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He's not answering my calls. He's not home.

He's not at the hospital.

Which means there's a possibility

he's in the one place I told him to stay far away from.

Grayson, Grayson?

I think something real is happening between us.

I just need to know that I'm not by myself

in feeling it.

My wedding anniversary is coming up,

and you are trying to distract me by taking me out.

I don't want there to be bad blood between us.

And I think we want what's best for Nicole.

And you're assuming that that's you.

Every person involved has something to lose.

Priorities shift, Granddad.

Self-preservation doesn't.

What do you mean it's gone?

You've got your briefs twisted

over a little savings account I closed?

Why would you do that without telling me?

Vanessa, mind if I join you for a minute?

Uh... have a seat.

I have something I'd like to ask you,

but it's kind of sensitive.

What are you looking for?

Oh, nothing important. But I am glad I ran into you.

Oh, is that not music to my ears?

Aha.

Hmm.

Uh, what do you have against my lip gloss?

Well, I was hoping that you were looking for a certain key--

like the one that I gave you to my place.

Nope.

But I did just spend the last hour thinking about you.

In fact, I was imagining your hands all over my body.

Oh!

[both laughing]

Hey.

How'd you sneak up on me?

I'm light on my feet.

Or maybe my devastatingly brilliant husband

is too focused on his next legal triumph.

Well, the Edgar case can wait,

especially since my very sexy paralegal is here on the job.

Mm, well, the job will have to wait as well,

because I have something you're going to die over.

What?

-Ta-da. -[chuckles]

♪ ♪

-Hey, Shanice. -Hey, Smitty.

I assume you're here to take pictures with Martin

and kiss baby foreheads and such.

That's what happens at these photo ops, right?

Martin's here?

Well, by now he's probably in the cafeteria

for that Pastries with Politicians thing.

Hopefully he had it catered,

because the usual croissants they serve us,

hockey pucks, you hear me?

Yeah, I think the event's called Coffee with Candidates,

so no slap shots required.

Uh, I'm actually here to talk to Ashley.

Oh, she's not scheduled today. I'm sorry you made the trip.

Uh, it's all good.

Hey, um...

do you maybe have a few minutes to spare?

-[gasps] -[pants]

Okay, all right. You're okay, you're okay.

Hey, you're safe. You're here, in my apartment.

S-Starting to hurt again.

Yeah, well, that makes sense.

You haven't had any more ibuprofen

since before you fell asleep.

Are you feeling any pain other than where the wound is?

No, it's pretty localized.

Okay, good. That means the infection

is probably not spreading.

Your latest temp I took a little while ago,

your fever was pretty high.

Y-Your bandage is holding up.

Is this okay?

You could never hurt me.

I can give you more over-the-counter meds,

but I am really worried

that whatever gave you this wound was dirty.

I'm-- This fever is really concerning me, Grayson.

Hey, hey, how can you expect my temperature not to go up

when I have such a hot girlfriend, huh?

That is so not funny, Grayson.

Look, if you get any worse,

I'm gonna have to take you to a hospital.

No, that's not happening.

[phone buzzing]

Who is Rashad?

[buzzing continues]

So I'm here about blood and plasma.

That's an odd topic,

especially for a non-medical professional.

Yeah, but not for a reporter

who is doing a piece on blood drives and donations.

-Hmm. -Yeah, the higher-ups

at the paper, they want to increase public engagement

and support for the program, so they sent me to get

some color and some texture on the piece.

Oh, well, the color is red and the texture is wet.

-I've got you. -Okay.

I'll do anything I can to help get the word out.

We are in short supply in both, especially plasma lately.

So, how long has that been a problem?

Is that-- and is that only with certain blood types?

Oh, you'd have to get specifics from the lab.

But I can tell you this.

Getting blood drawn is not high on people's to-do list.

Although the cookies and OJ are pretty tasty.

So what is the, uh...

the screening process like for blood donors?

I would imagine that you want people that are healthy.

So, do doctors examine them?

Oh, please-- we don't have the staff for that.

If there are no visible symptoms,

we pretty much have to take people's word for it

that they're healthy enough to donate.

But the FDA does have mandates all hospitals have to follow

before screening a potential donor.

But I thought Garland kind of does its own thing.

Other than being in compliance with the AMA,

FDA and other legal requirements?

I'm not implying that the hospital's doing anything wrong.

