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Buenas�noches.
C�mo�estas?
Buenas�noches.
C�mo�estas?
Hola.
C�mo�estas?
Muy�bien.
Y�t�?
Hola.�Como�estas?
Muy�bien. Y�t�?
Que�pasa...
d There's�something in�the�shadows d
Oh,�my�god!
- Phone!�Phone! - Call�9-1-1!
I�was�out�dancing,�I�needed to�top�up�my�electrolytes.
By�burning�my�kitchen�down?
I�was�making�mac�and�cheese.
I...�may�have�fallen�asleep.
Go�back�to�bed,�okay?
I'll�air�the�place�out,
I'll�make�us�breakfast�later.
So�you�can�finish burning�my�place�to�the�ground?
I�don't�think�so.
Mm...�wah!
Fine.
I'll�make�us�saltine�crudit�.
Like�old�times.
Great.
Whoo!
I�love�my�brother,
but�I�can't�stand any�more�of�his�help.
Well,�at�least you�have�somebody.
I�wouldn't�take�that for�granted.
How's�it�going with�your�husband?
Arjun�wants�a�divorce.
I'm�sorry.
Do�you�still�love�him?
Do�you�know�anything about�plaster?
I�feel�like�I�might�be out�of�my�depth.
You�didn't�answer�my�question.
Nope.
I�did�not.
Oh...
how�are�you�doing�with getting�back�on�the�job?
I�don't�know, I�asked�Bennett�for�a�meeting.
I�heard�they�promoted�Leo,
so�maybe they�don't�even�need�me.
Mm-mm.
Leo�didn't�solve�an�abduction and�two�murders
in�the�last�month.
Bennett�has�to�take�you�back.
I�loved�that�job,�though, you�know,
even�when�it�made�me�crazy.
So,
what's�next�for�us�today?
Uh...�a�session�with�Mia.
You�want�some�backup?
Nah.
She�thinks�apps�like�EyesUp
just�make�me�depend�more on�other�people.
Of�course.
Yeah,�I'll�catch�you�later.
All�right, slow�down,�Tess.
- I�got�it. - I'm�athletic,�all�right?
Oh!
Sorry.
I'm�sorry,�I'm�sorry,�I�know.
I�shouldn't�laugh,
but�I'm�a�sucker for�a�pratfall.
It's�a�nice�break
from�your "perfect�blind�girl" �pitch.
Right,�still�not�sold,�huh?
I�like�EyesUP.
It�works�for�me.
If�that�means I'm�not�some�perfect
low-vision�role�model...
Nothing's�perfect.
Right,�take�constant�contact,
great�for�speed
and�smooth�surfaces,
but�crappy�when�it�comes to�cracks�and�rough�terrain.
That's�why�you've�also got�to�learn
the�two-point�touch
and�the�diagonal�touch,
two�essential�cane�techniques.
You�really�like�your�jargon, don't�you?
Look,�all's�I'm�saying�is
disability�apps can�stand�in�the�way
of�learning�real�skills.
Look,�Mia,�I�was�a�cop,�okay?
I'm�used�to�having�a�partner.
Someone�that...
- Here. - Thank�you.
You�two�gals�need�any�help?
No,�no,�we're�all�good, thank�you.
My�uncle�has�glaucoma, so�I�get�it.
Okay.
Right,�next�time,�fun�stuff,
makeup�hacks, dancing�in�heels.
Oh,�that�sounds�great.
How�about�after�that, I�take�you�to�the�gun�range?
See�you�later.
All�right.
EyesUP, how�may�I�assist?
Hey,�Sunny,�it's�me.
Hey,�Tess.
All�right,�come�on,�Wilbur.
Says,�"missed�you�at�brekkie.
Leftover�saltine�crudit� in�the�fridge."
Did�he�really�think you�could�read�that?
Well,�that's�my�brother.
If�it's�not�about�him,
he's�not�thinking�at�all.
I�shudder�to�ask,
but�what�exactly is� "saltine�crudit�"?
Crackers�topped�with
the�least-expired�condiment in�the�fridge.
Call�from�Jake�Campbell.
Here�we�go!
- Call�from... - This�is�it!
Good�news.
Bennett�wants�to�see�me?
Yeah,�act�surprised when�he�calls.
You're�too�valuable�to�us,
and�we�don't�believe
your�condition has�to�be�a�barrier.
Bottom�line,
we�want�back in�the�Tess�Avery�business.
Great.
When�do�I�start?
As�soon�as we're�set�up�for�you.
You're�going�to�love your�new�work�station.
Work�station?
It's�in�an�accessible�section of�the�building�downstairs.
