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war on crime.

The worst offenders are pursued by the detectives of the Specialized Criminal

Investigations Unit.

These are their stories.

All right, I'm just going to need your signature here and here, and that should

do it.

This isn't a big mistake, right? I'm going to let you in on a little secret,

Melissa. There are no mistakes in Toronto real estate.

He's not wrong.

Nothing can be bought that can't be sold again.

Had a markup. Right.

And if I just want a good home?

Listen, it's nerve -wracking, I get it, all this gobbledygook.

But it's a great little home.

You're going to be very happy there.

Mr.

Henning, tell her, how often do we get homebuyers having last -minute jitters?

First time?

Mm -hmm.

Well, then I would be worried if you weren't nervous.

And that covers it. How do you feel, Paul?

I mean, yeah, good. A lot of good memories here.

But a new chapter awaits.

Japan. That's exciting.

What do you think about going back?

As soon as this is finalized. It won't be much longer now, right?

No inspections, no conditions.

The fun should be released by tomorrow.

Oh, excuse me.

Samantha Morgan?

Yeah, whoa whoa whoa wait wait How's that even possible

you checked yourself Yeah,

leave it with me

Oh, hey, I'm sorry to bother you. You wouldn't happen to have a flashlight on

your cell phone, would you?

I dropped my keys. I mean, I'm sure they're in the brush here somewhere. Oh,

yeah, sure.

If you wouldn't mind, thanks a lot.

Paul?

Have we met?

Paul Phillips.

The same Paul Phillips that lives over on Alton Drive.

Yeah, but I'm sorry, how do you know my name? I'm drawing a blank.

I bet you are.

hell is oh my god guys guys

So, who do we have here?

White male, 40s. Doesn't look like he was using the skate park.

Wounds look like a double -edged blade. Two, three, four quick jabs. The one on

the groin would have finished him off. Blood trail suggests he was stabbed on

the path, dragged here as he was dying.

I don't see any defensive wounds.

It wasn't much of a fight. Happened fast. Maybe he was...

Facing his attacker, but didn't expect violence.

You think you knew him?

Well, a stranger approaches on a dark path, you put your guard up.

Friend approaches, you don't end up dead.

Fair call.

No visible tattoos, no discoloration of the skin to indicate missing watch or

jewelry.

Nondescript clothes, neutral color, shoes off the rack.

Blank slate.

His fingerprints aren't in the system and there's no match missing person.

Doesn't come home last night, doesn't show up for work this morning.

Nobody's missing this guy. Apparently not.

Empty pockets, no car keys, no phone, no wallet, nothing.

Simple mugging, cleaned him out. Oh, with the mugging, you take the wallet

run. You don't drag the guy into the woods. Well, I'd say you don't have much

go on, but this is nothing to go on. Report on your John Doe. Nothing much to

write home about.

It's on brand, but there is this.

Black molars.

That's silver diamine fluoride. Correct.

Topical treatment for tooth decay and alternative to drilling. Stains of

Thank you. So our John Doe didn't want to get cavities. That's not exactly

I hate to break it to you, but I see some canvassing in your future. Get a

digital rendering made and go talk to the public.

The public.

Take a close look.

Yeah. Yeah, he came in last night.

So you've seen him before?

No, but he tipped big, stuck around to eat, and said he just cashed in his

chips.

There. May I?

Thank you.

Okay, 9 .42 p .m.

No calls, no texting, just dining alone.

I don't know, fried chicken and sudoku? Looks pretty good to me.

Hey, look at that.

The pen.

Right there.

He just throws it in the trash with everything else, but...

He came in with it, see?

Maybe there's a logo on it.

Oh, it's a breach, but it's something.

This guy leads us to a dumpster full of old chicken, doesn't it? You're in luck.

It was late. I already emptied the trash, so anything you toss, it's still

the can.

Can we borrow a pizza box?

Talking to the public, garbage search. This guy's starting to bother me. Come

on, you love it.

Hey.

There we go.

Samantha Morgan Wingrove Realty.

