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She's non -responsive but stable for now.

What's your best guess?

There's no signs of any trauma or bruising on her anywhere.

I'm thinking OD, maybe GHB.

The date rape drug?

Yeah. We'll know more from the tox report, but just by looking at her,

very lucky.

Wait till you see the guy.

You get this?

They found that in her hand.

You think she did it?

Murder -suicide attempt?

Wouldn't be the first time.

On this town, it wouldn't be.

It's like we finally got one of your big city homicides.

Alex, somehow that doesn't give me comfort.

Is it as bad as they say?

Worse. That guy was pretty much butchered. The girl, Sarah Henderson,

still breathing.

You know her?

Are you kidding? She's Peter Henderson's wife.

The heir to the real estate fortune, right?

One of the biggest in the state and a pretty successful lawyer to boot.

Are you trying to impress me? Just giving you the heads up.

Thanks. So what are you thinking?

An attempted rape, crime of passion. It's really too early to tell right now.

I'm still waiting to get the tox results back from Sarah Henderson's test.

I had to do a character background on the victim, Chad Thomas.

When I find out something, I'll let you know.

I need this to be a clean investigation, Jack, and we need to keep the media out

of it. The Hendersons don't need this type of publicity.

Don't make this a problem.

All right, I'll try not to, okay? Is there anything else on the Hendersons

I need to know about?

I mean it, Jack.

This is going to draw some heat.

I don't need you stirring the shit on it.

Right. Is that it?

Captain Rainey said you're the man I should talk to about my wife.

Peter Henderson.

Sarah's husband.

Detective Jack Norton.

How's your wife doing?

She's in a coma.

They think she overdosed, but they won't tell me what she took.

Well, I won't know anything until they're done with the test.

But as soon as I know, I'll let you know.

I'd appreciate that.

Just as I'd appreciate this be handled with discretion.

You know, since you're here, can I ask you a few questions?

I thought you might.

How long have you and your wife been married?

Five years.

Any children?

We've been trying, but we've had some setbacks.

Fertility problems.

Why was your wife at the beach house last night with Chad Thomas?

You mean that I know she was fucking around?

Did you?

No, detective.

I have no idea why my wife is with another man.

Is your wife in the habit of spending nights away?

What's the point of this line of questioning?

Listen, I'm just trying to establish... You're trying to establish that my wife

was having an affair and that I killed her lover in a jealous rage.

Wouldn't be the first time.

I think our conversation is finished, Detective.

For now.

Good day, Detective.

If you have anything other than fairy tales, I'll be by my wife's bedside.

Thought you might want that, Jack.

Where'd you get this?

In Tad Thomas' clothes.

A pay text from Haskell? Have you ever heard of it?

It's rumored. Of what?

You know that old Spanish mansion up on Sapphire Road?

Huh? I was told it served as some sort of sex club for rich people.

I guess the rumors are true.

uh

I don't think I'll have to let you know.

Okay. Thanks, Alex.

May I help you? I'm Detective Jack Norton.

Is the owner of the house available?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Weston is very ill and cannot be disturbed.

Is there something I can help you with, Detective?

Yeah, do you have an employee by the name of Chad Thomas?

I'm sorry, sir, that name doesn't ring a bell.

Weston Manor employs only myself, a cook, and a maid.

Weston Manor? Yes.

Okay, what about Gardeners?

We contract out the gardening service, Green Thumb Gardening, I believe.

Okay. And what was your name again?

Yes, Jack Bolton. Jack Bolton.

Okay.

Is there something wrong? Is there a problem?

We're just following up on a lead. But thank you for your time.

Of course, sir.

Bye.

What the hell are you doing here? I'm on the list.

Not without a warrant, you're not. Well, then go call a cop.

What is this place? Some kind of a sex club? You have to leave now.

What the hell's going on here? Listen, let me just... Tom, no!

Let me just ask you a few questions, okay?

How well did you know Chad Thomas?

Do you know anything about that?

Don't make me hurt you, pal, okay? Hey, go.

It's not really wise to be throwing a cop around.

Not too smart to be trespassing either, cop.

Hey, Marcy, it's Detective Norton.

Listen, can you pull up the property records for 121 Sapphire Road for me?

