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Hello?

Katie, is that you?

Hmm.

Hmm.

Yeah?

Oh, my God.

Yeah, of course.

No, I'll be there as soon as possible.

Okay, bye.

I thought she was sleeping.

I mean, she's always been a pretty deep sleeper,

especially the last few years.

I'm so sorry, Katie. That must have been awful.

I mean, to pass peacefully in your sleep like that,

there are worse ways to go.

- But... - I know, I know. But still...

When's the last time you spoke to her?

I'm not sure.

Was she having any problems?

Not really. I mean

she was pretty much always tired and always complaining

that everything hurt, but that's just Mom.

Yeah.

What did the medical examiner say?

They said they won't know for sure

- until they finish... - Uh-hmm.

- Everything. - Uh-hmm.

But they're almost certain it was a heart attack.

Do you know if she was taking her medication?

Yeah. I mean, I came by to check on her every other day

and I always asked her if she needed help

keeping track for medication,

but she said she was fine.

Look, Katie, I know I don't say this nearly enough,

but I am so grateful for everything

you've been doing the past few years.

I live here.

You live five hours away.

I know, but still...

Besides,

I didn't really take care of her.

I mean, she was pretty independent

till the end.

God, this place has so many memories.

Yeah.

Do you wanna stay with Bill and I?

Um, no. Actually, I'll stay here.

- Are you sure? - Yeah, I can start

getting things in order.

I mean, whatever you want, but it's really no rush.

No, I know, I know. I just...

I feel like I need to say my goodbyes, you know?

Yeah. Well, what about tomorrow?

Want us to pick you up for the funeral?

No, that's okay. I can get myself there.

Okay.

What about tonight?

Do you wanna have dinner with us?

Honestly, if you don't mind, I think I'm just going

to eat here and then get to bed early.

I feel really exhausted by today.

Yeah, I understand.

Yeah, well, please call me if you need anything.

I will.

Thanks, Katie. I appreciate you.

Of course.

It was a lovely ceremony.

Yeah. Mom always said she didn't want anything,

but she would have loved this.

I agree.

And thank you for finding that reverend.

He spoke really beautifully.

- Girls. - Yeah.

Oh, Katie. I'm so sorry.

Thanks, Vicki.

It's wonderful to see you.

Oh, not under these circumstances, of course.

You too, Vicki.

Hmm.

Your mother was so proud of you.

You and your work as a, uh...

Marine biologist.

Right. Marine biologist.

And how about you? Busy as always?

Afraid so, afraid so.

Unfortunately, there's no shortage

of bad guys nowadays.

Yeah.

So, how long are you in town for?

I don't know. We haven't really discussed it yet.

Well, I hope that you have some time

so that we can catch up.

I will make time.

- Good. - Yeah.

Vicki, why don't you come back to the house with us?

Oh, I would love to do that

but I gotta get back to the station.

Technically, I'm still on my shift.

But you know, I'll call you later.

- Yeah. - Okay.

Uh-hmm. Hang in there, girls.

Uh-hmm. Okay.

See ya.

I miss her.

Yeah.

Come home more often.

So what are you guys going to do now?

I guess if no one's coming over,

we are gonna go to the house and nap.

- I mean... - Yeah.

It's been a lot.

Yeah, of course.

I think I'm going to stay a little longer,

spend some alone time with Mom.

Yeah.

Okay. Right.

- Love you. - Love you, too.

- Yeah. See you. - Yeah.

Oh.

I'm so sorry, Dayna.

- Thank you, Bill. - Of course.

Let us know if you need anything.

- Okay. Thanks. Okay. - Hang in there.

You don't remember me, do you?

Mike? Mike Donovan?

You do remember me?

Of course, I remember you.

But wow, you look very different.

Ah, well, late growth spurt.

I didn't mean to intrude. I did ring the bell. Um...

I just heard the news, Dayna. I'm so sorry for your loss.

- Thank you. - Uh,

was she... was she unwell?

Well, she had some heart problems,

but the passing still came as a surprise.

I still remember when we were in high school.

She was always so sweet.

Yeah.

Well, I don't wanna bother you.

I was just passing by and I thought

maybe I could help.

Help?

Yeah, I'm a real estate agent now.

Oh.

Hey, you stick around long enough, you might see

my smiling face on a billboard.

Uh, anyway,

whenever you figure out what you wanna do with the home,

just let me know.

I'll make sure no one takes advantage of you.

- Thank you. - Uh-hmm.

Are you in the mood for a drink?

Last time I drank here was in the kitchen

- with a red solo cup. - Really?

Yeah.

One of your famous parties.

- Oh, gosh. A long time ago. - Yeah.

You know, I actually remember when you moved here.

Oh, yeah, in fourth grade.

Uh, no, it was third.

You know what? You're right, it was third.

Uh, and how long has it been

since we've actually seen each other?

Um, right after college? You moved away, right?

- Yeah, up north. - Really?

Yeah. I'm a marine biologist now.

Wow. That's interesting.

Sometimes. Uh, and what about you?

The real estate business is going well, I assume?

I can't complain.

Uh, I'd ask if you were married but I don't see a ring.

Uh, yeah.

I guess I never got around to it.

- Hmm. - And you?

Uh, no, not anymore.

Um, plan on sticking around for a while?

Oh, I don't know yet. I still have to talk

- to my sister about it. - Katie?

Right. Katie. Do you remember her?

Yeah. She was only a year younger than us.

And, uh, I see her around town every once in a while.

I doubt she'd recognize me now.

Do you keep in touch with anyone else from our class?

Um, no. Not really.

- You? - Hmm, nah.

After college, we all kind of went our separate ways.

Yeah, same.

- Well, here's to reconnecting. - Hmm.

- Cheers to that. - Cheers.

It was really great seeing you again, Dayna.

You too.

If, uh, plan on being around for a while,

why don't we do this again?

Uh, I would like that.

I'll give you a call.

- You have my number? - Well, if I did,

it'd be half a dozen numbers ago.

Here.

- Why don't you give it to me? - Yeah.

- There you go. - All right.

- I'll talk to you soon. - Okay.

- Bye. - Bye.

Oh, I remember this doll.

I never knew what happened to it.

You played with that thing?

- Yeah, I even slept with it too. - Ooh.

Are you sure you wanna do this?

Do what?

Sell the house.

Well, what else would we do with it?

Katie? What's up?

I don't know.

I just thought that maybe

you'd consider moving back here.

I mean, my home is up north now.

My work is in the Bay Area.

I know, but there's plenty.

You could do your work here at the marina.

Katie, where is this coming from?

I just miss you a lot.

And with Mom and Dad both gone,

- it's... - Yeah.

Look, I will make more of an effort to visit.

I promise.

But Katie, I can't live here.

I'm sorry.

