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In the criminal justice system,

the people are represented

by two separate, yet equally important groups:

the police, who investigate crime,

and the district attorneys, who prosecute the offenders.

These are their stories.

No, no, no, leave those.

I'll take care of it.

I promised your mom I wouldn't let you be late.

It's all right. I'm carpooling with Annie.

Her mom's picking me up.

Did you finish that "Scarlet Letter" thing?

The homework thing? - Yes, Dad.

And I'm ready for the math test, so stop worrying.

You'll understand one day.

I already do.

They're almost here. Bye, I love you.

Love you.

Love you more.

Love you the most.

Yeah, Jalen, what's up?

Somebody really put this poor girl through it.

Based on rigor, she died within the last eight hours.

Multiple stab wounds.

No obvious signs of sex assault,

but petechial hemorrhages in the eyes

indicate neck compression.

More later. - ID?

Bag her hands.

Not a lot of blood, considering.

Could have been stabbed post-mortem,

killed elsewhere, dumped here.

What's up with her ear?

Looks like an earring was ripped out.

A clump of hair was cut.

Souvenir collector?

Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

It sure would be nice if we could ID her.

Detectives, we think this might be the vic's bag.

Officer, you never move evidence.

Give it. It's too late now.

Christina Watkins.

That's the author.

"Cinnamon Girl: My Sweet and Spicy Life as a Waitress

at a Five Star Restaurant."

Why would the killer leave that here?

Maybe he wanted us to know that she was somebody.

A promising young author making an exciting debut.

Okay, talk to me.

Our vic is Christina Watkins. She's 28.

She published a memoir last month about working

at a downtown restaurant.

She was found by a city employee at Highbridge Park.

So uptown, underpopulated, remote area of the city.

Let me guess, no video?

And no blood trail.

And no witnesses who saw how she got there.

What about a murder weapon?

Didn't find one, but wounds indicate

a sharp, angular blade

sharp enough to cut off some of her hair as well.

So she was tied up, and an earring was torn off.

Are we thinking there might have been a ritual element?

Not going there yet.

Do we know where she was beforehand?

Working on a timeline.

We found her phone on Upper Broadway,

four miles from the crime scene.

It had been run over a few times.

Are there any texts, calls in the cloud

that might tell us who she was with?

Just a couple messages after 10:00.

One for an Uber she canceled just before midnight,

and another to a Scott Baker, who seems to be her roommate.

We found this photo of them together on social media.

Are those the same kind of angular blades

as the murder weapon?

Who is this guy?

He calls himself a man with an edge.

What?

Christina's dead?

That's insane.

Were you two an item?

No.

She was all about her writing.

There was a party at the restaurant where she worked

to celebrate last night.

Were you there?

No.

I had to be at my regular gig at the Flying Hatchet.

What's that?

It's an ax throwing bar in Williamsburg.

Alcohol and sharp objects. What could go wrong?

How late were you there until?

3:00 in the morning.

I'm the manager. I had to clean up.

When you got home, was Christina here?

No.

I thought she might have hooked up with someone at the party.

Do you have a location of this soiree?

The Yellow Ribbon.

I can't believe this.

When did Christina leave?

Around midnight, I think?

She was feeling a little off.

Do you know if she left with anyone?

No, but I was kind of distracted.

There were a lot of VIPs.

People really wanted to come out and celebrate her success.

She was really beloved by everyone.

And nobody gave her a hard time about what

she wrote in the book?

Not that I saw.

But I know there was some commotion

when Tina went out to the corner to wait for her Uber.

This is you, 11:50 last night outside Yellow Ribbon?

Yeah, I just left the party. I saw the two of them arguing.

He was--

Drunk.

He started ranting and raving at Christina, so I, uh--

You jumped in to protect her, is that right?

Yeah.

Yeah, he was so aggressive, right?

So I--I pushed him away. Thankfully, he just walked off.

I'm--I'm no hero, trust me.

I'm not like you guys.

So, um, when this drunk guy--

Excuse me.

After this drunk guy walked off,

where did Christina go? Did you see?

Did she hail a cab, start walking home?

What happened? - I wish I knew.

I'm not really sure. - What about you?

Where'd you go? - Home.

I had a really early call time this morning.

Yeah.

Um, anything else, guys?

I'm really sorry. I have to get to set.

Just one last thing.

The guy who was harassing her, do you know who he was?

Yeah, I'm afraid so.

Why are you afraid?

Because he's a friend of mine.

Victor Bernini.

The chef.

What's up?

