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Previously�on�Sight�Unseen...
[man]�Leber's�Neuropathy is�unpredictable.
You're�already�clinically�blind.
-[honking] -I�know�this�is�hard.
Are�you�okay?
Civilian�consultant?
I�want�to�stay�in�the�field--
with�full�autonomy--
my�tools,�my�tech.
It's�called�"Eyes�Up".
The�camera�connects�you to�a�guide�that�"sees"�for�you.
Eyes�Up!�Sunny�Patel. How�may�I�assist?
Do�you�hear�that?
There's�a�deadbolt--
two�inches�up,�to�your�left.
[screaming]
[Sunny]�Tess!�You're�moving too�fast.�Slow�down.
[Sunny]�I�have�agoraphobia.
The�only�way that�I�can�leave�home
is�through�Eyes�Up.
Straight!
You're�more�than�an�app--
you're�my�partner.
[Sunny] I�know�you're�spying�on�me!
[Tess]�����She's�living under�an�assumed�name.
She�went�into�hiding
and�she�used�me!
I�think�she's�been�framed...
-[line�ringing] -...and�I�think
-it's�an�inside�job. -Hello?
[whimpers]
Why�are�you�here? What's�going�on?
It�can't�wait.
-It's�too�dangerous. -Dangerous�for�who?
Can�I�trust�you?
[water�lapping�shore]
[gulls�crying]
[Jake]�I'm�taking�'er�in.
Okay.
All�right,�Sunny. Get�me�off�this�damn�thing.
This�beach�looks pretty�treacherous.
Watch�your�footing,�Tess.
[Jake]�Hey.�Nice�shoes.
[Sunny]�Jake's giving�you�a�hand,�right�side.
You�probably wouldn't�have�wore�'em,
if�you�could�actually�see this�place,�but�yeah.
-Listen. -Let�me�help�you.
My�guide�loves�the�shoes more�than�me,
so�if�you�want�to�stay�dry,
you�should�probably just�follow�my�lead.
Welcome�to�Survivor--
the�"No�Weddings�and�a�Funeral" edition.
Okay,�you're�mixing�genres,
but�that�tie,�however, is�disturbingly�on-point.
Yeah,�all�right.�Guys!
Rocks�to�your�left, tide�pool�to�the�right,
body�straight�ahead.
[Tess] Leo,�what�do�we�got�here?
[Leo]�Not�enough.
The�tide's�on�the�rise,
so�we�combed the�shoreline�first,
and�team's�on�its�way back�to�the�woods,
and�no�access�road to�this�point.
So,�it's�likely�she�was dropped�by�boat,�right?
[Leo]�Boat�seems�probable.
Any�idea�who�she�is?
Well,�no�I.D., no�missing�persons�reports.
No�clue.
She�was�called�in�at,�uh... 7:10�this�morning.
A�commercial�fisherman saw�something�in�the�surf.
It's�just�strange
that�nobody's�called�in a�missing�bride.
[Tess]�Maybe�they�don't�know she's�missing�yet.
Sunny?
Face�up.
Bruising�around�the�throat.
There's�a�deeper�gash on�her�left�forearm.
No�other�visible�injuries.
Her�dress�is�torn in�multiple�places.
Looks...�wet.
[sighs]
She's�so�alone.
Detectives.
[Tess] What�are�we�looking�at�here?
Well,�our�bride's�been immersed�at�least�24�hours.
She�has�abrasions and�contusions
to�her�arms�and�back.
It's�not�a�boating�accident?
I�mean,�it�could�be,
but�the�bruising�looks�like possible�strangulation.
I-I'd�have�to�get�her to�my�lab.
So�we�are�looking at�a�probable�homicide?
Yeah.�It's�leaning�that�way.
Any�tattoos,
anything�to�indicate�where she�might�have�come�from?
No.
Nothing. I�mean,�her�dress�is�vintage.
Wearing�an�engagement�ring.
[Jake]�Check�it for�a�jeweller's�mark.
Sunny,�talk�to�me about�her�hands.
Yeah.
Uh,�they're�plain,�but�short, manicured.
Rough�beds,�though.
Kind�of�like�yours. [chuckles]
Whoever�she�dressed�up�for, she�must've�really�loved�'em.
[Bennett]�Whoever she�dressed�up�for
-is�our�most�likely�suspect. -[Sunny�gasps]
[Tess]�So...
you�think�she�put�her�faith in�the�wrong�person?
I�certainly�don't�think she�expected�to�end�up�this�way.
-All�right,�keep�me�updated. -[phone�rings]
No�one�belongs�out�here like�this.
Yeah.
What's�he�doing�here?
Well,�he's�my�boss,�so...
he�gets�to�go wherever�he�wants.
Look,�Sunny, until�we�figure�this�thing�out,
we�are�just�gonna keep�our�heads�down
and�do�our�jobs.
[Jake] Let's�make�the�assumption
that�she�was�dropped�by�boat.
I�mean,�she�could've�been brought�in�from�anywhere,�right?
Yeah.�So...
why�not�weigh�her�down?
