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So, Tiffany Hudson was
being haunted by Dead Lucy.

- Why?
- I don't know.

I think that that's why Tiffany
went to Lucy's mom about it?

Why not show Lucy's mom
the video with Lucy on it?

I think that there's a
possibility that Tiffany tried

to show Lucy's mom the video,

but chances are,
Patrice probably unraveled

like she did when I tried
to talk to her about Lucy.

Hannah Gruen thinks
Tiffany got too close

to finding out the truth about Lucy.

I'm just... I-I have all the pieces.

I just don't know how they fit together.

I really need to figure out

who actually killed Lucy before
my dad's evidentiary hearing

in two days.

- Patrice!
- Come on, girls.

Break's over.

What?

Chop-chop, girls.

- Did you...?
- No.

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Lucy's mom says she worked here.

She let herself in with the spare key.

I guess we haven't changed that
hiding spot since the '90s.

Where's Nancy?

She's Beautiful Mind'ing
it in George's office.

Says she needs to see the case.

But she told me that when
Patrice had her episode

in Larkspur Lane, it wasn't like this.

It was a lot... scarier.

- Is she dangerous?
- I don't know.

I don't think so.

Yeah.

Yeah. Okay, don't worry. Yep.

She's-she's here.

All right.

So, Josh was taking his mom
to check out a new facility

since Larkspur burned down.

They stopped for gas,
and she jumped in the driver's seat

when he went in to pay.

So now Josh is stranded at a
gas station outside of town.

Oh, my...

If I go pick him up, can you guys,
uh, keep an eye on her?

Are you kidding me?

I can't take my eyes off her.

Party of one. Ha!

Laura? You...

Oh, my goodness. You look amazing.

I am amazing. Blessings, Bess.

- Hi.
- Hi...

- Mmm.
- Ooh.

You, um, you seem different.

After our near-death experience,
I realized I was carrying around

so much anger and negativity in my life.

Life's too short.

I want to open myself to the beautiful

and positive
possibilities all around us.

Uh, Laura?

I, uh,

I promised Tiffany I
would keep you safe.

And I-I...

I'm sorry. I feel terrible.

If I had known the Hudsons
were gonna try to kill you...

Your guilt is a heavy energy.

I don't want it weighing me down.

Close your eyes and take a deep,

cleansing breath with me.

Ah...

- Mm.
- Hmm.

You know, um, we-we got this,
if you want to go get Josh.

Okay. Cool. Uh... Great.

So, what brings you back to town?

Uh, my sister.
I am closing the loop today.

Been cleared as a suspect...

Thank you.

And Tiffany's death
has been ruled a murder,

due to a rare poison.

White baneberry.

Moral of the story is that Ryan Hudson

and his fa... family,

- they don't get a dime.
- Oh.

So you're here to collect
the entire inheritance?

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

- And then tomorrow, I go to Paris.
- Oh.

I bought two tickets. First class.

Come with me.

- To-to visit, or...?
- No.

Come with me. Move with me.

There's nothing
keeping you in this town.

You were made for Paris.

An expat, soulful thinker.

Come on. You actually speak French.

Oui.

But what about finding out
what happened to Tiffany?

The Hudsons are murderers.

The state police have taken
over the investigation.

I trust that they'll prove it.

This is it, Ace.

I'm not coming back.

You lost me once.

Do you really want to lose me again?

No. Of course n...

I...

Patrice.

So, what did I miss?

Tell me everything.

It's been tough.

You know, since Larkspur burnt down.

I can't manage my mom's care alone.

I think I found a new place,
the Golden Pavilion,

over in Mapleton.

I wanted to check it out today,

you know, make sure it's a good fit.

This must be hard.

Yeah.

Even with full-time care,

I still need to be there regularly.

I'm gonna have to close up the shop.

Then it's probably time for me
to find a new place to live.

Listen, I'm sorry, Nick.

Though, I'm pretty sure you
shouldn't have been sleeping

in a working garage.

Hey, the price was right, okay?

And I never slept so good in my life.

Well, I'm certain those were the fumes.

Yeah, probably.

Yep.

Ow!

I'll fix that.

Okay, so this is the overlap
between the Tiffany murder and...

- The Lucy murder.
- Okay.

You know this is a restaurant,
and you're turning it

- into murder town.
- My dad's hearing

is in two days,
and I need to find something

that proves that he had
nothing to do with Lucy's...

... untimely thing.

Hey, Patrice? Um, would you mind

going and filling up some
ketchup bottles in the back?

