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Previously on Reasonable Doubt.

Do you feel like you're becoming yourself again?

The way you hurt me.

No. No! No!

No, I'm good. You can clear me.

What happened?

They're saying that Shanelle killed him.

We're separated.

So, when you are ready to be an adult, you let me know.

I don't wanna get a divorce.

I need time, Jax.

You're Shanelle's lawyer?

I'm just gonna help her through the investigation, and then it's over.

You were right.

As much as it pains me to have to say no to Shanelle,

I can't be her lawyer.

You got anyone else in mind?

Jax Stewart. Long time no speak.

What can I do for you?

Five more minutes.

Mm. Remember what you said last night?

"Don't let me press snooze."

Oh, that was last night.

That was before I factored in all the time I save

with my new, my new cut.

- Jax. - No.

You also said you wanted to be early for Corey's first day.

Okay, what are you, a court reporter?

Just a husband who listens.

I'll listen to you more if you move back in.

I'm just playing.

I'm just trying to stay in bed longer.

I'm still thinking about it.

- Moving back in, not staying in bed. - No, it's all good.

Alright.

Okay.

Okay.

Alright, so you wanna jump in the shower first

before I wake the kids up?

No, you go ahead, they already know.

They already know? How?

Naima said she's not a baby anymore.

And Spenser said, "Boomers always be cappin'."

Boomers?

We are not Boomers.

We are Millennials.

You know what? Fuck them kids.

- Right. - Right.

Right.

I thought Mom was dropping me off at school.

What happened?

No, she's, uh, dropping off Spenser

'cause it's on her way to work.

Wait, she's back to work?

Like, for good?

Thank God.

Whoa, whoa, where you going?

You know I don't sit in the back anymore.

- Since when? - Dad, I'm gonna be late for school.

Let's please table this discussion for later, okay?

You just...

Corey Cash sounds like a fake name.

Yeah, I was thinking maybe, like, a spy,

or, like, a '90s rapper.

Corey Cash!

Okay, he's not a rapper or a spy, he's a lawyer,

and a damn good one.

How do you know him?

We've been on quite a few panels together.

Ran into each at the NBA.

I've been following his career for the last few years,

and he is one trial away from becoming a household name.

And who knows, Shanelle's case could be the one.

So, that's why he's here, he's trying to make a name for himself,

be all up in the videos.

Oh, his great-grandfather was a lawyer.

And his grandfather was also a lawyer,

and president of Howard University.

And he'll blend right in since he started in corporate law,

making boatloads of cash with C-suite executives

before transitioning to do the Lord's work.

I'ma call him "Not Jax."

- Krystal. - What?

You know I have a five-year friend rule.

And I am at year four.

And I am gonna need an extension for you.

Okay, Krystal, look, you do not have to be friends with him,

just be nice.

I'm always nice.

Fine.

You like it, I love it.

Mm-hm.

Yes, Mrs. Stewart is expecting you.

Oh, he's here.

I think I love it, love it.

Jax.

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Yes, I understand your concern, Stephen,

but Shanelle used her nest egg on the initial retainer,

and if she were to lose, we will figure out how to recoup the funds.

But we're not going to lose, because, as we discussed,

Corey Cash will be taking over this case.

Stephen, Vince, everyone, this is Corey.

It's nice to meet you all.

Happy to meet you as well, Corey.

Jax has told us quite a bit about you,

but I am curious, are you related to Jeremiah Cash?

He's my father.

Get the fuck outta here. That's incredible.

I mean, he's a legend, you know?

Yeah, trust me, the son of a bitch tells me every chance he gets to.

I played a round of golf with Jeremiah

and the Justice at the Chumsky Foundation Tournament.

I pleaded with him to teach me that power fade of his.

- You play golf? - Yes, since I was eight.

Yeah, I was hoping to get up to Pebble Beach while I was out here.

Now I hear it's almost as impressive as Pine Valley.

You played Pine Valley?

Oh!

Listen, as much as I love the challenge of completing a course under par,

golf is not what brought me out here.

Back in 2011, the UN reported that, on average,

five women are killed every hour by their husband,

their partner, or a relative.

So, when I was struggling with a misstep in my practice,

my grandfather told me, he said,

"Corey, the portrait of justice

"looks much different depending upon

who's holding the paintbrush."

