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Previously on
Sheriff Country...

Skye, when you gonna
stop lying to me?

When you stop freaking out
every time I hang out

-with my boyfriend.
-My newly sober daughter

is hanging out
with a dude I arrested

for selling narcotics.

I need help with Skye.

I want you to move in with us.

Skye, are you okay?

-Brandon, he was dead.
-(camera shutter clicks)

MICKEY:
Boone is number two
in the department,

and the best person

to be leading
this investigation.

It's my letter of resignation.

Is two weeks enough time

for you to wrap up
your caseload?

You said Brandon was dead
when you found him.

-How did you know?
-MICKEY: You spoke to Skye.

I specifically asked you not to.

Who killed are brother?
Do you have any suspects?

-We heard Skye got brought in.
-She's a witness.

Where's the justice for Brandon?

SKYE:
Are those Brandon's brothers?

Take her inside, Dad.
I'll be right there.

I've got the first shift.

* *

* Walking the streets
of this town *

* Looking for the place
you might be found *

-* I keep a-lookin' *
-* I keep a-lookin' *

-* I keep a-hoping *
-* I keep a-hoping *

-* I keep a-waiting *
-* I keep a-waiting *

* And hesitating *

* To go in
to the wrong place in town. *

* I keep a-hoping,
I keep a-waitin' *

* To go in
to the wrong place in-- *

Sir, step back! (shouts) Stop!

(people screaming)

(groans)

* *

All right, here you go, folks.

WES:
Oh-ho-ho.

Can I get you anything else?

No, thank you, Amber.

The most important
food group: Bacon.

Would you like
some bacon, ladies?

Not hungry.

WES:
Oh, come on.

You should eat something, Skye.

We should've stayed home.

People are staring.

No one's staring.

Who's staring?

WES:
Hey, Hawkes.

How's them pancakes?

MICKEY:
Dad.

People think I killed Brandon.

You can't control
what people think.

You told the truth
to Boone and to the D.A.

Stay off social, Skye.

I'm just texting
Cousin Rick back.

He's checking in on me.

You guys have been
hanging out more.

Yeah, he's a year sober.
He gets it.

WES:
His mother lording it over you

that you hired Skye that lawyer?

Actually, I called
Miranda to thank her.

She couldn't have been nicer.

-Miranda Fraley. Yeah.
-Mm-hmm.

Skye, I think your mom
may have been sampling

some of my product

-when we're not around.
-Okay, stop.

I don't mean the honey, either.

Hmm.

It's Brandon's brothers.

It's a small town.

It's gonna happen.
Just ignore it.

Find that knife yet, Sheriff?

You boys been sitting
on my house?

You know, I could arrest you
for harassment.

The only person that needs
arresting is that girl of yours.

No, no, no, no, Mickey.

I think maybe

these boys and I ought
to take a little walk

around back.

Refill, anyone?

Wes? Mickey?

DISPATCHER:
211, armed robbery in progress.

Deputies responding.

I've got her.

Adam-1 responding.

(siren wailing)

CASSIDY:
Oh, Mickey just landed.

She's barely said
two words to me this week.

You're working Skye's case.

Half the town thinks
the sheriff is covering up

a murder for her daughter,
and the other half

thinks she shouldn't be sheriff.

Wha-bam.

CASSIDY:
That's your peace offering?

You disobeyed Mickey's orders

and you think
a donut is gonna fix it?

Oh, Mickey and I were partners
for two years. Trust me,

Carmine's plain cake with
sprinkles heals all wounds.

Morning, Sheriff.

-Care for a little, uh--
-What do we got?

CASSIDY:
Armored truck robbery.

Driver got a glimpse of a man

wearing coveralls
and a ventilator mask.

He got away
with almost 200 grand.

Conflicting reports
on which way he ran.

This is a mom and pop bank.
People aren't gonna be able

to cash their
paychecks tomorrow.

Cameras?

Up and down the street.

But get this,

every camera,
the lens is spray-painted over.

We do have a couple
witnesses who saw

a black Dodge leaving the area.
I put out a BOLO.

(indistinct radio chatter)

I'm Sheriff Fox.

How are you feeling,
mister, uh...

Carl Chaney.

My eyes burn like hell.

It's-it's like
I told your deputies,

I-I didn't see a thing.