Why�leave�her�here,
where�everyone�can�see�her?
[Jake]�I�don't�know.
We�have�to�play the�percentages�here.
Okay,�we�gotta canvass�the�marinas,
we�gotta�find...
[snapping]�...the�boat.
Yeah.
"Find�the�boat"?
There's�nothing but�wind�and�waves.
[Tess] What�if�there�was�no�boat?
There's�something in�the�shadows
[Matt] Why�am�I�always�your�go-to
for�these�long-shot�theories and�wild�hunches?
What're�you�talking�about?
This�is�our�thing.
We're�not�"a�thing,"�Tess.
-Ouch! -Okay.
Sorry,�Sunny. I'm�a�bear�during�finals.
Okay.�Look.
Jake�and�Leo�think�the�body was�transported�to�the�beach
by�boat.
Could�be�right...
but�I�think she�drifted�there,
and�as an�independent�consultant,
it's�my�job to�think�outside�the�box.
Oh,�well,�I'm�not�a�cop...
and�I'm�not�your�boyfriend--
[laughs]
...so�why�am�I�here?
Because�you�are the�smartest�guy�I�know!
And�the�Marine�Unit wants�to�slow-walk�us
'cause�they're�pissed we�nabbed�the�case.
[Sunny] Mostly,�she�wants�to�be�right.
Wait.�See, I�can�relate�to�that.
All�right.�Ahem.
I'm�pulling
the�dominant�currents from�the�region.
Now,�do�you�mind telling�me�why?
The�body was�scraped�up�pretty�bad.
It�was�seen�near�the�channel by�a�commercial�fisherman.
I'm�thinking�she�drifted�there.
I�think�the�surf�rolled�her against�the�rocks
till�she�ended�up in�the�tideline.
Okay,�so�we�follow�the�currents to�an�onshore�location
where�the�body�would hit�the�water�within...
-The�last�48�hours. -48.
The�strongest�current�would've carried�her�to�your�bay...
right�there.
[Sunny]�Thanks,�Professor.
Two�miles�upstream.
Near�Lion's�Bay.
[Sunny]�We're�looking for�a�path�to�the�shore.
Okay.�Watch�your�step.
There's�tree�roots to�your�right.
How�long�have�we�been�at�this?
Well,�we�knew it�was�gonna�be�a�long�shot.
Two�steps, 45�degrees�left.
All�right.�Well...
if�Jake�is�right,
and�the�body was�transported�by�boat,
then�she�could've�come from�literally�anywhere.
Well,�combing�the�marinas, and�looking�for�security�footage
could�take�literally�forever.
Pan�the�camera�left?
I�see�something further�down�the�path.
It's�eerie.
It's�set�for a�small�outdoor�ceremony,
but�it�looks�abandoned.
Take�a�few�steps�forward.
Is�that�a�shrine?�Crosses?
This�could�be�the�wedding�site.
There's�a�white�wooden�arch.
There's...�eight�chairs.
Wilted�flowers--
and�what�is�that?�Ribbons?
Caught�in�the�branches like�little�ghosts.
I�see�something�on�the�arbour. Just...�go�up?
Further�to�the�right. A�little�higher.
Is�it�a�business�card?
It�fell�behind�you.
Just�turn�around--
[man]�Hello?
[exhales�and�chuckles] Sorry.�It's�a�man.
-He's�smiling�at�you. -�Didn't�mean�to�startle�you.
Just�here�to�do�a�pick-up.
Wedding�rentals? Lowell's�Events?
I'm�Tess�Avery.
I'm�a�consultant with�Metro�PD.
Police?�Something�happen?
Were�you�here�yesterday?
Just�for�the�set-up.
I�heard the�bride�didn't�even�show.
Happens�more�often than�you'd�think.
Cold�feet?
Yeah.�Probably.
Do�you�have�any�contact�info for�the�couple?
All�payments go�through�the�office.
It's�closed�on�weekends,�though.
So,�I'm�just�a�bit�late, if�you�don't�mind--
Oh,�you�can't touch�anything�here.
It's�a�crime�scene�now.
One�of�our�detectives will�call�the�office.
All�right.
Suit�yourself.
So�that's�how�it�ends?
Her�picture-perfect�wedding
comes�down�to�some�guy who�doesn't�even�know�her�name
picking�up�chairs?
No,�this�isn't�how�it�ends-- this�is�where�we�start.
Gonna�call�in�Jake, get�Forensics�here.
You�and�I�keep�going with�our�grid�search.
We�are�gonna�find whoever�killed�this�woman
and�put�'em�away.
That's�how�it�ends.
Well,�I'm�sure�that�Jake is�gonna�be�very�happy
to�be�in�the�loop.
Now�let's�find�that�card.
Camera�down.
To�your�right.
What�is�that?
"D&D�Flowers."
[knocking�on�door]
Just�give�me�a�sec.
Who�is�it?
[Kye] I�know�you�can�see�me,�Sunny.
Kye.
Hi.
