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In Toronto's war
on crime,

the worst offenders
are pursued by the detectives

of the Specialized Criminal
Investigations Unit.

These are their stories.

- Can I help you?
- You sure can.

Would you mind moving
your bike out of the bike lane?

Oh, I'm just waiting for
my wife. She'll be right back.

A lot of kids out here
trying to get to school.

Come on, man.
Just give me a break.

I'm gonna be here
for a minute.

A lot of things
can happen in a minute.

You sit here and little Joey
back there veers into traffic,

falls off his bike or worse,
he gets hit by a car.

Police show up,
road gets closed,

hundreds of commuters
get diverted.

I'll move the car.

How you settling in, Eli?

Good.

Accommodation rental
is quite nice.

And I'm excited to eat out.

Food scene here seems
to be really taking off.

That's right. They told me
about you, the gourmand, right?

I'll have my secretary send over
some recommendations.

So, not sure you made it
through my brief...

I did, Price.

Delayer as much as possible
by the end of the quarter.

You want me to make your company
resemble your watch.

Rose gold?

Swiss movement.

Never build something with nine
cogs that can work with eight.

I find beauty
in simplicity, efficiency.

Great.

Um, here's your security pass.

You report to me.

As far as anyone else is
concerned, you're not even here.

Hmm, that'll change
soon enough.

In my experience,
bad news travels fast.

Quinn?

Sorry, I'm late.

I had to drop my kid off
at a friend's house.

Took me a minute to realize
the reservation was under Grace.

My middle name.

Subterfuge. It's a bit odd.

Is it hard to keep the two
versions of yourself separate?

Well, I actually
quite like it.

It makes me feel powerful.

Oh, I'm sorry.
We didn't order this.

It's from the kitchen.
They know me here.

Thank you.

Wyatt.

What's your team's customer
acquisition cost?

$70 per customer.
Give or take.

And your conversion rate?

Currently it's 1 %.

But it's been a slow quarter.
- Hmm.

Um... did I pass or?

It's not a test.

But what I can tell you is that
your team's conversion rate

is 10 % less than
your competitor.

Your CAC is twice
as expensive and your CLV

drops to 12 %
after the holiday season.

You know what they say?

A fool uses statistics the way
a drunkard uses a lamppost.

For support. Not illumination.

Anything else you'd like
to add to your evaluation,

on the record?

It's nothing personal.

The data speaks for itself.

- Excuse me. Sir!
- Oh, my God.

Are you hurt?
- Sir!

No.

Uh... okay. That...

That was a lot.
Uh... sorry, folks.

Why don't we wash out this bad
taste with some champagne.

Yes. Hey! Bubbles. Round.

- Are you okay, yeah?
- Yes, yeah.

Biggest tragedy's not finishing
that delicious cheesecake.

Okay. That we can do.
We will get you two.

Is there anything else
we can do to help?

I would love a
tour of the kitchen if possible.

Yeah, that would be our
pleasure, of course.

Uh, let me just...
Let me get you

a new table, in the meantime.
- Thank you.

Come with me. I'm Tayiah.

- Eli.
- Nice to meet you.

Hello?

Hello?

Victim is Eli Parker.

30 years old.
BC driver's licence.

Cleaning woman who found him
at 7 AM

said that he's been at
this rental for a month.

Um... killer hits him
with the bookend,

suffocates him with the pillow.

Looks like they came in
through the patio door.

When are you writing
your Detective Boards?

Next month.

Good luck.

Killer bashes him
in the head.

He's, uh, hurt... bad,
but not dead yet.

Why not finish the job
with another blow?

It's faster
than a suffocation.

Well, neighbours
are pretty close.

Guy screams for help,
the killer panicked and...

...put the pillow on him.
Lights out.

A B&E gone wrong?

Short-term rental.

Not the smartest place
for a turnover.

Very few valuables.

Didn't even take the laptop.

Normally, thieves have
a methodical system

for going through drawers.
Start at the bottom,

move to the top, but this is...

...overkill.

Yeah, like the B&E.

