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Official LAPD business. Keep my baby close. This won't take long.

What exactly are you doing?

Helping the cops solve cases.

- We're really doing this, huh? - We're doing it.

- You know this woman? - I'm his partner.

- We're not partners. - Non-romantic partner.

We're not partners. She's actually just a consultant.

We work on cases together in a partnerly fashion.

Morgan did good work on this case.

Did you tell her that?

I obsess over every little problem I see.

My mind is constantly spinning out of control.

Which makes it impossible to hold a job, relationship.

I'm Tom. Janitorial staff.

- Are you asking me out on a date? - I think I am.

When I agreed to take this job--

I promised to look into your missing ex.

Roman Sinquerra.

A month before he went missing,

Roman was cited for painting a mural in an unauthorized location.

Back then, the area was a hotbed for criminal activity.

- Roman wasn't a criminal. - Well, then I'm wondering

if he saw something in the area he shouldn't have.

Honey, your father loved you so much.

- That's why he left? - It's more complicated than that.

Whatever. I don't even remember him.

- If he could be here-- - I'm glad he's not.

I know how early it is.

You want a spot for us and our kids or not?

Will you just put on some shorts and get down here?

Help!

So, I gotta be honest. I haven't been on many breakfast dates.

Mmm. Yeah. Maybe 'cause they suck.

- Oh, that's great. Yep. - You don't. You don't suck.

I'm glad you're here.

I just feel bad that this is all the time I have.

My life is kind of insane. It's not ideal, I know.

Okay. So, what's your ideal date?

Oh. Um...

- Well, there'd be a cocktail involved. - Great.

And maybe just dinner with an adult

where I'm not worried about waking kids up.

Hey, I can be that adult.

Plus, didn't you say your kids were away with your ex this weekend?

They are, but I am on call with the LAPD.

And every time I'm on call, they seem to call.

Okay, this is what we're gonna do. Let's hope that crime takes a holiday.

And I'm gonna keep Saturday night open for you.

- No, you do not need to do that. - It's too late. I just did it.

- Just canceled all my plans. - Just now?

Just now. Plus, I don't wanna celebrate alone.

What are we celebrating?

You remember that whole hostage situation?

- Oh, yeah. Yeah. - I got shot. Yeah.

How's that going?

It's going good.

Just finished my rehab. I'm as good as new.

- And I'm also a pretty good cook. - Really?

Yeah. I almost said great, but I'd rather under-promise and over deliver.

Oh, look at that. They're calling.

Saturday night?

I have a good feeling about it.

- I like the optimism. I really do. - Mmm. Enjoy your day.

- You too. - Go solve crime.

Thank you.

Am I good here?

You always park like this?

You wanna try gliding this big boat into a tiny spot, be my guest.

Seriously though, am I gonna get a ticket?

- No. - You know what you should do?

You should get me, like, a universal parking pass.

Like a citywide permit, you know?

Something I can hang from my rearview, or a sticker would work.

Consider it done.

You're a terrible liar.

Thank you.

I'll start walking it off right now.

Hey, Oz. What do we got?

Unidentified female. Late 20s.

- Blunt force trauma to the head. - Mmm.

Lifeguard was just showing up for their shift.

Heard a woman yell for help and ran over to perform CPR.

She was alive at the time but barely.

When the EMTs arrived, they took over, but she didn't make it.

Time of death was called at 8:32 a.m. About half an hour ago.

We thinking accident or foul play?

We started canvassing the area.

So far, no eyewitness account of anyone matching the woman's description

have turned up in the last couple of hours at local businesses.

And I don't think she was planning on swimming in these clothes.

Plus, there's nothing at the crime scene indicating what caused that head wound.

- Ah, so we're looking at a murder. - Maybe.

- Give me your watch. - Why?

- Just g-give... - Okay.

- The paramedics didn't detect a pulse? - Right. That's why...

Wait. What are you...

Because there was no detectable pulse at the time.

She's still alive. Hey, get those EMTs down here now!

How is that even possible?

It's called the Lazarus effect. You never heard of it?

Lazarus from the New Testament?

That's the guy. He was raised from the dead.

And as a reward, he has a medical anomaly named after him.

It's the spontaneous return of circulation after failed attempts of resuscitation.

So, it's like a miracle?

No, it's medical.

How's our Jane Doe?

Hospital said she had a skull fracture.

She should be out of surgery in a few hours if all goes well.

