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♪ Don't blame it on me ♪

♪ Oh oh ♪

♪ Don't blame it on me ♪

♪ Oh oh oh ♪

♪ Blame it on the hustle ♪

♪ Blame it on your one-track mind ♪

Okay, Heather. Can you turn to the side for me?

- Yeah. And put your head back.

Yes. Beautiful. -

Can someone get that, please?

All right, turn to the other side.

Put your head down.

All right.

I think we got what we need. Everyone take five.

♪ Don't blame me it on me ♪

You really need to get back to Xander.

He's starting to leave me messages asking where you are.

You know how crazy it's been.

I'm starting to feel like some

type of relationship middleman.

And you definitely don't pay me enough for that.

It'll be in your Christmas bonus.

Perfect! He wants to know if y'all are still on for tonight.

- Tonight? - Mm-hmm.

- Xander! - Hey.

I've been calling you all morning. Everything okay?

Yeah. No, everything's great, I've just been...

- Busy? - Yeah.

Yeah. That's what you said yesterday.

- And the day before that. - I'm sorry.

It's just I've been trying to plan

this anniversary for months...

♪ Something that you like ♪

♪ You don't have to tell me twice ♪

♪ But don't blame it on me ♪

- You forgot? Yeah, you forgot. - No. I-I didn't forget.

No, it's just this campaign has been taking over,

and everything's gotten pushed back, so...

- Like, me. - How about tonight we go out?

Music, wine,

I put on that little black dress that you like?

You always do this, Morgan.

I'm your boyfriend, not your five o'clock.

I am doing the best that I can.

Yeah, well, until you get your priorities straight...

I can't do this anymore.

Bye, Morgan.

Oh, yeah.

Happy anniversary.

All right, show's over! Everybody, get back to work.

Looking at old photos isn't gonna solve anything.

- Here. - I know.

You, Ms. Morgan Mason, are burnt out.

Like Britney in 2007, but with hair.

- Um, thanks? - Mm-hmm.

Well, what you really need is a vacation.

What has it been, like, eight years

since you've had a day off?

- Nine. - Yeah, see?

Maybe you're right. Hold on.

Please tell me you're not downloading a dating app.

No, what was the name of that place

that keeps begging for a sponsorship?

All the influencers keep going there?

- Calm River Resort. - Boom. All right.

- Whoo! - Yes. Maybe this is what I need.

Whoa!

All inclusive?

It's not that kind of resort.

Morgan, did you read this?

"Paradise Unplugged."

- "Digital detox." -Hm.

"Cell phones, laptops and communication

with the outside world are strictly prohibited."

Morgan, this isn't paradise, this is a nightmare.

Hm, sounds like a wake-up call.

So you really think the Morgan Mason,

queen of social media, can go a whole month without her phone?

Well, Xander said I need to get my priorities straight, so...

Xander also pronounced Louboutin's Lou Buttons.

Look, if you do this, it shouldn't be for him.

It should be for you. - Hm.

I think you should go. I'll take care of everything here.

You owe it to yourself.

- Come on. - Thanks.

Okay.

System armed.

Morgan?

Um, I-I think there's some sort of mistake.

I ordered an executive pickup.

Oh? Um, you know what?

This is the second time this app has glitched this week.

I mean, you would think that, like, a billion-dollar company

could fix their own software, right?

It's no worries. Uh...

I can just cancel and get you another.

I'm already running late.

Oh! Okay, well, then, hop on in.

Yeah, I mean, it's not executive,

but, uh, company's first-class.

Dang. Wait, can you hold on one sec?

Uh, yeah, sure.

System disarmed.

Hey, Riley.

Oh, God, where did I put it?

It's not in my lower desk drawer?

Maybe I should stop in the office

before I go to the airport.

Uh... Okay.

No, I... You're right. No, I know. You, you got it.

Okay. Thank you.

I've approved the posts for the next 30 days,

so just get me those contracts

and I'll sign them before takeoff.

Already on it. And remember.

- Once you're there... - Yes. I know.

Thirty days, no phone, no communication. I got it.

I'll call you as soon as I land.

- All right, thanks, Riley. - Bye.

Okay, bye.

What do you do?

I run a social-media company.

Travel, lifestyle, fashion.

-That's so cool! -Yeah.

-What's it called? -Morgan Mason Media.

