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Alexa, is it raining in Honolulu?

No rain is expected today.

Oh, perfect.

Alexa, add spirulina
to my shopping list.

I've put spirulina
on your shopping list.

Lose the knife, too.

Drop it!

What do you want?

You.

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Warrior one.
Reaching up, lengthening up.

And release.

Back to Tadasana, mountain pose.

And one final deep, cleansing breath.

We'll finish with Savasana

to rejuvenate the body
and to relax the mind.

Allow your whole body
to sink into the ground.

Ernie.

Good.

Namaste. You've reached Carla Chase.

Enlighten me after the tone.

Last time we were here,
we were catching o'io.

Not here to fish today, Pop.

You caught one big buggah.

Cook 'em up with shoyu and garlic.
Remember that?

We need to talk about the restaurant.

Couple of years ago,
you took $50,000 from A.J. Hale.

A.J. had no right telling you that.

That's my business.

A.J. didn't tell me. The FBI did.

The FBI?

They're investigating him.

Money laundering, the criminal

businesses the Koa
brothers were running.

A.J.'s in charge now.

I don't have nothing
to do with that, never have.

- But you took their money.
- It was a loan.

50 grand in cash.

I hit a bad patch and needed help.

But I paid it all back.

Pops, it won't matter.

Not if the feds believe
you laundered dirty money.

You know me, Kai.

I wouldn't do that.

So, what do I do?

Make sure your books are in order.

Every cent accounted for...
Receipts, invoices, everything.

- Okay?
- Not so easy with a business like mine.

Then get busy. You have to assume
that they're coming for you.

And you need to be ready.

If I do that,
then we can take care of this, right?

Make it go away?

I hope so, Pop.

So, I'm sitting there in the dark,

and then the window starts
to slide open.

- Okay, you're awful.
- I know, right?

Well, how late was Gracie?

Like 20 minutes.

But I'd sent her a text
and given her plenty of warnings.

And then you decided
that scaring her to death

was the right parenting choice?

I knew it would be effective.
You should've heard her scream.

Truly, you're the worst.

Maybe, but you can bet that

she's not gonna try to sneak in
after curfew ever again.

Hey.

Everything okay?

Uh, I'm not sure.

What's up?

C.C. never showed up to yoga
this morning,

and I can't find her anywhere.

C.C.?

Carla Chase.

You and Commander Chase
do yoga together?

Was the incredulous tone for the yoga
or the "together" part?

Both?

We do a lot of things. We're friends.

Hit an amazing centipede exhibit
at the Insect Museum last week.

Sounds like a party.

Okay, look, maybe she just...

she could have gotten
caught up with work.

I just came from AFMES.
They haven't seen or heard from her.

She didn't answer the door at
her house either, but her car's there.

All right, grab Kai,
go check out her house.

Talk to the neighbors,
see if they have a key.

You got it.

You think something happened to her?

We're gonna find out.

I'll come with.

Great. You can, uh,
tell me about the centipedes.

Oh, it was fascinating.
You wouldn't believe...

Kidding.

Looks like a decent security system.

Yeah, I was expecting more of
a wind chimes and dream catcher vibe.

She's actually got
an amazing Ojibwa dream catcher,

but she was also with
the Navy Medical Corps in Iraq.

She's seen some things.

Commander Chase, hello?

It's locked.

Let's check around back.

There's, uh, doors off the patio.
Maybe we can get in there.

C.C., you here?

- What if she's hurt? We have to get in.
- We will.

Guys.

Broken glass.

Stay out here.

NCIS.

Commander Chase, you in here?

Clear.

Clear.

Oh, my God.

What part of "stay out there"
didn't you understand?

- She's not here.
- Maybe she's...

Ernie. Just keep back.

We got to assume this is a crime scene.

Hey, boss.

We have a problem.

Okay, BOLO's out for Chase.
Any witnesses?

No. We talked to the neighbors.
Nobody saw anything unusual.

And it didn't look like
anything else was taken?

Not that we could see.

All right, well, Jesse got
one print off the back door.

I asked Ernie to run it
through the databases.

Hey, Ernie seemed pretty shaken up.

He and Chase are close.

You two are pretty tight, too,
aren't you?

Yeah. We've been colleagues
and friends a long time now.

- Hey, you holding up okay?
- Nope.