Just a guy in white coveralls,

and a-a wall of blue paint.

Please tell me
that poor lady's gonna be okay.

BOONE:
Uh, Mr. Chaney

let off three rounds

and clipped the owner
of the car dealership.

I know them.

Tom! Heather!

-Mickey, oh, my God.
-Tom.

Heather's been shot.

How's the homecoming queen?

Hey, how's
Miss Deadwater? (groans)

she has a
through-and-through bullet wound

to the right arm.
She's lost a lot of blood.

-Go, Tom. Go with her.
-Okay.

I'll check in on you guys
as soon as I can.

BOONE:
How do you know them?

We went to high school together.

-(siren wailing)
-BOONE: Hey, Mickey,

we should talk.

And don't say "About what?"
You know what.

I can't talk about Skye's case.
It's a conflict of interest.

You know that,
not that following protocol

means anything to you.

I-I'm sorry I spoke to her.

You didn't speak to her,
you interrogated her.

Without my being there, when
I expressly asked you not to.

I brought her a bottle of water
and a banana.

She volunteered information

about her relationship
with Brandon.

Which you decided to run with.

That's my job.

Look, all I can say
is we are running down leads,

we're following up
with Brandon's suppliers,

-and the investigation
is ongoing.
-(cell phone ringing)

But if we're
gonna catch this bank robber,

we have to put
all of this behind us.

Why is the sheriff

of Alameda County calling me?

That's-that's about me,
actually.

There's...

there's a deputy position
open up in Oakland

and he's calling
for a reference.

Wow.

Took you all of two days

to move on your resignation.

It took you all of
two seconds to accept it.

I'll call him back.

I've got a lot to say.

(scoffs)

Hey, excuse me? Excuse me, sir?

DISPATCHER:
Possible suspect seen on
Decatur near Aldergrove.

-I got Decatur.
-I got this guy.

Hey, excuse me!

Ow! Ah!

-(groans)
-Well, you can keep

cutting yourself
or you can come down

and we can talk. Your call.

All right, don't move.

What's in the backpack, huh?

MICKEY:
You got the wrong guy.

Your guy's
not wearing coveralls.

It's in here.

No money, though.

CASSIDY:
None of these guys

have the money, either.

MICKEY:
There are five of these guys?

What the hell's going on?

* *

MICKEY:
An armored truck gets robbed

by a man in a ventilator mask
and white coveralls.

Sound familiar?

I didn't rob no bank.

All I did was respond to the ad.

Some guy online posted a job
paying $100 an hour

-to paint a wall.
-BOONE: A hundred an hour.

So, who hired you
for this lucrative painting gig?

SUSPECT:
I never spoke to the guy,

just emails. Said to wear
coveralls and a mask

even though we were outside.

All the supplies would be there.

And you didn't find that odd?

(man speaking Spanish)

So... that's what I did.

There were six of us.

SUSPECT 2:
An empty storefront.

One guy was painting
when I got there.

Never said a word.

SUSPECT 3:
I ran

when the shooting started.

SUSPECT 4:
A hundred bucks an hour

ain't worth getting killed.

Then I-I tried
to get back to my car,

but you guys had
roadblocks everywhere.

There were six of us.

That's the guy you want, okay?

The sixth man.

The job post has
been taken down.

These guys were communicating
with a dummy email address.

Maybe there is a sixth man.

Maybe it's one of these guys.

Hector's got priors.
Probably why he ran.

Jalen, too.

(phone chimes)

Heather's out of surgery.

Maybe she saw one of these guys.

-Come help me with my bees.
-(gasps)

Grandpa, give me my phone.

-What, this phone? Oh.
-Grandpa,

what are you doing?

I'll buy you
another one tomorrow.

I'll you get a dumb phone,
one without the internet on it.

Which is really
the smartest phone.

-(shrieks)
-Do not walk away from me!

(crying)

Come on.

It's okay.

Everything's gonna be all right.

Everything's gonna be all right.

Come on.

We need to get out of town
for a little while.

Hey, we'll go to Pismo Beach.
How about that?

You remember that, when
you were a little girl? Hmm?

No, Disneyland.

I know you remember that.

They almost kicked Grandpa
out of the Tiki Room.

You tried to do a drug deal.