So, now while the DA charges abused women with first-degree murder,

I do all that I can to stop them

from punishing women for surviving that one hour.

I mean, you had me at hello.

Welcome aboard, Corey.

Thank you. Thank you.

Thank you.

Hey.

Oh.

You okay?

No.

Where have you been? I haven't seen you in weeks.

- I know... - Who is this?

My name is Corey Cash.

Corey is an attorney who specializes in domestic violence cases.

He's exactly who you need.

He's gonna be my lawyer now?

Why don't you wanna help me?

I do want to, but I-I... I'm too close to this, Shanelle.

It's best to have someone who can be objective, without emotion.

But I'm still on your team,

and you have the support of my entire firm.

Alright, I'm listening.

So, how are they treating you?

Like shit.

You know, oftentimes inmates with your notoriety, they are targeted.

That happens again, you let me know.

I'm handling it.

Okay. Little about me. Um, born and raised in Chicago,

went to Howard for undergrad and law school...

What's your plan?

What do you want?

To get out of here, obviously.

- Jax, what the fuck is this? - Shanelle, just...

Jax, can you give us a-a minute alone, please?

Do you mind, Shanelle?

Yep. Fine.

Let's start over.

Did you kill him?

Yes.

In that moment, did you think that he was gonna kill you?

- Yes. - Now see, that's self-defense.

That's self-defense.

See, people out there, they don't see you as a victim.

They see you as this pretty, privileged, rich, spoiled gold digger

who had everything, but got greedy.

But I can help change that narrative, okay?

Help them see what I already know.

The makeup, the money, the smiles,

it can cover all of the bruises...

but it will never repair the real damage.

It's here...

and here.

So, yes, Jamarion Tucker is dead, that's so unfortunate,

but he is not the victim here, you are.

And once everyone knows that,

you will not spend a single day in prison.

How do I know this?

Because I've done it for other women...

and I will do the same thing for you.

Well, you've redeemed yourself.

What did you say?

Exactly what she needed to hear.

See you tomorrow?

Yeah.

Lewis, it sounds like Jax's decision to bring on

someone to represent her friend

has made things better these last few weeks.

Jax, how do you feel?

Me? Um...

good.

Yeah.

It's just gonna take some getting used to.

Not being in charge, you mean?

Yes. Fine, I like to be in charge.

But, honestly, it seems everyone at work,

and Shanelle, are happy with Corey, and so, I'm happy too.

Good. Has that happiness translated to intimacy between you two?

- Um... - Nope.

Damn, why you say it like that?

Have either of you tried to find that spark?

I-I mean, I tried after the whole Damon thing happened,

but things were still, um...

fragile.

But that was months ago. I mean, she certainly hasn't tried.

No, I did the whole,

the whole butt scoot thing once with no success.

I mean, maybe when I was dead asleep

because if not, I would've taken something.

I mean, hell, anything. It's dry.

- Okay. Well, then. - Like, like the Sahara.

Why haven't you tried?

I... What do you mean why haven't I tried?

O-Okay, okay, when was your last date night?

That long, huh?

Well, let's start there, and see where that leads.

Also, you both agreed to move beyond the Damon situation.

He was a symptom, not the disease.

All that is right or wrong in your relationship

is because of Jax and Lewis, no one else.

But this is nothing like your other ones.

Shanelle Tucker is rich, famous...

Ah, ah, ah, no, no, my client's husband was rich, not her.

And he used his money to wield his power

and control over her and abuse her.

Now she's the one that's in jail for protecting herself.

Oh, not for long.

She'll be back in her mansion awaiting trial.

Oh, really? How so? You gonna pay for it?

She can't afford it.

Your client won't be posting bail?

- I find that hard to believe. - Oh, you...

Oh, okay, well, let me make it easier for you.

Shanelle Tucker is simply a survivor fighting to clear her name,

to get back home to take care of her beautiful daughters,

free from all the terror that she's endured for all of these years.

So, no, no, my client will not be posting bail.

She will stay in jail until the day she's finally free.

Knock, knock.

Oh, hey.

You said you're not a morning person,

so I'm gonna keep a safe distance.

I saw your interview last night.

You don't think Shanelle should post bail?

Oh, no, no, no, not good for optics.