The moment she's up, I want us there. See if she can identify her assailant.

What about forensics?

Trace amounts of metal found in the head wound.

I'm thinking our weapon could be a hammer or something.

Hey, guys, I think I ID'd our Jane Doe. Heather Wallace. Twenty-seven.

Graduate student at UCLA, according to her boyfriend, Morris,

who filed a missing person's report last night when she didn't show up for dinner.

Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

- Is that her? - That's Heather.

How long were you together?

Only a few months.

He's a little older than Heather.

A little?

I was shopping at Abbot Kinney

when she asked me for directions to the canals.

I walked her over there, and... and we just clicked.

I'm sorry, can I get one of those?

Morris Jardine. Fifty-seven, lives in the Palisades.

Founder of a leisurewear company he sold last year.

Looks like he did quite well.

And where were you last night?

I was at home, picking out tile.

I'm putting in a new pool.

I was frustrated. So many choices. Mosaic, glass, porcelain.

I wish that I was better about not losing perspective.

I was in a bad mood because of pool tiles.

I thought that was so important, and now...

She's in the hospital fighting for her life?

I wanna like this guy, but I don't.

I'm with you. Something feels off about him.

How about the fact that he hasn't asked to see Heather yet?

- Lieutenant. - You talked to UCLA?

Uh, yeah. But there's no record of a student named Heather Wallace.

So, I ran our victim's fingerprints

and got a hit from when she applied for a real estate license two years ago.

"Penny Hall."

If Penny gave Morris a fake name, then she definitely had something to hide.

And maybe after he found out, he attacked her on the beach.

I'm no detective, but seems like figuring out who our victim is

would help us figure out who wanted to kill her.

Have an address?

We do. You and Karadec go find out if Morris is lying to us

and why Penny is lying to him.

Here we are, 11D.

Penny's my favorite tenant.

Oh, yeah?

Yeah, I offered her an upper unit when it opened up.

She wanted to stay after what happened to her boyfriend.

What happened to her boyfriend?

Well, he died. Murdered, I think.

Morris Jardine, white guy, 50s?

No, that doesn't sound right. A young guy, about her age.

His name was Marcus... No, Lucas. Lucas Phillips.

Yeah, sweet guy.

Poor girl stayed in for weeks after that. I do hope she's all right.

Thank you.

This must be Lucas.

Morris never mentioned anything about Penny having an ex who was killed.

But if she didn't trust him with her real name,

she probably wasn't telling him much.

Do you have any idea how much this bag costs?

I have absolutely no idea.

A lot.

You know, I think Penny got scared when her ex was killed.

Tried to stay off the killer's radar by using a fake name.

But whoever killed her ex finally caught up with her.

Uh, these are very expensive shoes

for a person who lives in a crappy part of town.

Well, then. Maybe we have a sugar daddy situation gone wrong.

Not with those credit card bills on her counter.

This doesn't make any sense.

You're right. Morris wasn't paying for the clothes or the bags. She was.

Well, that's strange.

Penny is paying 2,500 bucks a month for a billboard on PCH.

Billboard for what?

We'll certainly find out.

You're right. This is weird.

Penny lives here, except for any one of her outfits

would pay my mortgage for an entire month.

That's not to mention the handbags or the shoes.

Why does a woman hide her identity,

date a rich guy while going into serious debt trying to keep up appearances?

Could have something to do with that.

So, our victim was investigating another victim?

It was a cold case. And Penny was pulling out all the stops.

Oz, do the honors.

She did this?

It's Lucas Phillips, Penny's boyfriend,

found dead two years ago just after the Fourth of July.

Detective Clark Boding worked the case.

Yes, I remember. He was really upset about that one.

Remained unsolved when he retired.

Now, the police reports suspected Lucas was robbed on the beach.

Poor guy died from blunt force trauma just after 10:00 p.m.

- Just like Penny Hall. - But we know Penny wasn't robbed.

Otherwise, that diamond necklace would've been long gone.

Exactly. I don't think the motive for Lucas's murder was robbery either.

The killer just wanted us to believe that.

So, it's looking like Lucas and Penny were attacked by the same person.

What's with the rice?

Tiny pieces of rice found on Lucas's hair.

No one found an explanation for it.

Yeah. Nor for the antifreeze in his nose.

Yeah. No, I saw that, but rice? How does somebody get rice in their hair?

I mean, where was this guy? At a wedding?

