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[ominous music]

[beeping]

- I figured it was about time we talked.

[upbeat music]

[beeping]

Sometimes I wonder how we got here.

I'm not sure how this all got away from me.

As far as I can tell no one will be able

to trace what happened back then.

[gun firing]

- Fuck.

We got to call the. - Not that they haven't tried.

[beeping]

I wonder if it would just be if it all came out.

Just to have done with it.

I'm tired, Jimmy.

Real tired.

The team's doing well.

Yolanda, she's a natural leader.

SIU is what we hoped it would be.

Even if the original team

isn't who we had planned.

I promise you Jimmy Blue your name,

your name is safe and in tact.

Least I could do.

[dinging]

[gentle music]

[heavy breathing]

- Damn, girl.

You quitting already?

What?

- Nothing, no everything's fine.

- The hell it is.

No.

You lost it?

Did you tell Jimmy?

- How could I?

- Alright, you don't need to be stretching.

You need to get drunk.

- I do. - Seriously.

[laughing] - Yeah, I need to get drunk.

- Let's go.

We'll talk all about it.

[laughing] - Really?

- Yes.

Come on.

- [Tarik] So reports state that you called

the emergency dispatch at 10:02.

- I guess, I don't remember the exact.

- Shaunda, that was a statement.

You called the emergency dispatch at 10:02 this evening

to report that you killed your lover Ashlyn Wilt.

- Yes.

- With a shotgun blast straight to the chest.

- Yes, I killed her.

- So you shot her?

- Yes, I did it.

I confess.

- You shot Ashlyn Wilt?

- Yes, I did it.

I killed her.

I called 911 and confessed.

- So precisely at 10:01, you called and you confessed?

- Yes, it was totally me.

- Okay, why?

- She was blackmailing me.

- Blackmailing.

- Yes.

- How much?

- What?

- How much was she trying?

- No no no, not for money.

I'm Shaunda Dunstan.

Shaunda Dunstan of the Shaunda Dunstan fashion empire?

[sighing]

She was, Ash was, is my top girl.

- So she was blackmailing you

for a better position or something for the runway?

- What?

No, she wanted money.

A sugar daddy, I guess.

- So this isn't about her modeling career.

- No, no that's my wife's thing.

She brought Ashlyn to the business.

Ash was a natural.

- So how did they meet?

- I introduced them.

- She was working reception at his firm on Wall Street.

- Great.

You introduced your wife to the woman

that is now blackmailing you?

- Ash blackmailed me.

- For an introduction?

- Yes.

- Because you two were?

- Having an affair.

- You and Ashlyn?

- Yes.

- Yes.

- She was my mistress.

- Wait, she was your mistress?

- Yes.

- So they were fooling around.

- [Shaunda] No.

- She threatened to expose our affair.

- She threatened to expose our affair to the world.

- To the world.

- Which would have been bad for business.

- Yes.

I have cultivated a very sophisticated

image for myself, my husband, and my business.

Couldn't let the world know

I've taken a mistress.

He introduced us but then she started working for me

and sexing me.

- Sexing you?

- The sex.

I don't like the F word.

Well, time and place. [laughing]

This is neither the time nor the place.

- Got it, got it.

So she was sexing you.

- Yes, me not him.

- Mm hmm.

How long ago did you say you guys were introduced?

- I don't know, maybe two years.

- So you guys were sleeping around,

working for you for two years and all went south.

What changed?

- She threatened to expose our relations.

- You said that, but why now?

- She wanted more, I guess.

She wanted money.

But you said she didn't want money.

[scraping]

- Got a sec?

- [Tarik] Yeah.

[intense music]

[gentle music]

[whooshing]

- Shit.

- What did you do?

You push him?

- The crack head just jumped.

- Get the fuck down here.

- Shit.

I already called it in.

- So I guess his Go Go Gadget parachute

didn't work this time?

[laughing]

- Must be Tuesday.

- Oh, Tuesday's two slices of necks for one.

We got a lot to talk about, what do you say?