Well, it's dark in there.
It's perfect.

Besides, if you had to deal
with those parrots all day,

who wouldn't want to be stoned?

All right. (sighs)

So...

What's weighing on you?

Grandpa, I...

I think I should
talk to the police.

-Mm-mm.
-There's something I know,

something that might help them

find whoever killed Brandon.

Now, you listen to me.
Listen close.

Now, I know
that you want to help,

you got a good heart.

But the burden of proof
is on them.

-(glass breaks)
-Get down!

(engine revving)

You stay there. Do not move.

Do not move!

Get back here, you bastards!

I'll cut your balls off!

Little Debrauske
sons of bitches took off.

(Wes panting)

Huh.

(lock buzzes)

How go the witness statements?

I got two more people
who say they saw

-a black Dodge leaving the area.
-(phone dings)

I got to talk to Skye.

-SKYE: Mom?
-Hi.

Brandon's brothers
didn't get the message.

Where's Grandpa?

I don't know.
He got mad and left.

They're just lashing out, Mom.
They lost their best friend.

Just like I did.

Just lock the door.

Okay? Sit tight.
I'm gonna send somebody.

I'll go. We got enough
manpower on the bank truck,

and a familiar face
could do her some good.

Thanks. Also,
I want you to get a TRO

against the Debrauske brothers.

Go to Judge Perry.
He'll push it through.

And find my dad.

And Cassidy, whatever you do...

...don't let him handle it.

Got it.

(sighs)

I'm sorry
Skye has to deal with this.

Let's go talk to Heather.

I am surprised the doctors
are releasing you so soon.

Yeah, but that's the thing.
They're not.

Doc wants her to stay overnight,
but she won't listen.

You got to forget
about the sale.

Billy's there, Jeb's there.
You know they can handle it.

We've got this, uh,
big summer blowout happening

at the car lot, and it hasn't
been the best year, so,

-we're really counting on it.
-Ow!

TOM:
Okay, that's it.

You need to get in bed.

-That's why
you're in the hospital.
-That's enough!

You know, every time
I see you in that uniform,

I think, "Where are her flannels
and ripped jeans?"

(laughs)
Heather used to shop at The Gap.

I shopped in my dad's closet.

Didn't stop all the boys
from chasing you, though.

The elusive Mickey Fox
from Deadwater.

All right, Miss
Head Cheerleader, Valedictorian.

-I could never compare with you.
-We both made straight A's.

But it still wasn't enough to
get us out of Edgewater, was it?

BOONE: Sorry. We...
we were just hoping that

you could walk us
through your morning

and tell us what you saw.

(sighs)
Okay. Um,

well, I got there early, 'cause
I open early on Thursdays.

And, uh, I heard a commotion
over by the bank.

So I went to take a look,
and then I... I felt a pain.

-(phone rings)
-Didn't even realize
I'd been shot

-until I fell.
-Um, and

did you see anyone?
A man in a painter's mask?

A black car,
maybe a license plate?

I'm sorry.
I-I think I was in shock.

I don't remember
anything like that.

TOM:
You got to catch this guy.

Mickey, I mean,
the way Edgewater's going now.

When Fred was the sheriff,

that guy laid down the law,
and people are looking to you.

(birds singing)

(dogs barking)

(door opening)

-Skye.
-Mom.

I don't have much time,
but I wanted to check on you.

What happened to your phone?

-Grandpa.
-(sighs) Where is he?

I don't know.
Cassidy went to go find him.

(Mickey sighs)

(knocking)

(quietly):
Wait here.

-(Mickey sighs)
-Oh. I know
we've never been close, but...

Hi, Miranda, Rick.

-Come in.
-Oh.

SKYE:
Hi, Aunt Miranda.

MICKEY:
Miranda, coffee?

Hey, come here.

I told my mom
that I was worried about you.

She said, "Why don't we stop by
and see how Skye's doing?"

I'm glad you came.

Of course.

It keeps me from doom-scrolling.

Well, at least I was
doom-scrolling.

My grandpa dropped my phone
in the, uh, flower vase.

Wow. (chuckles)

That sucks.

Yeah.

Yeah, but it's kind of good.

I really miss Brandon.

I know.

I miss him, too.

MICKEY:
I hope you don't mind.

