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In Toronto's war on crime, the worst offenders

are pursued by the detectives

of the Specialized Criminal Investigations Unit.

These are their stories.

Yeah, man, I got it.

Hey, Sean!

You got any spares?

Yeah, second drawer on the right.

Oh, tidy.

What are you, a Boy Scout?

Nah, I just like everything in its place.

Whoa!

Malik!

How many times do I have to tell you that crap isn't funny, man?

I know, I know. Come on, come on.

- Boss, life drags on pretty hard. - Hey, easy.

It's a bit easier with a little laugh.

That is the last time that you are gonna pull that crap.

Okay, Clint, easy. He's just joking.

Listen, you mess around up here, kid?

Somebody's gonna break their neck.

Drop it.

Careful, careful.

Dad, I can't cut anything

if you make me use a butter knife.

You could cut butter.

Mm-hmm, yum, a butter salad.

Oh, can I let Louie out?

Yeah.

Can we change Louie's name?

No, sweetie, we can't.

- Why? - Well, Mom named him.

But I don't like his name.

Well, I think we should keep it the way it is.

It's what Mom would've wanted, yeah?

Why doesn't Louie live outside?

He really likes it out there.

Well, because it gets cold at night

and it's not super safe for dogs with coyotes about.

That was a terrible coyote.

Oh yeah? Let's hear yours.

Malik!

You want anything from the coffee truck?

Yeah. I'll take a double-double.

Got it. Clint!

Nah, I'm good, thanks.

Need help?

Yeah. Stick to your own side.

Did he fall?

Hey. It's okay, Malik, just stay calm.

Don't panic. It's only gonna make things worse.

Somebody call 911!

Accident at Capstone Buildings, Jarvis site.

One of our workers had a fall!

Louie!

Louie!

Come on.

Louie.

Louie?

Dinnertime.

Come on, boy!

Louie!

Want me to watch your truck?

Now why would I need that?

Brand new wheels, a place like this,

who knows what will happen?

Alright, little man.

I respect the hustle.

Hey, Malik.

What up, man.

- It's been a minute. - Yeah, well, I've been busy.

Hmm.

You good?

Yeah, you should have seen me a month ago.

I busted three ribs.

- So, listen... - Ah, ah.

First things first.

You really gotta be like that?

No wire, no problem.

You been working out?

Come in, man. Sit down.

What's up?

- I need a favour, man. - Talk to me.

These trucks are coming in from Sarnia,

- Halton Hills, Caledon... - Zev?

... the loading bays down there are for the East End.

Zev, I found another one. No address, no postage.

That's the 19th package today.

Okay, you know the drill. Photograph it.

No, I think you need to see this one.

Thanks for coming down so quick.

Detective Fabiano, 44 Division.

I'm Detective Bateman. This is...

my partner, Detective Darcy.

We've set aside a package for you. No address, no postage.

Inside...

Mail laws are pretty strict. Why was it opened?

Protocol is to alert authorities

if a suspicious package is leaking.

Plastic wrap likely tore in transit.

Blood soaked through the cardboard.

Only a matter of time.

We heard you found more than just this.

Yeah, we found a lot more.

26 segments, each in its own parcel.

Same skin tone.

Could all belong to one victim.

These nine over here?

Just the torso cut up into small pieces.

We found pieces of legs and arms

in sorting stations six and four.

No address or postage.

All just under the size of a mailbox opening.

Whoever sent these could avoid

going to post offices with surveillance.

Are we able to track which mailboxes they came from?

Manager here says all mailbox pickups are combined

before being sent to sorting.

They can't trace it backwards.

All we know is these were dropped off yesterday.

So our killer's smart enough to send packages undetected.

Without postage or an address?

They knew they would end up here.

Which goes against the whole point of dismemberment.

Why cut up a body

just to have all the pieces found in the same place?

What if it's this? Us. Here.

The news crews circling outside.

Someone's trying to send a message.

So who's the messenger?

DNA tests confirmed

all 27 pieces belonged to the same male victim.

Dismemberment occurred post-mortem.

The killer removed all the organs

and segmented the body by major muscle groups.

Like a hunter.

Hope you didn't have a big lunch, new guy.

