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If some part of you

still wants Ted...

I am mourning the death of a dream,

and I'm allowed to be sad about it

without it having deeper significance.

I will not let my past with Bill cost me Andre.

I'm proud of you, Dani.

The negative publicity around my arrest

could end up costing you this election.

You made the right decision by getting rid of Bill's ass,

because he's a very bad man.

Good at being bad.

What happened with Kalista. .. that was years ago, and...

There is not a single person here

who wants to hear any of your excuses.

Are you saying I'm gaining weight?

- I'm seeing it. - No, no, no. No!

Finally.

All right! What happened?

Bill pull some kind of slick legal move

- to back out of the deal? - Oh, that fool

is absolutely to blame for this.

Are you serious?

Do it look like I'm playing?

That bastard got me pregnant!

- Bill. - Hey.

- I appreciate you for having me. - Aw, man.

Thanks for showing up on short notice.

- It's been a minute since it's just been us two. - Yeah.

Long overdue, if you ask me.

But, um, Naomi is actually why I called.

She told you about the argument?

Look, there are a few things I've been sitting on,

and I didn't handle it the best way,

- but I promise you, I love your daughter. - Listen,

you don't have to convince me of that, all right?

I've seen you two together enough to know

that it's the real deal.

And I'm the last guy on earth

to judge another man's marriage.

I've had two, and neither one of 'em ended with a parade, so...

[chuckles softly] Well, I'm glad you said it and not me.

Yeah, between all the lies that Hayley fed me

and the secrets I kept from Dani,

including the one that unearthed itself

at the worst possible time,

you know, I've learned my lessons the hard way.

Such as?

The importance of honesty.

You and Naomi going at it,

saying all the ugly parts out loud

that's just two people fighting to work things out.

That's how your bond stays strong.

That's what I want more than anything.

Trust me, I do.

But I'm not folding on my job just to keep the peace at home.

But I'm also not trying to lose my marriage.

So being on opposite ends of this Smitty case

is really testing you, huh?

Got to say, this feels kind of strange.

[chuckles] Sorry about the cloak-and-dagger.

I didn't think Ashley should be a part

of this particular conversation.

Okay. So either I'm in trouble

or you're planning something.

You're not in trouble. [Chuckles softly]

Oh, so it's a surprise. Listen, we already celebrated.

Ashley's promotion, but if you want to do something bigger...

This isn't about Ashley.

I need you to tell me everything you know about the Impaler.

? ?

TED: Mm. You probably should start packing.

Vanessa showed me a couple places today.

I think I found our home.

- Oh, you think? - Mm-hmm.

Or you know?

Well, see for yourself.

Tell me that's not the one.

It's

- big. - Mm-hmm.

It's beautiful. It just looks like

someplace you would donate one of the wings.

Yeah, it's the signature of Paul Cheeks Dupree's architecture.

Owning one of his houses carries some serious cachet.

- Oh. - Uh-huh.

I was just always taught the home should mean something

to the people who actually live in it,

not just the people driving past.

Well, six bedrooms, eight bathrooms...

Eight?

Ted, it's two of us.

Well, it's about the space.

For what? A small country?

And I am not about to clean eight bathrooms.

You wouldn't be. [Chuckles softly]

Right.

It's Fairmont Crest.

Everybody has their own staff.

Is something wrong?

Nope. Just being schooled on what our life

will actually look like once we move behind the gates.

[rapid knocking]

[Joey sighs]

All right, all right. I'm coming.

[exhales sharply]

Right on time.

Surprisingly.

I did a little research,

and I think this wine should pair nicely

with whatever masterpiece you're conjuring.

- Smells divine, by the way. - Thank you.

You know that the only reason we're doing this

is for Vanessa, right?

Well, here I thought it was a family reconciliation.

[sighs] You know, for someone hosting a dinner,

you could read a book or two on etiquette.

Well, that cuts both ways.

What is this about, Joey?

Me buying Uptown? 'Cause that was a sound investment.