Oh, in a to-go cup.
Oh, subtle as ever, Mickey.

I'm sorry, Miranda. I'm not
trying to rush you out.

You're... You got a lot of
things on your plate, I get it.

Skye's case
and this bank robbery.

I don't think I'm telling you
anything you don't already know,

but folks are talking.

They say
you're not up to the job.

They say
maybe Boone should be sheriff.

Boone's leaving Edgewater.

Folks are talking
about that, too.

Like, maybe you fired him to
keep him from looking into Skye.

That's ridiculous.

Boone resigned
before Skye was even a suspect.

-Well, you know this town.
-Yeah.

And I thought this town knew me.

I've been a cop here
for over 20 years.

I guess to some people

I will always be
the girl from Deadwater.

The drug dealer's kid.

You mean, people like my family?

Well.

RICK:
Does your mom know
that Brandon and I were friends?

It's not a big deal.

I just... I wouldn't want
her telling my mom

that I had a friend
who was dealing.

You know how she's on me,
scared that I'm gonna relapse.

-(chuckles)
-Rick, are you using?

No. Do you think
I want to go back to rehab?

Just don't mention it
to your mom, okay?

But you're good
at keeping stuff from her, so...

(laughs)
What's that supposed to mean?

I don't know.
You told me that once

when we were partying.
You don't remember?

You said, "My mom is this
amazing cop and all,

"but I could do whatever I want

and she would never
even notice,"

like you're her blind spot.

You really don't remember
saying that?

I remember, the first time
my brother brought you home,

you're right,

we made a lot
of assumptions about you.

And then, when Travis
picked you over our family,

oh, my parents
were horrible to you,

and I did not stand up to them.

I-I own that.

But I'm in charge
of this family now.

And I would love
for us to start over.

Skye needs her whole family
behind her right now.

And you and I
just might need each other.

Edgewater's first
female sheriff...

...Fraley Timber's
first female CEO?

I think we can
really help each other.

I'd like that.

You know, to be fair, I did make

a lot of assumptions
about you, too.

Yeah, but those are all true.

-(laughs)
-Look, I got to get back.

We're still dealing with
the cleanup from the mill fire.

Cal Fire really saved us.

Here, you take care, okay?

-I think I'm done with that.
-(laughs softly)

-(phone ringing)
-Rick, we're out.

-Fox.
-BOONE (over phone): Hey.

We just caught our first break.

Deputy Chang saw a black Dodge
matching the description

of the car that was seen
near the bank,

chased him down,
took the driver into custody.

Guy's got a list of priors
longer than my arm.

I think we just found
our sixth man.

BOONE:
Say hello to Dawson Raines.

Priors for conspiracy,

possession with intent to
distribute, aggravated assault.

Paroled from San Quentin
six months ago.

What's he doing in Edgewater?

Robbing an armored truck, maybe.

MICKEY:
Mr. Raines.

My name is Mickey Fox,
I'm the sheriff of Edge...

Lawyer.

Where are you going?

You said you wanted a lawyer,
I'm respecting

your constitutional rights.

DAWSON:
Ain't you gonna ask me
about the bank job?

Who said anything
about a bank robbery?

You were brought in
for traffic violations

-and evading a police officer.
-Right.

"Traffic violations."

That's why I'm cuffed
to this table.

I didn't rob that bank.

But maybe I saw something.

Something you might be
interested in.

So, you don't deny being near
that bank this morning?

I didn't say I was there.

I didn't say I wasn't.

But I will say this:
you can't prove I was there,

or else you wouldn't be asking.

All right, Mr. Raines.

Let's chat.

* *

Their damn truck
is parked out front.

AMBER:
Leave those boys alone, Wes.

Oh, hi, Wes.

We were just finishing up here.

WES:
I'll be seeing you.

Buy you a cup of coffee?

The judge already
signed the order.

Either one of those boys
come within 500 feet of Skye,

they'll be subject to arrest.

Ooh, "subject to arrest"?

That'll put the fear of God
into them.

You grew up here.

-Born and raised.
-So, you know how it is.

Somebody puts a brick
through your window,

if you don't answer,

best get ready
for the next brick.

-Let the law handle it, Wes.
-The law.

I'll protect my granddaughter.

Is that who you're protecting?