Yeah, your new unit, SIU.

Hey brother, they asked, I said yes.

I'm gonna need a right hand man.

You down?

- No, they're your guys.

I got to get my own.

- Alright.

Well let's wrap this up here and get the next, alright?

- Alright.

[door creaking]

[ominous music]

- Christ Darius.

I thought you were dead.

- Yeah, I bet you did.

- Where you been?

- I thought you'd be long gone by now.

- Things changed.

Jimmy in a coma, you missing.

I was worried.

- With me gone and Jimmy laid up,

you had no one to testify against you.

- Testify?

It's an interesting choice of words.

What you want Darius?

- Why is no one looking for me?

- 'Cause you're on sabbatical, paid leave.

You're welcome.

- Was it you?

Jimmy?

- Taking money from drug dealers and killers,

that's one thing.

Turning on your own, that's another.

Who do think's been cleaning up your mess

making sure I ain't got nothing?

Making sure there's nothing to link you to Armando.

- Link us you mean.

It was your shitty info that got the cover cop killed.

- Manuel, he's a good man, he's a good cop.

What happened to you?

Where you been?

- The Albanians found me.

- It had nothing to do with me.

- That's not how I see it.

- Why are you here?

- I want back in on SIU

and you're gonna make it happen.

- [laughing] One fucking fantasy world

where I take orders from you.

- Or I'm gonna bring it all down.

Everything.

You, me, Jimmy, SIU, everything is gonna burn.

Do you hear me?

- Yeah, I hear you.

[ominous music]

- [Tarik] Okay, what's up?

- [Tessa] I'm just getting some preliminary stuff

back from the coroner's office.

I'm waiting on those histology reports.

That's weird, isn't it?

- [Tarik] I don't know yet.

What are y'all smiling at?

[intense music]

- So you were sexing with Ashlyn.

- That's my wife's word.

Screwing, sleeping with, messing around with.

- I get it, I get it, I get it.

- [Greg] It was more than just an affair.

She was.

- Sleeping with your wife.

- What?

No, no.

My wife had nothing to do with any of this.

- Are you serious?

Because the officers came to your house

and they said they saw both of you guys

with a little hysterical.

You know what, there was a word that they used.

Let me see, what was said, where.

There's that curious word, naked.

Why in the hell were y'all naked?

- I had just finished having sex with Ashlyn.

- And your wife, why was she naked?

- She was in the shower naked.

She was naked in the shower.

- Okay, so you were in the shower.

- I was with Ashlyn and we were sexing in the shower.

- Your husband was home at the time?

- Yes.

- And he wasn't sexing?

- No, no, it's my affair.

It was just me.

- Okay, so where was he?

- [Shaunda] In his office.

- Naked?

- Yes.

He was watching porn obviously.

[sighing]

Okay, what did you use to Ashlyn again with?

- I shot her with our shotgun.

- With my revolver.

- And what make was that?

- The [imitates gun cocking] kind.

- It's a 38.

- Okay, do you have any other weapons in the house?

- All kinds.

- Rifles for hunting, home protection.

- I'm in the NRA.

- But it was my gun.

- 12 gauge.

- The 38.

[sighing]

[gentle music]

- Lost in thought?

- I officially signed the divorce papers.

Do you know what this man had the audacity to tell me?

That he hadn't been happy in years.

Here I am a therapist and my own husband

couldn't talk to me.

- Is that true?

- Well obviously it is, it's just that all.

- We are always blind to that which is next to us

which is why relationships take work

which is why we must stay vigilant and be engaged.

How is your practice?

- I stopped.

I felt like the biggest hypocrite

and I just couldn't anymore.

- I understand.

I mean, I was useless after my mother died.

I had nothing for anyone.

- Yeah, but that feeling of being useless

was actually the grief talking.

That feeling passes.

You know, grief can actually be very cathartic

if you see it, understand it and if not suppressed,

it will actually put you on the path to healing.

Oh wow, wow, you were good.

- I have no idea what you're talking about. [laughing]

- [Jasmine] You don't?