Yeah. Yeah, with the tax history, too.

All right.

Thanks.

It's a little late, isn't it?

Not on a murder case.

So what do you got?

The tox screen reports came back.

Terry Henderson definitely consumed a massive dose of GHB.

Debilitating but not fatal.

You thinking date rape?

Perhaps. But Chad Thomas also had GHB in his bloodstream.

Maybe they were just partying and got out of control.

What's the source?

Both of their champagne glasses showed traces.

What about the bottle?

Just the glasses.

Do you think there's any chance that maybe somebody tainted their glasses

GHB and our couple didn't even know about it?

It's possible.

All right.

So who besides our drugged -out little couple had access to the glasses?

Any word on the domestic staff at the cottage?

No. The place is just your standard little vacation house for people who can

afford those sorts of things.

I can make more money cleaning crime scenes here than I do investigating

So what about the autopsy report on Chad?

The coroner's typing it up.

Besides blood loss due to multiple stab wounds in the upper torso, the GHB was

the only other remarkable finding.

You think she did it?

Are you asking if I think it's possible or did she do it? Possible.

Yeah, I do.

Listen, do me a favor. Keep me up to date on Sarah Henderson's condition,

I will.

And go home, Jack.

The case will still be here in the morning.

Yeah, you're right, I guess.

Old habits die hard.

But you've done with the place.

Yeah, I missed you too, Lila.

Bastard. Five years and now you come back?

The hell do you want?

Fuck you.

Listen, Lila.

I need information about the castle.

How do you know about that?

What are you doing there?

What do I have to tell you? Anything?

Well, I guess for old time's sake, it really doesn't work with you, huh?

Jesus.

I'm serious. I need your help, Lila, okay? A young man was murdered, and

evidence that points to the castle.

You asked me about Todd Thomas tonight.

He... He... Why didn't I hear about this? Because we're keeping it under

at the department.

We can't let the media get wind of this.

Why me, Jack?

Because I meant something to you once.

And I miss you.

You always were so good at leaving.

Yeah.

You're always so gorgeous in the morning.

Listen, I'm going to need a list of all the members that go to the castle.

I can't, Jack. I'm just a hostess at the club.

What exactly does that mean, a hostess?

It means I greet the guests when they come in and I make sure they have

everything they need.

Could I include you?

Do you mean I sleep with the gas?

No. That's not my job.

But if somebody's right, like Chad Thomas?

Yes.

I need that list.

I'll see what I can do.

Hey, sorry I'm late, Captain.

Yeah? I heard about your activities last night.

What the hell do you think you're doing forcing your way into the house of this

town's leading citizen?

The Wessons are considering legal charges, but I think I can talk them

formal complaint against you.

Yeah, did the Wessons tell you that they're running some kind of sex club

their house?

That's ridiculous.

Miss Wesson's about a hundred years old.

All I know is they've got some kind of erotic playground thing going on in

house that caters to very wealthy people.

If you have proof of something illegal, you better have some solid evidence.

Otherwise, stay the hell away from that place.

Your presence in this department is hard enough to explain without some civil

complaint against you.

Dismissed.

Thought you might be interested in that.

Blood test came back this morning.

Sarah Henderson's about eight weeks along.

She's not conscious yet, so they can't determine if she knows, but it's a

good guess she did.

Jesus, why would a woman knowingly take GHB if she knows she's pregnant?

Who says she knew?

Okay, then why drug your wife if you know she's pregnant?

I knew you were liking the husband for this one. Yeah, I was. I'm not so sure

now. I've just got more questions.

All right. Thanks for getting this.

Anything else?

No, nothing.

See you later.

I think we're alone now. Oh, good.

Mmm, let's see.

Want to get out of here? Yeah, let's go.

Hi, Tony.

What are you doing?

I left my purse last night. I just came to get it.

I'll see you tonight.

Excuse me.

Can I help you?

Yes, Detective Norton.

Yes, why don't you have a seat here, miss?

Lila, Lila Davis.

And I'll go find Detective Norton.

You have a visitor, Jack.

A Miss Davis.

Lila?

An acquaintance from your old vice days, Jack?

She's just a friend, Captain.

You better not be up to your old ways, Jack.