-Yes.
-'Cause from where I'm sitting,

you seem to care more
about protecting

your badass reputation.

Those boys are grieving, Wes.

You can punish them
for grieving,

or you can play it
a different way

and give those boys
some empathy.

Like Skye would.

Thanks for the coffee.

If I were willing to give you
a piece of information,

something that you could use,

what would you give me?

-My eternal gratitude.
-(laughs)

I was at 7-Eleven,

I was buying some smokes,
I heard a couple gunshots...

You ran like hell. Why?

You've seen my sheet, Sheriff.

A bank truck gets whacked

and I'm standing
a hundred yards away?

Do you think I'm gonna
wait around for the cops

to decide
I'm prime suspect material?

You're boring me, Mr. Raines.

You promised me
something I could use.

The alley between Merced
and Third.

That's where your boy ran.

Coveralls, a ventilator mask
and a big old bag

full of this town's money!

Your robber got away
down that alley.

BOONE:
He's yanking our chain.
Based off his record alone,

-he's our best suspect by far.
-Maybe.

MICKEY:
But aside from aggravated,
it's all drug stuff.

Besides, we don't have enough
to book him.

I'm not so sure it's him.
I think our perp

parked his getaway car
in that alley.

At first light,
take some deputies down,

see if the robber left a clue.

BOONE:
And what do we do with him?

Thank you for your cooperation.

-Mm-hmm.
-We appreciate it.

Yep.

(grunts)

-(handcuffs click)
-What the hell are you doing?

Arresting you.

Dawson Raines,
you're under arrest

for evading a police officer.

That's one hell of a way to show
your "eternal gratitude."

Have a good night.

-Fix that mirror for me?
-(metallic click)

Hands on the wheel.

* *

You, on the dash.

-Don't turn around.
-KYLE: We weren't gonna
hurt her.

-We were just gonna scare her.
-Shut up, Kyle.

Yeah, shut up, Kyle.

Now, I am going to guess that

this payback is not
what you had in mind

and it's probably a little
sooner than you expected.

I knew that a restraining order
was not gonna stop you boys,

'cause it sure as hell
ain't stopping me.

(metallic click)

When I was 30,

I lost my wife.

And I was crazy with grief.

I wanted to kill somebody.

I wanted to kill myself.

But what kept me alive...

...was the fact that I had
a little girl who needed me.

You got a mama who loves you.

I know. I seen it.

And she needs you.

You think that you are
standing up for your kin,

and I understand that.

But you make no damn mistake,

I will stand up for mine.

And if I do-- when I do--

they'll never find you.

Not a single piece.

(soft click)

(soft click)

Pez?

It's honey.

No?

Well...

...you have a good night.

(door closes)

* *

What?

(sighs):
Um...

I took three deputies,
we cased the alley.

No physical evidence,
but we did talk to Carmine.

-"Carmine's Donuts" Carmine?
-Your favorite.

He said there was
a silver Toyota in the alley

blocking his truck,
so he had it towed,

right around the time
of the robbery.

Probably nothing, but
I ran the plates just in case.

The car is registered
to Franklin Motors.

As in, Tom and Heather Franklin.

So I make a few calls,

ask some of the other
car dealers in town.

Franklin Motors is hurting.

Tom and Heather
have been trying to sell it.

There have been no takers yet.

I haven't even told you
the best part.

I put a surveil on the tow yard

where the silver Toyota
got taken,

because what if that's
the getaway car?

Tom Franklin picked the car up
less than an hour ago.

Let's go.

Come on.

MICKEY:
There's the car.

TOM:
Oh.

Hey, guys.

Mickey. Boone.

What, uh, what
brings you guys here?

-We're just following up
on the robbery.
-Oh. Yeah.

-How's Heather?
-She's great.

Yeah, she's doing great.

Why, did...

-did she tell you different?
-No.

-Just asking.
-Oh.

Yeah, well...

you know, they want to keep her
an extra night in the hospital,

and it's making her
pretty crazy, so...

Nice car.

Oh, this? Yeah.

Yeah, it's, uh, it's a nice one.

But you're a truck girl, Mickey.
I know that.

I got a Chevy
you'd look real good in.

You want to take it
for a test-drive?

-No, that's okay.
-Okay.