This one's a bit macabre, even for me.

Sort of like Frankenstein's creature.

Without the head.

Victim's around 30 years old.

Cause of death is actually six bullets to the chest, 9mm.

Killed approximately two to three days ago.

We also found fractures in the right ribs and wrist,

injuries sustained a month ago.

Tell me about these scars.

They're actually burns. Severe ones.

They'd have to be third degree.

A couple of years old.

We also found traces of ink beneath the skin.

That's a gnarly way to get rid of a tattoo.

Might not have had a choice.

Gang tattoos.

Leave the club under bad circumstances,

lose the branding.

You're thinking this is gang?

Dismemberment reads more cartel, but it's hard to say.

How was this done?

Reciprocating saw.

In terms of ID, no head, no teeth for dental,

but we do have a hand for fingerprints.

Well, if he was in a gang,

chances are his prints are in the system.

Victim is Malik Chambers. 27 years old.

Fingerprints wound up in our system back in 2016

when he was charged with a string of B&Es

and one count of aggravated assault.

Checked with GangNet.

No known associates.

So he's a solo act, no gang.

Perhaps. Or he was loyal.

Just because he didn't snitch doesn't mean he wasn't a member.

What about this injury, the cracked ribs?

This predates the murder?

Malik was admitted to St. Mike's a month ago.

He fell two storeys off a platform,

told doctors he messed up at work,

forgot to tie off properly.

He was a labourer at Capstone Buildings,

worked there for the past five years.

Syncs up with the burned-off gang tattoo.

Let's say Malik runs with a crew for a while,

then he decides to get out, earn an honest living.

Leadership doesn't like that,

so they take a hot iron to his gang tattoo.

I'm just saying we shouldn't take gang off the table.

Alright. Anything else you'd like to add to the table,

Detective Bateman?

Actually, yes.

A week ago, Malik registered a brand new truck.

Officers didn't find it at his home.

Mark just tracked the GPS to its last destination

right by Finch and Birchmount.

What's the exact address?

Uh... 168 Norcap Ave?

168 Norcap,

that's right across the street from 165 Norcap.

That's the headquarters of the Glendower Boys.

So, last known location, steps away from a gang's HQ?

That begs the question...

Did Malik pay his old crew a visit?

- So Malik goes to see his ex -gang. Why?

Maybe they lured him.

Maybe to silence an ex-member who knew too much.

Maybe he needed something from them?

That's a lot of maybes.

Maybe we should talk to them.

Are you familiar with the Glendower Boys?

I know the team, not the players.

Their leader, Andre Miller, is linked to multiple homicides.

But chopping up bodies into little pieces...

I take it Andre's smart enough to not want to talk to us.

Unless he has to.

Last I heard, Guns and Gangs had a pile of search warrants

locked and loaded against the Glendower Boys.

But they were saving them for an opportune time.

What, like now?

If only I knew someone who had sway.

Police!

Police! Hands up!

Miss the action?

I do. But suits can't do dynamic entries.

Division policy.

It's too bad, they were fun.

And this isn't fun?

Five guns, a couple of scales, half a kilo of cocaine.

That's quite the collection.

Come on, man. I know the drill.

You snoop around,

we do a little dance and make a deal.

So why don't you just hurry up and tell me what you want so...

I can back to business.

When was the last time you saw Malik Chambers?

Years.

You sure about that?

It's just that's a strange coincidence because his truck

is parked right outside.

Oh, you think I'm dumb enough

to kill him and leave his truck outside?

You were dumb enough to leave five guns in your house.

But okay, let's set that aside for a minute. Alright?

Thing is, it's kinda hard to set it aside.

Not because the triggers are taped

or because the serial numbers are filed off.

But because they're Glock 17s, 9mm.

Same calibre of bullet we found in Malik's torso.

Well, pieces of his torso.

But what do you know?

Small world.

Okay, let's reset. I'll start with a softball.

When was Malik here?

Sunday.

Oh, that was the last day that Malik was seen alive,

- that is not very... - Hey, come on.

Nobody here would touch Malik.

Alright? He's like family.

Okay, then tell us what happened.

