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Previously on the hunting wives...

What are you sending encrypted messages for?

You're fucking crazy.

Right now, Brad feels like your whole world.

But it's not gonna be that way forever.

Why would I take advice from you?

You can't afford a pair of new boots.

Pretty, aren't they?

Yeah.

It's a .380, but don't be fooled.

It's got stopping power.

Some of y'all may have heard rumors

that I was considering throwing my hat

in the ring for governor.

If you run, everything changes.

You really want people looking at the way we have fun?

We should talk. In person.

Where are you?

Sounds like you're at a party.

Are you at the lake?

- Someone order a pizza? - Hey, boys.

Hey, honey.

I love spin the bottle.

But you don't have to do anything

you're not comfortable with.

Sorry.

Girl's name is Abby Jackson.

If I had to guess, I'd say it's a .380 caliber.

Guess what today was?

Today was the second to last gym day of our junior year.

Yeah, we're gonna be seniors.

- That's crazy. - Happy but sad.

- That's crazy. Yeah. - Happy but sad.

It's g Onna be fun. It's gonna be good.

Yeah.

- Go, team! - Whoo! Let's go, Brad!

Could you at least turn the volume down?

Sorry. Sorry, sorry, sorry.

Of our junior year.

It's just so shocking.

You didn't even know her.

Well, it's a small town.

She went to our church.

Our church?

Yeah, you know what I mean.

Well, it's morbid.

Hey, Jack.

It's time for camp, bud.

I guess I'll leave you to your two-day hangover.

I told you I didn't drink at margo's.

You were gone all night. You didn't answer my calls.

I thought you were dead in a ditch somewhere.

And Jack kept asking for you,

and I didn't know what to tell him.

I... I told you I got too much sun.

- I fell asleep. - Ready.

Yes. But you're right.

I'm sorry I made you worry.

And I'm sorry that I'm being morbid.

I will take a break from the news cycle.

Thanks.

I'm leaving in five minutes, bud.

Say goodbye to mommy, ok?

You ready for camp?

Daddy told me what you did.

What?

You killed a pig.

Yes.

I mean, remember I went hunting?

I thought hunting meant you were just looking for them.

Right. Well, I'm sorry.

But I didn't kill a pig.

I killed a boar.

And boars are big and scary.

And in Texas, there's too many of them.

They're bad.

But still, you shouldn't kill.

That is very true.

You got it. No more killing.

Let's get you ready for camp, bud.

Come on.

Hi, honey.

- These are for you. - Thank you, dear.

- It's just so awful. - Yeah.

I'm just still so shell-shocked, you know?

Thinking about the last time I saw her.

She was such a polite and sweet girl.

Jillie bean, seriously, how are you doing?

I'm ok.

- Shaken up, obviously. - Yeah.

How's Brad?

He is a mess.

- You know, he loved that girl. - Yeah.

He was practically catatonic after we told him yesterday,

just crying and moaning.

Poor baby.

I know.

And today, they want him to go in for questioning.

I mean, it's ridiculous.

He's going to baylor, for gosh sake.

Jill... You do have a lawyer, right?

Of course. Mel osborn.

He does small group on mondays.

Sweetie, this is a murder case.

You might want someone a bit more aggressive.

But why?

Bradley didn't do anything wrong.

No, no, of course not.

Just... Might as well lawyer up.

Better be safe than sorry.

Of course.

You're right.

Whatever we need to do to get it over with quick.

I mean, the good news is, he was home all night.

Is he home now?

I've got this for him.

You know, teenage boys, they just feel so much better

with something in their stomach.

Go ahead and try.

He hasn't eaten a thing since we heard the news.

Ok.

Brad, it's Mrs. Banks.

I tried calling yesterday.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

Yeah. It's ok.

Brad, sweetie, look at me.

I need to know what happened that night... With Abby.

Are you really fucking asking me that?

You think I killed her?

No, I didn't say that.

I just need to know where you went

after you left my place.

Jamie drove me straight home.

Fuck you for asking.

Brad, I believe you.

I know you.

Of course you had nothing to do with it.

But I'm just trying to have your back here by telling you

these are the type of questions people are gonna be asking you.

They're gonna ask you questions

about where you were that night.

So I need you to have my back too.

Fuck.

Maybe if I'd been there that night,

I could've saved her.

Coulda. Shoulda. Woulda. Stop torturing yourself.

You loved Abby, and I know you would have done

anything to protect her.

But right now, we gotta think about

who else needs protecting.

You know, I love your mother.

She's my best friend.

I just can't help to think, god, what if.

I would just appreciate if she never found out

where you were that night.