Another time, maybe.

Well, I better get back to work.

-Big sale happening.
-Yeah.

Oh.
(chuckles)

You guys, uh, you guys
have a good day, okay?

See you.

You thinking what I'm thinking?

-She did it.
-He did it.

She did it?

-MICKEY: Yes.
-No, he did it.

* *

BOONE:
Let me get this straight.
You think

-our sixth man...
-Is a woman. Yeah, absolutely.

I love it, but...

all those witnesses who said
that they saw a man?

They think they saw a man.

Masked, hooded coveralls,
did not speak.

How could they be sure?

They saw what Heather
wanted them to see.

It was a genius plan.

Except, she didn't count
on one thing.

-Getting shot.
-(gunshots)

She needed medical attention.

So, she took a calculated risk.

She stashed her disguise
and the money

in the trunk of the getaway car,

went back to the crime scene.

She thought she'd go back
for the car later.

But unfortunately,

-the car got towed.
-Which is the first problem

with your theory.

Because we know
that Tom picked up the car

from the tow lot, not Heather.

Because the docs
wouldn't discharge Heather.

Didn't you see how badly she
wanted to leave the hospital?

The thought of the money sitting
in the car one extra night.

So she had to let Tom in
on her plan

so he can go retrieve the car.

Maybe. But there's
another possibility.

We know that Tom's car lot
has been hurting.

-Their car lot, but go on.
-He hired the decoy painters,

he robbed the bank truck
and almost got away with it

but for one little hiccup:
Heather got shot.

(gunshot)

So, Tom's got to call
an audible.

He runs back
to take care of Heather,

leaves the money in the car,

and it's still there now.

All right, well, at least
that's one thing we agree on.

I'm gonna call Judge Chapman
for a search warrant.

In the meantime, we cannot
let that car out of our sight.

* *

BOONE:
Donut?

-Plain cake with sprinkles.
-Mm-mm.

Suit yourself.

You know...

...they could have
done it together,

Tom and Heather.

Mm-mm. I don't think so.

Did you see the way Heather
looked at him in the hospital?

She's so sick of him.

This is about more
than money for Heather.

This is about freedom.

-I still like Tom for it.
-No way.

Think of the planning
that went into this.

The attention to detail.

L-Look, I've known
these people my whole life.

Heather was always
the smartest kid in school. Tom?

(blows raspberry)
Not so much.

This is your problem, Mickey,

is you're too close
to this town.

You know everybody,
and sometimes,

i-it kind of keeps you
from seeing things clearly.

I have to follow the evidence,
no matter what it leads me to.

-Or who.
-Are we talking about

the bank robbery or Skye's case?

Look, you have to follow
the evidence,

the evidence is important,

but who people are--
their history, their family--

-that matters, too.
-Aww, gee, thanks.

That-that had never
occurred to me.

(car alarm chirps)

Ah, crap.
Mickey, he's on the move.

(seat belt clicks)

* *

-Don't let him see you.
-Stop telling me how to drive.

MICKEY:
Come on, Tom.

Run a light, forget to signal,

something,
so I can pull you over.

Just pull him over.

I'm happy to knock out
a taillight to get this jerk.

Right, and leave me to explain
the dashcam footage

when the judge wants
to throw out the case.

You can save those tactics
for when you're in Oakland.

Oof. Bet you can't wait.

I can't take a step
out of line right now.

-It's like I'm under
a microscope.
-And that's...

my fault how?

Because of Skye's case, Boone.

People think I'm a dirty cop.

You're under a microscope

because you're
the sheriff, Mickey.

It goes along
with the territory.

MICKEY:
Where is he going?

BOONE:
He's going home.

Quick, hit the lights.

It's not a legal search.

We don't have a warrant.

Just do it.

(tires screech)

Well...
there went that opportunity.

I've got deputies on the house
in case Tom

tries to move the money.

We could just bring them in.

Put the screws to them.

It'll never work.

Tom's too loyal.
And Heather is too smart.

She'd know we don't have enough
for a warrant.

Is he too loyal?

When you asked him
how Heather was doing,

did you notice,
he was, like, a little...

-MICKEY: How's Heather?
-TOM: Yeah, she's doing great.

Why, did...
did she tell you different?

-Paranoid.
-Yes. And then, what about her?