I doubt that milling rice was his idea of a good time.

- Just saying. Make a note. - Noted. What else we got?

For the two years prior to his death,

Lucas worked as a tennis coach at the Marina Azul Beach Club.

So, do we think Lucas's killer is part of the beach club set?

Uh, Detective Boding interviewed at least a dozen people from the club.

According to his investigation, their alibis check out.

Well, Penny didn't think so.

There are club members all over her board.

And her receipts show she went there a lot.

If you can't afford a membership to the club...

Date a member.

Morris. So, we know Penny came up with an identity,

bought clothes to blend in, then started going with Morris

to do her own investigation into the death of her boyfriend.

Which probably means either Morris found out

and filed a missing person's report on his own victim...

Or whoever killed Lucas wanted to silence Penny 'cause she was getting too close.

Go find out which.

Okay, but why would you think that they wouldn't let you in?

I've worked in these kinds of places, and we didn't let me in.

Huh.

Uh, there's Morris.

Looks like he belongs on the campaign trail.

Tracks for a place like this.

Can I help you with something?

Yes, we're investigating a crime in the area. Who's in charge here?

That would be Mr. Wilson. But I'm afraid I can't let you past the main foyer.

Yeah, you guys have a strict dress code?

I'm sorry, but yes, we do.

- And I'm not passing it? - I'm afraid so.

Club rules state no denim, no shorts and no graphic tees,

but we can offer you a blazer.

- Oh. A blazer. Do you hear that? - Yeah.

Hang on though. What about my car and my bank account

and my kids in... in public school?

I guess what I'm asking is how much does this blazer actually cover?

Like, is it a magic blazer?

My grandfather founded the Marina Azul Beach Club in 1974.

He bought 20 acres of beachfront property

for less than I paid for a year at grad school.

- It's very nice. - Yeah, our members seem to think so.

Oceanfront dining, poolside café, ten tennis courts.

We're not here for the tour, Mr. Wilson.

Did you hear about the young woman that was found a mile down shore?

No, no. We have a private beach, so we don't really mingle with the public.

Different crowd.

Edward.

Yo. Ross wanted to switch the cab with his favorite merlot,

but I thought we agreed the '95 was garbage.

I'm with the guests, Blaine.

This is Blaine, our head of guest services here at the club.

I'm also his brother, which Eddie likes to, uh, leave out.

Are you... You a new member?

Nope. You recognize her?

Yeah. Yeah, maybe. Uh, what's her name?

She's... She's with Morris, right?

Yes. Have you seen her talk to anyone recently?

Sorry, guys, I meet a lot of members' girlfriends,

but I don't really keep track until one's wearing a rock

and they wanna rent the place for a wedding.

You guys must remember this one.

- Oh, they do. - Yeah, that's, uh, Lucas.

He was a tennis instructor here. He was very popular.

It's a real shame.

Anything else?

Not really. It's been a couple of years, man.

Hmm.

You know what? I'm gonna give you my card.

You give me a call if you remember anything.

I tell you what, if I think of anything else,

I'll just call 911.

Of course they're brothers. Very handsome. Very smug.

Very unhelpful.

I'm gonna try to get a warrant so we can take a look at their personal profiles.

Yes. Thank you. I can take that.

- Yeah. Burn it. - Ah.

- How'd you get that black eye? - Oh, I'm fine. Thank you.

- Did a member do that? - No. It wasn't one of ours.

Yesterday, a gentleman on the beach was trying to sell some illegal goods.

Got him off the property, he landed one on me.

Did you get this gentleman's name?

Cameron Smith, aka Swizz.

Two priors for assault, one for possession, one for public nudity.

Club attendant says he's out here at the same time every day.

And if he was kicked out of the club an hour before Penny was attacked,

then he must've been in the area.

But what does he have to do with what happened to Lucas and Penny?

Maybe nothing, but if Lucas was killed

because of something that happened in the club,

and this guy was selling drugs to its members, he had to know something.

- Here's our guy. - You sure?

Pretty sure.

You comfortable over there?

Matter of fact, I am.

Help yourself.

So, why y'all being so nice to me?

Are people not normally nice to you?

In general, no. But maybe I haven't done myself any favors.

Shouldn't have to. People should still be nice.

Did you know Lucas Phillips?

Found dead on the beach a couple years ago?

How about this?

What about her?

His girlfriend at the time. You know her, right?

