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What?

You're not talking me
out of this.

Stop harassing me.

You call me again,
I'm going to the police.

I said not to call!

Wow. Nice chatting with you
too, Victoria.

Tia. Sorry, I thought you were
someone else.

Are you mad at this person
'cause they forgot to meet you

for drinks like a certain friend
did with me?

- Oh, my God, was that tonight?
- Yeah.

I am so sorry, Tia.

It's just, you know, it's been
a crazy couple of days at work.

- Is it the Barret article?
- Yeah, it's complicated.

Look, can I call you back when
I get things straightened out?

- Are you gonna forget?
- No, no, this time it's gonna

- be for victory drinks.
- All right, well,

- I'm looking forward to it.
- Ok, ciao.

Bye.

Son of a bitch.

I'm glad I was free
to be your backup plan.

Don't worry, you're never
second choice.

She say why she couldn't
make it?

No, I don't know, I guess
she was just working too hard.

Anyway, I'm sorry,
it must be boring,

talking about this person
you don't even know.

Are you kidding me? I love
this whole "my friends are crazy

but you're gonna learn to
love 'em" phase.

All right, so, how about
our backup plan...

- Yeah.
- we start with some Sushi

- and then see where it goes?
- That's a great idea.

All right.

Oh, my God.

Someone call 911!

The Listener 04x03
Early Checkout
Original Air Date June 12, 2013

Hello.

Everybody decent?
Hey.

Hey. I'm just bringing back
your iron. What do you think?

Yeah, looks nice.
Put it anywhere you want.

How was last night?

- Very good. You?
- Oh,

it was great. Sandy came over,
she cooked, overcooked,

cajun style, I guess.

And we fell asleep on the couch
watching Mob Wives, so, yeah.

- Domestic bliss.
- Absolutely.

Tia didn't stay over last night?

No, no, no, no.
We're taking it nice and slow.

Well, I figured now that
you're dating someone

seriously, you'd wanna make hay
while the sun's shining, you know?

You're a farmer now?

Actually, turks make excellent farmers,
yeah. It's in my blood.

I could snap my fingers and a fig
tree would pop right up.

Get out.

Want me to do it?
I could do it right now.

- Hey. What's up?
- Toby, oh, my God, I need you

to meet me at St. Luke's. What
are you doing in the hospital?

- No, it's Victoria. She's hurt.
- All right. I'm on my way.

Tia's friend's in the hospital.
I gotta go.

Hey, Tia, what happened?

The police called me
this morning.

I guess I was down
as her emergency contact.

She fell
from her apartment balcony.

- How'd she fall?
- They think she jumped.

Hey.

So, uh, I just spoke
with the surgeon.

Victoria's broken
a number of bones,

has some internal bleeding,

extensive bruising,
and serious head trauma.

Oh, my God.
Will she be ok?

They won't know
until they finish operating.

Tia, these are the best
doctors in the country.

She's in good hands.
Toby, I can't believe this.

- She'd never try to kill herself.
- Tia, breathe. Breathe.

This is

the story she was working on.
It was published today.

- Who is this guy?
- Brad Barret.

Self-made millionaire.
Lives in the lap of luxury.

Victoria broke a story about
how he exploits foreign workers.

He must have been pretty furious
when he read it.

- What are you saying?
- She didn't try

to kill herself.
Someone tried to kill her.

I know it in my gut.
She had enemies.

Metro won't look into this.
Will you?

So, you want the IIB

to investigate a suicide
based on what,

- a hunch?
- It's more than a hunch.

It doesn't make sense Victoria
would attempt suicide.

- Did Victoria suffer from depression?
- Not that I know of, no.

Metro pulled this off her computer.
You'll probably want to take a look.

It's a suicide note written on her
computer? Are you kidding me?

They also found sertraline
in her medicine cabinet.

It's a probable sign
of depression.

Toby

I was a paramedic.
I've seen a lot of suicide notes;

they're always handwritten, and because she
has sertraline it doesn't make her suicidal.

Toby

Tia said Victoria had no
history of suicide attempts.

Will you let me finish? This is not a case
that would normally fall under our purview.

But if you've got an instinct
about it, go for it.

However, if you're gonna
open a file on it,

you gotta prove to me
it's more than suicide.

- Excuse me.
- All right. Thank you.

Well, I, uh, take it

Tia didn't know
about Victoria's depression.