Well, it's not nothing.

I mean, it's Paul.

Why? What's happened?

And how do you know him? I sold this house for him. I'm actually here

my staging materials.

He cashed in his chips.

Is he?

Is he okay?

I'm afraid he was found dead this morning.

What? What on earth happened?

We don't actually have a lot of details right now, but maybe you can help.

This image is a rendering. Do you happen to have anything that could help us

confirm that we're talking about the same person? I mean, that's him.

I'm 100 % sure that's him. Hold on.

Yeah, that's our guy.

Do you mind if I hang on to this? No, of course.

Thanks.

I'm sorry. I'm just a little confused here. He was on his way back to Japan.

Japan? Yeah, that's where he worked.

That's why he wanted to get rid of this place. He was spending most of his time

there. Oh, that explains why no one misses him.

Are there any photos of his friends or family? Any personal items?

Usually we haul that stuff out by the truckload.

But we actually had to bring some tchotchkes in.

Yeah, it's not much character.

Did you happen to meet anyone else in his life?

No. We only met a couple weeks ago.

Well, that deal must have gone through pretty quick.

We priced it to move. He was eager to get back overseas.

Thanks. Listen, I...

Everyone's standing in line here, so just curious.

Will this affect the sale?

I don't mean to be crass.

Not in my department.

Yeah, it's Detective Bateman. I was hoping you could run a name for me.

Yeah, Paul Phillips, date of birth, March 23rd, 1981.

Address, 227 Alton Drive. Search CPIC. Check occurrences, see what you can find

on a next -of -kin emergency contact.

Thanks. None of the neighbors have seen this guy for months.

Anything out of the ordinary lately? Oh, just the real estate people coming and

going. One of the neighbors, he was so irritated.

The place sold for 1 .5. Under market devalues the block. Poor thing.

Yeah.

Okay, thank you so much.

Paul Phillips has a picture of Scarborough.

mean pride.

Today's time for your mean, mean pride.

Though his mind is not for rent, don't put him down in there again.

If he's ever playing at the fence, writing out the day's events.

No!

Oh.

Oh, God.

Yeah. Okay.

Chellis, second opinion.

What are the bruises around the stab wounds?

Well, they're from the attack.

Looks like the murder weapon had a hilt.

Why, is something bothering you, detective?

Hold me everything.

So, sit up in there. You can take your time, and we'll go in when you're ready.

Okay. Miss Phillips, were you aware your brother was back in town?

No, it was weird. He usually let me know when he was coming.

At any rate, Detective Graff, and we will give you a moment to yourself

we understand this is difficult.

Did you know he sold his house?

He did?

Yeah, he was in a rush to get rid of it. It took far less than he could have.

How often were you two in touch?

Well, not daily, but, you know, we shared the big stuff.

Like selling his home?

I would have thought so, yeah.

I think I'm ready to see him now.

He's right this way.

There was something else we shared. We were both blind as bats. Only Paul was

brave enough to have the surgery.

He had laser surgery?

Yeah, the same astigmatism, but Paul had his corrected.

Do you have a number for Paul in Japan?

Yes, but aren't we going in now?

Can you dial it, please?

Okay. I'm sorry, I'll be right back.

Hey, what are you thinking?

Stay in Mars.

The silver diamine fluoride.

Dentists use it when a patient has an aversion to anesthetic.

If he can't have anesthetic, he didn't get eye surgery.

Well, maybe he's not a blank slate after all. Paul?

Lydia? You're alive!

Lydia, is everything okay?

So who's in the morgue?

An imposter.

I don't understand.

If that wasn't Paul Phillips, who was he?

That was a different question.

How does one sell a house they don't own?

He had ID.

I showed him two pieces. That's a requirement.

Which you didn't authenticate?

I checked his photo.

I looked at his face.

I mean, I'm not Interpol. You met him two weeks ago. He came to you. Is that

right? He saw my bus stop ad.

Told me he was in a hurry and that I should take any reasonable offer.

about that seems suspicious.

