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[cheery Spanish guitar music]

♪ ♪

[indistinct chatter]

- Mom, look! A crab!
- Oh!

That's so cool, kiddo.

But you have to be careful,

because Mr. Crab's claws
can be really sharp.

[screams]

[tense music]

[guests clamoring]

- There is something
in the water.

It's...

Come now, quickly.

[guests shouting, murmuring]

♪ ♪

It's Afonso!

[sobs]

Anya, call the police.

- Get him covered.
- You can't just leave him...

- Anya, the police.
I won't ask again.

Where are you going?

To tell the owner.

Miss Prescott?

[keycard beeps]

Miss Prescott?

Miss Prescott.

Miss Prescott!

What?

- There's a problem at the...

♪ ♪

Well, you clean up nice.

Forrester pulled me aside,

said my undercover
days were over

and that I should start
looking like a real agent.

- Uh, so... are we
walking in together?

- Sure. You want
a piggyback ride?

[both laugh]

- Look, Damien...

- No, not that.
- What?

- That face... "this was fun,
but that's all it was" face.

- Okay, look, maybe you've
been in this situation before,

but I haven't.

I totally get it.

I'll do a couple
laps around the block

and I'll see you in there.

- Got a case.
- Yep, headed in.

[keycard chirps]

[suspenseful music]

- Hey, look who paid us a visit.

- What's up, Zoey?
- Andre, Cameron.

- She's in town teaching a class

at the International
Law Enforcement Academy.

Oh, this is Damien Powell.
He's new to the team.

This is Zoey McKenna.

She's worked with
us on a few cases.

She's now the assistant
legat in Warsaw.

I'm gonna loop her back
in after we run the case.

Okay, Alexis Prescott...

An American citizen
residing in Portugal,

daughter of some hotel
big shot, Miles Prescott.

He founded Framework.

It's a hotel chain
aiming to modernize

the luxury resort scene,
56 properties worldwide.

- Alexis is a
small-time influencer.

A handful of failed
businesses... shoes, jewelry.

- Last year,
Prescott... The dad...

Bought an old resort
in Cascais, Portugal,

to be refurbished, and Alexis
was in charge of the redesign.

She is currently being detained
as a person of interest

in the murder of one of the
resort workers, Afonso Mendes.

30 years old, migrated
from Cape Verde in 2018.

His body was found washed
up on the resort's beach

with a gunshot
wound to the chest.

The same morning that
that body surfaced,

Alexis was found by
the manager with blood

on her dress, no explanation
where it came from.

DNA results on that
blood are still pending.

- Aren't we jumping the gun,
stepping in at this point?

Her father is a close friend

of the U.S. ambassador
to Portugal.

- And this is where
McKenna comes in.

Well, my former supervisor,

Nate Eddings, is
legat in Portugal.

He says it's pretty
tricky down there.

The ambassador likes
everything to go through him

and isn't above
playing favorites.

- And since McKenna knows
the operating environment,

she's gonna go with
us... Be our snow plow.

Let's roll.

♪ ♪

Welcome.

- [chuckles] Thanks, Nate.

Cameron Vo.

- Happy to help you guys
to the extent that I can.

- The rest of the team is
headed to the judicial police

to question Alexis.

You mean the resort?

I'm sorry?

- She's being detained
at the resort.

- Getting her nails done, or...?

- Ah, they have her in a
room. She's sequestered.

Like I told you, it's
very clubby down here.

Apparently.

- Miss Prescott's fianc, Peter
Catmull, is also at the hotel.

He'd like to speak to you.

- Okay, I'll call Forrester,
get him up to speed.

- Is there a room
we can work out of?

Computers, secured lines?

Of course.

Nice digs.

- Yeah, wait till
you see the pool.

- All right, Kellett and
I will talk with Alexis.

Smitty and Powell,
take the fianc.

Raines, hit up the manager.

Check back in if
you find anything.

- Where's Cam? She
taking the day off?

- She's at the
embassy running tech.

Come on.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

- Marco DeSouza, superintendent
and lead investigator.

- Special Agents
Forrester and Kellett.

- In 30 years, I
never had a detainee

as high profile
as Miss Prescott.