It's not like I go around telling her when I sneak out.

Ok, good.

And if anyone else asks, you know, like the police or

I got it.

Ok?

I'm not trying to put you through all that, or my mom.

And you'll tell Jamie too?

Whatever. Yeah.

Come the fuck on.

This is margo.

Go on and say something sweet now.

Hi. Holy shit.

This Abby Jackson thing is

is so weird and... and awful and sad.

And I'm so sorry.

I know that you knew her.

Anyway, I think, I left something at your house.

And I'm just gonna pop by and grab it.

I hope that's ok.

And this is Sophie, by the way.

Let me guess.

She's calling to complain about what a bitch I am.

Well, you were a little hard on her.

Come on.

Who gives a shit about that?

This whole Abby situation is crazy.

I know, right?

First that kaycee girl gets kidnapped, and now this?

I mean, who would have thought that maple brook

was gonna become one of those true crime towns?

It's all over the news.

Jonny better get a hold on this.

Yeah, believe me, he's working on it.

I've never seen him so fired up.

The whole department's working overtime.

Well, they have any suspects?

It's early days.

Well, Jill's worried sick, as any mother would be.

You don't think that Brad... God. No.

Absolutely not.

I mean, I don't think so.

He's heartbroken.

If I were jonny, I'd focus a little further south,

if you know what I mean.

Ok, ok. You're right.

You are so right.

The way I see it, it's just like

jed and jonny have been going on about.

Crime is skyrocketing.

Who knows what's coming across the border?

It is just not safe here anymore.

And with jonny's reelection coming up, I hate to say it,

but catching the right guy could be an opportunity.

- Hey, hey, busy boy. - Hey, baby.

I brought you a fresh shirt.

Want the blue tie or the red?

Well, what in the world is this for, exactly?

Murder of a cheerleader is huge.

You're gonna be on the news, mister.

Well, I guess blue goes better with my eyes,

but it's not like I'm trying

to make this about me, you know?

No. Baby, you care.

That's why if this had to happen anywhere,

she's lucky, we're all lucky it happened on your watch.

Why do I get the feeling

that you're buttering me up for something?

No. It's just like you said.

All-American town haunted by two violent crimes,

kaycee krummell and now sweet Abby Jackson.

National news is gonna be all over this.

So this could be an opportunity to deliver a message.

What message?

They want to open up our borders, ok.

Don't say we didn't warn 'em.

You think the immigration angle plays here?

It plays if you play it.

I got your meds.

Drop 'em, baby.

Here comes your muscle juice.

All done.

Wah-sah!

Well, shit don't fire...

You know that hunter who found Abby's body?

Yeah.

Undocumento.

Well, there you go.

For heaven's sake.

You have to cut at the five-leaf.

Clint, are you listening to me?

We need to do something about the situation.

I am organizing the candlelight vigil.

What else do you want me to do, Jill?

I am not talking about Abby.

She's in god's hands now.

I am talking about Brad.

You know the boyfriend is always the first suspect.

Yeah, on TV, Jill.

Margo was here earlier, said we need a better lawyer.

That means she thinks he did it.

Or at the very least, she thinks

other people think it.

Look, we need to get ahead of this thing,

or Brad's gonna be a victim too.

If Brad had anything to do with this,

may the lord have mercy 'cause I certainly will not.

How could you even think that?

Mom?

Hey.

Honey, I'm so glad to see that you're out of bed.

Listen, I didn't want to bother you yesterday

because you were so upset.

But now we need to talk about the other night.

What about it?

Well, obviously, you know, about

where you were.

I was grounded, home in my room all night.

Of course.

It's just... Maybe it sounds a little better

if we were more... together.

Ok, yeah.

You were here with me.

We had tacos.

We binged outer banks.

You made muddy buddies.

That's right.

Now, get dressed.

Let's head to the station and tell the sheriff

just how good my muddy buddies are.

Honey, I know it's hard,

but you have to keep your strength up.

Carol brought sandwiches,

and someone sent over some fruit

cut up to look like flowers.

Could you just eat some fruit?

I don't want fruit. I want justice.

Margo, it's Sophie.

- Flynn. - Detective neilson

calling about the shooting in winnsboro.

- What's that? - At the penny pantry.

A shooting at the penny pantry in winnsboro.

- No, I haven't heard anything. - Well, no shit.

You haven't returned any of my calls.

Well, believe it or not, we got enough going on

here in maple brook.

Look, I've got some information on the gun used.

Can I call you back?

We can help each other out

dang it, Salazar.

- Aren't you supposed to be at... - home. I know.

But something's been bothering me

since the crime scene.