BOONE:
You yourself said
she's sick of him.

-She wants to leave him.
-They don't trust each other.

We can use that.
Drive a wedge between them.

It wouldn't take much.

(knock on door)

HEATHER:
Hey, Mickey. Tom's on his way.

I'm-I'm sorry,
can we talk another time?

Tom's not coming.

I'll explain in the car.

(clears throat)
Oh, hey.

Hey, Boone. I'm just, uh,

going to get Heather
from the hospital.

Tom, I hate to be the one
to tell you this,

but we should talk
about Heather.

Y-Yeah, okay.

There is no easy way
to say this, but...

we've known each other
a long time,

so I'm just gonna say it.

We think Tom may have robbed
the armored truck.

(Heather laughs)

Come on, Mickey.

This is Tom we're talking about.

Mickey goes way back
with you guys,

her brain goes straight
to Heather.

But here's the thing, Tom.

When we confronted
Heather about it,

-she pointed the finger at you.
-What?

Wait, she said
I planned the robbery?

Tom couldn't plan a picnic,
much less a robbery.

What about a romantic getaway?

While you were in the hospital,

he booked two tickets
to Costa Rica.

For himself and a "friend."

TOM:
Costa Rica?

-Yeah, yeah, her trip...
-W-With who?

It's Kevin Ryland. Right?

-I can't say.
-(exhales)

-You know she DMs him sometimes?
-No.

Yeah. He's an investment banker,
you know.

HEATHER:
Tom would never leave me.

He can't live without me.

What are you up to, Mickey?

Follow me.

Wait, what's he,
what's he doing?

Thomas?

Stop talking to him right now.

TOM:
You're gonna leave me, huh?

After I covered for you?

No, no. They are lying to you.

We are being played.

You're playing me, Heather.

-You did this to us.
-(car alarm chirps)

Tom, no!

No.
(gasps)

Well, I think you've caused
enough damage for one day,

and it's time to go home.

(clears throat)
Excuse me. Nope.

Boone, what shade is that?
You see, there?

That looks like

the same color that the robber
sprayed in Carl's face.

I believe it's called
"search warrant blue."

HEATHER:
Tom?

You don't need a search warrant.

-Tom.
-Just stop it, Heather, okay?

It's all right here.

See?

Whew.

We're bankrupt, we're penniless,

and I don't want
to give all of that up.

It's the house,
it's-it's the cars,

it's private school
for the girls. I...

-(shouts)
-You're okay. Turn around.

So...

-you robbed the bank truck.
-(handcuffs clicking)

HEATHER:
When they wouldn't let me
out of the hospital,

I asked him
to go pick up the car.

Go easy on him, please.

He was just trying to help.

MICKEY:
You were right.
They didn't trust each other,

and I only saw her perspective,

not his.

I want you to know,

I don't think
Skye killed Brandon.

I don't think
she didn't kill him, either.

I go where
the evidence takes me.

-I have to stay neutral.
-I know.

And if I can't be the one
investigating Brandon's murder,

I'm glad it's you.

You're a good cop, Boone.

It's, uh, what I told
the sheriff down in Oakland.

* *

So, for the next few weeks,
we just...

-Yeah, we'll just...
-Yeah.

Thanks.

I probably shouldn't
tell you this,

but the D.A. is moving
off of Skye.

Turns out that Brandon was not
just some low-level pusher.

He was running
with some very bad guys.

Okay?

(exhales)

This is a good thing.
Take the win.

Boone.

Thanks.

Ah.
(chuckles)

-(exhales sharply)
-(laughs)

No, I'm just playing. No, here.

(both laugh)

Mmm.

(sign buzzing)

(water running in distance)

* *

*

*

* *

MICKEY:
So, Mr. Deep Cover,
who bailed you out?

DEA has a slush fund
for "bails and buys."

(laughs)

Which I'm guessing
you're the poster boy for.

Yeah, I may have made a dent.

(both laugh)

It was crazy.

It's 8:00 in the morning,
I'm about to meet an informant,

and then, pop, pop, pop.

I look over and there's
some guy in coveralls

booking it away from the bank
with a duffel bag.

Couldn't believe it.

I can't believe you were up
at 8:00 in the morning.