It would just... it would feel like

I was moving backward in my life.

So...

I know. Look, I understand.

We'll sell the house.

I just... it... I know it sounds ridiculous,

it just feels really strange to have somebody else

living in our house.

Well, I mean, it wasn't always our house.

- We moved here too. - I know.

And you moved out as well.

I got married.

And plus Mom was here.

It's much different now.

Yeah, I get that.

Oh, speaking of selling houses,

you'll never guess who came by the other day.

Do you remember this guy named Mike Donovan from high school?

I think I remember him. Why?

Well, apparently he's a realtor now

and he advertises everywhere or so he says.

I didn't know you still kept in touch with him.

- I didn't. - Right.

Then why did he come by the house?

Well, he just came to pay his respects.

He heard about Mom and he offered to help.

- Help with what? - With the house, you know,

when we decide what we wanna do with it.

It was nice.

- Oh, what? - Well, let's just say

he looked very different from how he looked

- in high school. - Oh, what's that mean?

Okay. Well, you know, he was like

a little odd kid in high school.

Well, now he looks pretty good.

Okay. Well then, why don't you guys reconnect?

Oh, gosh. No, no, no. He's not my type.

No, not your type?

- Handsome, successful... - Oh, okay. Okay.

- You've made your point. - Yeah.

I think I might see him again.

Do you think it's a bad idea though?

Of course not. What could possibly go wrong?

Okay.

Oh, it's just so strange.

What is?

Being back here,

- especially with you. - Why?

It's not like we were that close in high school.

Hmm. No, I know. It's just

it feels like I've been gone forever,

but also like I never left.

- That make any sense? - Uh, not at all.

Okay.

So what do you really do up there?

- In the Bay Area? - Uh-hmm.

I monitor the water quality of the bay.

Is that as exciting as it sounds?

Oh, you mean making sure that a very vulnerable ecosystem

can properly sustain thousands of diverse species?

Maybe not as exciting as selling houses.

- Touche. - Hmm.

But that's not all I do.

You also heal the sick and feed the hungry?

I'm serious.

Okay. So what is it that you do?

I'll show you.

Okay. What am I looking at?

See that property right there?

Yeah. What about it?

I supervise the restoration myself.

You mean this used to be the previous picture?

Uh-hmm.

Like I said, I don't just sell real estate.

I fix up properties and flip 'em.

That's amazing. How often do you do this?

Ah, whenever I find the right property.

It's both a hobby and great way

to make some extra money on the side.

Hmm.

You know, we are going to put my parents' house on the market.

Hmm. Well, I'd be happy to help.

Well, I don't wanna ask you for free advice.

Then, uh, let's do something about that.

What do you mean?

Well, if you don't have someone already,

retain my services,

I'll sell your home.

Isn't that like a conflict of interest or something?

How's that?

- Because we know each other? - Oh.

Well, believe it or not, as a realtor,

I made a pledge to uphold a code of ethics.

- Hmm. - And I don't remember

anything about representing a former classmate.

But come on, it'll be fun.

And, uh, to be honest, I'm pretty good at it.

I guarantee I'll get the best price

for your parents' home.

I'd still would have to talk to Katie about it.

Perfect. Talk to your sister.

If you girls have any questions, let me know.

- Okay. - Hmm.

Hmm.

You promise you're okay with it?

Of course. Why wouldn't I be?

I don't know. You don't think there's something

a little bit inappropriate about it?

Like, Mom dies and I immediately go on vacation.

Katie, you and Bill have been planning this.

And besides, you more than deserve it.

You were there for Mom when she needed someone,

not me.

So it's the least that I can do for you.

I told myself she would want me to go.

I mean, I don't know if that's true

or if I'm just trying to convince myself.

Of course, she would've wanted you to go.

Look, you know how Mom was.

She didn't want anyone making a fuss over her.

- No. - And besides, while you're gone,

I'll have time to get the place ready for sale.

We need to find someone to put it on the market.

Speaking of that,

I was actually thinking about using Mike Donovan.

We met for drinks and he offered to help.

And you think that's a good idea?

Well, I didn't at first, but you know,

the more we talked about it

look, he assured me he would get us

the best price for the house.

Dayna, I mean, that's important,

but that's not the most important thing.

Well, exactly. Because I know him,

I can be honest with him

about how we want the right family.

He'll understand that.

I mean, okay.

I guess I don't have a problem with it.

- So I can tell him yes? - Why not?

If you wanna use him, we can use him.

Great.

There is one more thing.

He doesn't wanna make an outright sale.

What does that mean?

He wants to fix the house up

and then sell it.

- Flip it? - Well, flippers buy a house

with the intention of selling it,

or at least that's what he told me.

He would be fixing things up and then selling it.

So in essence, he... ah.

- And you're okay with that? - I mean, if it's things

that I think Mom would've approved of.

You know, she took pride in her home,

but she always liked making upgrades.

That's true.

- Hello? - We're in here.

- Hey, Dayna. - Hi, Bill.

Dayna wants to use Mike Donovan

- to sell Mom's house. - Cool.

I actually have no idea who that is.

Apparently, he advertises everywhere.

Oh, nice.

And Dayna was friends with him in high school.

Okay. We weren't friends. I just knew him.

Okay. Well, how much is he gonna charge you guys?

Oh, nothing.

Does he have, like, a crush on you or something?

What do you mean he's not charging us anything?

Well, Mike is paying for the upgrade,

so he assumes all the risk.

- Uh-hmm. - Why would he do that?

Because he makes a percentage of the sale of the house.

The more the house sells for, that's his take.

- Exactly. - Yeah.

Well, I am gonna go for a run.

Uh, Dayna, are you staying for dinner?

Uh, no, I don't think so.

You have plans with him again, don't you?

Uh-oh.

I was hoping to tell him that we plan to use him.

Okay.

You know, I'm gonna be honest,

I do really like you taking control

over the situation. I mean,

I am just so busy with work

and planning for the trip this weekend.

- I really appreciate it. - Of course.

And I'll let you know what he says.

Please do.

- Have fun tonight. - I will.

Not too much fun.

You're not in high school anymore.

Yeah, whatever.

Oh. You scared me.

- Who are you? - I'm, uh, Mike Donovan.

And who do I have the pleasure of meeting?

I'm Ruthie Blaylock. I live right next door.

Oh, well, nice to meet you, Mrs. Blaylock.

What are you doing here?

I'm the realtor.

What realtor?

Well, I'm not sure if you've heard, uh,

Mrs. Brooks recently passed

- and... - Of course I heard.

- I was at the funeral. - Oh.

Well then, as you know,

the house is going on the market.

That's not what she wanted.

- No? - No.

She wants it to stay in the family

for her girls.

Well, I'm actually working with her girls.

We'll see about that. I'll talk to them right away.