See, usually
the trick is to, uh,

break and enter
through the same passageway,

but our killer didn't
come through the patio.

After they, uh, broke the door,

they would've tracked
glass inside, but...

I don't see any shards
on the carpet.

Break-in was staged,
as was the turnover.

Because our killer wanted
to hide the fact

that they walked
through the front door.

Yeah. Meaning
they had a key,

or Eli here opened
the door for them.

We know if he was
here on business?

Could be. With a side of, uh,
pleasure? Borealis guide.

That is
out of my price range.

A rare splurge at
a world-class restaurant

sets the soul aflame.

Okay.

Any idea who was last to see
Eli Parker alive?

We're still working on that.

Two, three.

Yeah, put him back.

Maybe Quinn Hartnet
because Eli missed

five calls from him
last night.

Eli was a client.

I'm a wine importer.

I was helping him build
out a cellar back home.

Five calls after 8 PM?

It's, uh, not exactly
business hours.

I was able to source
a special bottle for him.

I needed his go-ahead
before purchasing.

Must've been
out of a Beaujolais.

Can we come inside, please?

We slept together
a couple of times.

We met at a bar,

we both liked good food,
so we had a few dinners.

It was stupid.

But last week he ghosted me.

I called him.
I wanted some closure.

And where were you last night?

At Sonneta.

An Italian place on King. I was
celebrating a friend's 40th.

And what else
do you know about Eli?

He worked for
a massive company.

He was pulling
80-hour weeks.

Last we spoke,

he said that he was about
to make some enemies at work.

Our victim was a business
management consultant

at McQueen?

Yeah. The company
that advises other companies

on how to run
more efficiently.

Though Eli's boss said
that he was one of McQueen's

top consultants because he was
relentless and uncompromising.

So, we have a young, overpaid
victim whose purpose it was

to tell older, more
experienced employees

how to do
their jobs better.

That will buy you
a long list of enemies.

Yeah, Eli's from the, uh,
McQueen Vancouver office,

but he's practically a nomad,
living out of a suitcase,

ready to be deployed
to a new city

at the drop of a hat
for months at a time.

Uh, he's been stationed
in Toronto for the last month

at an e-commerce giant
by the name of Solara.

He's been working on labour
analysis for the company.

What were his findings?

I'm sure he hadn't
finished his report.

Yeah, he was last seen
leaving Solara's offices

last night at 6:30 PM,

so that paired with Da Silva's
pathology report, that, uh,

places his time of death
between 9 PM and midnight.

Anything else about this man,
aside from his job?

Yeah. Uh, so, in his
scarce spare time,

Eli would use his expense
account to, uh,

fund his one apparent hobby,

eating out of the city's
best restaurants.

It's his credit card statement.

Man after my own heart.

Edulis?

PSP? Alo?

Dreyfus!

These are all
Borealis-starred restaurants.

I save for a birthday or
an anniversary to go here.

Not me.

Look, I like food as much
as the next guy,

but take me to Burger Drops,
I'm a happy girl.

All this fine dining pomp...

Some people like
to eat with their cutlery.

A little pomp is okay once
in a while, but, uh,

no, this guy? He'd go back
to some of these places

two or three times.

I'd be a regular at any
of these places if I could.

For Eli to have an expense
account as bottomless as this?

He'd have to be one hell
of a consultant.

Looks like Eli brought his
expertise and scrutiny

to everything he did.

I found his blog on an open tab
on his computer.

Check out these posts.

"An Efficient Market
is a Happy One."

"Oligopoly of Umbrian Truffles."

"Anaxagoras,"
Ancient Greek philosopher.

That's a deep cut, uh...

What's that post about, huh?

It wasn't published yet.
Still a work in progress.

55, 92... 136.
Was that a hidden password?

An asterisk denotes
multiplication,

but if so, he needs to get his
math checked.

Everything has
a natural explanation.

I don't see Eli as the type
to make a careless mistake.

I was also able to crack
into his work files.

Here's what he was working
on for Solara. It's... intense.

Oh. What are we looking at?