We have, like, 13 million followers.

Is that a lot?

I-I don't, I don't have social media.

So I, um, I don't really know.

I-I never started because I was afraid that I'd become,

like, too addicted to it.

Look, I'm not really that into small talk,

so we don't really, you know, have to talk.

Yeah, sure. I'm sorry about that.

Ah, thanks.

I do it all the time, I, I overshare

and, uh, I kinda scare people away a little bit.

I just, it's, it's, it's really cool

that you have so many people who care about you, that's all.

Yeah, well, my boyfriend, he broke up with me.

I'm sorry about that.

It's okay.

I'm hoping that this vacation will give me

some fresh perspective, you know?

I'm sure there are, like, so many guys who would kill

to be with a girl like you.

It's like my foster mother always said,

"People come and go in life, but the right ones,

they always stay."

Hm.

All right, and here you go. You're all set.

...177 with service to Florida.

That's me.

Okay, have a safe... flight.

Oh! Wait, wait, wait, wait!

Wait.

-I almost forgot. -Thanks.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Wow.

Wow!

There's one more thing, Ms. Mason.

-What's this? -It's for your phone.

My phone?

You are aware of our Paradise Unplugged policy?

Yeah, but I didn't know

that literally meant no phones.

I know it seems a little excessive, but it's to ensure

our guests' privacy.

Okay, we've also been quite successful

when we've taken the temptation away.

Ms. Mason, your phone is in good hands.

Thank you.

Now follow me.

Excuse me.

Who are you?

I'm... Alicia.

-Alicia? -Yeah. Morgan's friend.

She didn't tell me about any friends.

Probably because we're more like family.

Yeah, we go way back.

Did Riley not tell you I was coming?

She probably forgot.

You know how things get at the office.

Anyway, I just happened to be in town

and Morgan asked me to house sit, so...

It's time for me to start cleaning in here now,

so you need to go someplace else.

Of course. I, um, have some errands I have to run anyway.

Can I help you?

Whoa, whoa, whoa! You're gonna cut yourself.

Hm.

All right.

There. Crisis averted.

Now, you mind telling me what a stranger is doing

tanning in my boss' backyard?

"Stranger?" Morgan didn't tell you?

I'm Alicia Robertson. Morgan's friend.

Charlie.

Morgan didn't say she was having anybody over.

Oh. I'm just house sitting, actually.

Oh, what is it this time? Photo shoot in Milan?

-Business meeting in Prague? -Oh, wow.

You're really in the dark, aren't you?

Yeah, I guess so, I mean, Morgan travels so much,

it's hard to keep up.

How come I never seen you around before?

It's tough, you know, like, one week I'm in New York,

one week I'm in Paris.

Oh, you're a model?

Yes. How do you think I met Morgan?

We met on a shoot, and me and her

just kept in touch ever since.

I mean, when I told her I was gonna be in town,

she, uh, she gave me a place to stay.

Couldn't fathom me slumming it in some cheap Airbnb, right?

-That does sound like Morgan. -Hm.

So do you often come in your friend's backyard

and pick up strangers?

Well, you know, when I'm not saving supermodels,

I am Morgan's handyman.

Oh. Nice. So how'd you two meet?

Elementary school. Yeah.

Morgan and I were art nerds,

believe it or not.

And, uh, her career skyrocketed and mine, well,

let's just say I needed something to pay the bills.

Morgan was kind enough to put me on the payroll.

At least until I get my first art exhibition.

Hm. Hm.

It's nice to have someone around

who's, you know, good with his hands.

Right.

I'mma go ahead and get back to work.

-Hm. -So...

Hey.

Pass me your phone.

-My phone? -Yeah.

I don't know a lot of people in town,

and it would be nice to get to know

some of Morgan's friends on a more personal level.

Huh.

I'll keep that in mind.

You do that.

Nice meeting you, Charlie.

You gotta stop scaring me like that.

I-I'm finished. Um...

Do you want me to turn the security system on

before I leave?

Security system?

No. Um, don't worry about that.

You don't have to worry about that. I got it.

Uh, normally Morgan pays me before she leaves town.

She forgot this time. Uh...

Are you handling or should I speak to Riley?

I'll handle it. Uh, cash, right?

Give me a minute.

How much did you say it was?

You've been so great. Thank you so much, Daya.

