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I don't understand.

They replaced Jared Browne with a dummy.

We closed the circle.

- Did something go wrong?
- I told you things went wrong.

I told you on the night,
things were going wrong.

Xavier, go with Paul. Now.

You, find your pal Louis and your fiancée.

It's you or them. Call me tonight.

- What, directly?
- With answers.

Hey, is my auntie mad at me?

Hey, Mr. Handpicked, no ask question.
Yeah? Answers.

Oh my God!

Oh my God. Thank you, Eloise. Thank you.
God bless you. Okay.

Jared, bathroom.

- She can meet with us.
- You gon' work?

She say Mr. Chung have a way
to get us home.

We need to check out this motel, now.
They'll wait for us.

- Jared, come.
- What's going on? Are you taking me home?

We're going somewhere else. Come.

- Auntie?
- Aked, love, we are...

going to get everyone together again.

We are going to have another party
and redo the circle.

Mr. Willoughby's idea,
and I think it's a good one.

But you must come. Now, first...

I want to talk to you about your fiancée.

Well, first of all,
that's my ex-fiancée, okay?

Well, I asked you to find her.

Garmen asked you to find her.

She is the cause
for the tear in the circle,

- why we have to redo it.
-I promise I'm gonna find her, all right?

I'm looking for her everywhere.

Her work, my place. I'mma find her.

Well, don't just find her.
You find her and she brother,

and you punish them
like Mr. Chung punished Quincy.

I will find her...

- and I'll do that.
-Good.

And then you can come to the circle
where you'll be safe.

Safe in the circle.

I'll make sure of it.

Okay. Okay.

So, we have each other's location,
so we can always follow.

I go find out how much money he want,
come back here,

then we're going to bring you
back to your parents.

Natalia, oh my God.

- Look at you.
- Eloise.

Thank you. We cannot thank you enough.

Of course, babe. Come this way,
he's waiting for you.

Natalia Williams.

Please.

I understand you're looking for sanctuary,

- or even transportation?
- Yes, sir.

Transportation, actually.
How much that cost?

Nothing, actually.

Eloise says you have information
about Mrs. Mahabir.

If this is true,
that is very valuable to me.

But I'll need to make a phone call first.

I'll get back to you
with your arrangements.

A moment...

please.

Be right back.

Garmen Harry.

Edward Chung here.

Mr. Chung, how may I be of service?

I can deliver someone
I believe you are looking for,

but I would also ask that you would please

pass a message along to Mrs. Mahabir.

Anything, sir. What may I tell her?

That I have 62,500 dollars for her,

which is half of what I took
from the corpse

of her brother-in-law, Quincy.
The other half is mine.

I'm not sure I'm following.

Tell Mrs. Mahabir this is an olive branch.
Quincy was stealing from both of us.

We are more aligned than she might think.

You may pick up the money
when you pick up your masseuse,

who is in my office as we speak.

Is the other one there? The brother?

Louis Williams is he name.

The brother will be here soon.

I'll make sure she makes sure of it.

The bathroom's free now.

In case you have to go.

Now would be a good time to go.

I've spoken to my colleague.

There will be a boat later this evening.

Please ask your brother to join.

And you both may wait until it's ready.

In the meantime, enjoy some roti.

A little taste of home.

All on the house, of course.

Thank you. I am so grateful.

Do you have a bathroom I can use?

Just past the guard on the right.

Thank you.

- May I have my phone, please?
- No.

- Give me the keys.
- What?

Keys. Just shut up. It was a trap.

- What?
- Just shut up.

Jesus. What... How did you get up here?

Do you not have a life?

Depends on your definition.

Well, I don't have much time...

- How can I help you?
- Well, on the subject of life,

why is someone messing
with y'alls personally?

We are asking the same questions.

Like... what does your family have to do

with something called
The Colony at Essequibo?

Hint. The Essequibo is a river in Guyana.

Hint two.
According to my resources at the internet,

it's also the name
of a high-end condo complex

that began construction in 2002-ish?

That somehow

got your Uncle Gene "retired"
from the NYPD.

Well, there you have it then.

You know what my family had to do with it.

Is that why you acted that way
when I asked you about Guyana?

It's a small country and I...