These groups represent
all 300 employees,

but he gave them codenames.

He was analyzing the workflow
of the entire company.

He was trying to figure out
who to fire.

Kiwi Wing Group.
Combined income of $6,000,000.

I like this kid.
He's smart.

Kiwis are flightless birds,
hence the, uh,

kiwi wing is,
uh, redundant.

Hmm.

Eli wasn't just any consultant.

He was a corporate executioner.

Question is:

Did someone kill him before
he could have them fired?

As Chief
Transformation Officer,

it's my job to optimize Solara.

Reorganize.

With AI coming for us,
we need to be agile.

Lean.

So you hired Eli to
essentially figure out

who to fire.

Eli was tasked
with delayering.

Hey, delayering. Is that
what we're calling it now?

Okay. Uh, who else knew
that Eli was delayering?

Myself and the Board.

Well, I think you oughta know.

"Sanson"?

That is the name of, uh,
Marie-Antoinette's executioner.

Hmm.

Come on, Price.

New face, hermetically sealed
temporary office,

personal printer?
I think you, uh,

underestimate the intelligence
of your employees.

Eli interviewed everyone
at our company.

We said it was just
for analytics, but

it's possible that some
may have figured it out.

We're going to need to see

the employees listed
in the Kiwi Wing.

The what?

Uh, the name of the group

Eli was planning to delayer
$6,000,000 in salary?

Eli never gave me any list.

He was still
conducting evaluations

and was supposed
to present his findings

at a Board meeting
tomorrow.

Oh.

But I'm sure
a smart CTO like you

would've nudged
Eli in the direction

of where best
to trim the fat.

Yeah. Middle management.

It's where we have
a lot of redundancies.

And did any of them
get the feeling that

Eli was coming
after them?

Did they feel
the shadow of the blade?

Yeah. Wyatt Turner.

After his interview yesterday,

he waited outside
till Eli left for the night.

Security had to intervene.

I just wanted him to cut
the crap

and have an honest conversation
yesterday. That's it.

Is that why security was
dispatched to intervene?

I was... frustrated.

Fair enough. But that's all.

I mean.

Do you know how much I make?

$200,000.

I told Eli
he should be hunting whales.

And not wasting his time
chasing minnows.

Sounds like you
should be infuriated.

Learning some kid is in charge
of your future?

He said that,

"If I deserve my job,
that I have no problem

and that, uh, the data
will speak for itself."

When was the last time
you saw Eli?

After work.

I did wanna talk more.
You know, to make my case.

But he said he had a meeting
and hopped on his bike and left.

Wyatt's husband was his only
alibi at the time of the murder,

so he's still a suspect.

What do you got?

Eli's, uh, bikeshare
Toronto account.

Uh, seems that right after his
conversation with Wyatt,

he, uh, picked up
a bike outside Solara,

dropped it at Harbord
and Spadina, 7 PM.

What if Wyatt followed him?

To where? Uh, Eli didn't have
any credit charges on Monday.

But, remember? He did, um.

He did have this in his pocket.
Pineapple.

Symbol of hospitality.

Or swingers.

Oh, I know where that's from.

I pray it's the former.

Isadora...

My favourite new restaurant.

Got its star in its first year.

Helmed by a bad girl Chef turned
industry darling

and they post their menus daily.

Oh, my God.
Today there's sweetbreads.

Uh, Inspector?

Oh! Yes, uh...

Look at the top.

Yesterday we were slammed.

7 PM. Eli Parker. Two...

Two tasting menus and
a travel supplement.

Yeah, they were, uh, bawling out
right up until the blow-up.

I had to comp the entire room's
drinks to smooth that over.

Cost me $500 out of pocket.

So you're the owner?

I am living the dream.

One day at a time.

So, this blow-up.
What happened exactly?

I have no idea. You should ask
my brother, Jonah.

He's the GM and my eyes and ears
at the dining room.

After, uh, Eli's guest
paid the bill,

something changed.

He got loud and aggressive
and this guy just

flips the table
on the way out.

Is this him?

