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Where's it coming from?
Over there.
Hello?
That's a Balenciaga.
It's like five grand.
What do you know about purses?
It's a satchel. Don't be sexist.
We'll leave a designer bag out here.
I'm guessing her.
Come on, man. Laser tag's supposed to be fun.
When your gun doesn't shoot, it's not fun.
Well, I had fun watching you get your tail handed to you by a bunch of tiny
children. Oh, good.
You got your tail handed to you by a bunch of tiny children?
No.
No. You don't want to hear this story?
Jimmy's daughter, Victoria, had a big laser tag birthday party this weekend.
She invited Uncle Nick to teach the girls how to shoot.
That's sweet.
There was nothing sweet about them. They were like miniature warriors.
They lit up Uncle Nick's bath like a Christmas tree.
Oh, wow. That's unfortunate.
He didn't have a mercy rule? No, there was no mercy in his little girl's
What's the deal, guys? I've been waiting in the parking lot.
Why?
Check your bandia map. I sent a group alert.
I did not get an alert.
Yeah, me neither.
You sent this today?
Yeah, yeah, just a few minutes ago.
Oops, forgot to press send.
It's a rookie move.
It's not coming through. There's like a 15 seconds away.
Or you could just tell us.
Dead body, Naval Station Norfolk.
Okay, grabbing her here.
Got a dead body, Naval Station Norfolk.
Man, that is awesome.
Gunshot wound to the head, small caliber, no exit wound.
Got any time of death?
Based on body temperature and lividity, I would say 12 hours ago.
ID? Sandra Holdren, 64, civilian from Bethesda.
According to the trustee, Google seems to be a hotshot financial advisor, which
explains that big rock on her finger.
In a Balenciaga bag.
Jimmy, I'm impressed.
Fashion is art.
Expensive art, and whoever killed Miss Holden wasn't interested in taking it.
So the Tesla's registered to our victim, McGee's destined for Prince, and I
found these binoculars in the bushes.
Those are opera glasses.
I don't think she was watching an opera.
No, but she must have been watching something.
Seems like an odd place to throw down a lawn chair and take in the sights.
Excuse me, petty officer.
Yes, sir.
Who plays on this soccer field?
It's a shared field, different leagues every day.
You know who played last night?
Sundays are always reserved for the youth league teams.
Why would she be watching from out here? It's not exactly front row seats.
Maybe she didn't have authorization to enter the base.
One of the MAs noticed that someone was sitting here watching the games a few
weeks ago.
He thinks it might have been her.
So a hotshot financial advisor with her. What's the name of that bag, Jimmy?
Balenciaga. Thank you. Bag on her arm. It is peeking through.
A fence watching a kid's soccer game. Why?
And how did nobody hear the gunshot?
Because the killer used a silencer.
See the burn marks around the entry wound there?
The telltale sign.
This was an execution.
My buddy at the phone company was able to trace the blocked call to her cell.
Who?
The calls were coming from her own house.
This place is incredible.
By incredible, you mean creepy.
Then, yeah, this place is incredible.
Don't touch the gargoyle.
Why?
Gargoyles wear me out. I know it's irrational. Just bear with me here.
For me, it's bath hoppers.
Yes, yes.
It's Tanja.
Isn't it?
So you're Sandra's valet?
Valet, personal assistant, house manager.
I knew something was wrong when I couldn't get a hold of her.
I was calling hospitals, worried she was in an accident, but... Murdered.
We really need to notify her next of kin.
Did Sandra have any family?
Her husband died a long time ago.
She has an adult daughter, Ruby, but they haven't spoken in years.
They had a big falling out.
About? I honestly don't know.
Sandra doesn't talk about it.
I understand.
We think that Sandra was watching a youth soccer game when she was killed.
Ruby have any kids?
She has a son who's about nine or ten, but I don't think Sandra's been to any
his games.
She knew Ruby didn't want her there.
Do you think Ruby could have anything to do with Sandra's murder?
Despite everything, I don't think she's capable of hurting her own mom.
Sandra have any enemies we should know about?
Not that I know of.
Sandra was an amazing woman.
Kind, funny.
Would you like to meet her?
You mean meet the woman who just died?
Um... Yes.
Yeah, so I'm allergic to home movies.
We aren't watching home movies.
Then what are we doing?
I could tell you, but it's easier if I tell you.
Hi, Sandra.
Hi.
I'm so glad you're here.
Take a seat.
And let's talk.