I hadn't thought about it since then,
that's all.

You haven't thought about it
at all since then?

What, am I a suspect now?

I mean... no, but...

I do find you suspect.

Our son was almost kidnapped.
He's upstate in a hunting cabin

because we're afraid
for our lives or his life.

And yes, it's weird. It's...
It's weird for me for the same reasons

it's weird for you,
but I'm sorry, I have...

I have a lot to do.

Have you ever heard of Charisse Henrikson?

Why do you ask?

Because if I have to play hardball,
then I will.

Right, so this is some kind of trade,
you mean?

You could see it that way, I guess.

Because you think I'll be so desperate,
I'll do some kind of emotional crawling?

Does that actually work on people?

The emotional ones, I guess.

Right, and which category
have you put me in?

Well...

I feel like nobody ever worries
about the person

who has to worry about everyone else.

That must be pretty hard.

Okay.

Unless you can show some legal compulsion,
I need to ask you to leave.

Right.

- Right. So... No, you leave now.
- Well... All right.

Nice security system, by the way.

They got that in fast.

What is it with your family and secrets?

What do you mean?

I don't know. What do you mean?
What do any of you people mean?

I'm not talking about your lies, Derek.
I know all about them, trust me.

I do think they're dawning on her though,
if I'm being honest.

I'm talking about your wife's lies.

My wife?

What do you know
about The Colony at Essequibo?

In Guyana?

Hey, Xav.

It's me.

I'm sorry I haven't called.

We weren't sure if it was safe
and we didn't want to get you in trouble.

But mostly, I feel bad
because I lied to you.

We're okay.

We stuck somewhere
and we trying to figure out

how to get back to Guyana.

Maybe you was wanting to get home too?

Maybe we can all talk about it.

If you ain't too mad at me,

give a call.

Xavier didn't pick up.

I think we gotta call Jared's parents.

Just get him back.

Yeah, I don't... I don't think I'm--

- What is your problem?
- You are raas mad.

You got that big house, rich ass parents.

We in this whole mess
because we trying to get you home.

I wish now we never did.

Louis right.

We need to call your parents.

Get them to pay
whatever they gonna pay

and get rid of you.

At least that way
we can get out of New York.

Guys, I really don't wanna--

Since when are you in fucking charge?
Enough from you!

I'm calling them!

- Yes?
- Mrs. Browne?

We got good news. We got Jared.

Wait. What?

We got your son.

But we gonna need just
a little bit of money because--

I... I will call you right back.

Well, I just said
we gonna bring you your son!

I will call you right back!
I will call you right back!

Joey, is he there?
Is Jared with you and safe?

- Yeah, we're about to hit the FDR.
-Turn around.

- I'm sorry?
-Please.

Go back to the cabin. We'll call tomorrow.

Tell him we're fine and I love him

-and I'm sorry. I have to go.
- Okay.

Who was that?

That was your mom. We have to...
We have to head back.

- Back to the cabin?
- Yeah.

Why?

I don't know, man. She didn't say.

I'm sorry.

- What's going on?
- Fuck.

- Sam. Sam, what's going on?
- Hello?

Lady, I ain't playing.

You gonna pay for him?
What we doing here?

Who are you?

-Not get into that.
- Okay... If I may, where are you from?

I don't understand.
Why you ain't want your son back?

Because you don't have our son,
our son is fine.

You have the wrong person.

Wait. This raas.

Okay. Be straight with me now.

Who are you?

So he's alive.

What the fuck, Derek?

- What the fuck, what?
- Who is this boy?

How... how are you not trying
to connect these dots? Unless...

Unless you've already connected them.

I talked to Inspector Harmony, Derek.
She told me.

Yeah, I spoke to that women too.

She asked me about some place
called Esse-pico or quibo.

- Wow. Okay.
- I'm just saying, you know,

- before you get all holy and...
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. No, no, no.

I see what's happening here.
No. You're parrying, Derek.

Yeah, I guess
I got my answer anyhow. Jesus.

I have another son.

How old?

Sixteen.

What's his name?

Nicholas.

- And hers?
- Look, technically,

it happened during that time
we were broken up--

- Say her fucking name, Derek.
- Charisse.

