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Going down?

Come on, babe.

You know I hate this part.

Well, it's not any easier for me.

Ah...

I really don't deserve you.

Mm-hmm.

I'll see you when I see you.

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Senator Chapman.

So good to see you.

Another late-night strategy session, huh?

Who with this time, Senator?

Sorry. Skipped lunch.

Trying to lose 15 pounds so I can fit in my tux.

Yeah, no. That's good.

My sister-in-law's getting married.

And what's with the "uh, good"?

What?

Extra weight reduces life expectancy.

A little extra weight.

If I want to increase my life expectancy,

I need to lose the 180 pounds behind the wheel.

Those are the pounds that are gonna give me a heart attack.

Now, that's just hurtful, Carlos.

She came out of the hotel,

but she wasn't a registered guest.

Not sure what she was doing.

I think I know someone who does.

Hey.

So, I'm out front Jeff's school

to pick him up and take him to his grandma's.

Okay.

You do know what I'm talking about, right?

I do, yeah.

But you can't talk right now.

Not really. Hey, am I on Bluetooth?

Yeah.

So, I'm kind of like K.I.T.T. on "Knight Rider," huh?

More like Jim in my keya.

Listen, Raiford's a 3-hour drive,

so I should be in there for about an hour with Ray.

Unless -- I don't know -- he has some reaction

to my wanting a divorce I'm not counting on,

I should be back around 10:00.

10:00. Got it.

Hey, um...

Are you okay?

Yeah.

I am.

Completely.

I'll call you when I'm on my way back?

Yeah. I'll be waiting.

Well, you're in a good mood all of a sudden. I am not.

Call Jeff.

Yo, yo. Leave a message, all right?

Jeff, I'm outside school, waiting for you.

Where are you? Call me right back.

Jeff?

No, ma'am. This is Officer Rabello.

It's about your son.

My son? What's wrong?

I'm at school here to pick him up.

He's not at school.

He's here at Raiford Correctional.

What?! Took the bus.

Got here half an hour ago.

Oh, my God. I -- is he okay?

He's fine.

He says he's here to see his dad.

I just took him to see his dad.

No, actually, I guess that's been like two months now.

None of my business, ma'am,

but it seems to me

like you and your son have some things to talk about.

Yeah.

Some say I don't play well with others.

I was a damn good Detective in Chicago

until a disagreement with my boss

encouraged me to pack it up and make a change.

So I put the Windy City in my rearview

and headed to the Sunshine State

to kick back, play some golf, work on my tan,

maybe write the occasional speeding ticket.

Yeah, well...

That didn't work out.

The Glades 1x12 Exposed Original Air Date on September 26, 2010

Chloe Perkins custom jewelry.

Looks like she modeled her own stuff.

It's nice.

It's a little too showy for my taste.

Oh, you sure?

She doesn't have a cellphone.

Who doesn't have a cellphone these days?

Maybe she left it at her place or in her car.

"Office of Senator Donald Chapman."

All right, it's a little late for mouth-to-mouth,

don't you think?

It's burnt almonds.

Thought I smelled something.

As in cyanide poisoning?

That's my guess.

Daniel.

Your hunch was right.

Weekly Insider Online

already has photos of the victim lying in the back of the hotel,

and you'll never guess who they caught exiting the front.

Senator Donald Chapman.

Okay, how did you -- thanks.

Dude.

Get some good photos?

Good enough.

Yeah. Good enough for the front page.

Kind of macabre, don't you think?

You saw the masthead, right?

She was dead. There was nothing I could do.

Well, certainly not when you're uploading your photos

to your online edition.

You're...Owen DeMarco?

Yeah. That's right.

Do you know miss Perkins?

Never met her.

How'd you know she and the Senator would be here?

I guess I just got lucky.

Yeah, I'd say so.

So, what can you tell me

that anyone with a computer doesn't already know?

Hey, look, I thought the Senator was having an affair,

so I've been following him, trying to catch him red-handed.

I guess I just... Got one better than that.

Yeah.

Who's your source?

Don't have a source.

And if I did, which I totally don't,

they'd be protected by the shield law.

I know you know that.

Okay. Hey!

Sources are protected. Photos aren't.

Looks like someone was in too much of a hurry

to hit the chocolates. Hmm.

Don't eat the evidence.

Funny.

Cyanide?