And why the leniency?

- It wasn't my call.
- As lead investigator? Really?

- My superior is a close
friend of Ambassador Bendel.

He forced my hand.

- It seems like a
lot of people here

have a lot of close friends.

Not everyone.

The Prescotts?

Absolutely.

- Scott Forrester.
This is Jamie Kellett.

FBI, yes. Thank God.

My father, has he arrived yet?

I don't know.

- But you've talked
to him, right?

- Why would we? Was
he here last night?

- Leo Nu ez, Miss
Prescott's lawyer.

Yeah, temporarily.

- In Portugal, a suspect cannot
be held without legal counsel.

- Okay, my real
lawyer is en route

from New York with my dad.

- Well, we need to ask
you a few questions.

I already gave my statement.

- "I don't remember"
may have been enough

to get the local police
to leave you alone,

but it sure as hell won't
be enough for a jury.

- Miss Prescott, I'm required
by Portuguese law to...

- If you wanna be
useful, go find my dad.

- Police reports said this
was the last night of you

and your fianc's joint
bachelor/bachelorette party.

- We had been celebrating
for three straight days.

I passed out around midnight.

Didn't wake up until Fatima
came knocking the next day.

- Let's talk about the
blood on your dress.

How'd that get there?

I don't know.

- Well, there is something
that you should know.

Lying to an FBI agent
is a federal offense.

So, I'm gonna ask you again.

How did the blood get there?

- So the only thing
I can think of is,

one of my bridesmaids
cut her hand.

She knocked over her glass.

It shattered, and she stupidly
tried to pick it up again.

- The Portuguese police are
testing the DNA as we speak.

- Were you acquainted
with Afonso Mendes?

Yes.

I try to be friendly
with all my employees

when I'm dealing with them.

- Is there anything else
that you suddenly remember?

No!

I swear to God.

- We wanna talk to
whoever was here

for that bachelorette party.

So would we.

- Don't tell me that
they're not here.

- By the time the
victim's body was found,

all the guests were
flying back to the U.S.

Trust me. We are as
frustrated as you.

- Anyone on your team
have a run-in with Alexis

before this incident?

- No, but we had heard of her...

Daddy's little princess,

which isn't a crime,
the last time I heard.

- Yeah.
[sighs]

- I'm supposed to get
married in a few weeks,

and now my fianc e is
being accused of murder

because her bridesmaid
cut her finger?

- How about we focus on
answering the question?

What do you remember
from that night?

- And what's the deal with
these local cops, huh?

Because it sure seems like
they've got it out for Alexis.

- We're not here
to have a bitchfest

about the local cops.

The jam that your
fianc e's in...

Stomp your feet all you
want, it ain't going away.

Here's the problem.

Alexis's dad, he hires
workers from Morocco, Angola.

These people should
be over the moon

they're working for Americans.

- We're here to talk about
your fianc e and about you.

Me?

- Where were you between
midnight and 6:00 a.m.?

That's where this is going?

- Yeah, because that's
how investigations work.

We eliminate suspects.

You wanna stay on
the short list?

Be my guest.

- I was with my
friends, celebrating.

- We're gonna need their
names and contact information.

- These workers come
from North Africa,

lugging all their
beefs with them.

Guaranteed, this guy slept with
someone's cousin back home,

or his dad stole someone's goat.

A man was murdered.

So how about you
show some empathy?

And if you don't
have any, fake it...

At least whenever
you're in front of me,

because I am this close
to throwing your ass

into the local jail.

♪ ♪

Get us that list.

- This morning,
outside the office.

Yeah, what about it?

- I'm not trying to get
in your business, Cam.

I'm just making
sure you're cool.

Andre, you know me.

Yeah, but I don't know him.

I am cool.

- And if you're not one
day, you'd tell me, right?

- Of course.
- All right, I gotta bounce.

Fatima Hafid, resort manager.

Special Agent Raines.

Do you know of any history
between Alexis and the victim?

I have many responsibilities,

but looking out for my
employer's relationships

is not one of them.

Afonso's brother is
here, getting his things.

I'll bring you to him.

Agent Raines?