Later!

Hey, Riley. Wasn't Morgan supposed to be off this month?

-You bet. -Oh.

I'm seeing a few purchases on some of the company cards.

You know, I really thought she'd last longer than a week.

Why, are they okay?

Yeah, she's probably giving herself

a few welcome-home gifts before she gets back.

Hm.

Keep a eye on it for me?

-Yup. Sure thing. -Thanks.

Hello?

-Hey, Alicia, it's Charlie. -Hey, Charlie.

I hope I'm not interrupting anything important.

No. Not interrupting anything at all.

Okay, uh, I was doing some work in Morgan's office the other day

and I think I left my toolbox. Any chance you could check?

-Should be near her laptop. -Laptop?

Yeah. Under the desk. In her carrying case?

Yeah, you know what, um, I'll take a look

and I'll give you a call back, okay?

Okay. Thanks.

Childhood pet?

Childhood pet...

Child...

Childhood pet...

Childhood pet...

Hm.

Hey, Charlie.

I think I found those tools of yours.

Well, look at you.

Just got back from a shoot.

I can see that.

-Found your tools. -Thank you.

-Drink? -Don't mind if I do.

-Nice. -Oh, oh. That looks expensive.

You're sure Morgan's okay with this?

Oh, yeah, of course.

She said, "Help yourself to anything."

Well, in that case, pour away.

-Here you go. -Thank you.

-To Morgan. -To Morgan.

Yeah.

Hm.

So you and her go way back, huh?

-Twenty years. -Twenty years?

Long time.

-You and her ever... -Oh, no.

Uh, we're... She's my boss, so...

-Is that weird? -What?

Your friend being your boss?

No. Are you kidding me?

I-I'm lucky to have a woman like Morgan in my life.

I mean, she's a great boss, friend...

If it wasn't for her, I don't know where I'd be.

Hm. Tell me something about her I don't know.

-Wow, okay, uh... -Yeah.

You know, she wasn't always so popular, you know?

-Really? -Yeah.

In fact, when we were kids, she was insanely shy.

Morgan? Shy? - Right.

Uh, I think it had something to do with her parents, though.

Uh, they were rich, but basically ignored her.

She had a hard time making friends, let alone eye contact.

And I think this whole social-media thing now

is her way of overcoming that.

I would've never guessed that.

There was one time, eighth grade,

I dragged her out to this party

and, uh, we're playing spin the bottle.

-Hm. -Everyone refused to kiss her.

So she ran out of there in tears, I ran after her,

told her how everybody in there was a idiot,

and, boom, she kissed me.

So nothing happened after that?

Well, I moved, and her parents figured

she'd never find another friend, so they got her a dog.

Can you believe that?

A dog?

Yup. Peaches.

You really care about her, don't you?

I know what it's like to be lonely.

Happy to see she's found another friend.

I know what that's like, too.

I'm so sorry.

No, no. It-it's not your fault.

-Thank you for the wine. -Charlie.

Charlie, wait. Charlie?

What are you doing?

-Hi, Daya. -No one's allowed to be in here.

I'm just getting some work done.

On Morgan's laptop?

That's none of your business.

She know you're using her credit cards, too?

What have you been doing? Stalking me?

I don't know who you are or where you come from,

but you are no friend of Morgan's.

Yeah, you definitely don't know who I am.

You don't know the first thing about me.

I know you hid your car on the street

and you threw your clothes in the trash.

Oh, my God, you're not even a model, are you?

Who do you think she's gonna believe when she comes back?

Huh? The help or her friend?

-You're a fraud. -What are you doing?

Someone needs to know what you're up to.

I'm calling Riley.

Daya! Daya, come here.

Daya, come here!

Daya, this is a misunderstanding!

Daya! Daya, listen to me!

Daya! You are not... Give me this phone.

You are not calling anyone! You're not calling anyone!

Let it go! Let it go!

-Give me the phone! -Ah!

Daya? Daya?

Daya, are you okay?

Daya? Shit!

Daya?

Alicia?

Charlie, what are you doing back?

I ran out of here in a hurry and forgot my tools.

-Mm-hmm. -What are you doing outside?

Uh, Daya, her car broke down.

Okay. Um, let me take a look.

No.

Uh, I mean...

-She already took a cab home. -Huh.