That's a motivated seller. That's music to my ear. Keep everything moving so

fast that nobody notices anything's off. Like clearing a house of all personal

items. Not a single photo or keepsake that might identify the real Paul

Phillips. His name was on the title.

Funny you should say. He spelled his name wrong on the purchase agreement.

Use the common spelling of Phillips.

Two L's rather than...

The one L that the real Paul Phillips used.

Repeats the error a few times.

Obviously, I didn't see that.

Samantha, have you heard of anything like this happening before?

I mean, I've heard of it, but no, not to anyone I know.

Hey, who do you like in financial crimes?

I like a strong word.

Chase is all right.

Thank you.

Title theft. Yeah, it's a booming business.

That's what you get when a starter home costs a million bucks.

Safeguards haven't kept up to the money, and the bad guys have taken note.

Have a seat.

In this case, the fraudster opposes the homeowner. Fake ID.

Owner oversees.

Right, obviously.

They target vacant properties.

Unmowed lawn, junk mail piling up. They do a title search, find out the owner's

name, a little bit of rudimentary identity theft, and they are well on

way. Here.

30 homes in the GTA in the last three years sold or mortgaged without the

owner's consent.

Oh, Jesus.

Was this guy involved with any of them?

I don't think so.

But that face rings a bell.

Move.

There was a similar scheme in Vancouver. There was a guy who rented an apartment

to 19 people at once, collected rent from all of them, and then left before

anyone got wise.

Is that him?

Yeah, that's the guy.

Vancouver Regional Police never caught him, but they appealed to the public and

they did get a name.

Timothy Fox was posing as Paul Phillips, huh?

Who are you working with in financial?

Oh, well, Graff is a big fan of Chase, so we're using her. Yeah, one more day

and Fox would have got away with it. Luckily, the house is still in escrow,

the sale never went through.

Well, that's your angle. Somebody solved that problem with a knife.

Yeah, most of the funds at risk were the bank's all insured. However, the

buyer's deposit?

Gotta be over a hundred grand.

Oh, that's killing money.

Go meet the buyer.

I've been looking for months.

Got a bid so many times.

Finally, an offer gets accepted, and then this happens.

Bad luck.

Yeah, is it true that this imposter guy was murdered?

That's what my real estate agent told me.

Melissa, how much money did you put down on the house?

$150 ,000.

That's a big number.

Yeah, with a big loan on top of that, I bet.

Can I ask where you work?

Harborview Lounge on Wellington.

I'm a bartender.

Oh, yeah?

What's your favorite cocktail? Not the mix, but the drink.

I myself am fond of a gin ricky.

Well, I'm not drinking much these days. Because you're pregnant?

Excuse me?

That's why you want more living space. Baby on the way. And how rude do you

to be to make that leap? Well, the leap happened earlier.

From this.

Plaster of Paris.

Clay powder.

Mounting plaque. I don't see any other crafting supplies about, so, uh...

I'm assuming it's a molding kit for a baby foot. That was a leap.

The no drinking part just confirmed it.

Did I get it wrong?

I'm four months pregnant.

Did your parents co -sign for the house?

No, and that's none of your business.

What about father -to -be?

Not in the picture, and even less of your business.

Where were you two nights ago?

Is he serious?

Well, the man who tried to steal $150 ,000 from you was killed, so he's quite

serious.

I was at work Mondays or so, so maybe only 300 people saw me.

Would you like their names?

Let's start with your manager's phone number.

You and, uh...

Pretty hard at her. I'm not getting stabby vibes, are you? No, but she's

definitely hiding something. She didn't even ask if she was getting her deposit

back.

The money's dodgy. Let's follow it.

Yes. I was the advisor on Ms. Auerbach's file. Meaning you approved the loan. I

processed it. Is there a difference? Detective, I'm sure you understand

got us in a spot here.

We can't discuss the personal finances of a client without a court order.

The finances of a single bartender who buys a house for $1 .5 million.

I know it can seem opaque from the outside, but the industry uses something

called a GDS ratio.

Gross debt services. The percentage of income that goes toward housing. You

your stuff. I do.