Just because Victoria was
depressed doesn't mean she has

to tell everybody.

What about you?
Did you get anything?

Well, yeah. If you look
at these binders,

they're all colour-coded
according to story.

But there's a section missing.
That's a bit obsessive.

And I found this
purple sticky note:

"B.B. Guilty." Brad Barret.

Purple sticky notes,
no purple section.

Or maybe it was never here.

Hey, Toby, check this out.

There's scuff marks

on the window sill here. Could be
from when she threw herself out.

Could be from when she
was thrown out the window.

There's no definitive proof
this was attempted homicide.

There's no definitive proof
it wasn't.

Yeah.

Ok, we're gonna need a full
workup on Victoria's apartment.

Yeah. Ok, bye.

So, Dev checked
Victoria's phone records.

Guess which hotelier called her
three times yesterday.

- Brad Barret?
- Let's go talk to "B.B."

Can I help you?

IIB. We need to speak
with Mr. Barret.

I've been staying
in the wrong hotels.

There's Barret.

Wait here.

Look who he's with. All heavy hitters.
Fortune 500, all of them.

That's Michael Tillman,
the developer.

He's a big mover
in the port lands.

And that is Jay Levinson,
the biggest

- hedge fund manager in town.
- What's he doing with Barret?

Barret is building a hotel empire, right?
For that he needs capital.

Levinson has more money
than God.

Sergeant McCluskey,

IIB. This is
Special Consultant Logan.

Very pleased to meet you.
I must ask you to excuse

my concierge...
she's very protective of me.

No problem. That's quite
the group you got there.

Yes, we're just closing a deal
on a new hotel.

When we're finished, the city
will have a hotel experience

the likes of which has never
been seen before.

That's exciting.

We're here to ask you questions
about Victoria Chan.

The reporter? What about her?

She fell off of her balcony
last night.

Oh, uh, is she all right?

She's in critical condition.

Well, that's, um,
that's terrible,

but I'm not sure
how I can help.

She wrote an article about you
that was not that flattering.

I can imagine you weren't
too happy.

Barret! You can't run away.

I have ways of dealing
with people like you.

Miss Chan had an axe to grind.
She tried

to humiliate me,
made accusations...

false accusations... that I mistreated
the foreign workers on my staff.

Now, I'm not saying these are the
best jobs in the world, but I assure you,

- our HR practices are industry standard.
- Where were you last night?

I was working late
in my office. As always.

And he said to me,
"you're right".

I was angry with her, but if I wanted
revenge, that's what I use my lawyers for.

Sorry to interrupt.
Brad, we need you

back to the table. Investors are
getting a little anxious.

Can't quite hold a candle
to your razzle-dazzle, brother.

- We're not quite done here.
- Well, I imagine it can wait.

Actually, it can't.

Ok, well, I'll, uh,

keep the party going.
Let me know when you're done.

Look, I am sorry

for Miss Chan, I really am, but I do have
some pressing business to attend to,

so, please, come by sometime,

have a glass of wine.

Oh, there's the wine list
and the wine list.

Tell the maître d' that Bradley sent you.
And you're a beer man, right?

Craft beers for you.

Ok, you doing good over here?
How is everyone?

Unless secretaries dress

like escorts, he was nowhere
near an office last night.

Ok, so, the good news is he's lying.
The bad news is he has an alibi.

He could have hired someone.
I saw him arguing with Victoria.

I'll see if Dev can find anything
else out from her computer.

Toby, I reread Victoria's story,
and something's not right.

- What do you mean?
- Well,

sure, it wasn't flattering, but there
was nothing of substance in it.

There was nothing in it that
would have made her so upset.

You think someone tampered
with it?

And knowing Victoria,
that would have made her crazy.

The person to ask about it would
be her editor, Patrick Donovan.

Victoria's the last person I thought
would do something like this.

Why is IIB investigating
an attempted suicide?

Unless you suspect otherwise.

It's our understanding
that Victoria was upset

- with the Barret article.
- What she wrote was slanderous.

Talked about Barret
sexually harassing

his employees,
misappropriating funds.

That sounds like a powerful story,
like you would sell a lot of papers.

Yes, but she drew some of her facts
from off-the-record conversations.

It opened us to litigation,
so I had to rewrite it.

How'd she feel
about your changes?

Wasn't happy

but conflict between writer
and editor is nothing new.

Happens 10 times a day
around here.

