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Hey! Sorry I haven't called lately, Dad.

Just busy with school.

Uh-huh. I bet.

So, what are you up to tonight?

Uh, just working on an assignment.

Interesting choice of study music.

When I was in school, I listened to Charlie Parker.

Hey, sorry, Dad. I'll call you tomorrow, okay?

Listen, Camilla,

- you be safe, okay? - Bye.

I love you!

Marisa?

A literal underground rave.

I didn't know kids still threw parties like this.

You would know?

Miss 4.0 GPA was going to college parties?

Oh, come on, you know how it is.

- Isn't Heritage a party school? - I don't know.

I was a little too old for that kind of thing when I got here.

Oh, right. Yeah, you did that Kerouac soul-searching

- biker trip after high school. - Uh...

The road is my teacher.

Yeah, you're never going to let me live that down,

but you're not wrong.

Okay, this is Marisa Barnes according to the ID in her wallet.

Oddly, we didn't turn up a phone on her.

Head trauma. Did she get hit from behind?

No. We found traces of blood on that corner over there.

So likely shoved

or hit her head in a struggle.

Wasn't enough to kill her though.

Bruises on the neck probably did the trick.

Petechial hemorrhaging says yes.

She was likely strangled to death.

Graffiti on the camera.

But party right next door. A risky place to kill.

What is it, partner? You got something?

Huh. Good find, pal.

Okay, well the tox report will tell us

if there was anything in her system.

Yeah, this was a big party. Let's hope we can find

a sober witness to talk to.

There is one person in particular that you might want to talk to.

Are you sure you're okay?

Can I get you anything?

No babe. I'm okay.

Oh! Hey, you. I wondered when I'd see your pretty face here.

- Hi, Charlie. - Hey, Camilla.

- Are you all right? - Still processing.

- Tell him what you saw. - I'm fine. Really.

I'm Detective Charlie Hudson.

Frida Xavier. Camilla's girlfriend.

Oh! Nice to meet you.

Frida, do you mind if Camilla and I have a minute?

Thanks.

Did you know Marisa?

Yeah, she was my friend.

- A new friend. - Uh-huh?

I haven't known her long.

I was supposed to see her here tonight.

I'm sorry. This must be really tough.

She was bleeding

from her head.

Is that what killed her?

We don't know for sure yet.

Are there any signs students should look out for a repeat offender?

Okay, I see what's going on here.

Your dad told me about your newspaper internship.

- Congratulations, by the way. - Thanks.

But here's a phrase you're going to hear more and more.

No comment.

I thought we agreed.

No partying. Focus on your studies.

- I told you the truth. - What?

That you were working on an assignment?

In an underground rave?

I'm writing a piece on campus culture

for my newspaper internship.

Right, and that piece requires you being involved

in that campus culture?

My professor says journalism

is nine-tenths being in the right place at the right time.

Yeah, well I'm glad to see your tuition dollars hard at work.

Is this about Mom?

Listen, Camilla.

You've seen first hand

that partying is a slippery slope.

Dad. We talked about this.

A lot.

You can trust me.

Okay. Well, just um...

stay close by, okay?

We may have more questions for you.

- Caffeine. - How do you do that?

What? Read your mind?

I know how these late night/early morning cases really get to you.

- You got anything? - We rushed a preliminary examination.

We found traces of chloroform on Marisa's neck.

Chloroform.

Oh, so somebody knocked her out before strangling her.

Strangely, no. I couldn't detect anything around her nose or mouth.

Ha. You've got that look again.

- What look? - Just, you know,

you go somewhere when you focus.

I've always loved watching you work things out in real time.

Really? Are we still on for Friday?

Yeah, of course.

We can't back out now. How heartbreaking would that be?

- Hey, guys! - Hey!

- Everything all right? - Yeah, great.

Um, you got something for us Jesse?

Uh, yeah, yeah. The source of the baggie found on Marisa.

Adrian Svirsky is the campus drug dealer. I set up a buy.

- Great. When? - Well,

Donovan and I are on our way there now.