- Uh, Blaylock, you said? - Yes.

I think Mrs. Brooks actually left

an antique lamp for you downstairs.

Okay.

Come on.

Come on.

So what did she leave me?

The trendy choice used to be marble or granite,

depending how much you want to spend.

But these days, people are going with quartz

- or even treated concrete. - And do the countertops

- really matter that much? - Oh, yeah.

I think it's what matters most. I mean,

the kitchen is the heart of the home.

Okay. Well, you're the professional.

Whatever you think is best.

Trust me, I want the same thing you do,

best price for the home.

And listen, I'm really happy

you and your sister chose to do this.

I hate to see another realtor coming in

and take advantage of the quick sale, you know?

Oh, before I forget.

Check this out. Look what I found.

Oh, wow. Okay.

I did not know this page existed.

What?

Nothing. Nothing. You just have really changed.

Um, one more thing.

It's a sales agreement.

Might as well make it official.

Oh, unless you're not ready, I mean, it's not a big deal.

We can... we don't have to do it.

No. No.

You know what? It should be legal.

All right. Well, take your time.

If you have any questions, just look it over

and let me know.

- I got you. - Okay.

Oh, here.

That's nice.

- Oh. - Smile.

Howdy.

Nice place.

Yeah, it is.

- Mike Donovan. - Brett Taylor.

Piper and Reed Real Estate.

Uh, you look familiar.

Maybe we've done some business in the past.

Maybe.

You repping?

- Uh, house isn't for sale. - Really?

Why would you think it is? It's not listed anywhere.

Well... I read the obituaries.

Yeah. A lot of times

in these old homes, when a parent dies,

the children wanna sell a place quick.

I like to get in early.

Well, like I said, it's not for sale.

Well, I'd still like to talk to the owner if that's okay.

Well, she's not here right now. And I'll save you the trouble.

This is her childhood home. She's never gonna sell.

You know, let me give you my card.

Don't bother.

Look, I was just trying to be polite.

I can contact them directly.

It's public information.

It's in the obituaries.

Two daughters, I believe.

Um, Brett.

Listen man, I'm sorry.

Just give me the card.

I'll give Dayna the message.

She's one of the daughters of the owners.

Thank you.

I'm one of the family friends. It's just been really hard,

you know, the death.

I didn't wanna cause any undue grief.

- She's still struggling. - Look, I totally understand.

Um, I'll give it a bit.

But if I don't hear from her,

I will reach out to her directly.

- Who was that? - Uh, no one.

Just some guy asking for directions.

Oh, that's weird. I thought everyone had GPS nowadays.

Yeah. Well, that's what I said.

- Hmm. - Guess his phone died

- and he didn't have a charger. - Yeah.

Take a look at the swatches yet?

I did, but I wanna know what you think.

- Well, lead the way. - Okay.

So, what do you think?

Hmm? I like it.

I think the light's really gonna bring out the color.

Hmm.

You know, I am surprised

that you have time to do all of this.

What do you mean? It's not like this is a charity.

We're both gonna make a ton of money on the sale.

Well, you sound very confident about that.

Dayna, trust me.

No one knows the real estate market like I do.

It's in my blood. What can I say?

So I guess you never thought about moving away,

- you know, after college? - Uh-uh.

No. Why would I?

Right. Yeah, yeah, you wouldn't.

Um, and you said you're divorced. Is that right?

Yeah. Um, it's complicated.

Yeah. Um, sorry, I brought it up.

I... it's okay. Um, what about you?

I'm sure there's... weren't a few suitors along the way?

Okay. Maybe a few, but only one that was serious.

- Hmm. - And it ended a few months ago.

- Oh. I'm sorry to hear that. - No, it's okay.

It lasted longer than it should have.

But to be perfectly honest, um

it's one of the reasons I'm not really keen

- to go back to the Bay Area. - Yeah. That's understandable.

- Oh. - Oh, is that the inspector?

Yeah, probably, but I think he's a little early.

Hmm. Well, that's good.

Hopefully this won't take too long then.

Yeah.

- I'm kind of nervous. - Oh, don't be.

- I don't... I don't know why. - Hmm, he's a pro.

Okay. It should be fine.

- Hey. Hey. Come in. - Nice to see you.

You too, Blake. Dayna

this is Blake Meyers.

We've worked together for a long time now.

- Nice to meet you, Blake. - Thank you.

Um, Mike explained the situation.

And I'm very sorry to hear about your mother.

Thank you. And thank you for doing this so soon.

- It's my pleasure. - Do you need anything from us?

We're in the process of choosing paint colors right now.

No. As a matter of fact,

it's best if I do this next part by myself

without the homeowner hovering.

Um, I'm gonna take a look around the house,

take some notes,

and I'll come find the two of you

when I'm finished up.

- Sounds good to me. - Perfect.

- Okay. Thanks. - Thanks, Blake.

What's wrong?

Color, I'm just... I'm thinking...

What?

I'm thinking maybe we should go something more neutral.

You know, you never know how someone's gonna

decorate the place, you know?

- Hmm. Well, you're the pro. - Hmm.

Yeah, I'm thinking if we go with maybe, uh

- manor house. - Knock, knock.

Oh, you already done? That... that's fast.

Yeah, unfortunately not good.

Do you know the last time your mother

- had her wiring checked? - The wiring? Uh

no. I have no idea. Why?

It's not up to code. Uh, none of it.

Okay. What does that mean?

It means it needs to be replaced.

All the electrical wiring throughout the entire home.

How is that even possible? My mom lived here for decades.

There's never been a problem.

Right, and there usually isn't until there is.

The requirements have gotten so strict.

It never used to be like this.

He's right, but the standards have saved a lot of lives.

- Yeah. - Yeah. Well, I wanna be safe.

Blake, is there anything you can do?

I hope you're not asking me what I think you're asking me.

No, I'm not. I'm not.

There are a few other items to take care of, Dayna,

but the main thing is the wiring.

I'm very sorry. I wish I had better news to report.

I'm gonna walk Blake to his truck.

It'll be okay. I'll be right back.

Okay.

Hey, Blake.

Hold up. Hey.

- Hey. Thanks for all your help. - All right. All right.

Pleasure doing business with you.

Yeah. Out of curiosity,

- anything wrong with the home? - I have no idea.

I went out and sat by the pool. Hey, hey, hey.

If she tries to contact me to follow up...

She won't. I'll take care of it.

All right.

Uh, you gonna tell me what this is all about?

Uh

what's wrong?

What are we gonna do? This is all a disaster.

It's not a disaster.

These things happen.

I'll take care of it.

I promise.

I don't know what I would've done without you.

It's okay. Uh, where are you going?

Oh, Katie's. She's going on vacation

- and I want to say goodbye. - Hmm.

