All language subtitles for High.Potential.S02E18.WEB

-Hey, good morning.
-Good morning.

-How you doing? You good?
-Yeah.

Morning. What can I get you?

Miss? Are you okay?

Oh, my gosh! Help!

Help! Somebody, please!

Good morning.

Can't believe I worked on that
stupid thing for two weeks.

Paul Cezanne hated
everything he ever painted,

and he's considered
one of the greats.

Yeah, after he died.

Well, he worked on The
Large Bathers for seven years.

I don't have years.

I have art school reps
coming to my showcase soon

and I've literally got nothing.

You've got a couple days.

Plus, I really like
what you've done so far.

You're my mom.
You're supposed to love it.

That is not true. That textile
thing you did was boring.

And a little derivative.

Okay, uh, why don't you go
and pack your bag
for your dad's house?

Okay.

Art isn't like your job, Mom.

I don't just get to look around
and, like, notice things.

It's a little more than that.
But okay.

I have to come up with
something completely original,

something so undeniable
it stands out.

Because if I don't,
then I might not get
another shot at being noticed

or getting a scholarship.

Hey, listen.
I lived with an artist before
you came along, remember?

Your dad used to fill up
so many garbage cans

with some
really beautiful stuff
that he thought was trash.

You know, the points where
he was the most frustrated

and he was about to give up,

that's usually
when he would come up
with something very special.

And you will too.

But you can't give up.

Okay, okay, I got it.

What if your final showcase
piece is the trash can
full of your art?

Okey doke. Uh...

I've got an idea.

How about over
the next couple of days,
you wanna talk to your sister,

-you run it by me first?
-Rosenberg would've called that

-a finished piece.
-I know. Have a wonderful day.

-I love you.
-I love you too.

No, I'm saying...

...if you wanna judge
my lavender oat milk latte,

-you should
at least try it first.
-No, I don't think so.

- Lavender is for soap,
not for sipping.
- Oh, my gosh.

You know, you really
didn't have to drive me.

-You were on the way.
-Mmm.

-Thank you.
-You're welcome.

Yeah.

Yeah, I can head right over.
Just, uh, shoot me the address.

Oh. I'm already there.

Thank you. Okay. Excuse me.

Oh. What's going on here? Bring
your girlfriend to work day?

Lucia's one of the
managers here. She handles
all their VIP guests.

-She want to comp me
a room sometime?
-I'll ask her.

Really?

Everyone's on fire
this morning.

Major Crimes got the call
because she's high profile.

-She is? Who is she?
-Mm-hmm.

Vera Hensley from The
Big Fix with Vera and Frank.

-I've never seen it.
-Yeah, it's a husband
and wife team.

They repair houses, do
renovations, things like that.

Well, I've got three kids.

I don't really have time
to build my own deck.

She's not exactly
dressed for a pool day.
What's she doing out here?

A few hotel guests said
she was already laying here
when they came up this morning.

-Think she's been here
all night?
-Maybe she stumbled out drunk,

-fell in the pool
and hit her head.
-No.

Look at her hair, it's styled.

Ah!

I mean, it's frizzy.

I agree it got wet,
but you ever seen a woman
come out of the water?

It'd be all plastered
to the side of her face,

not round and bouncy.

-It didn't rain last night.
-So how'd she get wet?

Sprinklers.

Yeah,
they probably run at night
when the guests aren't around.

Which means there was no one
here to witness her attack.

That's assuming
that it happened here.

Well, if she was killed
somewhere else,
we'd better find out where

before Vera's killer
has time to clean it up.

-Vera Hensley?
-Yes, anything you can tell us.

Her room number,
when she checked in.

Oh, she's not staying here,

but her husband,
Frank Hensley, is a DNA guest.

Do not announce.
Very high profile.

Only essential
staff have access.

He's been staying
in the penthouse,
checked in a few days ago.

Okay, give us
one of those master key cards.

We're gonna go
snoop around his room.

We'll knock.
Can you access cameras?

Uh, we only have cameras
by the pool, the elevator,
and the lobby, but I... Huh.

That's weird.

These cameras were,
uh, turned off last night.