She's clinging to life after being hit in the head and dumped on the beach.

She barely had a pulse when we found her. Did you see her last night?

There's a detective out in that bullpen

doing a track and trace on your phone right now,

so you might as well just tell us the truth.

Especially if you didn't do anything wrong.

Besides assaulting a valet guy, which I could arrest you for right now.

Have you seen her recently?

- Yeah, I saw her. - And?

And all I did was tell her to stop coming around

acting like I'm the one that killed Lucas.

I don't like being accused of things that I didn't do.

That girl wouldn't let up.

At about what time was that?

I don't know. Like, 9:00 o'clock. Just before I went to the beach club.

I know it looks bad, okay?

But I wasn't selling drugs on their beach.

I was just trying to get in the club to see Blaine.

He's been dodging me for weeks.

Why is Blaine dodging you?

'Cause he still owes me money.

I'm sorry, Blaine owes you money?

See? That's the problem right there.

You folks spend all your time judging guys like me,

but never shine the light on all those privileged-ass people.

Maybe we will.

But first we're gonna go talk to Penny.

Because she just woke up.

Penny, hi.

I'm Detective Karadec. This is Morgan, she's assisting me on your case.

Hi. Glad you're back.

It's good to be back.

Yeah, she's feeling much better.

Uh, Morris, would you mind giving us a minute?

Of course.

I can't believe he's still here.

He didn't even know my real name until yesterday.

Hmm.

Penny, tell us everything you remember about last night.

I was responding to one of the calls.

- From your billboard? - Yes.

But this one seemed legit. It...

They said they saw the attack on Lucas.

So, I went to meet them at the beach.

And then what happened?

I... I felt something hit me from behind.

The next thing I remember is waking up in the water.

I didn't even see their face.

I just want all this to be over.

Well, the good news is that's why we're here.

Thank you. But I should've never gone this far.

But I had to know who killed Lucas.

Yeah. It sounds like he was a pretty special guy.

One of a kind.

That's a really beautiful necklace.

He gave it to me the week that he died.

Um, Penny, we may have to reopen Lucas's case to find out who did this to you.

Was there anything about the days leading up to his death that stuck out to you?

I've gone over it a million times in my head,

but I could never find anything concrete.

What about the beach club? We spent a little time there.

Can you tell us anything about that?

Lucas loved it.

The job, the people.

I thought the whole idea of it was weird.

What do you know about Blaine?

We saw that you had a picture of him in your closet.

Lucas and Blaine had some nasty run-ins.

One was so bad, Blaine suspended Lucas.

Said if there was another problem, he'd fire him.

I tried to get to him, but it was hard,

because he is well-protected by his brother.

Well, I think that about does it for us.

Penny, we'll make sure we leave one of our officers here with you

- while we keep investigating. - You rest. Continue to heal.

We're gonna go find out who did this.

I hope you're right.

I know my brother. He wouldn't hurt anybody.

You sure about that?

Because everyone we talked to says he just plays by his own rules.

Blaine's not perfect,

but I know he can explain all this when he gets back.

- And when might that be? - I don't know exactly.

Can I ask you a serious question?

Did you rob an airport gift shop?

What? No.

Each year, Blaine and I pick a different country to visit.

We've been doing it since we first traveled the Mediterranean as kids.

You gonna arrest me for that?

Well, if your brother murdered one person and tried to kill another,

and you've been protecting him, I will absolutely arrest you.

I would do anything for my brother, and I have,

but we're talking about murder here.

Getting him through rehab, that's one thing, okay?

Covering up his money troubles, sure.

But what you're suggesting, it's insane.

And Blaine, I've been there to help him through the lowest of lows,

and now he's through the fog.

So, I really don't appreciate you standing there

and accusing him of something I know he didn't do.

I can appreciate that, but we still need to talk to him.

He was checking in with his sponsor a few hours ago. Feel free to come back.

Oh, we'll be back.

I think Morris is out.

Blaine is clearly dodging us.

A meeting with a sponsor shouldn't take this long.

Yep, I agree.

But I might have someone just as interesting for us to talk to.

Who?

Her.

Oh, I love your necklace.

Oh. Thank you.

My husband had it custom-made for me

to celebrate our tenth wedding anniversary.

Oh. Do you wanna guess how many diamonds?

You go ahead.

I'm guessing 120 diamonds for 120 months of marriage.

That's right.

One of a kind, he said. Just like me.

Corny, I know.