Glad to.

Okay.

So, we know that the
Hudsons had something to do

- with Lucy's murder.
- Right.

After Lucy was killed,

the Hudson shell company paid
Patrice to leave Horseshoe Bay.

And we got that info thanks
to Tiffany's USB drive.

She was collecting dirt on the Hudsons.

Exactly. But now we know

that Tiffany wasn't just
looking into Ryan's family.

She was looking into Lucy
Sable's murder as well.

- My sister did love a good puzzle.
- That's what I was thinking.

Maybe she found some piece
of evidence or something...

... Sable once was able to gaze upon...

Lucy Sable once...

Patrice?

Someone got her in the water,

and that's where she'll always be.

Did-did Lucy do that?

Mom?

Joshua.

Josh, we were just...

We should go.

Hey, uh, I'm-I'm sorry, Josh.

Hey. What the hell just happened?

Okay. Lucy is trying
to tell us something.

All of this happened as soon as I said

that Lucy's death
led to Tiffany's death,

which means I'm on the right track.

- Ace, Laura, let's go.
- Wait, hey.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
- No, thank you.

Wh-Why not me?

I need to retrace Tiffany's
last steps before she died.

And in order to do that, I need a hacker

and somebody that knows Tiffany
better than anybody else.

No, no, no, no.
This is not part of my plan.

I am loop-closing, not loop-opening.

And you don't have to stay here, Ace.

Think about Paris. It'll be so romantic.

Hey. You know what is so romantic?

Solving a homicide together.

With me.

Fine.

I will help you. Today only.

Tomorrow, Paris-bound,
hand in hand with vous, right?

- Mm.
- Whoo-hoo.

- Yeah?
- Gonna be so fun.

All right.

Okay, wait. Just...

Just be careful, okay?

Whatever Tiffany discovered
got her murdered,

and it could get you killed, too.

So just... be careful.

I'm gonna be fine.

Okay.

Where's Chief McGinnis?

Yes. I need to tell him

that I forgive him
for being incompetent.

I'll let him know.

He's in a deposition all day.

Court prep for...

Carson Drew's evidentiary hearing.

Can I help you with something or...?

I think you've helped enough, Karen.

If this is about your father,

you put together that evidence.

I was simply doing my job.

Oh, your job?

You mean invading my privacy
and stealing my journal?

And now my dad's gonna go to
jail for something he didn't do.

Because I think I'm doing
your job, Karen.

I'm trying to find out
who actually killed Lucy,

- instead of...
- Uh, nice...

That's a great segue, Nancy.

That's kind of actually why we're here.

I want to know where my sister went

on the day she was murdered.

State police have the
case. We're iced out.

But you have access

to Tiffany Hudson's phone
GPS information, right?

It's her last remaining family
member personally requesting it.

And what does this have
to do with Lucy's murder?

You always said Lucy's case
file didn't have the answers

to what happened,
so we're trying a new angle.

Right this way.

This is the GPS
from Tiffany's cell phone,

tagged with locations?

Two weeks of data
tracking her movements.

Until her death.

Hudson residence,

Horseshoe Bay Wine Merchant,

La Tresse Salon...

- Mm-hmm...
- Uh, Yacht Club,

Tone Up Health Spa.

Is any of this jumping out to you?

How long was she at the Yacht Club?

1:15 until 4:07 on August 14.

Three hours?

Tiffany wouldn't have spent
more than three minutes

at the Yacht Club unless
she had a gun to her head.

Wait, that's Gallows Lane.

There's an address on here.
725 Gallows Lane.

Tiffany went...

to see a medium on Gallows Lane.

That's...

less than a ten-minute
walk from the Yacht Club.

Tiffany was looking into
Hudson family secrets.

She was asking questions
about Lucy's death.

She was paranoid that the
Hudsons were tracking her.

It's not paranoia if they
were actually following her.

A week before she died,

she told me she felt like
she was being watched.

She was hiding her movements.

She drives...

to places where the
hill-toppers frequent.

She leaves her cell phone
in her car and walks

to wherever she really wants to go.

Yeah, the Wine Merchant
is right by my house,

and she came by to
check out my mom's car.

The health spa is right
near Larkspur Lane.

Yeah, and the day before she died,

her phone was at La Tresse
Salon for almost three hours.

What's near there?

- Library.
- Ooh.

Let's go.

- I'm not going to the library.
- What? Why?

I have enemies there.

Uh...

Okay, well, I'm not going, either.