Come on, Andre, you tell us what happened,

all this stuff goes to the bottom of the pile.

Well, I mean, we're gonna have to confiscate everything, but...

still a win for you.

Was he here for money?

- Was he here for a job? - Neither.

He wanted a Glock.

- Why'd he need a gun? - I don't know.

Maybe he wanted to buy some peace of mind.

Okay.

If we're believing this guy, Malik came here to buy a gun.

A gun that can't be traced back to him.

You buy a gun for either protection or attack,

so which one?

Well, if you're defending yourself,

you go home, you bolt the door.

Yeah, but he didn't go home.

According to Andre,

he walked out the door and went down the street,

leaving his truck here on purpose.

He knew it could be tracked. GPS, right?

Okay, so he leaves his truck here,

he goes out on his own with a gun.

Eliminating the defence narrative.

So he's on the offence. What, to kill somebody?

Seeing as he ended up in little pieces,

that plan didn't go so well.

So if we're to take a gang leader at his word,

the night of the murder,

Malik buys a gun and goes to kill someone.

We believe that Malik's target became his killer.

Overpowered him, shot him with his own gun.

But then why the dismemberment?

Okay, say I'm Malik's target,

he comes to kill me, I overpower and then I kill him.

That's self-defence. Why not just go to the police?

Well, when we find him, we will be sure to ask.

So who you got?

Malik's been out of the game for a while.

If he's going on the offence,

we're thinking that he was provoked.

Someone else threw the first punch.

Or push off a ledge, two-storey drop.

The fall? No. That's...

That was a workplace accident.

But what if it wasn't? What if he was pushed and he wanted payback?

But then why would he tell the hospital

that it was his fault?

Why not press charges?

Well, because maybe he was paid for his silence.

Mark dug into Malik's truck.

It's registered in his name,

but it was purchased by Capstone Building,

- his employer. - Hush money.

To keep him quiet about being pushed.

Alright. Find out just how accidental this fall really was.

I saw it on the news.

What happened to Malik...

He came to Capstone to leave a life of violence behind.

The fact that it followed him is terrible.

You knew he was in a gang?

Yeah, he told me in his interview.

But I believe everyone deserves a second chance.

And I was right. Malik, he was a loyal employee for five years.

And in that time, was Malik involved

in any other workplace accidents?

No, I don't think so.

Listen, we have protocols and training,

but the odd time, accidents happen.

- Rosa? - I was assigned to Malik's

fall and I can assure you there is no foul play involved.

Shortly after the accident,

your company bought Malik a truck.

Is that also part of your protocol, Mr. Zechner?

No. Malik was an exception.

After the accident, WSIB investigated the fall.

They ruled the cause as employee negligence on Malik's part.

Meaning Malik was ineligible for workers' insurance.

The man gives half a decade to Capstone,

gets injured on my site, and gets zilch?

After I saw what happened to him, I had to make him whole.

And you were on site when Malik fell?

No, I traded my steel-toed boots in a while ago.

But we compiled footage of the accident.

This is from our security camera.

And this one from a worker's cell phone.

Stay calm, don't panic.

It's only gonna make things worse. Somebody call 911!

He definitely wasn't pushed.

Show me the fall again.

But it looks like we was expecting the rope to hold him.

He was.

In Malik's statement, he admitted

that he couldn't remember if he clipped in or not.

Maybe someone unclipped his harness.

Was this the only other person on the floor when he fell?

Clint Vetro. Head ironworker.

Yeah, I wasn't surprised

that Malik forgot to tie off, you know?

He's always more concerned with getting a laugh

than working safe.

He was a bit of a prankster?

Is that why you requested he be removed from the site several times?

Yeah. I mean, he wasn't safe.

He didn't understand that if you make a mistake up there,

you could really hurt yourself.

Like fall two storeys and break three ribs.

Well, you did the right thing.

Requested that he get taken off your team.

But when that didn't work...

Whoa, no, no, no, no.

No, I didn't unclip him, okay?

Like, I didn't see anything.

Okay, well, maybe somebody else saw something?

Sean Carson?

He was working with you and Malik up there that day?

Sean, he came down to get a coffee

- before any of that happened. - Where can we find him?