♪ ♪

This is Afonso's
brother, Manuel.

I'm Andre Raines, FBI.

I'm sorry for your loss.

- The police came
to our apartment.

They said they got
what they needed.

I'm just here to get his
clothes from his locker.

- Manuel, what was
your brother like?

And please, be honest, even
if he was into trouble.

We just wanna find out
who did this to him.

Not my brother, no.

No trouble.

He was brave.

He was always fighting
for something better.

- Did your brother ever
mention Alexis Prescott?

- The police asked me that too.

I don't remember that
name specifically.

But he would often talk
about the Americans.

What about them?

How lucky they were.

But they didn't
even appreciate it.

- Okay, so this is where the
victim's body was recovered.

- What direction do
the tides come in from?

- I believe the wind
blows them westward.

Scott, check this out.

This must be where
Mendes was shot.

And then the killer
dragged his body

and pushed him in the water.

[sighs]

You come all this way,

take BS from strangers
all day long,

just to send money back home.

And this is how it ends.

♪ ♪

- I saw you worked for the
Prescotts for 15 years.

How'd you last?

- I got where I am
with a little luck

and a lot of hard work.

And discretion?

When needed.

- These were found
on the victim's body.

- They survived being dragged
10,000 leagues under the sea?

- Polycarbonate core,
silicone slipcover.

It's military grade.

- I'm still waiting
on phone records

from his service provider,

but things don't move as quickly

down here as we're used to.

I'll nudge the phone
company, but we're looking

at 48 hours, best case.

- Okay, Scott said you were
good, but nobody's that good.

Raines texted me.

He got the passcode
from Mendes's brother.

- Mendes called this
number eight times

the night he was shot.

Let's see who we got.

[phone ringing faintly]

♪ ♪

Hello?

Raines?

Powell?

How'd you get this number?

This is Mendes' phone.

Here, I'm putting
you on speaker.

I'm going through
some texts here.

Alexis told Kellett
and Forrester

she barely knew the guy, right?

- Right.
- She was banging him.

♪ ♪

- I want my dad!
- No.

- Find my dad!
- No. Come on.

Almost there.

- Where are you
taking me? Stop!

Where... where am I going?

- Let me go!
- Let's go.

Please! Please find my dad!

- We were not told she
was being transferred.

- DNA results on
the dress came back.

It's a match for Mendes.

♪ ♪

- The resort had just opened,
and he was tending bar.

I told him he made
a mean Mai Tai.

I was his boss. I just
said it to be nice.

Afonso, he took it
the other way...

The wrong way.

He started calling my villa.

And then somehow, he
got my cell number.

I told him I wasn't interested.

But then he started
texting me...

- things.
- What kind of things?

- I'll let your
imagination do the math.

- Did you ever alert
anyone about his behavior?

His manager? Your
father, maybe?

- I reported him to Francis
Crane, per company policy.

Crane?

- Head of Labor Relations.
- In Portugal?

- All of Framework's
properties, worldwide.

- He said that he
would handle it.

And I thought that he had,

because I hadn't heard
from Afonso in a week.

- Yeah, you deleted
all the texts from him.

- Because they were offensive.
- Afonso didn't delete yours.

We've got a full
transcript right here.

[suspenseful music]

Do you want me to read a
couple of them back to you?

"Hey, fire emoji.

"Saw you by the pool today.

"Winking face emoji.

- You were looking..."
- Okay, stop.

Just... just stop.

Alexis, I get it.

You just finished
a big job here.

You're weeks away
from getting married,

so you and Afonso had a fling.

You're not the first girl under
pressure to blow off steam,

and you won't be the last.

But then he wanted to
carry on, and you didn't.

How did his blood
get on your dress?

- He came over after
everyone else had left.

He was drunk, aggressive.

And his knuckles,
they were all bloody,

like he'd just punched
a wall or something.

So he must have...

grabbed my dress.

You know, I begged him to leave.

Ugh!

Everything would have
just been so much easier

if he'd just left me alone.

- If her dad wasn't
the head honcho,

she'd be in an orange suit
right now, awaiting trial.

We're still missing a weapon,

we can't tie her
to the crime scene,

and now we've got a
motive for the fianc,

who might have found out Alexis
was sleeping with the DOA.