I just thought that,

you know, maybe it's a little...

different.

And what would give you that idea?

It was a lab tech. Uh, her name was...

Rachel Lewis.

Name sounds familiar.

But then, the labs had high turnover rate this past year.

Is that so?

Dealing with bodily fluids day and night

isn't as glamorous as you may think.

You said Rachel Lewis was her name?

Yeah, that's right.

Well, as much OT as she's been banking up,

she ought to have a better lay of the land around here.

Were you thinking about what I did

the last time that we were together?

[chuckling]: No.

But thank you for putting that in the forefront of my mind.

Anytime.

I did have my standing weekly massage appointment,

but my usual masseuse called in sick.

Mm, and that substitute didn't have my magic hands.

Could anyone?

-I was wondering... -About the other thing

that we did on the second time or the third time?

Mm, as much as I am enjoying

this multisensory memory engagement...

Mm, God, I'm loving the shrink talk.

What did you and Carlton

have your heads together about yesterday?

And are you spying on me, or is that Carlton?

Neither.

And since you love my shrink talk,

you should know evasiveness is never a good strategy.

Oh, and what's in it for me?

I mean, that is, if I tell you,

maybe an hour-long special session.

Just an hour?

That is not very ambitious of you.

Hmm.

We were talking about that we both had feelings for you,

and the fact that we were not going to...

Well, we weren't going anywhere, unless you said otherwise.

So we did what men do.

I am not a fan of violence or find it amusing.

Mm. Neither do I.

So we shot hoops.

[chuckles]

Did the best man win?

It was a tie.

Imagine that.

First, I'd like you to know that my question

is a little delicate.

I can handle that.

Normally, I wouldn't even approach you about this,

but you're really the only person I can ask.

Let me make this easier for you.

I think I might know what this is about.

You do?

Kat.

You want to talk to someone close to her,

but not her mother, because that would be too awkward.

I am afraid I can't offer any insight there.

It's not Kat.

You were working with Lynette Wise

on a real estate deal, right?

I was.

Emphasis on the past tense.

I put a hell of a lot of work into that, too.

I even used a long-standing business connection

to grease the wheels, because her lack of documentation

raised some red flags,

all for her to vanish on me at the last minute.

She just went completely no contact?

She sent me a text after I called

and texted her a dozen times.

What did it say?

Basically that she was leaving town.

What about the penthouse? Where does that stand?

Tomas.

You're getting a penthouse?

Wow. Caroline gets a Benz, Hayley gets...

pretty much whatever her grubby little heart desires--

including a impressive new ring set, from what I hear.

Has Bill lost his sense

and complete control of his checkbook?

What the hell is going on at that law firm?

I decided to bring you a taste of St. Bart's here in D.C.

You made this?

Well... well, I could have.

I went to a hole-in-the-wall spot instead.

-Hmm. -Hey, give them a try.

You're gonna feel like we're back in our villa.

Well, these do look pretty tasty.

Mm, wow. Where'd you get them?

-Capitol Grove. -What?

[coughing]

[coughing]

Oh, my God!

Dad, are you okay?

[coughing]: Yeah, I'm fine.

Well, if you weren't pounding on him that hard,

he'd probably have his breath back already.

I don't think you're helping, Naomi.

What the hell did I just walk in on?

I was just bringing a bit of St. Bart's to your father.

By choking him to death?

Here, honey.

-Small sips, okay? -Thank you.

And will you two please stop fussing?

I am... [coughs] perfectly fine.

There's no need to overreact.

Well, some of us didn't act at all.

Did you miss more than just my magic hands while I was away?

I particularly missed your thumbs.

They work wonders on the tension in my neck.

Hmm. Is that all?

I mean, because my ego is shrinking with every word.

If you must know...

Oh, I must.

I missed your company.

Now that you're living here, I'm getting used to you

-being just a short drive away. -Hmm.

But I assume that was your plan all along.

It depends.

Is it working?

[phone buzzing]

Who is he?

Does he have something to do with why you're hurt?

I wish I could tell you everything.

I really think we're past the stage where

you only show me the things you want me to see.

I know.

And I probably screwed things up for us,

which is the last thing that I ever wanted...

You haven't.

But what I want is for you to trust me.

I thought you showing up

at my place last night meant you could.

-This isn't about trust for me. -It is for me.