Yeah, she said that she's gonna call a tow-truck company

and she's gonna have them take care of it.

So you don't have to worry about her.

Really, it is no problem.

-Pop the hood for me. -Um...

Okay...

Got a little leak down here, that's crazy.

All right.

-Okay. -Uh, Charlie.

Hey, if you're worried about what happened tonight,

it's not a big deal.

-I'm not. Yeah. -You sure?

'Cause you look like you've just seen a ghost, so...

No, um,

I'm, I'm just really sorry for how things happened earlier.

You don't have to apologize. I overreacted.

-We cool? Cool. -Cool.

All right. Let me just see...

Oh. Hm. It's weird because this car looks kinda normal to me.

Uh, I'll come back in the morning

and check it out, okay?

-Thanks, Charlie. -Yeah. No problem.

Have a good night. Night, Charlie.

Daya?

Charlie?

Daya?

Daya?

Are you in there?

Daya? -

Morgan?

Did someone just post on the account?

No. These pictures need to be approved.

Wait there. I'm coming over.

Someone's gotta take care of this mess.

That's it, everyone.

Feel the earth beneath your body.

Breathe.

Excuse me. Ms. Mason.

There seems to be an emergency.

What do you mean Daya is missing?

Missing, as in vanished.

Have you tried her cell?

It's going right to voicemail.

Her family's filed a missing person's report.

I-I think they're gonna search your house.

Well, Charlie's been the only one at the house.

- Has he seen her? - I haven't spoken to him yet.

I went over to check in, and Charlie wasn't there,

and your place is a mess.

How is that possible?

Has Charlie been staying over?

No, he wouldn't do that.

Look, Morgan, I hate to cut your vacation short,

but I really think you need to be here.

Oh, my God.

You must be Xander.

I'm sorry. Uh, I was supposed to be meeting Morgan.

She didn't tell you?

I'm Alicia Robertson, Morgan's friend.

What's going on?

Why don't you come inside?

Come.

I don't get it.

I mean, why would she ask me to come over here

when she's not even here?

I'm sure she has a good reason.

You want me to give her a call when she gets off her plane?

Plane?

Frank flew her to Paris this morning.

Hold on. Frank?

Yeah. Her new guy.

She told me you knew.

It's only been a few days since the breakup,

and she's already flying to Paris with some new guy?

Hold on, wait.

She told me you guys broke up months ago, not days.

And how long has she been seeing Frank?

Three, maybe four months?

Makes sense.

Late nights at the office, not answering my calls...

And to think I came over here hoping to patch things up...

Look, I am so sorry.

Okay, it's my fault, it's my big mouth.

I never, I never should have said anything. I am so sorry.

No, it's okay.

It's refreshing for someone

to be honest for once.

Look.

If it's any consolation,

I know exactly how you feel.

I've been cheated on, too. It sucks.

But it gets better.

My mother used to always say, "People come and go in life,

but the right ones always stay."

-Wise woman. -Hm.

Thanks.

Hey.

Let's get some fresh air.

Bring that.

You comin'?

You know what?

We should get in the water.

What are you doing?

-Yeah, we can't do this. -Can't do what?

Why not?

Because I'm not about to disrespect Morgan.

I'm not about to hook up with her friend in her house.

I mean, she doesn't seem

to be respecting you very much.

And you don't even really deserve that.

Don't you want, like, a little bit of revenge?

Hey, Charlie.

I don't think I need you today.

I know what you're doin'.

-What? -Don't play dumb.

I know what I saw.

And what do you think you saw?

Oh, nothing, just Morgan's friend hooking up with her ex.

It's not funny.

I just can't believe I'm being accused by the help.

And who are you, coming into Morgan's house,

drinking all her expensive wine, wearing all of her clothes?

You're not her friend. You're a parasite.

This coming from the guy who leeched off of her

for almost ten years?

The pity hire with a failed art career

who spends his time trimming hedges and unclogging toilets?

Morgan put me in charge.

Now, if you don't get the hell out of here,

I'm gonna call the police.

Later, Charlie.

You have one new voicemail.

Hey, Morgan, it's Charlie.

Can you give me a call when you have a chance?

There's something I think you should know

about your friend.

Be careful, okay?

You've reached Charlie. Leave a message.

Hey, Charlie, uh, I'm not sure what's going on,

but I just got back, so, uh...