What about what's good for Shanelle?

Okay, listen, I understand your hesitancy, I, I, I really do.

It's hard for you to take a step back,

especially considering our client is a close friend of yours,

but I promise you, this works.

Oh, it's tested, tried, and proven.

Maybe so, but it's why the partners are calling a meeting.

And I'm sure Shanelle wouldn't...

Oh, no, Shanelle's already on board.

Oh, yeah, I mean, I... it took some convincing,

but she understands it's a necessary sacrifice.

And as far as your partners are concerned,

well, Dan and I have an incredible presentation.

I promise you, I won't let you down.

I'm sorry, but who's Dan?

- Cash, you ready? - Dan the Man.

- Of course, I'm ready. - Alright.

- Wait. Whoa. - Oh, whoa, whoa.

Pssh!

- Jax, you coming? - Oh, hey, Jax.

The Civil Rights movement's "jail, no bail" strategy

represented the sacrifices that people were willing to make

in order to draw attention to their causes,

the inhumanities of the times, right?

Shanelle was a survivor of domestic violence,

no different than any other woman that endured unspeakable abuse.

Now, while there's no such thing as a perfect victim,

there is an image that the public prefers.

It's grassroots, but with social media, it's been very effective.

Does divert attention from the greedy gold digger narrative.

Ah! I see you get it, Vince.

Are you interested in being my second chair?

- Does it include a lap dance? - Only after hours.

Sold.

Hey, Dan, let's hit 'em with tiers

two through five of the strategy, please. Thank you.

Now, of course, we're gonna be starting with the opening statements...

You said Corey should be my lawyer.

I also said I would be here to support you,

and I don't think you being in jail is the right thing to do.

Oh.

Yeah, I don't think so either, but Corey said...

What do you want?

Of course, I don't wanna be here, I wanna be home with my kids.

But Corey's right.

JT froze my assets.

I ain't got that money.

What if we came up with the money?

Hmm?

Me, Autumn, and Sally.

We can do it.

For real?

Yes, of course.

But only if that's what you want.

Help me get home to my babies.

Alright, so, they wanna cop JT's Jordan Retro Xs,

Nipsey Hussle Victory Lap,

and the Jordan One retros just came through.

Okay, we don't speak sneaker, Adrian.

You'll get $10,000 each.

Okay. Yes, now that's what I'm talking about.

Thank you, Adrian.

I know JT was a friend of yours.

Standing on business.

I knew he was living foul. These side bitches.

I mean, I'm sorry, women.

I have a mother and two sisters.

I don't know what I'd do if...

It's the least I can do.

Well, we really appreciate your help.

Oh, what about the, the watches? Did you get buyers for the watches?

- They're all fake. - What?

Somebody got JT's ass.

Sounds about right.

Oh, fucking loser.

Anyway, how are we looking?

Are we even close to getting the money?

I spoke to my wife, and we're okay giving her a couple of thousand.

Ugh. Well, that is very sweet of Kendall,

but, I mean, we are at least, what, $100,000 short.

Fuck!

I just knew that we were gonna be able to raise enough money

to post her bail.

Damn JT is still controlling her money from the grave.

This is gon' break Shanelle's heart.

I can get the rest of the money.

Hey, I am, I am so sorry, got stuck at work.

There was a problem from the last round of tests...

Lewis, it's all good.

You're right on time.

You coming?

I hope so.

Listen, uh, hey, it was an effort.

I get a A for effort.

I tell you what, I'm glad we Uber'ed.

No kidding.

What?

Sometimes I look at you, and I, I can't believe you're my wife.

What do you mean?

Because you are fine as fuck.

Okay, now that's the wine talking.

No, I promise you... it's not.

Alright, folks, can I interest you two in dessert?

Fuck yeah.

Well, tonight we're featuring a lemon creme brûlée,

our seasonal tiramisu cheesecake,

and our classic warm bread pudding served à la mode.

- Mm. - Mm.

- Do you even have to ask? - Uh, bread pudding to share.

Absolutely. Excellent choice, sir.

Oh, and another bottle of wine.

Yes, ma'am.

Oh, you trying to get turnt up.

That was the assignment.

Yes, it was.

To Dr. Webb.

To Doctor Motherfuckin' Webb.

I want you to fuck me.