Joe's going to go question a low level drug dealer?

Yeah. Um, look.

You didn't hear it from me but

I think he's pretty worried about Camilla.

Well, that makes sense given her mother's history of drug abuse.

Right, of course.

Is there something else?

Yes. No, well nothing to do with the case actually.

We're still on for Friday, right?

Oh. I didn't know we had plans.

- I've got dinner reservations already. - Me too.

Not dinner. Something else.

Oh! Yeah.

I mean, I did ask like a month ago.

At least, so...

- Drinks next Friday at the pub instead? - Yeah.

Of course.

Okay.

Good job, partner.

Adrian?

I brought you that muffin like you asked.

Blueberry.

My favourite.

What's this? Some kind of set up?

Adrian Svirsky.

I think it's time we have a chat.

Have a seat.

That's a lot of ADHD meds for someone who doesn't have a prescription.

Yeah, it's exam season.

A lot of people could use a focus buddy.

Right.

We have witnesses who place you at a tunnel party last night.

Is that a good place to deal?

No, I didn't sell anything last night. I stopped by to see a friend.

- Marisa Barnes? - You can't go through my phone!

According to your texts, you guys were more than friends.

- Can he go through my phone? - He's looking through your phone.

Someone in your business really should set a password.

But you guys split up. I mean...

She hasn't responded to you in weeks.

What does this have to do with anything?

See, your stash matches a baggie that we found

on Marisa's body last night.

Agent Mills. What was the last text message he sent to Marisa?

I need to see you. 10:45 last night.

No response.

How did you know she was going to the party?

We had tracking apps on each other's phones when we were dating.

In case of emergencies.

- So you stalked her there. - It wasn't like that.

- What was it like? - I came to warn her.

About what?

This student page on Instagram:

Campus Call Out,

posted that,

my ecstasy...

was laced.

Was it?

I didn't know,

until a lot of it had gotten out.

Including to Marisa.

I didn't mean to hurt her.

But when I got there, she was already on the ground.

I knew I was too late.

And I ran.

I don't believe Adrian's guilty.

- Even if he does. - You're right.

Marisa's tox report came back clean.

- So we're back to square one. - Not necessarily.

If Adrian was able to track Marisa to the party,

it means she did her phone on her.

But we didn't find the phone on the body.

- Do you think the killer took it? - That's what I'm hoping.

Jesse, any luck tracking that phone?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, but you know what? It's weird.

The most recent ping has the phone placed somewhere inside the station.

The call is coming from inside the house?

I like that reference, but yeah, no.

It must be some sort of glitch.

I don't think it's a glitch.

Charlie, I need you to prime Rex to Marisa's scent.

I need you to do it now.

Hi cutie!

Hi!

Cough it up.

Cough what up?

If I have to ask you again, young lady,

it'll be after I've read you your rights.

Cough it up.

You could be charged with obstruction of justice

for a stunt like this.

I was going to give it in today.

I just needed it for a little while.

And when did you decide to steal the phone, huh?

Was it before or after you called in her death?

I was in shock! I didn't even realize I'd taken it until after!

Look, every second that that phone was missing

was crucial to our case.

Why did you even want it that badly?

That story I'm writing is about Marisa.

There were photos on that phone that I needed for the article.

Why would the Tribune even want to do

a profile on a college student?

She was changing things at Heritage.

For months, she was running this Instagram account:

- Campus Call Out. - Campus Call Out?

Yeah, Marisa's drug dealer boyfriend talked about that account.

He said that they...

they made a post about his drugs being laced.

Yeah and it worked. There have been zero overdoses on campus.

That's what The Call Out was about.

A voice to expose ongoing issues on campus.

- What kinds of issues? - Professors accused of grading unfairly,

which guys were known serial party predators.

Fights breaking out at the campus bar. Things like that.

We're talking about gossip.

I mean, that kind of thing could garner Marisa all kinds of enemies.

Yeah, the comment section could get heated but

she was totally anonymous.

Not even Adrian knew she ran the account.

So how did you find out?