Charisse.

Technically...

that time was a one-week period
in which we decided

to postpone the engagement,
not the relationship,

but I get that's what you needed
to tell yourself.

I wanted to tell you, Sam.

I wanted to tell you, but I just didn't--

No, Derek. No.
I am not going to comfort you

because you've been lying
and it's been tough on you.

I just didn't want to lose you, Sam.

Please let me say this.
Would you have stayed?

No, you wouldn't have.
Look. I'm sorry I didn't say anything,

but I told myself I would use that,
that mistake,

to make sure that going forward
for the rest of my life... Sam.

Sam, please. I would earn
the right to be your partner.

Where are you going?
I'm trying to talk to you.

- My parents.
- Why?

To get some fucking parenting.
That's how desperate I am.

I don't understand.

You thought, what?

You were gonna go meet Jared Browne
at the Chelsea Piers,

show him his stuff
that you'd been stealing,

and then what was gonna happen next?

He was just gon' invite you home?

Introduce you to he father?

He's my father.

He father, you father, whatever.

You thought you were just gonna
suddenly live at they house?

With all of them?

- Like one big happy family?
- I should be there.

It should be my house too.

But your mother wants to see you, right?

Your real mother.

Actually...

I ran away so...

Now that makes sense
why you don't wanna go nowhere.

Actually, though, I...

I do know where you guys
can get some money.

If I tell you about it,

- we split it?
- Depends on what it is.

Can I have the phone?

Okay.

This is a drawing in their apartment.

It's in the dining room,

so anyone who comes in,
sees it first thing.

It's worth over 250,000 dollars.

So here's the plan.

We steal it,

split the money,

and then all three of us
can get out of New York.

- Mm-mm.
- No.

No, we not stealing no painting.
That's stupid.

And there's no way in hell
we going on a road trip with you.

Nicky, we're taking you back
to your mother.

- Please.
- No. This ain't right.

We ain't that much older than you.
We can't be doing this.

We taking you back.

Actually, wait a minute.

You ain't going nowhere.

I know how to get money.

If your father paid before
to keep your secret...

how much you want to bet
he do it again?

Yeah, they're close by.

All right. No, it'll be you, Len, Victor,

Aked, Xavier, and me. Yeah.

Hey. Bye. What you doing here?
I told you I might need the room.

- I might need the whole house.
- Where the rest of the cash?

The emergency cash is in the bedroom.

- I didn't touch it.
- No playing, raas.

The cash in the cash account.
I'm looking at the bank statement now.

- We out of cash.
- Yeah, I know.

- I'm having a hard time--
- I'm not done.

Hey, hey, hey.

I'm not done.
I'm having a meeting about that.

It's one of the things we're tying up.
We're tying up everything.

I'm going to meet Savitri tomorrow
to get what we're owed.

- Who is Ron Cuneo?
- I... Why? Why? Why?

He from the casino. He called.
He want to be in the meeting tomorrow

- to get the money you owe.
- Ms. Mahabir owes him.

And that's one of the things
I'm tying up, all right?

- Eighty-eight thousand dollars...
- I have a plan.

...to the casino?
Plus, we got a double mortgage,

- we owe school fees, car loan.
- Hannah. Hannah. Hannah.

The idea is we make money,
we go back to Guyana,

and we spend it.

We don't go there to earn money
because that don't work.

I understand. I understand. All right?

Which is why I need the house now.

I'm in a rush, Mr. Cuneo,

and I'm a little fucked family-wise,
so you'll forgive the lack of niceties.

You're aware your folks from the casino

listened to a message you received
while your phone was in their possession.

I am.

Someone from Mrs. Mahabir's
organization called you?

Garmen Harry, yes.

And he asked you to come in
to ostensibly get your remaining money?

Ostensibly meaning what, exactly?

We believe that something's
gone wrong over there,

and this meeting could very well be

about the Mahabir group
trying to tie up, like, loose ends.

And we're told that you've agreed

to return Mr. Harry's call
and inform him you'll be going.

- That's a yes.
- Am I one of those loose ends?

If our suspicions are correct, yes.

So, I'm not gonna be getting paid?

Sweet Jesus!

You think the criminals that you willingly

went into business with
actually want to pay you?