What am I looking at?

Abby Jackson's ring finger.

Now, you see that?

That little dent and tan line?

It's like she had a ring she'd been wearing for a long time.

And so what? What, the killer took the ring?

But not her wallet? No. I think she took the ring off.

So was she secretly engaged and called it off?

Or was it a... a... purity ring, promise ring...

Yep. Yep. One of those.

Points to love interest, don't you think?

Well, I spoke to Abby's best friend this morning.

She was the last one to see Abby alive at the party.

And she said that Abby was looking

for her boyfriend that night.

And she was royally po'd.

Well, there you go.

Guess who's coming in for a little interview

right about now.

Let me guess.

The boyfriend.

Lucky me. Maybe I'll sit in.

Look, Salazar,

doctor said if you push yourself too hard,

you'll end up having a seizure.

Alright, and I for one don't want to be pulling

your tongue out of your mouth, or whatever it is.

How are you gonna find my tongue when you can't

find your ass with two hands?

What's that supposed to mean?

You have no witnesses.

The power outage knocked out all the cameras by the lake.

And the body was moved.

So you don't even have a real crime scene.

But tell me again how you don't need my help.

How do you know all that?

I'm still in the office text chain.

Now, come on, let's go get some snacks.

Fuck.

See anything you like?

Hi.

Sorry. I'm so sorry.

This is... i'm... mortified.

What are you doing here?

I left you a voicemail,

'cause I... I thought I left something here the other night.

And, I've looked everywhere.

I can't find my fucking gun.

Jesus, are you kidding me?

I know. I know, I know. I'm so fucked.

I'm... I'm fucked. And... and with Abby

what, you think your gun had something to do with that?

No. God, no. I just... i don't... I don't know.

I don't... I barely remember the other night at all,

so I don't... I don't know.

But you don't think that Brad or Jamie

had anything to do with it?

No.

I mean, I don't think so.

Brad did mention once that

Jamie had a thing for Abby, but...

What? What the fuck does that mean?

Wait, do you think that Jamie had something to do with this?

Probably not.

I don't think so.

I mean... Jesus, listen to us.

We gotta stop. We sound like crazy people.

Of course they had nothing to do with it.

Jamie took Brad straight home from my place.

And Abby probably got killed

by some crazy person in the woods

that had nothing to do with you or your gun

or any of us, ok?

Yeah. No, you're right, of course.

Yeah.

You really don't remember anything from that night?

I mean, between the Xanax and the Tequila

and the beer, there's

there's not a lot left, and... and... it's ok.

Everything's gonna be ok, all right?

Just breathe.

Breathe.

Deep breaths.

In and out, ok?

Just you and me, all right?

Say it.

- Just you and me. - That's right.

It's just us.

It's just us.

Good girl.

Now look at me.

I know you don't remember much from that night.

Do you remember this?

I remember.

Just want to grab a seat.

Thank you for coming in today.

Just so you know, I have briefed Mr. Thompson

on what he will and will not talk about.

Yeah, of course. That's fine. That's fine.

Brad, last time I saw you was the night

you played south lake Carrol.

How many points you have that night?

What was it, 30?

You can answer that.

I think it was 33.

Amazing.

So basically, what we're doing here today

is constructing a timeline of Abby's last night.

So she was last seen leaving the Whitaker residence.

You know it?

Yes, sir. That's creampie's house.

Do you know why Abby would have been walking

the woods alone at night?

No, but... no, and that is all you have to say.

But it's my fault.

- No, no. Brad... - no, it is.

I should have been there.

I was supposed to be there.

And if I was there, she never would have left.

Instead, she was all alone when she needed me most

'cause I was grounded for cussin'.

Poor Abby.

Hey, man, listen, anyone with eyes

could see how much you two loved each other.

And I know you want to help.

But right now, helping means I gotta ask

all the basic questions.

Ok?

So, Brad, you said that you were grounded.

Does that mean that you were home?

Yes, sir.

I was home all night with my mom, watching TV.

And

she made muddy buddies.

It was her cheat day.

I know all about that.

But there's not anybody or anything

that's gonna tell me different,

put you someplace else?

Friends, enemies, smartphone data?

Nope.

I mean, no, sir.

Well, that's that.

Thank you.

Thanks for coming down today.

What the fuck?

He's not gonna press him?

He's just... he's just sending him on his way?

Admittedly, that was not

the most thorough investigation I ever seen.

I'm surprised he didn't ask him for an autograph.

Now, what'd I tell you? Wasn't that easy?

- Painless. - Good.

Now, listen, I want you to focus on healing up

because you got a big future ahead of you.