I have to deal with some
pesky estate lawyers, but...

Paris. Say yes.

Um, hey, so, before you move to Paris,

uh, will you go with me
to la bibliothèque?

Mr. and Mrs. Neff.

- Good to see ya.
- Hi, Ace.

They're regulars.

Mm, and you, as
a character in a Victorian novel,

spend all of your
free time in the library?

Kinda. My mom works here.

But she's not in today.

I am.

- So why are you here?
- Ooh, uh, well..

- You need my help.
- Not your help, specifically.

Dominique, we need the help of
a staff member generally.

You're lucky we store all of
our security footage for a year.

Actually, my mom implemented
that policy on my suggestion.

First season of Serial really shook me.

- What's the date?
- August 28.

Between 1:22 p.m. and 4:05 p.m.

If you would, I like to be accurate.

Unless it's a
capture-the-flag competition.

You cheated, Dominique.

It's hacking, Ace.

There's no cheating in hacking.

Ah, ah. There she is.

Can you switch cameras?

Tiffany visited the library

to use the computers?

If she's hiding her GPS movements,

it makes sense she'd try to
protect her digital trail, too.

At the library, she can search
for whatever she wants

without any fear of
anybody else finding out.

We need to see
which computer she went...

Hold on. That's a problem.

You don't know how to restore
extra frames from a glitch?

I didn't study coding, like some people.

Some us are just naturally gifted.

Self-taught.

So that's a no.

Just show me.

Yeah, of course, Father Shane.

I'll be there shortly.

Let me guess: church boiler
broke down again,

and you can't leave Horseshoe Bay

knowing people will be cold on Sunday.

Well, I'm a sucker
for a long-term client

- that prays for me.
- Hmm. I get it.

I'll stay with your mom.

I appreciate it, Nick.

Hey, uh, you want me to
write up one last work order

for old time's sake?

Nah, it's okay.

I packed up the office.

Oh, don't-don't worry
about the tools... I'll...

I'll grab 'em tomorrow.

Oh, um, Patrice, Josh just packed that.

The move has been very hard
on Joshua, you know?

He's been different.

I'm very glad he made a new friend.

Middle school can be so tough.

Put that in the kitchen.

Uh... uh...

Does Joshua talk to you about...

his past?

About our family?

Um, no, no.

Josh mostly keeps to himself.

Good.

Hello? Stuff it!

You know, I think there's another reason

why Dead Lucy left this-this image.

It's like it's a message.

Like she's trying to tell us why
she was there when Tiffany died.

I can't believe Nick
even has us doing this.

I mean, it's not even,
like, an innovative idea.

Coupons in the mail?

What is this, 2003?

Sounds like being co-bosses

isn't as easy as you
thought it would be.

What is this?

Bess, enough about the photos.

No. Not the photo. This.

_

That sounds like it's a dinner date.

How does Lisbeth feel
about your new mentor?

Well, she's great with it, but...

if Amaya's asking me on a date date,

she'd be less great with it.

It's just Aunt Diana really wants me

to foster this relationship,
so, I mean...

Dude, screw what Aunt Diana wants.

You have a girlfriend.

Tell Amaya to go take
a long walk off a short pier.

Lucky for us,

we can follow Tiffany's trail,
because a few years ago

a wily teenager installed
keystroke-logging software

on every computer in the library.

And you did that why?

Okay.

Uh, got it.

Tiffany was looking at
an old QwikSnail account,

specifically this e-mail train.

Oh, my God, they're love letters,

between Lucy Sable and Ryan Hudson,

from December 1999 to April of 2000.

- Wow.
- "I've never felt like this before.

I think I love you."

"I think I love you, too.

"I want to be with you.

I don't care what anyone else says."

The last e-mail

between them Lucy sent.

"Please forgive me."

Forgive her for what?

Hold on.

There's a response to that e-mail

that was deleted on Ryan's end.

- Can we find it?
- We can if we hack Lucy's site.

And now I know her e-mail.

How long do you think it's gonna take?

We're in.

It's an old account on an old server,

but if Dominique asks...

it was really difficult
and I was amazing.

Do you think we could find out

where Lucy was sending
those e-mails from?

The Sables weren't wealthy,
so I don't think

that they had Internet
access at home in 2000.

Yeah, I can trace her IP address.

In the meantime,
I found what Ryan sent Lucy.

Here's your deleted e-mail.

"I can't forgive you for what you did.

You're a whore,
just like everyone says."

"I hope you die."