It's good to see you, Sandra.
It's nice to be seen.
Okay, hold on.
Time out.
What the hell is this?
It's an interactive hologram.
I'm going to need you to use my words.
I don't know how it works. I just know it works.
Hey, don't touch it. You're going to break it. I don't even know what it is.
You look so real.
Last month, the tech company came in and interviewed you for like two weeks
straight, asking her about her life, and then they created this whole thing.
Why? Sandra wanted to leave something for her daughter and grandson in case
couldn't make things right before.
Can I talk to her?
Sure. She'll answer your questions. Well, most of them.
Sandra, hi.
My name is Jessica.
How are you today?
I'm good, hon.
How are you?
Great.
We are here to solve your murder.
Okay, that's it. I'm out.
Where are you going?
Yeah, anywhere but here. By the way, gargoyles are better than this.
Better than a once -in -a -lifetime opportunity to interview the murder
Knight, what are you going to ask her? It's not like she knows who killed...
Hey, Sandra, who shot you?
I'm sorry, can you rephrase the question?
Well, she's not going to know directly, but maybe there's a story about her past
that can help us with our investigation.
Yeah, okay, well, that's all you. I'm going back to the land I live in and
investigate this the good old -fashioned way. You enjoy your seance.
I'll walk you out. Okay.
Okay, Sandra.
Talk about your life.
Sure, hon.
I love talking about myself.
It's called synthetic reality, and it's totally awesome.
The person being hologrammed is surrounded by hundreds of lights and
cameras. They've been interviewed for days, answering countless questions. The
dead lady had a full conversation with us. Exactly.
Once the recording is complete, the system registers trigger words, which
the hologram to communicate with the user.
So cool.
Right? Not cool. Creepy.
I am totally doing this before I die. Oh, it's going to cost you a quarter of
million dollars to be exact.
That is, unless you have the right connections.
Do you guys remember the hologram of Tupac that performed at Coachella a few
years back?
Mm -hmm.
I was there to see it live.
It changed my life.
I've actually dabbled in the art form ever since. I just try to spit on the DL
because there's only so much nerd I'm willing to show in public, you know.
There we go.
I don't know, Casey. You know, nerds are cool nowadays.
I agree to disagree.
Do you guys want to see my hologram rig or not?
I've been hiding in the back office for the past six months waiting for the
right moment to break it out. And there's never going to be a better
this one.
Casey, lead the way.
And voila!
You hologram a rat?
That, Nick, is my pet hamster, Mr.
Belvedere.
Why? The question is, why not? I needed a test subject, and Mr. Belvedere brings
me so much joy at home. So, voila, I brought him to the office.
Does it duck?
He's a hamster.
Casey, this is incredible.
I've got a thousand more questions about this one.
I've got to go check with Jimmy, see if he has anything.
I'm coming back, though.
I'm worried about you. I hologram one hamster and all of a sudden you get all
judgy.
Hey, Jimmy.
Let me ask you something.
One parent to another.
Yeah, of course. What's up?
Why would a mom who is estranged from their daughter spend weeks making a
hologram for her and not try and reconcile them?
I was wondering the same thing and I discovered that Sandra here.
had a rare melanoma that was spreading throughout her body.
She was dying.
Did she know?
According to her medical records, she was diagnosed a few months ago.
She knew she didn't have enough time to make things right with her daughter,
created a hologram to leave behind.
In the hopes that one day her daughter might interact with it, yeah.
Tell you what, man, if I couldn't see my kids before I died, I would move heaven
and earth to make sure they knew how much I love them.
Whatever drastic measure it took.
Speaking of kids, I saw your daughter just got here.
Ruby, there's no easy way to say this.
Your mother was murdered last night.
Okay.
Thanks for letting me know.
If that's all, I'm late for work.
You must think I'm heartless.
But I've been mad at my mom for so long, I don't know how to feel anything else.
Even right now.
Ruby, I understand. I really do.
But I can assure you that your mother loved you very much.
Wait, don't tell me you watched that stupid hologram thing she made.
So you know about it?
She told me about it in a letter. I won't talk to her. So she's been writing
letters trying to reconcile.
Well, that hologram might actually help us solve her murder.
How's that?
Sandra told me that she received a threatening note in the mail last week.
I found this in her nightstand and took it into evidence.
You will pay for what you did.
What did your mother do?
Why don't you ask her yourself?
I did.
She seemed very apologetic, but wouldn't give many details.