It�has�largeprint�monitors, screen�readers,
voice-activated�phones,
but�I�know�you�want to�stay�active,�so...
you'll�be�seconding�Kiros on�the�Fairview�B&Es.
He's�terrific.
The�way�he's�working through�his�hearing�loss
is�an�inspiration.
Sir,�I�don't�really�don't�need all�that�stuff.
I�get�around�just�fine with�my�own�tech.
What�tech?
It's�called�EyesUP.
Trained�professional�guides,
vetted,�with�signed�N.D.A.s.
It's�really�no�different
than�bringing�along any�other�consultant.
How�do�you�expect this�is�gonna�work?
You�can't�roam�crime�scenes like�you�used�to.
Respectfully,�sir,
since�I�left, I�have�saved�Jake's�life,
and�solved�more�murders than�Leo�in�his...
Leo...
Avery,�you�miss�me�much?
Sorry�to�interrupt,
but�Olivia�Banks'�father is�camped�out�in�the�lobby.
Again? We�already�talked�to�him.
He�came�to�pick�up his�da.
Says�he's�not�leaving till�we�find�her�killer.
Tell�him�we're�still�on�it,
and�move�him�out.
Gently.
I�need�you�elsewhere.
Tess,�you�have�to�understand...
I�came�here�for�my�old�job,
and�what�you're�offering�me
is�a�waste�of�my�skills,
and�you�know�it.
It's�not�ideal,
but�it's�about�liability.
You've�been�lucky�so�far,
but�the�way�you�go�at�it,
I�can't�let�you�jeopardize your�own�safety.
Ten�years�I�wore�that�badge,
and�I�understood�the�risks.
Nothing's�changed.
With�respect,�Tess, everything�has�changed.
We're�trying�our�best�here.
Sir...
it's�me,�okay?
I'm�still�here.
I'm�still�your�best.
I�can�do�this.
Why�can't�you�see�that?
I'm�sorry�we�misunderstood each�other,
but�I�am�offering�you�a�job.
Let�me�guess,
that�did�not�go�well?
They're�moving�me to�some�other�wing
like�I�don't�even�belong anymore.
Did�you�know�about�this?
Of�course,�I�didn't�know...
No,�all�right,
but�the�reality�is...
Ah,�you�too.
Li�came�in�with�a�case.
Banks...�something, I�don't�know.
Bennett�back-burnered�it.
Tell�me�what�you�know.
Olivia�Banks.
Delivery�driver murdered�on�her�rounds.
We�got�no�witnesses, no�CCTV�footage,
we�got�a�tire�iron found�on�the�scene,
wiped�clean...
and�we've�tried�everything.
We�interviewed�family, co-workers,
all�alibis�are�rock�solid.
It's�basically�unsolvable.
Wait... Are�we�gonna�talk�about�this?
I'm�all�talked�out.
Nod�to�your�right.
You're�not... taking�his�offer,�are�you?
Okay,�do�you�see an�older�guy�anywhere?
He'll�look�out�of�place,
probably�carrying�a�box.
Scan�side�to�side�for�me.
Oh,�got�him.�Your�10:00.
He's�heading�out�the�door.
Ten�paces, and�then�you're�clear.
Mr.�Banks?
I�wanted�to�offer my�condolences.
I'm�sorry�you�haven't�gotten more�answers
about�what�happened to�your�daughter.
You�another�damned�detective?
He's�looking�at�the�box.
Tess�Avery.
Are�those�Olivia's�things?
Mostly�silly�stuff.
Olivia�was�a�dreamer.
She�was�hoping�to�do a�hospitality�degree�in�Spain.
When�my�wife�died,
she�stayed�to�help�me pay�the�bills.
Sounds�like you�raised�her�right.
She�spent�her�last�days in�a�stinking�van,
delivering�other�people's�crap.
You�know�what,
why�don't�you�give�me your�number,
and�let�me�see�what�I�can�do.
What�was�that�about?
You�didn't�accept Bennett's�offer.
I'm�going�to�prove�to�him that�EyesUP�works.
You're�gonna�solve the�unsolvable�crime?
I'm�not�gonna�solve�it.
We�are.
I�just�don't�want�to�be arrested�along�the�way.
It's�not�hacking,
we�are�accessing Jake's�case�files
with�a�password he�hasn't�changed
in�a�decade.
Honestly,�he�could�use�a�lesson in�cyber-security.
Okay.
I'm�in.
Olivia�Banks�was�found
at�the�back�of�her�delivery�van
in�the�wealthy�suburb of�Wyndam�Falls.
They're�calling�it suspected�robbery.
Driver�camera�in�the�cab
and�cargo�camera�were�pulled.
What�does�the�M.E.�report�say?
Defensive�wounds on�Olivia's�arms.