I saw the effect The Call Out was having on campus

and gave the page a DM,

promising anonymity. She agreed to meet for an interview.

Okay. Let me get this straight.

First, you steal evidence from a crime scene, right?

Then you decide withhold information about a victim?

Camilla, you are my daughter!

You are supposed to know better than this!

I didn't think it had anything to do about her murder!

Nobody knew that Marisa was behind the account!

You know what? We're going to keep it that way.

Any article that you plan on publishing is on ice

until this case is closed.

I can see the headlines.

SJPD Silences Press. You can't do that.

Then I'm asking you as my daughter.

You've already made my team's job hard enough.

I mean Marisa, she was thorough.

These Campus Call Out posts weren't just gossip.

She has multiple sources cited behind all these rumours.

- What was she working on recently? - Well,

an anthropology TA was taking bribes for higher essay marks.

A party DJ was preying on freshman girls.

All kinds of people got cancelled.

Yeah most people don't like this kind of attention.

Is there any way someone could track her ID through this site?

Not that I can see. She hid her digital tracks remarkably well, but...

I'll do some digging to see if any of these angry comments jump out.

- Mm-hmm. - Yeah, check out all the alibis

of the people she's called out recently while you're at it.

Rex and I are going to go check out Marisa's dorm room.

Come on, pal.

Any plans for Friday?

No.

No, Jesse. We'll be working overtime until this case is solved.

Really? Well I mean, it's only Wednesday.

- Plenty of time to put it to bed. - Yeah.

Hi. Yeah, I have a cake order I'd like to cancel for Friday?

Yeah, the one that reads Happy 30th Birthday Jesse.

That one.

I guess I don't need to tell you what room we're looking for.

What happened here?

Delete those. Now.

Now! It's a crime scene!

I need photos for my article!

Marisa promised me pictures of her workspace.

You told me that nobody knew

that Marisa was part of Campus Call Out.

This doesn't seem so secret.

I thought no one knew.

Maybe I just didn't want to believe someone would kill her over this.

Which is why it's important that you work with us here.

and stay out of this until we can get some straight answers, okay?

- Okay, Charlie. - All right.

- That means now. - Hey, Charlie!

Delete. And...

you made me do it.

Okay, Rex. Can you... ?

- Go. - Ughhh!

Hey, Charlie.

Hey, Jesse. We've got another crime scene.

I need you to send Sarah and her team down.

Yeah, right away.

Hey, listen, I have that info on the Call Out's targets for you.

Most of Marisa's recent subjects had alibis for last night

except for one I haven't been able to reach.

Campus Call Out didn't mince words in their post about you.

Grant Evans is a danger to all women on campus.

He is a predator who brandishes his charisma like a weapon.

Hey, at least they called me charismatic, right?

You think this is funny?

No. It was hard to hear at the time.

Still is.

You wrote underneath the post:

You better hope I don't find out who runs this account. Why is that?

- What were you planning to do? - Nothing. I...

I was just talking about taking legal action.

I was furious.

And I was ashamed.

What were the accusations, exactly?

I used to be the DJ that everyone wanted at their parties.

- Uh-huh. - It gave me the opportunity to...

meet all the new freshmen girls.

Maybe flirt a little.

Uh-huh.

And yeah, maybe I brought a couple of them back to my dorm.

Yeah, and I'm guessing this was usually after they'd had a few drinks?

- Am I right? - I'm not proud of it.

After the Campus Call Out thing was published,

everything stopped. DJ gigs dried up.

My friends cut me off.

But I needed that.

A dose of reality, you know?

Campus Call Out did you a favour?

I'm glad I was held accountable before things got worse.

I take it you weren't at this tunnel party last night.

No.

I am persona non grata there these days.

Plus I was working a night shift mopping up lecture halls.

This your work uniform?

Yeah, part of my atonement.

My parents cut off my academic allowance so I...

do custodial work on campus now.

It gives me time to think things over.

Why do you want to know about that tunnel party?

Was Marisa Barnes behind Campus Call Out?

I can't divulge that information.

I wish I could've thanked her.

