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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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