I can't tell.

Bottle's empty.

Can't tell if there was cyanide in this glass...

...Or if it was just really bad wine.

Either one will kill you.

I could smell it on our victim

'cause it was in her lungs when she died,

which aspirates during rigor.

Okay. Bag and tag it.

Got it.

Stay.

Take a deep breath.

Is it that bad?

See for yourself.

I've seen the Internet stories and the pictures.

Well, all of South Florida has already seen them.

Are you sure it's me that should be taking a deep breath?

State Senator Chapman could be the next Governor of Florida.

His wife, Stephanie Chapman, is the niece of a Senator

and the granddaughter of a former Governor.

They're the closest thing to royalty we have here in Florida.

We're talking serious power and influence.

Okay. No, not okay.

The Senator's office has already contacted the State Attorney General,

who personally contacted me.

If you want to speak to Senator Chapman,

you have to go through his lawyers.

Got it. Have you?

That is better. Let's go.

Okay.

This is their weekend place?

They must have some weekends.

The royalty like their homes.

About as much as I like my job,

so don't be dragging me into one of your routines.

Hi. Detective Longworth, FDLE.

This is my partner, Dr. Sanchez.

Does anybody know you two are here?

Any anybody you mean in particular?

There you go.

Because I believe we have an understanding

that's been communicated to your superior. Right.

But I'm guessing you've had a heart-to-heart with your husband now.

If he's claiming innocence in Chloe Perkins' death

and you truly believe him,

the best thing you can do is let us in.

Because you're looking out for our best interests.

'Cause the sooner I solve the case,

the sooner it's off the front page.

See? Come on in.

Thank you.

You have guests.

The FDLE.

I thought we agreed.

I thought I'd unilaterally change our agreement.

How's it feel?

I guess I had that coming.

Yeah, it's all fun and games till someone gets hurt.

I never meant to hurt anybody. That's the God's honest truth.

How'd you and Chloe meet?

I saw her work.

I hired her to make a ring for Stephanie's birthday.

Oh, that was thoughtful of you.

The ring, I mean, not the affair.

How long have you and Chloe known each other?

About three months. We were just winding it down.

Well, nothing says winding it down

like a lethal dose of cyanide.

I didn't poison her.

Well, you were the last one with her.

I guess I'm just having a hard time believing

that you don't know anything about this.

Listen...

I know this is...

Not an okay thing to ask,

and I don't want you to perceive this as stonewalling, but...

Ohh.

...I really need to lie down.

Are you experiencing a rapid heart rate?

Yeah.

Very hot.

And...Having a hard time breathing.

What's going on?

If I'm right -- cyanide poisoning.

911. What is your emergency?

Yeah, this is Dr. Carlos Sanchez,

Chief Medical Examiner with the FDLE.

I'm at the house of State Senator Chapman.

He's been poisoned with cyanide.

Instruct the EMTs to bring amyl nitrite now.

Now!

Hold on, Senator. Hold on.

Radio ahead.

Let the E.R. know we need a cyanokit ready.

He'll need sodium nitrite as soon as he gets there, too.

Let's start an I.V. Get him ready.

Is he gonna be okay?

We'll give him something at the hospital to counteract the poison.

I'll monitor his heart rate and his blood pressure

all the way there.

I want to go. I'm sorry.

There's no room.

I'll be at his side the whole time if anything goes wrong.

Come with me. We'll follow behind them.

Look around.

I can get you out of here.

Buckle up.

So, did you know your husband was having an affair?

My husband is dying,

and you're interrogating me on the way to the hospital?

It's just a question.

I found out about it today just like everybody else.

On the Internet.

Where were you last night?

I'm sorry?

Did you not hear me,

or do you need time to think about it?

I was at home.

Anyone else can corroborate that? No.

I always let my staff go home at night.

Well, that's either really considerate or really convenient.

Are you saying I'm a suspect?

My experience -- a man and his mistress gets poisoned,

it's usually the wife that did it.

Only I just found out about it today

that my husband was having an affair.

And even if I had,

I have way too much to lose to throw it all away.

Or maybe because you have so much to lose,

you didn't want Chloe Perkins throwing you out.

As in replacing you.

Replace me?

I am the engine in this marriage.

My family, my connections.

I could make you Governor if we were married.

So you're saying it's your husband who's replaceable.