You know, um, Barret wasn't
the first person

to have a problem with one
of Victoria's exposés.

Are you referring
to someone specific?

A man named Jarod Lucic.
He owned a boutique

in Yorkville. Victoria wrote

a story about him selling
high-end counterfeit clothing.

Did he serve time?

A witness changed her
testimony... probably paid off.

But the bad press drove away
his clientele and he went under.

He always blamed Victoria.

- Did he harass Victoria?
- I'd say so.

Do you know
if she told the police?

I'm hope that's something
you can ask her sometime soon.

Thank you for your time.

Sure.

- Jarod Lucic?
- Hey.

IIB. We need to ask you
a few questions.

Uh, yeah, ok.

Let me put some pants on.

He was wearing pants.

- I'll take this way.
- I got this way.

Okay.

Hello again.

Nice pants.

So, Mr. Lucic, tell us
about Victoria Chan.

That bitch that ruined
my business and my marriage?

She wrote about you
selling knockoff clothing.

That's lies. All of it.

I take it you didn't like her
very much.

Yeah, she ruined my life.
I hate her.

Enough to throw her
off her balcony?

Whoa, whoa, where's this
coming from?

She was found outside her
apartment building last night.

- Where were you last night?
- I was having a drink at my local.

- What time?
- Look, I don't remember.

It was late.
Look, I had a few.

Maybe you don't remember throwing
Miss Chan off her balcony either.

Look, ask Mugsy's, all right?
They'll tell you.

- Oh, we will.
- Look, I admit I wanted revenge on her.

Hell, I wanted it on that whole
newspaper for what they did to me.

But I did not do this.

You know, most people are murdered
by someone they're close to.

Yeah? So, what,
you a cop now?

I'm just saying, you might want to take
a closer look at her personal life.

Oh, you mean like you did?

We're going to need
to see his camera.

So, Victoria was having

an affair with her editor?
How do you know?

Well, luckily or not, Lucic was stalking them.
He was taking photos of them.

Gonna want to check that out.
That puts a new angle on things.

So, maybe the argument wasn't
just about the article.

Maybe their romance was
in trouble.

Yeah, I took a look
at Victoria's work emails

with Donovan. Everything was
above board. And then

I found her private email
account. Pretty spicy stuff.

- Ok.
- Donovan ended the affair

about a week ago and she was
not very happy about it.

Then he rewrote her story
on top of it?

Might be enough to send her
over the edge.

So What?
You're going back to suicide?

Absolutely not.
Forensics already confirmed

that the laptop was wiped clean
of fingerprints.

So someone wrote
the suicide note as a cover.

Well, we definitely have
a case here.

Who had motive? Barret lied about
what he was doing that night.

Maybe Victoria threatened
to tell Donovan's wife

about the affair and he decided
to get rid of her.

Check out Lucic's alibi.
Find out where Donovan is.

Have a little man-to-man with him. There
might be more skeletons in his closet.

Mr. Donovan. Your assistant
said I'd find you here.

It's nice of you
to visit Victoria.

I understand
how you'd be concerned.

She's more than an associate.

- She's a friend.
- Yeah, well,

even friends can have problems
with each other, can't they?

- How could you do this to me?
- This is just business!

This isn't about business;
This is about you and me!

It's about us!

I don't understand.

Well, I should let you know
that this is now

an investigation
into an attempted homicide.

You think someone tried to kill her?
What does that have to do with me?

Your affair with the victim is
quite relevant.

What are you saying?

We know you and Victoria were
seeing each other.

Look, a high-pressure job,
a married man, a young woman,

working closely together.
Things happen.

How'd she act
when you broke it off with her?

She was upset.
Look, if I thought

our relationship was relevant,
I would have told you.

- Were you at her apartment last night?
- I resent that line of quest...

- Just answer it.
- I was at home with my wife.

Do you know anything
about a purple notebook?

- You seem a little upset.
- Look, I came here

to see a woman I care about, and
you accuse me of trying to...

I have to get back to work.

Donovan may have been at home

with his wife last night,
but at some point

he was in Victoria's apartment
and took her binder and files.

But why? Was there something
in them about the affair?

Or did it have something
to do with the Barret article?

He's hiding something.

All right, well, see if
you can place them at the scene.

- All right.
- I'll check out surveillance

- and traffic cams.
- And I'll work

on a warrant for his home and office.
Let's see if anything purple shows up.