Of course she wouldn't.
And you can't find out any details because the records are sealed.
What records?
The court records.
You heard of Bernie Madoff?
The mother was like the female version.
She embezzled money from her clients?
Millions of dollars.
Why didn't she go to prison?
Ask our high -powered lawyer.
He got her off scot -free.
I can see why that'd be a tough pill to swallow for her victims.
It was.
And I'll bet one of them finally got their revenge.
Sonser built her investment advisory firm from the ground up.
Then about four years ago, she was accused of embezzling millions of
from her own clients.
But she never went to prison for it. She walked away with probation.
Stopping the risk considering how much payment she cost.
Yeah, I'd say that must have pissed off her victims.
Maybe enough to kill.
You got a list?
Working on it.
Official court records are sealed. Every plaintiff signed an ironclad NDA.
That's how they were able to keep this whole thing out of the media.
Her lawyer made sure that lawsuit never saw the light of day.
What's your lawyer's name?
Albert Beck.
I'll bet he's got a list of the people Sandra stole from.
Let's go sweet -talk him out of it.
What? We have no info on Sandra.
Yeah. So let's go see what she has to say about it.
What does she have to say?
She's laying dead and on top of people. I know.
Isn't that cool?
No, not really.
Ruby, when you were little, you had the cutest list.
And when you got mad, it was even worse.
You outgrew the list.
But unfortunately, your anger toward me never went away.
Ben was always easier for me to talk to, but I could never get on the same page
with you, Ruby.
I wanted to, believe me.
I just didn't know how.
Jeffrey.
Hi.
Sorry, I just... I was starting it up for you, and I guess I just got sucked
To tell you the truth, I've been missing her a lot.
I'm sure you meant a lot to her, too.
I'll leave you two alone.
Thanks.
What are you waiting for? Ask her where she stole millions.
I am choosing my words carefully.
Why?
It's not just something that you blurred out.
It's a hologram. It's not like you're going to offend it.
Rude is rude. It doesn't matter how you offend.
Okay, well, why don't you ask her what happened nightly? Okay.
Sandra, how did you get your business started?
Well, back in my day, there weren't that many women on Wall Street, let alone
with their own investment firms.
My mom wanted me to be a secretary or a teacher.
But I wanted to own my own business. I wanted to be in control of my own life.
Was your mother upset with your decision?
She was.
But I knew I was doing the right thing for myself.
Was stealing from your clients the right thing?
Nick.
That was the single worst choice of my life.
My heart breaks for every family that was hurt because of what I did.
And no family was hurt worse than ours, Ruby.
We both know that Ben took his own life because of the horrible choice that I
made. Who's Ben?
Her son.
He was humiliated.
And I have to live with that fact every single day.
Well, that's odd.
What is that?
The police report said he died in a car accident.
A single car accident off a bridge the same day Sandra was arrested.
It's my fault that Ben is gone.
And I understand why you can't forgive me.
I can't forgive me either.
But I am so thankful that you took Austin in.
You stepped up and you raised your nephew as your own. You always made such
choices, Ruby.
I'm so sorry that I couldn't do the same.
Ruby, you and Austin mean everything to me.
I love you, sweetie.
I've known Sandy for years, and believe me, she was all heart.
She spent the last few years giving back to charities.
She was selfless.
A selfless thief?
She never intended to steal.
Her cash flow got tight, and she borrowed from certain clients to pay off
others. Which is illegal.
She'd be the first to admit it was a terrible choice.
And a choice that maybe got her killed.
Sondra received a threatening note shortly before her murder, and we think
might have been from one of those clients she'd borrowed from.
And since the court records are sealed, you came to ask me for the list of
names. You want to solve your friend's murder?
Happy to share the list, but I think you might be barking up the wrong tree.
And why is that?
Part of Sondra's deal was to pay restitution to all of her victims, which
did. There are certainly other people out there that I would be more
of than her former victims.
Why do I get the sense that you're thinking of someone specific?
It's probably nothing.
The last time I met with Sondra, her valet, Jeffrey, was acting very strange.
He seemed agitated. And when I asked Sondra about it, she said that she had
told Jeffrey.
that she decided to take him out of her will.
Did he do something to upset her?
No, not at all. After court call and paying back her victims, her fortune was
dwindling, and she wanted to leave what she had left to her grandson, Austin.
Needless to say, that was a very uncomfortable meeting.
You okay?
Yeah. Since you made that hologram, you've been a little off.