Can you come over tomorrow, so we can talk about it?

Okay, bye.

Oh.

Ugh.

-Xander! -I thought you were...

What? How did you know I was going to be home early?

-Um... -Oh, don't tell me. Riley.

-Yeah. -And you got me flowers.

-Uh, yeah. -So sweet.

Uh, the steaks are a little overdone,

but it's the thought that counts.

Yeah, sorry about that.

Well, how about I go get settled and I order us takeout?

-Sounds good. -All right.

All right.

Shoot.

Xander?

Who the hell has been in my house?

Can someone please tell me what the hell is going on?

I get home, my house is a mess,

someone's been posting on my account,

and to top it off, no one's seen Daya in days.

Her name's Alicia.

I mean, that's at least what she told us.

Alicia? - She told me...

She was your friend and that you asked her to house-sit.

And you believed her? I mean...

So we're just letting anyone in my house now?

She was already here when we got here.

She knew about your trip, Xander.

I mean, everything about you.

You don't necessarily assume criminal when you see

someone tanning by the pool.

-Here. -What's this?

Company purchases.

I didn't make any of these.

Apparently, Alicia did.

Cancel the cards and change all my passwords.

I don't want her having access to anything.

Already on it.

- How did she get in anyway? - She had your keys.

I-I thought you gave 'em to her.

You know, Xander's been real quiet over here.

Maybe he has something to add to the conversation.

The keys! Ah.

That driver from a few days ago.

I must have left them in her car.

If she picked me up, there must be some sort

of record of the transaction.

And where is Daya?

Hm? No one's seen her!

Alicia said she took a cab home because her car wouldn't start.

You know, I don't think we can believe anything Alicia says.

Wait, wait, wait, hold up, y'all think

she has something to do with Daya?

What? You on her side now?

Get legal and PR on standby.

And also reach out to Daya's family

and let them know that we'll do anything to help.

All right.

It's okay.

We heard from the ridesharing company.

They confirmed her name is Alicia Robertson

and she's been registered for three years.

No incidents or accidents of any kind.

So you can find her, right?

Her address on file

leads to an abandoned lot.

Looks like she's been living out of her car

for the past few years.

Is that her?

A little different from when I saw her,

but, yeah, that's her.

Our top priority right now is finding Daya.

And with your permission, we'd like to do a sweep

of the property.

Oh, yes, of course.

Wait, so do you think she had something to do with Daya?

We can't rule anything out, but from my experience

it's unlikely.

These types of criminals tend to be opportunistic,

petty crooks looking to make a quick buck.

Did she take anything?

My laptop, a couple of grand in cash.

In the meantime, I'd suggest changing the locks,

upgrading the security system.

You might even wanna look into cameras.

Most of the places in this neighborhood have them.

-I can help with that. -Thanks, Charlie.

I know this is easier said than done,

but try to relax, get some sleep tonight.

We're doing everything we can to find both Daya and Alicia.

We'll be in touch if we hear anything.

-Thank you. -You're welcome.

Hello?

Morgan, hi.

Who is this?

I wanna apologize. -Alicia?

I didn't mean for things to get out.

-Where's Daya? -I've been thinking.

Maybe all of this happened for a reason.

Maybe now I can be in one of your photo shoots.

Our followers would love that. They would totally eat it...

Alicia, listen to me.

You need to turn yourself in. You need help.

Or maybe we can go out sometime.

You always know the best new restaurants.

We can do our nails, get done up.

That is not going to happen.

Alicia?

I was afraid you would say that.

What's this?

Your computer has some

interesting things on it.

Morgan, glad I copied them

before you shut me out.

Credit card numbers, bank statements.

A bad person could do a lot of damage with this.

Is this what this is about? You want money?

I want what you have.

Alicia? Alicia?

Xander, she has everything.

She took some files from your computer.

- I mean, how bad could it be? - "How bad can it be?"

If this gets out, this will destroy my brand!

I mean, we're talking millions lost in ad revenue

when people find out that their information has been stolen.

And that's just the tip of the iceberg.

Not to mention legal fees, regulatory fines

and a PR disaster from hell.

Hey, Morgan, if this woman wanted to destroy your life,

she would have done it already.

Oh, great, that's comforting.

I mean, baby, all I'm saying is that

she's holding it as leverage.