What... What... What is it?

All these people are gathering together
to make sure that Ron Cuneo is made whole?

Make sure he's taken care of? Is that it?

W... So...

you know this... for a fact?

We're up on their phones now,
we know there's a big gathering,

we know you're one
of the invited attendees.

But you'll be wired, Ron.
You'll have backup.

A surveillance van at a staging area,
two tactical vans right behind you.

And until we're ready,
you'll be housed in a secure location,

and you will not have access
to your phones.

All this meets with your understanding?

- Wait a minute...
-"No" is the answer

to the question you're about to ask.

You do not have a choice,
you already agreed.

You'll fill Jessup in?
I gotta call Harmony anyhow.

Sorry for the rush, my daughter's home

from volleyball practice, which she hates.

And I gotta go make her dinner,
which she hates more.

Why? So I can prove to my ex

that I'm capable of continuing
this cycle of torture.

Why does she have so much power?

'Cause every time I get
into a fight with a woman,

I lose.

Did he just say that?

But I don't understand why though?

Because every night
you want McDonald's, Ameena,

- and every night we say no.
- Come.

And tonight, we tell you
you can get McDonald's,

and you're upset.
You too, Sara. In, in.

Hey, daddy got a quick work thing.
All right?

I'm sorry. Enjoy McDonald's.
We not gonna be long.

You love me? You love me?

Oh, God.

- How long you need?
- Hour, tops.

Seatbelts or no Happy Meals.

What?

- What did you do to Sam Browne?
-She is perfectly capable

of taking care of herself
and I did nothing to her.

You did what you've done before.

Cross lines. She texted. You scared her.

Okay, so I'm sorry I scared a suspect?

- Oh, she's a suspect now?
-I don't know.

Maybe? I mean, now that I say it.

- My God.
-I mean, I guess, I don't know,

-you could be one too.
- Mel...

please don't make me a liar, okay?

Are you fucking kidding me?
You covered for me once, a year ago.

-I lied for you.
- Oh my God.

We've been through this.
We have been through this!

Mel, I could've turned in
that psych eval to Pete Fong,

and I should've, but I believed in you.

And worse, I believed you.

But you didn't change, Mel.
This... This...

This going too far, it...
it's evidence, you didn't change.

You... I'm sorry, I'm sorry,
I'm sorry. No, no, no, no. You know what?

What's your history with Sam Browne?

My God, what is your obsession
with Sam Browne?

I talked to her for 90 seconds
and then you call me later scolding me?

Why does she know you?
Why is she calling you?

And running with that,
what's Essequibo to you?

To me?

I get you on this Guyana case

and now somehow you've made it
about Sam Browne and me?

-Come on.
- Oh, my God.

Now I think it is something.

I was guessing before,
but now I think it is.

You don't know anything
because I've said nothing.

Oh, shit. Now I know it's something.

Okay, I have to go. I have to actually go,

because I wish I could continue
this conversation right now,

but I'm gonna call you back later, bye.

- Hey.
- I can't sleep.

It's okay, I'm done.

Come on.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

- No.
- What? Huh?

I don't think Garmen want me
to stay out here.

You don't think?

Yeah, you right. You don't think.
You do what I say.

And what I say is stay here,
you understand me?

Look, you got one priority.

Take care of them
and they take care of you.

All right?

I'mma go in there and see what's up.
You stay here.

Here what going on.

I got a very interesting call
from Edward Chung.

Edward Chung called you?

Yeah, he want to reassess
our working relationship.

He had your fiancée, Natalia.

- Ex fiancée.
- All right,

your roommate then, in the bakery,

and he was willing to deliver she
and she brother to me.

However...

she apparently ran away.
So, what I wanna hear about tonight is...

how we can find them?

Wow, you left that unlocked.

All right, so,

you and I can do this silently,
just between me and you.

Or I can make a stink,

but it'd be quite a loud stink
because honestly, I'm quite angry.

Are you wondering whether or not
it's worth the risk to call attention?

Yeah, I mean, you could give it a try.

You know, residential neighborhood,
law enforcement officer, see what happens.

Yes.

Let's go.

You know, as much as I hate to admit it,

Manny Broward is right.