Off or erased?

I wouldn't know.
I'm guest relations.

I'll put our IT team on it.

Let's go talk to your VIP.

Vera and I were never apart.

We lived together.
We worked together.

Our show is our life.

Is it true you guys
met at a hardware store?

You watch the show?

My girlfriend and I
are moving into a place
that needs a bit of work

and, uh,
The Big Fix taught me a lot.

Our first place together was a
two-bedroom house off Van Ness.

Crooked floors,
no storage, no light.

Every project started
as a problem that Vera and
I couldn't afford to ignore.

Can I ask what time the two
of you went to bed last night?

Vera wasn't staying here.

So this isn't her bra?

I invited some friends
over last night.

I guess it got kind of wild.

Mr. Hensley, if Vera wasn't
here with you last night,

why was she at the hotel?

I wish I knew.

Okay, so where's the lamp?

And the brass candle holders,
and the stone bookend?

I don't know.

So, his wife dies in the
same hotel he's staying in
and he never saw her?

Please.

Sounds like Vera found out
that Frank was here partying,

confronted him and
things got out of hand.

-Okay, so why aren't
we bringing him in?
-Cause we need evidence.

Right now, we can't
even prove that Vera
came up to this floor.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Uh, that'll do it.

Yeah, they're
taking me in right now.

-Where'd you park?
-On the street
like a sane person.

You think I'm paying
hotel prices?

-We reimburse.
-You do?

Yeah, you save the receipt,
fill out an expense report--

Oh, God. No, forget it.
You lost me. Bye.

- I said it's over.
It's done.
- It's not too late.

We can be together. No cities.

Just seasons. And frosty trees.

W-Why?

I know. It's terrible.
Try not to worry too much.

I love you. Bye.

-Everything okay?
-Hmm? Yeah.

Lucia's just
having a hard time.

-With what?
-Uh, with the murder
at her hotel.

Most people
don't show up to work
expecting to see a dead body.

Right.

Just last week, I was watching
Vera and Frank put together
a banquette

and now we're trying to
find out if he killed her.

This is new.

Oh.

Yeah, it's a gift from Lucia.

It's, uh, gypsum sand.

She said it's rare.

Like what we have.

She's right. It is rare.

I loved Vera.

The kind of love where you rent
out the penthouse suite

-to hook up
with other women, right?
-No.

- So the bra was yours?
- -We checked your records, Frank.

This wasn't the first time
you wanted to fly solo, was it?

But you thought what she didn't
know wouldn't hurt her.

Only she did find out about the
women, the lies, the partying.

You went behind her back

while telling
the world that you loved her.

I did. Vera and I were always
honest with each other, okay?

I don't know what
she was doing in that hotel.

I didn't even see her.

Okay, so you're
cheating on your wife
in the same hotel...

I heard Lucia
works at that hotel.

-Small world.
-Yeah.

I guess.

Being the happy couple that you
see on TV fixing houses,

that was our brand, okay?

That wasn't who we were,
not always.

Sometimes...

Look,
we like to do our own thing.

I mean, as far as I know,
having a good time
is not a crime.

No, it is not.

But knocking your wife out

when she walks in on you
with another woman

and then moving her dead body
so you can clean up
the evidence,

-that would be a crime.
-My client's said enough.

Call us when you
actually have something.

The bloody fingerprint
on the elevator button matches

Vera's blood imprint.

Mmm. So, we know Vera
went up to the penthouse.

That means Frank either
wasn't there at the same time

-or he's lying about
not having seen her.
-I checked the hotel records.

Frank and Vera had a joint
account at the Blackwell Hotel.

So if one of them
booked a hotel room,

the other would receive
a digital key on their phone
automatically.

Then maybe Vera saw where
Frank was and wasn't as happy

about his partying as
he wants us to believe.

Okay, and what about the items
that were missing from
the hotel room?

Yes, found them
in the hotel dumpster

and pieces on
the penthouse floor.

Looks like there was a fight
and someone tried to clean up.

But there was one item
we couldn't find anywhere.

The ME says Vera's
head wound is consistent

with the shape and
size of that bookend.

