♪ Apateu, apateu Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh ♪
♪ Kissy face, kissy face Sent to your phone, but ♪
♪ Come give me somethin' I can feel Oh-oh, oh ♪
♪ Don't you want me like I want you, baby? ♪
♪ All you gotta do is just meet me at the ♪
♪ Apateu, apateu ♪
♪ Apateu, apateu Uh, uh-huh, uh-huh ♪
- Hey, good morning. - Good morning.
- How you doing? You good? - Yeah.
Morning. What can I get you?
Miss? Are you okay?
Oh, my gosh! Help!
Help! Somebody, please!
♪ You-ooh-hoo, you-ooh-hoo ♪
♪ This life This life is a knife in the heart ♪
Good morning.
Can't believe I worked on that stupid thing for two weeks.
Paul Cézanne hated everything he ever painted,
and he's considered one of the greats.
Yeah, after he died.
Well, he worked on The Large Bathers for seven years.
I don't have years.
I have art school reps coming to my showcase soon
and I've literally got nothing.
You've got a couple days.
Plus, I really like what you've done so far.
You're my mom. You're supposed to love it.
That is not true. That textile thing you did was boring.
And a little derivative.
Okay, uh, why don't you go and pack your bag for your dad's house?
Okay.
Art isn't like your job, Mom.
I don't just get to look around and, like, notice things.
It's a little more than that. But okay.
I have to come up with something completely original,
something so undeniable it stands out.
Because if I don't, then I might not get another shot at being noticed
or getting a scholarship.
Hey, listen. I lived with an artist before you came along, remember?
Your dad used to fill up so many garbage cans
with some really beautiful stuff that he thought was trash.
You know, the points where he was the most frustrated
and he was about to give up,
that's usually when he would come up with something very special.
And you will too.
But you can't give up.
Okay, okay, I got it.
What if your final showcase piece is the trash can full of your art?
Okey doke. Uh...
I've got an idea.
How about over the next couple of days, you wanna talk to your sister,
you just run it by me first, okay?
Rosenberg would've called that a finished piece.
- I know. Have a wonderful day. - I love you.
I love you too.
No, I'm saying...
...if you wanna judge my lavender oat milk latte,
- you should at least try it first. - No, I don't think so.
- Lavender is for soap, not for sipping. - Oh, my gosh.
You know, you really didn't have to drive me.
- You were on the way. - Mmm.
- Thank you. - You're welcome.
Yeah.
Yeah, I can head right over. Just, uh, shoot me the address.
Oh. I'm already there.
Thank you. Okay. Excuse me.
Oh. What's going on here? Bring your girlfriend to work day?
Lucia's one of the managers here. She handles all their VIP guests.
- She want to comp me a room sometime? - I'll ask her.
Really?
Everyone's on fire this morning.
Major Crimes got the call because she's high profile.
- She is? Who is she? - Mm-hmm.
Vera Hensley from The Big Fix with Vera and Frank.
- I've never seen it. - Yeah, it's a husband and wife team.
They repair houses, do renovations, things like that.
Well, I've got three kids.
I don't really have time to build my own deck.
She's not exactly dressed for a pool day. What's she doing out here?
I talked to a few hotel guests who said she was already laying here
- when they came up this morning. - So, you think she's been here all night?
Maybe she stumbled out here drunk, fell in the pool and hit her head.
No.
Look at her hair, it's styled.
Ah!
I mean, it's frizzy.
I agree it got wet, but you ever seen a woman come out of the water?
It'd be all plastered to the side of her face,
not round and bouncy.
- It didn't rain last night. - So how'd she get wet?
Sprinklers.
Yeah, they probably run at night when the guests aren't around.
Which means there was no one here to witness her attack.
That's assuming that it happened here.
Well, if she was killed somewhere else, we'd better find out where
before Vera's killer has time to clean it up.
- Vera Hensley? - Yes, anything you can tell us.
Her room number, when she checked in.
Oh, she's not staying here,
but her husband, Frank Hensley, is a DNA guest.
Do not announce. Very high profile.
Only essential staff have access.