Hey, you said it, not me.

Gave your mom a big scare today, little man.

I know, dad. I'm sorry.

I-I just wanted to see you.

I miss you.

I miss you, too, Buddy.

But you got to follow the rules.

You know, breaking 'em is what got me in here.

You got to be better than that.

Mom won't ever bring me to see you.

Jeff, this ain't on mama.

All right?

Everything she does to keep this family together?

Six hours in a car ain't always in the cards.

I know you appreciate how much she does for you.

Yeah, I know how he feels about me.

You don't have to make him say it.

Why don't you go grab a soda

and give me and your dad a minute?

I'm sorry, dad. I love you.

I love you, too, Buddy.

It's okay.

Pretty Scary, huh?

Yeah.

Look, Ray, you don't have to stick up for me.

I...

I haven't held up to my end of the bargain.

You more than have, baby.

I can bring him to see you more often,

and I -- I just -- I don't.

What, Ray?

Well, what am I gonna do, get on you about it?

Well...

I'm sorry, Cal.

I know you're sorry.

Look, I...

Promise I'll bring him to see you more often.

I know you can't always.

It means a lot to me, though.

It means a lot to him.

Some things a boy needs to square up with his daddy, you know?

You guys are the only thing keeping me goin' in here.

I want you to know that.

Ray...

The only thing.

I swear it.

Daniel, was Chloe Perkins' father notified of her death?

About three hours ago,

but he was on a fishing charter.

He should be back anytime now.

Oh, and I ran that check in Chloe Perkins' financials.

Her bank account is empty.

She died broke, but not in debt.

Do a complete background check on Senator Chapman and his wife.

Uh, yeah, actually, about that --

what part of "go through the Chapmans' attorneys"

did you not understand?

I guess the part where they invited us into their house.

After which you proceeded to accuse the husband

and then the wife of killing Chloe Perkins?

Well, killing Chloe Perkins

and the attempted murder of Senator Chapman.

Just to keep the record straight.

And I was trying to catch them off their game.

Their game is to crush the opposition.

That's you.

And me, if this gets any further out of hand.

Oh, so no style points for saving the Senator's life?

A brief respite. For now.

Now keep the hell in bounds, would you?

Seriously?

Evidence.

Mr. Perkins?

Jim Longworth.

My condolences for your loss.

I don't understand who'd want to hurt my girl.

Yeah, it never really makes sense.

Did you know she was having an affair with Senator Chapman?

What?

No.

I-I knew she was seeing someone,

but she said she couldn't tell me who just yet. Just yet?

I didn't know what the big secret was all about.

All I knew was that she was in love.

Do you know anyone who might want to harm your daughter?

No.

No. She was a sweetheart.

She made the most beautiful jewelry.

I w-- I was so proud of her.

Excuse me.

They had asked me if I'd come down, identify her.

Yeah, this FHP unit can give you a lift if you like.

Thank you.

Oh, Mr. Perkins?

Yeah, sorry. How long you owned this boat?

What?

Uh, two weeks, maybe.

It's a nice boat.

Hotel records show room service left the wine in the hall

because of the "do not disturb" sign on the door.

So, in the hallway, someone could've injected cyanide

with a needle through the cork.

And the corkscrew used to open it in the room

would've destroyed any evidence of the needle mark. Huh.

You were right to be suspicious about the boat.

See?

We checked bill Perkins' financials.

A couple of weeks ago,

25 grand was deposited in his account.

From where?

From the Weekly Insider. Owen DeMarco's employer?

After a brief layover in his daughter's account.

I just got off the phone with the publisher.

He said that DeMarco came to him

and told him that Chloe Perkins wanted to sell her story

about the affair to his tabloid for $25,000.

There's no other transaction for that amount in her account.

So, what's in this for Owen?

Good money, if he got a shot

of the Senator and miss Perkins together.

So, if a photo of the Senator and his mistress is worth a lot,

how much would a photo of the dead mistress be worth?

A whole lot more.

They paid Owen $100,000 for those pictures.

Can you talk a minute?

Uh...Sort of.

How'd it go?

Definitely not according to plan.

Oh. Sorry to hear.

Jeff decided to cut class

and take a bus to Raiford all by himself.

That is kind of scary.

Uh-huh.

They called right after you and I talked,

and I went up and we saw Ray together,

so I wasn't able to have that conversation.