I was kind of hoping I'd get the chance

after the article was published.

What article?

Hey there, beautiful boy!

Come on, give him some love.

- No thanks. I'm good here. - You're working, Rex.

So, I just had a conversation with Grant Evans.

You interviewed him too apparently?

So first you want me to stay out of your way

and now you want my help again?

For my article, yeah.

I needed both sides:

the Campus Call Out and how the people she reported on were affected.

Reporting is a strong word, Cam.

So um, so did you buy his whole reformed act?

I don't think it's an act.

I think she did some good with him.

Whoa, whoa. What's he doing now?

His job.

That paint.

You recognize that shade?

The graffiti.

Frida, what did you do?

You sure you should be doing this?

Charlie or Sarah can handle it.

Yeah, this is not exactly the way

I wanted to meet Camilla's new girlfriend but...

I'll be okay.

Are we sure she looks good for this?

Well, Sarah's testing the paint on her fingers

against the graffiti in the victim's room,

but the colour sure seems to match.

Do we have any dirt on Frida on the victim's Instagram account?

Well, Frida never interacted with The Call Out directly

but Instagram does has a function

where if you block a person's account,

then any other account registered to that person...

- Okay, Jesse, just - I logged into Marisa's account.

I blocked Frida and then dozens of other hateful comments

on The Call Out's posts just disappeared.

Frida runs six other accounts just to harass Marisa.

Look.

Yeah.

Oh, this generation has too much time on their hands.

Frida.

Mr. Donovan. It's nice to finally meet you.

Even if it's here.

Camilla tells me you're the editor of the student paper.

Mm-hmm.

You really seem to have a way with words.

Um...

"Stop hiding, you liar."

"Scum of the campus."

"You better watch your back. I'm gonna sniff you out."

We connected these comments on the Campus Call Out

to you, Frida.

I was just trying to make whoever ran Campus Call Out

rethink what they were doing.

Posting all kinds of unsubstantiated rumours.

That's what this is all about?

You were offended as a journalist?

Twice the paper was working on a story properly.

With sources, integrity, standards,

only for the Call Out to blindly post about it.

- So you were upset you were getting scooped. - Not just me.

You should feel the mood on campus.

With all these accusations flying around

everyone's been so angry at each other.

You must know what I mean.

Police and journalists both want the truth.

- What Marisa was doing was... - Vigilantism?

So how is what you did any different?

The graffiti in Marisa's room?

The stealing of her laptop?

When I found out Marisa was behind the Call Out, I just...

It seemed irresponsible not to do anything.

I was going to shut down the account.

- But it's still up. - I couldn't crack her password.

So you cornered her at the party?

Hoping to take it by force, right?

I didn't show up to the party until after the police arrived.

Okay, I've got some people who are going to confirm that.

You know, here's the thing I can't quite figure out.

How did you find out that Marisa was behind the Campus Call Out?

- I have my sources. - You have your sources.

The thing is, the list of people who knew about that

begins and ends with Camilla.

It stung, didn't it?

Camilla gets this big internship

and then chooses to do a profile on someone you simply despise.

So, maybe you just sneak a peak at her phone on the sly.

I think I want a lawyer.

Well, I hate to say it. Motive's there.

- It's just a matter of proving opportunity. - Just one problem.

- What's that? - Frida's hands.

The spray paint on them does match the vandalism

but they're too small for her to be our strangler.

I wish I could say I was relieved.

Okay, we need to refocus.

I want this killer found.

Hey.

I, uh... I just wanted to let you know that Frida is being released.

She did not kill Marisa.

Well, we can strike murderer off her winning traits.

Liar, on the other hand...

Yeah.

It must be tough to know that Frida used you to...

find who ran the Campus Call Out.

I knew Frida didn't like The Call Out.

I mean I didn't either, at first.

We bonded over how trashy it got.

And then what changed your mind?

When I began writing the story,

Marisa and I got closer.

I realized what she was doing was important.

And she does...

she did have standards.

And she just used social instead of conventional media.

When I was in university, we could've used someone like Marisa

to look out for students like that.