I mean, she's not gonna leak it, because if she does,

then she loses power.

And, Morgan, you've been working your whole life

to build your business.

You think we about to let some lunatic

come and destroy it?

Come here.

We got this. Okay?

Okay, so we got 12 cameras, motion-activated,

coverage at every entrance, all right?

And best of all, remote access.

Everything's saved to the cloud.

-This is great. -Oh, and check this out.

What's that?

Remote locking. You never have to worry about your keys again.

Oh, but in case you forget...

I can't believe you really got me a camera on my keychain.

Oh, wait, hold on.

This is perfect.

Now I know you'll never forget it.

Thank you.

You know, I know I've been a little bit scatterbrained

lately, but I just wanna let you know

I appreciate everything that you do for me.

It's no problem.

I just wanna make sure you're safe.

You know, I've been meaning to ask you.

What was she like?

Alicia?

Yeah. I mean, you got to know her a little bit.

Find anything interesting?

Other than the fact she liked expensive wine,

she seemed fairly normal to me.

Hm.

-Nothing weird? -Why?

It's nothing.

Okay.

Well, I'm here if you need me.

Thanks, Charlie.

I'm gonna get to work.

Probably that's gonna work, we have another meeting

with our top clients, so, um, I'm gonna have to double...

Hi, uh, delivery for Morgan Mason.

Hold on one second. Um, yeah.

And then you know we only work with the top influencers,

so, uh... Yeah, I... Hold on.

You can put those on Riley's desk.

Down the hall, straight ahead.

-Thanks. -Sorry about that. Uh...

Beautiful.

I'll take that. - All right.

Turn to each other. Yes, ladies.

Just like that.

Thank you.

All right.

Beautiful!

All right, turn to each other.

A little left.

These are beautiful. Hm...

-Hey, babe. -Looks good.

Yes, they are so beautiful.

-Right? -Oh, wow, yeah.

Looks great.

Yes. All right.

Um...

I'mma go ahead and let you get to it. Okay?

All right. They're so good.

Oh, my God!

Someone must've leaked the story.

Alicia.

What's this?

This was made just a few hours, right before the article broke.

And, look, she's commenting under all your posts

telling people to add her new page.

Alicia Mason?

She's gained 50,000 followers in the last hour alone.

Everyone's talking about your mysterious tenant.

My tenant? Is that what they're calling her?

Squatter doesn't sound sexy.

But, look, traffic to all your socials have skyrocketed.

Ad rates are through the roof.

I don't care about that. This woman may have killed Daya.

Then let them hear your side of the story.

Let them know how dangerous she is.

-I don't know. -Look.

The police are still doing their investigating.

How about we give them a little help?

Imagine millions of your followers

on the lookout for this creep.

You get to help out the police

and gain a little clout on the side.

It's a win-win.

As some of you may know, my home was broken into last week.

Thankfully I wasn't home, but the perpetrator

gained access to my personal accounts

and made off with several of my personal belongings.

An investigation is ongoing,

but, please, if you see this woman,

contact your local authorities. She may be dangerous.

A reward of $50,000 will be given to anyone

with information leading to the arrest of Alicia Robertson.

So how do you snag seats at Modele?

Well, what's the point of having clout

if you can't use it from time to time?

Touche. Touche.

Xander, I wanted to apologize...

Don't. Listen, the past is in the past.

No, I, I wanted to let you know

that I'm gonna try putting work aside

and focusing on the things that matter.

And I want you to know that I need to give you space to grow

and understand that your business is important to you,

and I don't wanna hold you back.

I'm really glad to hear you say that.

So you never really did tell me what happened when I was gone.

What? About the sleepless nights?

You okay? Morgan! Morgan! Morgan!

- Oh, my God! My head! - Hold-hold on, don't get up.

-Don't get up. -Here.

-Hm. What happened? -You fainted.

Paramedics said your blood sugar levels plummeted.

-It's the stress. -No, I saw Alicia.

-Wait, what? -Where?

On the street, coming towards us.

No, y-you definitely need some more rest.

-No, I know what I saw. -Uh, uh...

On the plus side, you got some press.

Oh, my God! I gotta get to the office.

No, you need to rest right here.

- Someone's got to fix this. - Morgan! Morgan!

Morgan!

Mor...

Lined up five new stations for interviews.

And your reward for information should go out tomorrow.