But C.C. needs our A game,

so I guess we'll have
to just fall apart later.

Sounds like something Chase would say.

- Anything from the security footage?
- No.

Back camera was disabled

and there was nothing
on the one out front,

but I got a hit
on a print that Jesse lifted.

Sergeant Owen Santino. Army Ranger.

And also a wanted man.

- For what?
- Another abduction.

Woman taken from her home last night.

Bree Foster.
Special Agent with the DEA here on Oahu.

- Did they know each other?
- I-I don't know.

DEA won't release any details.

W-What could this guy want with them?

I'll talk to DEA and see what they know.

Okay. We'll start digging
into Sgt. Santino.

- We have to find her.
- We will.

Keep me posted.

Get out.

All right.

Screaming won't do you any good.

Maybe... maybe now you
can tell me what this is about?

You'll see.

I'm not going anywhere
without some answers.

Maybe you're not the one
calling the shots.

- You need medical attention.
- I'm fine.

You're hypertensive. Elevated
heart rate, shallow breathing...

Just move!

Go!

Come on.

Get in. Get in.

What is this place?

Come on. Come on.

- Come on.
- Okay.

Stay.

This is why you're here.

Time to get to work.

Hey, we find any connection between
Sgt. Santino and Commander Chase?

No.

I went through the records
Army CID sent over,

but there's no obvious
point of contact between them.

What about the missing DEA agent?

- Santino know her?
- Not that I can see.

There's got to be a reason
he took those two.

What do we know about Foster?

She has been with DEA
just over eight years.

Solid agent, good record.

- But where's she detailed?
- Um...

task force going after
black market opioids.

There's been a big uptick on the island,

especially with military personnel.

Santino's Army.

He could be a target
of the investigation.

Well, if he is, they're not sharing.

Even Tennant got red-taped.

Bet she didn't like that.

No. She went to pay them a visit
in person with Whistler.

Figured a little FBI muscle
couldn't hurt.

They better get some answers.

I hate to say it, but
if we don't get Chase back soon,

we might not get her back at all.

Don't try anything.

Yes. You've made that abundantly clear.

Multiple lacerations.

Deep penetration
from a relatively low angle.

Is this your doing?

I wouldn't need you if it was.

Then how did you end up with
this unfortunate woman's body

in a freezer in the middle of the woods?

I got a text last night

telling me to meet Agent Foster
at her house.

Agent?

She's DEA, but I-I...

I swear, she was dead when I got there.

So the obvious next
move on your part was

to steal the body
and kidnap a medical examiner?

I didn't do it! I just...

I just need you to prove it.

And how do you expect me to do that?

Autopsies, tests. You know?

- Whatever it is you people do.
- All of which require

- sophisticated medical equipment.
- No...

isn't an option, Doc.

Trust me, I got nothing to lose.

I'll do what I can,

but you may not like what I find.

Let's just hope you're wrong about that.

For both our sakes.

I can't do anything
without the proper tools.

So I'll give you a list.

My contact at DEA was tight-lipped
about this task force.

She heard they're about to be shut down.

She say why?

Only that the agency seems
to be in cover-your-ass mode.

- Oh.
- Hey!

Who the hell are you?
You can't be in here.

Jane Tennant, Special
Agent in Charge, NCIS.

This is Kate Whistler with FBI.

And we wouldn't be crashing your party
if you returned our calls.

- We've been a little busy.
- Looking for your

missing agent? We've been
doing that, too.

Agent Foster and Commander Chase
don't have time

for jurisdictional games.

It's a lot more complicated than that.

We can handle complicated.

Look, I'll go as far over
your heads as necessary

to find Commander Chase, or...

...we can all be professionals
and start cooperating.

Come on, guys. Isn't this thing
messed-up enough already?

Let's start over.

I'm Supervisory Special Agent
Jerry Covington.

This is Special Agent Kendra Vreeland.

And the bullheaded one's Ned Ross.

Thing is, Bree Foster
isn't just missing.

She was murdered.

That bastard Santino killed her.

I warned Bree not to trust him.

They knew each other?

Santino was her informant.

It's why we kept the murder under wraps.

We're close to figuring out the source

of these black market opioids
and shutting them down.

Well, what's Santino's connection?

A few weeks ago,
Bree and I picked him up.

He had a baggie of the opioids
we've been chasing.