Ok, so, paper
from the editor's office

all comes through here?
Everything?

Guys, we're looking
for Victoria's notes.

Keep an eye out for anything
in purple.

You know what, this is
the binding. I need all these.

I need all these.
You know what,

just bring everything.
Everything in these bins.

Why is it always
the cross-cut shredder?

All right, kids, call home,
call your folks,

see if you can sleep over.

It's looking
like an all-nighter.

Hey.

- Hey.
- How are ya?

So, is this our new hangout?

Well, I thought if Barret's
involved, I'd immerse myself

- in his world.
- But where's the TV?

- Ok, I think I might have something.
- What?

I had a look at Victoria's
desk at the office.

How'd you get to sneak
around her office?

I'm her emergency contact,
so they gave me access.

No kidding.

I found this
under her keyboard.

"TG2BT?" What is that?
Is that a password?

- You're not a prince fan? It's an acronym.
- Ok.

Too good to be true.

On purple. That's interesting.

Compliments of Mr. Barret.

Ah, it's nice to see you here
for pleasure

rather than business, Mr. Logan.

Uh, it is for pleasure,
I take it?

Actually, I'm here on business.

I'm Tia Tremblay.
I'm a reporter.

Victoria Chan is my friend.

Ah, I see. And, um,
how is Victoria?

As good as one can be
in a coma.

I'd love to ask you
a few questions.

- Well, of course.
- Great! How about now?

Well, I'd love to, but right now
I have some investors waiting.

But please promise me you'll
schedule an appointment

with my personal assistant, hmm?

It's good to see you again.

- Enjoy the drinks.
- Cheers.

I guess he's not in
the mood to talk.

He sure lays on the charm,
doesn't he?

The decor, the atmosphere...

it's too good to be true.

Thank you for that.

Now you can leave
the investigating up to IIB.

This is my job.

Victoria knew something,
and now she's in a coma.

I'm not buying
Prince Charming's act one bit.

He's not the only one
with a motive, Tia.

What are you talking about?

Why didn't you tell me
that Victoria and Donovan were

- having an affair?
- Donovan, her editor?

- Yeah.
- 'Cause I had no idea.

I thought you knew.

I guess I didn't know her
as well as I thought.

There ya go. Come on, will!
There ya go! There ya go!

What are you doing here?

Ok. Thank you.

So, a jogger found the body
this morning.

Donovan's wallet was found in the ravine...
cash and credit cards were missing.

He lives like two blocks
from here, so Metro figures

he was out walking his dog
and then got mugged.

Or somebody wanted it to look that way.
There's no sign of a struggle.

And if he gave up
his valuables, why shoot him?

He was killed for more than
his wallet. Something's up here.

Two lovers,
one thrown off her balcony,

the other one shot
in the chest.

- Let's talk to his wife.
- Yeah.

I woke up this morning, and
there was this scratching sound.

It was our dog. He wanted in.

And you didn't notice that your
husband was gone all night?

Patrick often worked all night
in his study,

or he... he stayed at...
at the office.

He didn't come home often?

Not as often as I would
have liked.

You know your husband was having
an affair with Victoria Chan?

Yeah, I, um...

I found out recently.

This man came to our door.

Jarod Lucic.

He didn't tell me his name;
He just gave me

some photographs.

I confronted Patrick
when he came home.

It was... it was horrible.

Ok, you know how...
how this looks to us, right?

Your husband shot, Victoria
falling off of her balcony...

Patrick told me everything.

I mean, he begged
my forgiveness.

That's a really beautiful ring.

Looks new.
How many carats is that?

Three carats.

Patrick went overboard.

It was an apology

and a promise.

What the hell?

How's your arts-and-crafts
project coming?

Well, we've got most
of the notebook isolated.

Now we're just working on putting
together sentence fragments,

and once that's finished,
the real fun starts.

My cursive construction
software...

Will tell us exactly what was
in Victoria's notes.

Guys, come on, pick up the pace.
Let's get it together.

So, is our grieving widow
a suspect?

Well, I think
her grief is genuine.

- She wanted to work it out.
- So did he.

He got her a three-carat
apology ring.

I spoke to the woman
at the jewellery store.

It set him back $40,000.

- Forty grand?
- Yeah.

Editors don't make that kind of money.
Did we check his financials?

Yeah. Nothing was taken from his bank accounts.
It was paid for in cold, hard cash.