- That's right. - Thank you, sir.

That's what Abby would have wanted.

- Ain't that right, son? - Yes, sir.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

What the hell is going on here?

Why isn't he in handcuffs?

Ms. Jackson, this is police business.

I'm gonna need you to just go ahead and calm down.

Business?

It looked like you two were gonna crack open

a couple of beers.

That boy killed my daughter.

Now, hold on a minute. That's not what this is.

My baby girl is dead,

and you're telling me to hold on?

Can't you just get off your asses and do something?

Can he go, please?

- Yes. - Ok. Yeah, of course, right?

'Cause mama will fix everything.

- Starr, please. - No!

You people think that you could do whatever you want,

right, 'cause your fancy little friends

and your fancy little lawyers are gonna protect you.

The truth is gonna come out.

And you can't lie to god.

We're all praying for you, starr.

How about I buy you a coffee?

All right.

Yeah, come on.

So you're that detective trying to find that girl?

Kaycee krummell? Yeah.

Right. Well, are there any leads?

Just about the only thing I remember

is the way he smelled.

I swear it burned right into my nose.

Vodka and cinnamon gum.

One to cover up the other, you know?

My dad used to do the same thing,

try to mask the Tequila with tic tacs,

but instead, you could smell him coming a mile away.

I just feel like no one is trying hard enough.

You have to trust the process.

We're gonna check the kid's alibi, run his phone.

I know it's hard.

And I know what I saw that day.

What'd you see?

Well... they were fighting in front of my house,

Brad and Abby.

He has a temper, and not like a boy, mind you.

There is a darkness there.

I've... I've seen it before, and I see it in him, and

and I just stood there, watching her take it.

Promise me that you will find out who did this.

I can't make promises, but I'm gonna do my best.

I know you will.

And I have faith in you.

Ok.

Seems like you've done that before.

Once, like a million years ago.

I want to know all your secrets.

What happened here?

A couple years ago,

Graham and I were trying for a second.

But there was, complications.

And when I wouldn't stop bleeding,

they said that there was nothing they could do, so...

They had to give me an emergency hysterectomy.

Honey.

I don't know, I just... I lost it.

'Cause, you know, that's that.

And Graham, he tried to help me.

He tried to understand, but he didn't get it.

I don't think he ever did.

And so I started drinking a lot.

And the night of the accident, I was

I was really fucked up.

And I know that what I lost

doesn't make me any less of a woman.

But I can't help feeling like.

I don't know.

I'm broken.

No.

Sophie, you're perfect just the way you are.

You hear me?

There's something about you that

makes me want to protect you.

That's why it scares me.

People are gonna be asking questions about that night,

about Brad and Abby.

And so I'm just worrying about

how it's gonna look to people... you know, jed, Graham

that the boys were here.

Fuck.

Yeah, the boys, I know.

So maybe if anyone asks,

it was just us here that night.

Just us.

How you holding up, Pete?

It's been hard.

The kids are upset.

Bev saw you drinking.

Drinking something out of a paper bag

is what she said.

I won't deny you your grief, but there is a feeling

that maybe you were too close to Abby.

Ok... Clint, I would never.

These kids look up to you.

How are you going to guide them through this

when you're too broken up yourself?

Come on now... look, I'll pull it together.

But these kids have questions.

And no offense, but it is me, not you,

that they come looking to for answers.

You are too familiar with them.

And this is not Louisiana.

Louisiana.

You know, when you brought me here,

you said fresh start.

And I thought all that Louisiana nonsense

there's not going to be a third act for you here, pastor.

Now, this is not me casting you out.

This is me asking you to step aside

for the greater good.

Do you understand me?

I understand you clear as a damn bell.

Hi.

This was out here for you.

I just wanted to see how you're doing

away from all the chaos.

Looks like you've had plenty of visitors, though.

I did send over an edible arrangement.

Did you get it?

Look, I understand

why you were so... Protective earlier.

I get it.

You and me aren't so different.

I'm a mama bear too.

So anyway, I spoke to Clint,

and the church is going to put up a reward.

A reward?

I know the police are doing their job,

but maybe they could use a little help

encouraging the public.

I mean, whatever it takes to find whoever did this

and bring them to justice.

As long as whoever isn't Brad.

Well, anything you need, you just let us know.

Yeah, sure.

Well, that was really something.

Yeah, it was, wasn't it?

Yeah.

So I guess I'll see you.

Not if I see you first.

- Bye. - Bye.

Hey, everything's gonna be ok.

So how was your day?

It was good.

It was really good. It's fine.

What'd you do?

I... I went through some of the boxes in the garage.

Great.