Oh, come on.

Walks like a duck,
quacks like a duck...

- Is that an investigative
opinion or personal bias?

- Well, I'll have
Forensics check

for lacerations on
Mendes' knuckles.

If that's where the
blood came from,

they should be banged up.

- DeSouza's interviewing
the resort workers.

See if you can get eyes placing
Mendes outside Alexis's villa.

Copy that.

- I'd like to look into
this Francis Crane.

- Powell, you and I?
- Yup. Just give me one sec.

[pensive music]

♪ ♪

Look, you don't gotta worry
about me tripping at work.

I've waited a long time to be
a part of a team like this,

and I know you have too.

So we're cool.

Mm.

And if last night was it...

That's okay, because I'll
remember it for a long time.

♪ ♪

- Executive director of
labor and employee relations

for Framework Hotels.

So union buster?

Means a lot of things.

It covers a lot of departments.

- Agent Powell and I just
came from the police station

where there's a file
about yea thick,

chock full of
complaints against you.

It seems your ways
of settling conflict

are a little aggressive.

Everything I've ever done

has been within the
constraints of the law.

Afonso Mendes,

his phone logs show several
calls between you two,

seven of them in the
two days before he died.

- Because that's the
last time I saw him.

All I know is what
Alexis told me.

Mendes was harassing her, she
asked me to make him stop.

Did you threaten him?

- I... advised Mr. Mendes
that his future

probably didn't reside
at Prescott Manor.

- So you took him
out by the water,

- knocked him around a little?
- No.

Alexis came to me
with a problem.

I did my job.

- She admitted that she and
Mendes were having an affair.

Well. That's news to me.

- When Mendes didn't
listen to you,

do you think Alexis could have

taken things into her own hands?

[scoffs]

Soon after she moves
here, Alexis calls.

Her voice is shaking.

I go to her room, thinking
the worst had happened.

Turns out, there's a
lizard on her patio

the size of my thumb.

Do I think she could kill a guy?

Come on.

- What about her
fianc, Peter Catmull?

[suspenseful music]

- He eats his pizza
with a knife and a fork,

know what I mean?

We done?

How many times?

Sorry?

- How many times
did they have sex?

Like, total?

- Was it a one-time deal?

No.

- Did you hear an argument
that night in the hallway

between Alexis and Mendes?

- Clearly, you know more
about my fianc e than I do.

- Whoa, where do you
think you're going?

- We were supposed to look
at floral arrangements

at 5:00 today.

Obviously, that's
no longer happening,

seeing as how my
fianc e is in jail,

and there won't be a wedding.

- You are being detained for
your potential involvement

in a murder case,
so if I were you,

I'd be pretty damn
quick with my alibi.

I know my rights.

I don't need to tell you jack.

- The Portuguese courts
will assign you a lawyer

until you procure one yourself.

In the meantime,
there'll be an officer

situated outside your room.

[scoffs]

Pretentious knob.

- Yeah, every time I wish
I was a little richer,

I meet a guy who's rich,
and I'm like, yeah,

I'm cool where I'm at.

- So how are you getting
on with the team?

Everyone treating you well?

Yeah.

Yeah, everyone's been great.

Great.

Nobody's going to talk.

Why is that?

- Foreign employees
get rotated in and out.

Long hours, short contracts...

Three months is standard.

They're afraid if
they sneeze too loud

and the wrong person hears,
they'll be shipped back home.

- And where would
home be for most?

- Northern Africa, Cape Verde,
Angola, Morocco, like me.

If you'll excuse me,
I need to supervise

our lobby shift turnover.

- Once the police show up,
suddenly everyone forgets

what day it is and what
time they go for work.

- Any security footage?
- Nothing of any significance.

- And the beach
area falls outside

of the scope of the cameras.

- What about the
area surrounding

Alexis Prescott's villa?

- When she redesigned
the grounds,

she excluded her living
quarters from being monitored,

for privacy reasons.

I can show what we have.

Maybe you'll have better luck.

Mm. That way.

- Check logged user credentials.

There it is, Mendes' email.

Check the drafts folder.