Yeah, I learned the hard way when I tried to buy in Ronci on a cop salary.

But by my math, to get approved for that loan, Melissa Auerbach would have to be

making over $200 ,000 a year. She's a charming lady, but...

That's a lot of tips.

She had all the records to back it up. Bank statements, tax returns.

Yep, all of it. And you authenticated these? We asked for official documents,

and she supplied them. Detective, as the bank's manager, I have to insist.

Get a court order, and you can look at the records yourself.

If you insist.

Someone definitely cooked the books, made the finances so peachy no one

What is it?

Maybe that was Timothy Fox's mistake. His con ran into an even bigger con.

An imposter meets a forger in a dark alley and blood spills? Maybe it's time

run a con of our own.

Are you still interested in buying a house?

Have you been looking long?

I just started.

Do I look like a deer in the headlights?

You'll get the hang of it. You just need some good help.

About that, I actually don't have an agent yet, and my friend Melissa

recommended you.

Well, then. I mean, I'm always charming, but now I'll really bore it on.

Is this the kind of place you're looking for?

Oh, I mean, it's beautiful.

But, uh, I don't know.

Here's the thing.

Our finances are a bit...

I'm a gallery owner. My husband Henry is a carpenter. We're doing fine, but a

lot of our income is in cash, meaning it doesn't necessarily all make its way to

the book. So that's between you and God.

Okay.

It's just on paper we don't qualify for much of a mortgage.

None of my business, but what you're describing?

I see it all the time. In fact, I know someone who helps clients in your

situation. Like a mortgage broker?

More like an advisor.

He'll help you organize your books.

Oh.

I mean, we don't want to do anything unethical.

Of course not.

You just want a home.

You'll make your payments, right?

Of course.

Then no one gets hurt.

Jesse Grayson.

Let him do his thing.

You'll have the home of your dreams before you know it.

So what would you do? My idea for a restaurant is vegan on one side, snout

tell meat on the other.

Perfect. Offend everyone.

Appeal to everyone.

That's the move, Dad.

Respect their boundaries, but all together. And the servers would use like

demilitarized zone down the middle.

Who is it?

It's just a colleague.

Why don't you head in? I'll be right there.

Okay.

What are you doing here, Grayson?

What did you say to the cops?

You're following me?

I had to make sure you weren't getting cold feet. Cold feet?

I did not tell you to kill that guy. I told you to take care of him.

Look, I just came here so you understand the reality behind all this.

It's you and me now.

I'm Adrian.

You understand?

I didn't say anything, and I won't.

Stay away from my family.

Later, buddy.

This Grayson guy's got this pretty nice operation doctoring people's finances

until Timothy Fox comes along with his own scheme and threatens to blow the

whole thing up. Is that your theory? Yeah, if Fox had managed to sell that

house, it would have sparked a huge investigation once the real owner got

from Japan.

And that would have exposed the whole operation.

We're thinking Grayson killed Fox before that could happen.

Nullified the sale, thinking that's the end of that, problem solved.

That's him.

We got him location data from Grayson's phone.

He was at Weston's skate park at the time of the killing.

Jesse Grayson! Armed officers!

We're coming in!

Bring him in.

poor Grayson.

A single blow to the head, that's what most likely brought him down, followed

by repeated blows to finish him off.

There's no doubt the killer drops the weapon and

washes up with alcohol and hightails it out of here.

Not before taking the computer.

Forged T4.

Artificially aged.

Coffee ring and all.

This must be where Grayson did his work.

It's a good bet that all the clients were on that hard drive.

One of them didn't want it found.

This crime scene is a mess. The baton was a...

Weapon of opportunity came from here.

Grayson was prepared.

Yeah, for a lifetime of not dating.

That's interesting.

Double -sided blade, quick jabs, bruising from the guard.

That's a weapon that killed Timothy Fox?

Could be.

So if Grayson killed Fox, who killed Grayson?

Someone didn't want Grayson's handiwork to come to light. That's why they took

his computer.