I'm trying to protect you.

There are things that you are better off not knowing.

I am stronger than you think I am.

I know. I know you're strong.

I'm not questioning your capabilities.

But there are things, Ashley, there are people in my life.

If anything ever happened to you,

I don't know what I would do with myself.

But something has already happened to you.

You're worried about me?

I'm really feeling it.

Okay, I-I'm getting you prescription antibiotics.

I want answers from you, but I need you alive more.

I'll be back soon.

[door closes]

Yo, man, what's up?

I've been trying to reach you all night.

What the hell happened?

What did you hear?

That Ren delivered a message.

That was Ren?

The scumbag skipped the introductions

and went straight to the stabbing.

Stabbed?

I knew it was worse than bruised ribs, but damn.

Okay, okay, um...

All right, where are you?

And please don't tell me you're at Ashley's.

I'm somewhere safe.

I don't want to end up like Max, so I'm staying out of sight.

Nah, that can't happen. You gotta surface.

We got a drop today, and it has to go according to schedule,

or we're both dead.

Did you speak to your boys today?

I texted with Connor earlier,

and I was on the phone reaching out to Noah,

and his guitar answered the phone for him.

[laughs]

Getting his 10,000 hours in early, huh?

Well, I'm just glad that he is refining his talent.

I mean, if you would've heard him ten years ago...

it's-- you know what? Better yet that you didn't.

That bad?

Let's just say I used to hide earplugs

in every room just in case he started playing.

Martin went through a brief drum phase.

Ooh. Mm.

I always encouraged my children

to pursue their dreams, but Ted and I...

Well...

Let's just say we weren't upset

when Martin came home and said he was over drums.

I share your parental relief.

I haven't had the chance to meet Martin.

Oh, he is really busy on the reelection campaign.

I think you have nothing to worry about.

He's got a good platform.

I will relay your compliments.

You know, I'd like to do that myself.

I look forward to having the opportunity

to cross paths with Martin.

And the next time my boys are in town visiting,

I'd like for you all to meet.

It's about time they get to meet the famous Nicole Dupree.

You told them about me?

I'm sorry, did I share the unspoken rule?

I'm surprised Rachel gave you that erroneous information.

That makes the hospital look bad.

I'm gonna have to have a talk with her.

Don't. I probably just misunderstood what she said.

Oh, well, there are other people in the lab

who have been here longer than a mere four months.

You should interview them.

I will get right on that.

Good.

Anything you need for this interview,

you can give me a call.

I've told Naomi that I would love to be

an expert witness in court,

but being an expert in the court of public opinion

is almost as good.

It'll help me build my brand.

Well, I think that your brand is pretty strong.

People around here hang on your every word.

As they should.

Thanks, Shanice.

Hey, Ashley, you just missed Smitty.

-Oh. -He was looking for you,

but I think I got him what he needed.

Okay, fine.

Wait, you're not on the schedule today.

What's going on?

I know you don't love this place that much.

I swapped with Ginny.

You see? That Ginny is working my last good nerve

with all these last-minute switcheroos.

I need to know these things beforehand.

Uh, this one's on me. Don't blame her.

I'm surprised you took an early morning shift.

Didn't that hunky man of yours keep you up late last night?

He sure did.

Oh, I know my chicken recipe slaps.

What'd he rate it? Anything less than

a ten out of ten is unacceptable.

Sorry, you know what, um...

when I start a shift behind schedule,

it just really throws me off.

Yeah, I hear you.

Even after all this time,

just when you think you have a handle on things,

life shows you otherwise.

I know Bill's been feeling his own mortality lately,

but that's no reason to go all Oprah giveaway on us.

Tomas, has Bill been exhibiting signs of having another stroke?

Has he been walking around the office

thinking he's smelling toast?

I promise you, the boss is very much at the top of his game.

Amusing as this all is, Dani,

that's not what Tomas and I were discussing.

Bill's not giving me anything, least of all a penthouse.

We were talking about a client who ghosted me.

And this concerns you how?

That was going to be my question.

Talk faster next time.

I knew her as well, and I'm getting the feeling

she hasn't been entirely forthright with me.

A client? Misleading their attorney?

Will wonders never cease?

Vanessa, when did you last see her?

She disappeared right after I showed her

the Logan Circle property.

Ooh! Gorgeous neighborhood.