♪ ♪

This was gonna go out
to a ton of people,

including Alexis, Crane,
and Miles Prescott.

Here, let me drive.

CNN, the BBC,

"The New York Times,"
"The Guardian."

He was gonna send this out to
every news outlet there is.

He's saying that the
Prescotts bribed inspectors

to avoid safety checks.

- "These hazardous
working conditions

have resulted not only in
worker injury, but death."

- If Mendes had
proof, one court order

would force the Prescotts to
shut down all their hotels.

The list of people who'd wanna
axe Mendes just ballooned.

♪ ♪

You never saw this email?

No.

- Mendes never showed it to you?

No.

Has anyone spoken with my dad?

Got something.

I double-checked
the security footage

and found the fianc's alibi.

He and his friends went
skinny dipping after hours

with some local dancers,
and Catmull passed out

in a deckchair until morning.

- Probably too embarrassed
to tell Smitty and I.

What do we have on Crane?

- He's a more interesting bloke.

EIS returned multiple hits.

Framework Hotels have been
slammed with several lawsuits

with Crane at the center.

Plaintiffs always either settle
or withdraw their claims.

- That tracks...
They either shell out

hundreds of thousands
in lawyer fees,

or they take a pay day.

- Most of the complaints
are over fair wages

or working hours, but
a couple of months ago,

a worker died in a
construction accident,

right there on the
Cascais property.

- Afonso's brother
said he was brave,

that he was always
fighting for something.

- Yeah, I found
calls between Crane

and the parents of the worker
who died in the accident.

Weeks later, they bought
an apartment in the city.

Hush money.

- So Mendes' coworker dies
under suspicious circumstances.

Mendes gets this idea that the
whole company is gonna pay.

[door creaks open]

- Hi. Special Agent
Scott Forrester.

- Jane Fielding, lead counsel
on Miss Prescott's legal team.

- It would be great if
you could loop us in...

- My client's done talking
to the authorities,

Portuguese and American.

- Miles Prescott
arrived with him.

- He wants to talk.
- Okay. Bring him in.

- You can meet him on his yacht.

Welcome to Portugal.

♪ ♪

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

Just a moment.

Special Agent Jamie Kellett.

- This is...
- Hold on.

She's clearly been set up.

Okay.

- By who?
- That's your job.

- Yeah, we do our job by
people giving us information.

Sure.

Okay.

When Alexis was 22, she
called me from Vegas,

high on, uh, whatever.

She tells me she met
the love of her life

and wants me to walk
her down the aisle.

So I flew over there
and told the poor chump

she'd met two nights prior that
their love affair was over.

I wrote him a check,
and I took my baby home.

My daughter has not been
that person in years.

What caused the change?

- You know, one day she woke up,

she realized she wasn't 22
anymore, like we all do.

She cleaned up, met Peter.

Why would she blow all that
and shoot some employee?

Crazy.

- Were you aware
that your daughter

was having an affair
with the victim?

I wasn't.

- You think Mendes is the first
guy to get his heart broken

and not take "no" for an answer?

- Did you ever receive
any correspondence

from the victim?

- I get an average of
1,500 emails a day.

- This is from
his drafts folder.

[scoffs]

This is a shakedown.

Probably realized
how flimsy it was,

which is why he never sent it.

Mendes was a desperate loser.

- Ever have a problem
with Francis Crane?

Model employee.

- PDs all over Europe,
everywhere you have properties,

have received
complaints against him.

- None of this has been
brought to my attention.

- Has he ever gone
rogue, or is it more

of a "don't ask, don't tell"
type of thing between you two?

- All right, I've been accused
of having sharp elbows.

On my children's lives,
I would never sanction

taking the life of an employee,

nor would I cover it up.

And if Crane, or any employee,
was behind this murder,

I won't protect them.

- Even if it's
your own daughter?

Yes, of course.

[phone ringing]

Hey, Cam.

- Forensics came back
on Mendes' knuckles.

Report was inconclusive,
but they did recover

the bullet from Mendes's body.

It's a 9-millimeter Parabellum
in 147 grain +P hollow point,

fired from a
semi-automatic pistol.

Ammunition's American.