Oh.

Oh, okay.

But I'm going to.

No, right.

Yeah, no, I can see why it wasn't the right time.

You're mad.

No, I'm not mad. Just...

You know, just disappointed.

Yeah, me too.

Do you have to go?

Yeah, uh...

I got the victim's father here, so...

Right, um...

So, we can talk later?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'll talk to you later.

Mr. Perkins.

Yeah?

I'm sorry to bring this up at this time.

We just found out about the 25 grand from Weekly Insider

that just appeared in your account two weeks ago.

Weekly Insider?

The tabloid?

You didn't know?

Chloe said the money was from her,

said she had a good year with her jewelry business.

She sold the story of her affair with Senator Chapman.

She wouldn't do that.

I know my daughter. She was in love.

Well, maybe sometimes we don't know someone

the way we think we do.

I don't know anything about Senator Chapman

beyond what you read and see in the news.

I just know that he was damn lucky

to have my daughter in his life.

And that Chloe must have felt

that there was something very real in it for her,

for her to fall in love with this man.

She deserved better, Detective.

Yes, sir.

I believe she did.

Any word yet on Owen DeMarco?

Not yet.

Senator Chapman's tox screen came back.

Like with Chloe Perkins, cyanide was found in his system.

But his reaction time took so much longer than miss Perkins.

Depending on one's weight and amount ingested,

reaction time to poisoning can vary by hours, even days.

His blood-alcohol level

had only trace evidence of the tainted wine.

Is Chapman not a drinker?

Oh, no, he was a drinker.

He had two D.U.I.s.

Swept under the carpet, of course.

So, the one time Chapman doesn't drink much

is the one time his drink's laced with cyanide?

I see you're feeling much better.

I'm not supposed to talk to you.

Yeah, I heard that.

Oh, you're welcome, by the way.

For saving your life?

Well, my wife is perfectly capable

of dialing 911, Detective.

Not as mad as she was at you.

All right, look, you know,

it's probably the meds talking, but what can I do for you?

Did you love Chloe Perkins?

I mean, I know you have to say you did,

'cause of the whole murder-investigation thing,

but did you really?

Yes. I did.

Huh.

Did you know she sold her story about your affair

to Weekly Insider?

That's ridiculous.

She wouldn't do anything like that.

But if she did -- and she did --

that'd be a good motive for you to kill her.

Except we were both poisoned.

Maybe you poisoned yourself.

And why would I do that?

You knew not to drink as much --

which you didn't.

I mean, you're a -- you're a big drinker,

and the one night you don't drink so much

is the night there's cyanide in your wine?

Drinking inhibits my sexual performance.

It's more to... Set the mood.

Does your wife know

about this performance-inhibiting issue?

Or, uh, is this not an issue with her?

I haven't had sex with my wife in over a year.

I've been married for 15 years,

and this is the first and only time I have ever strayed.

And, believe me, it wasn't just for the sex.

If you don't love your wife, why didn't you just leave her?

What, leave Stephanie Rutledge?

No one leaves a Rutledge, Detective.

Not if they ever hope to have a political career,

or a life, ever again.

Hmm.

Oh. Oh.

Look who it is. Heather.

Uh, how are you?

I'm good, thanks, Jim. How are you?

Uh, g-good, yeah. You know, keeping busy.

No shortage of bad guys?

Can't catch 'em fast enough.

So, what -- or should I say "who" --

brings you to the hospital today?

Oh, no.

Well, I mean, yeah.

I mean -- I mean, it is a who,

just not the who you are talking about.

A suspect, actually, so...

Well, you know, I hate to be a welch.

I still owe you a trip on my dad's boat.

Oh, his -- yeah, his really big yacht.

Yeah, we should do that sometime.

Well, how about this weekend? Oh. This weekend?

Or another weekend, if you have plans.

Okay, I'm just gonna come out and say it.

Um, are you into someone?

What?

It just really seems like you're into someone.

Callie, actually, is who I mean.

Callie's married.

Yeah, to a guy in prison.

And I saw how she was looking at you.

She looks at me in a way?

I mean, um... It's complicated.

You did not just say "it's complicated."

Uh, no, like,

Callie and I are obviously really good friends.

But I have no interest in breaking up a family, um...

And she's not the type to cheat on her husband, so...