Oh, and actually my ride share is here, so.

All right. Well, I'll think about all of this

and figure out the best way

to get the house in the market, ASAP.

- Thank you, Mike. - Yeah.

- All right. Bye. - Bye.

Bye.

What are you doing here?

You're lucky. I'm a professional.

- What are you talking about? - I waited across the street

- for the homeowner to leave. - That's not the homeowner.

- That's her daughter. - Same thing in this case.

Look, I'm busy. Tell me what you want.

I wanna know why you lied to me.

About what?

You're not listing this property.

I checked all the services.

For all intents and purposes, I am.

Look, I just wanna see the property.

That's it.

Okay?

Fine. Quick look.

- Thank you. - Follow me.

- Where are we going? - Outside.

How long have you been doing this, Brett?

Well, been a realtor for about 15 years.

But targeting obituaries is a relatively new thing.

You know, some people find it unsettling,

but gotta make a living.

Why don't we, uh, start in the basement?

- The basement? - More or less. Come on.

Take a look down here and work our way up.

This way.

It's right down these stairs.

Okay. Yeah.

- Do you like wine, Brett? - Oh, sure.

Put a few wooden racks in here, you can sell it

as the perfect wine cellar.

The temperature down here is just right.

Yup, it is.

I have to admit,

I really wish you didn't tell me about Dayna.

- Huh? - The daughter.

- You're planning to call her? - Yeah, why is that?

Because then I wouldn't have to do this.

Katie, we really need to get going.

You guys will see each other in a couple days.

Are you sure you don't want me to drive you?

No. I mean, don't you have that meeting with Vicki?

Yeah, but that's not for like another hour or so.

I could still drive you guys.

No. Traffic's gonna be horrible.

We'll just go down, we'll park.

That way, we'll have our car when we get back.

- Okay. - What about you?

- I feel like I'm deserting you. - Oh, no, please. I'll be fine.

I'll be busy fixing up the house with Mike

and honestly, it feels good to finally pull my weight.

Uh-hmm. What's going on with you guys?

- What do you mean? - Dayna, I'm your sister.

I know when something's going on.

I don't know. I don't know.

I am just trying to play it by ear

and not overthink anything.

Okay. As long as you know what you're doing.

Katie, please.

- Call me if you need anything. - I will.

And listen, you have a great time.

- You two deserve this. - Thank you.

♪ I believe that destiny

♪ Was calling out your name

Thank you for meeting me here.

Oh, you kidding me?

I'm just shocked that you could get away.

Hmm, I know.

- It's not easy. - You're working too hard, Vicki.

Okay. Fine.

I will admit that is what my mother told me.

Yeah, and that's just who you sound like.

Do you know how hard

I have to work to make detective?

I do. I do. And I just

you know, I feel bad.

Well, don't.

Now, enough about me.

- Did Katie arrive yet? - Yeah. She should have.

Her flight's only a couple of hours.

You know, she felt bad about going,

but I told her Mom would've wanted her to.

And damn right she would have. You know, your mother,

she didn't want anybody fussing over her.

That's exactly what I told her.

Plus Katie deserves it.

She took care of Mom when I wasn't able to.

You know Katie. If all of us

spent all of our time thinking about

what we could have done...

I know. I'm just saying.

Besides it wasn't your work

that your mother was worried about.

What do you mean?

Well, if I'm not mistaken, you're not married, are you?

Oh, my gosh. Okay.

So did you and my mom have some kind of agreement

that if something happened to her,

you'd become my professional matchmaker?

I would neither confirm nor deny.

Just thinking of your well-being.

I'm happy, Vicki. Really.

And besides, now that I'm back home,

I might be seeing someone.

How did you find someone so quickly?

It's someone that I used to know.

Oh, rekindling an old flame.

No. No. It's not an old flame. It's just that

just forget it. Forget it.

Anything that keeps you around here for longer,

it sounds good to me.

Now you really sound like Mom.

Well, there's a reason why

she was my best friend.

She want me to keep an eye on you.

I know.

But that's not the only reason

that you wanted to meet me, right?

Just to check up on me?

I probably should have told you this before, but...

I ordered a full toxicology report on your mother.

Oh, okay. Um, why?

Well, it's partly my job.

And partly because?

'Cause she was my best friend.

Now I'm not expecting to find anything.

I'm really not, Dayna.

But it would just give me peace of mind.

As I hope it will you.

Thanks.

Hmm.

- Hello? - Hi, Mike. It's Dayna.

Hey. Everything okay?

Yeah. Fine. I just wanted to confirm about tomorrow.

Yeah. I just picked up the faucets and sink handles.

What time do you want me to come over?

Oh, I don't know. Um, mid-morning some time?

- Is that okay? - Works for me.

Cool. Um, and I'll be home all day

so you don't have to bother calling.

Just stop by.

Perfect.

Well, okay. Thanks, Mike.

Have a good night, Dayna.

You too.

Chrome looks just as good as brass,

but it's more affordable and easy to clean.

And you want to replace all the fixtures

in all of the bathrooms?

Yeah, I think so. What do you think?

I think you know what sells better than I do.

Now, Mike, I don't... I don't wanna rush you,

- but what about the sale? - I'm sorry?

Well, when are we going to actually list the house?

- Not for a while, I'm afraid. - Why not?

Well, Dayna, we need to fix all the electrical wiring first.

Is the flow usually this weak?

I don't know. I haven't used this bathroom for like 10 years.

- Huh? Well, come on. - Where are we going?

Do you know where the water main is?

No, of course not.

Oh, follow me.

Just like I thought.

It's cracked.

- The water main? - Yup.

Right where the line comes in from the street.

I don't understand. How does this even happen?

Age, wear and tear.

I mean, it could be a number of reasons.

But wouldn't my mom have noticed it?

Uh, well, not necessarily.

I mean, cracked water main

can leak for years before anyone notices.

Then do we really need to fix it?

Man, I'm afraid so.

Aside from being unethical, if it was revealed we knew,

new owner could sue.

How long will it take to fix it?

Uh, well, it's hard to say.

Gotta get a plumber out here to investigate.

Gosh, between this and the wiring,

- I just... I can't... - Look, look, look, look.

There is another solution.

Uh, I know I promised

to get the best price for your house, but

if you're willing to take a little less...

You mean I wouldn't have to disclose these issues?

No, I mean, you still would, but

there are people, people I know,

that would be interested in buying it

for under market value.

Why would they do that?

Hmm. Well, once they made the upgrades,

they could turn a profit.

Just think about it.

Maybe we can discuss it later.

Later?

So, the more that I think about it,

the more I think I want you to list the house.

- Really? - Yeah, I do.

Okay. Well, like I've mentioned,

if you list it in this condition,

you're leaving a lot of money on the table.