He's been staying in the penthouse, checked in a few days ago.
Okay, give us one of those master key cards.
We're gonna go snoop around his room.
We'll knock. Can you access cameras?
Uh, we only have cameras by the pool, the elevator, and the lobby, but I... Huh.
That's weird.
These cameras were, uh, turned off last night.
Off or erased?
I wouldn't know. I'm guest relations.
I'll put our IT team on it.
Let's go talk to your VIP.
Vera and I were never apart.
We lived together. We worked together.
Our show is our life.
Is it true you guys met at a hardware store?
You watch the show?
My girlfriend and I are moving into a place that needs a bit of work
and, uh, The Big Fix taught me a lot.
Our first place together was a two-bedroom house off Van Ness.
Crooked floors, no storage, no light.
Every project started as a problem that Vera and I couldn't afford to ignore.
Can I ask what time the two of you went to bed last night?
Vera wasn't staying here.
So this isn't her bra?
I invited some friends over last night.
I guess it got kind of wild.
Mr. Hensley, if Vera wasn't here with you last night,
why was she at the hotel?
I wish I knew.
Okay, so where's the lamp?
And the brass candle holders, and the stone bookend?
I don't know.
So, his wife dies in the same hotel he's staying in and he never saw her?
Please.
Sounds like Vera found out that Frank was here partying,
confronted him and things got out of hand.
- Okay, so why aren't we bringing him in? - Cause we need evidence.
Right now, we can't even prove that Vera came up to this floor.
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
Uh, that'll do it.
Yeah, they're taking me in right now.
- Where'd you park? - On the street like a sane person.
You think I'm paying hotel prices?
- We reimburse. - You do?
Yeah, you save the receipt, fill out an expense report--
Oh, God. No, forget it. You lost me. Bye.
- I said it's over. It's done. - It's not too late.
We can be together. No cities.
Just seasons. And frosty trees.
W-Why?
I know. It's terrible. Try not to worry too much.
I love you. Bye.
- Everything okay? - Hmm? Yeah.
Lucia's just having a hard time.
- With what? - Uh, with the murder at her hotel.
Most people don't show up to work expecting to see a dead body.
Right.
Just last week, I was watching Vera and Frank put together a banquette
and now we're trying to find out if he killed her.
This is new.
Oh.
Yeah, it's a gift from Lucia.
It's, uh, gypsum sand.
She said it's rare.
Like what we have.
She's right. It is rare.
I loved Vera.
The kind of love where you rent out the penthouse suite
- to hook up with other women, right? - No.
- So the bra was yours? - We checked your records, Frank.
This wasn't the first time you wanted to fly solo, was it?
But you thought what she didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
Only she did find out about the women, the lies, the partying.
You went behind her back
while telling the world that you loved her.
I did. Vera and I were always honest with each other, okay?
I don't know what she was doing in that hotel.
I didn't even see her.
Okay, so you're cheating on your wife in the same hotel...
I heard Lucia works at that hotel.
- Small world. - Yeah.
I guess.
Being the happy couple that you see on TV fixing houses, that was our brand, okay?
That wasn't who we were, not always.
Sometimes...
Look, we like to do our own thing.
I mean, as far as I know, having a good time is not a crime.
No, it is not.
But knocking your wife out
when she walks in on you with another woman
and then moving her dead body so you can clean up the evidence,
- that would be a crime. - My client's said enough.
Call us when you actually have something.
The bloody fingerprint on the elevator button matches
Vera's blood imprint.
Mmm. So, we know Vera went up to the penthouse.
That means Frank either wasn't there at the same time
- or he's lying about not having seen her. - I checked the hotel records.
Frank and Vera had a joint account at the Blackwell Hotel.
So if one of them booked a hotel room,
the other would receive a digital key on their phone automatically.
Then maybe Vera saw where Frank was and wasn't as happy
about his partying as he wants us to believe.
Okay, and what about the items that were missing from the hotel room?
Yes, found them in the hotel dumpster
and pieces on the penthouse floor.
Looks like there was a fight and someone tried to clean up.
But there was one item we couldn't find anywhere.