I mean, I guess it's not corny if you mean it.

- Did you say it was one of a kind, though? - Yeah, because we just saw one

that looked exactly like that.

We did. We did, right? Except that one was real diamonds. This one's moissanite.

Sorry, I'm not familiar.

Oh, you're about to be.

Yeah, sodium carbide.

It was discovered by French scientist Henri Moissan in a meteor crater in 1893.

Nowadays, they're lab-grown,

but that makes them a great alternative to mined diamonds,

and you can barely tell the difference.

They're more ethical, better on the environment,

certainly more economical,

and their double refractory properties makes them throw rainbows

whereas diamonds throw white.

Who are you guys?

The ones investigating the attack on this young woman. You recognize her?

I'm sorry, I don't know who that is.

What about her boyfriend, Lucas?

I gave the real one to Lucas.

Why would you give it to him?

Should we just ask your husband about it?

Shelby Havertz was having an affair

with the club's head of guest services, Blaine Wilson.

And Shelby's not just any member.

Her husband is on the city council,

which means if he found out, club's liquor license goes away.

Lucas found out about Shelby and Blaine.

Shelby didn't want her husband to ruin her boyfriend's business.

Yeah, so Shelby gave Lucas her expensive necklace

to keep him quiet, and bought herself a cheaper replica.

And then Lucas gave the real diamond necklace to Penny.

Now, Blaine didn't think Lucas would keep quiet. That's motive.

Where's Blaine now?

We're waiting on confirmation, but supposedly with his sponsor.

Uh, is this about the rice?

No, it's about his shorts. Look.

His shorts are wet, but his hair's dry.

But if he was killed at 10:00 p.m.,

wouldn't his body be on the beach all night long?

- Yes. - Well, okay.

The problem is, high tide happens around here twice a day.

Once in the afternoon, once between 1:00 and 2:00 a.m.

So when they found his body on the beach in the morning--

He should've been totally soaked from the tide, but he wasn't.

Either we have the wrong time of death...

Or Lucas didn't die on the beach.

I think Lucas was killed somewhere else.

For all we know, he could've been stuffed inside a suitcase.

Probably by somebody who waited until the beach would be empty.

His body was placed there by the killer sometime after high tide.

Which means we have to find the actual crime scene.

Daphne, where we at with the Lucas Phillips cold case?

Sending all CCTV for Carbon Beach and surrounding areas

on the day of Lucas's murder back to the team for review.

And everyone's clear on what we're looking for?

Anyone moving a bag that could have a body inside.

Detective, I need you and Lyons to double-check

the alibis of everybody on this board, please.

On it.

I don't care if they want a statement. The answer is no.

Talk to me.

Well, now that we're looking for a completely different crime scene,

I think we should circle back to a few of these people one more time.

- Which ones? - It's too soon to tell, but we'll zero in.

Oz is going back over all the forensics now.

Only 15% of cold cases get solved. Less than ten after two years.

Yeah, we have our work cut out for us, Morgan.

That's why we're digging in, right?

I know. I just wish I could see what I'm missing.

Don't be so hard on yourself.

You just figured out Lucas's body was moved.

And if we find where he was actually killed,

- it could lead us to-- - To who actually did it.

Yes, I understand that.

But are we really spinning our wheels looking for a two-year-old crime scene?

And Daphne's gonna spend the next 18 hours doing what?

Looking for a car that drove near the beach

that maybe had a dead body in it that we wouldn't be able to see anyway?

Morgan, it's time well spent if it gets us somewhere.

Even if it takes days or weeks--

Or months, or even years. Yeah, I'm well aware.

Yeah, that's what we do. Review evidence with fresh eyes.

I will eat and sleep here if it means finding something on Lucas's body

that came from the real crime scene.

That sends us to a new location.

A new location sends us back to one of those suspects on the board.

I mean, we weren't looking at it through the right lens before.

We are now,

because of you.

Is this your first bullpen speech?

Out loud, yeah.

Very inspiring.

So, what do you think?

That maybe Lucas was attacked in a kitchen or a restaurant.

Yes. We can't forget about the rice.

Look, we've been burning it at both ends.

Let's regroup and hit it hard in the morning, shall we?

Morgan.

I know why this case is hitting a nerve. I feel your frustration.

Look, I've kept my commitment to digging deeper into Roman.

- But I need to know that you're really-- - It's not just about me.

In many ways, I had moved on.