Well, wouldn't I be doing that anyway

if you brought your people in?

After all, you said they only wanna

buy it below market value so that they can make a profit.

True, but this way, I can control the sale.

You know, once it's online,

millions of people are gonna wanna see it.

Is that really a bad thing?

It just depends.

Oh, this is all so confusing.

I know. I'm trying to make this easier for you.

You are.

I had a great time today.

I did too.

God, I feel like I'm 18 again.

Jeez, if I was 18 again,

I'd still be working at the cinema.

Couldn't afford to buy you a slice of pizza.

Um, I would invite you to stay over,

but you know.

- I do. Um... - Well...

Not that I don't want to.

Goodnight, Mike.

Goodnight, Dayna.

- I'll talk to you tomorrow? - Yeah.

Sweetie, it's Dayna.

- Hey. - Hi. Did I wake you?

No, of course not.

You know, we're always up early.

That's what I thought.

Is everything okay?

Yeah. More than okay actually.

- I'm gonna take it outside. - Okay.

What does that mean?

I kissed him.

Who, Mike?

Of course, Mike. Who else?

Dayna.

What? I am a grown woman. We are both single.

We're comfortable with each other and also it...

- What? - I don't know.

I feel like we might have a connection.

Okay. Yeah, but it's different

because you guys are working together.

Working together. Please.

I hired an expert to perform a service.

We would've had to hire someone anyway.

I know, I know. But, you know,

the whole mixing business with pleasure thing.

It'll be fine. Trust me.

Plus Mike isn't the problem.

What do you mean?

Well, the inspector came by to look at the house

and apparently the entire thing needs to be rewired.

Rewired, why?

I don't know.

It's not up to code or something.

What does Mike have to say about it?

Well, Mike agrees. He hired the inspector actually.

- He said he's excellent. - I don't know.

Isn't that a little bit suspicious?

No. Why would it be?

If anything, Mike wants him to approve

everything as well. He wants to make money too.

But he did say that we need to do this the right way.

Even if it means taking a little less than we hoped.

Really?

I mean, the price of real estate has gone up.

I can't imagine taking less from Mom's house.

I know, but Katie, the house was paid off a long time ago.

Anything we sell it for is just pure profit.

Yeah, but that doesn't mean we settle.

Look, how about we talk about it when you get home?

- How's the trip? - It's amazing.

It's just what Bill and I needed.

- Good. - Hi, Dayna.

- Hi, Bill. - I owe you one,

seriously, for letting me go.

I owe you a lot more than

that for taking care of Mom all these years.

Uh, Katie, I gotta run. Someone's here.

Is it Mike?

No, it's not. I'll call you later. Okay?

Okay. Bye.

- Up to code? - Yeah.

Hmm.

Hi, can I help you?

Oh, is this your house?

Yeah.

I was gonna leave a flyer at your door.

I've been walking around putting them in everyone's mailbox.

Who is this?

- My husband. - And he's missing?

Gosh, I am so sorry. I can't imagine.

Oh, you have no idea.

I-I feel like I'm losing my mind.

Yeah, sure.

Do you live in this neighborhood?

No.

Then why would you think he was here?

Oh, Brett's a realtor.

This is where he was last time I tracked his location.

- This house? - No, this area.

I mean, you know, those apps are not exact,

but he does a lot of business around here

and he was probably showing someone a property.

And he hasn't been answering his phone or any texts?

No.

This is a guy who lets me know if he's gonna be

five minutes late for dinner.

Have you called the police?

Of course.

Right. Sorry.

It's okay.

It's not like they've been any help.

I mean, they won't do anything until he's been missing

for 48 hours.

Well, listen, if I can do anything...

Yes, keep the flyer. And if you see him

or you hear anything just get in touch with me.

Of course. Well, I hope that everything turns out okay.

- Me too. - If you don't mind me asking,

um, who have you been talking to down at the police station?

Um, Detective Waldron, I believe his name was. Why?

Well, I know another detective down there

and she's a friend of the family

honestly, more like an aunt and maybe she could help.

I'm willing to take any help I can get.

Yeah. And I can't make any promises,

but I am happy to see what I can do.

Thank you. Uh, Claire. Claire Taylor.

- Dayna Brooks. - Dayna.

- Thanks. - Yeah.

What are you doing out here?

- Who's this? - Another realtor.

Brett Taylor.

- You don't know him? - No. Should I?

Uh, I don't know. Um, not necessarily.

I just thought you guys all knew each other.

I mean, it depends. There's just

all sorts of levels to this.

- Uh-hmm. - Why do you have this?

Well, that was his wife.

She was passing out these fliers.

- Hmm. - Apparently he's gone missing.

From this neighborhood?

That's what she said.

That's awful.

She should call the police.

She already has. They haven't done anything.

Hmm.

Well, I'm sorry, I thought you'd be up by now.

Oh, well, I slept in.

Well, you wanna get dressed,

maybe go get some breakfast?

Don't you have things to do today?

I have a lot to do today but we gotta eat, right?

Uh, everything okay?

Yeah. Why?

I don't know, you're just acting a little strange.

It's not about last night, is it?

Oh, no, not at all.

Okay. Good. 'Cause I really enjoyed that.

Me too.

Let's go eat.

Okay.

- That was amazing. - Uh-hmm.

Tell me about it.

I didn't think I could eat one more bite

but I was not about to let

those honey biscuits go to waste.

Oh, they're just as good when you heat them up later too.

Hmm. When did this place open up?

- Uh, a few years ago. - Oh.

Well, if it was here when I lived here,

I might not have moved away.

Mike.

Uh, Shelby and Conner Campbell.

You helped us sell our house about two years ago.

Of course, of course. How are you both doing?

We're good, we're good. We're loving our new house.

I'm glad to hear it.

- Uh, this is Dayna Brooks. - Hi.

I'm in the process of selling a home for her.

A beautiful old four-bedroom.

You are in bed with the best in the business.

Trust me. He got us more

- than we could ever hope for. - It's true.

Conner, your sister and her husband

are looking for a four-bedroom.

Why don't we put them in touch with Mike?

Uh, well, Dayna's not quite ready to sell right now.

There's still a lot of work to be done on the house, so...

But they could come by and look at it, right?

Why don't I contact you both when the time is right?

Okay. You still have our information?

Uh, yeah. I believe I do. It's somewhere in the office.

Hey, I heard a rumor

that you're not in the business anymore.

- Are you still a broker? - Of course.

I just have more selective clientele these days.

Okay. Well, you take care, Mike.

- Nice meeting you. - You too.

- What was that about? - What do you mean?

Why would we not want them to come see the house?

Well, Dayna, we talked about this.

It's just... there's still so much to be done.

Okay. I get not listing it

but surely we want people to know about it.

Well...

I'll let them know when the time is right.