Yeah, that's the part that hurts the most.

It's not that Frida went behind my back.

It's that she can't see that in Marisa.

She just wants to keep doing things the same old way.

Is anyone else going to keep the Call Out going?

Marisa worked alone.

Everything she was working on before she died is just going to...

vanish.

Maybe that's the point.

Sorry, will you excuse me? I should get back up there.

Ooh, what've you got there?

Oh, you don't want to ruin the surprise, now do you?

What surprise?

Uh, Jesse, you know, I was thinking.

What if this wasn't about what Marisa posted

but what she was going to post?

Yeah, let me check the Call Out's DM's.

Yeah, you know, I'm not...

quite sure what she was interested in here. I mean...

the Campus Call Out has been getting dozens of messages a day.

Yeah, well, maybe the answer is in here.

This is everything that Frida took from Marisa's room.

PostHumanism and CRISPR Technology by Dr. Alan Vane.

A paper on gene editing?

Wait a second. I thought Marisa was a poli-sci major.

Why does she have all these biology papers?

Well, you know what? Maybe she wasn't reading for a course.

Dr. Alan Vane is a tenured professor at Heritage University

and Marisa had been sending messages to his students.

Here's one.

"Please consider going on record against Dr. Vane.

I'm here if you need a voice."

I mean, there are at least a half a dozen of these.

- What was she looking for? - Rex and I will find out.

We'll catch him on campus first thing in the morning.

What? What is it?

The St. John's Tribune just posted this.

_

That's enough for today.

I think I need to have a talk with my daughter.

Excuse me.

Alan Vane?

Doctor Vane. Yes, and you are?

Detective Charlie Hudson, SJPD.

- You mind if I ask you a couple of questions? - Well...

Yes, I suppose so, as long as they're brief.

I have a lecture to deliver in fifteen minutes.

Sure, I'll try and make it quick.

And no dogs allowed.

He's working.

Be that as it may, this is a sterile lab.

For the sake of ongoing experiments,

I simply cannot bend the rules.

Okay.

Sarah's rules apply, pal. Wait here.

I'm sure you heard about the death on campus.

Yes. A tragedy.

Did you know Marisa Barnes?

No, no. She wasn't a student of mine.

Maybe you're more familiar with her work?

The Campus Call Out?

- Oh, that was her? - Uh-huh.

Well, in that case, good riddance.

A young woman is dead, Doctor.

Yes, yes, I'm sorry. Of course.

A terrible loss I'm sure for her friends and her family.

But the witch hunt mentality

that she was spreading around this campus was toxic.

Now would you mind if we walk to my lecture?

Hey!

No!

That dog cannot be in here.

I'll get him out as soon as I call my forensics team.

- I assume you have a warrant? - Yeah! Right here.

Rex definitely picked up the scent

of something in Vane's lab. What can you tell me about him?

Well, he is a controversial figure on campus.

Some of his papers on gene editing got him into some hot water.

Isn't that technology supposed to cure cancer one day?

As far as Dr. Vane sees it,

modify human genetics in some ethically dicey ways.

So how did he get on Campus Call Out's radar?

Well, I spoke to some of the people in Marisa DM's

who had Vane as their PhD or Masters advisor

and not one of them had gotten their degree.

- Okay. - Dr. Vane claims

that their proposals weren't ready to defend.

I mean they're stuck in this endless revision loop.

- Can't move forward. - So what, he's a tough professor?

Not on everyone. All those students were people of colour.

In fact, there was only one student of colour

who ever graduated under Vane's advisory.

And that was going to be the Campus Call Out's next article.

Racism in the Bio Department.

Still doesn't put him in the tunnel party where Marisa was murdered.

What if I told you that I found a service tunnel access door

in the biology building down the hall from Dr. Vane's office?

I'd say you're a miracle worker, Jesse.

Nice work.

Camilla! Hey listen!

I do not appreciate you ducking my phone calls last night.

- Okay, just don't make a scene. - Don't make a scene?

So now, you know how I felt when I was blindsided by your article

- in the middle of my work! - Publishing was my editor's call.