Santino is an addict.

Started dealing on the side
to afford his habit.

He agreed to identify his main supplier

in exchange for a lighter sentence.

And it was working. We're close.

And you're sure the sergeant
killed Agent Foster?

Got his picture to prove it.

That's Bree's home,
just after 11:00 last night.

And this is from this morning.

Santino have a motive?

He'd just found out we
were gonna report everything to CID.

Probably looking at a dishonorable
discharge even though he cooperated.

- Must've been pissed.
- And blamed Bree.

Okay, wait. Where's Agent Foster's body?

Santino took it.

Wait, your CI killed his handler,

took her body and then
abducted a medical examiner?

You might have wanted to lead with that.

- Any word?
- No.

But task force is getting us
everything they have

on Sgt. Santino
and Agent Foster's murder.

There's got to be more we can do.

Look.

Carla is one of the most formidable
women I know, and she's smart.

She can take care of herself.

You really believe she's okay?

I'm trying to.

Do you have something?

Yeah.

I may have figured out why
Sgt. Santino took Chase.

One of Santino's Army buddies
died last year from an overdose.

The assumption was that it was suicide.

- But Chase disagreed?
- She proved

he had an anaphylactic
reaction to the drug.

His death was tragic but accidental.

So no reason for Santino
to hold a grudge.

Just the opposite.

He abducted a medical examiner
whose opinion he trusts.

Feels like he's trying to see if Chase

can prove that he didn't kill Foster.

Then he's gonna be disappointed,

'cause it's pretty certain he did.

A security cam shot of him
at the front door

isn't much evidence.

There is plenty more.

Then why don't we have it?

Because the guys
are dragging their feet,

hoping to catch Santino first
and put this thing to bed,

keep the task force
from being shut down.

Commander Chase could be in danger.

Which is why I'm here.

You got some place we can plug this in?

Based on blood spatter, we think
Foster got stabbed multiple times.

Did you find the murder weapon?

No. Ross thinks Santino
used his combat knife.

Body was dragged out back.

Boot prints are Santino's size.

He didn't try very hard
to cover his tracks.

Probably high, not thinking straight.

Hey, boss,
I, uh, talked to Santino's unit.

Kai, this is Special Agent
Vreeland with the DEA.

You all cooperating with us now?

Some of us, anyway.

All right.

None of the guys in Santino's unit
have heard from him.

Said he'd been pretty erratic
the last six months.

Happens when that monkey
lands on your back.

Nothing but the addiction matters.

Yeah. I did get a name.

Russ Novak, a dealer
they'd seen Santino with.

Yeah, we know Novak. Real scumbag.

Targets combat veterans
who are already struggling.

Did Novak serve?

No, but he talks the talk.

Makes the guys trust him.

Why haven't you picked him up?

Because what we really want
is his supplier.

Santino was getting tight with
Novak, trying to get a name.

All right, well, if they're close,

then maybe Novak knows
where Santino's taken Chase.

We need to talk to him.

You do that,
he could suspect we're onto him.

Maybe warn his supplier.

Months of the task force's
work blown to hell.

Thought you wanted to help
save Commander Chase.

All right, that's everything.

I'm not sure what you expect from me.

Your DNA's already all over the body.

I don't know, just... something.

Whatever I find
won't even hold up in court.

Got it. It's hopeless.

So let's just end it now.

Hmm?

Perhaps I should have been clearer.

I need human medical supplies.

I got what I could.

Breaking into your lab at Pearl Harbor
didn't seem like the best plan.

How interesting.

What?

Around the wound there,
that odd chafing.

You see it?

This one?

Drop the gun, now.

Do it.

- Do it!
- You think I won't?

Go ahead.

I'm finished anyway.

Did you kill Agent Foster?

No.

She tried to help me.

She was the only one that cared.

Put that damn thing away.

What are you doing?

An excellent question.

One I don't quite
have the answer to myself.

Step aside, soldier,
and tell me everything you did

from the moment
you entered Agent Foster's home.

I spent way too many nights

in bars like this when I served.

Really? Didn't figure you
for a party guy.

Why not? I'm-I'm fun.

- Sure.
- I'm f...

Also, there wasn't much else to do

at most of the posts I was stationed.

You know, bars are actually
the best place to get into fights.

- Like, on purpose?
- Sometimes.