Uh, we--we're looking for a Victor Bernini?

Join the club.

Uh, what does that mean?

He was supposed to meet me here around midnight.

He never showed. - He never showed?

Mm-hmm.

Um, do you have any idea where he would be?

No, I just crashed here when he blew me off.

- Hmm. - Yeah.

To be honest, I actually don't know him that well.

Uh, we just get together and party once in a while.

Did he mention stopping by his old restaurant

early in the evening? - Yeah.

Yeah, he seemed pretty torqued about it.

In fact, he's generally pretty torqued these days.

- Thank you. - Mm-hmm.

So Victor Bernini is nowhere to be found.

Well, we're waiting on cell phone, credit card,

and E-ZPass records.

And you think he's a credible suspect?

Multiple arrests for DUI and disorderly conduct.

Plus, he got into an argument with the vic

shortly before the murder.

I thought he was some kind of world-renowned chef.

He is, but this guy goes hard in the paint.

I mean, a lot of drugs, a lot of drinking.

It seems like he's spiraling. - Meaning?

He was forced out of his own restaurant by investors,

and he just declared personal bankruptcy.

Okay, so Bernini's having a rough time.

Why would he go after Christina Watkins?

I've been reading her book.

She's not very flattering.

Victor comes off like a drugged-out sex addict.

Two days after that book was published,

that's when he got pushed out of the restaurant.

And then his staff celebrated for a week after his exit.

See, the point here is, Victor is a person of interest.

The sooner we lay hands on him, the better.

You might not have to wait that long.

Operations just notified me

there's an EDP job at Yellow Ribbon.

It's Bernini.

Okay, guys, watch yourselves.

- Drop it now! - Let go! Put it down!

Blue coming through.

Hey, Victor, what's going on?

Chef!

Yeah, you got her, Chef. Put the knife down.

You've already taken everything I have.

I'm not letting you take this place too.

Hey, hey, Chef.

I'm giving you a choice here.

Now drop the blade, or I drop you.

If I lose this place, I have nothing to live for.

Chef, put the knife down,

or my partner's gonna make sure you never see

the inside of another kitchen again.

Do you understand me? Is that the ending you want?

Is it?

Put it down.

First smart decision you've made all day.

You keep asking.

The doctors keep asking what drugs I took

because my blood pressure is heightened.

I don't remember.

I guess I'm in trouble now.

Yeah, murder is a pretty big deal, even these days.

What are you talking about?

Christina Watkins was found murdered uptown.

And you think I did it?

That's crazy.

You confronted her outside of the book party.

I liked Christina.

But when I heard that they were gonna do the party

at the Yellow Ribbon, my restaurant--

the book really hurt me.

Oh, so you put a hurting on her?

No.

After we argued, we went our separate ways.

Except the woman you were supposed to

hook up with that night said you never showed,

and you don't even remember what drugs you took.

I didn't do it.

I swear.

Where'd you go when the book party broke up?

This is from 12:20 last night?

Yeah, Victor came in loaded, throwing money at the dancers

and bitching about our food quality.

How long did he stick around?

He was still here when I came in at 10:00 this morning.

He passed out in the VIP room,

so we let him stay 'cause he's such a loyal customer.

If Victor's not our guy, we're back to square one.

Well, maybe not.

M.E.'s done with the autopsy.

Wants to see us ASAP.

You were right.

Broken hyoid bone confirms manual strangulation.

And most of the stab wounds were post-mortem.

No obvious indicia of fluids or other DNA sources.

I stopped listening after you said "you were right."

But you missed burn marks on the back side

and bruising on the torso.

Uh, yeah, because she was dressed when we found her.

Exactly.

Indicating they took her somewhere else,

undressed her and tortured her, dressed her again,

and brought her to the park.

Otherwise, there'd still be more grass on her skin.

So we were right about that too.

Nuh-uh. Here's what you missed.

A small puncture from a needle stick.

So what, she was dosed with a sedative?

Well, there's enough propofol in her to knock over a horse.

To immobilize her while he treated her

like a voodoo doll.

I can't speak to the psychology,

but I've seen this MO before.

- When? - A few years ago.

I pulled the case file before you got here.

Thank you.

Oh, you son of a bitch. You still got all your hair.

Shaw, meet Jerry Ryan.

I hate to say it, a great detective

and also godfather to my daughter, Lily.

- Hey, how you doing? - How you doing?

- How's Wendy and the kids? - Oh, she's good.

You know, she's still working,

still doing the church volunteer thing.