Lila. Hey.

You okay? Need anything?

I'm okay.

I brought you this.

It's just a complete members list?

All the active ones.

Did you have any trouble getting it?

Uh, no, but we'll find out.

All right.

No shit.

What?

Mr. and Mrs. Henderson are members of your little club.

Henderson.

I know the name, but I just can't place it with a face.

Mrs. Henderson's over in county in a coma. Mr.

Henderson's a prime suspect in the murder of Chad Thomas.

What?

Yeah.

Listen, let's get out of here and take a walk.

You need to find something on Peter Henderson at the club.

Jack, I can't. I'm probably already in trouble for being there today.

I mean, if I start asking questions, I'm going to be gone.

Well, they honestly won't let me back there without a warrant. We have nobody

here that can go undercover.

You're my last shot at this.

This guy's way too slick for me to go by the book.

How well did you know Chad Thomas?

I didn't know him very well at all.

I mean, he worked upstairs. He serviced the female client.

I mean, other than that, I didn't talk to him. I mean, he was kind of like a

special request.

So he was a gigolo.

Yeah, basically.

I mean, he was a nice guy. I said hi to him a few times. Other than that, didn't

know him.

Well, you know what?

Somebody killed him.

My best guess, somebody connected to the club.

Oh, my God. Now, if I'm going to catch this bastard, I need your help.

I'll see what I can do.

My God.

I got to go.

Listen. Tell me when you get off tonight.

Usually like 2 a .m. Why don't you call in and get home?

Mona, do you know Peter Henderson?

Peter Henderson?

Yeah, I have a date with him in the red room.

Do you want to join us? I'm sure he'd love to meet you.

No, thanks.

Are you sure? I mean, some of these guys are willing to pay big money for their

pleasure.

I'm just not, you know... Ready?

I know. That's why I was in the beginning, too.

But, um, if you change your mind, you'll know where I'll be.

See ya.

What are you doing?

Oh, sorry.

Nothing.

Then get back to work.

More guests have arrived.

So, how'd you like the show?

I thought you were very sexy tonight.

Thank you.

Peter likes to take control, so I get to play the submissive with him.

What's his deal?

He seems like he's a real player.

Definitely. I think he and his wife were some of the first members of the

castle. Is his wife here?

No, actually, I haven't seen her in a couple days.

But if Chad comes in, you can ask him.

Why Chad?

Well, he and Sarah are having an affair.

Okay, but what's the difference between having an affair...

And what Peter just did with you.

What happens at the castle stays at the castle.

It's kind of an unwritten law.

Nobody judges you. Nobody talks about it.

It's just sex here.

But an affair is something different.

Something that goes on in the real world.

Chad and Sarah are having an affair.

And guess what?

Peter knows about it.

How does he feel about it?

How would you feel about it if your spouse was cheating on you?

He's been coming over here to me every night, fucking out his anger.

And I, for one, can't complain.

But anyway, I've gotten another appointment in five minutes.

You're welcome to stay and hang out if you want.

You know, but son's nowhere near as good and bad as Peter is, so... I think I'll

pass. I'm sure Tony's got the dogs out looking for me by now.

Tony's a prick.

Yeah, but, like, aren't the two of you guys, you know...

Oh, it's all for the customers, baby. It's all for show.

But I got to get out of here.

You're late.

God, get the hell out of me.

Come inside.

It's 3 a .m. You said you were going to be off by 2.

I'm sorry, Jack. It's not like I can leave whenever I want.

Especially now.

Tony's watching every move I make.

That guy's a meathead.

Maybe so, but somebody likes him.

You okay?

Yeah, yeah. It's just this investigation.

It's getting to me.

I mean, I shouldn't even be talking to you because everything I try to do

doesn't even work out.

And just... I'm sorry.

I was just a little worried about you, okay?

So how'd it go tonight?

Well, I found out who Peter Henderson is.

He's an arrogant little prick, isn't he?

I don't know. I didn't talk to him.

But according to Mona...

He and his wife are both founding members of the castle.

And apparently he's a regular customer.

Now, how does that work? Do you ever see money exchanging hands?

No. We all get paychecks. I mean, I don't know what anybody else's salary

but mine is barely enough to cover for food and rent.