There's�a�package�for�you,
and,�so,�I,�um... I'm�bringing�it�to�you.
[Sunny]�Well, that's�usually�how�it�works.
-Yeah-- -Thanks,�Kye.
Hey.�Uh,�can�we,�um...
You�think�I�could�come�in, so�we�could...
talk?
Sorry.�I�can't.
Busy,�busy.�Big�case.
Yeah.�No,�yeah.
I'm�busy�too.
Mahmoud�called�in�sick,
and�Mr.�Solomon's on�a�rampage,
a-and�Vicky's�ferret got�out�again,�so�if--
You�know,�maybe�we�can swap�war�stories�later,�yeah?
I�feel�like yours�will�be�better�than�mine.
Depends�on�where you�find�that�ferret.
[chuckles]
You�know, I�couldn't�help�but�notice
that�that�package�is�from a�security�store--
Just�work�stuff.
-[thud] -[deadbolt�clunks]
[Kye]�Okay,�well, I�should�get�going�then.
[phone�line�ringing]
Well,�this�florist still�isn't�answering.
[line�ringing]
Hey,�Tess,�is�your�guide still�that�woman
who�saw�Bennett's�name on�her�attacker's�phone?
Uh,�Sunita...�Sharma?
"Sunny."�Yeah.
Bennett�said he�was�trying
to�get�the�attacker to�reveal�himself,
find�out who�he�was�working�for.
You�believe�Bennett,
because�he's�always had�your�back?
I�get�it.�Yeah.
Trust�can�blindside�you,�Tess. We�need�proof,�right?
"We"?
I�am�with�you.
I�saw�those�files before�they�were�scrubbed,
and�I�think that�your�guide�was�framed.
But�if�I'm�gonna�stick my�neck�out�for�her--
against�Bennett...
Can�I�meet�this�Sunny?
Give�up�my�secret�weapon?
[phone�rings]
Hey.�Leo.
-I�found�something! -�������������Okay?
Red�convertible.�Mmph!
Sexy�little�thing.
Looks�like it�was�driven�off�the�road.
Somebody�sideswiped�it.
Okay.�Where?
Not�half�a�mile from�the�wedding�site.
A�hiker�spotted�it.
[Tess] Could�be�our�dead�bride's.
The�license�plate,�uh,
is�registered to�a�"Meg�Lewis"�from�Oregon.
I've�put�a�request�in for�her�driver's�licence,
but�it'll�take�time, it's�cross-border.
That's�good�work.
Uh,�has�F.I.S.�determined the�paint�colour
of�the�other�car?
Yep.�I've�put�a�B.O.L.O.�out
for�blue�cars with�front-end�damage.
Okay,�so�they�run�her off�the�road,
they�strangle�her,
then�they�dump�the�body in�the�ocean?
I'm�definitely�thinking crime�of�passion�here.
At�least we've�got�some�traction.
We�find�who�hit�her, we�find�our�killer.
And�I�saved�the�best�for�last.
I�think�I�found where�she�was�staying.
Sending�the�address for�the�B&B.
Okay.
[Gina]�Meg�Lewis? Yes.�She's�my�fiancée.
[Jake]�I'm�afraid we�have�bad�news.
No,�no.�This�is�all some�kind�of,�uh,�a�mistake,
because...
no,�Meg�is�coming�back.
She's�just--
hang�on,�she's�just�scared.
Gina...
I'm�sorry,�we�know this�must�be�such�a�shock--
Mm-mm.
She's�gonna�text�me�back.
You�said�scared?
What�was�she�scared�of?
She's�in�denial.
Gina?
What�was�Meg�scared�of?
Commitment!�I�don't�know!
What?�You�never�heard of�cold�feet?
[Jake]�Ms.�Matheson, we�understand
that�this�must�be very�difficult�for�you,
but�try�to�hear what�we�are�saying.
We�suspect�foul�play.
Now,�Meg�was�found on�a�beach�opposite�the�inlet
where�the�car�was�discovered.
We�don't�have all�the�information�yet,
but...
...we�suspect�that she�was�run�off�the�road
and�killed.
Meg?
No.
It's�hitting�her.
She�looks...�broken.
[quietly] Give�me�some�details.
The�bed's�unmade, there's�clothes�everywhere.
Take�a�few�steps�forward.
There's�a�table.
Reach�forward.
There�are�two�wedding�rings.
We�didn't�think we�should�see�each�other
before�the�ceremony.
When�she�never�showed�up, I�just...
thought�she�bailed�on�me.
Wait.�There's�something carved�in�them.
-Numbers. -[screenshot�snaps]
You�know,�when�we�got�married, we�had�our�names�engraved.
-[snap] -Got�it.
Oh,�god.
Gina,�can�you�think�of�anyone
who�might've�wanted to�hurt�her?
Absolutely�not.
We�run�a�coffee�shop...
[Sunny] Oh,�y�ou�dropped�the�camera.
It's�just�under�the�table.
Meg�always�called�us
"the�world's most�ordinary�couple".
-Were�you? -Yeah.