So, we know what
the murder weapon was,
but we don't know where it is?

Tell me the hotel
cameras caught something.

CCU is still working on
it but we should know soon.

Did you talk to the people
Frank was partying with?

Yeah, he gave us
four names, all friends.

Most of them work for him.
His manager, Aaron Rothman.

One of his producers,
Lois Mendel.

His stylist, Talia Cruz.

And last, his best friend
from college, Boyd Hollis.

Do we think
they're covering for him?

Well, if they worked for
him, they have financial motive

to keep Vera from going public
about Frank's indiscretions.

Boyd took some photos
at their party last night.

Wait a second.

Who's this guy?

None of Frank's friends
mentioned anyone else

being around last night,
did they?

And you've never
seen him before?

No. You guys?

Maybe someone at the hotel
knows who he is.

Morgan and I will go back.
We can check with Lucia.

Maybe ask around.

You gonna get that?

- Kind of thought
it was decorative.

Hello.

Morgan, this is Willa Quinn.

What do you want?

To warn you about the danger
you're headed into.

Believe it or not,
I'm not your enemy.

I'm the person that warns you
before the enemy reaches you.

The way
it reached Eric Hayworth?

I think we both know
that wasn't a suicide.

There's no way to catch up when
the people that are helping you

are helping me too.
Back off, Morgan.

If you wanna threaten me,
I think you should come
and do it to my fa--

Did she just hang up on me?

Willa said the people helping
you are helping her too?

Those were her exact words?

Yep.

So, either she's
got someone working for her
in the precinct,

or she wants me to think
that she does.

What?

Willa was seen leaving
the Beverly Palms Country Club

with Nick Wagner Sr.
Captain Wagner's father.

Wha...

-Do we know why?
-No.

A while back,
the captain flat out asked me

how to get you to let him
in on the Roman investigation.

So I think we need to
consider the possibility

- that both Wagners
are working with Willa.

Does he know we know this?

Soto asked him
about his involvement.
He denies having any.

Thank you for telling me.

Does he look familiar?

Yeah, he's a guest, or was.

- He checked out
a few minutes ago. Uh...
- Hmm.

Charles Hale. Yep, that's him.

Got a phone number?

-Uh-huh.
-Thanks.

I'm here for Detective Karadec.

Charles, thanks for coming in.

-Yeah.
-Right this way.

My plane leaves in a few hours.

This won't take long.
Please have a seat.

Just a few questions.

It's my understanding
you were staying at
the Blackwell Hotel, correct?

Yeah.
Is this about Vera Hensley?

-It is.
How do you know her husband?
-I don't.

I met him at the hotel bar.

I recognized him
from The Big Fix.

-Mmm.
-Figured, what the hell?
Say hi.

And he introduced me
to all his friends.

-Was Vera with them?
-No.

Did you hear or see anything
that would make you think
that Frank

or his friends might wanna
hurt Vera if she were there?

No. But...

there was a guy, 40s,
white, he was on his own.

He was looking for her.
He gave me a bad vibe.

Did you get a good look
at this guy? Enough
to give us a description?

Hey.

Hey.

There you are.
I was looking for you.

Yeah, I figured
we should probably talk.

Which thing would you
like to start with?

Are you working with
your father and Willa Quinn?

No. Absolutely not.

I believe you.

Good.

My subpoena
to search Willa's office
in New York got shut down,

but I'm not done trying.

Well, I had an idea.

Only I can't do it
and you should certainly
not get caught doing it.

Okay, you got it.

We'll circle back
to the other thing later.

I look forward to it.

Sorry, sorry.

-You burned the house down yet?
-Thought about it.

-Can't figure out
what you wanna do still?
-I actually have one idea.

But you might not like it.

I don't have to like it.

Well, that box of all Dad's
stuff that you keep
in your closet.

-Can I use it?
-For what?

I don't know yet, but I promise
I'll take good care of it.

Ava, listen, I saved
all that stuff for you, okay?

You do whatever
you want with it.

-Really?
-Yeah, but that's it.

Don't touch anything else
in my closet, okay?