Don't worry, Morgan, we'll find her.

You wanna talk about what happened?

No. Not really.

Okay. Well, I got some good news if you wanna hear that.

Yeah.

Your video yesterday was a huge hit.

-Tips have been streaming in. -Any leads?

Nothing yet.

That detective is on it, though.

All right, I'm about to head out.

-Can I get you anything? -A glass of wine.

Very funny.

Try to get some rest, okay? Goodnight.

Hey, Charlie.

Hey, can you come over tonight?

Xander's gonna be at work and I don't wanna be alone.

Okay, I'll see you there. Thanks.

She's following you? -Stalking.

-Well, what does she want? -I don't know.

It's-it's like she can't let go.

Uh, have you tried looking online? I mean, maybe...

There's more information we can find out about her.

If there was anything, there's nothing.

No social media, no articles.

I mean, it's like she never existed.

A ghost. - Exactly.

Well, there's no safer place to be than here.

I mean, with your security system

and your wall of paparazzi outside,

I mean, you've basically got your very own gates of Troy.

And we all know how that ended.

Okay, not the best analogy.

-Can you do me a favor? -Anything.

Can you keep an eye on the cameras for me?

I'd feel better knowing that someone I trust

is looking out for me.

We have breaking news in the Morgan Mason mystery.

The body of 55-year-old Daya Perez,

Mason's long-time maid,

has been recovered from the Hamilton River.

She was recovered a few hours ago.

Car drove straight into the river.

Alicia said that Daya was an accident.

Is that what happened?

We can't be sure until forensics have done a full sweep

of the car and we've received the coroners report.

-And how long will that take? -A few weeks.

-And Alicia? -There's some promising leads.

Yesterday we got an anonymous tip

about a woman matching Alicia's description at a local motel.

We followed up, but by the time we got there, she had fled.

She did, however, leave this.

My laptop.

Internet history seems to suggest

that she's looking to go west,

which is where we found her car,

about a 100 miles in an abandoned lot.

Well, so that's a good thing, right?

From what we can tell, she's on the move.

But to be safe, we've notified authorities across state lines.

We're also looking to see if we can disable her profile.

I rushed over as soon as I got the news.

- Y-you okay? - Yeah, yeah. I'm o... I'm okay.

I thought you had to work late.

Uh-uh, I just wanted to come, make sure you were safe.

I'll let you all catch up.

I'll be in touch if anything changes.

-Thank you. -Mm-hmm.

-Y-you okay? -Yeah, yeah, I'm good.

Okay.

Hey, Charlie, I think I can get it from here.

Mm...

Uh, so how are you feelin'?

A little better.

And a hundred miles is pretty far.

Yeah, and I can't help but think

that she's right around the corner.

It's just a matter of time before they catch her.

In the meantime, I'm here to protect you.

Come here.

You know, I know how to get your mind off this.

-Mm, you do, do you? -Yeah, I do.

How about tomorrow we have a special dinner?

Consider it our anniversary re-do.

Sounds perfect.

I'm gonna go look at that laptop

and, um, get to bed, okay?

Okay.

You sure you're okay?

Yeah.

- Good morning, Charlie. - Hey, Morgan.

Big shoot today?

Yeah. How'd you know?

Well, you never wear heels on a shoot day, so...

-Huh! -I know it's not my place.

But...

Uh, uh, Charlie, I've known you forever.

You can tell me anything.

Have you noticed anything weird with Xander lately?

Like what?

I don't know, I-I just get a weird vibe.

You know? - Vibe?

Charlie, you've never even given him a chance.

Uh, you two should go out, like, on a bro date or something.

I know you guys would hit it off.

Like a father-son kind of thing, right?

Charlie. -

I'm sorry, I-I just,

I see you and I just think...

-Never mind. -I'm happy.

And that's all that matters.

Listen, I gotta go, but, um,

we should really catch up when all this is over.

Like old times. Breakfast mimosas?

-Sounds good. -Okay.

-Have a good day. -Thanks.

Yes, that is gorgeous.

All right, do... Turn to the left. Yes.

And then do a little over the shoulder for me.

Just like that. That is perfect!

Beautiful!

Morgan?

Uh, take five, everyone.

What happened?

-I saw her. -What?

Morgan, she's not here.

-I... -Uh, let's take a rest, okay?