Forty K in cash?

Ok, so, look, Barret knows
that this negative article is

gonna be published, right?
What can he do to stop it?

You're suggesting
that he paid Donovan 40k

- to rewrite it.
- But for that kind of money,

you'd think the article would be
a little bit more flattering.

Maybe Victoria had something even
more incriminating on Barret.

- Why, do you have something?
- Tia found a note

in Victoria's office that said
Barret was too good to be true.

Which is maybe why Donovan
took Victoria's research.

What about our friend
Mr. Lucic?

Well, we know that
he showed up at Donovan's house

and showed his wife
those photos.

What about his alibi for the
night that Victoria was pushed?

He arrived at the pub
a little after 11.

Well, that would give him plenty of
time to show up at her apartment.

Bartender said he came in
ranting all the time

about how Victoria
and her editor ruined his life.

Maybe he tried to ruin theirs.

I'll have Metro
pick him up again.

So I showed the wife a
couple of pictures. Is that a crime?

- No, but stalking is.
- You hated Patrick, didn't you?

Yeah, I hated him.
That bastard printed slander,

which I beat in court. The way we
hear it, the victims were paid off.

You wanted to hurt Donovan
and Victoria.

Yeah, I did. And the beauty of them
having the bed sweats for each other

meant I could hurt them both
at the same time.

You see, the thing about revenge,
Jarod, is it's never enough.

But ruining his marriage
and making him break it off

with Victoria, that wasn't
enough for you, was it?

So you pushed Victoria
off her balcony.

That's crazy,
I didn't murder anyone.

And then you shot Donovan
in the chest to finish it off.

Ok, whoa.
Yeah, I wanted to hurt them,

but I didn't want to go to jail.
All right, they ruined my life

once already; I wasn't gonna
let them do it again.

He's twisted,
but he's not a murderer.

All right, something else
came up. Forensics called.

Patrick Donovan was killed
with a .22-caliber bullet.

Now, according to the gun
registry, Barret owns a .22.

- Ok, do we have a warrant?
- Ask and you shall receive.

Get me something I can use.

Hey.

Toby, it's me.
I'm at the hotel. Listen,

I've been talking to Barret's employees.
They're all shutting me down.

Well, that's not surprising.

Their boss is a suspect
in Victoria's fall.

Look, Tia, you gotta stay away
from Barret.

Stay away? Are you kidding me?

We're handling
the investigation.

It would be a lot safer
if you leave it to us.

Toby, I'm a reporter.
This is what I do.

Yeah, you're also
too personally involved.

I'm getting answers.

Apparently something's wrong
with Barret's finances.

Investors are starting to walk
away. I think that might be

what Victoria's story was
really about.

Now, listen, you don't want to
share information about the case,

I respect that, but I won't stop
chasing this story.

Tia's all over Barret.

There's something wrong
with his finances.

Well, let's find out
for ourselves.

That doesn't sound
like a business meeting.

- You got the password?
- Warrant.

Right here.

Thank you.

- Ok.
- Shareholder's meeting?

Oh... oh!

♪ Ah yeah ♪

I want to speak with
my lawyer.

- That's probably a good idea.
- ♪ ah yeah ♪

How's she doing?

The doctors seem hopeful.

How are you?

I just wish there was more
I could do.

I wish I could help take down
whoever did this to her.

We arrested Brad Barret
last night.

- You did?
- There's some evidence

that makes it look
like he might be involved.

We haven't interrogated him yet,
but he might be the kind of guy

we can't keep our hands on
for too long.

Listen, anything you need, let
me know, I'll be happy to help.

Tia, you're doing too much
already.

- What's that supposed to mean?
- You should back off.

I can't believe
I'm hearing this.

This guy might be responsible
for what happened

to Victoria and Patrick.
This is very dangerous.

This is my job,

Ok? I've done it for 10 years.
I can look after myself.

I don't want you getting hurt
for some good scoop.

This isn't about a scoop!

This is about a friend that
I respect and that I care about

who nearly died for this story.

So I owe it to her
to look into this.

Not if you get killed.

Please. Tia, back off. Tia...

I... I know what I'm doing.

That's a very interesting

business meeting that you were
having, Mr. Barret.

You had no legal right to come
into that room,

so without a warrant...
you have nothing.

Ah.

Well, actually,
we did have a warrant.