I�mean,�we...
just�thought we'd�get�out�of�there�for...
our�wedding...
we'd�go�get�married someplace�new,
so�I'm�just,�uh...
waiting�for�her to�walk�through�that�door.
[Sunny]�If�she's�not telling�the�truth,
she's�a�great�actor.
I've�lost�some�people,�too.
Suddenly.
You�gotta�take�it�one�minute at�a�time,�Gina.
We're�gonna�need to�take�a�statement.
And�we're�gonna�need�you to�identify�the�body.
No,�no,�no.
This�can't�be�happening.
This�can't�be the�last�time�that�I�see�her--
like�this,�here.
Can�you�tell�us�about the�first�time�you�saw�her?
Uh,�we�met�at�a�garden�centre.
I�was�picking�up a�plant�for�my�mom
and,�uh,�I�had�hayfever--
sneezing,�and...
This�beautiful�lady said�"Bless�you."
And�then,�by�the�fourth�sneeze, she�just�started�laughing.
That�was...�Meg.
[Sunny]�Nice�story. Are�we�buying�it?
We're�gonna�need�you
to�stay�in�town for�a�little�while.
Yeah,�I'm--�I'm�not�leaving
till�you�find�out�who�did�this,
whatever�it�takes.
Hey. So�Gina's�story�checks�out.
Gina�Matheson�and�Meg�Lewis
booked�the�room
and�the�wedding�rentals two�weeks�ago.
They�got�no�flags on�their�credit�cards.
Uh,�the�do�have a�small�coffee�shop
in�Riley,�Oregon, just�like�she�said,
and�apparently,�they�serve a�killer�rhubarb�tart.
All�right,�well,�we�know it's�not�the�tart,
so�who�would�want to�kill�one�of�them?
I�tracked�down some�of�the�wedding�guests
before�they�returned�to�Oregon.
Got�the�five�of�them coming�in�tomorrow,
and�they�put�Gina at�the�wedding�site
at�the�time�of�the�murder--
she's�not�a�suspect.
You're�welcome.
Okay.�What�about�the�florist?
Still�no�answer.
All�right, I'll�check�them�out�myself.
Maybe�grab�some�jasmine while�I'm�there.
Hey,�why�don't�you let�me�drive�you?
I'll,�uh--
we�can�get�some�burgers on�the�way�back�or�something.
Yeah,�sounds�good.
I'll�do�a�double--
no�cheese,�peppers, extra�pickle,
sauce--�barbecue-- yam�fries...
[Jake] I'm�not�getting�you�a�hamburger.
[Sunny]�Hey,�Tess,�I've�been looking�at�Meg's�socials.
So�far,�nothing-- not�on�Gina�either.
Old-school,�huh?
Well,�Gina�did�say they�lived�simple�lives.
We'll�have�to�ask�her about�that.
D&D�Flowers.�Looks�closed.
Okay.
Yeah. That's�pretty�damn�closed.
Yeah.
[Sunny]�Tess,�there's somebody�on�the�floor.
-The�gate's�open. -There's�someone�on�the�floor.
What?�Hold�on.
Police!
Is�anybody�here?
I�got�no�pulse. He's�cold.
All�right,�don't�move. I'll�check�out�back.
Is�something�burning?
No,�I�don't�see�anything on�my�video.
[Jake]�It's�clear.
Hey,�you�okay?
I'm�fine. I�thought�I�saw�something.
I'm�gonna�call�it�in.
[phone�rings]
[phone] Call�from�Jake�Campbell.
Jake.�What�does�Rae�have?
Okay,�so�what�we've�got is�one�Robert�Oliver.
He�provided�the�flowers for�Meg�and�Gina's�wedding.
Looks�like�he�died from�blunt-force�trauma.
So�he�was�beaten�to�death?
Okay,�this�has�to�be�connected to�the�bride�killing.
We�got�a�time�of�death?
Rae�will�confirm at�autopsy.
What�about�prints? Murder�weapon?
Forensics�is�working a�rush�on�the�scene.
Great.�They're�escalating�it.
I'm�coming down�to�the�station.
And�do�what?
Get�some�rest,
wait�for�the�reports.
Just...
we're�gonna�find�this�guy.
Seriously?�He's�already dropped�two�bodies.
Let's�make�sure that�there's�not�a�third.
Tess,�are�you�doing�okay?
I-I...�you�looked pretty�shaken�up
at�the�scene�today.
I'm�just...
I--
yeah,�I�was�thrown for�a�second.
I...
I�think�I�don't�like the�smell�of�jasmine
as�much�as�I�thought.
Maybe�we�could�get�together--
and�brainstorm?
I�mean,�yeah,�I...
I�would�love�to. I-I�can't,�I--
Right. I'll�see�you�tomorrow.
[Sunny] Who�are�you,�"Meg�Lewis"?
[shrieks]
[slams�lid�shut]
[phone�rings]
[ringing]
Hey!�Still�coming�up�empty on�the�Megan�Lewis�front.
Do�we�use�work to�avoid�other�stuff?
Um...�like�what?