No, no. He was white
and had a nice suit.

Well, maybe Eli
took Wyatt's advice

instead of chasing minnows.

Finally got himself a whale.

His name is Price Chambers.

Yeah. That's the guy.

When you see him, tell him
he owes us a new set of plates.

So, well,
Price was Kiwi Wing

and Eli was about to tell
the Board to fire him.

No better way to get off
the chopping block

than to kill the executioner.

Eli sandbagged me.

He picked that pricey
restaurant,

he waited until after I paid the
bill to begin his evaluation.

I couldn't believe it.

I hired him.

What he was
doing was illegal.

Uh, no.

Eli reported to the Board.

So if he thought
you were redundant,

he would be well within
his rights to tell them.

Well, I begged him to drop it,
but the kid was so stubborn.

He kept going on and on

about how he had an obligation
to share his findings.

I mean, who says that?

A man with
a strong moral compass.

For the record,

Solara would be
nothing without me.

Yeah, well, we'll find out
about that soon enough.

Uh, because, uh, we do
feel an inclination

to share Eli's
findings with Solara.

And why would you do that?

Because we can.

So, after you've had your
little tantrum at Isadora,

where were you?

Drinking.

Trying to figure out
my next move.

Just got off the phone
with Bar Raval.

Price was there until last
call, after Eli's murder.

Know, I've been thinking.

We've been so focused on Solara,

but at the end of the day,

Eli's most important meeting...

...was outside the office.

So, all of Eli's fancy meals.

You thinking they were more
than just breaking bread?

Well, he's in a new city.

Who's he dining with
night after night?

What if all these dinners
were just important meetings?

Well, more business gets done

over restaurant linens than
Board room tables.

I was able to pull footage

from several of the restaurants
Eli visited.

You two were onto something.
- Hmm.

He dined out with the same
person every single night.

Himself.

I... guess he was really
just there for the food.

Alone, alone.
Night after night.

No phone, no book.
It's my nightmare.

Well, unlike you,
Don Juan,

some of us don't get the choice.

Play that back.

Hey, Bateman, hungry?

All in all,

underwhelmed.

That's what you get
for a two-star lunch.

How was everything?

Terrific. Thank you so much.

I was able
to pull Eli Parker's

reservation file
for that night.

Set course dinner.

Can I ask, did he order

one glass of wine and one
non-alcoholic beverage?

- Mm-hmm.
- And did he

mention a dietary restriction?

Um, on the day rather
than in advance?

Yeah. How'd you know?

Lucky guess. Thank you.

I didn't wanna risk
sounding daft before,

but I've always been fascinating
by the elusive nature

of the Borealis inspector,
you know?

They frequently throw
a curveball at the kitchen

to see how they react.

And they've been known to,
um, drop their napkins

to see how long it takes
front of house to notice.

I'm thinking.

What if Eli didn't eat out night
after night for fun?

What if he was working?

Lines up.

Inspectors are anonymous.
They all have day jobs.

Actually got my own guide
and duplicated Eli's.

He, uh, bookmarked eight
restaurants that he visited.

Well, he could've been scoping
them out for next year's guide.

They rate each restaurant yearly

to make sure they're
maintaining their stars.

Hey, not to be the odd
gourmand out,

but, uh, just wanna do a quick
temperature check.

A restaurant guide.

We think this connects
to Eli's death how?

THE restaurant guide.

Toronto's restaurant
industry is cutthroat.

$15,000,000,000.

- Billion.
- Yearly in revenue.

Big money. Big money backing
some of these top spots.

Having a star and not
can mean the difference between

a restaurant thriving
and being forced to close.

One of the places he snubbed

could've killed him
out of revenge.

Before we entertain
this theory too much longer,

why don't we just go straight
to the source?

You're putting me in a very
difficult position.

Revealing the identity
of an inspector

would compromise Borealis'
core tenet of anonymity.

Well, unfortunately,
we're gonna need to insist

because failing to investigate
murder would compromise

our core purpose,
investigating murder.

This is
our victim, Eli Parker.