We both know that's not why you did it.

I am so sorry I'm late.

My showing ran over, and it just...

My.

How did it get this tense this fast?

HEATHER: Hmm.

There is an upside to having a bigger house.

Like?

Guest rooms for our families.

Oh. Yeah, my brothers all sleeping under one roof.

It's not quite the selling point you think that is.

Ah. What about your parents?

- They live in the area. - What about holidays

or-or special occasions? Wouldn't it be nice

to have them stay over if they've had a couple drinks

instead of sticking them in a Uber?

Sure. Maybe.

But even if they each have their own room,

there are still three extra rooms unused.

Then we will fill them.

The-the house is for entertaining.

What type of entertaining are you planning on us doing?

Well, after spending a year and a half in a hotel suite,

I'm ready to do some hosting. There's a second kitchen

with an infrared grill.

- Be perfect for a Juneteenth barbecue. - A second kitchen?

- Mm-hmm. - Okay. So now we're just casually moving into a compound.

Well, there's, uh, plenty of room

for you to make those lemon cheesecakes

every Christmas, huh?

I am not baking outdoors.

That is unsanitary.

Then we'll use the second indoor kitchen.

Trust me, Shanice. You'll love it.

Are you sure?

Well, the only tension in the room is

me wondering where you were.

Well, let's get started.

I know how busy we all are.

Mm. Speak for yourself.

I cleared my whole night.

Shall we?

I, uh, have to check the oven.

[scoffs]

- Level with me... what did I walk in on? - Oh, nothing.

Just my brother being his charming self,

reminding me that this is all for your benefit, not his.

Hopefully by the end of the night that changes.

Vanessa, you're a sweetheart,

but you don't have to micromanage our relationship.

Because you do a bang-up job of that yourselves.

[chuckling]

But that is what I'm here for.

Oh.

Yeah, you're very good at finding middle ground.

I don't think Joey could find it if you pointed it out to him

- with a flashlight. - No.

But

his cooking does have certain therapeutic qualities.

You'll see.

Well, I get it, man.

I get it.

You know, being on opposite sides of a case like this...

That'll test any marriage.

You think I'm on the wrong side?

You don't?

[chuckles softly]

Months ago,

when you and Smitty were Batman and Robin,

would you have imagined slapping the cuffs on him?

Well, back then Lia Whitmore wasn't dead.

Besides, if there's anybody that understands the importance

of not letting their personal feelings contaminate cases,

it's you.

Son

who put you on to the Impaler in the first place?

Smitty. The man

handed you the thread and said pull.

Now the Impaler's got you so twisted around

that you're treating your own partner

as though he's the enemy.

You don't see that that's by design?

That's a dangerous insinuation for a defense attorney to make.

I'm not speaking as a defense attorney, Jacob.

I'm speaking as a man who watched his family

get used against him and came way too close

to being nailed by a poison bullet.

Would you stop waving that damn pee stick in my face?

Trust me, I hate looking at it more than you do.

I cannot be pregnant right now.

I have too many other problems to deal with.

Like the house in St. Bart's.

- Have you sold that yet? - Not even close.

I was packed and ready to bounce.

But with it being hurricane season,

the Realtor said it could take six to 12 months to sell.

And by then it'll be hurricane season again.

So the money Bill gave you...

It won't even cover the property taxes

or the maintenance or the upkeep.

I will burn through all my cash

before I even make a sale, Randy.

Look, I need liquidity,

not a pretty house that's gonna drain me dry.

That's why I need to focus on figuring out my next hustle.

- A "baby on board" hustle. - [sighs]

- Man, this ruins everything. - Well,

maybe you're looking at things backwards.

Two lines equals pregnancy.

The math is not that complicated.

That's not what I'm getting at.

Maybe you see this as bad news.

'Cause it is.

Or... now peep this...

It's the best news ever.

- Have you lost your damn mind? - Okay, hear me out.

No. No, I am not in the mood

for some speech about the miracle of life.