Our�diets?�Or�relationships? Or...
our�pasts?
That�one.�Yeah.
Well,�mine�sure�as�hell caught�up�to�me--
in�my�apartment, holding�a�gun.
But�Sunny, that�guy�is�dead.
Mm-hmm.
What�are�you�doing?
I'm�listening. You�should�try�it�sometime.
You're�in�my�ear 15�hours�a�day!
All�I�do�is�listen.
Look,�you�clearly�have something�on�your�mind.
If�you�don't�want�to�talk,
then�fine.
I...
[chuckles�sadly]
I'm�sitting�on�a�curb...
and�the�yard�near�me is�so�full�of�jasmine,
it's�all�I�can�smell.
The�night�your�mom�died?
Matt�sent�me�this�weird�text.
I�knew�right�away something�was�off.
I�couldn't�make�myself�move.
Probably�sat�there�an�hour...
before�I�got�up�the�nerve to�go�home.
When�I�did...
it�was...
flames,�sky-high.
Nothing�left.
I�know it�was�her�deadbeat�boyfriend.
I�always�told�myself I'd�go�after�him.
Oh,�Tess...
you�were�just�a�kid.
You're�not�responsible.
Maybe�we're�both�haunted.
we�know�Meg�Lewis was�run�off�the�road.
Autopsy�confirms she�was�strangled,
and�we�believe�the�body was�dumped�in�the�ocean
not�far�from�the�accident.
Do�you�have�evidence?
Rae�narrowed�the�time�of�death of�our�bride,
and�it�fits�with�peak�tide.
What�Tess�did is�she�took�the�ocean�charts
and�tracked�the�currents
back�from where�the�body�was�found
to�the�location�of�the�wedding.
Which�is�how�we�found�the�car.
Mm-hmm, and�Rae�just�confirmed
that�the�florist�was�killed before�Meg.
Looks�like�our�guy put�up�a�fight,�too.
[Bennett] So,�someone�used�the�florist
to�get�the�location of�the�ceremony�site?
That's�correct.
Yeah,�and�kill�Megan�Lewis. The�question�is,�why?
Time�to�dig�deeper.
Yeah.�It�is.
"Time�to�dig�deeper."
-[hushed]�Hey. -What?
Talk�to�me�about what�Bennett�said.
He�thinks�he�knows who�framed�Sunita--
that�he�was�laying�a�trap,
that's�why�his�name�showed�up on�the�attacker's�phone.
What�he�didn't�know
is�that�the�guy already�had�her�location.
[Jake] You�believe�him?
That's�a�good�question. Do�we?
Look,�until�I�get�some�proof-- I�don't�know.
Anything�new�on�the�florist?
Uh,�Forensics is�still�processing.
What�about�the�wedding�guests?
Apart�from�the�fact
that�the�bride never�made�it�to�the�altar,
-no�one�saw�anything�unusual. -[Jake]�Okay.
The�couple�had�no�enemies. Well-liked.
Okay,�what�about�family?
Dig�into�the�tree-- find�any�rotten�fruit?
That's�the�thing-- there's�no�tree.
[Jake]�There�was�no�family at�the�wedding?
That's�very�weird.
Or�a�blessing-- but�maybe�that's�just�my�family.
Anyway--
I�thought�that�maybe�the�family didn't�approve�of�the�marriage,
but�that's�not�it.
It's�the�guests�themselves.
None�of�them�knew�the�couple for�more�than�three�years.
[Jake]�Okay,�but�Gina�and�Meg are�both�in�their�late-30s.
Surely,�they've�got�friends�that have�known�them�longer,�right?
The�cut-off�is�three�years. As�if�they�just�suddenly--
-...Appeared. -...Appeared.
Tess...�that's�it!
They�killed�you...
and�I�ran.
And�you�ran�too,�didn't�you?
[Matt] I�think�I�found�something.
The�numbers�in�the�rings that�Sunny�sent�me
were�latitude�and�longitude.
-Simple,�right? -Right.
-Totally. -Wrong.
Four�digits�were�missing,
so�I�wasn't�able�to�pinpoint an�exact�location--
but...
I�figured�it�must�be�somewhere significant�to�the�couple.
So,�our�top�candidates in�the�search�grid
are�Elgin�Park,
a�Stop�'N'�Sip,
and�Surrey�Courthouse.
The�courthouse!
Wait.
I�did�a�reverse-image�search on�Meg�Lewis,
just�going�on�a�hunch,
and�I�found�a�single�photo.
Sending�it�to�you�now.
I�thought�it�was�a�mistake, because�the�name�didn't�match,
but�I�think�it's�her-- it's�Meg�Lewis.
I'll�take�your�word�for�it.
[Matt] I'll�search�the�court�database.
There�she�is.
Our�dead�bride--
Assistant�Prosecutor Megan�Sabata--
same�face...
...Different�last�name.
She�was�hiding�her�identity.
If�Megan�Lewis�is�Megan�Sabata,
and�Gina�knew�it, she's--
she's�been�lying this�entire�time.