The ME says Vera's head wound is consistent
with the shape and size of that bookend.
So, we know what the murder weapon was, but we don't know where it is?
Tell me the hotel cameras caught something.
CCU is still working on it but we should know soon.
Did you talk to the people Frank was partying with?
Yeah, he gave us four names, all friends.
Most of them work for him. His manager, Aaron Rothman.
One of his producers, Lois Mendel.
His stylist, Talia Cruz.
And last, his best friend from college, Boyd Hollis.
Do we think they're covering for him?
Well, if they worked for him, they have financial motive
to keep Vera from going public about Frank's indiscretions.
Boyd took some photos at their party last night.
Wait a second.
Who's this guy?
None of Frank's friends mentioned anyone else
being around last night, did they?
And you've never seen him before?
No. You guys?
Maybe someone at the hotel knows who he is.
Morgan and I will go back. We can check with Lucia.
Maybe ask around.
You gonna get that?
Kind of thought it was decorative.
Hello.
Morgan, this is Willa Quinn.
What do you want?
To warn you about the danger you're headed into.
Believe it or not, I'm not your enemy.
I'm the person that warns you before the enemy reaches you.
The way it reached Eric Hayworth?
I think we both know that wasn't a suicide.
There's no way to catch up when the people that are helping you are helping me too.
Back off, Morgan.
If you wanna threaten me, I think you should come and do it to my fa--
Did she just hang up on me?
Willa said the people helping you are helping her too?
Those were her exact words?
Yep.
So, either she's got someone working for her in the precinct,
or she wants me to think that she does.
What?
Willa was seen leaving the Beverly Palms Country Club
with Nick Wagner Sr. Captain Wagner's father.
Wha...
- Do we know why? - No.
A while back, the captain flat out asked me
how to get you to let him in on the Roman investigation.
So I think we need to consider the possibility
that both Wagners are working with Willa.
Does he know we know this?
Soto asked him about his involvement. He denies having any.
Thank you for telling me.
Does he look familiar?
Yeah, he's a guest, or was.
- He checked out a few minutes ago. Uh... - Hmm.
Charles Hale. Yep, that's him.
Got a phone number?
- Uh-huh. - Thanks.
I'm here for Detective Karadec.
Charles, thanks for coming in.
- Yeah. - Right this way.
My plane leaves in a few hours.
This won't take long. Please have a seat.
Just a few questions.
It's my understanding you were staying at the Blackwell Hotel, correct?
Yeah. Is this about Vera Hensley?
- It is. How do you know her husband? - I don't.
I met him at the hotel bar.
I recognized him from The Big Fix.
- Mmm. - Figured, what the hell? Say hi.
And he introduced me to all his friends.
- Was Vera with them? - No.
Did you hear or see anything that would make you think that Frank
or his friends might wanna hurt Vera if she were there?
No. But...
there was a guy, 40s, white, he was on his own.
He was looking for her. He gave me a bad vibe.
Did you get a good look at this guy? Enough to give us a description?
Hey.
There you are. I was looking for you.
Yeah, I figured we should probably talk.
Which thing would you like to start with?
Are you working with your father and Willa Quinn?
No. Absolutely not.
I believe you.
Good.
My subpoena to search Willa's office in New York got shut down,
but I'm not done trying.
Well, I had an idea.
Only I can't do it and you should certainly not get caught doing it.
Okay, you got it.
We'll circle back to the other thing later.
I look forward to it.
Sorry, sorry.
- You burned the house down yet? - Thought about it.
- Can't figure out what you wanna do still? - I actually have one idea.
But you might not like it.
I don't have to like it.
Well, that box of all Dad's stuff that you keep in your closet.
- Can I use it? - For what?
I don't know yet, but I promise I'll take good care of it.
Ava, listen, I saved all that stuff for you, okay?
You do whatever you want with it.
- Really? - Yeah, but that's it.
Don't touch anything else in my closet, okay?
Gotta go. I'll see you soon.
You think this is our guy?
Well, we showed the sketch to Frank's friends,
but none of 'em saw him, so we're sending it over to hotel staff.