Cause�of�death "Blunt�Force�Trauma."
Yeah,�there's�not�much�more to�report.
You�know,�it's�odd that�they�didn't�do�more.
Well,�in�most�robberies,
the�perpetrator�has no�connection�to�the�victim.
No�pattern,
basically�impossible�to�solve.
So,�what�makes�you�so�sure
that�we're�going�to�find something�that�they�didn't?
I'm�not,
but�Bennett�is�basing�this on�an�assumption,
and�I'm�not�a�fan of�assumptions.
Like�the�way�they�assume
a�blind�woman can't�do�her�job�anymore?
Not�blind,�but...
yeah,
which�is�why�we�need�to�get to�the�crime�scene.
Tess...
I�thought�we�were�leaving the�Banks�case�on�the�vine.
Yeah,�I'm�just�taking a�second�look.
If�I�were�you,
I'd�spend�less�time second�guessing,
and�more�time�prepping.
I'm�on�it.
20�paces�ahead�of�you is�where�they�found�the�van.
You�can�still�see the�chalk�marks.
So�Olivia's�body was�found�inside,
the�van�was�still�running.
Going�theory
is�that�someone�passing�by saw�an�open�truck
full�of�valuable�goods
and�just�decided�to�capitalize.
But�why�kill�her?
Maybe�she�saw�their�face.
If�she'd�been�run�off�the�road,
there�would�have�been skid�marks.
What�I�want�to�know
is�why�she�stopped in�the�middle�of�nowhere.
Here,�do�a�scan.
Shrubs,�trees,�brush.
Keep�panning.
Stop.
The�grass�is�trampled�up�ahead.
Go�ten�paces�forward.
Why�would�she�stop�here?
She�could�have�been�a�smoker.
Well,�it�tracks.
Olivia�had�a�lighter on�her�dashboard.
Do�you�see�any�butts?
Um...
Five�paces�ahead.
There's�a�few by�your�right�foot.
Some�have�lipstick�on�them.
Different�filters,�too.
- Popular�place. - Mm-hmm.
What's�this?
A�receipt for�Bright�'n'�Fresh?
Mouthwash?
They're�caffeine�pills.
Jake�and�I�used�to�use�them all�the�time�during�stakeouts.
So�do�truckers,
delivery�drivers...
Yeah,�but�Olivia's fellow�employees
were�interviewed,
and�none�of�them�said that�this�place�was�special.
They�probably�wanted�to�keep their�little�pitstop�a�secret.
Call�us�a�ride.
Where�to?
I�don't�see how�you're�going�to�get�in
without�presenting�as�a�cop.
Oh,�we're�not�going�inside.
Homicide�already�interviewed the�other�drivers.
So�then�why�are�we�here?
Because�nobody�tells�the�truth in�front�of�their�boss.
We�gotta�get�'em
when�their�guard�is�down.
We�know�they�like�caffeine.
Where's�the�nearest�coffee�shop?
Isn't�it a�little�bit�manipulative,
to�be�posing�as�blind?
Well,�how�do�you�think cops�get�information,
by�saying� "pretty�please"?
Anyway,�as�for "posing" �as�blind...
So,�now�you�are�blind?
What�about�insisting that�you�can�still�see?
What... You�don't�e?
The�whole�point�of�the�cane
is�that�I�can�go�it�alone.
Just�right�for�the�jugular.
Sunny...
No,�it's�okay.
It's�just,�if�you�get your�old�job�back...
then�that�means that�I'm�out�of�mine.
Right? Which�is�good.
I'm�training�wheels.
- No,�you're-you're�not. - You're...
It's�okay.
Hey.
Don't�just�stand�there talking�to�yourself,
it's�a�bad�look.
- Oh,�slow�down,�slow�down! - I�got�this.
Oh,�oh,�sorry,�so�sorry.
Are�you�okay?
- Sorry. - Engage�him.
He�works�for�Dash�N�Ship.
Geez,�I-I�feel�like�an�idiot,
I'm�sorry�about�that. Um,�uh...
You�know,�I�was�here to�help�a�friend
prep�for�a�job�interview
at�a�delivery�company.
Dash...�something?
But�I-I�think I�got�the�date�wrong.
Well,�you're�in�good�company.
I�still�write�last�year's�date on�everything.
Well...
it�was�a�good�year,
maybe�should�do�it�over�again.
She's�got�game�now.
Can�I�buy�you�a�coffee?
I�deliver�for�Dash�N�Ship,
So�I�can�share�some�tips for�your�friend.
I�mean,�if�you�like.
Um...
I�feel�like you�should�know
that�he's�a�real�hottie.
Give�me�one�person
who's�actually�named after�a�planet.