Seems your real estate wraith wanted nothing but the best.

Tomas, your turn.

You know why she hired me. Why did she hire Bill's firm?

You know I can't tell you that.

But I can say that the charges were dropped.

-Does this woman have a name? -Lynette Wise.

Lynette Wise.

I think she was facing

some pretty serious embezzlement charges,

which were dropped by the U.S. Attorneys' Office.

How much heavy lifting did that take?

Quite a bit.

Dani, how did you find that out so fast?

Married to one attorney, birthed another.

I know a few tricks of the legal trade.

I thought something seemed a little off with her,

but her whole lease-to-buy proposal checked out.

So then she did tell you

that Hayley was buying the place as an investment option

and would let her live there?

No, she didn't.

Hayley being generous?

No way.

That woman doesn't do anything

out of the goodness of her tiny little heart.

[clearing throat]

Naomi, I was in shock.

You arrived just as I was coming out of it.

-You look pretty still to me. -No...

Hayley said that she got this breakfast from Capitol Grove.

-Capitol Grove? -Mm.

That's a pretty shady part of town.

Yeah, that's what caught me off guard,

especially given certain recent incidents.

Babe, I didn't mean to worry you.

I was in and out of the restaurant

in just a few minutes.

You weren't safe for even a few seconds over there,

especially since we still don't have

a location on your attacker. Come on.

I was just trying to do something nice for you.

I am so sorry that I was focused on making you happy,

I didn't think about my own safety.

I hate how much this mugging has taken away from me.

Mm. In more ways than one.

Meaning?

Look, if this is about Lynette, please.

We don't have to worry about her ever again.

You sound pretty certain.

Yeah.

Why is that?

No, no rules broken.

I'm just a little surprised, Kial.

What you and I have isn't, uh,

exactly formal.

And my boys aren't into formality, just like their dad.

I just want to even the scales.

I mean, our first date,

I feel like I was at a sea of Duprees.

I met the entire family.

I mean, not to mention that I got to meet your ex

and the other gentleman who was competing for your attention.

I never meant for you to feel surrounded or unsettled.

I'm nothing but at ease when I'm with you.

This is just me giving my boys a heads-up.

It's just... well, I feel when I'm with you

and I'm not talking about you with them,

I feel like I'm just hiding something from them.

I guess it's only fair.

I wouldn't hide the fact that I'm seeing you

from my children.

But you introducing your sons to me--

it wasn't that long ago that they lost their mother.

Some days feel like forever ago.

And others...

Our lives didn't end when their mother's did.

And my boys understand that.

They just want to see their old man happy.

And what have you told them about me?

I told them that I met someone

that makes me want to run in place for the moment.

They were sold,

sight unseen.

Hmm.

I wish all kids could be as understanding

after losing a parent.

Hey.

Where'd you go just then?

Oh, I'm sorry. I was thinking about Deanna.

You want Deanna to show the same grace to Vanessa

that my boys gave me?

I do.

And then maybe I don't.

I knew Lynette had a benefactor,

but I didn't realize it was Hayley.

Why would she, of all people,

be buying a place for Lynette to lease?

She saved Hayley when she was being attacked.

Maybe Hayley felt like she owed her something.

A handwritten thank-you, sure.

Maybe a hefty gift card. But a penthouse?

I still can't believe she was attacked outside here,

and in broad daylight at that.

The two of them became close afterwards.

Or she latched onto the poor woman because

she was trying to increase her friend count to one.

But you know what?

I have much better things to do with my life

than to waste my brain space on Hayley.

She is beneath my bandwidth.

Nope. Absolutely do not care.

You're trying to find more information

on Lynette, aren't you?

Something stinks.

Much like Hayley's abysmal perfume.

Let's see what we can find.

I mean, maybe it's nothing.

Hayley gets mugged, she meets this woman,

they become instant BFFs...

Wait.

What?

I've met your mutual client.

Bill, I already told you.

Lynette texted me that she's leaving town.

So she's really gone?

Never to be seen again.

We can all move forward, okay?

Now, I have an appointment,

so I will leave you two to... whatever.

[sighs]

These brats keep getting in my way.

I can't wait till that whole damn family is out of my hair.

I really don't want to get into another argument

about my wife with my daughter.

I'm still getting my breath back from

nearly choking to death.

Dad, don't joke about that. I mean it.