- [laughing] I know.

[laughing]

- Good one, wow.

- Alright, let's talk Jasmine.

- One of my own techniques.

- [Man] [laughing] Yeah.

[ringing]

- Hey baby.

Have time?

- No.

Actually, I'm just putting Tarik through his paces.

Good morning.

Sorry I had to slip away so early.

- My apartment misses you.

- Just your apartment?

- Maybe so do I.

- Maybe.

Maybe you miss me?

Interesting.

- Yolanda, last night was wow.

- I'm so glad you enjoyed it.

- Didn't you?

I thought.

- No, yes.

It was, it was wonderful and so sweet.

- I have claw marks on my back.

Is this one of those times you say one thing

but mean another?

- No.

I really enjoyed it.

You are, you know, we are amazing, sweetie

and I just have this case on my mind, so.

- Okay, alright.

Well I'll see you tonight.

I got to go shout at my office.

One half doesn't know

what the other half is doing half the time.

- Right, seems like that's going around.

I'll see you tonight.

- Okay, bye.

- [Dispatcher] 911, what's your emergency?

- [Greg] She's not breathing, I shot her.

- [Dispatcher] Where are you now, sir?

- [Greg] I'm in the hallway outside my apartment

waiting for the cops.

- [Dispatcher] And the person you shot, sir,

is she still breathing?

- [Greg] No, no no.

She's not breathing, I shot her.

[gun firing]

- [Dispatcher] Was that another shot, sir?

Has someone else been?

- [Greg] No, no.

That was just a car backfiring or something.

The person shot is Ashlyn Wilt.

She's inside.

I'm the one who shot her.

- That, that right there.

Why are you on the call with the dispatch?

A car backfire?

- Yeah.

- A car backfiring.

You heard that all the way at your pent house.

- [Greg] Yeah.

- Are you sure?

Those weapons you have in your house for protection,

was one of them a shotgun?

- Oh piss.

- Tess, Tarik, fill me in.

- 911 dispatcher called and confirmed

there was a third emergency call placed that night.

- What time?

- 9:43 PM.

Check out those drug screenings.

- Y'all sure?

- I had a case like this once with Jimmy.

He let me have it.

- So you got it all figured out?

Just paying it forward?

- I love that movie.

- [Tessa] Screwdriver.

- Screwdriver.

- You know what, y'all?

Y'all can go screwdriver yourselves, how about that?

- Tarik, just because you are together

doesn't mean your other half

always knows what's going on.

You're welcome.

- [Tarik] Uh huh.

[sighing]

You shot Ashlyn with the shotgun

to cover up the bullet.

- No.

- The bullet wound that entered her body

and you tried to cover up the wound.

- [Shaunda] No, I'm the one.

- You were trying to cover that and protect your husband.

- No, he did it to protect me.

He shot her the first time so no one

would know I killed her.

- No, my wife, bless her only shot Ash to protect me

from the fact I shot her first.

- [Tarik] Because you killed her.

- [Greg] Yes, because I killed her.

- Are you sure it's not all the coke,

the shit ton of coke that you guys gave her?

Yeah, your wife told me.

She told me about the ménage à trois

that you all had going on

and all the coke that she gave Ashlyn.

- No, no that's not true.

- [Tarik] Which part?

- When Shaunda went to take her shower,

I gave Ash another hit.

We were all on it.

All of us flying high but Ash, something was off.

She said she wasn't feeling well,

so it was me from the start.

I killed her.

I gave her the coke.

[intense music]

- Sorry detective, I think you need to see this.

- Alright.

- I'm sorry, these must have come through

while I was giving you the final drug screenings

but it's the final toxicology report

with the official cause of death.

[sighing]

You got to be fucking kidding me.

- You're welcome.

[sighing]

[laughing]

- So now that you are here, do you feel more comfortable?

- Kind of.

- Is this normal?

- To have you both here at the same time, no.

This is very unusual.

But just like this case, it's very unusual.

Right now I understand that both of you

genuinely care about each other

and are trying to help each other out.