The sentence you don't hear every day?
I'm seriously with that.
I think it's a case, you know?
The disconnect between Sandra and Ruby.
It's a little close to home for me.
You and your mom fight a lot?
Not anymore.
We haven't spoken to each other in months.
Why is that?
Hey, fair enough.
I appreciate you asking, though.
But my mom and I... It's complicated.
Does she love you?
Yeah.
Do you love her?
Yeah.
Maybe it's not as complicated as you think.
I was able to lift two sets of prints off the note Sandra received.
Sandra's, of course, and also Jeffrey's.
Well, I'm not surprised since he received the mail. Which is why I asked
Sandra's lawyer to send over a few samples of Jeffrey's handwriting.
They look like a match.
There's only seven words.
Is that really enough to make a match?
Seriously, Nick, you think that's all I got?
And what are we looking at? The postmark.
According to it, the letter originated from a post office in Boise, Idaho, a
weeks ago. Problem is, that post office closed two years ago.
So it's a fake.
Yep. Someone stamped the envelope to make it look as though it had been
but it was actually just placed inside the mailbox.
And the only person that had access to the mailbox, other than Sandra, was...
Jeffrey. Mm -hmm.
It's always the butler.
Clear.
Clear!
You here?
You got him? No.
I think Jeffrey's gone.
He took Sondra with him.
So Jeffrey bolts and takes his little hologram friend with him. Is that
considered kidnapping?
My vote is on grave robbing. Why not piracy?
Okay, all of the above.
We're thinking that Jeffrey killed Sondra because she cut him out of her
And since he knew that we're using her hologram to help us find the killer, he
took it with him.
Still no hits on the bolo.
And no cell signal or credit card purchases in the last six hours.
He's definitely on the run. Question is, where to?
As far as we can tell, he has no family, no friends nearby.
His entire life was dedicated to Sandra.
If anyone could give us an idea as to where Jeffrey went, it'd be her.
You know, I was thinking the same thing.
So I called the company that created Sandra's hologram to request their
file. Oh, smart.
They didn't give it up easily, but once they heard the words murder and
subpoena, the file magically appeared in my inbox.
Problem is, company tech warned me that the system is incredibly hard to set up,
and they're located in Switzerland, so they can't send someone out here to help
us for a week.
You don't have a week.
No, but we do have an in -house hologram expert.
Okay, I think we just about got it.
Okay, and voila.
Ooh.
No, don't cut it.
Uh, director, you're a man of details. I see this is at about 33 degrees. I need
it to be at 33 .3 degrees.
Oh, forgive me, Ms. Hines. Oh, no, forgiven.
Like I said before, crafting holograms is a matter of precision.
Understood.
Ooh.
Much better.
Pretty cool, huh?
It's incredible.
How'd you learn to do this?
Oh, by practicing on Mr. Belvedere.
On who?
Her pet rat.
You hologrammed your pet rat? No, that's ridiculous.
Mr. Belvedere is a hamster.
I'm director.
Who would hologram a rat?
I'm embarrassed I didn't see the distinction.
Well, okay.
She looks just like she did in her house.
It should work the same, too.
Sandra, hi again.
We were hoping we could ask you a few more questions.
That's why I'm here, hon.
What would you like to talk about today?
Your assistant, Jeffrey.
Well, for starters, Jeffrey's a big sweetheart.
An enormous help to me. A blessing from above.
What else would you like to know about him? Where is he?
I can't tell you where Jeffrey is in the moment because I'm a hologram. Yeah,
yeah, we know.
We don't know if he'd like going places.
With me?
Sure.
We would hit at least three farmer's markets every Sunday.
What about without you?
Well, Jeffrey's no social butterfly, that's for sure.
But he did like to get away every once in a while.
Where would he like to go?
Camping. Like you, Ruby.
I'd let him go out onto our land to recharge whenever he felt the need to
his head.
To the same spot I took you when you were a kid.
There's something magical about that place.
I just wish I'd taken you and been there more often.
I'm sure you feel the same.
Miss Hines, pull up all the land records registered to Founder Holdren. Yeah, on
it.
Okay, she purchased over 1 ,200 acres in the backwoods of Elk Creek, Virginia in
1986. Still had the deed in her name at the time of her death.
Camping spot must be somewhere on that land.
But that is way too big of a search radius. We need some kind of direction.
All we need is a guide.
Good seeing you again, Ruby.
Yeah, I appreciate you talking to us.
Let's get this over with.