Uh,�Venus�Williams,
Freddie�Mercury,�Bruno�Mars, Pluto�the�dog...
Jupiter�puts
everyone�at�work
through�a�planetary third�degree.
Mid�40s,
needs�to�moisturize.
Well,�if�this�is�what�it's�like to�work�at�Dash�N�Ship,
my�friend is�really�going�to�love�it.
It's�a�good�crew,
if�you�don't�mind a�little�hard�work.
And�having�five�cameras�on�you at�all�points.
Can't�even�drink�coffee in�the�van
without�an�infraction.
Tess,�this�is�KD�and�Ania.
They�like�to�exaggerate.
It's�the�truth,�Jupe.
Delivery�quotas�are�impossible, hours�endless.
Once�I�was�called�into�work while�I�was�still�at�work.
Whoa.
Well,�my�friend really�needs�a�job,
but�to�be�honest, I'm�worried�about�her�safety.
I�saw�on�the�news
about�that�driver that�got�killed?
Ooh...
you�hit�a�nerve.
Oh,�I'm-I'm�sorry.
I�didn't�mean to�upset�you�guys.
- I... - Uh...�We,�um...
all�knew�Olivia.
Just�can't�believe�it�happened
on�her�route,�you�know?
Very�bougie�area.
Well,�Olivia�didn't�always have�the�best�luck.
That's�not�fair,�Ania.
Uh,�what�do�you�mean?
Let's�just�say
her�customers�didn't�always get�their�packages.
Huh.
Uh...
Could�I�maybe�get�your�number?
Too�forward?
Um...
It�was�really�nice meeting�you.
Yeah,�you�too.
Oh,�my�gosh!
Did�you�check your�horoscope�today?
Because�Jupiter is�all�up�in�your�house.
I�was�working�the�case.
Uh-huh,�yeah.
You�were�workin'�it�all�right.
I'm�just�telling�you, he's�got�something.
Why�don't�you�date�him?
I�think�we've�established
that�my�love�life is�something�of�a�shambles.
Speaking�of�which, you�didn't�answer
when�I�asked if�you�still�love�your�husband.
Do�you�even�want�to�be in�this�relationship�anymore?
Arjun�is�my�last�connection to�the�outside�world.
Mm...�I�don't�believe�that.
I'll�bet�plenty�of�people come�to�your�door.
- You�just�need�to�let�'em�in. - Yeah.
Well,
my�divorce�papers�are�ashes.
So�have�him�resend�them.
Give�yourself�a�fresh�start.
Can�we�please�stick�to�murder?
Okay.
What�do�we�know?
We�know that�Olivia's�remote�pitstop
was�used�by�other�Dash�N�Ship delivery�drivers.
And�packages�went�missing off�Olivia's�route,
probably�taken�from�porches.
Swiping�packages off�of�doorsteps
can�be�risky.
Maybe�they�went�straight to�the�source�instead.
And�killed�her?
That's�a�stretch for�a�porch�pirate.
We'd�need�door�cam�footage,
records�of�Olivia's past�deliveries...
Hey,�excuse�me,�uh, change�of�destination?
Chastanet�College.
No,�no,�no�way, not�a�chance.
- My... - "Hacker�days�are�over,
I'm�on�the�tenure�track."
I�know,�I�know.
Then�why�are�you�here?
For�a�tiny�little�bit�of�recon.
Payback�for�the�time that�porch�pirate
stole�your�score-card�editor.
Source-code�editor.
Philistine.
Why�not�just�go�to�the�police?
'Cause�they've�moved�on.
Tess,�just�tell�him the�real�reason.
Also...
I�gotta�stick�it�to�Bennett.
You�know,�I�knew
she�would�con�you�into�it.
Yeah,�well,�I�got an�old�score�to�settle.
Okay,�yup,�this�is�good.
Dash�N�Ship�uses�AI to�track�the�time�of�delivery,
the�location,
and�even the�speed�of�their�vans.
I�could�use�message�boards
to�map�the�thefts over�the�last�six�months.
This�is�Olivia's�route.
Now�look�what�happens
when�I�overlay�them�both.
They�intersect.
So�either�Olivia had�very�bad�luck...
Or�she�was�in�on�it.
Or�she�was�targeted.
Either�way,�it�could�explain
why�they�chose�the�crime�scene so�carefully.
So�Maybe�they�follow�Olivia
on�her�routes
and�then�grab the�juicier�packages,
get�greedy,�and�just�decide to�rob�the�actual�truck?
Or�she�got�wise and�confronted�them.
Can�we�find�out
where�the�stolen�packages are�going?
Probably,
but�if�we're�going to�catch�a�fish,
we're�gonna�need�the�right�bait.