So at least one of us is, uh, gonna go to heaven.

Anyway, this is why I had you guys come over here.

Is this the similar case the M.E. was talking about?

Yeah, five years ago, this woman, Li Na Chang,

was found stabbed and strangled

at a Chinatown hot sheets motel.

Okay, anything else?

Yeah, she was doped with Rohypnol,

tied up, beaten.

Multiple stab wounds, but no rape.

Is that it for the similarities?

No, that's not it.

I got cases here from New Jersey, California, London,

all with the same MO.

No rape.

Our guy gets his kicks, you know, otherwise.

London?

Yeah, I get alerts from Interpol.

Are those all the connections, Jerry?

No!

You think I'd drag you guys out here on a wild goose chase?

These are copies I made at Squad.

Take them home. See for yourself.

This dude is the guy for all four cases.

I'll bet my shield on it.

Look, Frank, I'm not sure I agree

with your friend's theory tying all these cases together.

Like, the two were robberies,

and none of them involve propofol

or post-mortem stabbing.

Okay, okay, I get it.

But I wasn't just blowing smoke in there.

He's a great cop with good instincts.

I'm sure he is, but right now, he's grasping.

These suspects sketches can be anybody.

Okay, but you do see the similarities

in the victims' looks, right?

They all have dark hair, strong features.

Of course I see that,

but they're all from different backgrounds.

They're all from different kinds of neighborhoods.

Some of these were planned,

some of these were crimes of opportunity.

It doesn't make sense. - Maybe he was escalating.

To what?

Escalating with the brutality of the attacks

and the type of victims he was selecting.

Going up the social ladder rung by rung,

getting bolder and bolder with each murder.

It's a nice theory.

But based on the evidence that's available to us,

it's not enough.

Witnesses describe a tall white dude in shades

near all the crime scenes.

In Chinatown and California,

witnesses describe also seeing

a tall white dude driving a black Tesla.

Hold on.

New Jersey, New Jersey, Jersey, Jersey.

The witness in the New Jersey murder

saw a black Tesla near the crime scene.

The license plate stuck out to him

because it started with H-A, like ha,

as if the suspect was laughing.

Using the same vehicle in all his killings?

I don't know.

A little too obvious?

Or a little too brazen.

This is from the area around the party that night.

Aggregated from Traffic Division.

It's a lot to get through.

Hold up. That's a black Tesla.

How far away is that from the restaurant?

A block away, right before Christina left.

Show me the area that's close to where

Christina's phone was tossed.

Maybe there's a better angle of the plate?

I was looking before, but it's a busy street,

and the closest camera was a quarter mile away.

Stop. Stop. Right there.

Let's see who that's registered to.

Niles Harper, the actor.

He wasn't lying.

About what?

Not being a hero.

I was supposed to be on my day off today,

but when you told me about this Niles Harper guy,

I just--you know, just kind of went to town.

What'd I tell you, Shaw? Dog with a bone.

I tracked Niles's schedule of acting jobs

over the past few years and tried to correlate that

with the pattern of the serial killer.

Alleged serial killer.

Well, just check me on this, Detective Shaw, okay?

- Mm. - All right.

So five years ago, time of the Chinatown murder,

Niles is living in the city doing theater.

A year later, he's out in Jersey making a TV show.

And nine miles away, a cleaning lady gets strangled.

Then, three years ago, he's outside of LA

making a TV commercial.

A soccer mom in Joshua Tree gets killed.

And then, two years ago in London, an ad executive

is killed one mile away from the set of this

Jack the Ripper movie he's doing, all with the same MO.

Getting warmer, but it's still circumstantial.

All right, well...

Check that out.

That's from the Chinatown Motel lobby.

Uh, I mean, it could be Niles.

Maybe not. Can't really tell.

Well, compare it to this.

Look at his wrist.

That's our guy.

You know it, and I know it.

Okay, let's figure out where he is right now

so we can talk to him, get to him

before he lawyers up.

So sorry we got to talk on the run, guys,

but, uh, we are way behind schedule.

Time is money. - No problem.

Just want to double check on something about

the last time you saw Christina.

Yeah, like I said, I, uh--

I dropped her off at the subway station on my way uptown.

That's odd, I don't remember you saying you gave her a ride.

- I didn't. - Why's that?

The woman that was in my trailer before,

she's my girlfriend.

I just--I didn't feel like advertising the fact

that I gave Christina a ride to the subway.

Are you saying you and Christina

fooled around in your car? - No, no, no, no.

I just gave her a ride.