Well, how was camp, bud?

Wyatt k. Is mean.

No.

What happened?

He called me stupid.

Well, that wasn't very nice of him, was it?

Maybe he was just having a bad day.

Hey, mom, no phones at the table.

Mom.

Sorry, baby. You're right.

Who was that?

Just margo.

She was just telling me about the vigil tonight

for Abby Jackson.

The whole town is gonna be there.

Shit. You're right.

I guess I should make an appearance,

get some face time with jed.

I'll call the babysitter.

You want to watch a movie tonight, bud?

Yeah.

There you go.

Good. Great.

That works out well.

Everybody's making hay about this?

This is not how I expected the spotlight

to come to maple brook.

I can already tell I'm gonna be sick of jonny

preening around on fox news.

You hear what Clint's doing?

He's putting up a reward.

Yeah, well, it's not a competition.

A girl is dead.

I know that, obviously. Obviously.

It's just, everybody else is pitching in and helping.

Is it wrong of me to hear the call to serve as well?

No, it's not wrong.

Well, thanks for that.

Appreciate you being supportive.

There you go.

And we're gonna be lighting these

soon as the sun goes down, so thank you all for coming.

Hi.

Hey.

So glad you made it.

I'm sorry for your loss.

- Thank you. - Excu... excuse me.

Do you two know each other?

Graham, this is Jamie.

Jamie is a family friend of the banks's.

Ok.

It's nice to meet you, Jamie.

I'm sure we'll... we'll see you around.

Yeah, dude.

Sophie, Graham, come over here.

Guess the gang's all here.

Where did you meet that kid?

You met him too, at the car wash.

Remember?

- Hi. - Hi.

Graham.

Good of you to come.

Yeah, of course, of course.

- Hi, margo. - Hi, Graham.

Let's follow up in the morning, though.

Detective Flynn, I know you're headed out.

Oof!

Just about gave myself a Charley horse

running over here.

But that detective over in winnsboro called again

about the shootout at the penny pantry.

There's something about a gun.

Abigail Lynn Jackson.

Abby's going home now.

And I look out at this crowd,

all these people who loved her so much.

And I want to tell you something.

My family, Jill and Brad and I,

we are hurting just like you.

Now, grief isn't the only thing we're feeling.

We're also feeling anger.

Impatience for justice to be served.

And that is why holy horizon will be putting up

a $100,000 reward for information that leads

to the arrest of Abby's killer.

Showtime.

So... so that means, y'all, if you know something,

if you see something, tell the police.

- So sorry, starr. - Let the authorities know.

- Ms. Jackson. - Mr. Banks.

Thank you, reverend.

I believe jed banks has a word to say.

Thank you, reverend.

Your generosity of spirit will not be forgotten.

A beautiful girl like Abby

with a future brighter than the stars at night

should be able to walk home safely

without fear in her heart.

But that ain't the world we're living in.

Living in a dangerous world among dangerous people.

Porous borders.

Statehouse chickens that don't give a damn.

No, they don't.

I see crime as a cancer.

And you can't stop a cancer till you dig it out from the root.

That's why every god-fearing American

must have the right to bear arms the way they see fit.

And that's a right that needs to be protected

and exercised.

And I'll make damn sure that it is

when I become the next governor of the great state of Texas.

That's right.

Now, margo, will you come up, please, darling?

Come on up.

Ladies and gentlemen, my wife, margo banks.

The next first lady of Texas.

Thank you all. Thank you, everybody.

I know I can count on your support.

I'm gonna need every single one of you.

Thank you all and god bless Abby Jackson.

What's going on?

Maybe they found something out about Abby.

Evening, folks.

Sophie o'Neil,

I'm gonna need you to come down to the station with us.

What? Why?

Sir, we'd rather not get into all that out here.

Well... well, she's not going anywhere.

So what the hell is this?

Your wife's handgun was used at a robbery down in winnsboro.

And we need to speak with her about it.

No, no. That's ridiculous.

She doesn't... she doesn't have a gun.

We're not gun people.

I don't even know where winnsboro is.

Ma'am, if you can just come with us.

No, no, no. This is insane.

You cannot just come up to people and

sir, I need you to step aside.

You need me to step aside?

Sir, we ran the ballistics.

I... I don't... I don't understand.

Your gun was used to kill Abby Jackson.

What is he talking about?

I just need you to come with us.

We're just gonna talk about it, ok?

No, that's ridiculous.

Everything's gonna be ok.

- Sophie, just... - get me a lawyer.

Yeah, yeah, I will.

Excuse me, sir, do not put your hands on me, sir.

Soph, I will take care of it.