Inside is�everything�that�we�need
to�ID�this�sucker.
We�have�a�dummy�laptop,
GPS�tracker
and�enough�rainbow�glitter for�a�pride�parade.
If�these�guys were�following
Olivia's�truck,
we�can't�just�plant�them.
So�we�send�them through�Dash�N�Ship,
and�the�pirates steal�the�packages.
Yeah,�and�our�tracker
will�lead�us to�their�headquarters,
where�we�can�then�go�and...
We�will�sit�tight and�watch�from�a�distance.
There's�been�one�murder�already.
Okay.
Call�from�Jake�Campbell.
So�you're�reconsidering Bennett's�offer?
What�makes�you�think�that?
Oh,�nothing,�just�the�fact
that�you're�looking�into the�Olivia�Banks�case.
The�department misread�this�one,�even�you.
You�know�what's�crazy,
I�had�almost�forgotten
how�incredibly�incompetent we�all�are
without�you�there
to�remind�us.
Jake,�that�is�not�what�I�meant.
You�don't�have�to�prove anything�to�me,�Tess,
okay?
Nobody�thinks�outside�the�box better�than�you.
You�just�have�to�prove to�Bennett
that�you�are�not�a�liability.
So�I�am�asking�you,
pretty�please,
slow�down,�have�some�faith.
Like�Bennett�has�in�me?
Our�last�package�is�online.
All�right.
So,�what�if some�poor�homeowner�opens�one
and�then�gets a�face�full�of�glitter?
I�had�them�delivered�to�places that�are�unoccupied.
That�way,�we�only�bait our�pirates.
So,�uh,�now�we�wait?
Welcome�to�the�wonderful�world of�stakeouts.
One�percent�action,
99%...
donuts.
Gimme�one.
We�got�a�bite.
Let's�go.
Two�of�our�packages are�at�20311�Deacon.
Small�bungalow�up�the�street,
no�garage.
Big�hedge�by�the�front�window.
Any�spot for�the�camera,�Sunny?
I'll�check.
You�stay�in�the�car.
Wait,�no,�no,�no...
I've�got�Sunny.
And�no�one's�going�to�mess with�a�blind�girl.
All�right,�tell�me what�you�see.
Lights�are�off.
All's�quiet.
Get�me�to�a�window.
It's�ten�paces�forward.
I�thought�we�were setting�up�cameras?
Now�we're�looking�in�windows?
Lights.
You�need�to�move�now.
Oh...
I�was�hoping�Rui would�bring�friends�home.
Those�aren't my�friends,�Grandma.
Uh,�looks�like our�porch�pirate's�a�kid.
But�instead�you're�really�a... a�what?
A�porch�pilot?
I-I�know�you're�upset,
but�we're�not�here
because�Rui�was�stealing.
A�delivery�driver was�killed�three�weeks�ago,
and�she�worked�the�area that�you�took�packages�from.
Her�name�was...
Olivia.
How�did�you�know�her,�Rui?
I'd�use�my�bike�to�follow�her,
and�snatch�the�packages
after�she�dropped�them�off.
She�caught�me�once,
but�she�let�me�go with�a�warning.
You're�returning everything�you�stole.
I�was�at�Badminton when�she�died.
Yeah,�that�tracks.
The�school�website puts�him�at�a�tournament
the�night�of.
When�did�you�learn that�Olivia�had�died,�Rui?
The�next�day.
I�went�to�where she�took�her�breaks.
We�had�become�kinda�like... friends.
Police�were�everywhere.
The�last�time�you�saw�her?
A�couple�nights�before�that.
Did�you�see�anything�unusual?
She�was�arguing�with�someone
inside�of�a�silver�car
with,�like, green�lights�underneath.
I�didn't�see�who,
but�it�seemed�pretty�intense.
We�have�no�leads.
I�guess�there�are a�lot�of�people
with�silver�cars,
but�the�lights have�got�to�be�rare.
Under-glows�are�illegal on�public�roads,
but�since�our�perp was�never�caught...
They're�impossible�to�track.
What�are�we�missing?
Yeah,�not�a�lot.
Our�killer�got�lucky.
A�little�too�lucky.
He�pulled�over at�Olivia's�rest�spot,
and�pulled�out the�right�two�cameras.
Two�cameras?
The�driver-facing�camera in�the�cab,
and�the�cargo�camera in�the�back.
That�kid�at�the�coffee�shop,
KD?
He�said�there�were�five�cameras.
Where�are�the�others?
So�there's�two�side�cameras on�the�outside,
and�a�forward-facing�camera in�the�cab...
a�street�view.
You�know,�it's�strange that�the�others�were�left.