There's nothing else?

It was sent to Ryan's QwikSnail account.

He went to boarding school then.

Ah. In August,

Lucy sent Ryan an e-mail to
his Eddings Hall account.

"I know you're still angry,
but I need to talk to you.

"Meet me the night of the Sea Queen...

"ceremony...

at our spot."

And Ryan replied...

"I'll be there."

They arranged to meet

the night that Lucy was killed.

Bess is right.

This photo is a message.

Told you.

I think we need to look at
Tiffany's death video again.

Might be some hidden frames.

Some hidden what?

Ace ran into his nemesis
today at the library,

and she taught him some hacking tricks.

What does that look like to you?

Blurry figure wearing a shirt.

Camouflage pattern.

Or a smudge.

"I can't forgive you for what you did.

"You're a whore,
just like everyone says."

"I hope you die"?

Whoa.

What?

I know that we've gone down this path

a million times, but I think
we should look at Ryan again.

I have a theory and a plan.

My theory is...

Tiffany figured out
that Ryan killed Lucy,

so Ryan had Tiffany murdered.

Wait, so Ryan is responsible for
the death of two women,

and he's still walking around free?

Screw being Zen.

Let's bring the bastard down.

Okay, so, what's the plan?

We get Ryan to The Claw.

We figure out exactly how
he had Tiffany poisoned.

And how exactly do we get
Ryan back to The Claw?

Yeah, he's not just gonna... stroll in

so we can accuse him of murder again.

No, but he might stroll in
for a different reason.

Remind me why an illustrious member

of HBPD needs to be here again?

We need her.

Ryan's confession only holds up in court

if there's an officer
here to witness it.

Otherwise, it's hearsay.

I parked in the back so he
wouldn't see my cruiser.

Ryan.

This way.

Why is there an audience here?

You said that you thought
we should come together

to heal and forgive, that you didn't...

Didn't want the burden
of Tiffany's estate

to cloud my new life of simplicity?

Yeah, no, that was a lie.

We think, with your help,

we can figure out who poisoned Tiffany.

How?

Well, most of the people
in this room were here

the night Tiffany was murdered.

The idea is, we walk through
everything that happened,

from the point of you
walking through the door

until Tiffany died.

See if we missed anything.

- That's a good idea.
- Thank you.

Except we already gave a statement.

Well, giving a statement is one thing,

but seeing what everybody
actually was doing

is a whole other thing entirely.

We think that the whole picture

will give us more than
the sum of its parts.

Are you in?

Of course.

I want to find out who killed Tiffany

just as much as all of you,
and I have nothing to hide.

"Nothing to hide"? What about the...?

What about the what?

Oh, nothing, you seem super innocent.

Ooh! I have an idea.

So, since Nick, Laura and Detective Hart

weren't here the night Tiffany died,

they can fill in for Ryan's friends.

Bess, sit down,
we're not doing a reenactment.

Um, Nancy said "walk-through,"

so he should walk through the door,

sit in that booth, just like you did
the night Tiffany died, right?

Okay, so let's take it from the top.

What, you-you seriously want me to...

go back outside and then come in?

- Yep.
- Yeah.

- In the rain?
- Yep.

Yeah.

Okay.

Okay.

Okay, Ace, kitchen.

Okay, great.

Good.

Sorry! We're closing early
today for the parade.

What? It's how I said it.

Yep.

Mr. Hudson, welcome to The Claw.

- Now, I sat over there.
- Yeah.

Hey, tell me to do the fork thing.

- No.
- But...

All right... so, they sat,

and Ryan ordered for Tiffany.

She didn't want to come in.

I get that.

This place isn't the Hamptons.

And while Ryan and his friends
were looking at the menu,

George brought Tiffany's order
over to me and asked for help.

Wife needs food, I need a minute.

Little help, please?

I was overwhelmed.

Tiffany was outside, and I was ashamed.

And kind of freaking out,

so I just needed to take a minute

to get myself together.

Look, it was stupid for me
to pick this place

and bring her here.

Why did you pick this place, Ryan?

I picked this place because...

I was trying to pull off

a merger that I knew that my father

wouldn't be pleased with.

And this seat right here

was here... and it was empty.

Because it was for Owen Marvin,
who didn't show up.

I was trying to find a
quiet place to bring him.

Yeah, you, you mean a place

where one-percenters wouldn't go.

I mean both.

I wanted to see you.

Seriously? With your wife
in the parking lot?

Look, I made this plan before I-I knew

that she was gonna come.