It's complicated, yeah.

Well, maybe you need a little bit of uncomplicated

in your life,

like on my dad's really big yacht.

No pressure, no anything.

Just fun.

And beer?

'Cause you mentioned beer earlier.

Oh, yeah, uh, six imported, two domestic,

and a very discreet steward

guaranteed to keep it flowing all night.

Wow.

Hey, can I think about it?

Sure.

Daniel. Yeah, what do you got for me?

Chloe was my source.

I wasn't obligated to tell you about the deal.

100 grand for her death pictures makes you a suspect.

I didn't kill her.

I was just hoping to catch her and the Senator together.

Pretty remarkable timing.

You also said you didn't know Chloe Perkins.

Lying during a murder investigation?

Ah, that's not much of one, as far as lies go?

Not in your world, maybe.

But in mine, that's five years, even if you didn't kill her.

That's if I decide to pursue it.

Fine. What do you want?

Every picture you've ever taken of them.

You have all my cameras!

You filed a warrant so you could download the photos off them.

Which we did, but there was nothing there --

well, nothing good anyway --

which makes me think that the pretty good stuff

is stashed somewhere here in your apartment.

Now, Owen.

I might have a few. Jesus.

here. That's everything.

When did Chloe come to you?

I was onto them before that.

About three months ago,

I saw the Senator and Chloe exiting a bar.

They weren't holding hands or anything,

but I could sense something was going on.

So, I started following them. And?

And Chapman was onto me.

I had already caught him four months earlier

stumbling out of a bar.

It made the tabloid.

So, he knew who I was,

which made him very careful not to be caught with Chloe.

And then one day, Chloe comes to me,

offers the Weekly Insider

exclusive interviews and inside information

about all of the meeting places of her and the Senator.

For 25 grand, earmarked for her father's account.

Yeah.

Did she say why?

Look, she said she was unhappy,

said she was tired of his lies.

This is Daniel.

Yeah, I need you to check

Stephanie Chapman's credit-card purchases.

Got it.

Check August 25th.

Did she eat at an Allegra restaurant?

Yeah, at 1:25 P.M.,

Stephanie Chapman charged lunch at Allegra's.

What's that mean? Stephanie Chapman lied to me.

She did?

She knew the woman her husband was sleeping with,

and she arranged a meeting with Chloe

a few days before she was killed.

'Sup?

'Sup with you? Hey, how's it going?

Eh, just kickin' it... With the books.

No Xbox?

It sort of got taken away.

Oh, right. Grounded.

Yeah, I heard about your little adventure.

Yeah, it's not my best moment.

But at least my mom's agreed to do better, you know?

Better?

Mm.

Yeah, she promised to take me to see my dad more often.

Oh. Well, that's good, right?

Yeah.

I know I messed up,

but it turned out pretty cool in the end.

I think they just really needed to see each other, you know?

Um, she's in the shower.

Do you want me to have her call you back?

Uh, you know what? No. No, I'll just catch her later.

All right. Okay, see ya.

Yeah. See ya.

We need more than Stephanie Chapman and Chloe Perkins

being at the same restaurant at the same time

to bring her in for questioning.

Take a deep breath.

The restaurant staff can't place the two of them together.

And according to her attorneys,

we're already on the fringes of harassment as it is.

Did you find anything in Chloe's apartment

that might connect her to the Senator or his wife?

Nothing. What about her cellphone? It might have a calendar.

Well, maybe, but we can't find it.

Records show that she has one,

but we haven't been able to track one down.

Do you know what kind of phone Chloe Perkins has?

According to her phone bill and service package,

an Android smartphone.

Does that actually have to be on to triangulate its location?

Not with a 4-gig SIM card, which hers has.

Can you guess what I'm about to ask you now?

On it. Yeah.

Have you seen this week's print edition

of the Weekly Insider?

This is your fault.

My fault? I can't even grow a mustache like this.

No, no, no. I mean this.

"Scandalous history of medical examiner

in Chloe Perkins investigation." Mm-hmm.

No, no. I'd be more pissed off about the mustache.

For your information, they were very popular back then.

What, back then, like five years ago?

You rooting around Owen DeMarco's business

is why he's dredging up stuff from the past.

Hey, i'm the one who should be mad.

You two didn't disclose. What?

Yeah. If I'd known you had a scandalous history -- no, he -- he doesn't.