If�it�was�me, I'm�ripping�them�all�out.
Unless�you're a�Dash�N�Ship�driver,
in�which�case,�you�know exactly�which�ones�to�pull.
Mm-mm.
The�police�report�said
that�all�the�drivers had�completed�their�routes
that�night.
Olivia's�co-workers�are�alibied.
Matt�mapped�Olivia's�route.
Do�you�still�have�access to�that�info?
Can�we�track the�other�drivers?
Okay,�I'm�comparing the�routes�now.
They�all�have�gaps in�the�exact�same�location.
Let�me�guess,
the�pitstop where�Olivia�was�attacked?
It�was�out�of�range.
She�stopped�there for�a�smoke�break
because�she�knew that�her�tracker
would�be�offline.
It�was�the�only�place
where�she�could�go for�a�rest�break
without�her�company�knowing.
If�the�other�drivers knew�about�that�spot,
there�would�be�a�chunk�of�time
where�they�were unaccounted�for,
even�if�they�completed their�routes.
Mm-hmm.
I'm�calling�Jupiter.
It's�time�for�a�date.
Okay...
Does�this�say date�at�Dairy�Zone?
Um...
more�like�a�blind�date.
I�see�what�you�did�there.
It's�buttoned�wrong.
Oh,�so�I�can't�even�dress myself�for�a�date�anymore.
I�didn't�mean�to�criticize.
I�don't�know,
maybe�a�few�fashion�faux�pas
will�help�build�my�cover with�Jupiter.
Cover?
Playing�blind.
Okay,�last�time�we�had an�ethics�debate,
your�point�was that�you�are�blind.
So...
now�you're�not?
I�am.�I...
Mia�would�love to�hear�me�say�that�out�loud.
Yay,�Mia.
Mia,�Mia,�Mia...
- I�love�Mia! - Okay,�Miss�Mature.
Aw,�Tess,�I'm�just�jealous.
She's�teaching�you�to�be independent�and�self-reliant,
and�when�she's�done, you�won't�need�me.
Especially
when�we�solve�this�crime,
and�you�get�your�old�job�back.
What�do�you�mean?
You�really�think
that�the�homicide�department
is�going�to�want some�random�New�Yorker
joining�in�on�cases?
Someone's�at�my�door.
Hang�on.
Text�from�Jupiter.
Jupiter�is�waiting�downstairs.
Okay,�wait,�wait,�wait,
I'm�so�sorry, I'm�sorry�that�I...
I'll�be�fine�on�my�own.
We�can�catch�up�later.
Just�answer�it.
It'll�be�nice�to�have a�few�minutes�of�independence.
Hey.�Hi.
Hi.
A�package�from�an� "Arjun"?
My�husband.
Oh,�you're�married?
Not�for�long.
It's�divorce�papers.�It...
I'm�sorry,�uh...�it's�really none�of�my�business.
Just�gotta... need�you�to�sign�that�one.
There's�a�little extra�security�for�that.
Whoa,�jeez.
All�they�need to�complete�that�picture
is�a�set�of�truck�nuts.
The...
cheesy�lighting.
You�know�about�truck�nuts?
Your�chariot�awaits.
Thank�you.
Under-glows.
All�set?
Rum�raisin,�here�I�come.
Tess?
Tess,�can�you�hear�me?
I�knew�you�were�too�old�for�me.
Tess,�Tess...
I�hope�it�wasn't too�much�trouble.
Ah,�somebody's�always�looking to�pick�up�extra�shifts,�so...
it's�all�good.
So,�uh...
ice�cream�choice
says�everything�you�need�to�know about�a�person.
Okay,
then�what�does�Tiger�Tail say�about�you?
That�they�were out�of�Caramel�Crunch.
We,�uh,�taking�the�long�way back�to�my�place?
Actually,�I�wanted�to�take�you to�my�favourite�lookout�spot.
You�can�check�out�the�city.
Not�much�coverage�out�here.
Right.
No,�no,�no,�no,�no,�no,�no.
Oh,�my�God.
How�could�I�let�this�happen?
Come�on,�Tess,�pick�up. Pick�up,�pick�up,�pick�up.
Tess,�Tess,�get�out�of�the�car!
It's�Jupiter.
He�did�it.
Metro�Police, what's�your�emergency?
Kind�of�weird
taking�a�blind�girl to�a�lookout.
True,
but�trust�me...
it's�a�special�place.
You�have�one�new�message.
- Tess!�Tess! - Get�out�of�the�car!
It's�Jupiter!
He�did�it!
Maybe�we�should�get�back.
It's�getting�cold.
We're�almost�there.
It'll�be�worth�it.
I�promise.