Uh, Sean, he's not the most reliable source.

- Why's that? - The guy's a booze bag.

A couple of days after the fall,

super smelled of vodka in his water bottle. Fired him.

So you're saying the only other person up on the platform

with you that day was fired?

That's convenient.

Vodka? Come on. I don't even touch the stuff.

The super planted it on me. Capstone wanted me gone

because I knew Clint had it out for Malik.

You thought he was behind the fall?

Yeah. I started asking questions and what do you know?

The next day, they plant booze on me.

Because I knew what Clint did to Malik was willful misconduct.

Willful misconduct, that's a legal term, yeah?

My dad was a lawyer.

- This was his home. - Huh.

I've tried to keep it the way he had it, you know?

To honour his memory.

Do you mind if I take off my shoes?

Is there any reason you can think of,

any reason why Clint would've wanted to hurt Malik?

Malik was a prankster.

Clint was old school. He didn't get the joke.

What kind of prankster we talking?

Oh, hiding somebody's measuring tape

or super-gluing a thermos shut.

Yeah, that sounds like a hoot.

Or this one time,

when this guy went into a porta-potty, uh...

Malik parked a forklift up against the door.

Poor guy was trapped inside...

He's banging and banging and screaming to get out,

but Malik just laughs.

He says... He says, uh,

"Don't panic, it's only gonna make things worse."

After two hours, he lets him out.

Would you just say that again, please?

He let him out after a couple hours?

"Don't panic, it's only gonna make things worse."

That's exactly what you said

to Malik when you found him after the fall, word for word.

Strange.

Where were you Sunday night?

Here. Alone.

I'm a bit of a homebody.

Any more questions?

Yes.

Why'd you replace the carpet?

This house is a time capsule.

Nothing's been replaced in decades

except this piece of carpet.

Why? You did a great job, but I feel the seam.

It starts here, so...

all this is new.

I spilled wine.

Luckily, Dad had an extra roll in the basement.

That's the perils of wall-to-wall carpet.

You stain one spot, you have to cut it out.

But this piece goes long.

Did you drag the wine bottle outside?

What's outside?

My workshop.

The house is all my dad, but this space, this is mine.

I love spending time in here.

Building things, breaking them down.

It's pretty clean.

You have to stay organized.

What use is having a tool if you don't know where to find it?

Like a reciprocating saw.

Oh, those are great at cutting through bone.

My dad was an excellent hunter.

He used it all the time to break down deer.

Can you step away from that?

Do I have permission to open this?

Sure.

Like I said,

great for breaking down deer.

- Is Sean still in interview? - He's running out the clock.

The guy is good. He's impossibly good.

The report from CFS came back on the reciprocating saw.

- It's clean. - And the lab found traces

of hydrogen peroxide and peracetic acid on the blade.

Same compounds they use to sterilize their equipment.

Theo, we can prove

that Sean sterilized the saw he used to dismember Malik.

Just because you can prove he washed his hands doesn't mean

they were covered in blood.

If we can get a search warrant, we can find evidence

- that places Malik at the house. - I'm sure you will.

But as is, you have no grounds for a search warrant.

You only have that saw because he allowed you to take it.

What about all the things that Sean said?

The horror story of Malik trapping him in the porta-potty?

Technically, that was a story about an unnamed third party.

Look, he's displacing his experience onto someone else.

You should've seen how he said it, his fists were clenched.

He lived through that trauma, that rage.

He basically told us he hated Malik.

He indicated and suggested he hated Malik.

But he never admitted to anything.

He's a pro at suggesting what he means

without actually incriminating himself.

I'll tell you what he means.

"I killed Malik Chambers. Come and get me."

You can leave.

Oh, I almost forgot. Can I get my saw back?

I'd lose my head if it wasn't attached to my body.

So we let a killer walk out those doors

and we're sure it's him, but we have no proof.

What do we have on Sean Carson?

A timeline and motive.

Sean intentionally causes Malik to fall.

Because Malik pranked him.

That's a bit of an outsized reaction.

Malik buys a gun to go and kill Sean.

Yet another outsized reaction.

Sean overpowers and kills Malik.