My informant hasn't at all
been informative.

Yeah, but it ain't cool
that you been following me.

Really? Wow.

Sorry that my sworn duty

has gotten in the way
of your botched felony.

So, you all understand
this isn't a resource problem?

We can pay any and who.
This is a time problem.

Right? Where the ass is Xavier?

He needs to be hearing this.

What the fuck?

Really?

Oh, it's your boy, Aked.

Tell him you're with your girl,
which is kind of true.

Keep it quick.

Hey, Aked. Me can't talk right now.

Me just with me girl. All right, bye.

Thank you.

What the fuck?

He's not there.

I think he flaked with his girlfriend.

Oh, God.

Find the girl and you go find him.
That's you too, right.

Track down Louis and Natalia,
don't bring them to me,

- just resolve the situation.
- Right.

Hello, Aked.

Who is this?

Edward Chung. I believe you know who I am.

My ex-girlfriend paid you a visit.

- Is that why you have her phone right now?
-It is.

I assume you'd like it back.

I also have some money
for your Aunt Savitri

I was going to give to Garmen Harry
when he picked up your aunt's masseuse,

but she ran away.

You got money for my auntie?

I am extending an olive branch to her.

May I have it brought to you
with the girl's phone?

You tell me a time and a place,
my men will bring it.

Yeah.

Yeah, you can do that,
but I'm gonna give you

very explicit instructions, you hear me?

No, no, no.

Witness protection is a long-ass process.

This is victim witness security,

but you're only secure if you stay here.

Meaning, you do not call anyone
and you do not leave.

Shall I repeat that?

Voilà.

- So will I have someone watching me?
- No.

But you got this guy.

And I have an app that's connected to it,

so I'll know if you're trying
to mess with it.

Come on. Sit down.

So what's with the circle?

- When?
- In the park.

Saturday night.

Where everything went down.

Something about 20 years ago,

money from here going down
to where I'm from

and people getting kicked off land.

Who?

All I know is Aked said

one of them put the curse
on Ranwell Mahabir.

Someone from way back then
put a curse on Ranwell Mahabir?

Savitri Mahabir's husband?

Didn't he die, like, 15 years ago?

Put the curse on the whole Mahabir family.

And now she trying to take it off.

Hey, Mom.

Sam?

What are you doing here?

Do I need a reason?

You're not working
with Dad this late, are you?

Well, actually, I was wondering
if you were doing anything.

I'm just cleaning, you know,

something, anything really,
just to keep the mind occupied.

Kris?

No, it's actually me, Dad.

I was just thinking about you.

Hey, do you think that we might be able

to get one of those mechanical pens?

You know, it's like, you just sign once

and then the machine,
it does the rest for you.

Yeah, that's a...
That's a Brenda thing. Sure.

Yeah, I'll get into that tomorrow.

- You good?
- Yeah.

Well, good.

You wanted to know
if something is a crime.

Okay, let's start with the obvious.

You only make a series
of deposits and withdrawals

- under 10K if...
- You're trying to avoid flagging the IRS.

Thanks for making the time, by the way.

In January of 2002,

my father-in-law made seven withdrawals,
just under ten grand.

And then like, nine months later,

over a period
of about two and a half months,

he made 35 deposits.
All roughly the same amount.

All of these are on the bank statements,

but they're not in the books.

Literally, the only thing
in an entire decade,

that's unreconciled.

But there's a place in Guyana
called Essequibo.

It's a river. Why do I bring it up?

Just after the last deposit,
Jeff's brother, Gene, was arrested,

but not brought to trial,
on charges of aiding and abetting.

And according to Google,

it involved something called
The Colony at Essequibo.

It's a fancy luxury condo
development down in Guyana.

Oh, Gene was a cop.

I guess he saw it happening
and looked the other way, maybe?

And then maybe even...

- Am I crazy, is this crazy?
- Finish your sentence.

Did Gene get involved?
Did he get my father-in-law involved?

I mean, Jeffrey was shit with money.
Absolute shit.

And then suddenly, he's no longer

some morose corporate tool
in a midlife crisis.

Suddenly, he's Chef Jeff.

If I recall, your wife's an attorney.

- Is she not?
- She is, yes.