Well, according to Chad's bank accounts, he was pulling down three grand a week.

No wonder Mona was trying to get me to take on customers.

I told you I was out of that business five years ago, and I meant it.

Good.

Because I don't want to have to bail you out of any mistakes.

Is that it?

You know what? Don't do me any favors, all right?

Detective Norton, I don't need you to pull any strings for me.

According to Mona, Chad and Sarah were having an affair outside the castle.

Apparently, Peter knew about it.

It's weird, though, because Mona didn't even realize that Chad hasn't been in.

You know what?

I'm tired.

That's all the information I got.

I'd like you to leave.

Good night, Jack.

Good work.

I do not appreciate being called at the office, Detective Norton.

What's so important it couldn't be asked over the phone?

You knew that your wife was having an affair with Chad Thomas, right? You knew

that and you killed him for it. Of course I knew they were having an

Sarah enjoys the variety, as do I.

And you know, I've been doing a little checking of my own, Detective.

Seems that your little fuck -up on Vice didn't teach you anything.

You know, if you're going after somebody important, you better make sure that

you're clean.

This may be a small office, but it only makes your sloppiness more obvious.

So be careful, detective.

Because if you lose this job, there's nowhere else for you to go.

What the hell is that all about?

You know what? I'd like this guy for this murder. I'm going to nail him for

You mess with Henderson again without real proof, and he's going to want to

you down.

Look, Jack, there's only so much I can do against a guy like Peter Henderson.

Christ, the man can have my job. Yours, he'll eat for lunch.

I thought we had each other's backs on this. Just be smart about this, Jack.

What do you want, Alex?

Sarah Henderson's just been released from the hospital.

What? Nobody told me she was conscious. Well, the hospital just called.

Apparently she came around this morning.

She's on her way back to the beach house if we speak.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to take it out on you, but I gotta go.

This is Henderson. Hi.

Detective Jack Norton.

Um, Detective Norton.

I hear you handling my case.

Yeah.

Why don't you come in?

Thank you.

Thank you.

I understand you know how we found you.

Yes.

Like I told them at the hospital, I don't remember anything.

Do you think I killed him?

Honestly, no.

But I do need you to tell me what you can remember about that night, Mrs.

Henderson.

Call me, sir.

I arranged to meet Chad at midnight.

He showed up with a bottle of champagne, and the rest of the evening is pretty

much a blur.

Chad Thomas brought the champagne, you said?

Yes. And where did you get the champagne glasses?

I believe we got them from here.

Okay. Do you know who poured the champagne?

Chad did.

But I don't see what this has to do with anything.

We found traces of GHB in the champagne glasses. We believe that's the drug that

caused your coma.

GHB? Gamma hydroxybutyrate. It's commonly known as a date rape drug. It's

serious stuff.

It causes drowsiness, loss of consciousness, loss of motor control,

other cases of death.

seeing. So how would you describe your relationship with Chad Thomas?

He was my lover.

Was your husband aware of this?

Yes. He arranged it. He arranged it?

Peter always has been involved in choosing my romantic partner.

He chose Chad, scanned him thoroughly, and consented to us seeing each other.

You have a very unique relationship.

I came as soon as I heard you were home. How are you feeling?

Physically, I'm okay.

I'm so sorry for all that you've been through, darling.

Mrs. Anderson, I have one more question.

Are you aware that you're pregnant?

Yeah, we know.

Is there anything else, Detective?

Thank you for your time, Mrs. Anderson.

Mmm.

Any chance you can pull Peter Henderson's medical records?

Not without a court order, and that'll be hard to get.

Henderson's well -connected.

Yeah, well, Peter Henderson is lying.

First he tells me that they knew that they had fertility problems. Now he

me he knew that his wife is pregnant.

Well, maybe they only thought there were fertility problems.

Or maybe the child's not his.

What are you saying, Jack?

I'm saying we have a motive for murder here.

You run this theory by the captain yet?

Oh, Jesus, Jack.

You know what I'm doing.

Yeah, isn't that what you said before they kicked you off vice?

Listen, I spearheaded an investigation into a major prostitution area, okay?

Everything was fine.

Until I dug up the mayor, some of his buddies.