But Megan, my girlfriend, you know, she's a girl.

She gets jealous.

Hey, uh, do you mind if I ask you a question?

Yeah.

What is the story with that thing on your wrist?

- This? - Yeah.

I used to have a tat there.

Yeah, a--

A director asked me to get it removed for a period picture.

And they couldn't just put makeup on it?

Well, I had a girlfriend at the time,

and she didn't like it much, either.

Hey, uh, what time did you get home that night?

Uh, 12:00, 12:30.

Something like that.

Listen, guys, I got to go to set.

The line producer-- he's gonna murder me.

We can talk more later if you want.

- What's going on, Jerry? - You heard him, Frank.

He lied about giving a ride to Christina that night.

That makes him a legitimate suspect, which makes this car

a potential crime scene. - Oh, no, no, no, no, no.

Hey, Jerry, we need a warrant. You know that.

We don't have any time.

What's your probable cause then?

Hey, Frank told me you got a law degree, but we're cops.

So maybe you should start thinking like

one of us instead of one of them.

What the hell's going on?

We'd like to search your car if that's okay with you.

Sorry, I'm running late.

It'll take two, three minutes, tops.

You got a warrant?

Not yet.

- I see blood. - Hands off the wheel.

Step out of the vehicle. - Okay, relax.

- Step out of the vehicle. - Relax, bro.

I'm just an actor.

There's no blood in there.

What do you got, Jerry? Talk to me.

I saw something red. Just give me a second.

Frank, right there.

Right on the edge of the mat.

You see it?

Matches the earring we found on Christina.

Cuff him.

What are we doing here, gentlemen?

My client already told you he gave Christina Watkins

a ride to the subway.

Big deal. Her earring fell off.

There was blood on the earring,

so it didn't exactly fall off.

He's right. He's right.

I--I didn't want to admit this before,

but we started kissing in the car, all right?

And it got physical.

And, uh, she liked it rough.

That's what you're gonna tell the judge?

That she liked her earrings ripped out of her ears?

We just searched your apartment,

and we found some very interesting items.

I'm sure you did.

Fans send me crazy souvenirs all the time.

Yeah, like a clump of streaked hair

that was hacked off the victim?

We also found a set of specialized chef knives

from a limited edition.

Only one of those knives was missing.

It was a boning knife with an angular blade--

the kind that was used to stab Ms. Watkins.

Stand up.

Niles Harper, you're being charged

with the murder of Christina Watkins.

Mr. Harper, how do you plead?

Not guilty, Your Honor.

Bail?

Judge, the people request remand.

The defendant is an international film star

with an overseas support network

and projects in countries

without extradition treaties with the U.S.

Your Honor, Mr. Harper has family in the area,

strong ties to the community,

and has made major investments

in struggling parts of the South Bronx.

The police found the victim's bloody earring in his car.

Mr. Harper has an airtight alibi

for the night of the murder.

He was at home with his girlfriend in Tribeca

while Ms. Watkins was getting killed

on the opposite end of Manhattan Island.

Mr. Harper, given the risk of flight

in the face of these charges, you are remanded.

Next case.

I just need to ask you a few things.

I already said I don't want to talk to you people.

Well, then you can testify in court under subpoena.

Niles was home by 12:30, and he was in bed with me

the rest of the night.

We both know that isn't the truth.

Look at these.

Look what he did to these women.

They weren't human to him.

They were just things he tore up and threw away.

You think this won't happen to you?

You're wrong.

There's no way he did this.

He's a killer, a savage.

He was with me from 12:30 on.

So if you ask me to testify, that's what I'll say.

Niles Harper is a prime example

of the power of celebrity.

People do or say anything to protect him.

Can we shake his alibi?

Is there any video near his house that shows

what time he got home? - We didn't find anything.

And he turned off his phone and disabled the GPS in his car

so we can't track his movements.

Maybe you can use that to show consciousness of guilt.

Bad news--Judge Maldonado just denied

our Molineux application.

He rejected it outright?

We can't mention any of Niles's prior bad acts.

So nothing about the other homicides

in New Jersey, London, California, and Chinatown.

Okay, so we need to make this case about Christina Watkins--

and only Christina Watkins.

Won't be easy.

Niles is a handsome, charming movie star.

The jurors are gonna have a hard time believing

he did something this depraved.

The facts are the facts.

Niles lied about giving Christina a ride

to the subway that night.

We found clumps of her hair in his apartment

and her bloody earring in his car.

We're good, Jack. The case is strong.

Niles's lawyer just filed a motion to suppress.