That's awful.

He seemed like a lovely man.

Yeah, that's what people
have been saying.

We're gonna need a list of the
restaurants that he covered.

How long was he an inspector?

- Eli wasn't an inspector.
- Pardon me?

That man was never
an inspector for Borealis.

I'm sorry, um,
how did you recognize him?

He came by a few weeks ago.

He was a consultant for McQueen.
- And what did he want?

He was working on a project
for a food group.

Wanted to be
put in touch with an inspector

who covered fine dining
establishments

for market research.

- And you connected him?
- Yes.

Well, what about your core
tenet of... anonymity?

For a modest fee
and a signed NDA,

we made an exception.

I connected him
with an inspector

who focuses
on fine wine.

Who is this inspector?

She's been with
us for five years.

Quinn Hartnet.

You wanted to talk?

Yeah.

The... police were here,
asking questions about Eli.

That man?

He found out about your...
your little side hustle.

I just wanted to tell you
the same thing that I told him,

I don't want anything to do
with it and I never did.

Well, it's too late
to back out now, isn't it?

You've no idea what
you're talking about.

You've no idea what
you're stepping into--

Tay...

Pre-shift.

Do you wanna invite your friend
for family meal?

- No.
- No need.

I was just leaving.

Hey, I just got off the phone
with our guy from McQueen?

He said Eli never worked
for any food company.

He was bluffing.

What? Using
his credentials to, uh,

gain access
to the biggest secret

in the restaurant industry,
who are the inspectors.

Quinn Hartnet?

Why?

Eli wasn't an inspector,
but he sure was acting like one.

Well, he was, wasn't he?

All those dinners?

Um, running tests on everything.

It's like he was checking
someone's homework.

He, uh, was inspecting
the inspectors.

Do you think he was
looking into Quinn?

That blog post Eli was,
uh, drafting?

Yeah, anaxa...
something Greek?

Anaxagoras, among other
things, was one of the first

individuals to recognize
the sun as a burning star.

Those asterisks.

They weren't shorthand
for multiplication.

They were Borealis stars.
- Hmm.

One star, 55. 55,000.

Two stars, 92,000.

Three stars, 136,000.

This isn't a password
or an equation.

No, this is Quinn's price list.

I told you, I called Eli
because we had an affair

and he ghosted me.

Could you remind me
where you two met?

At a bar.

Just a chance meeting, was it?

You sure about that, Quinn?

Okay, 'cause we spoke
to your boss at Borealis

and he seemed to think
that he set you up with Eli

for market research.

Now, I don't mean to be
salacious here,

but I'm starting to wonder
if you even slept with him.

Fine.

No.

That's genius.

That's absolute genius.

No, it's not really.
That's half-smart, you know?

Lying about an affair to cover
up something juicier.

- I don't follow?
- Oh, sure you do.

Eli played you and uncovered
your operation.

Selling Borealis stars,

starting at the low,
low price of $55,000.

Not in a chatty mood?

We could have financial crimes
come in with their calculators

and, uh, spreadsheets.

If you think we're fun...

They're a party.

Okay. Okay.

I...

Eli asked me if I was open

to giving his client's
restaurant a favourable rating

in exchange for a bonus.

For brevity's sake,
we call that, uh, bribery.

Um, extortion fraud.

But... potato, potato.

Alright, Quinn.

Break it down for me.

I own a restaurant. I wanna get
it in that book

or whatever. What do I do?

For the record,
I don't solicit.

They come to me.
- They come to you in person?

No. It's-it's more discreet.
They...

They send the money
through PaySafe.

It's... it's anonymous.

Until Eli uncovered
your scheme.

The night of the murder, you,
uh, you called Eli five times.

And now we know it wasn't
over a broken heart.

Why did you call him?

A restaurant that
I sold a star to

told me that Eli was onto me.

Was it Isadora?

Yeah.

The Chef, Tayiah?

She texted me, freaking out.

So I... called Eli to run
some damage control.

But he didn't pick up.

So you called him again
and again and again

and then you...
paid him a house visit?