Jake-- we�need�to�pick�up�Gina�now!
[knocking]
Gina!
Cleaned�out.
[thumps�door�shut]
She's�gone.
Everything's�gone.
She's�in�the�wind.
All�right,�did�we�spook�Gina,
or�does�she�think someone's�after�her?
Ah,�but�Meg�Lewis was�the�target,�right?
Someone�she�convicted was�released,
tracked�her�down, and�got�their�revenge.
Bennett's�got
the�Media�Unit�broadcasting her�photo�on�socials.
We�got�no�hits�yet.
This�is�gonna�be�like
trying�to�find�a�needle in�a�stack�of�needles.
[Sunny]�Just�going�through the�microcam�footage.
I�keep�feeling�like maybe�I�missed�something.
Tess.�Gina�has�a�gun!
[Tess]�What?
[Sunny]�In�the�motel�room,
you�dropped�the�camera under�the�table.
Remember?
I�caught�a�frame�of�the�gun
taped�to�the�bottom of�the�table.
I�mean,�I'm�looking�at�it right�now.
So�they�must've�had the�gun�there
before�Meg's�death.
Call�logs from�the�florist's�are�in.
Let's�hear�'em.
Mila�Pearce,
Thomas�Riku,�Eric�Saiid, Leona�Rossi,�John�Anderson--
Wait.�"Rossi".
One�of�Meg's�cases--
the�defendant was�named,�uh...
"Tanis�Rossi".
Pulling�up�the�mugshots.
It's�Gina!
Gina�was�the�defendant
in�Meg's�last�case as�a�prosecutor.
I--�I'm�texting�it�to�you.
[text�alert�chimes]
Her�real�name�is�Tanis�Rossi.
Gina�Matheson�is�Tanis�Rossi.
Meg�ran�away�with�the�defendant she�was�prosecuting.
They�were�both hiding�their�identity.
So�much�for�"the�world's most�ordinary�couple."
-[deadbolt�slides] -Deadbolt...
second�deadbolt,�third�deadbolt, fourth�deadbolt,
chain-- the�chain's�staying�on.
Sunny,�the�man that�attacked�you
is�dead.
You�killed�him. You�saved�my�life.
Could�we�celebrate�a�little�bit,
maybe�get�rid�of one�of�these�deadbolts?
Or�just�lose�the�chain?
-[thud] -[click]
See?
You're�free.
[scoffs]
Kye.
The�person�who�paid to�have�me�killed
is�still�out�there...
...and�you're�the�one
who�brought�the�wolf to�my�door.
I--�I�can't...
Just�take-- take�a�tiny�step,
and�I�will�walk�with�you.
Just�take�the�tiny�first�step.
You�gotta�do�it.
Please?
[sighs]
Please.
Sunny?�Sunny!
[thud]
[multiple�locks�engaging]
Did�your�daughter�have a�pre-existing�relationship
with�the�prosecutor who�tried�her�case,�Ms.�Rossi?
You're�gonna�have to�dumb�it�down�for�me,�hon'.
Your�daughter was�up�on�fraud�charges
for�a�real-estate�scam.
Was�she�sleeping with�the�Prosecutor?
I�wouldn't�know anything�about�that.
Well,�Meg�got�the�case�thrown.
She�presented inadmissible�evidence.
That's�the�lawyer Tanis�AKA�Gina�was�gonna�marry.
That�whole�year�was...
too�much.
It�was�three�years�ago.
It's�not�like�we�talked�a�lot.
She�called�me,�she�said that�she�was�getting�married,
she�was�happy.
She�didn't�even�tell�me�who.
But�she�told�you about�the�wedding?
Asked�me�not�to�come.
Typical�Tanis.
Your�daughter hurt�a�lot�of�people,
running multiple�pyramid�schemes.
Was�there�ever�any�particular name�she�mentioned,
anyone�she�was�worried�about?
I'd�help�you�if�I�could...
but�I'm�not�sure I�ever�really�knew�my�daughter.
Not�even�back�then.
I�thought�she�was�on�the�run from�the�law.
Turns�out it�was�with������the�law.
Our�stack�of�needles just�gets�bigger.
We�could�be�looking
for�one�of�Meg's�felons, or�Gina's�vics.
Gina�defrauded at�least�six�people,�right?
In�one�of�the�cases,
one�family was�absolutely�devastated--
mother�files�for�divorce, father�hung�himself.
Two�grown�sons...
uh,�one�lives out�of�the�country.
The�other,�uh, a�"Moore�Woodall"�of�West�Van,
actually�has�a�record of�assault�on�Gina.
Apparently,�during�the�trial,
he�had�to�be�pulled�off�of�her by�security.
-Jake,�this�could�be�it! -Mm-hmm.
That�was�when Meg�went�on�the�run,
even�though�she�had�never backed�down�from�a�case�before.
See�what�I'm�saying?
But�if�Gina�is�the�one who�destroyed�his�family,
why�go�after�Meg?
By�killing�the�woman�she�loved, he'd�be�destroying�Gina?