They decided to take me down with them.

What'd they have on you?

I had an informant. I decided to lose her file when it came time to make

arrests.

Who was she? She was one of the call girls.

Hardly worth trashing your career.

She was special.

Are you okay, Jack?

You know, I want to catch this bastard, Alex.

I mean, for once, I want to do the right thing.

And I want to help you, but not at the cost of your career.

Well, thanks, Alex, but I have to go do something, okay?

Hey, Jack.

Hey.

You good?

Yeah, how about you?

Everything in this case is pointing to Henderson being the killer.

But I can't even touch him.

What's going on?

The guy has an answer for every question that I ask him.

And now he says that he condoned the relationship that his wife and Chad

had, which totally takes up the angle of the jealous husband.

Did you ever think that maybe he's not guilty?

Now, trust me, he is, okay?

I just gotta figure out why.

Well, maybe I can help you.

Take your mind off the case for a while.

That'll be a little clarity.

What is it?

I need to get a sperm sample from Peter Henderson.

Oh, fuck you!

Get it on your own!

I can't get a warrant on a hunch!

So what, you want to pimp me out?

For you?

Why don't you just fucking leave me in jail when I was caught for hooking?

Listen, I know that what I'm asking you is not easy. I know that. Not easy?

Do you have any idea what you're asking me to do to throw away such hard -earned

self -respect?

Do you know what that cost me, Jack?

You can't afford it. I wouldn't ask you if I wasn't desperate.

Well, you know what? I'm not.

Go home, Jack.

There must be someone waiting for you.

No. I find that hard to believe.

Yeah, because I'm such a catch.

Actually... What are you doing, Alex?

I'm letting you know that I'm interested.

No. Not forever, Jack. Just for now.

Alex, listen, I'm sorry.

Me too.

Listen, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to offend you, all right?

Jack Norton still around?

No, he's left for the evening. Can I give him a message?

I really needed to talk to him.

What's your name? I'll just leave a note on his desk.

Lila? Lila Davis.

I'm sorry, do I know you?

You're his informant.

The one he lost his job for.

What do you mean?

Five years ago, mayor.

That was you, right?

I read the case file.

What do you mean he lost his job? I thought he just transferred out of vice.

No.

Brass wanted to give you up, but he wouldn't.

So they fired him.

He was fired?

I didn't understand it, actually.

You weren't going to do time. They just wanted to make an example.

Didn't seem worth it.

And not worth his career, anyway.

Just tell him I stopped by.

Well, look who it is.

Let go of me, Tony.

Hey. Hey. You're late.

I know. I'm sorry.

Don't worry about it.

Guess who he's asking about you.

Peter Henderson.

What? Why?

I don't know. He must have saw us talking together the other night.

I think he wants to get to know you a little bit better.

Hey.

I don't believe we've been formally

introduced. I'm Peter Henderson.

Hi, I'm Lila.

Nice to finally meet you, Lila.

Perhaps there's somewhere more private we can talk.

Please, sit down.

You are quite beautiful.

Thank you.

You know, your work here as a hostess hasn't gone unnoticed by me and several

other members.

I presume you've seen what other opportunities exist for our more

employees in the guest rooms.

I'd like to propose a business opportunity to you.

Just something to consider.

I'd like you to become an escort.

You'd be free to choose who you entertain, and you'd be paid very

it.

I don't know, Mr. Henderson. No, Peter, please.

Peter, do you mind if I take a while to think about it?

Of course.

If you decide to accept my invitation, I would be honored if you'd consider me a

potential suitor.

Let's go.

Hello.

You look lovely this evening.

Everything all right this evening?

Mm -hmm.

Good. Hey. How did it go?

Well... He wants me to become an escort.

I told you. The money's great.

No, but I just don't know if I can do it.

You know, I said the same thing to Chad when I first started.

And what did he say?

He told me not to be a prude.

It's just sex.

And sometimes, sometimes it's even great sex.

He also told me that there were a lot of business opportunities for escorts who

wanted to take advantage of them.

What does that mean?

I think... Chad may have been blackmailing one of the club members.

How do you know?

Well, Chad suddenly came up with all this cash all at the same time.

And I overheard him arguing with someone once.