No. I...

I never saw him.

I was-I was at--

Sonneta.
Another client of yours.

I'm telling you, I was there.

I-I can connect you
with the Chef.

Manager showed me the tapes
of Quinn's table.

They ordered six bottles of wine
and stayed till 2 AM.

That does sound
like quite the party.

Now, Borealis is conducting

an internal investigation
into the fraud.

I get the impression it's gonna
be very very hush-hush.

Yeah, but there's still
another angle here, though.

If news of the scandal broke,
the chefs who bought a star...

...may be destroyed.

Tayiah.

What are you doing here?

Look, I just wanna see Tayiah.

No. No. Get out now!

Whenever you show up, I'm left
picking up the pieces!

Jonah, stop!

I... you need to leave
right now.

Yeah. You know
where to find me.

So what would he want?

Why would he be here?
I don't know.

When was the last time
you saw him?

Ages... Like, a year ago.

- You promise?
- I promise.

What?!

Tayiah, you have been
doing very well.

Don't laugh, this is serious.

You have been doing very well,

but you could lose this
in a second.

I know.

I won't let
that happen.

Tayiah Sinclair.

George Brown graduate.

Rose the ranks, working in some
of the city's top kitchen.

Maven, Gray Gardens, Giulietta.

But in 2022 she was fired

after she was caught
using cocaine at work.

Hmm. And this is all
at Giulietta?

No, Songbird. Keep up.

Toronto Life
chronicled her downfall.

The industry loves
to tear down our idols.

Exposés with former coworkers,

turns out Tayiah's drug problem
was very big indeed.

She would pay off drug dealers
using comped meals,

bottles of wine,
money from the till...

So, after Songbird, she ODs, she
almost dies, she goes to rehab,

she gets clean, she becomes
the face of sobriety

in Toronto's kitchen.

She would organize pre-work run
rather than post-shift partying.

She makes straight edge
look so cool.

She opens her own place,

Isadora.
- Wait.

I'm not even halfway through.

This article ongoing clean.
Listen.

"My work as a Chef gives me both
discipline and motivation

to stay clean. Having a purpose
in life, a goal to strive for

has been instrumental
in my journey."

Well, sounds like
if the scandal broke,

she'd lose a lot more
than just her job.

Yeah.

When, uh, Eli came for a tour
of the kitchen,

I thought he was a fan.

You know, like handshakes.
Selfies. The usual--

People do that?

But that didn't happen.

He, um, he said an inspector
sold us a star

and that he was gonna try
and expose her operation.

Why'd he tell you at all?

I don't know.

He said he wanted me to get
ahead of the news or something.

I imagine that that was
difficult to hear?

That Eli was gonna jeopardize
your entire career.

Yeah. It is.

Especially because I didn't
buy a star.

I was trying to tell him that,
but he wouldn't listen.

Well, why did you reach out
to Quinn Hartnet?

So she could tell him that
I didn't buy a star!

Show
me proof I bought it!

The app that Quinn Hartnet
uses to get paid,

it's anonymous,
it doesn't keep records.

Okay, great.
So it's one crooked inspector's

word against mine?
- Nailed it.

Okay. I can prove it.

I have... Jonah!

Can you
please show them

Isadora's bank accounts,
books, everything?

- What's going on?
- Just please? Just take a look.

I've put everything
into this restaurant.

I know where every dollar's
going out.

It's right there.
- Yeah. Can't wait.

But we'd also like to know
where you were Monday night

between 9 PM and midnight.

I'm here. I'm here.

I work till
midnight at the earliest.

What are you implying?

Well, can anyone else
account for that?

Yeah, I can.

She was
the last one here.

Oh, forgive me, but I'm gonna
need evidence to confirm

your protective younger
brother's opinion.

The prep schedule. She's here.
Every minute was accounted for--

Hang on.

Okay, this is pretty tight, so.

Judging my Monday's schedule,
you were here, prepping a stock.

From 10 PM till midnight.

Why so late?

It is for our lobster pasta.

It's a 10-hour process,
we cook it overnight.