You know what babies are actually about?

Crying, pooping, peeing,

throwing up all day, every day.

At least in prison there's a possibility of parole.

Motherhood is a lifetime sentence.

It never ends.

I didn't know it was possible for someone

to hate a baby that much.

I don't hate babies.

I have no use for them.

Look, I live for the con, Randy.

Reading a man in 30 seconds,

becoming exactly what he didn't know he needed,

and then taking him for all he's worth.

None of that is possible with this.

[chuckles softly]

Well, I would have expected that a world-class hustler

such as yourself would have already run the numbers.

Oh, I have.

18 years of being tied down,

raising Bill Hamilton's big-ass baby comes up goose eggs.

No fun, no freedom.

No fun.

But a lot of money.

Child support.

That man is cutting checks out of those deep pockets

every single month.

No more reinventing yourself every few years.

No more chasing marks.

You are not tied down, cuz.

You are locked in.

No assembly required.

That bun is already in the oven.

What's that look?

Me thinking you have a gift for poking holes through cases.

Hmm. Okay.

I'm game.

Yeah, my mind's clearer than it has been in years.

It's one of the benefits

of permanently removing Hayley from my life.

Let's set some ground rules first.

I know anything I say goes back to Naomi,

so I'm only sharing what she already knows.

Fair enough.

Okay.

Smitty's defense is that he was framed,

- but there's no evidence to back that up. - Well,

prosecution still owes Naomi discovery.

And my daughter's one hell of a researcher,

so don't count her out before she's had a chance

- to dig. - Oh, I'm not.

But claiming a frame job with no proof?

That won't land with a jury.

Neither will a lack of clear motive.

I mean, Smitty passing drugs to one of his sources?

I mean, what does he stand to gain from that?

Based on what I've seen,

if Smitty wants something bad enough,

he'll cross lines to get it.

Yeah, but where's the payoff, Jacob?

If Smitty fed Lia drugs to get her talking,

- then where's the article? - It could have been pulled

due to sensitivity to the circumstances.

In today's media climate with companies starving for clicks?

No. Any editor worth a damn

would've slapped "Deathbed Confession" on the headline

in the biggest font they had.

Okay, you're not wrong.

But it's frustrating as hell.

Every move I make to bring the Impaler down

ends up with somebody I care about in the cross fire.

I'm out here trying to do the right thing.

But the ones I care about

seems to be the ones that end up paying for it.

Sorry.

I'm not talking about the Impaler ever again.

Look, I know it was a rough experience...

Try traumatizing.

What I did...

That's something that I'm gonna take to my grave.

Watching Derek get shot,

knowing how close that came to being me?

And now Lia's dead, too?

This immunity deal gave me a lifeline.

I am taking it and moving on.

Too bad Smitty wasn't given the same chance.

And right now he is running out of road.

I've been following the case.

I don't know the man well, but

what I do know doesn't line up

with what they're charging him with.

Then help me prove it, Grayson.

You were inside of the organization.

You knew Lia personally.

You could be sitting on something that I could use

to put reasonable doubt in front of a jury.

Yeah, but I was at the bottom. I didn't have access

to how the upper levels operated.

Then give me something on Lia.

Even if it seems seemingly insignificant.

Just think.

Lia was,

- uh... - Yeah?

She wasn't with the drug stuff.

I heard her go off more than once

about patients faking symptoms so they could score painkillers.

She had no sympathy for it.

So the idea that she just decided to get high...

No matter how dark things got in there, that wasn't who she was.

Would you be willing to say that in court?

Are you seriously asking him to take the witness stand?

I cannot believe you're asking my boyfriend

to wreck his life again.

I don't know. [Chuckles softly]

- Thank you. - TED: All right.

Not gonna lie, I was willing to bet

this was your dream house.

Like I said, it's yours.

And I don't mean that as criticism.

It's gorgeous. It's just

impressing neighbors never was really on my priority list.

We can personalize it.