Come on.

Morgan, you were hallucinating.

You said you haven't slept in a week, right?

That'd do it.

It just seemed so real.

Look, we had the crew sweep the area.

You're safe. There's no one there.

I know it's gonna take some time, okay?

Just focus on the good things.

Come on, bring it in.

-Ah! -Oh, my God! Ah...

Whoa. You scared the crap out of me.

I'm sorry, I...

You forgot your wine for tonight.

I... I-it's okay, don't worry about it.

I'll get you somethin' better, okay?

No, just go home and get some rest.

Okay.

-Morgan, Morgan! -Morgan, Morgan!

- Morgan, Morgan! - Morgan, Morgan!

Morgan, Morgan! - Morgan!

Oh...

Come on, come on, come on! Ah!

Why don't you ever answer the phone?

You've reached the voicemail box

of Detective Patterson.

Alicia is in Morgan's house! You need to get there now!

Okay.

Don't move.

Hm.

Charlie?

Charlie?

- Are you down here? - Charlie.

Leave a message.

Charlie! Charlie!

What? -

Ah...

What's wrong?

What do you want?

I told you. All of it. -

Somebody help!

Alicia!

You told me you would leave us alone.

You've been talking to her?

What's going on?

Yeah, Xander.

Why don't you tell her what you've been up to?

Morgan, don't listen to her.

Sounds like everything's right on schedule.

Is this my bed?

-It's not what... -What you think?

I can guarantee you it's exactly what it looks like.

Xander here was a great help.

Weren't you, Xander?

Stashing my car, anonymous tips.

I mean, frankly, I don't know why you let this one go.

He'd do anything for a woman in need.

She told me you cheated on me.

I told her breaking up with you was the worst thing

I ever did in my life.

I, I thought you moved on.

So when she texted me and told me she was gonna leak the photo,

I did what I thought I had to do.

-I'm sorry, babe. -Oh. How could you?

If I thought she was coming back, I-I,

I never would've done it.

Oh, men!

So easily manipulated. Right, Morgan?

I never thought it would go this far!

Why don't you tell her how far you took it with me that night?

-Uh... -Huh?

Yeah, why don't you let her know

how much you enjoyed every inch of my body?

Enough!

Why are you doing this?

Because you don't deserve what you have.

Don't you know how many people would kill

for a life like yours?

What did you do to Daya?

- Daya was an accident! - You killed her.

- She got in the way. - Alicia, put the knife down!

- I did what I had to. - I believe you.

I never wanted things to go this far.

Look, I know.

Things just got out of control.

-Yes. -Okay?

I like you. I do.

Just p-put the knife down.

We can get out of here. Just me and you.

Leave all of this behind.

Come on.

-Just put it down. -Do you mean it?

I do.

I really do.

I mean it.

-Where are you going? -Let her go.

Come on, let her go, Alicia... -

-You lied! You lied, Xander! -W-w-wait.

This one has

no loyalty!

Oh, no, he... He doesn't deserve this either!

What do you know about being deserving?

You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth.

You are insane! -

You don't know the first thing about me.

When I got a taste of your life,

I finally felt what it was like... to be loved.

All of that love with a single touch of a button.

That is fake. It's all fake.

Then I'd rather live happy in a fake life

than miserable in a real one.

And the best part is...

when this is all over, the world is gonna remember me

and not you.

You don't have to do this.

Morgan!

It's just you and me now.

But don't be afraid, I'm gonna make it real easy for you.

Morgan!

Morgan.

Morgan. Come here, Morgan!

Morgan!

Charlie, I'm gonna get you out of here, okay?

Morgan!

Oh, come out, Morgan.

Morgan.

I thought you weren't afraid of the camera.

Hm.

Maybe Charlie wants to have a little fun.

Don't you, Charlie?

Oh, my God! Charlie!

Come on. Can you stand up?

Thank you.

For what you did for me back there.

Charlie, you saved my life.

That's what you do for the ones you love.

That's my friend! I'm sorry.

What happened?

-Morgan! -Riley!

Oh, thank God! Oh!

Look at you.

Charlie! What a pleasant surprise!

So remind me, how you like your eggs?

-Scrambled or over easy? -Over easy.

You finally picked up.

Well, some people are worth picking up for.

You're so sweet. Come here.

Whoa!

Thanks, Stanley.