- Yeah, guess who bought a
9-millimeter Springfield XD-S

and a box of 147
grain ammo to match?

Did you recently purchase

a Springfield handgun
in Aurora, Illinois?

Yeah, so?

Where is it?

I don't have it anymore.

- Francis Crane, open your safe.

Open the safe, Mr. Crane.

- I'm not opening squat.
Get the hell out of my room!

- Every room in this hotel
is owned by Miles Prescott,

who has given us his
full cooperation.

Now open the safe.

No.

Fatima?

♪ ♪

[keypad beeping]

[lock clicks open]

Francis Crane,

we're arresting you on
suspicion of murder.

Who called this in?

Now hands behind your head.

No way.

Get the hell off of me!

- I have no clue...
Not a damn clue

how that gun got in that safe.

Don't you see?
They're playing me.

They're playing you!

- Murder weapon in
his safe, no alibi.

In Portuguese, we say, "a
mentira tem pernas curtas."

It means the lie has short legs.

- We'd still like
to hear him out.

- Francis Crane
shakes people down

with about as much compassion
as a block of lead.

- How did you know
to check his safe?

- Someone called the
station with a tip.

- Crane clearly
knows a thing or two

about covering up his tracks.

There's no way he'd do
something as idiotic

as keeping a murder
weapon in his hotel safe.

Take another run at him.

- Ballistics is gonna
come back on that firearm,

and I'll put two grand down

that it's a match for
the murder weapon.

You want my story?

Sure.

Won't change a damn thing.

I've been served up
by Miles Prescott.

- This is your chance
to change all that.

- Everything I told you is true.

Alexis said she
was being harassed

and asked me to take care of it.

Clearly, she lied.

But I didn't know that
until you told me.

[suspenseful music]

- What did you
really tell Mendes?

- I gave him 500 euro and
told him to skip town.

And what about the gun?

- Two months ago, Alexis
had a bad experience

with a rideshare driver.

He pulled over somewhere,
tried to get in the back seat.

Alexis got out.

She was fine...
Shaken up, of course.

So she came to me.

Said she needed protection.

- And instead of a bodyguard,
you thought it'd be a good idea

to put a gun in the
hands of someone

who hadn't even
touched one before?

She came to me.

Said she'd feel safer if
she had something to carry.

What was I supposed to do?

She's my boss.

- How did you get
the gun to Portugal?

[sighs] Private jet.

Nothing was documented.

Miles made sure of that.

Miles knew about the gun?

Of course.

He wanted me to keep
tabs on everything

his daughter did out here.

And I always did what he asked.

I always looked out for
him and the company,

for 30 years.

And now I get fed to the sharks.

All right, here's my read.

Alexis shoots Mendes.

She's banking on Dad to
bring in the cleanup crew.

She strings us along
until they land.

Once the lawyers show
up, she tells them

where she stashed the gun.

They kick that info
back to the old man.

He puts the frame job in motion.

- That hit man looking
guy on the yacht,

I bet Prescott sent
him to retrieve the gun

and plant it in Crane's safe.

- That's why Prescott
asked to meet with us,

to make sure we
weren't at the hotel.

- Yeah, but what about
Crane? What if he showed up?

- Well, he was on his
way back to his room

when Scott and I found him.

I bet Prescott summoned him too.

When all that was done,

Prescott had someone call the
station and tip DeSouza off.

[scoffs]

Alexis is being released.

I plugged the tail number
of her dad's Gulfstream

into the FAA registry.

It's fueled up and
due to take off

from a private
airstrip in 45 minutes.

Hey, I think I got something.

It's a long shot,
but I'll check in

if it turns into something more.

♪ ♪

This is from last
night's security feed

in the hallway and elevator bay

outside of Francis
Crane's suite.

You see that?

What am I looking at?

Watch the time stamp.

Two minute jump.

- The Wi-Fi connection here
is not always reliable,

but we do our best.

- We both know this wasn't an
accidental dropped connection.

[sighs]

Fatima, I know you're scared.

I know how hard you've worked,
and how far you've come.

But you know what
these people are like.

I just saw someone who cleaned
Prescott's dirty laundry

for 30 years get dragged into
a police station in cuffs.