I don't think I've ever seen a more blatant violation

of the Fourth Amendment than this search

of my client's car.

No warrant, no probable cause.

Detective Ryan thought he saw blood in the defendant's car.

That gave him probable cause to search.

And yet, no blood was ever found.

They found a bloody earring.

They should have got a warrant.

Mr. Harper was about to drive away.

That created exigent circumstances.

The detective should have impounded the car

and got a warrant.

All right, I've heard enough.

I agree with the defense.

Your Honor, this is a technicality.

It's inevitable they would have found the earring.

The application to suppress is granted.

Thank you.

It follows that whatever they recovered

from my client's apartment-- the hair and the knives--

are fruit of the poison tree and must be excluded as well.

Agreed.

What the hell kind of prosecutors are you guys?

I thought you knew what you were doing.

We're lucky the judge didn't dismiss the entire case.

And what is that supposed to mean?

You had no right to enter the car.

They have a point, Jerry.

There was no blood in the car.

- You were not th-- - Okay, okay, okay.

It is what it is. Let's move on.

Figure out how we can win this thing.

Well, I can tap dance for a few days,

call a medical examiner,

victim's family members to testify.

But if we don't find some hard evidence, we're done.

The case will be dismissed.

Talk about a Hail Mary.

Yeah, you heard the man, Jerry.

We got two days to the trial, and we got stugatz.

This park used to be a dumping ground

for stolen cars.

You remember that, Frank?

How did Niles know about this place anyway?

What did he do? Shoot a movie here?

No. No, I already checked.

Hey, buddy!

You got a minute?

What can I do for you?

I'm Ray.

You happen to find any knives around here with that thing?

No knives.

No guns.

Found a Cadillac fender, though, two days ago.

Took him straight across the bridge

to the scrap yards in the Bronx.

There's not as many scrap yards as there used to be.

People fixing up those old warehouses trying to,

uh, you know, revitalize the area.

Yeah, thank you for your time.

I appreciate that.

That's the way it is in New York, right?

- That's right. - Yeah, yeah. Sure, sure.

Things always change.

They always change.

Didn't Niles's lawyer say that he was investing

in struggling neighborhoods in the Bronx?

Yeah, and she sounded real proud of it, too,

like it proved her client was a good guy or something.

I'm gonna get my phone, I'm gonna call Yee,

I'm gonna see if she can find out what properties he owns.

This is the address.

License plate reader puts Niles's car across the street

the night of the murder, so he was here.

Spread out. Watch yourselves.

Hey, I got something over here.

What do you got?

One-bedroom apartment.

Hit that with luminol.

Niles must have used a tarp and bleached the hell

out of this place. I can still smell it.

No blood.

All right, let's keep looking.

Clock is ticking. Let's go.

- Frank, come here. - Yeah.

I already looked over there.

No, I think you missed something.

You, too, Jalen. Take a look for yourself.

To Christina.

With love, from Mom.

We got him, Jerry.

- Yeah, we did. We did. - We've got him.

Yeah.

Most of you probably recognize

the defendant, Niles Harper.

He's a movie star.

He's played many memorable and compelling characters.

You've seen him on the big screen.

You like him.

But you don't really know him.

The actual Niles Harper is a violent and sadistic predator

who saw Christina Watkins at a party, lured her into his car,

then tortured and killed her in a warehouse

he owns in the Bronx.

The evidence against the defendant is substantial.

He lied to the police on numerous occasions

when trying to explain his whereabouts

on the night of the murder.

Even more damning, the police found Christina's necklace

in the defendant's warehouse, which just so happens

to be located a quarter mile from the park

where her mutilated corpse was found.

Ladies and gentlemen,

don't make the same mistake

Christina Watkins made.

Don't let Niles Harper fool you into thinking

he's a good person because he's not.

He's a violent, vicious murderer.

I agree with much of what Mr. Price just said.

This case is full of illusions.

But it's the evidence against my client

that is the illusion.

They have nothing.

No witnesses, no forensics, no confession.

And to make matters worse,

this case is rife with police misconduct.

We used to always give the police

the benefit of the doubt.

Not anymore.

Scrutinize every word that comes out of their mouths,

because we've seen what they do

when they think no one is looking.

Don't let them get away with it this time.

Have Cosgrove reach out to Christina's mother.

We need to nail down some of these details.

I'm sorry, I don't keep track of things too well.

I don't get a whole lot of sleep these days.

Uh, remind me what it is I'm looking for.