Besides, I don't even think they're a good fit anyway.

What does that mean?

Well, they weren't the easiest couple to work with.

I mean, you might've guessed it from her.

Okay. But it's not for them, it's for his sister.

Well, families tend to be similar.

It's something I've learned in this business.

And just like I told her, there's still a long way to go.

Well, I think I'm done for the day.

Measured all the blinds, the curtain rods,

and now we're good to go curtain shopping tomorrow.

Okay.

You, uh, you wanna go for a swim?

Um, no, I'm not really feeling it.

Well, how about drinks or, uh, dinner later?

Look, Mike.

I'm having a lot of fun with you especially after last night.

But I don't wanna rush things.

I mean, we just reconnected.

Well, it's not like we just met.

I've known you my whole life, you know.

Yeah. But that was also a long time ago.

I understand.

You wanna take things slow. It's okay. I...

Yeah, and I want the house listed.

And I know there are a bunch of reasons

to wait and I respect that,

but this is what I want.

Okay. Then I'll list it.

It's just... it's more than all the cosmetic upgrades.

I mean, we're still waiting on the plumber

to get the water main fixed.

We have to rewire the whole house

and honestly,

I wanna get the radon levels checked too.

- Mike. - I know.

You're eager to sell and so am I.

It's just... it's more than just fixing these things up.

I'm worried it's gonna drive the price down

and sale might not even make it through escrow, you know?

Okay. Then we will be honest with the buyers

but I want it listed, Mike.

Tonight, please.

Sure.

So I told him I wanted it listed tonight.

What about everything he has to do?

Well, I guess it still has to get done

but I don't know, Katie, I'm starting

- to get this funny feeling. - Like what?

Almost like he doesn't really wanna sell the house.

Well, then hire a different realtor.

Yeah, right.

Why not? People do it all the time.

Well, Katie, I kissed him.

And besides, I guess he's not actually doing anything wrong.

I'm just probably getting antsy.

Well, we're back tomorrow. Do you want me to say something?

No. No. I do not want you fighting my battles for me.

Dayna, it's my mother's house too.

It's not like I don't have stake in this as well.

Yeah, that's true.

I'll just give him a little nudge.

I'm good at nudging people.

That's for sure.

Well, have a safe trip, okay?

And let me know when you land.

I will. I'll talk to you soon.

- Why did she have to kiss him? - I don't know.

Hello?

Mike?

- Hello? - Hey, it's Dayna.

Hey. Is everything okay?

Yes. Why?

What do you mean why?

I mean, it sounds like something's wrong.

Listen, you didn't stay around here, did you?

- By your house? - Yeah.

No. Of course, I'm at mine.

I've been working on the listing like you wanted.

Right.

Um, okay. Sorry to bother you.

Never a bother, Dayna. You know that.

- All right, bye. - Bye.

I can't believe you've never been here before.

No, not since you got the new office.

What do you think?

Well, it definitely beats your old cubicle.

Hmm. It certainly does.

So what's up?

You were vague on the phone.

Yeah.

I didn't wanna bother you and I'm sure it's nothing

but a woman was handing out

missing person fliers in my neighborhood.

- Who was missing? - Her husband.

Apparently he was a realtor that was working in the area.

You tell her to call the police?

Yeah, of course. And she did.

She's working with a Detective Waldron?

Uh-hmm. Detective Waldron, yeah, he's a good detective.

She's unhappy with our progress, so I'm guessing?

Well, he hasn't made any progress.

He hasn't even started yet.

Because it hasn't been 48 hours.

Right.

Well, I know it sounds arbitrary

but most of the time when a husband is missing,

he isn't exactly missing.

If we open up an investigation

every time a husband was late for dinner,

we wouldn't have time for anything else.

I know. I know. I'm sorry.

It's just I told her that I would at least talk to you.

She just looked really hopeless, Vicki.

Well, truth is, if Waldron's already working the case,

there's not much more I can do

but maybe I can get some answers for you.

That would be great. Thank you so much.

- Uh-hmm. My pleasure. - Yeah.

Look, I don't wanna make light of it,

but that neighborhood of yours

is gonna get its own police department soon.

What do you mean?

With all the recent tragedies?

Your neighbor that... she fell down her stairs.

Vicki, I have no idea what you're talking about.

Well, woman next door to you, Mrs. Bailey? Mrs. Lockport?

- Mrs. Blaylock? - Oh.

What about her?

You didn't hear?

Oh, well, I'm sorry. I just assumed

she passed away a few days ago.

Fell down her stairs, broke her neck.

My God.

Yeah. Terrible.

Did you know her well?

No, not really. But my mom did.

She didn't have any kids

so it's not like I was over there a lot

when I was younger.

Hmm.

Well, um, I guess I should get going

but thanks, Vicki.

How's it going with that, uh, that old flame of yours?

I told you he's not an old flame and it's complicated.

I'm not gonna pry.

I just hope I get to meet him one day.

We'll see. Bye.

There you go.

Just like you asked, it's listed.

Wow. Okay. This looks great.

It actually looks better than it does in person honestly. I

sorry, I did not mean it that way.

It's okay. It's supposed to.

Normally I'd hire a photographer but you wanted it up right away,

so I did it myself.

And not to pat myself on the back

but I think I did pretty good, right?

Yeah, it looks amazing. Thank you, Mike.

Yeah, you bet. Oh.

Hi, Katie.

Oh, and Bill, I didn't know you were coming by too.

We came straight from the airport.

Oh, you must be so tired.

- Exhausted. - Yeah.

Well, Katie, you remember Mike Donovan.

- Of course. - You don't look a day older

than the last time I saw you.

You're very sweet but a very bad liar.

Oh. Hey, Mike Donovan.

- Bill Wagner. Nice to meet you. - You too.

Thank you so much for everything, seriously.

Yeah, it's my pleasure.

- And it's been a lot of fun too. - Uh-hmm.

But come on, let me show you some of the things

- we're working on. - Yes.

He's sure it's gonna look like that?

That's what he says.

I mean, it looks amazing in the photos,

- that's for sure. - Yeah.

Oh. I meant to tell you,

I couldn't find the listing anywhere.

What do you mean?

Well, you said you listed it, right?

Yeah, he sent me this link.

I looked online. I couldn't find it anywhere.

I searched Mom's address into all the major real estate sites.

None of them said it was for sale.

That's weird.

Uh, maybe he sent me a private link.

You know, I'll go ask him.

- Wait. - Hmm?

What about...

Okay. Katie, it was one kiss

and besides, we haven't even talked about it since then.

Why not?

I don't know.

I'm starting to wonder if this was all a mistake.

Kissing him?

Maybe all of it.

Dayna, what's going on?

I'm just starting to get a weird feeling.