Sounds delicious.

You know, my boss,
she's a big fan.

Got me onto your socials,
every day posting a new menu,

each one more delicious
than the last.

But the, uh, the menu
for the day

after Eli visited
your restaurant,

well, it seems that the, uh,
the lobster went walkabout

and was replaced
by something else.

Now, there's dozens
of variables, reasons,

factors as to why
a dish gets changed,

but I'm guessing that, um,
you didn't make the stock

because you weren't here
until closing, so...

I'll ask you to answer
my partner's question

one more time.

Where were you between 10 PM
and midnight Monday night?

I was--

Well, while you think
of an answer,

we're gonna have to ask you to
accompany us down to the station

'cause we got a few more
questions for you.

Your victim, Eli Parker,
was going to expose

a crooked Borealis inspector,
effectively destroying

Tayiah's restaurant
in the process.

Your positing she left Isadora
early to kill him.

Basing this on very nebulous
reasoning about

the cooking time of a stock?

Nebulous or not, the, uh,
the second we broke

her alibi, she clammed up.

Okay, but she still claimed
she never bought

the star, correct?
- Oh, come on.

She's saving face.

Where are you on proof
of purchase?

Uh, Isadora's bank account is
clean, but we'll keep digging.

You know, there's a dozen ways
she could've got the money.

Yeah, until then, we can't say
for certain she bought it.

But even if she didn't, she
still got motive to kill Eli.

I mean, he was about to name her
as one of the most

corrupt restaurateurs
in the city.

She'd lose everything.

What about access?

Tayiah left Isadora
an hour after Eli.

How does she know
where to find him?

Ah.

Eli's restaurant
booking account.

So, uh, to secure
a table at Isadora,

he needed to leave
a local address,

and Tayiah has access
to the service's backend.

Apply pressure.

Single brakes.
- Mm-hmm.

It's not just a restaurant.
It's...

Did anyone explain to you
why we named it Isadora?

No.

Isadora was my mom's name.

She was the greatest cook...

Um...
and after she died,

I would remember her
through her recipes. So...

Isadora is basically
her epitaph.

Like, we made the curtains
out of her old...

...tablecloths and we play
her favourite music.

And that man was trying to take
that all away from me

for something I didn't do.

So I...

To answer your question,
I, like, have no idea

where he went after
he left the kitchen.

Then where did
you go that night?

Um...

I was incredibly overwhelmed.

And it was weak

and dumb, but I...

met up with a friend and we...

...did a bump and a line
and then, uh, more...

Why didn't you tell us
this before?

Your brother.

I didn't want him to know.

I've already put him
through way too much.

He's the one who found me
when I ODed.

He performed CPR on me
until the ambulance came,

like, he saved my life.

That's why he, uh,
works at the restaurant?

I never thought about it
like that before, but,

yeah, I mean, yeah.
You're right.

Well, we're just going to need

your friend's contact
information to verify

that you were indeed together
between 10 PM and midnight.

There's no point, like,
we did blow in his car

and then I left.
I was out of my head,

I was walking around all
night till the sun came up.

Leaving you unaccounted
for during the murder?

Tayiah, that is not good.

Can I go now?

Well, you're not under arrest.

Okay. Okay. I, uh...

I got a kitchen to run, so.

Frank.

This whole case hinges on proof
that Tayiah bought a star.

Right?
- Gotta follow the money.

Exactly and there's only
a few ways to gain wealth.

Earn, borrow, steal.

Or inherit.

- Tayiah's mom.
- Here's her will.

- She left Tayiah $80,000.
- Yeah.

You haven't even gotten
to the best part.

Please remember
every service matters.

We have built something
incredible.

And if for some reason
people say otherwise,

they are dead wrong because
I know the hard work

and the passion
that all of you...

...put into this place and, um.

No one can take that away
from you, okay?

So have a great shift.

- Thank you, Chef.
- Yes?

Okay. Have a great shift.

Thank you.

Family meal's
in the prep kitchen.

Get ready. Get what you need.
- Thank you, Chef.