Don't pull my...

Oh, God. Finally.

That's what I'm talkin' about.

- Okay. - Okay.

- No, - What, what?

- I want you to get on top of me. - Oh, I want you to ride me.

- No. - Alright.

Okay.

- Okay. - Okay.

Just give me one second. I'ma just rest my eyes for a minute.

Alright. Mm-hm.

Yeah.

I'm gonna rest and then I'm gonna tear that ass up.

You didn't see the sad little look on Jordan's face when she asked me,

"When am I gonna see my mom again?"

Come on, we can't put our house up for her bail.

That's too much money we could risk losing.

I know I'm asking for a lot, Chris, I do,

but I would do this for anyone in your family if you asked me to.

I wouldn't do it for anyone.

It's not about Shanelle, it's about us,

and what we are risking.

Baby, you don't understand.

What don't I understand?

Sally, talk to me.

He just kept hurting her, Chris,

and he wasn't gonna stop.

I told her that she had to leave,

to start gathering her things little by little to sell,

so she would have enough money to get a place for her and the girls.

Why you think half of her shit is in the garage?

Because she was scared that he was gonna find out.

Chris, please, I'm asking you to help me.

Okay, okay, okay, okay, okay.

Baby, you have the biggest heart,

and I love that about you, I really do.

But putting up our house is not a risk

I'm willing to take with my family.

I'm sorry.

Who is it?

It's Corey.

What did you do?

Well, Happy Sunday to you too.

No, no, Shanelle needed to remain in jail

looking like the victim for the world to see.

And you know what made the difference

when we were fighting for our civil liberties?

Everyone thought it was when the fireman was hosing down those kids,

but, see, that wasn't the first time that that happened.

What changed the game was the first time that the cameras were there

to capture that inhumanity for the world to see.

It worked for the movement.

Okay, Shanelle's not a movement.

You shouldn't make your client fit your strategy.

Shanelle is a mother who wanted to be home with her daughters,

and not in jail.

Your way ignores the client's needs.

Oh, come on now, Jax.

It's not about the client's needs, and you know that.

Look, I saw how you reacted when you saw how jail was affecting her.

You couldn't take it.

You knew that you couldn't do what's best for her

as her friend and her lawyer, so you hired me.

You said it was my case, and then you go behind my back,

and you undermine me.

Why even bring me here if you're gonna sabotage me?

I'm not trying to sabotage you.

Corey, it is just that I know for a fact that you're wrong about this.

So, you know for a fact?

Wow.

Wow.

Okay. Well, you know what I know for a fact?

I know for a fact that if we don't follow the right plan, we lose.

Everything after this is gonna be on you, Jax.

Not me. You!

Oh, I suggest you take some of that base out your voice, homie.

Don't worry, bruh, we done here.

Mm.

I don't care if he is your coworker,

the next time he comes in my house,

and raises his voice at you,

he gon' find out what a real nigga fuckin' look like.

Look who's home, Jordan.

Mommy!

Ahh!

- Oh! - I missed you.

I missed you too.

I wanted to see you, but Granny wouldn't allow me to come visit.

Oh, no, I know. And you need to listen to her, okay?

Come here.

Come here.

Y'all, we starving, where the food at?

- ...I did. - Oh, shoot!

...no more.

Do not ask me.

- Can we do my thing now? - Yes, let's.

You know what, Natasha, you wanna take your sister upstairs,

and text your granny and let her know

I'm bringing you home in an hour, okay?

Okay, Auntie Jax.

We need to cleanse this house of the spirits that don't belong.

Girl.

Should we say anything or...

Fuck you, JT.

- Okay. - Okay, not that.

But don't worry, I came prepared.

With the cleansing power of this sage,

I release all negative energy from this space.

May it be filled with light, love,

- positive vibrations. - Yes.

Sacred sage, cleanse and renew us.

Thank you, Jesus. Amen.

Amen.

I have never heard an amen.

What the hell was I supposed to say?

No, not, "Thank you, Jesus."

This is sage, not a Bible, Jax.

Y'all need to come.

Shanelle, I'm sorry.

No, I'm sorry. Keep laughing.

Shanelle.

I mean, when you do it like that...

I'm sorry. I don't even know what's happening right now.

Sorry, I'm sorry.