Gotta go. I'll see you soon.

You think this is our guy?

Well, we showed the sketch
to Frank's friends,

but none of 'em saw him,
so we're sending it
over to hotel staff.

Maybe we get lucky.

Wait a sec.

I've seen those eyes before.

As much as I'd love
to put Vera's killer
together piece by piece,

unfortunately, Morgan, we're
not playing Mr. Potato Head.

Yeah? Well, maybe we should be.

You're telling me
that's not the exact same
mouth, and her nose

and beauty mark,
and her eyes and ears,
and this guy's forehead?

The reason no one's seen
our mystery man is because
he doesn't exist.

Charles just Frankensteined
a bunch of features from
Frank's friends together,

and we drew a picture about it.
Where is he?

He's gone.
We had no reason to hold him.

He's not answering.

Daphne's got something for us.

CCU was able to recover
some footage

from the Blackwell elevators
off the hotel computer.

I'm just looking through it.

ME places Vera's death between
2:00 and 4:00 in the morning.

Start looking around there. She
was killed in the penthouse.

I don't think he'd wait
to bring her to the pool.

Here's something.

Okay, you could
fit a body in that cart.

Lucia's on the way.

I told her we have
some questions about
the investigation.

I have something
I need to tell you, guys.

I probably
should've mentioned it earlier.

-What is it?
-Um...

This morning, I saw Lucia
and Charles Hale together.

They were having a...

conversation.

A conversation?

Yeah, I couldn't really
make out what they were saying.

It was something about
no cities, just seasons,
and frosty trees.

I don't know.
I couldn't make sense of it.

All I can tell you is
it didn't make me feel good

because
they were very friendly.

Well, Morgan, Lucia works
for the hotel and she talks
to lots of the guests.

You think
that Lucia is involved

with the man who may
have killed Vera Hensley?

Look, I don't
wanna be right about this.

Well, that's good, Morgan,
because you are not.

Look, Lucia's not seeing
this man or involved
with this investigation.

When she comes in,
we can ask her.

Adam, I don't think
you should be the one
conducting this interview.

Well, then, watch me.

The moment you see something
you don't like, pull me out.

- Mmm. I've never been
in here before.

- Yeah, we don't,
uh, use it very often.

You have kids' toys.

So nice.

Well, with kids, you want
'em to feel comfortable,

safe, you know, try to make a
bad situation a little better.

Mmm. Careful, you make
a great dad talking like that.

-Hmm.
-So, how can I help you
with your case?

You got called into
work pretty late last night.

I did.

What did they call
you to the hotel for?

Apparently, Frank Hensley's
party got a little out of hand.

-What'd you find
when you got there?
-Between you and me...

a mess.

Some of the items in
the room were even broken.

I just cleaned it up,
took it with me, and left.

How'd you get the stuff out?

I put it all in a hotel meal
cart, rolled it right
onto the elevator.

Adam, what's going on?
Wait, are people watching us
right now?

Yeah, this is
a murder investigation,

and if I wasn't
asking the questions,
someone else would be.

When you got to the penthouse,
who was there?

-No one.
-And how well
do you know Charles Hale?

Mr. Hale does a lot
of business in LA.

He stays at the Blackwell
when he's in town.

What else do you know
about him?

I don't do background
checks on my guests, Adam.

Well, the thing is,
when we showed you his photo,

you neglected to mention
that he had been there before.

Well, our guests
expect discretion.

If I had felt there
was something important,
I would've told you.

We believe Vera Hensley
was killed in the penthouse

by Frank or Charles
and then moved to the pool.

And the only person that
was in the elevator around
her time of death...

was you.

You think I took
a dead woman downstairs
in a hotel meal cart?

No.

But it is my job
to figure out who did.

Well, it's funny how
your job seems to keep coming
in between us, but this...

This, I did not see coming.

We're looking for Charles
right now. Do you have
any idea where he might be?

How would I know that?
I don't know him!

Then, what were you guys
talking about on the street
this morning?

Businessmen like Charles
are the type of VIPs
we want coming back

to the Blackwell.