My daughter thinking that she was abandoned by her dad?

That's gonna hang over every moment of her life.

Okay. Go home. I'll see you tomorrow.

Lucas and Blaine had some nasty run-ins.

I would do anything for my brother, and I have.

I don't like being accused of things that I didn't do.

Hi, it's me.

I can see that.

I just texted you a menu. Do you like Chinese?

Would you like to come in?

Does anybody live here?

Ooh, is that a blue rose?

Love those.

You know they don't grow out of the ground like that, right? People make 'em.

Hmm.

The Italians believe they represent a longing for the impossible,

or a relationship that can't--

Morgan, my apartment is not a case or a crime scene. So...

Okay. Got it. Um, okay.

This is what I was thinking, and feel free to kick me out

or tell me to shut up or whatever,

but I kind of knew you'd be here working on this,

and I can't seem to shut it down either, so I thought that maybe we--

You'd just swing by uninvited in the hopes

that together we might find something that helps with the case.

Yes.

I like it. Let's get started.

Oh. Great.

- What? - I just...

If I don't eat something soon, I'm gonna pass out.

So, if you could just check out the menu.

- Yeah. - Yeah.

First of all, I don't understand what's going on with the antifreeze, right?

- That doesn't make any sense. - Can you make it make sense?

So, look. Take this.

♪ Baby, I can never tell How do you sleep so well?♪

How are you gonna look at that face and tell me that you don't hate this face.

No. I hate that face, but we cannot prosecute a face.

Did you see how tall his hair was? I don't trust that.

♪ But then you wake up For the sunrise ♪

♪ You know You don't gotta pretend...♪

- I will look through... - I already looked through all of those.

♪ Don't you Just wanna wake up...♪

Mmm. Right here, we've got a flimsy alibi...

- Mm-hmm. - ...a bad attitude and, uh, a bruised ego.

- So, that's motive. - A bad mustache.

♪ ...babe, I think it's great ♪

♪ But while in this world ♪

♪ I think I'll take my whiskey neat ♪

♪ My coffee black And my bed at three ♪

♪ You're too sweet for me ♪

- There you go. - Maybe this was a mistake.

The pop by or ordering Chinese?

- Both. - Well...

...we are gonna solve this thing, Gillory.

I can feel it in my bones.

They teach you that in the academy? Feeling things in your bones?

I'm just saying. I wouldn't bet against us.

I like the confidence.

You know who else would like that confidence? Tom.

Tom cooks.

Wanted to cook me dinner.

He asked about last night, but we are still working this case.

So, I don't see that happening anytime soon.

It'll happen.

Do you want it to happen?

Yeah. I think I do.

Her name was Lucia.

When I proposed, she made that for me.

Meh. It's for the best.

She deserved to be with a man who wasn't more in love with something else.

This.

I'll see you later.

See ya.

- She's back. - We gotta go. Now.

- Go where? Why? - I'll explain it all in the car.

But I know who killed Lucas.

And how do you know it was Edward?

Okay. So, in the late 1870s,

a man named Erwin Perzy was trying to develop an ultrabright light source

for a surgical lamp.

But what he accidentally ended up inventing was the snow globe.

Snow globe?

Morgan, there are a dozen officers racing down PCH right now.

Why are we talking about snow globes?

Because a snow globe was the murder weapon.

- I think that's a bit of a leap. - Just stay with me, okay?

Throughout history, they've tried tons of different things

to make the snow in snow globes float:

Wax, soap, sand, bone fragments, metal shavings, sawdust,

and last but not least...

Rice.

And the trace amounts of glycol found in Lucas's nasal passages...

Antifreeze.

Antifreeze is what they put into snow globes to keep the liquid from freezing.

So you think Edward used the snow globe to kill Lucas?

I do. Do you remember when we were in his office?

They had all those souvenirs from their world travels.

Edward was talking about that one fancy trip to the Mediterranean.

That's Italy, Greece, France and Spain.

I saw souvenirs from Italy, France and Spain.

I did not see a souvenir from Greece.

The snow globe.

That's right. Here's what I think happened.

I think Lucas had had it with Blaine.

The affairs, the drugs, the fraud. He had to go.

But Edward was never gonna turn his back on his brother.

So when Lucas came to Edward and gave him an ultimatum,

fire Blaine or he spills all of his secrets,

Edward killed Lucas to protect his brother and the club.

- But then there was Penny. - The case was cold.