[indistinct P.A. announcement]

I wasn't sure if you'd show.

I had to.

I used my one warning already.

Yeah. Me, too.

Thanks.

I'm doing this for you as much as I am for myself.

Damn, man. You look like hell.

I'll live... I think.

You left Ashley out of this like I told you, right?

I would never let her get hurt because of me.

[elevator door opens]

[elevator door closes]

[sighs]

Oh, well, if it isn't our favorite ab tech.

[chuckles] Yeah, I can't believe

that, um, pun caught on the way it did in certain circles.

[laughs]

Have you, uh, seen Lia around?

No, but the chief's always around someplace.

So, about your dinner last night...

on a scale from one to ten...

Grayson, you don't look so good.

ASHLEY: Grayson.

What a nice surprise.

What is going on here?

Uh, that's what I would like to know.

Did you mess up my recipe?

'Cause Grayson looks like he needs to be

in a bed in Exam Room 3.

Uh, no, I-I followed your recipe to the letter.

I think we just, um...

I think we enjoyed a little too much wine with it.

Well, it doesn't look like a hangover to me.

My head.

Hmm. Well, as long as it was the red wine

and not my red sauce to blame.

Ashley, you ready to get started?

Oh, uh, you know, funny thing.

Ginny and I, we, um... we got our wires crossed,

and she's, she's gonna come in for the shift after all,

so I think I'm just... I'm gonna go home.

What? Wires crossed?

Okay, it sounds like Grayson isn't the only one

who overindulged last night.

You don't need to drink that brand ever again.

Yeah.

What the hell are you doing here?

I said I would get you what you need.

Yeah, I had a run-in with Hayley and this Lynette woman.

She was totally fangirling.

-It was glorious. -I'm sure.

But it wasn't all ego on my part.

It was also the steam coming out of Hayley's ears

as Lynette gave me my flowers.

So you saw them hanging out together?

That's not so surprising,

since they're obviously close enough

for Hayley to pay for Lynette's living arrangements.

When did you see them together?

Hmm...

I had an impromptu meeting with a client,

so that would've been...

late January, early February the latest.

That means you saw them together before Hayley was mugged.

Now you have my full attention.

Naomi, it was just a joke.

Jokes about life and death

-are just not funny, Dad. -Okay.

Sweetheart, what's wrong?

It's just been a roller coaster.

And I came here to discuss the motion on Madison's case.

I think we need to, um,

flesh out her affidavit, and I've got some ideas.

Oh, that can wait.

What's going on? Are you stressed out

because Jacob is still away training?

Okay, you didn't have to say it like that.

Besides, we've talked this into the ground.

And we'll keep talking about it

until I understand what's going on with you.

Well, don't, because this isn't about me or my life.

And why is it every time your wife does something,

you want to turn the conversation around

to my marriage?

Wait, that is not what I'm doing.

And I can't pretend that I don't see what's plain as day.

Really?

That's funny, because when it comes to your own marriage,

you seem to be blind as a bat.

Is Grayson gonna be okay?

I have to believe so, because as bad as he looked,

he was still able to make the drop.

He must have a lot on the line.

We all do.

I...

think your plan to get him to trust you is working.

Yeah, sometimes I think that, too.

But he's still not dropping any names.

Dragging himself to the hospital to do the drop

just shows how invested he is at staying alive.

We can't assume it's anything more than that.

Grayson did really come through for us

when we needed to warn Max.

Maybe now that he's put a target on his own back,

if you talk to him outside of the hospital,

he might come clean about who he's reporting to.

Yeah, maybe.

But my take is he's still holding firm to that.

But we have to take The Impaler down

before it's too late for everybody

and somebody ends up getting killed.

Shanice, at the hospital,

she said that Rachel Lewis

is-is logging some serious overtime,

which coincides with the debt that she's juggling.

And she's been working at the lab for four months.

Yeah, but Grayson's been moving plasma for almost a year,

so his boss in the ring

would have to have been there for at least that long.

Rachel still might be involved.

Maybe she came to Garland from another place.

I'll run the hire dates

from the list that I found on Nicole's computer.

What are you thinking?

I feel like the walls are closing in, man.

This job is taking way too long.

During my first stint as an investigative reporter,

I could feel when a case was about to bust wide open.

And I feel that now.

Garland is going to lead us where we need to go.

It better.