The furniture is just staging.

It's more than that, Ted.

I want a house that has soul to it,

where my knickknacks and crooked picture frames

don't need a designer's approval.

And give me a small vegetable garden

over a cathedral ceiling any day of the week.

Well, babe, it's big enough. We can do it all.

Won't we be lonely in it?

- I mean, you've seen The Shining. - [chuckles]

That poor man was wandering around, losing himself

each hallway he wandered into.

I grew up in a big house. I never thought of it that way.

It's just, a house isn't an investment for me.

It's where I go to exhale.

And you don't think we can do that in that house?

I don't think we should have to work so hard to feel at home.

And, honestly, if we are not in sync on something so basic,

living together might be tougher than we think.

Only a man would think having a baby

is an easy come-up. [Scoffs]

I don't know about that, cuz.

There are WAGs...

Uh, they aren't me.

And getting my body hijacked for nine months

and then having to raise the damn thing?

Hey, with Bill's money,

you'll be able to hire a whole fleet of nannies.

No. There are easier ways to get paid

and ones that don't involve breastfeeding.

Any of them as sure as this?

The universe is dropping a guaranteed payday into your lap.

You remember how gung ho Bill was

about starting his second family?

That was when he thought I was madly in love with him.

People don't just line up to have babies

with someone they can't stand.

That man wants a daddy do-over.

He told you himself

that he was dying for a son.

That doesn't just go away.

You should just start manifesting a little Bill Jr.

And you'll be set.

I'd rather manifest a Hollywood hotshot

who's addicted to this cocoa goodness.

That'll get his head turned by some tan thot.

You need to start thinking long game, cuz.

Huge paydays come in small packages.

I tell you, I can't help but be concerned.

If Smitty's right, this Impaler doesn't just silence people,

son-in-law, he removes them.

I won't do anything reckless,

but I'm also not backing down.

Yeah, well, no one's suggesting that.

Just be careful, all right?

This man's unlike anyone you've ever investigated.

Yeah, you're telling me.

With organized crime, there's always a ladder, right?

You find the lowest rung and you stomp it until someone cracks.

And then it's dominoes.

But we've already made so many arrests, and nothing.

Well, yeah, fear will do that.

That, and they can't tell what they never knew.

Hmm. Yeah. Seems like this Impaler keeps things airtight.

And that's why it feels like I'm chasing a ghost.

I mean, sometimes you just have to create your own fun, right?

Oh.

Oh, Joey.

My goodness. Oh.

Mmm. Spanakopita.

You know, I have had this in Greece several times, and

these hold up.

Oh. Glad it meets your standards.

This is nice.

You're talking. You're eating.

It's exactly what I was hoping for.

If the appetizers are this good,

I can't wait for the main course.

Oh, this... this is the main course.

Sorry?

Spinach and cheese is a lot more filling than you think.

[chuckles softly] Not to those who were expecting a full meal.

Yeah, I haven't eaten since this morning.

Well, you can have the whole thing.

Tell you what, I'll box it up so you can have something later.

Hmm.

Calm down, Ashley.

I am not wrecking Grayson's life.

I am trying to save Smitty's.

Well, from where I'm standing,

one requires the other.

If Grayson takes the stand, everything goes public.

- And then he could lose his job at the hospital. - Yeah.

Probably my shifts at Uptown, too.

Can't imagine the new owner would want

a criminal pouring drinks.

Not exactly great for the brand.

There are ways to protect you.

You could testify behind a screen.

- I've done it myself. - No, that's still too risky.

This isn't just Grayson's life on the line.

What about his mom?

If... What happens if everything

falls apart and he can no longer take care of her?

I wouldn't be asking if I had another angle.

Please, Grayson.

You are the only one who could speak to who Lia was

in this environment.

It could be enough to plant doubt.

"Could be"? So you're asking him to gamble his life

on a hope and a prayer?

- I'm asking him to tell the truth. - A truth

- that costs him. - GRAYSON: It's all right.