Maybe we get lucky.
Wait a sec.
I've seen those eyes before.
As much as I'd love to put Vera's killer together piece by piece,
unfortunately, Morgan, we're not playing Mr. Potato Head.
Yeah? Well, maybe we should be.
You're telling me that's not the exact same mouth, and her nose
and beauty mark, and her eyes and ears, and this guy's forehead?
The reason no one's seen our mystery man is because he doesn't exist.
Charles just Frankensteined a bunch of features from Frank's friends together,
and we drew a picture about it. Where is he?
He's gone. We had no reason to hold him.
He's not answering.
Daphne's got something for us.
CCU was able to recover some footage
from the Blackwell elevators off the hotel computer.
I'm just looking through it.
ME places Vera's death between 2:00 and 4:00 in the morning.
Start looking around there. She was killed in the penthouse.
I don't think he'd wait to bring her to the pool.
Here's something.
Okay, you could fit a body in that cart.
Lucia's on the way.
I told her we have some questions about the investigation.
I have something I need to tell you, guys.
I probably should've mentioned it earlier.
- What is it? - Um...
This morning, I saw Lucia and Charles Hale together.
They were having a...
conversation.
A conversation?
Yeah, I couldn't really make out what they were saying.
It was something about no cities, just seasons, and frosty trees.
I don't know. I couldn't make sense of it.
All I can tell you is it didn't make me feel good
because they were very friendly.
Well, Morgan, Lucia works for the hotel and she talks to lots of the guests.
You think that Lucia is involved
with the man who may have killed Vera Hensley?
Look, I don't wanna be right about this.
Well, that's good, Morgan, because you are not.
Look, Lucia's not seeing this man or involved with this investigation.
When she comes in, we can ask her.
Adam, I don't think you should be the one conducting this interview.
Well, then, watch me.
The moment you see something you don't like, pull me out.
Mmm. I've never been in here before.
Yeah, we don't, uh, use it very often.
You have kids' toys.
So nice.
Well, with kids, you want 'em to feel comfortable,
safe, you know, try to make a bad situation a little better.
Mmm. Careful, you make a great dad talking like that.
- Hmm. - So, how can I help you with your case?
You got called into work pretty late last night.
I did.
What did they call you to the hotel for?
Apparently, Frank Hensley's party got a little out of hand.
- What'd you find when you got there? - Between you and me...
a mess.
Some of the items in the room were even broken.
I just cleaned it up, took it with me, and left.
How'd you get the stuff out?
I put it all in a hotel meal cart, rolled it right onto the elevator.
Adam, what's going on? Wait, are people watching us right now?
Yeah, this is a murder investigation,
and if I wasn't asking the questions, someone else would be.
When you got to the penthouse, who was there?
- No one. - And how well do you know Charles Hale?
Mr. Hale does a lot of business in LA.
He stays at the Blackwell when he's in town.
What else do you know about him?
I don't do background checks on my guests, Adam.
Well, the thing is, when we showed you his photo,
you neglected to mention that he had been there before.
Well, our guests expect discretion.
If I had felt there was something important, I would've told you.
We believe Vera Hensley was killed in the penthouse
by Frank or Charles and then moved to the pool.
And the only person that was in the elevator around her time of death...
was you.
You think I took a dead woman downstairs in a hotel meal cart?
No.
But it is my job to figure out who did.
Well, it's funny how your job seems to keep coming in between us, but this...
This, I did not see coming.
We're looking for Charles right now. Do you have any idea where he might be?
How would I know that? I don't know him!
Then, what were you guys talking about on the street this morning?
Businessmen like Charles are the type of VIPs we want coming back
to the Blackwell.
So, that means sometimes I have to be a little friendly,
and sometimes a man like Charles can take that the wrong way.
And when it happens, I make sure the line is clear.
But Charles was...
Trying to cross that line?
First, he asked me for restaurant recommendations.
Then he invited me to join, and I said no.
And I said no again.
And he followed me out onto the street, and I told him to never come back.
I'm sorry that happened.
Maybe I should've told you. I just...