And in the most outsized reaction of them all,

he cuts him up into little pieces and puts him in the mail.

It's as if he's having fun.

- What's our way in? - His psychology.

Yeah. So we started at the beginning.

Turns out Sean has a file at CAS.

I'll take the abridged version.

Right. Uh...

Mom died when he was six.

He's left with a brutally abusive father.

A few years later, taken by CAS, bounces around foster homes.

He drops out of high school, struggles to hold down a job,

fired multiple times for getting into fights with his co-workers.

It's all a bit trite.

Who wasn't hugged long enough as a kid?

What's your way in?

We don't actually, eh... we don't exactly know yet.

If we can unlock why he is who he is,

we might stand a chance at pushing the right buttons

to get a confession out of him.

Unlock a man's trauma, unlock a man's soul.

What did...

If we're going to start armchair analyzing a killer,

we should probably go to a professional for help.

Frankie's told me about the case,

but what's your take on this Sean fellow?

Developmental trauma seemed like the natural place to start.

To borrow your words,

"Unlock a man's trauma, unlock his soul."

Actually, it's, "Unearth the trauma, unlock the man."

But...

I'll forgive your misquote.

Well, to err is human.

We focused on childhood.

Sean's mom died when he was six. His father was abusive.

The loss of his mother so early, coupled with his father's abuse

could have stunted Sean's moral development,

freezing him at the pre-conventional stage.

Hmm. Sounds like someone's been reading his Kohlberg.

And some Bandura.

What if Sean's father imprinted

a skewed sense of morality and justice on his son

in his formative years?

Now, if we can just get through to that hurt child...

Normally, I'd love nothing better

than to plumb the depths of a man's psyche,

but from everything Frankie's told me?

That hurt boy is long gone.

- Then what's left? - You've got a man who exhibits

both sociopathic and psychopathic behaviour.

Traumatic childhood, that's a point for sociopath.

But callous dismemberment of a body?

That points to psychopath.

So what's your analysis?

You're dealing with a black hole.

Sometimes there really is no there, there.

Just anger. Fury.

Some people just like to watch things squirm.

Um... Now if you'll excuse me,

I have a paying patient.

Um... Frankie?

Sunday night we're making schnitzel. Rowan's favourite.

You're really gonna use my daughter as incentive?

Whatever it takes to get you over for dinner.

Well, she will be there, and I'll try my best.

Okay.

- Thanks, Dad. - Sure, honey. Okay.

Hmm. Mark just got the results

from the occurrence check on Sean.

He's the subject of a harassment report.

Oh, filed by Malik?

No. By Nate Zechner.

From Capstone Buildings.

What's their boss have to do with this?

Your murder victim

told Nate Zechner that this Sean Carson unclipped him.

But Nate had no proof.

He couldn't fire him without cause,

so he found a new reason to fire Sean.

Drinking on the job.

It was a ploy, Detective Strauss?

Nate had a super put some vodka in a water bottle.

He felt awful about it,

but he needed to get a dangerous man off his site.

But then, the harassment started.

Nate came down to see me to file a complaint.

Sean was never arrested.

Oh, let me guess, he never legally crossed the line.

He, uh...

texted Nate videos of him shooting a hunting rifle.

Intimidation.

Well, technically he's just sharing target practice.

Yeah. But then things escalated.

Nate found his dog's mangled body in the backyard.

Jesus.

But who's to say it wasn't a coyote.

He bent the law to his will to torment Nate in plain sight.

That's not even the worst part.

Last I heard from Nate was just over two weeks ago.

He got this in the mail.

No return address, no card, no prints.

His daughter?

Alice.

I'll be back in a minute.

We're worried about your safety,

about your family's safety.

We're doing everything we can to put Sean behind bars,

but until then, we want to assign

a security detail on you...

None of that will be necessary.

What are you talking about?

This was a big misunderstanding.

Sean isn't a threat. To me or anyone else.

Did we not make ourselves clear?

We believe that Sean murdered Malik. He holds a grudge,

and given that you planted alcohol to get him fired...

Who told you that?

Okay, well, that was a huge mistake, and I...

I should have never tried to fire Sean like that.

- He didn't deserve it. - Deserve it?