There is a reason why cops and journalists do not work together.

It is a race against time to put together testimonies and evidence

before public persuasion skews the facts.

- You undid all of that! - Look if someone killed Marisa

because of Campus Call Out,

people need to know the good that she was doing.

Look I read your article.

Okay? The writing...

it was exceptional.

All right?

You almost swayed me, even.

What do you mean?

I mean I know why Marisa was doing what she was doing

even though I don't agree with her methods.

- You don't? - No!

With all the evidence that she gathered,

she should have brought it to a cop

or a good journalist like you!

- What, so she had it coming? - No!

- That's not what... - You sound just like Frida.

I'm trying to pay you a compliment.

What I'm trying to say is that...

I'm proud of you

in spite of all the headaches that you've caused.

And now that you've been published,

you're going to leave this case alone.

Right?

Right.

Okay, um... Listen, I've got to go.

I'll talk to you later. Okay?

Hey! Thanks for meeting with me.

Yeah, I don't have much time, okay?

- I'm teaching a tutorial in ten minutes. - I'll be brief.

I have access to the Campus Call Out account.

- The dead girl? - Right.

You agreed to talk to her before she died, about Dr. Vane.

But that never happened.

Listen, I changed my mind about that, okay?

I heard Dr. Vane decided your dissertation proposal

was ready to defend.

Does that have anything to do with your sudden change of heart?

I talked to Vane myself and he saw reason.

So your work moves forward.

Dr. Vane gets your silence on the racism allegations. Is that it?

Is that what you think this is about?

Don't dig around this anymore, okay?

I've got a good thing going here

and I don't need anyone to ruin that.

Good, I wanted you here for this.

I thought I was going to have to send Rex after you.

I told you, Detective, that you're wasting your time.

I didn't have anything to do with Marisa Barnes' death.

Rex alerted to something in this cabinet.

Let's find out what it is, shall we?

Careful. Please.

Some of those chemicals that you're manhandling

happen to be highly corrosive.

Chloroform?

Just like we found on Marisa's neck?

You think you've proved something?

Do you have any idea how common chloroform is?

What have you got, pal?

_

- You know, I think I'm starting to see - _

- _ - what you had against Campus Call Out.

If I were you, I would cancel the rest of your lectures for today,

Dr. Vane.

Looks like you did know Marisa.

That slander came to me anonymously.

I never met Marisa.

Well, we looked into Marisa's claims. It seems like it was true.

Whenever you were the advisor,

your program became a bottleneck for students of colour.

It had nothing to do with race.

Science is a rigorous discipline

and I accept proposals only that meet the required standard.

And what was that standard?

I mean some of these must have seemed interesting.

Who is Ellen Harris?

Um...

a promising PhD candidate.

Uh-huh. Well...

Marisa sent you these.

This is Ellen's dissertation proposal

from about a year ago.

And then this is a paper of yours

that was published several months later.

Seems like she recognized

some shocking similarities between the two.

What exactly are you insinuating?

I'm not insinuating. Plagiarism is a great way

to cost yourself your reputation and your tenure.

You're clutching at straws.

I think I've humoured you quite long enough.

I won't be saying anything more until my lawyer arrives.

But thank you very much for the exciting story, Detective.

Yeah. Well, don't just take my word for it.

The journal that published your article,

they're looking into it too. I'm sure they'll give us a straight answer.

Cheerio!

Bad news.

Vane's walking free. For now.

- What happened? - Ah, his lawyer sprung him with an alibi.

Yeah, we don't have enough to hold him.

Guys. Campus Call Out's posted again! Here. Come look at this.

Dr. Vane arrested on suspicion of Marisa Barnes' murder.

Yeah and the story of Dr. Vane's plagiarism

broke alongside it as well.

Wait. Who's taken over the account?

Did Frida lie about not getting Marisa's password?

It's Camilla.

Joe. Are you sure?

She's the only one who would've had access to change the password.

We just released Vane. If he's the killer,

he's not going like that someone published this.

The Call Out's messages are active.