So, that means sometimes
I have to be a little friendly,

and sometimes
a man like Charles
can take that the wrong way.

And when it happens,
I make sure the line is clear.

But Charles was...

Trying to cross that line?

First, he asked me
for restaurant recommendations.

Then he invited me to join,
and I said no.

And I said no again.

And he followed me out onto
the street, and I told him
to never come back.

I'm sorry that happened.

Maybe I should've told you.
I just...

I didn't want you to worry.

-Hey, I'll walk you out.
-Uh, that's okay.

I know my way out.

Charles told me
he's flying out today,
so we're checking manifests.

You didn't ask about the "no
cities, frosty trees" thing.

That's what Charles
said to her.

That's what you thought
you heard.

Hey, Morgan, we already
know Charles is lying.

Do you have any reason
to believe that Lucia
is lying too?

Lying is a really
strong word, but yeah,

I think there's something
she's not telling us.

What I saw was
a woman whose boyfriend

was accusing her of being
involved in someone's murder.

I can't imagine what that
must've been like for her.

I know what it was like
for me though.

I'm gonna get an update
from Daphne and Oz.

Hey, you want me
to be honest with you, right?

I just think it would be smart
to bring her back in

-and ask
a couple more questions.
-It's not your call, Morgan.

Sorry.

I know this is uncomfortable
for you, okay?

Soto could talk to her,
or you know what?

I'd be happy to do--

Do you want Lucia
to be guilty of something?

What does that mean?

Where are we at
with Charles Hale?

Still monitoring the cell
number he gave the hotel.
No location yet.

-I hope you know--
-Know what?

Is everything okay?

I get that this is hard for
you, but you and I both know

that if it was anyone else
in that room, you would be
asking tougher questions.

Are you accusing me
of not doing my job?

It's not just your job.
This is personal.

I know exactly what this is!
And I don't need
you managing me.

I am not one
of your kids, Morgan,
so stop treating me like one!

Yeah,
it's a big tent, big tent.

We need someone who's familiar
with the levers of government

and actually
knows how to use them.

Excuse me one minute.

Ms. Quinn and I do tend
to move in similar circles

-if that's what you're after.
-That job that you had me
offer Morgan

didn't come from you, did it?

It's okay. No offense taken.
It's nice to be wanted.

Uh, speaking of Willa,
should we hunt around,

see if we can go
find her here, or...

would you rather
just make a phone call?

Thank you.

I see you've decided
not to take my advice.

What a shame.

No, a shame is my daughter
losing out on 15 years
with her father,

and that look on your face.

Okay.

I'm here.

-What do you wanna say?
-This'll just take a minute.

You know,
when I was growing up,

my father liked telling
people he was self-made,

got there on merit,
which wasn't true.

There were people in your way

who suddenly lost
credibility, jobs, everything.

Some of 'em even disappeared,
and back then,
I didn't understand.

Now I do.

It was you.

Well, you're right. I have--
I've-- I've helped your father.

I've made introductions.
I've given advice sometimes...
...quietly.

That's what I do.

I'm willing to expose all
of it, every ugly detail.

You can't prove any of it.

Oh, I...
I think actually we can.

Detailed logs
of all of your calls,

texts, and e-mails
over the last year or so.

Technology really
is incredible, isn't it?

You would not believe how
many incriminating documents

you can cram onto
something this tiny.

-Well,
if it's even real--
-Oh, it's real.

The guy we met on our last
case gave us an assist.

Decent bowler, great hacker.

-That's fraud.
-Felony, inadmissible.

Oh, absolutely, highly illegal.

The courts would never
allow it, but the press will.

You would really destroy
your father's life like this?

I wouldn't worry
so much about him.

There's lots of stuff
about you on this file.

I find that highly doubtful.

Mr. Wagner and I don't keep
up much with correspondence.

No, you don't,
but he really loves bragging

to his high-powered friends
about his connections to you.

-He can't shut up about it.
-This is your leverage?

Well, if it isn't, you have
nothing to worry about.

But if it is,
you know how to stop it.

Tell me what happened to Roman.

I've tried very hard to keep
this from reaching your life.