Okay, so...

George took a moment to herself.

I went to go get drinks.

And I took the order for the table.

One fish and chips,
two burgers with fries.

One burger with a side of salad,
no dressing.

The cooks weren't here
because we were closing early.

So I took their order
and Tiffany's order

and I brought them to Ace.

What happened next?

Bess broke her 200th glass.

Um... I'm improving.

I finished preparing the salad.

- You all right, Bess?
- No.

Bess broke the glasses.

No, I'm sorry.

I asked Ace to help Bess.

Don't just stand there, Ace.
Help her clean it up.

Nancy, can you help me?

Then Nancy and I refilled
the drink orders.

So, there's a window of time

where the kitchen and the food

was left unattended.

And Tiffany was killed by a very

rare and fast-acting poison,

which means the delivery system
had to have been the food.

But the food tested clean.

I don't think that this lab knew

how to test for a poison this rare.

How-how long was the kitchen empty?

A minute or two?

And then I went back and cooked
the fish and the burgers.

Ace asked for a hand,

so I helped him dress the
salad while he cooked...

... and then I took Ryan's
plate out with the fries.

Then Nancy and I brought out the drinks.

I stopped George, sent the salad back

because I didn't want the dressing.

Salad dressing.

I...

I used that salad for Tiffany's entrée.

What?

I-I thought that Bess...

had accidentally plated
Tiffany's salad on a side plate.

I transferred it to an entrée plate.

I thought it was for Tiffany's order.

Then I took that out
to Tiffany in the parking lot.

What? I don't...

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

Ryan, that poison
wasn't meant for Tiffany.

It was meant for you.

Ryan, wait!

I'm not spending
another minute in this town

unless I have a private security detail.

Why would they try to kill me?

- Is this a business hit?
- Oh, my God, Ryan.

Are you serious?

When Tiffany died, you were

losing money for Hudson Enterprises.

I don't think anybody considered
you a business threat.

I think it had a lot
more to do with this.

I was trying to record
the fireworks the night

Tiffany was poisoned,
but instead I caught this.

I've got to take this
info back to the station.

Are you all okay?

No.

We're fine, Detective.

Thank you.

You know, this is all my fault.

If I hadn't have dropped
that tray of drinks...

Bess.

I plated her food onto a poisoned salad.

I'm really sorry.

I know, it's okay.

- I don't blame any of you.
- You should.

If I'd just thrown away that salad.

If I wasn't so caught up seeing him.

No, all of us...

Nancy, we're all

just as responsible for
Tiffany's death as the poisoner.

Guys, don't do this to yourselves.

It's easy for you to say.

You didn't help kill a woman.

What happened was a horrible accident.

The real killer's out there.

You should not feel
guilty for what they did.

That's not on us.

What is on us...

is to find out who it was...

and hold them accountable.

I can see why Tiffany liked you so much.

Is that Lucy?

What the hell is this?

Oh, no.

Now everyone from that night is here.

What do you mean, like Lucy?

I think she's trying
to show us something.

- No, no, no.
- Oh, my God.

I'm just talking to...

No, no, no, no.

- No, no, no...
- What? What? What?

Oh, my gosh, I texted...

No.

What happened?

The killer could hear your order.

Everyone else at the
table ordered fries,

but you ordered a salad.

So they knew exactly
which dish to poison.

That doesn't make any sense.

Of course it does.

Lucy arrow Tiffany...

Because Lucy's death
led to Tiffany's death.

And this is how.

It was revenge.

Because you murdered Lucy Sable.

That's why she's been haunting you

since you came back to Horseshoe Bay.

Tiffany sensed her presence

because Lucy was trying
to warn her about you.

That's why Lucy was here
the night Tiffany died!

Because you killed Lucy!

I didn't kill Lucy!

I loved her.

"I can't forgive you for what you did.

You're a whore, just like everyone says.

I hope you die."
Yeah, that sounds a lot like love to me.

I-I-I didn't...

You didn't what? You didn't write that?

Just like you didn't lie to me

about breaking things off
after the Velvet Masque?

Just like you didn't arrange a meeting

with her the night that
she was murdered?

Did she meet somebody else,

and so you killed her?

I was supposed to send Lisbeth a
text about what happened today.

I sent it to Amaya.

She's gonna think I'm crazy.

- Imagine if Aunt Diana hears about this.
- Wait.

- Amaya Alston?
- Yes.

I get it now. I get it now.