She's messaging someone.

- Here. - "You're close."

"I have all the proof you need to put Dr. Vane away for good."

"Meet me where she was killed ASAP."

She's going to get herself killed.

We need to find her.

- Now. - Rex.

Hello?

Camilla?

Grant, what are you doing here?

You're the one continuing the Call Out page? That's...

that's great.

You said you had info on Dr. Vane?

Yeah, yeah. Absolutely.

I have some friends in his program.

Someone said they saw him here that night.

Great!

You can set me up with their contact info.

Yeah of course. I just...

I need you to do something for me first.

Help me out here, Jesse. Where am I going?

Okay, Charlie. The nearest access tunnel door

should be just ahead of you.

Yeah, I see it. Thanks.

Something like anonymity?

Charlie, Camilla's live-streaming right now.

I'm sending you the link.

I just need a favour since I'm bringing you this info.

Don't mess around. Do you have this info or not?

Yeah. No, trust me, I just...

- I think that's Grant. - The DJ janitor guy?

Yeah, that would explain the chloroform. Cleaning supplies.

That's not really how it works Grant.

- I've got to go. - I mean you're running the account.

It can work however you want.

I just need you to take down that post about me.

I'm not going to do that, Grant.

Camilla, be reasonable.

The punishment has to match the crime, right?

Look as long as that post is out there,

every time you search my name,

The Call Out is the first thing to come up!

I had bigger dreams than being a janitor, you know?

Look, how long am I supposed to pay?

You know better than anyone I have changed.

- But you haven't. - Come on, Camilla!

Of course I have!

Grant, I told you to meet me where Marisa was killed.

How'd you know where to find me?

There were uh...

There were a lot of people at that party.

Somebody told me or...

I mean, it was in your article, right?

You didn't wander the tunnels.

You didn't call out my name.

You came here.

Right away.

Ughh!

Come on.

- You okay? - Yes.

- Took you long enough. - Well, I could have used a head's up.

- But I did hear everything. - It's not true!

Well, I do believe that you didn't come here

to kill Marisa. Not at first.

But then she refused to take the post down

and you lost your temper.

I just...

I moved to grab her phone.

She pulled back but hit her head and...

my whole life flashed before my eyes.

A new Call Out post about me.

So, you reacted on instinct.

- Ugh! - You really haven't changed at all. Come on.

I didn't mean for her to die.

Well, you don't need to worry about life after college, Grant.

You're going to be in jail. Let's go.

Hey.

Hey!

Listen, that was such a risky move!

What were you thinking?

I had to do what I thought was right.

Putting yourself out as bait for a killer?

Making sure Marisa's work was finished.

I have to admit, that was...

that was good detective work.

You know? Hunting down the leads on Vane.

Yeah, I've got DMs flooding in with people claiming

Vane stole their research too.

Yeah, well, I just wish you waited until the case was closed.

We're after the same thing, Dad.

Just in different ways.

Well, I guess we're going to have to find ways to coexist

if this is your chosen career path, huh?

I've got an affinity for the crime beat, don't you think?

Hey, let me through!

That's my girlfriend in there.

Go.

Go on, go talk to her.

If things work out, maybe we can have her over for dinner.

We'll see about that.

- Hey! - Hi.

- Come on. - Um I'm so sorry.

I know this looks bad. I just didn't know what else to do.

Hey!

Hey, pal.

Is it just me or has everyone been acting really weird this week?

What? You want me to come with you?

Okay, I'll come with you.

Surprise!

What? Guys!

Hey! Did you really think we'd forget your 30th birthday?

No! I mean, no not...

Maybe just a little bit.

Well, we didn't want to ruin the surprise.

- Happy birthday, pal. - Thank you, thank you.

You know, you guys don't even want to know

what I thought was going on.

What do you mean?

Well, I thought that you and Sarah were...

- Were what? - Oh nothing, it's crazy.

- Is this vanilla cake? - It's your favourite!

- Thank you! - Mm-hmm!

Guys, how did you know?

There you go.

Hey, you played that off really well.

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