Why aren't you asking her this question?

Family law
is just a cozy euphemism, Derek.

What I'm really in
is the marriage-ending business.

And I think I know why you're doing this.

- Doing...
- Gathering evidence against your wife.

Usually, it's a deflection tactic.

The best defense
is a good offense sort of thing.

My wife basically said the same thing.

Well, then here's one
you gotta ask yourself.

Do you wanna be right
or do you wanna be married?

- Jeff.
- What?

She said it's in Guyana.

- Yeah?
- Guyana, South America.

- Yeah?
- I told you, I knew this,

I knew that this had something
to do with Jeff's brother, Gene.

- What are you talking about?
- When Gene lost his job.

- Yeah?
- There was something to do

with Guyana, don't you remember?

- Is he in the area?
- Yeah, he's--

I wasn't really involved in that. What?

- He lives in Queens.
- Yeah.

Do you mind sharing
his contact info with me?

Look, I'll give it to you if you promise

you won't let him know
that I gave it to you.

Oh, well, I'll do my best.

- Here, I can just take a picture of it.
- Here it is. Here.

All right. Well,
if you need anything else,

- give us a call.
- Absolutely.

Yeah. We're always here to help and...

- No.
- You don't even know what I was gonna say.

No, I'm not going to Gene's.

Somebody has to.
All he did was yell at Sam.

- Well...
- Jeff, come on.

I will. I will.

- Just look--
- When?

Let's let the postal lady do her thing,

and I will. Promise.

-Surprise.
- What do you want, Mel?

To confess. I assume you saw

that we have a guest
staying at the Crowne Plaza.

I did.

Well, you can have him now
because I have somebody

- much better.
-Oh, really? Who's that?

You, Manny. You and Sam Browne.

Case in point, Gene McCusker.

And while you're shitting your pants,
just know I don't know much... yet.

But I'm on my way to see him now.

He was a corrupt cop
and he paid the price for his own actions.

Oh, he did?

Yeah, let me guess.
He shot himself in the foot?

Special boys club discount?

Punish yourself, get disability,
perpetuate boys club.

Stop me if I'm wrong about any of this.
But how are you involved, Manny?

You'll find zero inculpatory evidence

that leads you
to where you're salivating to get to.

Yeah, well, I'm sure I won't.

And thank you for confirming
that you buried inculpatory evidence.

That is not what I said.

I'm coming for you, Manny.

This conversation's over.

Hey, Siri, send a text
to Samantha Browne.

What do you want to say?

Meet me in Washington Square Park
as soon as you can. Urgent.

If you work with Manny Broward,
you can leave right now.

I don't care the consequences.

If it makes any difference,

I may hate Manny Broward
more than you do.

I wouldn't think that that is possible.

Well, I think it's maybe a fresher hate.
How about that?

So...

what do you need?

I just wanted to ask about

the ties between you, Manny Broward,

the Brownes, your brother,
and Guyana.

- Guyana?
- Why are you bringing up Guyana?

- What is--
- No, no, no.

The kidnapping.

It had something to do with Guyana.

- Right?
- I think so, yeah. Why?

I made a very bad mistake.

And I paid the price.

The NYPD has the full
internal affairs report,

and I'm sure you can look it up
if you wanted to.

- The charges were dropped.
- Listen, she knows, Cindy.

She knows what really happened.
She's a pro.

Aren't you?

- You know how it's done.
- Your foot.

Yeah.

So how full is this "full" report?

- Is Manny Broward mentioned in it?
- What do you think?

I think he figured out a way
to keep himself clean.

But you think Manny was involved,

but somehow Jeffrey was the one
who turned you in.

Yeah. I know.

You have proof?

You're holding proof.

But you're not gonna tell me
no matter how mad you get

because you don't want to be
like your brother.

Gene has already been
through hell with this, it--

Oh, I... I'm not trying
to take him back to that.

Don't worry.

I'm just trying to figure out
who organized this debacle

in the park the other night and why?

But...

I see that I'm gonna get
no further here, so...

One final question
that won't leave the room.

Do you have anything at all
that might implicate

others that are outside
of this immediate circle?

Someone in another city?

Maybe a bank name?

Why?