You knew that he sent Malik off a two-storey ledge.

No, I told them... there's no proof.

You filed a harassment complaint, Nate.

I was paranoid. And in a moment of weakness,

I blew everything out of proportion.

Sean was just joking.

What about your dog?

A tragedy.

But we live on a ravine. There are animals.

We know Sean has intimidated you

and that it's hard to turn against him.

We can help you if you let us.

♪ ... for how long ♪

♪ Whatcha gonna do when I'm gone? ♪

No help needed.

Jesus, that's annoying.

- It doesn't bother me. - ♪ You're gonna have a good time ♪

We can continue the interview in here.

♪ What can I say? ♪

Put that by the wall.

Carefully.

What are you doing here?

- My job. - Your job?

Yeah, I work here now.

Chief project consultant.

You see, Nate finally recognized my business acumen

so he gave me the respect I deserve and, uh...

a job and a paycheque that reflects that. Isn't that right?

It's true.

He's giving you business advice?

I have a lot of great ideas.

Okay, let's dispense with the charade.

What are you doing here? Really?

I'm here to work.

You see, I prefer the corner office over the job site.

It's so dangerous out there.

Sean, I think that's enough for now.

We can finish this in my office.

Why, is there something you'd like to say, Nate?

There isn't anything you can't say in front of me, is there?

You see, Nate and I, we don't keep secrets from each other.

Most people like to sweep their secrets under the rug

or bury them in the backyard.

But not Nate and me.

Yeah, cadaver dogs searched the front and backyards.

Nothing. But they picked up a scent

just beyond the property line, in the ravine.

Stay here.

The grass was chewed up.

Soil recently disturbed.

Da Silva confirmed the severed head is Malik's.

I take it you brought

both Nate and Sean in for questioning?

We did. But they both claimed to know nothing,

so we had to release them.

We're focused on Sean, the psycho-sociopath unicorn.

But that head was buried in Nate's backyard.

Did Nate kill Malik? Yeah, we considered that.

But it didn't take long to see that Nate attended

a conference in Montréal on the day of the murder.

Lots of photos, 300 attendees.

Nate's not the killer. Sean plants the head.

Points us to it, but Nate doesn't say a word. Why?

I don't think Nate knew about the head.

When forensics dug it up,

it looked like he was gonna puke.

Does Nate think that Sean might come after him?

Sean doesn't want to kill Nate.

He's having too much fun torturing him.

It's like a kid picking legs off of a bug.

Yeah, but to be safe, we assigned a security detail

to keep eyes on Sean,

make sure he doesn't harm Nate or his daughter.

What about the spouse?

No. No, the wife died of cancer last year.

The detail helps, but it is a short-term solution.

I keep them on for, what,

a week, a month before I have to remove them. What then?

We may actually not need to wait that long for an answer.

This is from the detail, "Guess where Sean is right now?"

Good afternoon, officer.

If you don't leave here in five seconds,

I'm arresting you for watch and beset.

Easy. Easy, it's only a phone.

Five. Four. Three.

You should know I'm welcome here.

Two. One. Out of the car. Now.

Officer?

This isn't necessary, is it?

I told you.

I'm welcome here.

Sean shot Malik six times.

Even if he cleaned the walls,

luminol would reveal blood spatter.

Or we'll find trace fibres on the floor

from when he dragged him outside.

A forensic sweep of Sean's house will find Malik's DNA.

All true.

But you know that for a warrant,

you need to place Malik at Sean's home

at the time of the murder.

Theo, the man is outside Nate's house right now

and we can't do anything.

- Help us out here. - Listen.

Best you can do is ask Sean to come in for questioning again.

There is no point. He's stonewalling us.

Nate must know something.

Nate's not gonna talk either.

In fact, he's paying our killer a handsome salary.

Why pay off the man who killed your employee,

who's tormenting you?

Can we use that?

Argue that Nate is paying a killer to spare his life.

Arrest Sean for extortion...

You said accounting went through the books.

Nate's paying Sean through the company. All above board.

The money's not gonna make Sean go away. Not for good.

Wait.

What if this isn't the first time

Nate tried to buy his safety?

- Nice to meet you, Alice. - Nice to meet you too.