Abduction�in�progress,
victim�described�as�female,
dark-hair,
slim,�tall,
has�a�white�cane.
Suspect is�a�Dash�N�Ship�employee,
last�seen�at�Langley�Dairy�Zone
in�a�silver�sedan,
underglow�lights.
Dammit,�Tess.
This�is�it.
No�one�ever�comes�out�here,
but�you�can�see the�whole�harbour
from�this�spot.
So...
you�take�all�the�blind�girls to�the�lookout�spot?
Yeah,�I�know,
but�it�ain't�about�the�view.
Do�you�feel�the�breeze?
Hear�the�waves?
I�bet�it's�a�nice�place to�de-stress�after�work.
Yeah.
Things�have�been,�um,�intense.
Because�of�Olivia?
Uh...
Before�everything,�we�had�fun.
Me,�Olivia,�KD,�Ania,
we'd�hang�out,�go�to�dinner...
We�even�had�a�lottery�pool.
Not�anymore�though.
It'd�be�in�bad�taste.
Why?
Last�month,
it�was�Olivia's�turn to�play�our�numbers,
but�she�forgot to�get�the�ticket.
And�guess�which�numbers came�up�that�week?
Oh,�wow.
How�much�would�you�have�won?
My�share�would�have cleared�my�debt,
bought�me�security,
downpayment�on�a�house.
That�sounds�rough.
I�gotta�get�something from�the�trunk.
Uh...�don't�move,�okay?
I'll�just...
We're�really�close�to�the�edge.
Drop�the�weapon!
What,�d-do�you�mean the�hot�chocolate?
Take�him�down�to�the�station for�questioning,�come�on.
- You�okay? - You�all�right?
No,�I'm�fine.
Did�he�hurt�you?
I'm�fine.�No. How�did�you�find�me?
A�mystery�call�to�the�station
put�you�at�a�Dairy�Zone
in�a�silver�sedan with�underglows.
Witnesses�saw�you�headed�west.
Traffic�cams picked�you�up�from�there.
Wait,�wait...
You're�a�cop?
And�you're�a�suspect in�the�Olivia�Banks�murder.
He�lost�out�on�millions 'cause�of�her.
That-that's�not�true.
Olivia�was�my�friend,
I�wouldn't�hurt�her.
Then�why�was�she�seen�arguing
with�the�driver�of�this�car
right�before�she�was�murdered?
Is�this why�you�went�out�with�me?
Answer�the�question.
I-I�don't�have�a�car.
I�wanted�to�impress�you, so�I...
borrowed�a�co-worker's�ride.
Whose?
Are�you�serious?
I�just�cracked�the�case.
I'm�trying�to�get�you�into Bennett's�good�books,
and�you�are�fighting�me every�single�step.
- Fighting�you? - Yes!
If�you�guys�had�dug�deeper into�Olivia's�co-workers,
you�would�have�seen they�had�motive.
You�would�have�known
that�Ania�is�the�owner of�that�car,�not�Jupiter.
Okay,�yeah,�Jupiter,
the�suspect that�you�allowed�to�drive�you
into�the�middle�of�nowhere.
I�got�this,�Jake.
Oh,�yeah,
allow�me�to�take�some�notes from�the�pro�here.
You�know�if�Jupiter�was�our�guy,
you'd�be�in�his�trunk right�now.
How�many�times do�I�have�to�prove�myself?
Would�you�just�hurry�up?
Ania's�shift�is�ending.
We�can�still�get�her at�the�depot.
Okay,�there�is�no� "we" �here.
God,�I�swear,�I'd�cuff�you in�the�back�right�now
if�it�was�legal.
Come�on,�you�know I�would�take�you�down
before�you�got�those�cuffs near�me.
Who�would�do�the�driving?
Tess?�Tess!
God,�I-I�thought�I�lost�you!
I�really�thought�you�were�dead.
I'm�still�on�the�case, thanks�to�you.
You're�welcome.
Suspect�is�on�the�move.
No,�no,�no.
You�stay�put,�I�mean�it.
Sunny,�I�need�eyes.
What�do�you�see?
Jake's�running into�the�building�after�Ania.
Wait...
I�think�she's�getting�away.
She�came�out�the�side�door,
she�went�down�a�passageway.
Call�Jake.
He�left�his�phone�here.
Sunny,�get�me�to�her.
I�don't�think this�is�a�good�idea.
Do�it,�Sunny.
Okay,�she�went�down this�passageway,
but�I�can't�see�how�far.
I'm�turning�on�night�vision.
Hey,�what�the�hell are�you�doing�here?
Look,�for�a�second�I�thought we�understood�each�other.
She�moved behind�the�dumpster.
Directly�in�front�of�you.