If you're doing all of this
to get answers for one child,

has it even entered your brain
that you're inches away

from putting baby Chloe
and Elliot in danger?

Okay. I'm done. Mwah.

-No. You get back in the car.
-What are you doing?

-Stay away from me.
Get back in the car.
-Okay, fine.

-It's fine. Go, go.
-You don't get to say
my kids' names.

You have no idea
what you're doing.

-I'm trying
to warn you! Just--
-Tell me what you did!

Who are you protecting?

Okay. You need to think
very carefully about
what you are asking.

Oh, my God!
Just answer the question!

Fine, I'll give you
what you want,

and then we'll see how badly
you wanna keep digging.

Did you speed through
the red before or after
you ran into Willa's car?

She threatened my kids. You
would've done the same thing.

I wouldn't have ran the red.

I have something
you should see.

Charles Hale's employment
data didn't check out.

Dates overlap.

One company doesn't exist,
so I ran his prints federally.

I got hits under
three different names.

This guy's lived
all over the place.

Alamogordo, New Mexico.
San Angelo, Texas.

Yakima, Washington.

You know,
I can run it in Copilot.

I'll have it categorize
police reports by location,
date, and name,

then color code them
by location and create
a summary of the findings.

Okay, here we go.

I'm finding reports
on alleged scams in multiple
cities he's lived in.

Look, he posed as
a start-up investor in Phoenix.

A high-end real
estate partner in Ojai.

So, he's not a businessman,
he's a con man.

So Frank was his next target,
but why kill Vera?

Well, hang on a second.

Charles checked into the hotel
the same day Frank did,

except Frank
was a do-not-announce.

So, how did Charles know
he was even there?

Lucia.

You said Charles,
or whatever his real name is,

lived in Alamogordo?

New Mexico, yeah. Why?

That's by White Sands National
Park, the largest gypsum
dune field in America.

-Gypsum?
-Unlike quartz sand,

gypsum sand dissolves
completely in water,
which makes it incredibly rare.

Lucia gave this to Karadec.
It can't be a coincidence.

I think that she and Charles
were in the same city
at the same time.

Where's Karadec?

Yeah.

Charles Hale is a con man,
and I think Lucia is involved.

Morgan.
I'm not gonna do this again.

Okay. Just hear me out, okay?

The day that Frank
checked into the Blackwell,

I think Charles was tipped off.

-He came to the hotel
to con Frank.
-Any idea what the con was?

I mean, Frank and Vera's whole
brand was that they were
a happy couple, right?

It made them millions.

So if Charles got evidence
that Frank wasn't
the devoted husband

that he claimed to be...

Frank would've paid anything
to keep it from getting out.

Charles was
gonna blackmail Frank.

While Frank and
his friends went to the pool,

Charles was in the room alone.

Vera walked in and caught him
planting a recording device.

So he had to
take out the witness.

Okay, so how did Vera
end up by the pool?

She snuck out and she ran.

But that elevator is slow,

and she was afraid that
Charles would come after her.

So she took the
stairs, but we didn't see it

because there
were no cameras there.

It was dark.
She was disoriented.

Lucia did clean the room

like she told us,
but she left out one thing.

I think Charles
was back in that room.

Unless Charles could've
done all of this on his own.

There were two things
that Charles could not have
done on his own.

You think
she erased the videotape.

And she tipped off Charles
in the first place

that his next big mark just
walked into her hotel lobby.

That's why Lucia's
been so upset.

She's the one
who brought Charles Hale
into the Blackwell Hotel.

I'm really sorry.

I'll call you back.

Come on, Charles!
Please!

Lucia.

-He won't listen to me.
-It's okay.

Let me handle it.

Charles, I need you
to put the safety on and
drop it to the ground, please.

I don't think so.

You know, I got a feeling
that you care about Lucia
as much as I do.

Do not do something
that she will have to live with

for the rest of her life, okay?

Don't do that to her.

Charles, there are some things
that you and I cannot change

no matter how much we want to.

But what we can decide
is how this ends.

I can think
about a bunch of ways
we can turn this day around,

but they all start with you
dropping that gun.

Watch your head.