I didn't want you to worry.
- Hey, I'll walk you out. - Uh, that's okay.
I know my way out.
Charles told me he's flying out today, so we're checking manifests.
You didn't ask about the "no cities, frosty trees" thing.
That's what Charles said to her.
That's what you thought you heard.
Hey, Morgan, we already know Charles is lying.
Do you have any reason to believe that Lucia is lying too?
Lying is a really strong word, but yeah,
I think there's something she's not telling us.
What I saw was a woman whose boyfriend
was accusing her of being involved in someone's murder.
I can't imagine what that must've been like for her.
I know what it was like for me though.
I'm gonna get an update from Daphne and Oz.
Hey, you want me to be honest with you, right?
I just think it would be smart to bring her back in
- and ask a couple more questions. - It's not your call, Morgan.
Sorry.
I know this is uncomfortable for you, okay?
Soto could talk to her, or you know what?
I'd be happy to do--
Do you want Lucia to be guilty of something?
What does that mean?
Where are we at with Charles Hale?
Still monitoring the cell number he gave the hotel. No location yet.
- I hope you know-- - Know what?
Is everything okay?
I get that this is hard for you, but you and I both know
that if it was anyone else in that room, you would be asking tougher questions.
Are you accusing me of not doing my job?
It's not just your job. This is personal.
I know exactly what this is! And I don't need you managing me.
I am not one of your kids, Morgan, so stop treating me like one!
Yeah, it's a big tent, big tent.
We need someone who's familiar with the levers of government
and actually knows how to use them.
Excuse me one minute.
Ms. Quinn and I do tend to move in similar circles
- if that's what you're after. - That job that you had me offer Morgan
didn't come from you, did it?
It's okay. No offense taken. It's nice to be wanted.
Uh, speaking of Willa, should we hunt around,
see if we can go find her here, or...
would you rather just make a phone call?
Thank you.
I see you've decided not to take my advice.
What a shame.
No, a shame is my daughter losing out on 15 years with her father,
and that look on your face.
Okay.
I'm here.
- What do you wanna say? - This'll just take a minute.
You know, when I was growing up,
my father liked telling people he was self-made,
got there on merit, which wasn't true.
There were people in your way
who suddenly lost credibility, jobs, everything.
Some of 'em even disappeared, and back then, I didn't understand.
Now I do.
It was you.
Well, you're right. I have-- I've-- I've helped your father.
I've made introductions. I've given advice sometimes... ...quietly.
That's what I do.
I'm willing to expose all of it, every ugly detail.
You can't prove any of it.
Oh, I... I think actually we can.
Detailed logs of all of your calls,
texts, and e-mails over the last year or so.
Technology really is incredible, isn't it?
You would not believe how many incriminating documents
you can cram onto something this tiny.
- Well, if it's even real-- - Oh, it's real.
The guy we met on our last case gave us an assist.
Decent bowler, great hacker.
- That's fraud. - Felony, inadmissible.
Oh, absolutely, highly illegal.
The courts would never allow it, but the press will.
You would really destroy your father's life like this?
I wouldn't worry so much about him.
There's lots of stuff about you on this file.
I find that highly doubtful.
Mr. Wagner and I don't keep up much with correspondence.
No, you don't, but he really loves bragging
to his high-powered friends about his connections to you.
- He can't shut up about it. - This is your leverage?
Well, if it isn't, you have nothing to worry about.
But if it is, you know how to stop it.
Tell me what happened to Roman.
I've tried very hard to keep this from reaching your life.
If you're doing all of this to get answers for one child,
has it even entered your brain that you're inches away
from putting baby Chloe and Elliot in danger?
Okay. I'm done. Mwah.
- No, no, no. You get back in the car. - What are you doing?
- Stay away from me. Get back in the car. - Okay, fine. It's fine. It's fine. Go, go.
You don't get to say my kids' names.
You have no idea what you're doing.
- I'm trying to warn you! Just-- - Tell me what you did!
Who are you protecting?
Okay. You need to think very carefully about what you are asking.
Oh, my God! Just answer the question!