It's all right, Ashley.

Smitty got caught up doing the right thing.

If telling what I know about Lia helps him

don't I owe him that much to take that risk?

Dating men I despise never bothered me.

You know why?

Yeah. A million and one reasons why.

Reason a million and two?

Well, look, they all thought they were getting over on me,

but I knew that I was way out of they league.

Suckers.

[chuckles]

But kids

look, kids don't deserve that.

You know, when you grow up with a parent that resents you,

that's not something you just get over.

Your parents really did a number on you.

But in hindsight

they did me a favor.

I realized that nobody's coming to save me,

so I learned to save myself.

The fact that you can even think about what this could do

to the kid just means you are capable of caring about...

Uh, I-I care about me, Randy.

Me. Period.

For now.

When I found out my ex was pregnant,

I wanted no parts of it.

I sounded just like you.

But then my son came into this world and everything changed.

When he looked up at me with those little brown eyes,

I just...

That boy is the reason why I get up in the morning.

The best thing that ever happened to me.

Why I'm always out here chasing something bigger.

So he has the options that I never had.

Cuz

that could happen for you.

Or not. Look, I can barely tolerate adults.

I'm not raising no little spawn.

Even if it saves your life?

Joey is already pressing me to tell him what your next move is.

The man is circling,

and Bill is not gonna let the mother of his child get got.

And once the little infant claws its way out of my body,

what then?

That baby doesn't just buy you nine months.

It makes you bulletproof way past its birthday.

If you play it right, you'll have enough time

to figure it out.

And since Joey is pressing me for intel,

I'm in a bad spot, too.

So you owe this to the both of us.

So... what's your dad's take on all this?

He's watching it closely.

But the case has gotten bigger than just us.

Mm. Public pressure?

[scoffs] The powers that be

aren't happy that Smitty's arrest and Lia's death

has caused such a media circus.

Hmm.

Yeah, and all that pressure rolls downhill.

Yep. Until it all lands on me.

Every day that goes by without me making an arrest

is a day that somebody in a suit is asking "Why not?"

Well, you understand what it means

that Elon put you on this, right?

A case this size, this public...

It could either end or make your career.

And he chose you anyway.

Well, he knew I wasn't gonna let somebody else run point on this.

Not on the investigation into the man that's responsible

- for my best friend's murder. - Yeah.

Nobody has more reason to want the entire organization

to be dismantled.

And that's what kills me, Bill.

I feel like I'm sitting here, running in circles

when the Impaler's out there probably laughing his ass off.

You agreed to play nice.

This is me being nice.

We haven't even opened the wine that Heather brought.

Here, let me get you a glass.

No, thank you.

Okay. Then let's order some real food

and finish that wine.

Well, don't do me any favors.

I'm sorry. That-that-that came out wrong.

I think it's just the hunger talking.

No, thanks. I'll order my own food

when I get back to the hotel suite.

Are you sure?

Yes. Vanessa, thank you so much

for trying to have a good evening.

? I'm signifying ?

? I ain't lying... ?

[door closes]

Something I said?

My idea of our dream house is the one we both walk in

and say, "Yeah, this is it."

And if you're not happy with it, then neither am I.

Good. And just so we're clear,

I wasn't saying I want to live

in some teeny, tiny bungalow somewhere.

I know you need a proper home office.

I do.

And I wouldn't mind some big old walk-in closet

where I can put all these clothes I plan to buy.

Well, the house I showed you has it all.

Would you at least just see it in person?

And I promise you, it doesn't give off any horror movie vibes.

[laughs]

Fine. I'll look.

And who knows? Maybe I'll fall in love.

That's all I'm asking.

And if we don't, we keep looking.

Okay.

It may take a while.

Doesn't matter. I'm not gonna stop

until we find the place where we can't see ourselves

living anywhere else

for the rest of our lives.

Maybe there's another way I could build my case

without putting you on the stand.

Well, that's the option I would prefer.