She was the only one keeping it alive

because she was obsessed with solving the crime.

And Edward was obsessed with covering it up.

You do realize, Morgan, this is all circumstantial

unless we can get Edward to confess.

Great. Let's go do that.

On me. Moskowitz, Kingston. West exits now.

- Got it. - Copy.

- Morgan. Please remember-- - Yeah. I hang back.

You go first. How could I forget?

Everybody, out of the building right now. Let's go. Nice and slow.

- Excuse me. What the hell is going on? - Where's your brother?

- My brother? Why? - Where is he?

- In our office. - Thank you.

Edward?

He's on the run.

Suspect is on the move. I need all exits covered.

He's on foot heading west.

Morgan, we gotta get you someplace safe until we lock down the area

and get Edward into custody. Come on.

- Karadec? - What?

I think I know where he's heading.

Edward, come on down. It's over.

You're right.

It is over.

Hey. Just hold on for a second, okay? Let's talk about this.

You were just looking out for your brother.

The way you have been your whole life.

What do you think's gonna happen to Blaine if you step off that ledge?

Edward.

Ed, she's right.

Don't do this, man.

Look, you're all that I got. I need you.

I'm gonna be okay.

All right. Let's go.

Take care of yourself.

Well, I told you we'd solve this one.

Look at you being right about something.

Ha.

Looks like I'll be able to make that date with Tom after all.

You want a ride to his place?

No. You can just drop me off at my car. I got a few stops to make.

Wine?

Well, wine, but Penny. I wanna be the one to tell her.

Hmm.

Hey.

It was Edward. We got him.

When you're ready, we'll fill you in on everything, okay?

I know it doesn't bring Lucas back, but I hope that at least--

Now... Now I know.

Yeah.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Why is that so funny?

I don't know. I just can't picture you in a high school band uniform.

- Why not? - That's actually a lie.

I can very much picture it.

I just don't think you want me to.

Hey, I was very, very good.

Second chair clarinet. And those wind section kids were very competitive.

Any chance you still have that uniform? I wouldn't hate it if you threw it on.

Whoa. Slow down.

That's good.

Mmm. Thank you. They're called torrijas.

It's actually a family recipe.

Well, then, please thank your entire family for me.

I will.

You don't know my last name, do you?

Hey, I could tell you, but I don't... I don't wanna rush this.

I really appreciate that.

- It's-- - Flores.

I see what you did there.

Mm-hmm.

I hide it well, but I've got a lot going on too.

There were some changes in my life that I had to make

that I probably should have made a long time ago.

It cost me some relationships that I'm

still trying to repair.

Don't worry I'm not gonna unpack it all for you

and ruin this amazing night, but, um...

The point is...

life is messy,

especially when it gets to our age.

I'm so much younger than you.

I just like being around you. It's as simple as that.

So, I'm thinking...

that if we keep it that way,

then, I don't know,

maybe the chaos around us starts to feel a little less chaotic.

Maybe.

You're still picturing me in band, aren't you?

I mean, not 'cause I want to. It just won't go away.

I get it.

- Sorry. - No, go ahead.

Hey, Lieutenant.

♪ If a child ♪

♪ A child cries ♪

♪ Would you not forgive them? ♪

Why don't you close that?

♪ Yeah, I might seem so strong ♪

♪ Yeah, I might speak... ♪

Okay. I'm here.

Morgan, when someone's been missing as long as Roman,

it's hard to find anything besides some old impound files

and the diapers he bought the day he disappeared.

I understand.

That's why it's taking me so long to find anything useful,

to find someone to talk to who might know something.

What are you saying?

I'm saying that when I started digging into every aspect of Roman's life,

tracking where he was going in the days before he disappeared,

I came across a guy.

Someone Roman met with more than once.

Did you get a name?

Gio Cornforth.

Ring any bells?

No. I have never heard that name before. What do we know about him?

Clean record. No digital footprint.

But I did find out that Gio is known as a concierge.

Not the kind normal people use.

He procures certain items for individuals on both sides of the law.

If Roman was dealing with a guy like that, then,

let's just say, it begs a lot of questions.

So we're working on a plan to get him here.

Set up an interview. Get some answers.

This Gio sounds like a hard guy to find.

He is.

But you found him, didn't you?

I did.

When did you do all this?

In the shadows when no one was looking.

And that's how it stays until we know a lot more than we know now.

Okay?

Okay.