Yeah, someone with enough skin in the game to go all the way to murder.

Well, that tracks.

Grayson's services would appeal to all kinds of bad actors.

You can get a mortgage, you can launder a million dollars in the time it takes

to flip a condo.

Do you have his phone?

I got his call history from his provider.

Nothing? Well, a couple of maybes, some numbered companies, some foreign owners,

a couple of pay -as -you -goes, but nothing that connects to real estate.

Or criminal associates.

We thought somebody of your expertise might be able to spot something we've

missed. How many listings are we talking about?

All right, let me sit with it.

Well, I think we... Oh, no.

Hey, Bob, how's the treehouse coming along?

The kids want a second floor.

And plumbing.

Let me know if you need help with financing.

Yeah, have a good night, Adrian.

Sorry, sorry, Tamara. I had to work late.

And I should have called it.

Would have been nice.

Hey.

You think she's okay in there?

Well, I offered her food, and she made a sound I didn't recognize.

Bateman! Griff!

We were on the wrong path.

What do you mean?

It's not one of Grayson's clients.

He starts the loans, yes, but someone still needs to underwrite them.

So I looked at the land title registry, and that's when I saw it. The lending

institutions, the same ones, keep coming up over and over again, and that's what

Grayson's computer would have shown you.

They are all getting their dodgy financing from Hemisphere Savings and

our big fish isn't a gangster.

He's a banker.

Hot diggity damn.

It's a beautiful view.

Beautiful home.

What can I do for you? Tell me, Mr.

Henning.

A man in your position, is your compensation tied to the performance of

branch?

There is an incentive structure, yes.

So if branch does well, you do well. And it's obvious that it's doing very well.

I have a good team.

Transferred there three years ago, we gelled right away.

But Mr. Henning, we're here because we found evidence of widespread fraud at

your branch.

I have no idea what you're talking about. No, we also have reason to

that these crimes are connected to two murders.

Would you care to comment on that?

I wouldn't know how. I'm stunned.

That watch, that's a rarity.

I haven't seen one of those in years, and especially not that vintage. Would

mind if I took a closer look? He's crazy about watches.

Sure. Ooh, looks like someone's been playing with toxic chemicals.

Caught you red -handed, so to speak.

What?

Isopropyl alcohol, maybe.

In pure form, it can cause skin rashes if you were to use it to clean your skin

of blood, maybe.

Detectives, I am a banker.

I use sanitizer after every hand I shake, and I shake a lot of hands.

Now, if you wouldn't mind, I'd appreciate it if you directed any other

to my lawyer.

Mm -hmm.

I do.

But in terms of getting to work on time, I wouldn't worry. We took your advice.

A copy of the search warrant that's gone to your branch.

So we might beat you there, but either way, see you soon.

Irregularities all over the place.

Here's the student claiming $400 ,000 in overseas income.

Well, this client owns three homes on a $2 .4 million borrowed occupation.

Hairdresser.

Ooh, coffee ring and all.

Oh, my God. If you tried this at my bank, they would taser you in the face.

And then they'd file a suspicious transaction report.

Adrian Henning, placing you under arrest.

On what charge?

Well, today, conspiracy to commit fraud and money laundering. But we'll see what

tomorrow brings.

Mr. Grayson's network funneled dozens of fraudulent clients towards Mr.

Henning's bank.

Where did the rubber stand for loans?

Allegedly.

The initial audit suggests it's been happening for over a year.

Now, are you telling me your client... Theo, I thought we were having lunch.

You want to talk hypotheticals? I'm all ears.

Otherwise... All right, okay. Okay.

Hypothetically speaking, your client killed Jesse Grayson to hide his own

criminal activity at Hemisphere Savings and Loans. Mr. Henning has denied any

part in that fraud.

And if you come at us claiming he planned to murder Jesse Grayson...

cams put him at the condo on the night.

Prints and DNA are all over the murder weapon. You see cold -blooded intent.

Perhaps I see something else.