Is there anyone in the Red Market who had

video skills like editing,

- postproduction, stuff like that? - Why?

The evidence against Smitty includes video footage

of him meeting with a known Red Market associate named Max.

If I could find whoever doctored that video,

I could subpoena them and blow a hole through the State's case.

Problem is, I don't have the video yet.

State's attorney's office keeps dragging discovery.

My world inside the organization was small.

If, if I heard somebody's name besides Lia's or Ren's,

I-I would soon forget it.

And Ren's still behind bars.

Could still be working from the inside, though.

You think Ren is still taking orders from the Impaler?

The guy who got him locked up?

I'm just spitballing.

But someone got those pills to Lia,

and it wasn't necessarily an inmate or a guard.

Go on.

The Red Market had a type.

Medical background, money problems,

someone in a jam who needed to find a way out.

Hunting people who are already drowning.

How nice.

I've known lab techs, nurses,

other people who work inside infirmaries at prisons.

They all have access to meds.

And they move between facilities?

Picking up shifts wherever they can.

So it wouldn't surprise me if someone in that prison

was connected to the Red Market.

Or being used by someone who is.

You may be my cousin and all,

but blood only goes so far.

I don't owe you or anybody 18 years of my life.

Hate the idea all you want to,

but it's better than being dead.

Malone was ready to saw you up into little pieces.

And yet I'm still here.

All it takes is for Joey to have one bad day to change his mind.

You need to start thinking of this baby

as more than just a meal ticket.

Mm. Like an insurance policy.

Now you're getting it.

And after nine months, you'll be mobile.

Miami, Dubai, Monaco.

Bel Air?

Yep. You can use the child support

to fund hooking up with Hollywood hotshots.

You don't duck into hiding.

You strut into the good life.

Bill's a shark actively looking for blood.

Look, as soon as this baby is born,

he is gonna come for full custody.

Which means I don't get a dime.

He is gonna want that baby with his mother.

Not if that mom is me.

Look, he'll convince himself that, oh,

I'm just doing what's best for the baby.

But

maybe that's how I get paid.

Bill wants a baby more than he wants revenge.

I'll give him what he wants.

Mm.

But with a price.

Listen, nobody's perfect forever, right?

Even the ones who think they're untouchable.

And this Impaler?

Guys like that... they always slip up at some point.

And when he does, you'll be right there with the cuffs.

You know, I want to believe that.

But what makes this so hard, aside from the ghost part,

is that the Red Market doesn't operate

like a traditional organization.

It's decentralized,

and all our evidence points to there being cells

all over the country, even internationally.

[exhales] Whew.

So your guy could be operating from anywhere in the world.

Even under a different agency's jurisdiction altogether.

And that becomes a whole other nightmare.

Well, I mean, it's smart.

It's how you'd hide something that big, I guess.

Or it could be a way to distract from something small.

- But I could be reaching. - No, no, no.

Put it on the table anyway.

There's just something that doesn't feel global about this.

- Mm. - I have this sinking feeling

that when it's all said and done,

this man might be right under our nose.

HEATHER: Excuse me. I don't mean to interrupt.

I think it's high time we met.

Whew. I was nervous there for a minute.

- [chuckles] - I am glad

we are on the same page with this house-hunting.

Can you blame me?

My wife-to-be deserves a castle.

But, baby, I want a home.

Right, right, right. Less Versailles,

more enchanted cottage, huh?

Enchanted cottage

- with walk-in closets. - Ah.

[both laugh]

Well, let's make it happen, huh?

[phone buzzing]

Ted.

I didn't catch you at a bad time, did I?

I suppose not.

What do you need?

Um, are you free tomorrow morning?

Oh, you want to show Shanice the property you picked out?

First stop, yes.

But is there anything new on the market?

Oh. I take it your fianc�e wasn't quite as thrilled

about the A-list property you found?

Uh, it's a big decision. We want to make sure

we both love our new home

as much as we love each other.