Fine, I'll give you what you want,
and then we'll see how badly you wanna keep digging.
Did you speed through the red before or after you ran into Willa's car?
She threatened my kids. You would've done the same thing.
I wouldn't have ran the red.
I have something you should see.
Charles Hale's employment data didn't check out.
Dates overlap.
One company doesn't exist, so I ran his prints federally.
I got hits under three different names.
This guy's lived all over the place.
Alamogordo, New Mexico. San Angelo, Texas.
Yakima, Washington.
You know, I can run it in Copilot.
I'll have it categorize police reports by location, date, and name,
then color code them by location and create a summary of the findings.
Okay, here we go.
I'm finding reports on alleged scams in multiple cities he's lived in.
Look, he posed as a start-up investor in Phoenix.
A high-end real estate partner in Ojai.
So, he's not a businessman, he's a con man.
So Frank was his next target, but why kill Vera?
Well, hang on a second.
Charles checked into the hotel the same day Frank did,
except Frank was a do-not-announce.
So, how did Charles know he was even there?
Lucia.
You said Charles, or whatever his real name is,
lived in Alamogordo?
New Mexico, yeah. Why?
That's by White Sands National Park, the largest gypsum dune field in America.
- Gypsum? - Unlike quartz sand,
gypsum sand dissolves completely in water, which makes it incredibly rare.
Lucia gave this to Karadec. It can't be a coincidence.
I think that she and Charles were in the same city at the same time.
Where's Karadec?
Yeah.
Charles Hale is a con man, and I think Lucia is involved.
Morgan. I'm not gonna do this again.
Okay. Just hear me out, okay?
The day that Frank checked into the Blackwell,
I think Charles was tipped off.
- He came to the hotel to con Frank. - Any idea what the con was?
I mean, Frank and Vera's whole brand was that they were a happy couple, right?
It made them millions.
So if Charles got evidence that Frank wasn't the devoted husband
that he claimed to be...
Frank would've paid anything to keep it from getting out.
Charles was gonna blackmail Frank.
While Frank and his friends went to the pool,
Charles was in the room alone.
Vera walked in and caught him planting a recording device.
So he had to take out the witness.
Okay, so how did Vera end up by the pool?
She snuck out and she ran.
But that elevator is slow,
and she was afraid that Charles would come after her.
So she took the stairs, but we didn't see it
because there were no cameras there.
It was dark. She was disoriented.
Lucia did clean the room
like she told us, but she left out one thing.
I think Charles was back in that room.
Unless Charles could've done all of this on his own.
There were two things that Charles could not have done on his own.
You think she erased the videotape.
And she tipped off Charles in the first place
that his next big mark just walked into her hotel lobby.
That's why Lucia's been so upset.
She's the one who brought Charles Hale into the Blackwell Hotel.
I'm really sorry.
I'll call you back.
Come on, Charles! Please!
Lucia.
- He won't listen to me. - It's okay.
Let me handle it.
Charles, I need you to put the safety on and drop it to the ground, please.
I don't think so.
You know, I got a feeling that you care about Lucia as much as I do.
Do not do something that she will have to live with
for the rest of her life, okay?
Don't do that to her.
Charles, there are some things that you and I cannot change
no matter how much we want to.
But what we can decide is how this ends.
I can think about a bunch of ways we can turn this day around,
but they all start with you dropping that gun.
Watch your head.
How did you know we would be here?
"No cities, just seasons. Frosty trees."
Those fans are there to keep the frost off the trees.
That and Charles, or whatever his real name is,
was trying to buy this place.
Just an instinct, I guess.
I didn't come here to run away with him, Adam.
I just didn't want anyone else to get hurt.
We met in New Mexico.
I was still getting over you, and he seemed to understand that.
- Did you know what he did? - Not at first.
But when I found out, he said he wanted to change.
He just needed, like, a couple more big paydays first.
So I helped him.
I pointed to a couple of high-profile guests at other hotels.
But he didn't change.
So I left.
I came back here.
I bumped into you.
And then he showed up at the Blackwell
and told me if I didn't find his next mark,
that he was gonna make sure my cop boyfriend learned everything.