- Like what? - Like maybe he doesn't

actually wanna sell the house.

I mean, isn't he putting all this time into it?

- Yeah, a ton. - And money?

He hasn't said how much but yeah,

he did say it's an investment.

I mean, it sounds like he has just as much incentive

to sell as you do.

- Yeah. - Right?

Yeah, you're probably right.

That sounds so interesting but I have to admit though,

I have no idea what a sports consultancy does.

Well, it's actually a lot less interesting than it sounds,

- trust me. - Hmm.

But you're like an agent, right?

Well, we're actually hired by the agent.

It's rare that we even meet the clients.

- Hmm. - See, the agent deals

with the athlete's contract

but there's a whole slew of things

that are very necessary but the athlete

just isn't fit to deal with.

- Like what? - Well, there's investments,

life insurance policies, charitable contributions.

I mean, now that college athletes can make money,

our business is actually really taking off.

I don't think you're telling me the truth, Bill,

because that does sound interesting.

I don't know.

I mean, I just spend so much time

trapped behind a desk like daily,

answering hundreds of emails.

I just really actually like to work with my hands like you.

You do home improvements then?

- Well, mainly automobiles. - Hmmm.

Like right now, I have this old Shelby Cobra

that I'm restoring. It's in my garage.

But I'm still pretty handy around the house.

Well, could have used you around here, that's for sure.

- Oh, yeah? - Yeah, well, you know,

whenever selling a home,

whenever you look under the hood,

there's always a problem.

For example,

there's a busted water main out by the pool

and I'm still waiting on a plumber.

Well, hey, I'm not a bad plumber.

I'll tell you what.

Uh, wouldn't wanna put you out.

Oh, dude. I'd be happy to.

The water main is in the backyard

so we don't have to...

Yeah, but the water main goes into the house

to the basement, huh, right?

Listen, basement's a mess.

I wouldn't want you to see it like that, you know.

It's a basement.

I assure you I've seen worse.

Bill, please.

Bill, you ready to go?

Yeah.

Jeez. Look at that.

Yeah, I know.

The realtor went missing last week.

I met his wife actually.

She was canvassing the neighborhood

and passing out these fliers.

Wow.

- That's really sad. - Yeah.

And you know Mrs. Blaylock next door?

- Yeah, sure. - Yeah. Well, she died.

- She died? - What?

- How? - Vicki told me

that she fell down her own stairs.

I mean, she was pretty old.

Yeah, but not that old.

Anyway, I'll call you later.

Yeah.

- Bye. Bye, Bill. - Yeah. Okay.

- Good to see you. Bye. - All right.

Hey, Mike?

One minute. Just finishing something up.

Sorry about that.

I just wanna finish measuring the windows

for the end of the day.

Mike, I need to talk to you.

Of course.

This feel good?

Mike, don't.

Is this about the other day?

I mean, a massage is just a massage.

I need to talk to you about the listing.

Okay. What about it?

Well, I couldn't find it for one.

I showed you the listing.

Yeah, I know, but where is it actually posted?

I went looking for it, I couldn't find it.

And Katie said that she couldn't find it either.

It's on an exclusive real estate website

for high net worth individuals.

And it's password protected.

You wouldn't have access to it.

So it's not on any of the usual sites

that people actually go to?

This is better, trust me.

How is it better if more people can't see it?

Dayna, you asked me to list the property,

I thought it was premature, and I still did.

And now you're not happy with it?

Yeah, because you knew what I meant.

What good is it on some exclusive website...

Dayna, rich people overspend.

I wanna give them exclusive access, okay?

Okay, but...

I have to take this.

Hello?

Hey, we just got home.

I really need to talk to you.

Okay.

Okay. So in the car,

Bill told me that he talked to Mike.

Okay.

He said he's a weird guy, Dayna.

I don't know. He's really worried about you.

Yeah. Okay.

Are you listening to me?

Katie, you know you can always count on me.

Oh.

You can't talk, can you?

Nope.

Is he with you?

Oh, yeah. Absolutely.

Okay. Got it.

Thanks.

Um, I'll let you go

but you're not in danger, are you?

No. Not right now.

Okay. Just please come over later.

I'll talk to you about it then.

Okay. Thanks, Katie.

Bye.

It was Katie.

I heard. What did she want?

Oh, she just wanted to tell me again how impressed she was

with those photos that you took.

Really?

Yeah.

That's not what it sounded like.

Well, I don't know what to tell you, Mike.

She loved the photos a lot.

But now, we really need to list them

on all of the real estate websites.

Okay?

Whatever you want.

You're the boss.

Mike, are you serious?

Mike.

He was friendly and even goofy

but then it was like a switch flipped.

Dayna, there's something not right about this guy.

Bill's pretty oblivious to everything.

So if he thinks something's wrong...

I just don't want you working with this guy anymore.

It's not that easy.

Of course it is.

Well, you didn't sign a contract with him,

did you?

Damn it.

Okay. What did it say?

I don't know. Something about securing his services

- to sell the property. - All right.

Well, you can always cancel it or break it, right?

I don't know. I have to take a look at it.

You have a copy though, right?

No, I don't think so.

And he has a photo of me signing it.

If you just ask Mike for a copy.

Well then he'll know something's up.

This is ridiculous.

People fire their realtors all the time.

It's Vicki.

Hi, Vicki. You're on speaker.

Bill and Katie are here too.

- Hi, Vicki. - Hi.

Uh, have you been talking to your sister?

I should have known.

I knew you weren't gonna listen to me.

Now, don't be angry with her.

I'm glad she called me.

So I'm guessing she filled you in about Mike Donovan, huh?

Mike Donovan?

- The realtor? - Yeah.

Well, I thought we were talking about an old friend?

The one you started seeing.

We are. That's Mike Donovan.

I wish you would have told me this, Katie, too.

Why? What does it matter who it is?

Because this can't just be a coincidence.

What can't, Vicki?

Dayna, Mike used to live in your house.

Your parents bought it from his parents.

- Didn't you know? - What? No, no, I didn't.

Katie, did you know he used to live in the house?

No.

Vicki, why didn't you mention this before?

Well, why would I? What does it matter who your parents

bought their house from?

Okay. Well, Mike must know too.

Dayna, of course he does.

He lived there.

The bigger question is why didn't he talk to you about it?

Look, let me talk to Katie, and I'll call you later, okay?

Okay. You be careful.

Thanks, I will.

- Okay. You got all of that? - Uh-hmm.

Yeah.

What the hell is going on?

Well

according to the real estate license agency,

Mike Donovan's license has been revoked for two years.

You need anything else?

No, this is perfect. Thank you.

Do you want me to sleep in here with you?

You know, we could hide under the cover,

use flashlights like when we were kids.

You know, somehow I don't think Bill would appreciate that.