Or�maybe he�got�the�wrong�bride?
Either�way,�Mr.�Woodall is�our�new�best�lead.
Yeah.
[Jake]�Let's�go�talk�to�him.
Someone's�forced�the�lock.
Mr.�Woodall?
Police!
I�see�him
through�the�back�door-- he's�outside.
[Jake]�Can�you�hear�me?
Gina?
[Jake]�Gina, put�down�the�weapon!
[Sunny]�Gina's�holding�a�gun on�Moore�Woodall.
[Jake] You�do�not�want�to�do�this.
He�took�everything�from�me.
Gina,�let�us�help�you.
You�killed�her.
I'm�not�a�killer.
I�didn't�have�anything�to�do with�what�happened.
I�don't�believe�you.
Think�about�Megan!
She�wanted to�protect�you,�right?
Give�you�a�new�life?
You�kill�him and�all�that�goes�away.
You're�reaching�her.
[hammer�cocks]
[Woodall�balks]
She�believed that�you�could�change.
[Jake]�Gina,�please.
Come�on.
It's�up�to�you�now.
Put�the�gun�down.
[Woodall] She�should�be�locked�up.
I�mean,�what�would've�happened if�you�guys�hadn't�shown�up?
That�woman,
she�took�everything from�our�family...
and,�pfft-- got�off�scott-free.
No�justice,�no�remorse!
I�wasn't�gonna�hurt�him.
You�had�a�gun�to�his�head.
I�wanted�him to�admit�what�he�did�to�Meg!
I�don't�even�know who�Meg�Lewis�is.
What�about�"Megan�Sabata"?
The�prosecutor from�Gina's�trial?
Mm-hmm.
That's�who�she's�talking�about?
I�knew�I�would-- [bangs�table]
...hurt�people, but�I�never�imagined
it�would�unravel the�way�that�it�did.
That�man�killed the�love�of�my�life!
They're�married?
They�never�made�it to�the�altar.
Prosecutor�was�killed.
Where�were�you two�days�ago?
I�was�in�Honolulu with�my�family.
You�think�I�did�this?
You�just�said�it�yourself--
Gina�destroyed�your�family.
We�know�that�your�father committed�suicide,
and�when�Gina�ran�off with�the�very�prosecutor
who�was�supposed to�deliver�your�family�justice--
it's�possible...
I�mean,�is�there�anyone�else who�would�want�her�dead?
If�it�wasn't�Moore, it�was�his�brother,�Sam.
They�both�sent�me�death�threats
during�the�trial.
I�wasn't�lying about�the�garden�centre.
Meg�hadn't�even�been assigned�the�case�yet!
We�tried�not�to�fall�in�love,
and�then�we�tried�to�keep our�relationship�under�wraps,
but...
all�it�would've�taken is�one�slip,
one�sighting.
How�did�he�find�her?
They�were�tracing your�mom's�calls.
I�called�my�mom from�the�florist.
It�was�the�most�important�day of�my�life.
I�just-- I�wanted�her�to�know�that...
I�was�happy.
I�thought that�would�be�safe.
The�autopsy
indicates�that�the�florist was�beaten�before�he�died.
We�think�he�told�them where�the�ceremony�was.
So�two�people�are�dead because�of�me.
Do�we�believe�her?
Do�we�need�to?
What's�important is�that�we�get�Meg's�killer.
[Jake] And�Moore's�alibi�checks�out.
He�was�in�Honolulu, just�like�he�said.
I�just�cut�the�interview�short.
I�got�a�call from�Border�Services.
The�younger�brother-- Sam�Woodall?
Crossed�into�Canada three�days�ago.
Our�bingo�card's filling�up.
Yep.
Let's�use�Gina�to�our�advantage.
If�she's�right,
Sam's�not�done�with�her,
so�if�he�goes�after�her,
he's�our�killer.
You're�talking�about�a�sting?
[Tess] With�Gina�as�the�bait.
Let's�do�it.
[Officer]�Keep�your�head�up. We�need�you�to�be�seen.
[starts�engine]
following our�targeting�vehicle.
Still�a�way's�out.
[Bennett]�Do�you�have�an�I.D.?
[Officer]�Nothing�yet. Still�too�far�out.
Where's�my�mother?
In�a�safehouse.
She'll�be�fine.
[Officer]�We�have�eyes on�the�suspect's�car
approaching the�target�address.
Do�you�think�you're�defined by�your�worst�day?
I�think...
I�think�who�you�were doesn't�matter.
It's�about who�you�are�now.
[Officer]�Blue�sedan is�pulling�into�the�driveway.
[Officer�#2]�The�driver is�exiting�the�vehicle.
[Officer�#3]�Move,�move,�move!
[Bennett]�Do�you�have�him?
[Officer]�We�got�him.
What-- Gina,�what�are�you�doing?
Hey!�Get�back�in�the�car!
I�just�need�to�see�his�face.
-Gina! -[Jake]�Abort,�abort!
It's�not�Sam�Woodall�in�the�car. It's�his�brother,�Moore.
We�got�the�wrong�guy.