And as we speak, forensics is
going over a .22-caliber handgun

that we found in your room.
Now, that was the same caliber

- that was used to kill Donovan.
- Patrick Donovan?

Do you think I'd be so stupid as
to keep a murder weapon with me?

Look, I keep telling you,
I had nothing to do

with what happened
to him or that reporter.

You paid Donovan
to rewrite Victoria's article.

- I did no such thing.
- It had to be published;

otherwise Victoria would have
made a stink.

You just made sure that it made
as little damage as possible.

That is crazy.
I have nothing to hide.

Ah.

So, Victoria wasn't gonna write about
your cocaine and hooker parties?

Are these parties the reason
you're beginning

- to lose investors?
- Damn it, Martin!

Some investors have unreasonable
expectations.

They expect double digits
or they move on.

You can't please everyone.
It's all part of the business.

I need a word.

Forensics came back. Barret's
gun is not the murder weapon.

Ok. I can see why Victoria
called him "Too good to be true".

So, what, you think she was gonna write
about the drugs and prostitutes?

- I do.
- Well, with or without the gun,

we still have enough to hold him
until we find out more.

And I got a little read.

I think I got the first name
of an investor. Martin.

Last name Reynolds. Self-made
millionaire who made his fortune

- in the '90s real estate boom.
- Must have a nose for investment.

You think he smelt something bad and
pulled out of Barret's operation?

Maybe he's the missing
piece of the puzzle.

Do you think he's a suspect?

He's definitely
a person of interest.

- I'd say a little more than that.
- Ah.

The arts-and-crafts project. Now, from
what I've gathered from Victoria's

research, Reynolds was
a major investor

in Barret's empire.
It must have really hurt

- when he pulled out his capital.
- Let's track him down.

Mr. Reynolds. IIB.

We'd like to speak with you
about Brad Barret.

I really don't have time for this.
I have a meeting in a few minutes.

We'll keep it brief.

Please, let's stay warm.

Why did you leave
Barret properties?

I had some... difference
with one of the principals.

- Barret?
- I can't say.

This is a house of cards,
Levinson!

You said your piece.
Now go.

Levinson.

I won't confirm
that it was Levinson,

but I won't deny it either.

What was the issue between you
and Jay Levinson?

I'm sorry. I've already said
too much.

If you're withholding
information relevant

to this investigation, we can
charge you with obstruction.

Levinson manages a hedge fund
holding over $500 million.

He bought a big stake
in Barret properties

and paid for it in units
of his fund. If his fund tanks,

then Barret properties tumbles
like a house of cards.

- But his fund didn't tank.
- No, quite the opposite.

These figures just don't add up.
No fund can perform that well.

In my experience, if something is too
good to be true, it probably is.

What was in Barret who was too
good to be true was Levinson.

Did you tell Victoria Chan about
Levinson's investment scheme?

I may have leaked a file
or two before I signed my NDA.

She was convinced
that Barret was guilty

of some financial impropriety,

but he was simply oblivious.

I said just as much
to another journalist

- just this morning.
- Who's the other journalist?

Tia... something.

Tia Tremblay.
What did you tell her, exactly?

She said she was
working her way down

a list of investors,
looking for dirt on Barret.

She asked me about Levinson,

and I said he was worth
talking to.

I think he was next
on her list.

Dev, we need
a location for Tia.

Her cell's off, or maybe she's just
not taking my phone calls right now.

Ok. I'll triangulate her phone
and get her 20 to you.

- As quick as you can, Dev.
- Hey, guys, I finished my little project,

and you're never gonna guess who
Victoria's expose was about.

- We know. Jay Levinson.
- Way to steal my thunder,

Michelle. Thank you. But here's
something you may not know.

Victoria drilled down deeper
under Reynolds' suspicions

Now, some of the companies that are
investments aren't even real companies.

And a high-visibility investor like Barret's,
it makes the whole thing look real.

Ok, so Levinson would have
been ruined.

He was the one who bribed
Donovan to change the story.

Yeah, but that wasn't enough,
so he had to tie up loose ends,

so first goes Victoria,
and then Donovan.

Which explains why I didn't read
guilt off Barret... he didn't do it.

We're gonna need
Levinson's address.

He's staying at a suite
at Barret's hotel.

She could be with Levinson
right now.

- We don't know that, Toby.
- She has no idea he's the killer.

Hi, I'm Tia Tremblay.