I don't know who it was, but I'm pretty sure it was a man.

He was threatening to go to the papers if the guy didn't pay him right away.

When was that?

About a week ago.

Haven't you ever wondered why Chad hasn't been in in a few days?

Honestly, I thought he just took his money and ran.

He was murdered.

You're kidding.

The police have had to keep it a secret because of all the publicity.

Do you think that someone here could have been involved?

I don't know. Have you ever heard of anything suspicious involving Chad?

There was that time he came into work with a black eye.

He said that he had bumped into Tony.

That's bullshit.

Tony's a prick.

He's never gotten rough with me. Well, then you're lucky.

No, he is.

We have another session tonight for our guest's viewing pleasure.

Mona, be careful with him.

So what do you got on the Henderson case?

Still working on a motive.

The only person who has a plausible connection with Mrs. Henderson is her

husband, Chad Thomas.

Well, one's dead and the other one's untouchable unless you have a big stick,

you?

Well, be careful with this, Jack.

Hi. Good evening.

I thought about your proposal.

I'd like to give it a try.

With you.

Excellent.

Shall we get started?

Thank you.

You're nervous.

Don't be.

I won't bite.

Hard.

This is a private room.

It's just us.

So we can do whatever we want.

Hmm.

Magnificent, my dear.

I'll have to introduce you to some of the other guests.

They'll eat you up.

That's just a tip.

You'll find an additional thousand in your next paycheck.

Don't be too long. We need this room.

You okay?

Tony just got a little rough with me.

Nothing I can't handle, though.

Here.

What's this for?

For when things get too tough to handle.

Thanks.

I'll see you later. Okay, bye.

So, I hear you're getting in the game.

I look forward to playing a few rounds with you.

Not in this lifetime.

Rumor has it Chad Thomas was blackmailing someone at the club.

Lila, come on. You've got to give me something more than rumors to nail this

guy. You've got to give me something solid.

How's this?

What is this?

Courtesy of Peter Henderson.

Is that solid enough for you?

Forget something at her place?

Listen, I need you to get this over to the lab right away. I want a full

test. DNA, fertility, forecast, the works.

Do I even want to know what this is about?

Peter Henderson was kind enough to leave a sperm sample for us, okay? We've got

to move quickly for this to pay off.

Right.

Um, Jack.

About the other night.

It was nice.

Yeah. Yeah, it was.

Lila!

What?

Oh, that was fast. Give me the good news.

What the hell is Huntington's?

Okay, I'll be right in.

I've got the

report right here.

It's pretty fascinating stuff, actually.

Detective Norton, get in here.

The lab just called requesting an appeal on a rust job.

Something to do with a used condom. What's this all about, Jack?

Peter Henderson suffers from Huntington's disease.

What's Huntington's?

It's a condition that usually hits people in their 30s, attacks their

system. Within about five to ten years, they usually lose all or most of their

motor skills and some mental abilities.

Is it fatal?

The disease itself, no.

Most Huntington's sufferers usually die from choking or heart failure or

something related to the symptoms.

Do you think there's a possibility that Peter Henderson doesn't even know that

he has it?

No. It's hereditary.

Passed from parent to child. One of his parents has probably already died from

it.

I've never read about that in the paper.

It's not exactly the kind of thing families like to publicize.

You two have really opened up a can of worms here.

News of this gets out and we'll all be out of work. Give me that file.

No, this is our case, okay? From what you're telling me, Peter Henderson

couldn't have fathered that child because he's in danger of passing it on

him.

What's that mean?

It means Peter Henderson's got a motive for murder.

Where are you going?

Me and the Hendersons are gonna have a talk.

Jack, wait.

If you're wrong, your career is over. Do you know that?

Listen, if I'm right, we catch a killer.

I mean, my career is a small price to pay for this justice.

Oh, is that what you thought about Lila?

I mean, was she worth your career?

Yeah, she was.

Mrs. Henderson, is your husband home?

No, he's in the city.

I need to speak with you. Do you have a moment?

Sure, Detective.

Thank

you.

We know about the Huntingtons.

Oh.

Now, I don't think it had anything to do with Chad's murder, okay?

But for me to solve the murder, I need you to tell me the truth.

So what arrangement did the three of you have?