Jake,�she�just�hid behind�the�dumpster.
How�can�you�tell?
Echolocation. I'm�like�a�bat.
Okay,�look,
I've�met�her.
I�can�talk�to�her,
distract�her
while�you�go around�the�other�side.
Go,�just�do�it.
Ania?�It's�Tess.
She�stepped�out from�behind�the�dumpster.
We�met�with�Jupiter.
Stay�back,�or�I'll�shoot.
No�gun.
Just�a�box-cutter.
Look...
we�can�figure�this�out,�okay?
I�know�Olivia�let�you�down...
No,�you�don't�know�anything.
I�know�about the�lottery�ticket,
how�devastating that�must�have�been,
how�angry it�must�have�made�you�feel.
She�let�us�believe we'd�be�rich.
I�know�what�it's�like
to�feel�like you've�lost�everything.
No,�you�don't�get�it.
I�mean,�I�spent�days�thinking that�my�life�would�change.
I�bought�a�stupid�fancy�car,
thinking�that�I�would�actually get�out�of�here
and�be�somebody.
And�she�took�all�of�that�away.
Tess,�she's�got�the�blade to�her�throat.
Look,�just,�just... just�tell�me�what�happened.
I�wanted�to�talk,
ask�her�why�she�lied,
and�do�you�know�what�she�said?
"Sorry.
There's�nothing�I�can�do."
Do�you�know�how�many�times I�have�heard�that?
You�got�angry.
I�get�it,�anybody�would.
No,�I�lost�it, and�I�grabbed�a�tire�iron,
and�I�hit�her,�and�she�dropped.
It�was�an�accident.
I�just�wanted�a�better�life.
He's�got�her.
It's�okay,�it's�okay.
It's�okay.
Drop�it,�drop�it.
Shh,�shh...-
You�did�it,�Tess.
If�you're�looking for�silverware,
the�best�I�got is�some�plastic�spoons.
Oh,�just�as�I've�bought�you the�finest�groceries
that�very�little�money�can�buy.
Um...
Are�you�feeling�okay?
I'm...�happy�you're�here.
Sorry�if�I�don't�always�say�it.
I'm�just�not�used�to�having people�in�my�space.
The�feeling�is�mutual.
Lucas,�again?�Really?
Why�don't�you�just fry�up�some�lighter�fluid?
Oh,�uh,�before�I�forget,
this�was�left�for�you on�your�front�stoop.
You're�lucky someone�didn't�swipe�it.
Come�on,�open�it�up.
Silk.
Hold�it�up,�let's�see�it.
Oh...
wow.
Did�you�finally�get�a�stylist?
Is�he�single?
Sunny.
Okay,�you've�got�this.
Just�take�a�breath.
You�ready?
I'm�ready.
Tell�me�when�it's�done.
It's�done.
My�divorce�is�official.
To�new�chapters.
Thanks,�by�the�way, for�the�jumpsuit.
According�to�Lucas, it�suits�me.
Well, it's�my�parting�gift�to�you.
Who�said�anything about�parting�ways?
Oh,�Tess.
I'm�not�an�idiot.
You're�going to�go�back�to�the�force,
and�you�won't�be�allowed to�take�me�along,
and�pretty�soon, you�won't�even�need�me,
thanks�to�Mia's�lessons.
It�was�fun�while�it�lasted.
Look,�Sunny...
you're�more�than�an�app.
You're�my�partner.
So...
I�hope�you're�willing to�stick�around?
How�is�that�even�gonna�happen?
I�mean,�officially?
Well,�officially,�you're�tech.
Just�leave�the�rest�to�me.
Gotta�admit,
I�never�thought�I'd�see Olivia�Banks'�name�in�black,
but�I�can't�see how�this�is�gonna�work
in�any�official�capacity.
What�if�I�wasn't�official?
"Civilian�Consultant"?
Other�departments�have�them.
It's�a�way�around�the�red�tape.
You�want�to�stay�in�Homicide.
I�want�to�stay�in�the�field,
with�full�autonomy,
solving�cases�my�own�way,
especially�the�tough�ones.
My�tools,�my�tech.
And�what�if�I�don't�accept?
Then�I'm�gonna�keep
dancing�circles around�your�people
on�my�own�time.
At�least�if�I�work�with�you,
your�team�gets�the�credit.
You�sure�you�want�this,�Tess?
To�do�my�job?
That's�all�I've�ever�wanted.
Then�it's�a�deal.
Your�fellow�investigators
are�going�to�hear�you talking�to�your�guides.
So?
So�it's�going�to�be�awkward
if�they�don't�know�the�truth,
and�I�know�you've�been�reluctant
to�come�clean about�your�new�reality.
Not�anymore.
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