Because there are only two outcomes here.

Either your story sees the light of day...

...or I don't.

[key turning]

WOMAN [over P.A.]: Nurse Johnson to Bed 631.

Nurse Morgan.

You're not supposed to be here.

ASHLEY: Um, hi, Chief.

What do you mean?

I didn't see your name on the schedule.

I swapped shifts with Ginny.

Oh, or I thought I did,

but it turns out that we got our dates confused.

I see. Well, since you're here,

we can use you.

-Uh, but I... -I'm glad that worked out.

Get back to work.

I need you to take these antibiotics and my keys

and go back to my place, okay?

I think it's better if I stay.

You need to rest.

You need to trust me on this.

We cannot discuss this here.

Did the person who did this to you work here?

At Garland?

Back to work, people. Lots to do.

Morgan...

go check on that drip in 33.

It should be just about done.

I'll do that.

And I'll get to the lab.

Your little girlfriend better not know a damn thing.

I'm not stupid.

Could have fooled me.

You look like crap. Go home.

Don't worry about Ashley.

I'll keep my eye on her.

You know, I've heard some serious stories

about Joey Armstrong.

Any of them true?

Whatever you have heard

is probably just the tip of the iceberg,

but I am trying not to say things like that anymore.

Since I agreed to back off of my disapproval of Joey,

hopefully Deanna can get through to her mother.

I don't believe that Deanna will be a fan

of the Joey-Vanessa romance anytime soon.

[sighs] This last year has been a change for all of us.

I was at my daughter's birthday party recently,

and I realized my life looks

completely different than it did.

It's the new normal.

-Do me a favor. -Anything,

as long as it's not distance.

Time, I can always give you.

Next time I verbally meander, just stop me.

I understand my assignment,

and I just want you to know that I take

my chief distraction officer job very seriously.

Well, then how about we get out of here

and find something more exciting to do?

All right, well...

[phone buzzing]

Jacob.

Are you okay?

[groans]

I am.

I just need you to know I love you.

I love you, too.

Are you sure you're okay?

I'm fine.

I just need you to know that I'm doing

everything in my power to make it home to you.

Back to our bed, our light, our love.

Completely out of the shadows that I've been hiding in.

This is scaring me, Jacob.

Don't let it.

I feel like I'm getting close to solving this thing.

The closer you get to your goal,

the higher the risk

for all of us.

Is it safe to enter?

Yeah, I have a lot to catch up on.

I would've brought you a sweet treat,

but didn't seem wise under the circumstances.

Hope that didn't take your breath away.

Well, at least not in a bad way.

No, I'm just fine.

Hmm, okay.

What did Naomi have to say?

Well, she managed to say nothing

and a whole damn lot all at the same time.

Well, did Naomi and Jacob have a lovers' spat?

It's more than that.

Well, I'm sure they'll

work through whatever's going on.

But back to us.

Listen, as badly as that might have turned out,

I sprang that St. Bart's island-themed breakfast

on you this morning for a reason.

The reason being?

We need an actual vacation, Bill, not just one night.

Even our...

makeshift island lovemaking in our own house

was interrupted by your former father-in-law.

Well, now's not the time, Hayley, okay?

There's too much going on around here

for us to take a vacation.

Even you have to recharge sometimes.

Hayley, like I said,

now is not the time.

There are threats to my family happening all around me,

and I won't stand for it.

I'm sorry, I shouldn't be bothering you with this.

Like you said, Dani, you have much better things to do...

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

You started this. You don't get to pull back.

I just meant that I-I gotta get back to work.

You know, my boss is a real hard-ass.

Lucky for you, I have it in with that guy.

So, what does Bill think

of his child bride's embezzling bestie?

You can do this the easy way or the hard way.

He's worried that Lynette's been taking advantage of her,

and he asked me to look into it.

That's why you were asking me all those questions.

But why would Lynette disappear

when she's about to score a new life

courtesy of the happy Hamiltons?

Maybe because there was a little more going on there?

No.

Bill may be a serial cheater,

but a throuple is way too much emotional work for my ex.

Okay, we've gotten a little off-point here.

Here's my point.

Whatever you dig up, you share with me.

-No way. -Yes way.

Hayley's not innocent. Not now, not ever.

And whatever's going on or went on with Lynette

might blow back on my family.

I need to be able to see what's coming.

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