Well, when you put it that way,

I'm sure I can move things around in my morning.

I will... I will see you in the a.m.

Ah. You're the best.

Okay, good night.

[chuckles softly]

Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Don't you dare.

I need to clean up.

Oh, the one tray of appetizers that you made for dinner?

A sad to-go box is not a dinner, Joey.

I didn't have time to finish the moussaka.

Your sister left here seeing red.

Well, that has nothing to do with me.

That snap you saw from her...

That's her mask slipping

the second she didn't get what she wanted.

I saw a woman who is frustrated,

who wants to reconnect with her brother

but keeps hitting a wall.

And you keep shutting her out.

I shut her out because I know

what's on the other side of that door.

Vanessa,

what you saw tonight...

That's the second warning.

You'd be wise to pay attention.

So you think someone on the prison staff

works for the Impaler?

It's worth considering.

Somebody put those pills in Lia's hands.

But that clashes with what you said earlier

about Lia not using drugs recreationally.

Death by suicide is complicated.

Okay, look, what if Lia did ask for the pills,

and whoever's pulling the strings supplied them for her

and used it as an opportunity to frame Smitty?

I don't know.

Some things are just not adding up for me.

I keep going back to Max and him being in that video.

Okay, I know this is a long shot,

but is there, like,

a network of people who got out of the Red Market

who might know how to reach him?

The reason the whole organization never got busted...

It was because it's structured in a way that no one knew

who else was in it.

Before Smitty got arrested,

I convinced myself that everyone had cleared town.

There were no signs of life, so...

I assumed it was over.

You're right.

Everything did go dormant.

Months of nothing and then suddenly...

Suddenly Smitty.

Maybe I've been asking all the wrong questions.

Maybe I need to stop focusing on who did this

and start asking "Why now?"

What changed in the DMV

that would make the Impaler's people suddenly decide

it was time to come back?

Ma'am, you came over here looking for me?

- Are you in trouble? - Oh.

Silly me. No, I'm sorry.

I actually...

The person I've been dying to meet

- is you. - BILL: Hmm.

- Bill, correct? - Mm.

Heather.

I'm new to town.

I'm friends with Dani.

It's been so fun getting to know her.

She told me a little bit about your ex-wife.

Wow. I thought things like that only happened in the movies.

- I'm so relieved you're okay. - Yeah,

well, trust me, no one is, uh,

happier to still be aboveground than I am.

I bet. Oh, I'm sorry.

Forgive my manners.

Jacob Hawthorne. I'm...

Oh, you're Dani's son-in-law. The detective.

You got me.

I really admire what you do.

Firefighters, police officers...

You, you all put yourself in the line of danger every day

so that we can stay safe.

I'm just doing my job.

We appreciate you.

I read an article about you recently.

It was something about the-the

the blood ring lunatics?

Like, that person in charge sounds really dangerous.

I'm sure it's nothing you can't handle, though.

It was really nice to meet you both. [Chuckles softly]

I hope you have a good evening.

- You, too. - Take care.

- That was strange. - Yeah, it was.

Didn't know Dani was discussing my situation

with her new friends.

- I'm talking about Heather No Last Name. - Yeah, yeah.

I caught that, too.

I can't put my finger on it, but

something feels off about that woman.

Hmm.

It's simple.

Instead of a long, drawn-out custody battle

where I have to deal with the Duprees in my face even more,

I will just hand over the crying blob to Bill

with all legal rights included. [Chuckles softly]

- And that's it? - Yep.

Except for the crap ton of cash Bill will have to fork over.

Enough to make that $10 million insurance policy

that I was cheated out of

look like pocket change.

You plan on selling your baby to Bill?

Don't make it sound like...

Human trafficking?

It's not.

The kid gets a devoted parent,

Bill gets his heir, and I get my money.

We all eat.

You know [scoffs]

it's funny.

Bill spent our entire marriage trying to control me.

And the first time he finally gets what he wants,

it's gonna cost him the most.

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