- Mr. Anderson informed us that him

and Ms. Turner were arguing

because he showed up

to the party trying to get her to leave with him.

- Okay, well what does this have to do with us?

- Are you sure you didn't see them arguing

when you were making drinks?

- No, I didn't.

- Ms. Evans, how many drinks did you make that night?

- I don't remember.

- Babe, this party dead.

Let's go have some fun of our own.

(London giggles)

- Did she just call my party dead?

- Hell yeah, shit we have to have fun on our own.

- You and Mason just so happened

to not be in the living room when

the waiter brought the drinks,

- But I thought she woke up with no memory,

like the rest of us.

- I really don't remember.

- I'm not going nowhere with you here.

Did you have enough to drink?

Cool, thank you.

Get you another drink, baby.

- I'm good.

Oh no, I'm good.

- They said you have to take some for the birthday girl.

- Who?

- Who cares, it doesn't matter.

It's my birthday and I said take that drink.

Come on, turn up.

Let's go!

Get the drink, baby.

Cheers.

- London did you drug us?

- No, I mean, not intentionally.

- What?

- I just wanted us to have a good time.

- Ms. Evans do you recognize this?

- No, I don't.

- This is Naomi's necklace from the night.

- We got a search warrant to check your place

and we found that hidden in a sock drawer.

- Okay, so what are you saying?

Are you saying that Mason put it there?

I mean, are you trying to get me to say that he did it?

- We just want the truth.

What happened when Mr. Fleming

heard Naomi on the phone in the middle of the night?

- London, Mason killed Naomi and you knew this?

- Mr. Turner, please.

- No, he needs to hear this.

- No, I did not.

I just wanted us to have a good time, that was it.

- What happened, Ms. Evans?

- Okay, I gotta do this, I can do this.

I wanna do this right?

You wanna do this, okay.

(phone rings)

- Hello?

Look, I told you I'm coming.

Okay.

I love you too.

Okay girl, come now or never.

(pensive music)

- Babe, babe, babe!

- What?

- Naomi's up.

She's leaving with that guy.

- Are you serious?

- Yes.

- Oh shit, go.

Naomi!

- What?

- What are you doing?

- I'm leaving.

- What, why?

- Look, this is not my life anymore.

I mean, I'm just not happy anymore.

- Naomi, listen.

Justin loves you, okay?

You know what?

After all the sacrifices that man has made

for you, you're gonna live him for some guy?

- Wait, you know about Greg?

- Yes.

Mason saw you with him at the restaurant a few weeks ago.

I know you've been cheating on Justin.

- Well, hell, you know what

y'all can tell him when I'm gone.

- Whoa, wait,

so you're just leaving?

I mean, what about the company?

- Lisa is gonna oversee everything in my absence

and I mean, hell, I'll work remotely.

I don't know, but I have to go.

- What?

- What are ya gonna do?

- Oh hell no, Naomi.

- [Mason] Come on.

(door opens)

Naomi!

- Get off of me.

- After everything I've done for you over the past year,

you're gonna leave Lisa in charge

instead of your own fucking sister?

- London, you are not responsible enough

to run my company, I am sorry.

- Oh, you're sorry?

Yeah, sorry?

You know, you always get everything that you want.

You don't deserve that company and you sure don't

deserve mom's necklace.

(Naomi's gasp)

- You know what?

You are such a spoiled little brat

and you've just always been in my shadow.

(hand slaps)

- You bitch!

(London screams)

- My mother-

- Hey!

Stop, stop!

- Oh my god, Naomi.

Oh my god.

Oh my god she's not breathing.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Fuck.

Babe she's dead.

- I cannot go to prison.

- It's okay.

We'll put her in the pool.

She was drunk and she fell and she hit her head.

Alright, well clean you up,

and pretend like we don't even remember what happened.

We'll go back to sleep and wake up like she left.

- Mason it's not gonna work.

- Yes it is, it will work.

Look, she was heading out to go with that guy, right?

So when the police come

and find out about him, they'll think he did it.

Hey, okay, look.

It's okay.

I know, look, it's all right.

Look at me, you need to move her body, okay?

You help me move her body?

Okay.

- [London] Get my mom's necklace.

(grass crunching)

(water splashing)

- Why did you do that?

- 'Cause the police will find it.

You need to get rid of that necklace.

- No, look, my mom gave her that necklace.

It's the last thing she ever gave her.

- But you need to hide it somewhere

the police can't find it.

All right, look you need to wash that blood off.

All right, we're gonna go back inside.

You're gonna go back to the room.

I'm go back to the couch just like I was, okay.

Just like we both were, all right?

- Okay.

- Hey look at me, we're in this together.

I got you, all right?

- Okay,

- Come on.

- The DNA results came back.

The blood under her fingernails was a close enough

match to hers.

- Which told us that the killer was related to the victim.

- London.

- I didn't mean to.

- How could you?

- You killed my wife?

You let me go on for days like I was crazy?

You was gonna let me take a murder charge knowing it was you

and your boyfriend the whole time?

- Stand up, Ms. Evans.

(London cries)

- London Evans,

you're under arrest for the murder of Naomi Turner.

You have the right to remain silent.

Anything you say can and will be

used against you in the court of law.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one, one will be provided for you.

- Justin, I'm so sorry.

- I'm sorry.

- I'm sorry, I blamed you,

and it was them the whole time.

- It's okay.

What's gonna happen with Mason?

- He'll be charged once we find him.

You haven't been able to locate him yet.

- Are you serious?

- Well, you better catch 'em before I catch his bitch ass.

- Mr. Turner, how does it feel to finally

have your name cleared?

- No, Mr. Turner, is it true

that your wife's sister is and definitely the killer?

- Mr. Turner will no longer be answering

any more questions, let's go.

- Mr. Turner, what's next for you?

- We just need one more question, just one more question.

- No comment.

- Hey, now I know things ain't go as planned,

but I still did my part.

You can send me my money.

- You were supposed to kill Naomi.

How you let London do it?

- [Mason] Why does it matter who killed her?

You still got what you wanted.

She didn't end up with your husband.

- Yeah, now I don't have to compete with her.

(somber music)

(zipper zips)

- So you really gonna leave me for her?

Eight years of marriage just out the window, Greg?

- Nicole, look, I'm not happy anymore.

And why stay in this and be miserable?

- Miserable, we made a vow for better

or for worse, for sickness and in health.

I know I was sick, I know I wasn't my normal self.

But listen, I'm taking my medicine.

I can be better for you. I can be better for, us.

- Nicole, stop.

Stop, I'm sorry.

I love her.

- No.

- You need to get you some help.

- I'll be back for the rest of my things.

- Wait, Greg, wait, wait.

- Stop!

See, this is what I'm talking about.

This is too much, I'm done.

(Nicole cries)

- I'll wire your money to you.

Now I can try to get my husband back.

- Yeah, well, I hope that works out for you.

I'm done.

- Thank you.

(phone line ends)

(techno beat)

(car engine starts)

(* Big Dawg by E-Ice)

* Red frost.

* Hey, don't talk to me crazy.

* I like to beat like I'm rocking a baby.

* I got that drip with the sauce and the gravy.

* Don't want to talk or we talking your payment

* Hoes wanna fuck they be calling me daily.

* Black hoes, white hoes Shandra's and Haileys.

* I'm exquisite, my arm is amazing.

* Made by your man I'm a charm and a bracelet

* Lyrics is different the boss is abrasive

* Hop in the whip in the cars I be racing

* Bros I chasing I dodging 'em daily.

* They all wanna get me, I'm highly evasive

* Y'all gotta face 'em I'm callin the goat