Alice, can you go pack your clothes with Jackie?

She's in your room.

Okay.

Nate. If you're planning a trip somewhere,

- you gotta let us know. - I'm not going anywhere,

I'm just dropping Alice off at my sister's for a while.

She lives in Oakville.

He's still out there.

Do you really think leaving her at your sister's

will make him go away?

What do you want me to do?

Keep her here with me, with him out there?

Look, I get it, you'd do anything to protect her.

That's why we're here. We're here to help you.

We can promise you that Sean will never harm your daughter.

You just need to tell us the truth.

The truth about what?

You fired Sean. He threatened you.

You called the cops. He escalates. He kills your dog.

He escalates again.

He sends photos of your daughter in the mail.

It's pretty clear where he's headed next.

So you had a choice to make. Kill or be killed.

You turned to Malik, who hates Sean for good reason,

has a history of crime, he's out of work.

Malik was my employee.

- I never... - Four days before

Malik went to kill Sean,

Capstone gifted him a brand new truck. $80,000.

I have to hand it to you.

I've seen a lot of ways to hire a hit,

but making it tax-deductible?

I told you, I gave him that truck

because I felt awful about his injury.

Yeah.

That's exactly what your accountants said.

And as far as we can prove it, that's correct.

We have no evidence that you hired Malik to kill Sean.

And that's why you're gonna give it to us.

I have no idea what you're talking about.

You both need to leave. Now.

Look, Nate, as it is, we do not have what we need

to arrest Sean for murder. But that could change.

We believe Sean killed Malik inside his home.

If we search his house,

we will find the evidence we need to put him away.

Then what's stopping you?

Proof that Malik went to Sean's house with a gun

with intent to kill.

It took me a while to see it.

This moment, right here.

With him out there and you unable to ask for help.

He has you cornered, doesn't he?

We want to help you.

All he wants is to torture you.

All he wants is to watch you squirm under his force.

That's why he chopped up your hitman and sent him in the mail.

He wanted Malik to be found.

He wanted it on the news.

To send you a message that your plan failed, that he owns you,

that he owns Alice.

But you won't let us help you, why?

He has something over you.

He has proof that you hired Malik to kill him, doesn't he?

He has Malik's phone.

It was a burner.

You saw it in the office.

There are messages on it.

Messages that incriminate you?

If...

And I'm not saying I did it, but if I did what you're describing...

I'd go to jail?

Yeah. You'd be charged with conspiracy to commit murder,

but we'd have enough to arrest Sean right now,

right this minute.

We could keep him in holding indefinitely

while we search his house.

And you have our word,

we will do all we can to get you a reduced sentence

and the Crown will do all it can to put Sean away for life.

What about Alice?

I cannot imagine the pain of leaving your child.

But look at where you are.

You're the only parent she has and you're sending her away.

You're not gonna be there to say good night.

You're not gonna be there when she wakes up in the morning.

And it will break your heart every day.

And you'll do it because you want to keep her safe.

It's not gonna work, Nate.

It's not gonna stop Sean.

If you tell us the truth,

you guarantee that he will never harm her.

It's the only way.

The monster's outside your door.

The only question is how much longer do you let it go on for?

Or do you make a sacrifice and she can finally be safe?

Round-the-clock protection

for Alice until he's put behind bars.

Of course.

You don't know what it was like.

I tried to go to you,

to the police.

But no one could help me.

They said when he crossed the line, they'd arrest him.

But by that point, we'd be dead.

I couldn't just wait for it to happen.

I couldn't just... do nothing.

I hired Malik to take care of him.

I just wanted Sean to go away.

You need to get him rid of him right away

and he never goes near my daughter again.

With pleasure.

You are under arrest for murder.

- Did he tell you the truth? - You have the right to...

- What he did? - ... instruct council...

Getting me fired, wanting me dead?

You may choose any lawyer you wish. Do you understand?

Oh, my God, he did tell you!

I can't believe you had it in you, Nate!

Nate!

Nate!

I see you, Nate!

I can see you! I see you!

I can't believe it!

I see you!

Be careful when you're fighting monsters.

In case you become one.

What does that say about us?

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