Our prior Medical Examiner screwed up evidence storage,

compromised a year's worth of cases.

Carlos was brought on to replace him.

But you wouldn't know it by the headline or the article.

Or the mustache -- looks like you're about to lead a revolution.

Give me that. I've got the phone company on the line.

They've located Chloe Perkins' cellphone.

Where is it?

Actually, it's, uh, on the move.

Hi. What's going on?

Just need a minute of your time.

You'll need that. Thank you.

Aw, come on, man. You're messing it all up.

Aw, come on, guy. You got to be kidding.

Come on.

Ha.

Honey, listen.

You're hardly the first indiscretion of my husband's

i've had to cover up.

No, you're lying. Donald loves me.

What Donald loves

is the idea of being the next Governor of Florida.

So, here's what we're gonna do.

I understand from Donald

your father's business is in trouble.

What do you say to 20 grand?

Would that help out?

Oh, did you want a water?

Here.

You know, it sounded a lot like a bribe to me.

Maybe to get Chloe out of the picture?

Don't respond to that.

And she didn't take you up on the deal,

so you made her disappear in another way.

By killing her. Jim...

I mean, you lied about not knowing about your husband's affair.

Your husband lied about this being the one and only.

You obviously knew about the other women.

I mean, lying just comes naturally to you.

Let me tell you something -- Stephanie.

No, I want to, Ben.

Yes, I wasn't exactly truthful

when I told you I didn't know about the affair,

but that doesn't prove anything.

Sounds like you don't have one shred of evidence

except this recording

in which I'm trying to convince miss Perkins

to stay the hell away from my husband.

Good luck with that in court.

Or...

Your husband was leaving you for another woman,

leaving you feeling betrayed and humiliated,

so you poison the man and the woman that hurt you.

No.

Because despite your best efforts,

this cold, political facade you've got going on here,

underneath that, there's a woman that's vulnerable

to being hurt by the man she loves.

Or is there?

What's going on here? Do you love your husband, Mrs. Chapman?

Yes. I love Donald. Just not enough to kill him,

or not enough to care about his affairs?

Okay. You're out of line.

What? That's a really good question, I thought.

One gets you off the hook for murder.

The other, well, that's just really sad.

Detective Longworth. Okay, we're done here.

Okay. You're free to go.

Just one thing, Detective.

I don't make idle threats.

If you still have that badge an hour from now,

it just means I haven't found the right person to fire yet.

But trust me,

I will keep calling for heads until I do.

Hey.

Wow. In the flesh.

Yeah. Kind of feels like we've been missing each other, huh?

Jeff said that you called.

I kind of thought you might call back.

I've been busy with the royal Chapman family,

you know, threatening to take my badge.

I thought you had to wear a badge

in order for them to take it.

Yeah.

Okay, there's a problem here.

Callie... No, I hesitated telling Ray,

and now there's something weird between us.

I just don't want to pressure you

into doing something you don't want to do.

You're not. And for the record, you can't.

This was my idea. I want to do this.

It just -- it really wasn't the right time.

I know that you get that. Right?

I mean, you do get that?

Yeah. Do you remember when we first met?

You said you never wanted to be that woman

that divorced her husband in prison.

I did say that. And I meant it.

But...Things changed.

What changed? I met you.

And I don't know

whether there's something going on here or not.

I just know that having feelings for someone else,

I really have no business being married.

Well, I don't want to be the man

that breaks up another man's family.

And I kind of feel like that's what I'm doing.

Okay, so now you're worried about Ray?

No.

But I just think if Ray was out of prison,

we wouldn't be having this conversation.

I'm not gonna lie to you.

It's really hard for me to see him,

especially in a place like that.

It just -- it brings up all this old stuff.

Yeah, good and bad.

Good and bad.

He's the father of my son.

I love seeing them together.

But it doesn't change how I feel about us.

Just how you feel about Ray.

No. Not that, either.

I know I need to move on.

And, look, I'm sorry.

I don't have any claims on your time or what you do.

And I don't have control

over my work schedule or class schedule

or the prison system,

so I honestly have no idea

when I'll be able to go back and talk to Ray.

But I know that if I don't do this right,

I'll regret it for the rest of my life.

Director Manus?

What?

Commissioner's on line three.

I'll take it in the conference room.