I'm looking for credit card statements or receipts

that would show that you purchased

that necklace for Christina.

Right, sorry.

I just remembered I paid cash for it.

Does that hurt the case? - It's not a big problem.

We still have the necklace. It's a good piece of evidence.

Thank God.

I just want to make sure that that monster pays

for what he did to my Tina,

and that he never does it to anyone else's daughter.

Patti, we all feel the same way.

I know you do.

Jerry spoke so highly of you.

Jerry?

I didn't know you spoke with Detective Ryan.

Yeah, he came by the other day

just to check and see how I was doing.

Wait, did I say something wrong?

Oh, no, not at all.

Not at all.

Let's see if we can find that receipt.

Next round's on you.

Bottoms up, my friend.

By the way, I didn't realize you stopped by

and saw Christina's mother.

Oh, that's what I always told you.

You stay in touch with the victim's family

because you never know when somebody's gonna

remember something useful. - Good advice.

That's why I was surprised you didn't ask

me and Shaw to come with.

We were supposed to be primaries on the case.

Is this about your ego, Frank?

No, it's about the fact that you went by

and saw Christina's mother now

before we searched the warehouse.

What are you saying?

That spot where we found the necklace,

I searched that area a minute before and it wasn't there.

You're confused.

Ahh.

I need a refill.

Jerry.

Jerry, it's me.

This is not the way we do it.

I have been doing it the right way for 32 years.

The necklace was there.

You just missed it.

Can you tell us what we're looking at here, Detective?

It's footage from a three-hour window

around the time that Niles Harper told us

that he dropped Christina Watkins

off of the subway station.

And does Christina Watkins appear in it at any time?

No, she does not.

What are we looking at here?

That's an image from NYPD Auto Crime

around 2:00 a.m. that same night

when they were in the area looking for stolen cars.

Can you identify the car?

It's a vehicle registered to Niles Harper parked in front

of the warehouse he owns in the Bronx

at a time when he claimed he was home in bed.

The same Bronx warehouse where this necklace was found?

Yes. We were searching the premises.

I noticed something glimmer under a tool cabinet.

I called over Detectives Cosgrove and Shaw.

Detective Shaw reached down and found the necklace

and read the inscription.

"To Christina.

With love, from Mom."

Thank you. No further questions.

Counselor.

Detective Ryan, are you modest?

Uh, no, not particularly.

I'm a detective first grade.

Means I'm really good at my job.

Mm.

And yet you credit Detective Shaw

with finding the necklace.

But you were the one who spotted it first, didn't you?

I did.

Even though the other officers

had already looked in the area?

Well, that can happen in a rush.

Detective, you planted that necklace

in the warehouse, didn't you?

No.

You remember you're under oath, don't you?

The penalties for tampering and perjury are serious.

I know the law.

You hate my client, don't you?

I hate people who murder women.

So, yeah, I don't care for him too much.

And you'd do anything

to ensure he's convicted, wouldn't you?

No.

I'm an honest cop.

I do it the right way.

But you already know that.

This is a photo taken the night of the murder.

As you can see, Christina isn't wearing

the necklace you claim to have found in the warehouse.

So if she's not wearing it,

how did it end up in a warehouse

a few hours later?

Could have been in her purse,

her pocket, her hand.

Who knows?

But it was there.

We found it in the warehouse.

That's a fact.

You finding it is a fact.

That doesn't mean you didn't plant it.

Objection. She's badgering the witness.

Sustained.

Move on, Ms. Hunt.

Nothing further.

The defense rests, Your Honor.

Court is adjourned for the jury to deliberate.

Frank, if you got something to tell me, tell me now.

We got our man, Jalen.

That's all you need to know.

Has the jury reached a verdict?

We have, Your Honor.

Will the defendant please rise?

In the charge of murder in the second degree,

we find the defendant, Niles Harper, guilty.

Members of the jury, thank you for your service.

Court is adjourned.

- Ma'am. - Thank you.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

Something smells good.

I brought dessert.

Good.

Mom put out an extra setting.

Uncle Jerry is here to celebrate.

What do you say, Frank?

All's well that ends well, huh?

Honey, take this in to your mom.

Tell her to hold off on dinner.

I need to talk to your godfather.

Okay.

Dinner's almost ready.

Well, really went for it this time.

18-year-old single malt, sherry cask, the whole deal.

Cost me 400 bucks,

but the guy said it was worth it.

Here you go.

What's wrong?

I can't accept this.

Frank, why not?

Frank, justice was served today.

You need to leave.

Jerry, you need to leave.