What would that be? Well, if I were to say, and let's be clear, I'm not, that

client knew of a dangerous man that was defrauding his bank and asked the

dangerous man to stop.

Well, if that's your defense, that man would have to be pretty dangerous for a

murder charge to go away. I forget, who was it that brutally killed Timothy Fox

with an illegal weapon?

Oh, right, Jesse Grayson.

When your delusions subside, call me. We'll start talking in absolute.

Thanks for the shawarma.

Self -defense.

Looking that way.

Prince left everywhere a murder weapon came from Grayson's armory. Okay, but

know that just because it's not premeditated does not mean it's not

All they have to do is convince the jury that Henning feared for his life.

Caldwell does that, he'll walk. No, no, no, no. Grayson was attacked from behind

by surprise. He had a whole arsenal of weapons, but none in hand.

He wasn't the aggressor. Not this time.

Exactly. That's the issue.

Grayson's a killer. Henning at best is a family man at worst.

Robin Hood giving houses to the poor.

We need to dismantle the folk hero narrative and put the blood back on his

hands. Not this time.

What? What she said.

Grayson wasn't the aggressor this time.

This whole thing started when one fraud collided with another. If Henning in any

way, in any way conspired to kill the imposter... His self -defense goes out

window.

Yeah, you connect Henning to the murder of Timothy Fox, I can put him away.

Back to plot number one.

Joy of Joyce.

Hey.

How's Josh?

He's scared.

Adrian, these things that they're saying that you've done, make it make sense.

I was protecting us. Don't you dare.

Remember the other night we were coming home from dinner and there was that guy

up front of our house. Do you remember that?

He was threatening us tomorrow.

He threatened to hurt you and Josh.

What? I need... I need you to tell them what you saw.

Okay?

The bank's lawyers advised us not to talk to you guys. Oh, don't worry. You

tell the bank's lawyers that we're not here to talk about mortgage fraud. We're

here to talk about two dead bodies.

What was Adrian Henning's involvement with 227 Alton Drive?

Mr. Henning kept a close tab on that file.

When the purchase agreement came in, something agitated him. Something like a

guy who couldn't spell his own last name? Is it normal for him to read

agreements? No. He's a manager.

He doesn't handle customer transactions.

Yet here he is going over this particular file with a magnifying glass.

mattered to him. Why?

I don't know what to tell you.

You make it all sound so dirty.

It does sound dirty. We help people buy homes.

People like Melissa Auerbach.

Bartender just trying to build a life.

Um, hey, Greg.

Henning discovered the cellar was sketchy.

He looked into him, found out he was an imposter. Yeah, he alerted Grayson, told

him to take care of it.

Conspiracy to commit.

If we can prove it.

Yeah, excuse me, but, um, Henning told us that he was transferred to this

a couple years ago.

Do you know where from?

Uh, Wellington Street Branch, downtown.

That's right across from the Arborview Lounge. We know someone who works there.

We get all types of money guys at the bar, but Adrian seemed different.

He's open and curious and married, and he never tried to hide that.

We talked about it, the ups and downs.

We talked about everything.

Melissa, Adrian Henning has been accused of some very serious crimes.

I'm still struggling to believe that.

You don't think he's capable of such things?

Maybe I didn't know him as well as I thought I did.

I know how this sounds, but I'm not some deluded ex. I'm not pining.

But our thing, while it lasted, I don't know.

Adrian inspired me to imagine a different life for myself.

A bigger one.

And I didn't need it to be real, but then it became real.

You got pregnant, he got cold feet.

Yeah. And you weren't about to be cast aside with nothing.

I wasn't looking to punish him.

I just wanted what he promised me.

What he said was in reach.

What was that?

A home.

Counselor.

We've come across some new information and wanted to give Mr. Henning a chance

to respond.

Why is Mrs. Henning here?

Mrs. Henning got some new information as well.

We'd hoped Forrester would be here so we could put this all to bed, but...

Tomorrow.

Six nights ago, Adrian, Josh, and I were walking home from the restaurant, and

this Jesse Grayson fellow, he threatened us.

He threatened our son, Josh.