Hey, Carlos, check out a hunch for me.

Found it.

Just in case.

You got lucky.

I played the recording Chloe made of Stephanie Chapman

for the Commissioner.

Now, it's not enough to make hay in court,

but it is enough to shut her down.

The Chapmans have agreed to make a public statement.

Ohh, that could be ugly.

Well, not for these political animals.

This won't even slow them down.

They've also agreed to cooperate with our investigation.

That won't be necessary, actually.

What?

I just played every political chip I had for the Commissioner.

I know. I'm disappointed, too.

But neither Senator Chapman or Stephanie Chapman

killed Chloe Perkins.

Then who did?

Chloe Perkins.

Suicide? You have proof?

Buying her father a boat, cleaning out her account.

She was readying her affairs.

And?

Carlos?

Your hunch was right.

Chloe's purse contained traces of cyanide.

She was the one who brought it to the hotel.

She was a jewelry maker.

And cyanide is used to strip and clean metal,

so she had access to it.

Senator Chapman led Chloe to believe

that he was leaving his wife.

Chloe's trusting nature led her to believe that he would.

But the fact of the matter is he never had any such intention.

Chloe felt scorned, betrayed, humiliated,

which hurts like hell...

I'm guessing.

So she spiked the bottle of wine for a murder/suicide.

Except Senator Chapman was more interested in sex

than drinking that night.

I had one thing right, though.

This case was about a scorned woman

trying to hurt the man and woman that hurt her.

I just had the women mixed.

And what better way to hurt a political couple

than with a sex scandal or a murder investigation?

Well, it's sad, really.

Despite Chloe Perkins' efforts,

the Chapmans will land on their feet.

They always do.

Yeah, but wouldn't it be nice if, just for once, they didn't?

As you've all heard by now,

Chloe Perkins' death has been ruled a suicide.

Miss Perkins killed herself,

and then she attempted to kill me.

Obviously, miss Perkins was a troubled woman.

We give our thoughts and prayers to her family.

I'd like to give a special thanks to the FDLE,

whose thorough investigation

ultimately cleared my wife and I of any wrongdoing.

Oh.

Detective Longworth, I guess, has a few words.

Uh, Senator Chapman...

Stephanie Chapman...

You're both under arrest

for official misconduct and obstruction of justice.

What?! Are you out of your mind?!

You are charged with suspicion of misuse of public funds

in the bribing of Chloe Perkins

and that of two former mistresses.

But we never used public funds.

And for lying to me during a murder investigation

and for being a giant pain in my ass all week.

Put your hands behind your back, sir.

Not today, my friend.

Not today.

Use that cable to go further down there.

Stay on them. Follow them right there.

Wow. You weren't kidding when you said "beer."

When it comes to beer, I never kid.

So...

To cracking another case?

To not welching on an offer.

Cheers.

Although I was looking forward

to dangling my feet over the edge into the water.

Yeah, not on this bad boy.

How big are we talking exactly?

143 feet, stem to stern.

143 feet? Huh. Is that all?

There's five staterooms,

a poker and cigar lounge, movie theater,

two hot tubs, forward and aft.

Oh, forward and aft?

I guess that's in case you get stressed

going from one end to the other, huh?

Right.

I'm really glad you called, Jim.

Well, I thought about what you said.

Figured I could use some uncomplicated fun.

With the job you do, I'm not surprised.

So...

What do you think?

Poker and cigars? Movie theater? Hot tub?

You play poker?

Not as well as I sit in a hot tub.

I'll get it.

No, it's...

It's Kyle.

Well, tell him you're grounded.

It's about soccer tryouts.

Fine, five minutes, and then get ready for bed.

Hey, what's up?

Yeah.

♪ Picture-perfect memories ♪

♪ scattered all around the floor ♪

♪ reaching for the phone ♪

♪ 'cause I can't fight it anymore ♪

♪ and I wonder if I ever cross your mind ♪

♪ for me, it happens all the time ♪

♪ it's a quarter after 1:00 ♪

♪ I'm all alone, and I need you now ♪

♪ said I wouldn't call ♪

♪ but I lost all control, and I need you now ♪

♪ and I don't know how I can do without ♪

♪ I just need you no-o-o-w ♪

♪ I just need you no-o-o-w ♪

♪ oh, baby, I need you no-o-o-w ♪

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