But that if I did it, he would disappear for good.
I didn't want him to destroy everything that we have, Adam.
Where's the bookend he used to kill Vera?
Adam, it's me.
Yes, thank you.
They got him. Charles is in custody. Everyone is safe.
I just got this.
- What is it? - Willa came through.
This FBI agent, Lyla Flynn,
she was working undercover, and she was murdered.
- Mm-hmm. - Turns out she was dirty.
Mmm. It looks that way. Selling intel, laundering money.
There's something else.
What?
They suspect that Roman was working with her,
and when she decided to come clean,
he killed her.
This was a scandal too big for the FBI, and Willa helped them bury it.
Security cameras caught these outside Lyla's house the day she was murdered.
That's Roman's car.
No.
I'm done. Let-Let's be done.
Can you give us a minute?
Yeah.
What does that mean?
Stop digging, okay?
Listen, I-I don't know. It doesn't matter anymore.
It's just not safe.
It's not safe? It's never been safe.
Erik Hayworth, this woman... I don't know. I don't know what's true.
All I know is that if anything were to happen to any of you--
Morgan, stepping away is simply not an option anymore.
- Oh, my God. - Okay, I'm scared too.
But I can take care of myself.
Whatever happens, we'll do it together, okay?
- Hey. - Hey.
Come in.
How you doing?
Well, the unis are taking Lucia to the precinct now.
Oh, God. I'm sorry.
You don't have anything to be sorry for.
I'm sorry. You warned me. I should've listened.
Should be charged with accessory after the fact.
- Karadec. - Though with the other cons
that her and Charles were involved in, the charges will increase.
Adam.
I can't believe this is happening.
Just cannot believe it.
- I feel so stupid. - No, don't.
Please don't do that.
You did it right.
You did. You opened your heart, you let her in.
That's always gonna be the right move.
I believed her.
I believe she wanted a life with me.
Now, I don't even know who this person is.
Yes, you do.
You do. It's the same person. You just...
You just loved her too much to see the things that you didn't wanna see.
It's okay.
It's gonna be okay.
- I got to go see Ava's art show. - Yeah.
- You wanna come with me? - I would love to,
but I have some things that I really need to take care of, you know.
Okay.
But I'm here if you need me.
I know.
See ya.
♪ Pink and blue ♪
♪ Were dancing ♪
- Mom. - Hi.
I'm so glad you made it.
Wow.
So, what do you think?
- Ava, this is-- - Boring?
Yes, I just fell asleep. No, buddy, this is incredible.
I am so impressed. You did this all by yourself.
Well, I guess I had some help from my dad.
Yeah, I guess you did.
You're not gonna start crying, are you? Please don't embarrass me.
My little baby girl did this one!
Oh, my God, Mom.
Hey. What's going on?
Hey. My father gave me a name.
It's an old FBI ghost that was there when everything went down with Roman.
I'm meeting him tonight.
- Tonight? Well, I-I gotta come with you. - No.
You need to stay away until I get eyes on this guy.
I'll be fine. You'll be there.
Come on, I need to talk to him.
Okay.
9:30, Rancho Park. South side of the pond.
Okay, I'll see you soon.
♪ Draw the blinds ♪
♪ Light every candle ♪
♪ Slip off my pretty dress ♪
♪ Down my chest when I think of you ♪
♪ Every night ♪
Yeah, I mean it was...
♪ Both lips on the mirror ♪
♪ It's ritualistic ♪
♪ Counting lipstick stains where you should be ♪
♪ Oh, I need you around ♪
♪ I'm getting close now ♪
♪ Do you picture me like I picture you? ♪
♪ Am I in the frame... ♪
Hey!
♪ Do you feel the same? ♪
♪ I'm too scared to say ♪
♪ Half of the things I do ♪
♪ When I picture you ♪
♪ Aah, aah, aah ♪
♪ Do you picture me like I picture you? ♪
♪ Am I in the frame From your point of view? ♪
♪ Do you feel the same? I'm too scared to say ♪
♪ Half of the things I do When I picture you ♪