How did you know
we would be here?

"No cities,
just seasons. Frosty trees."

Those fans are there to
keep the frost off the trees.

That and Charles,
or whatever his real name is,

was trying to buy this place.

Just an instinct, I guess.

I didn't come here
to run away with him, Adam.

I just didn't want
anyone else to get hurt.

We met in New Mexico.

I was still getting over you,
and he seemed
to understand that.

-Did you know what he did?
-Not at first.

But when I found out,
he said he wanted to change.

He just needed, like, a couple
more big paydays first.

So I helped him.

I pointed to a couple
of high-profile guests
at other hotels.

But he didn't change.

So I left.

I came back here.

I bumped into you.

And then he showed up
at the Blackwell

and told me if I didn't
find his next mark,

that he was gonna
make sure my cop boyfriend
learned everything.

But that if I did it,
he would disappear for good.

I didn't want him to destroy
everything that we have, Adam.

Where's the bookend
he used to kill Vera?

Adam, it's me.

Yes, thank you.

They got him. Charles is
in custody. Everyone is safe.

I just got this.

-What is it?
-Willa came through.

This FBI agent, Lyla Flynn,

she was working undercover,
and she was murdered.

- Mm-hmm.
- Turns out she was dirty.

Mmm. It looks that way. Selling
intel, laundering money.

There's something else.

What?

They suspect that Roman
was working with her,

and when she decided
to come clean,

he killed her.

This was a scandal
too big for the FBI,
and Willa helped them bury it.

Security cameras caught these
outside Lyla's house
the day she was murdered.

That's Roman's car.

No.

I'm done. Let-Let's be done.

Can you give us a minute?

Yeah.

What does that mean?

Stop digging, okay?

Listen, I-I don't know.
It doesn't matter anymore.

It's just not safe.

It's not safe?
It's never been safe.

Erik Hayworth, this woman...
I don't know.
I don't know what's true.

All I know is that if anything
were to happen to any of you--

Morgan, stepping away is
simply not an option anymore.

-Oh, my God.
-Okay, I'm scared too.

But I can take care of myself.

Whatever happens,
we'll do it together, okay?

-Hey.
-Hey.

Come in.

How you doing?

Well, the unis are taking
Lucia to the precinct now.

Oh, God. I'm sorry.

You don't have
anything to be sorry for.

I'm sorry. You warned me.
I should've listened.

Should be charged with
accessory after the fact.

-Karadec.
-Though with the other cons

that her and Charles
were involved in,
the charges will increase.

Adam.

I can't believe
this is happening.

Just cannot believe it.

-I feel so stupid.
-No, don't.

Please don't do that.

You did it right.

You did. You opened
your heart, you let her in.

That's always
gonna be the right move.

I believed her.

I believe she wanted
a life with me.

Now, I don't even
know who this person is.

Yes, you do.

Yes, you do.

You do. It's
the same person. You just...

You just loved her
too much to see the things
that you didn't wanna see.

It's okay.

It's gonna be okay.

-I got to go see
Ava's art show.
-Yeah.

-You wanna come with me?
-I would love to,

but I have some things
that I really need to take
care of, you know.

Okay.

But I'm here if you need me.

I know.

See ya.

-Mom.
-Hi.

I'm so glad you made it.

Wow.

So, what do you think?

-Ava, this is--
-Boring?

Yes, I just fell asleep.
No, buddy, this is incredible.

I am so impressed.
You did this all by yourself.

Well, I guess I had some
help from my dad.

Yeah, I guess you did.

You're not gonna
start crying, are you?
Please don't embarrass me.

My little baby girl
did this one!

Oh, my God, Mom.

Hey. What's going on?

Hey. My father gave me a name.

It's an old FBI ghost
that was there when everything
went down with Roman.

I'm meeting him tonight.

-Tonight? Well,
I-I gotta come with you.
-No.

You need to stay away
until I get eyes on this guy.

I'll be fine. You'll be there.

Come on, I need to talk to him.

Okay.

9:30, Rancho Park.
South side of the pond.

Okay, I'll see you soon.

Yeah, I mean it was...

Hey!