No, no. That's your cousin.

Ah! Oh, I love you.

Aw! I missed my Ladera Ladies.

Missed you too, girl.

- I love you. - Love you too.

Love you.

Oh, damn, look at the way those tables move.

It is so hot.

Yeah, numbers do that for me too.

This shitshow has been an adventure.

I mean, there's money being moved everywhere

between accounts in America and overseas.

Whoever set this up was smart.

Ah, so you-you can't follow the trail.

I mean, they're smart, but I'm a genius.

Okay, Carlata, yeah, I like a woman with confidence!

But, you know, I'm just getting out of something,

so I'm not ready to start dating again.

- Good to know. - Yep.

Anyway, I've seen similar situations with wealthy husbands

trying to hide assets from their wives,

but I've just begun to skim the surface.

Check this out.

Oh.

So, the way Carlata explained it,

the money in JT's foundation was moved to his corporation.

Sometimes that's done as, like, a tax shelter.

Yeah, but that's not weird, is it?

Uh, not really, but JT moved 30 million,

and that's a lot at one time.

Thirty million? Where to?

Uh, well she's not quite certain yet.

Okay, well, we have to find it because there's no doubt in my mind

that that money is the reason why

the DA's charging Shanelle with first-degree murder.

Don't worry, we are on it.

You know, I'm gonna go see Lucy tomorrow,

get a better sense to where things are.

She won't show me her hand,

but maybe she'll tell me how to play mine.

Whoa, that's so smart, Cash.

Uh, hey, question, how do you get over someone?

My ex, Cynthia, she broke it off with me,

shattered my heart into a million tiny, little pieces.

But there's this girl, Carlata, and she might be feeling me...

Okay, you went out twice with Cynthia before she ghosted you.

- And this Carla... - It's Carlata.

And maybe she's the one.

What do I do, Cash?

Stay away from her.

Hey. Morning.

Dan, let me tell you, this is what you do. Let her come to you.

I mean, you have a lot to offer because you,

you killed that presentation, right?

And I wanted to say thank you, by the way,

because it's really, really nice to feel supported.

Ah, well, it's really, really nice to be appreciated.

I appreciate you.

I thought you were joking.

- Sorry. - Thanks.

Hey, um,

Corey, let me talk to you for a second.

Listen. Alright.

Look, I know we disagree, alright,

but Shanelle is now home, and she is with her daughters,

and she's happier than I've seen her since.

I followed my instincts.

That's what the client needed, and that comes first.

Oh, it seems more nurturing than strategic, but hey,

If you say so, Jax.

So, that's what we did.

You know, we, we got dressed up,

and we went to a fancy restaurant.

I wore my sexiest dress, and the heels that I know that he likes

that were killing my feet the entire time.

But, yeah, we laughed, we talked, we had wine.

Lots of wine, right?

It was a really, really good night.

Good. Would you agree with Jax's assessment of the evening, Lewis?

Yeah. Yeah.

- But... - But what?

But we weren't intimate, Jax.

I mean, that was the assignment.

I see.

Do you not want to, Jax?

I do. I mean I, I really did,

but we, we were drunk, we fell asleep.

I don't know how that's my fault.

Oh, I didn't, I didn't say it was your fault.

He just asked me what I thought,

so I was just being honest.

I love how you like to have all this honesty when we get here.

You know what, maybe it's a good thing that we didn't have sex.

I mean, why would I want to when I know that, eventually,

he's just gonna leave again?

Now you act like you didn't give me a reason to leave, twice.

And don't act like you don't enjoy your space.

Space?

I'm the one who asked you to come back.

Not in a serious way.

Oh, so you want me to beg you to move back in?

You want me to throw roses at your feet?

Whatever kind of food you like.

You know what I would like you to do is be vulnerable.

- I can't even count how many times... - Okay, okay.

- Do you see what you're doing? - Mm-hm.

Keeping score.

I'm... I'm...

We should stop here and talk about this week's homework.

You know what, I don't know, Dr. Webb,

last week's assignment didn't go so well.

Well, therapy is about trial and error,

so this week we're gonna try again.

I want you to start a five-minute timer,

hold hands and stare into each other's eyes.

- And then what? - That's it.

Ugh.

It's about being silent, and being present without noise,

without judgment,

and most importantly, without interruption.