(laughs)

You didn't have to do that,
you know,

get yourself arrested
just to tell me what you saw.

Well, I tried calling you,
but you didn't pick up.

I was a little busy.

Besides, I thought
you wanted a date.

(laughs)

Seriously, though.

You could have blown your cover.

I never would let that happen.

And I know that this case
is a big deal for you.

There's a lot of pressure.

And everything that's going on
with your daughter...

How's she holding up?

Oh. That's not us.

That's not what we do.

I know.

-But I've been thinking...
-Uh-huh?

...maybe it could be.

* *

Uh-oh.

-I should probably go.
-Listen...

-No, no, it's all right.
-Hold on.

It's all right.

I got to go.

DEPUTY:
Deputy Boone?

-Yeah.
-This gentleman says

you're expecting him?

-JERRY: I'm Jerry.
-Um...

I have a shop
down on Aldergrove?

-Uh, you left me
a voicemail asking...
-Right.

...if I'd be willing to come in.

Jerry. Jerry...

-...Sager.
-That's me.

Uh, sorry, it's been a few days.
Uh, fishing trip.

No worries. Um, please, here.

Have a seat. Thank you.

Um...

...so we're investigating
the Debrauske case.

We've heard reports
that Brandon Debrauske

had been dealing drugs
out of Jameson Park.

Your shop's
right down the street.

Did you ever see
anything like that?

The kid was a drug dealer.

As a matter of fact,

a few days
before Brandon was killed,

I helped Mickey arrest him.

-What do you mean, "arrest him"?
-He was running down the street,

she was chasing him and,
and I helped her stop him.

-And then what happened?
-Well, she took his drugs

and put him in the car
and they drove away.

I assume she was
taking him to jail,

but now that I think about it,
he died a couple days later.

So maybe she didn't.

*

CASSIDY:
Boone, it's not how it sounds.

Jerry, will you do me a favor?

There's a conference room
right here.

I'll be right in
to take your statement.

-Just a second.
-JERRY: Okay.

All right. Thank you.

Okay.

Mickey didn't arrest him.

Yes, she took his drugs.

She was trying
to keep Skye clean.

But then she let him go.

And-and you know this how?

I was at Travis's,
and I saw her,

with Brandon in her truck.

Who are you calling?

The district attorney.

You got to give him a statement.

Yeah. Deputy Boone
over in Edgewater.

(thunder rumbles)

(Wes groans softly)

I got to say, I'm impressed.

(laughs):
Using decoy painters,

making everyone think
the thief was a man?

I always knew
that Heather Franklin

was gonna amount to something.

What? I can still
celebrate your victory

and appreciate the tradecraft.

(strains):
Oh. Hold that thought.

(grunts)

Hey, Mom.

Hey. I made your favorite:
French toast.

Just how you like it,
extra crispy.

Mom, Brandon's case?

I know you're
not involved, but...

the missing knife.

If would help the police
if... if they had it, right?

You're right, I'm not involved.

But in general?

Uh, if the deputies
had the murder weapon,

it would help
the investigation, yeah.

*

Is there something
you want to tell me?

I don't want to keep things
from you anymore.

I-I don't want
to be your blind spot.

Skye, what is it?

I bought the knife.

The knife?

You bought the knife?

It was a gift for Brandon, okay?
He helped me pick it out.

I was gonna say something,
I was, but then

Boone found out
me and Brandon were fighting,

and I got scared
and then Grandpa told me

not to talk
to the police, so I...

-He what?
-I'm sorry, Mom.

-(sighs)
-I'm so sorry.

All right.

Do you know
what kind of knife it was?

No, I forget the name,
but I think

I have the receipt upstairs.

Okay, good. Good.

I want you to go find it,
we're gonna call Boone

and we're gonna
get ahead of this.

Okay? It's gonna be okay.

-Okay.
-Skye.

I'm glad you told me.

(sighs, sniffles)

-(pounding on door)
-(thunder crashes)

* *

-Boone, what are you...
-BOONE: Michaela Frances Fox,

we have a warrant
to search the premises.

Is anyone else home?

Uh, B-Boone,
I-I know what this is about.

I don't think you do, Mickey.

I need you to step out
of the house, please.

* Change is round the corner *

* Backs against the wall *

* And a chip up
on that shoulder. *

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