Gina!
Sam...
Oh,�my�god.�It's�the�guy from�the�wedding�venue.
He's�Sam! He's�the�brother.
This�is�Avery! I�need�backup.
Suspect�is�on-site and�on�the�move!
He�must�have�been�here the�whole�time.
[panting]
What�do�you�see?
Nothing--�it's�a�cornfield.
There's�a�tractor�at�11:00.
Tess,�what�are�you�doing?
I�need�a�weapon!
Oh,�wait,�I�see�something--
a�wrench--
it's�under the�seat�of�the�tractor.
Ow!
Tess,�you�need to�wait�for�backup.
He's�after�Gina,�not�me.
What�the�hell?
What�is�this?
Sunny,�are�you�seeing�this?
Seeing�what?
[gunshot�fires]
Tess!
Don't!
We�can't�lose�him!
[exhales�anxiously]
[Sunny]�Do�you�hear�anything?
[whispers]�No.
[stalk�snaps]
Footsteps--
I�can't�tell�who.
Sunny?
Movement--�2:00!
Who�is�it?
I�can't�tell.
Please�tell�me you're�not�gonna--
Shh!�Quiet!
Tess,�it's�Sam!
[thud]
[grunting]
Gun.�10:00.
[Gina�crying�out]�Sam!
It's�Gina.
She�has�the�gun.
I�never�meant to�hurt�your�family.
What�are�you�gonna�do?
Kill�me?
You�killed�my�wife, and�I�can't�let�that�go!
-[Sunny]�Tess! -Down!�Get�down�on�the�ground!
Gina,�it's�over.
[sirens�approaching]
[relieved�sigh]
It's�time I�faced�the�past.
Take�responsibility.
You're�doing�the�right�thing.
[Gina]�I�know.
Everything�Meg�touched, she�changed�for�the�better.
Especially�me.
I'm�gonna�try�and�do the�same�thing.
So...
Moore�showed�up to�stop�his�brother
from�killing�Gina.
Apparently,
he�called�the�police�first, but�the�9-1-1�operator
had�no�idea�whatsoever about�the�sting.
Yeah.
Tess.
Here.
[Tess]�What's�this?
What�I�promised�you-- a�name.
From�my�old�boss,�Taylor.
Oh,�Taylor--
the�guy�who�promoted�you to�look�the�other�way?
Despite�what�you�might�think, Taylor�was�a�solid�cop.
Yeah,�I�have my�doubts�about�that.
He�was�under�the�thumb of�someone�higher�up--
the�circle�of�life--
but�now�that�he's�with�us,
he�can�help�us�find�out where�this�begins.
I�want�to�work�with�you to�uncover
why�Rigby�Daniels�was�killed.
[Sunny]�Liar.
Oh,�Rigby.
I�wish�you�would've�told�me what�you�were�hiding.
[sighs]
Hey.
We�did�pretty�good�today.
Yeah,�you�sure�did.
[Tess]�Are�you�admitting that�I�actually�kicked�ass?
[Jake]�As�much�as�it�pains�me to�say,�yes.
Though�I�do�think�you've�got a�little�bit�of�an�edge
with�that�secret�weapon of�yours.
You�might�want�to�introduce�me to�her�sometime.
Oof.�Keep�dreaming,�Campbell.
[sighs]
[Mia] What�are�we�drinking�to?
Want�me�to�take�a�guess?
Well,�this�is�fun, isn't�it,�Wilbur?
I've�been�seeing�things.
What,�hallucinating?
You�been�taking�drugs?
No.�I�saw�fire.
And�I�couldn't�smell�smoke, and�I�couldn't�feel�heat,
so...�I�know�it�wasn't�real,
but�it�looked�so�real--
it�was�like�I�could�see�again.
Okay.�Those�things that�you're�seeing,
are�they�in�focus?
How�did�you--
It�sounds�like Charles�Bonnet�Syndrome--
uh,�visual�hallucinations
caused�by�the�brain's adjustment�to�sight�loss.
Okay,�so�I'm�going�crazy?
No.�Nothing�exists�in�a�void.
Your�brain isn't�getting�any�information
from�the�optic�nerve,
so�it's�drawing�from past�experiences
to�fill�in�the�blanks.
Oh.
For�me,�it's�cats-- [laughs]
...skittering�away into�corners.
Does�fire�mean�something�to�you?
Look...
I�know�how�terrifying this�can�be,
but�it�gets�better.
It�can�be�useful.
Kind�of�helps�you�tune�into how�you're�feeling.
It's�like�having�a�therapist in�your�own�head.
Whatever�happened to�good�old-fashioned�denial?
[sighs]
This�fire...
let's�just�say it's�a�reminder�of�my�mom.
I�take�it�you�two�didn't�have the�best�relationship?
Here's�to�the�people
who�make�us�look�at what�we�don't�want�to�see.
There�something in�the�shadows
Cuts�you�like�an�arrow
There's�fire�in�your�blood
Hanging�from�that�hope
But�everybody�knows
There�something in�the�shadows
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