Oh, please, trust me,

Bill would be more than happy for some alone time.

Are you sure you don't want me to come with you tomorrow

to confront him?

No. I think I owe him the courtesy of doing it myself.

What if he's dangerous?

Why would he be dangerous?

I don't know. But it's beyond bizarre

that he never mentioned any of this to you.

Yeah, I know.

Part of me just wants to ask him about it.

Why? So you can further understand how crazy he is?

Let it go, Dayna, please.

Please, just a clean break.

Okay. I will. I will tell him

that we are using another realtor

straight forward and firm.

You'll call me after?

I will right after.

I promise.

Whatever you say.

Oh, and if you hear anything in the middle of the night,

it's just Bill.

Does he have trouble sleeping?

Oh, I wish. He's a midnight snacker.

And he thinks I don't know about it,

but I hear him every single time.

Ah, blissful married life.

Yeah. Good night.

Good night.

Hey, Mike. Can you come up here?

Yeah.

Hey, I just wanted us to have a little chat.

Yeah. Everything all right?

Look, there's no easy way for me to say this

but I think we're going a different direction

with the house.

Different direction? What are you talking about?

I think we're changing plans

and we may not sell the house after all.

Are you... are you joking?

I'm really sorry.

Well, where is this coming from?

It's a combination of things.

But none of that matters.

I just wanted to tell you in person.

What about our agreement?

Look, we can work out the details,

but obviously you'll be compensated

for any money you've already spent.

Dayna, just tell me where is this coming from?

I think I have the right to know.

I told you, we decided to keep the house.

You're a liar, Dayna.

And I've always been honest with you.

Honest with me? Really you can stand there

and say that with a straight face?

What? Because we have a different opinion

on where to list the property, is that...

It's not about the sale, Mike.

Why didn't you tell me you used to live here?

So you remembered?

I didn't remember anything. I never knew.

Somebody else had to tell me.

Oh, then you understand.

I don't understand any of this.

Haven't you ever wondered why you moved to Los Angeles?

How your parents could afford a home like this?

I was a kid. Who wonders that as a kid?

They told us we were leaving and so we moved.

Well, what they didn't tell you

is that they stole this house from me.

And my family built it from the ground up.

- My parents stole it? - Well, they might as well have.

I mean, they bought it at auction

for a fraction of the price.

Right after the bank repossessed it from my family.

Look, Mike,

I'm sorry to hear that. I really am.

But that was a long time ago and it's...

It's what? Just business?

Okay. If that's the case, then I'm just taking it back.

- How? - Oh, well,

all the problems with the home.

The wiring, the water main,

don't you think that might drive the price down a little bit?

So you've been sabotaging the house this whole time?

Oh, it's an old home, Dayna.

Old homes have problems.

Okay. I think you need to leave.

I'm not going anywhere.

Don't make me call the police.

My, my, my, how this escalated.

Stop it, Mike. You're scaring me.

Oh, don't be scared, Dayna.

Just, uh, give me your phone.

- What? No. - Now.

I'm not giving you my phone, Mike.

No.

Stop it.

It's your sister.

She's wondering how it's going. What does she mean?

She knew that I was planning to talk to you.

And if I don't respond, she's gonna get suspicious.

Everything is fine. He took it well.

I'll talk to you later.

What happened to the realtor, Mike?

Oh, well,

I'm sorry. I just had to get rid of him.

- And Mrs. Blaylock? - Well...

I mean, accidents do happen, Dayna.

So you killed them?

Well, I had no choice.

I mean, he wanted to sell the house for you.

God. Why, Mike?

Why?

Well, he was gonna sell it at market price.

And well, your little nosy neighbor, I just...

I couldn't have that.

Okay. Look, Mike, you don't need to take this further, okay?

- Please. - I think you and I

both know that I do.

Come here.

Would you relax? Everything is fine.

Then why couldn't she talk?

He's probably with her.

If there was something wrong, she would have told you.

- Unless she couldn't. - Sweetheart,

you're getting all worked up for nothing.

I'm gonna call her.

Hi, you reached Dayna. Leave a message.

Straight to voicemail.

We're going over there. Let's go.

Okay. All right.

Wait. I gotta see what's in this basement over here.

- Okay. - I'll be back, okay?

That must be your sister.

I'll get rid of her.

Don't you scream or yell or anything,

or you'll be sorry.

Hey.

Hi, Mike.

- What's going on? - Oh, nothing.

Just here to see Dayna.

Oh, Dayna's not here.

What do you mean?

I mean, Dayna's not here.

Did she tell you to come here?

She did.

Huh, that's, uh, that's weird.

Well, I'll just go inside for her. How about that?

Uh, I just primed the walls.

Fumes can really make you lightheaded,

so let's just not.

You seem fine.

Yeah, I'm used to it.

Oh, makes sense.

Katie! Katie!

Katie!

Dayna!

Katie!

Families and their similarities like I said before.

Are you okay?

Come here. It's all right. It's all right.

So you're sure that Mike was responsible?

Not just for the realtor, but for mom as well?

We just started our investigation.

Um, we'll know more soon.

Well, I don't understand why you can't oversee it?

It would be a conflict of interest,

considering my relationship with your family.

Trust me, we got our best people on it.

What do you think, Vicki?

Do you think he killed mom?

Your mother's toxicology report came back clean.

The only substances found in her blood

were for prescribed medications.

That's why we never suspected foul play originally.

But now?

Looking back, with what we know now, we

we think there was an excess amount of medication.

And it couldn't have been an accident?

I don't think so.

We believe that once Mike decided to reclaim this house,

and he snuck back in there and he tampered

with her medication.

And what about Mrs. Blaylock?

Why he killed her we do not know.

We can only surmise that she discovered

what he was up to.

But he definitely did it?

Hmm. We found his prints in her house.

There's no conceivable reason for that.

You didn't notice that before?

No. An old woman falls down the stairs.

It's all too common.

No sign of forced entry,

we don't investigate, no.

Where do you think Mike is now?

He doesn't have access to cash or credit cards.

We don't know where he is but I can tell you this,

we're gonna pick him up soon.

Real soon.

Okay.

I just wanna go home and rest.

Thank you, Vicki, for everything.

You're okay now. I promise you.

So what do you think you're gonna do now, Dayna?

I thought that I might stay for a while.

- Really? - Yeah, why not?

I haven't had a vacation in far too long.

And besides, we still need to sell the house.

Oh, I will tell you one thing.

We definitely need to list it ourselves.

Yeah, that's for sure.

- Yeah, definitely. Yeah. - Yeah.

I mean, where do you think he is?

Someone that crazy about the house,

you don't think he'll stay around here?

No. He's crazy but he's not stupid.

Mike Donovan is going to get as far away

as he possibly can, that I am sure of.

I think we need another vacation.