Peter has always wanted a child.

Someone to carry on his family name.

Obviously, he couldn't have a healthy child of his own.

So he asked Chad Thomas to father my child.

He chose Chad?

came up with a contract, had Chad sign it, forfeiting any rights and

claim to any child.

Do you have a copy of this contract?

Yes, it's in my safe.

But who else knew of this arrangement?

Just us.

Chad was compensated very well for his violence.

Well, obviously not well enough.

What do you mean?

Did you know he was blackmailing your husband?

Why don't you tell me about it?

Do you know what it's like to live with Peter?

Smart, charming, rich, perfect in every which way.

Except the one thing that he inherits.

He's powerless to change.

And it's going to kill him.

Can you imagine living with something like that?

Twisted Peter.

That's why he's so determined to live life to the fullest.

That's why he started the castle.

Everything he could ever want is there.

Sex, drugs, pleasure of any kind.

He always... Pushes for something more.

He uses me like a sex toy.

Trades me around like I was nothing.

But that changed after I met Chad.

We fell in love.

And we were going to run away.

Raise a child.

Far away from Peter's control.

All I had to do was just save enough money.

But Peter had such a tight rein on all our finances.

But I managed to put some aside.

Chad was getting impatient.

He wanted everything now, now.

I wasn't ready, didn't have enough.

So he figured out a way how to get it.

Oh, by blackmailing Peter, threatening to give up the paternity of the child.

Yeah.

Yeah, when I found out about it, I was so terrified for Chad.

I know what Peter's capable of doing.

I tried to convince him to leave with me that night.

The night he died.

But he was just waiting for the last payment from Tony.

And then we could go.

Tony, the bouncer at the castle, right?

Yeah.

Tony, the one that does all my husband's dirty work.

I honestly do not remember what happened that night.

One moment...

Chad and I are making love, and the next, I'm in the hospital.

I believe you, Sarah, but I need you to tell your story again, for the record.

Can you do that?

I'll do it, as long as you can protect me from Peter.

I will.

Hi, this is Detective Norton. I need a uniform to 112 Beachfront Lane to stand

guard and take a statement.

Yep. I'll stay here until they get here.

Thank you.

So, what were you thinking for your child's name?

Hello? Lila, it's Jack. Don't hang up.

What do you want?

Listen, have you seen Peter Henderson tonight?

No, he's probably at the club.

Try there. He's there every night.

Well, listen, I'm here and Peter's not here.

Listen, he killed Chad Thomas. I believe he knows we're after him. Do me a

favor. Lock your door and just stay there until I get there, okay?

Jack, I don't want to see you.

I told you it wasn't wise to be pushing around a cop.

Clever, Lila.

Providing the police with my DNA.

Even I didn't expect that.

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

No?

Who else could have given them a sperm sample?

Not my wife. She has too much to lose.

Not Mona.

She's in love with me.

That only leaves you, my dear Lila.

You know, the police are on their way.

They're going to be here any time. I don't think so.

You were pretty convincing in your disdain for Detective Norton on the

just now.

But just in case he does decide to come and rescue you, we'll just lock the door

like he said, shall we?

Isn't that a lovely sight?

My little naked warrior.

You realize, of course, that a sperm sample is inadmissible without your

testimony.

I just need to make sure that you keep your mouth shut.

Is that what happened to Chad?

I didn't kill Chad.

Tony's the one who's good with the knife. I prefer not to get my tux

All right.

No. I'm far more capable in my man.

One move.

One move.

Lila, you all right?

Yeah.

Just breathe and relax.

Sober.

I want you to go check the perimeter.

Looks like Henderson's going to live.

Not for long.

I want everyone to catch their luck, huh, Jack?

My luck ran out years ago, Captain. True.

That was just good old -fashioned police work. You did well, Jack. Thank you.

I better deal with the fallout.

So how about Lila? Is she going to be okay?

Yeah, they're checking her out. She's a little battered and bruised and scared,

but she'll be fine. Good, because we need her to testify against that

Yeah.

Alex, listen.

Thank you.

Really. I couldn't put this together without you.

Don't worry. I got your back.

Now go in there and take her statement.

Or something.

I was scared.

What?

Scared of losing you.