- Hmm. - Hmm.

Okay, five minutes.

Alright, come on.

Alright, you know what? Forget it.

Okay, wait, wait. I'm sorry. I can reset it.

- No, forget it, the Eagles are playing. - I can reset it.

Look, I said I'm sorry, what more you want me to say?

Nothing.

That's the point. Why is that so hard for you?

- It's not. - Obviously it is.

Listen, I know you've been through a lotta shit,

but I've got needs too.

Okay, I see.

This is not about me or our marriage,

this is about you getting your dick wet.

And I get it, I understand, it's been a long time...

Not as long as you think.

What the hell is that supposed to mean?

You're smart, Jax, figure it out.

No. No! No!

Why is it that whenever we get into it you're the one who leaves?

I could've stayed at my place last night, but I didn't.

Weren't we supposed to stop keeping score?

Give me the blanket.

You still coming to JT's funeral?

Yeah, why wouldn't I?

JT was my friend, in case you forgot.

Damn. I'm just asking a question.

Right.

The bathroom's yours.

I'll make sure the kids are up in time for Lu

to pick 'em up for school.

You know what, Lewis?

if you don't want me to put my boxing gloves on,

then maybe you should take yours off.

What's that supposed to mean?

You're smart, Lewis, figure it out.

Although Jamarion Tucker's funeral

isn't set to begin for another hour or so,

folks are already lined up to mourn the all-pro football player.

And many are wondering if Mr. Tucker's widow,

Shanelle Tucker, will show up today

considering she was arrested for his murder.

Now, she is currently out on bail despite her attorney's claims

that she had no access to her husband's money.

No, my client will not be posting bail.

She will stay in jail until the day she's finally free.

When I spoke with Corey Cash,

he claimed that his client was too destitute to post bail.

But now it's being reported that Shanelle Tucker is out,

and rumored to attend her husband's funeral.

Either way, we'll be on the lookout for her.

Now, look, I know this is not gonna be easy, alright?

Just be nice, and don't talk longer than you have to.

I am here for my daughters, that is all.

Killer!

Come.

You okay?

Hi, my baby.

Hi, Grandma.

Uh-uh. Mavis, now you agreed to this.

I know.

But we need to chat.

It's fine.

I don't want you here.

I only did this because the children need their... mother.

Why couldn't you just leave?

You did not have to...

He almost killed me.

You knew what was happening, and you never stepped in.

This could have easily been my funeral and not his.

I wish it were you in that casket!

Murderer!

Murderer, murderer, murderer.

- Murderer... - Shanelle...

Lucy, good morning, Corey Cash. You got a minute?

I hope you didn't come here to merely introduce yourself.

Well, uh, yes, but also I wanted to figure out

why you're overreaching on this first-degree murder charge.

Grand jury didn't think so.

Yeah, but they work for you.

So, who do you work for?

The people? Politicians?

Right wing? Donations?

You used to work for corporate law

representing sketchy businessmen,

and even sketchier businesses.

You went after the women you claim to protect now.

Why the switch?

I decided to get on the right side of the law.

Oh, you mean the righteous side?

The side that helps you sleep at night?

Oh, that's interesting because when you took down that Red drug cartel,

your quote was, "No plea deals and more prison meals for criminals

helps us sleep better at night."

For most of us, yes, but I'm a single mom,

I haven't slept for years.

Well, sorry to hear that.

I know two things, Mr. Cash,

how to follow the law, and how to spot a liar,

which is why your client should be very worried.

Well, she's not because I'm not.

Oh, right, I forgot,

despite her impoverished circumstances

she was miraculously able to post bail.

Was that a surprise or a lie?

Or did Mrs. Stewart not agree with your

obvious ploy to garner sympathy?

I am confused.

I was told that you were first chair.

- Hmm. Well, if we're sharing... - Mm-hm.

...maybe you should tell me

why you moved from one DA's office to the next

over the last four years.

Were you pushed out?

Trying to move up?

Or were you running away from something?

It was nice to meet you.

I'll see you in court.

Hey.

Well, Jordan is with Sally,

and Lewis said he's gonna make sure Natasha is fine.

Mavis likes him for some reason.

Did you see how they were looking at me?

And these comments.

See, stop reading the comments.