Part of you wanted to share it with her

instead of, you know,
your actual girlfriend.

Are you trying to ruin a good thing?

Hey, it was a mistake, George. George!

Maybe I don't have to move.

I can just go there and
visit for a few weeks.

I think... you can do a thing half-assed

or commit to it all the way.

Don't waste her time,
or yours, with anything else.

Crap.

The banners are on the patio
and so are the face-painting signs.

We should bring them all
in before they get ruined.

Hey, want to lend a hand?

You all right?

What are you working on? Is this the...?

Yeah, as you requested,
I've been searching

for the GPS coordinates
of the IP address

Lucy used to e-mail Ryan, so...

- Ace. We need your help.
- Thanks, Ace.

_

Nancy?

Sorry. I-I let myself in.

Uh, uh, Nick said that
you weren't gonna be here.

Um, I just was checking on
something about your sister.

Did-did she ever use this
computer in high school?

I don't imagine you guys
had Internet access at home.

Yeah, we both came here after school.

That computer is old as hell.

I powered it up last year
when I came back to town,

after I inherited the shop.

You have all of Lucy's e-mails.

S-So, did you...
know about their love affair?

Love?

Does that look like love to you?

He called her a whore.

Lucy became a different
person after Ryan.

I used to have to listen to her

cry herself to sleep every night.

She couldn't let go of him.

But he was done with her.

So he killed her.

And because he's a Hudson,
he got away with it.

A week before she died, she said

she felt like she was being watched.

Before Tiffany died, she said

that she thought she was being followed.

And she was, in a way,

because you started following Ryan

as soon as he got back to
Horseshoe Bay this summer.

For what it's worth,

I don't think Carson murdered my sister.

I spent the last 20
years hoping for justice.

And when you saw Ryan at The Claw...

it was a crime of opportunity.

You listened at the window.

You knew

exactly where to find the spare key

because your mom
used to work at The Claw.

You let yourself in
through the locker room.

- You all right, Bess?
- Skeleton staff,

only one person working in the kitchen,

and then your window arrived.

Ryan's salad was already plated,

so you snuck into the kitchen
and you doused it with poison.

You put the spare key
back in its hiding place,

and then you left...

as if you had never even been there.

Like a ghost.

You killed Tiffany Hudson.

It was supposed to be Ryan.

He admitted to poisoning Tiffany.

- Did he say anything else?
- No.

He was too busy trying to bash
my head in with a pipe wrench.

We're going in, Detective.

I hope Nancy's okay.

She's with the cops and EMTs now.
She's fine.

I kind of meant emotionally.

Right.

Hey, so I know that I am not
the most sensitive person, but

I just want to say I'm sorry...

for being a little bit harsh
earlier about Lisbeth and Amaya.

A little?

Okay, fine. A lot harsh.

It's just...

relationships get complicated, you know?

Yeah.

And sometimes it's easier

to think about what it would
be like with someone else

rather than work on stuff with
the person we're actually with.

And if you end up acting on things...

- Everyone involved gets hurt.
- Yeah.

Yeah, you're right. I know.

I get it. No, I...

I don't want to hurt Lisbeth... ever.

Yeah. I'll-I'll talk to Amaya,

and I will make the lines clearer.

And if she can't respect
the boundaries, then...

I don't want to be her mentee anymore.

Aunt Diana be damned.

- Hell yeah.
- Hmm.

Solid plan.

You know,
you're not in that situation anymore.

Oh, I am so not getting back
together with Ryan Hudson.

Ew! No.

Nick.

Oh, come on.

Him and Nancy aren't together anymore.

You're allowed to feel
whatever you feel for Nick.

Maybe... stop fighting it.

You know, you were right. It felt good

to help finally find
out who killed Tiffany.

And it's the perfect
note for us to leave on,

because there's nothing
left for us here, and...

Laura.

I'm not going with you to Paris.

I don't want to run away
from Horseshoe Bay.

I think if I did,
I would really regret it,

and I don't believe in regret.

What do you believe in?

I believe I have a purpose here.

And...

I believe in being true to yourself,

even at the risk of being misunderstood.

I think you believe that, too.

Which is why we both know I
shouldn't go with you to Paris.

Yeah.

Bye, Ace.

Miss me.

You know, the one thing
that I can't understand is

how he got the poison. Did he make it?

I mean, John Sander
said that it's really rare

and very hard to render.

- Thank you.
- Detective Hart, we need you.

Uh, Nanc-Nancy!

Where is he?

The body's gone.

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