I can pull the lost
footage, but it'll take time

for the court subpoenas
to go through.

By then, the guilty
party will long be gone,

and Crane will go down
for murdering Mendes.

I know he's no saint,
but he's not a killer.

♪ ♪

If I knew something...
And I'm saying "if..."

I would lose everything.

- The U.S. embassy
will take care of you.

I know what it's like...

To feel like
everything's on you,

to have your family
depend on you,

knowing that if you fail...

My little sister was
abducted a year ago.

To find her, I had to
put my trust in someone,

someone who was...

A complete stranger.

Did you find her?

- Yes, because that
stranger came through.

Now, Fatima, look.

I'll come through for you.

- I don't know who
touched that file.

But the original should
be in our backup system.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

Is this enough?

It's a great start.

Thank you.

There's more, isn't there?

That morning,

I saw Afonso
walking with Alexis.

Their voices were raised.

That's when I saw her
pull a gun from her purse.

Did you see her fire it?

I should have... I...

I wanted to say something,
but I didn't know how.

It doesn't matter.

♪ ♪

She's lucky to have you.

- Fatima agreed to
give a sworn statement?

Take her to the station,
make sure she's protected.

We need to stop Alexis
from getting on that plane.

[tense music]

♪ ♪

Wait, Fatima admitted

she didn't see Alexis
pull the trigger.

- Yeah, Alexis
doesn't know that,

and neither does her dad.

McKenna, how much time we got?

- Sat cam is showing their
motorcade is five minutes out.

We're ten minutes out!

There's a utility road.

Five seconds, make a right.

There it is. Here we go.

♪ ♪

Airstrip's coming up.

Is this a rental?

Basically. Hit it.

Hang on.

[engine revving]

Over there.

♪ ♪

Don't move!

- Alexis Prescott,
you are under arrest

for the murder of Afonso Mendes.

What?

Wait, where are you taking me?

Dad? No! Dad! Dad?

- I was told you had
the killer in custody.

We do now.

- No... Dad. Dad!

- Blood on her dress, no alibi,

and now an eyewitness testimony.

Alexis is going to prison.

If she confesses,
the Portuguese courts

are likely to be
kinder with sentencing.

- And the courts move
at a glacial pace here.

Even if your daughter
wanted to go to trial,

it could take up to two years
for that trial to happen.

- And the longer that
your family fights this,

the more that's gonna come
out about your company.

The press is gonna dig
up how you endangered

your employees just to
keep profits flowing.

So option A,
endanger your empire.

Option B, your daughter comes
out a remorseful human being

who made a grave mistake.

[knock at door]

- Ambassador
Bendel, where is he?

No, I need to speak
to him right now.

He's unavailable.

[suspenseful music]

♪ ♪

Can you give me five minutes?

- After my friends
left, he came over.

He was gonna send that email

and bring down the company.

Bring down my dad.

Bring me down.

I just...

I saw my world falling apart.

And then I remembered I had

that gun in my purse.

All I wanted

was for him to leave me alone.

- And what did you do with
the gun after you shot him?

[sighs]

I stashed it in one
of the terracotta pots

on the far end of the grounds.

- Then how did it end
up in Crane's safe?

I don't know.

I don't know
anything about that.

- Any leads on the guy
who planted the gun?

We'll keep looking.

But men who do this kind of work

are paid well to disappear.

Speaking of...

- I can refer you
to an attorney here

if you wanna press charges.

- No need. It's
been taken care of.

You got paid off?

And then some.

Hush money.

- I prefer to call it
a performance bonus.

I'm off to Cabo.

If anybody needs me, I'll be at
the pool bar at Las Ventanas.

Adios.

Well, there you have it.

Okay. Good work, everybody.

The resort's providing
rooms, so enjoy.

We ship out tomorrow.

[sentimental music]

- You know, I thought I
had things figured out.

Picture your goal,
stick to the plan.

But life is messy.

And I'm starting to think
that maybe that's okay.

Cam, I have no agenda.

I just like being with you.

- I was gonna say
the same thing.

♪ ♪

[tense music]

♪ ♪

[wolf howls]