And he threatened to kill us all. So whatever my husband did, he did out of

-defense.

Thank you, Mrs. Henning.

Would you be prepared to say all that again in a court of law in front of a

gallery of strangers, a jury of your peers, the press?

Yes, because it's the truth.

Mrs. Henning, would you mind excusing us? We have some...

Delicate matters to discuss with your husband.

No, no, I'll stay.

We don't have any secrets.

Not anymore.

Okay, no secrets.

Mr. Henning, who is Melissa Auerbach to you?

You spoke with her?

We did.

And? You should know that if this case goes to trial, she will be called to

testify. My client's relationship with Ms. Auerbach has no bearing.

Sometimes the least of our sins speak the loudest, Mr. Henning.

Less poetry, detective.

When your affair with Ms.

Auerbach ended, you felt responsible. You wanted to help her out, but you

hardly buy a house for some bartender you'd knocked up.

Sorry, I guess you let that part out.

When you helped Melissa and your baby, you had to do it at arm's length.

So you put her in touch with the man who could make that happen.

Grayson doctored the papers, and she got her mortgage.

You could help her with the money, and it all looked clean. But bad luck.

Melissa tried to buy the house on Alton Drive, where the seller was an imposter.

You caught the con just in time and informed Grayson to take care of it.

I just wanted the guy back off. No, Grayson took it too far. Things were

spiraling. Cops everywhere and your lies woven into this whole mess. Maybe he

didn't go to Grayson's that night to kill him. I didn't. Maybe you just

him to smarten up, shut down his operation.

All Grayson had to do was lay low, but not this guy. No, he's...

Head case, a loose cannon.

And as long as he was alive, everything you held dear was at risk.

Exactly. Mr. Henning feared for his life, and he defended himself.

A decent man in a bad spot.

That's right.

Beautiful family.

Good job.

Even the mortgage staff at the victimless crime, right? I mean, we're

about real estate here.

Everyone's on the take. You were just keeping up with the flow of traffic.

And that's all the jury's going to hear, right?

Except, um, it doesn't work that way anymore.

Melissa Auerbach changes it.

Make your point, detective.

The real victims are the point.

Right there in your own home.

Your wife tomorrow.

Your son, Josh.

You believe a lot of this. Well, they're right in the middle of it, Mr. Annie

McCuth. You put them there.

Think about every time you came home late and you saw the pain on their

Every lie. Every bad excuse. I made a mistake.

A mistake?

No, no, no, Mr. Henning. You're a cheat. You cheat at work. You cheat on your

wife. You cheat your unborn child out of a father by bribing your mistress with

a house.

Not a home.

Hush money.

Gracing was a threat to my family. A threat? Yes!

Well, why didn't you go to the police, huh?

Sure, you've broken the law, but isn't a slap on the wrist better than

committing murder? I told you, Grayson went too far. No, you went too far. It

wasn't the fake documents you were hiding. It was Melissa Auerbach's name.

That was the reason that you wanted all of this to stay hidden forever.

You knew.

The jury wasn't going to see some benevolent Robin Hood giving houses to

poor. They would see a lying banker.

A cheating husband. They would see you bashing a fallen man's skull in until

can see his brain. That's enough, detective.

No, that's over, counselor.

The man was down. He was not a threat anymore.

And if you take this to trial, this all comes out.

And your family will have to live through that horror in public.

And for what?

A moment of bliss?

To have your ego stroked by a beautiful young woman? Detective Graff. So how

much more pain do you want them to go through, huh?

I'm so sorry.

I'm no Theo Forrester, but let's pretend.

Excuse me, Mrs.

Henning, but how did you find out your husband was having an affair? Did he

accidentally whisper it to you one night? Did he tell you she was pregnant?

And what will your relationship be with your husband's love child?

Welcoming?

Take it away.

Please, somebody let me...

Spoke

with Forrester.

He got a guilty plea from Adrian Henning, second degree.

No trial needed.

I guess Henning found his heart.

Or he just looked at the numbers.

You going home, Griff?