Sorry to interrupt
your family dinner. Um...

Chef, um, my partner
has a few questions for you.

Would you mind if we gave them
some privacy, please?

It's fine. Go ahead.

Seems like a great team
you have there.

Yeah, they rock.

Tayiah, do you ever wonder
why Eli tipped you off?

You see, we spoke with the rest
of Quinn's clients.

None of them heard anything.

You want me to tell you
what Quinn said?

What?

She said it's because
your restaurant...

Because you... actually
deserve that star.

Quinn knew it, Eli knew it.

I think everyone's who's ever

walked through these doors
knows it.

Thank you, I guess.

So, uh...

I don't understand what this
conversation is for.

Um...

Do you-do you believe me?

We found something
in your mother's will

that makes that difficult.

Okay, she left $80,000
to you and to Jonah.

Yes, she did. But I don't have
access to that money,

which is fair, I guess, I mean,
like, she didn't trust me

I was in rehab at the time...

Jonah wasn't.

And just under a year ago,
he withdrew $55,000.

It's the exact price
of your star.

How much longer do you think?

I'm sure
it won't be long.

It's just a few questions.

She told you everything
already.

Yes, well, the problem with
that, Jonah, is that she lied.

See, we...

We know where she was on the,
uh, night of the murder.

And you know it wasn't here.

Where was she?

Why don't you go ask her?

You bought a star?

- What?
- No, no, no.

Don't. Don't.
Don't play with me.

They have proof you took it
out of mom's money.

I wanted
to earn that.

Why did you do that?

Everybody's cheating, Tayiah--

No, they're not.
- Everybody is.

No, literally every-every
place is cheating.

Oh, God.
- The game is rigged.

People, like, do this.

But you
get so focused, like,

doing your thing
and the art thing

and picking up dill
with tweezers--

What are you saying?
- I did this for you!

I did this for you.
- Why?

Jonah. Why was it so important
that you help her in this way?

Because this restaurant
is everything to her.

Yeah, it keeps you stable.

It keeps you sober,
it keeps you...

Alive?

Yeah, actually, yeah.
It keeps you alive.

I am keeping myself
alive

from the work that
I'm doing every day.

It's not fair that you--
- No, you know what's not fair?

Finding you on the ground!

Not breathing, covered
in your own puke.

- That was so long ago--
- It wasn't!

You did all this to ensure
your sister's sobriety.

Do you think it worked?

Tayiah?

It was one time.
I'm so sorry.

I slipped,
I slipped, I slipped.

It was only one time,
but I'm back on the program now.

And I'm not gonna do it again--

It's never just
one time with you!

Please don't be mad
at me, Jonah.

Tayiah, Tayiah,
Tayiah... I don't get it.

Hey...

I have come back
from this before.

I can do it again
and we're gonna be okay.

I promise.

We're not
gonna be okay.

Yeah, we're gonna be okay.

It's totally fine.

- It's not.
- It's fine.

I'm sorry. I can't.

What happened?

I can't.

Yeah, you can. You're gonna
tell me what happened.

What happened with Eli?

I just wanted to talk to him.

I just... Oh, my God.

I just wanted to talk to him
and he just...

He wouldn't listen.

He just kept talking about,
like, the bigger picture

and, like, the system
and efficiency.

And, um, "nothing's personal,"
but, like,

this is
literally personal.

This is our lives
and he's-he's ruining it.

It was an accident.
It was an accident.

Like, like a slip. Like you
said, we slip, but we...

We fought.

And then he started screaming.

And I just wanted him
to stop screaming.

Sorry, Tayiah. Please,
I'm sorry. I love you.

No, it's okay.

It's my fault, I...
- Dumb...

You were right
not to trust me.

You were just trying
to take care of me.

Um... yeah. This is my fault.

Tayiah, please.
I'm sorry I didn't...

Tayiah, please!

Wait, wait, wait!
Don't take him away!

What is it they say?

That you're only as sick
as your secrets?

Hmm. Secrets grow in the dark.

And we just have to shine
a light on them.

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