Just trying to help
a colleague at the bureau.

But I see you're not gonna say anything
because you're trying to protect someone.

I wish I had someone like you
watching out for me.

Thank you.

Detective.

You're welcome.

Hey, Xav. It's me.

I'm sorry I haven't called.

We weren't sure if it was safe
and we didn't want to get you in trouble.

But mostly,

I feel bad because I lied to you.

We're okay.

-Hello?
- Yo, Shakeela.

- It's me.
-I know it's you.

Where have you been?

Look, I know. I'm sorry.
I should've called. I just...

I just been busy with work, you know.

Xavier, I was really worried
something might have happened to you.

And I know. I make it up to you.

-Okay, I'm listening.
- Are you still at school?

No, we're done for today.

All right, good.

'Cause you'll never guess where I'm at.

Accessory after the fact, Sam.

That's what you're facing
if you talk to Mel Harmony

or anyone. I mean, it...

There's no statute of limitations.

The first round of funding
that your Uncle Gene

knowingly brought you in on,

those were all bribes. Paying off
one corrupt politician after another.

That is what you did.
And that's what I protected you from.

- By having me bury evidence.
- Yes. That's true. Yeah.

Which I assume is also why you
don't want me to say anything

because you could go down as well?

You know what?
I've worked for 30 years, Sam,

on a public servant's salary, all right?

I have a NYPD pension,

a USPIS one.

- That goes, all that goes, if you...
- What? Tell the truth?

Tell a different truth
than you did 20 years ago.

You got my uncle's job, didn't you?

- When I did what I did.
- Buried evidence.

- No, please just answer my question.
- Yeah, yeah. Yeah.

I saw an opportunity
for advancement and I took it.

But... I didn't take down
an innocent man.

I took down a guilty man, and...

I saved you.

And your dad.

They have nothing
unless you give it to them.

Well, I don't have anything to give them.

It was all destroyed 20 years ago,
as instructed.

Well, that's perfect then.

Then you don't have to do anything.

All you have to do is nothing.

All right? And then everything
goes back to normal.

We believe it's Natalia, my masseuse.

She been working her own obeah
through her hands.

It's the only thing making sense.

The only reason the circle
could've been broken.

Okay. This can't be about the curse.

You seen the troubles we've been having?

All the troubles are not about the curse

put on your family years ago
for whatever reason.

They're about choices
your husband made, you made,

we all made.

Mr. Willoughby is aware
of the break in the circle,

and has taken reparative measures.

Soon, all will be good.

I be dipping a sinking ship, raas.

Any news from Xavier?

- Girlfriend's moving. Len following her.
- Again with the girlfriend.

To be 19. Go bring he here.

Come on, come on. All right.

One second.

All right, Xavier. It's your time.
You got this one.

Okay.

- You all right?
- Hi.

- It's good to see you.
- Wow.

- This... this is nice.
- Right?

- Welcome to the high life.
- How did you afford this?

It's just a work thing, you know.

They pay for it all.

- Are you hungry?
- Always.

All right, then.

- You can pick anything you want.
- Okay.

...and blue cheese. That's my go-to.

- For real?
- Okay, I'm gonna have to try that.

Hey, Shakeela, maybe you should go wait

- in the bedroom.
- Why?

Can you just go and wait
in the bedroom, please?

It's just some work stuff, all right?

I soon come. I coming back just now.

- Xavier, open up.
- This ain't...

Okay.

This ain't what you think.

Hey, what the fuck?
Damn, just relax, my man.

Wait. Wait. No, man.

This ain't what you think.
This ain't what you think, man!

I promise this ain't what you think.

Okay, let me be more accurate
on your assessment of what I do think.

I think you're a piece of shit liar.

And maybe even worse.

Paul!

- Oh, shit.
- Okay.

Now one of two things are true.

Either you're the snitch,
not Louis and Natalia,

or you got caught and now you're singing.

Either way...

- we, you, fucked.
- I can explain.

- Ankle bracelet explains it all.
- I can explain to Garmen.

He send you here to take me to him, right?

I should fucking kill you myself,
you fucking traitor.

No, if Garmen wanted me dead,
I'll be dead.

Which means he sent you here
to take me to him,

so take me to him.