And you know the worst part,

every time I close my eyes

I'm afraid JT's gonna wake me up

throwing ice-cold water on my face

because he's mad or drunk.

I thought today, just finally seeing that he's dead, I just...

I would know it's all over, but it's not over.

Well, at least you're not in jail anymore, right?

Well, I might as well be.

It's what I deserve.

Why would you say that?

Is there something you're not telling me?

I need to know everything. That's the only way I can protect you.

How are you gonna protect me?

You're not even my lawyer anymore.

Do you want me to stay with you?

No. I'm, I'm...

I need some time alone.

I'm just gonna take a nap, and then I'll,

I'll go get Jordan. Is that okay?

Of course.

I'm gonna call you tomorrow and check on you.

Alright.

Hey.

You know that thing we talked about?

You were right.

I'm ready.

Ooh, don't, don't you mess up my organization, Daniel.

Oh, and did you get a chance to talk to any of JT's ex-girlfriends?

If so, I can add your interview notes to my potential witness chart.

I'm working on it, but a... quite a few of 'em don't want the attention

given the way Shanelle's being dragged.

But I found the money.

Traced the $30 million missing from JT's account.

It appears Shanelle signed a few transfers

that total $30 million into an account that's only in her name.

When did these transfers take place?

Uh, it took place over about three months.

The first cleared 10 weeks ago,

and the final transfer cleared six days before his death.

Well, can't you just add it to the rest?

I mean, marital assets.

She was still married when she did it.

Well, that would be true, but the trace says that the money was wired

using account passwords under a shell corporation,

meaning, legally, the money belongs to only Shanelle.

And it appears that she might have done all of this

without JT's or his business accountant's knowledge.

Okay, well, I need to know everything about this money.

I mean, where'd it come from? Pension, investments?

And see if there's a logical reason behind the movement

that does not implicate Shanelle.

I got you, Cash.

And...

Sorry.

I need to know JT and Shanelle's every movement

at the time of these transfers.

Abusers almost never relinquish control without a motive.

I'm gonna need these, so.

Listen, I, uh, printed JT's car navigations,

uh, that'll help us.

Yes, that's good. Thank you.

Can you call Shanelle for me? I need to talk to her.

Yeah.

What have you gotten me into, Jax?

Y-You didn't have to come by so late.

You know, Jordan has plenty of her things still here for one night.

I wanted to make sure.

Thank you...

for taking care of her again.

I just, um, I just need some time to think is all.

Of course, I understand.

It is not a problem.

I love you, Sally.

Thank you for everything you've done for me.

You're family, I will always be here for you.

- Good night. - Okay.

- Kiss her nose for me. - Okay.

The boy and girl?

Fed, in bed and asleep.

Hmm.

Thank you.

Thank you for...

Just thank you.

You're welcome.

I'll admit I probably haven't been taking the homework

as seriously as I should.

This emotional shit is, is hard for me.

But I can at least try.

Try harder.

I need to know,

are you really concerned about me trying to do the work,

or are you...

are you still trying to punish me?

Damn, no.

I don't think that's what this is about.

So, who was she?

Jax... it doesn't matter.

Someone I know?

Hmm?

No.

Did she do this?

Yes.

So...

how did you fuck her?

Hmm.

You really wanna know?

I like waking up in your arms.

I feel safe when you're here.

I love you, and...

I don't want my space, I want you...

back in our space.

I want you to move back in.

Okay.

Okay.

Go 'head.

I'm not going anywhere.

Hello.

Well, maybe the phone company cut it off.

Okay, wait, this is her cousin Sally calling me, she'll know.

I'll call you back.

Sally...

What? Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, slow down.

No, Corey's been trying to call her too.

Oh, fuck.

Okay, alright, I'll-I'll meet you there.

What's going on?

Corey said Shanelle's phone is disconnected,

and Sally found a note

she left for Jordan in the bag she brought over to her.

What'd the note say?

"Mommy had to go away,

remember I love you always."

She's not here.

And I don't know where she could be.

Oh, so, your instincts don't know?

She could have hurt herself, Corey.

Yeah, well, it appears she hid $30 million of JT's money.

So, you wanna know what my instincts are saying?

They're saying she's gone, she's rich, and we're fucked.

Oh, hell.