I'm a friend and colleague of
Victoria Chan. I'm following up

on some research she did
for a recent article

about Brad Barret.
May I come in?

Of course. Always eager
to meet with the press.

All right.

Come on, Tia, pick up.

Guys, I triangulated
Tia's phone.

Bad news.
She's inside the hotel.

Get me hotel security, please.

I'm going to get them to search the
hotel, see if they can find her.

Ok.

Come on. Come on.

You caught me in the middle
of a late lunch.

- Some wine?
- No, thank you.

Ok, now, I haven't had the pleasure of
meeting Miss Chan, but I understand

- she was quite the journalist.
- Is. She's

- still alive.
- Forgive me.

Poor choice of words.

I did read her piece
on Barret, though.

more bark than bite.

You know, I agree. I think
there was more to that story.

I think that Victoria was
on to something much bigger.

Really? I'd be fascinated to hear what
grand mystery Victoria was on to.

There are some rumors

that some of the investors are
dissatisfied.

Dissatisfied with what,
exactly?

Well, I'm supposed to be asking
the questions, Mr. Levinson.

Is it true that there's been

some dissension among
Barret's investors?

You've been talking
to Reynolds.

I can't divulge my sources.

Of course not.

But I interrupted you.

You were about to share with me
what Victoria had uncovered.

You need to come with us.

Take us to Levinson.

Still nothing from Tia.

You seem reluctant
to share with me.

- You seem anxious to know.
- Anxious? Not anxious.

Just curious.

I have an emergency.

Really? I haven't
answered your questions.

You did.

And I have to go.
I need to go.

- Now.
- I'm still curious, though.

I'd really love to know what was
so terribly important to Victoria

that she'd throw herself
from a fourth-floor window.

How did you know
it was the fourth floor?

I don't remember that
being reported anywhere.

I suppose I found out
some other way.

Thank you for speaking to me,
Mr. Levinson. I have to go now.

So soon? I think that

you and I should just talk
a little more.

Ah! No.

Thank you.

It's Tia.

- Drop the knife!
- Can't do that.

Put down the knife down
or I put you down.

I've seen my partner drop
people from twice as far away.

Yeah, well, I'm calling
her bluff.

You don't want more blood
on your hands, Levinson.

What is this? The part where
you talk me off the ledge?

We know about Victoria.

- You can't buy me off like Patrick.
- Oh, yeah?

You don't know anything.

We know about Patrick Donovan
too.

You were waiting for him
in High Park. You shot him.

And the gun...

We found the gun in a garbage at the
entrance to the park. It's over.

Let her go
at the count of three

or my partner is gonna
drop you. One...

Two...
Ugh!

Oof!

Turn around.
On your stomach. Now.

You all right?

He fully tackled
the guy.

Ok, so what you're saying is you
brought a him to a knife fight?

No, no, no, Tia was the star
of the show. Really, she...

So, you brought a Tia to a knife fight?

The gun was recovered from the garbage can.
Thank you, Toby, as you predicted.

It was a black-market piece;

the serial numbers were
ground off, but a partial print

on a chambered bullet matches
Levinson's.

What's going on with Barret?

Well, Levinson's accounts have
been frozen,

his assets have been seized.
As he falls, so goes

the whole house of cards.
Barret's empire will tumble.

- Couldn't happen to a nicer fellow.
- A shame.

And, uh, guys. Good job.

You keeping vigil?

Relief is on the way. Her parents
have just landed from Shanghai.

- How is she?
- Well, the surgeon says,

with intensive therapy,
she should recover.

- That's great.
- Yeah.

It'll be a long road, but
if anyone can do it, she can.

She's a fighter.

She heard me.

- You feel better?
- Yeah. Much better, thank you.

Good.

Um, so, Toby,
this is kinda weird,

but, um, you said, when you were
talking Levinson down,

you said something
about the gun.

Yeah. What's weird
about that?

You knew it was in the garbage.

Yeah, I know the area.
It just seemed

like the most logical place
he'd have dumped the gun.

- So you're saying you bluffed?
- I bluffed.

- That accurately?
- I'm that good.

So, what do you really do
for the IIB? Just bluff?

Or do you really read faces?

Can you tell me
what I'm thinking right now?

You want a coffee...
Black, two sugars.

Not even close. I was thinking
that my boyfriend is gonna

take me out for a really nice
dinner tonight.

- See? I'm not that talented.
- Oh, no.

Oh. Ok.

Hey.