That's cool, I get it.

But someone needs to talk.

I don't care who talks first

but someone has to start talking.

No bullshit, just tell me what happened.

- I met Ashlyn when she came to work

for my firm as a receptionist.

Started screwing around a little and yeah,

she joked about telling Shaunda in order to meet her.

- She was always teasing.

I'm sorry, I jumped ahead.

- No, you're right.

She was.

I was never blackmailed by Ash.

It was my suggestion that they meet.

Ash really had something special.

- She did, and Greg has a great eye for spotting talent

and Ash is just.

- The best.

It was great.

I mean, parties, sleepovers, the understanding.

- We all really loved each other

and she loved Christmas.

She's not gonna get another Christmas.

- Okay, can you just tell me what happened tonight?

- Well, tonight was wonderful.

We had dinner just the three of us

but it must have been the blow.

I poisoned her.

- No, honey.

I gave Ash another hit after you went to take a shower.

It wasn't you.

She ODed because of me.

- [Tarik] Is that when you decided to shoot her?

- After the last hit,

Ash said she needed to get something in her stomach.

She went to the kitchen but didn't come back.

I found her lying on the floor.

She wasn't breathing.

I knew it was the coke Shaunda bought.

I couldn't have it come back on her.

She's worked so hard to get where she's at.

- Babe.

- No, another Wall Street prick takes a fall.

Who's gonna think twice?

But you, you've built yourself up

into something so great in the fashion world that

you just couldn't. - Okay, alright.

Alright alright alright alright.

I get the mutual respect that you guys have.

We're talking about Ash on the floor not breathing.

- I did try CPR.

I know CPR and when I knew she was dead

I shot her so it would look like I killed her

and Shaunda wouldn't take the fall.

Called 911.

- When I heard the shot and I found her

and I knew right away what Greg had done

and we love him as much as he loves us

and Ash wouldn't want you to go to jail

and throw your career away so I covered up his shot

with the shotgun.

- Babe, Ash would be so proud of you.

- No, she would be so proud of you.

She loved you.

- She loved you.

- Alright, that's enough.

Hey, excuse me.

Excuse me.

That's enough.

Hey!

Listen, okay.

First off, there will be no screwing,

no sexing, forget this a police interrogation room.

You understand me?

This is not your bedroom.

Second off, okay, y'all are freaky as hell.

Y'all got some messed up stuff going on,

y'all need help, go see a therapist, okay?

And last, I get it.

You genuinely care about each other,

you cared about Ashlyn but let's finish off this case, okay?

Shaunda, you called the emergency line at 10:02, right?

Okay, Greg, you called right before her at 10:01, okay.

There was a third call right before yours>

- Who called 911?

- Ashlyn at 9:43.

- What?

What did she say?

- She didn't say anything.

Dispatcher said that it just sounded like

someone was having a hard time breathing

and it sounded like someone was choking on the other end.

- Choking?

- She went to get food from the kitchen.

- Oh my god, she's allergic to peanuts.

- Oh no, the cookies.

The ones your mom brought over.

- Oh my god, mom.

- Alright, um.

[crying]

I'm gonna give you a minute, okay?

[intense music]

So y'all was watching me this whole time, huh?

You know what?

I'm gonna charge them with something.

Desecrating or you know what, defiling the corpse.

- [Tessa] Why don't you charge them

for eating cookies with peanuts?

- You know what, we should charge them.

Cold cookies are the worst.

- How about interfering with forensics determination?

You know, better yet, they were coked out

of their damn minds.

- [Tessa] Sexing.

- Sexing.

- You know what? - Sex.

- Ing.

- They're not normal and y'all not normal.

None of this is normal.

- Aw, but that's the way the cookie crumbles.

- [Tessa] Nuts.

- Nuts.

[laughing]

- Ladies, where's Tarik?

- Binding up a case.

What's going on?

- I want to introduce you to

the newest member of SIU.

[dramatic music]

- Can I talk to you?

[sighing]

[intense music]

[dramatic music]