Okay, I guess we're walking.
For now.
Your mom really lit up when she talked about this place. She called it a
sanctuary. Yeah, it was.
For me and Ben.
Mom thanked her at their office.
Damn. I thought this bridge was way bigger.
I guess I was smaller.
I used to climb the railings as a kid.
One day, when I was like 11, fell off and broke your arm.
Your mother told me that, too.
We're two old friends now, swapping stories over a glass of Chardonnay.
I drink beer, like you.
Wow, Agent Knight.
You just know it all.
I don't know why your mom called your injury one of the most memorable times
her life.
She said that?
The break was so bad, I couldn't even go to school.
My mom stayed home from work to take care of me.
Made all 52 flavors of Ben & Jerry's in less than two weeks.
That was the last time she put me before her career.
She did a great job growing her business.
Problem was, she forgot to raise her kid.
She mentioned that too?
She did.
And that she regretted it.
But she was thankful that your brother Ben was able to help out at home.
Help out?
More like take over.
Ben was my brother.
Protector and teacher and dad all rolled into one.
Sounds like a hell of a guy.
He was the best.
Yet my mom still screwed him over.
What she did was unforgivable.
Ben deserves better.
You're right.
Ben should still be here.
But so should your mom.
You two really think Jeffrey killed her?
I highly doubt it.
He may be cringy and an ass kisser, but he loved my mom.
And he doesn't have the balls to kill her.
It's a rugged ride.
Try to keep up.
Um, yeah, so you're in my seat.
You coming?
Oh, come on.
I forgot how fun these ATVs are.
That was the rest, right, Nick?
Mm -hmm.
There it is. The old camp.
You really think Jeffrey's there?
I don't think the fire lit itself.
We should walk the rest of the way so he doesn't hear us coming.
It's too late.
You're right.
Hate TV's are awesome.
My face is killing me.
Shouldn't have run.
I didn't know who was chasing me.
That was a federal agent.
Your first hint was when he yelled, federal agent.
Here. You can have it for the swelling.
Seriously?
Yeah, I suppose she was broken. Found those in the break room freezer.
Wand thorns.
Those are my wand thorns.
That's my bad.
Why am I here?
You will pay for what you did.
It's not exactly a love note, but it does have your handwriting and
in it.
Sandra's hologram told us where to find it. Which is why you stole the hologram
system and ran.
You were afraid of what else hollow Sandra might say.
I left a note, but I didn't steal her.
And I did not kill her.
Then why threaten her?
Because I was angry when she took me out of her will.
And... And what?
And... Someone paid me $50 ,000 to write it.
Who? I don't know.
One day out of nowhere, I got an encrypted email from somebody who said
they were a victim of one of her scams.
How were you paid?
Bitcoin. You don't get 50 grand to just write a note, but you do get that kind
of money to do a hit.
I keep telling you I did not kill her.
I swear on my mother's grave.
We don't accept mother's graves as alibis here. You got another one?
I was at my cousin's wedding in North Carolina the night Sandra died.
A hundred people saw me there.
Do you want to see pictures?
All right, so much for Casey's theory that it's always the butler. Yeah, her
theory should be it's always the butler except when the butler has an alibi.
Wait, you're telling the truth?
When Sondra was killed, he was on a timestamp video at a wedding reception
dancing with a little heart out.
Check on that.
How'd you get?
You know, I got a sixth sense about these things.
Well, can your sixth sense tell us who paid Jeffrey to threaten Sandra?
Because whoever's behind this note is the only suspect we have left.
And unfortunately, they used a special Bitcoin that is untraceable.
Oh, never say untraceable.
Parker and I came in early to help Casey fall into digital money drill. The
payment and the message to Jeffrey were both sent using a triple DES to ensure
the output was all translated to cybertext.
Mm -hmm.
It's obviously with an isolated encryption key.
Obviously. But we were able to find a back door that led us to a digital
belonging to a Jamie Two Shoes 147.
Whoever sent Jeffrey the money used the name Jamie Two Shoes on two of their
online accounts in the past.
Which means it's probably also their nickname.
And worth running by our translucent friend upstairs.
Hey, Sandra, you know anyone by the name Jamie Two -Shoes?
Oh, yes, of course I do.
And?
And what?
Tell us about him.
Tell you about who?
Jamie Two -Shoes.
Look at this. With you, she's Chatty Cathy.
I think it's the way you're asking.
Well... Sandra, what is Jamie Two -Shoes' real name, government
name?
I'm sorry, I don't understand the question.
Okay, she's gotta be tired.
Right, the first tired hologram, okay.
Sandra, how did Jamie Two -Shoes get such a cool nickname?
Oh boy, that was a really long time ago.
I remember it like it was yesterday.
Jamie was running for class president, and I was helping him prep for his big
debate. He was so nervous that he accidentally wore two different kinds of
shoes.
So she went to school with him.
Asked if it was college or high school.
College.
Sandra, what is Jamie's last name?
I'm sorry, can you rephrase?
Okay, that's it. I'm out.
Sandra.
What did you and Jamie do for fun?
Ruby, let's just say we made the most of our college experience.
I always joke with him that if people knew half of the stuff we did, he'd be
disbarred.
Is Jamie your lawyer?
The best in the business.
Albert James Beck, a .k .a. Jamie Two Shoes. He's been one of Sandra's closest
friends for 40 years.
So why would he pay Jeffrey to threaten her life?
You think Beck was trying to frame him for Sandra's murder?
But why would Beck want Sandra dead in the first place?
What was his motive?
I'm just asking.
Not that easy.
Beck's one of the top defense attorneys in the state. We have no hard evidence,
so he'll just don't want us.
Yeah, Nick's right.
We better have the goods on this guy before we haul him in and accuse him of
murder. Or we could just bring him in and hope he gives up the goods himself.
You think we can break him in interrogation?
Not us.
Then who?
When Thondra first told me she was going to do this hologram thing, I thought,
it's a waste of money.
I was wrong.
This is a beautiful gift she left behind for Ruby.
Just hope she sees it one day.
We hope so, too.
But for now, we appreciate that you're here. We could really use your help.
As you know, we've been speaking to Sandra for a few days trying to solve
murder.
But as helpful as she's been, we still have a lot of unanswered questions.
So we decided to bring in some of her friends to help elaborate on some of
she's been saying. And since she told us that you are her best friend, we just
thought that you would be the perfect guinea pig to start with. She said that?
She did.
She really loved you.
Think he's acting?
I think we're about to find out.
So, what can I do for you?
Do you have a suspect?
Here, here. Have a seat.
Actually, now that you mention it, we do. We're looking for somebody called
Jamie Two Shoes.
Does that nickname sound familiar?
No. No.
I don't think so.
Are you sure?
Because that's for Sandra.
Sandra, what is your friend Albert Beck's nickname?
I gave Albert the nickname Jamie Two Shoes back in college.
I don't think he liked it much, but I did. I made damn sure that sucker stuck.
I honestly forgot she called me that.
We're talking decades ago.
Sandra, what was the most fun that you and Jamie ever had together?
What's the point of that? Oh, that's easy.
The night we graduated, we both stripped down naked and we jumped into the
campus fountain.
Thank the Lord it was before the social media era. He was so drunk, I'm not sure
he'd even remember that night.
I think he does.
No way.
Sandra, what was the darkest time of your life?
My arrest and then the loss of my son.
Without question.
Some days I don't know how I made it through.
Sandra, where was Jamie during this time?
Right by my side.
I couldn't have done it without him.
He coached me through the settlement. He kept me out of prison.
He was much more than just my lawyer.
He was my best friend.
I loved Jamie like a brother.
I love you too, Sandy.
I didn't mean for any of this to happen.
I needed money.
And Ben was an easy target.
Sandra's son.
Sandra never embezzled any money.
I convinced Ben to help me steal the money.
Then I pinned the whole thing on him.
She was just covering for her son.
Do I kill her now?
She never stopped investigating.
Never let up.
And she was coming too close to finding out the truth.
I'm so sorry, Sandy.
So my mom never actually stole from anyone?
She just pled guilty?
The bag framed your brother.
I can't believe this.
Your mom thought Ben stole the money, so she covered for him.
She sacrificed herself so your brother wouldn't have to go to jail.
I wish I would have known what really happened.
Why do you think she never told you the truth?
Even after your...
Brother died.
Because my big brother was my hero and my best friend.
My mom wasn't going to take that away from me.
Were you guys able to find your stolen hologram?
Yes, it was hidden in Beck's office.
Stealing it was part of the plan to pin the murder onto Jeffrey.
Where is it now?
Here.
Would you like to go see her?
I'll be right behind you guys.
You ready, Ruby?
Yeah, I think so.
Tom.
Hi.
Hi, Ruby.
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