I was working through a lot of
anger issues back then, okay?

There's Novak.

Those guys he's with
can't be any older than 22.

Novak's trying to get them hooked.

Bar fight actually sounds
pretty good right now.

Hey, it's gonna have to wait.

If Novak can help us track down Santino,
we might find Chase.

Nice and easy, all right?

Cool. There anything you want, man?

Y'all ready to do this?

- Definitely interested.
- Cool.

Hey, we just want to talk, man, okay?

- That right?
- Yeah.

So much for nice and easy.

Hey. You all right?

Go, go, go!

You okay?

Uh, yeah.

Novak, freeze!

DEA!

This the part where
you guys say thank you?

I should have been
consulted before your team went

- after Novak.
- We have different priorities.

Ours is finding Commander Chase.

You think we don't want that, too?

I'm sure you do.

But you're also
protecting months of work

that you've put into this investigation.

Damn right we are.

And we needed Novak to
identify his supplier.

Then maybe you shouldn't
have gone in guns blazing.

This is on you.

You're just lucky
we were there watching Novak.

We could have handled it.

- Sure as hell didn't look like it.
- Okay!

Arguing is getting us no closer
to finding Santino or Chase.

So back off. Santino killed Bree.

We'll find him and bring him to justice.

Is this about justice or revenge?

It's about getting the job done,

which is what I'm gonna do.

We are wasting time.

We need to pool our resources, Jerry.

All hands on deck. No holding back.

All right.

Not sure how it'll help,
but everything we have is yours,

as long as it's a two-way street.

Of course.

- I'll let our people know.
- Thanks.

It's how we should have played
this from the beginning.

Here.

I found this next to the...

next to Agent Foster.

Yes, that could certainly be the weapon
that caused the injuries.

Just have no idea how
it got there, though.

Do you recognize this knife?

You agreed to tell me everything.

How much worse could it be?

I-It's mine.

It went missing a few days ago.

I stand corrected, that makes it
much worse for you.

I was set up.

And who would do that?

- My dealer and his supplier.
- Mm.

They must have found out that
I was working with the feds

and killed her and
framed me for it. I...

You don't believe me.

I try to make no assumptions.

It's not what you think.

Oh, I'm certain it is. Buprenorphine.

Helps alleviate the symptoms
from opioid withdrawal.

Been clean 21 days.

It's a good start.

It's been hell. The pain.

The memories just... all coming back.

Oh, that trauma never really went away.

Yeah, but I could forget it for a while.

IED explosion in Afghanistan
took out half my unit.

I ended up full of shrapnel.

The pain... you got no idea.

About ready to give up
before I started the oxy.

Opioids can be miracle drugs.

Until they're not.

Agent Foster...

convinced me I could kick the habit.

She had faith in me

even when I didn't.

You must really hate me.

Bringing you here like this.

I spent ten years patching up
soldiers like you on the front lines.

I understand despair.

Known it myself.

But you didn't let it ruin you.

I found my own ways to cope.

Healthy ways.

You can, too.

I doubt I'll get that chance.

Not if you don't find something here.

Then why don't you step away
and let me do my job.

Good morning.

Hey. It's morning?

Yep, and Lucy told me
she usually brings you

a pick-me-up after all-nighters.

Portuguese sausage and egg sandwich?

Better.

Almonds with vitamin B and magnesium

for muscle fatigue.

Hard-boiled eggs, iron and protein.

And sugar-free dark chocolate,

a natural stimulant.

Ah, looks delicious.

Oh, and just in case,
this is a double double espresso.

Ooh, that'll work.

I think I may have actually
just found something.

Been trying to figure out
where Santino might take Chase.

Well, he hasn't been
in Hawai'i long, has he?

No. He was mostly
stationed abroad until recently.

Well, not surprising for a ranger.

But he was here eight years ago

for a jungle operations training course.

Interesting.

But a military facility
doesn't seem a likely place

to hold Chase, does it?

Except that particular training facility
isn't operational anymore.

It's been closed down for years.

It's in the middle of nowhere...
Perfect place to hide.

Okay, so I'm not delirious
from lack of sleep?

Definitely not. Okay, I'll call Tennant.

You finish that double double,
you earned it.

Mm-hmm.

That mean you're done?

As much as I can do here, yes.

And?

Almost certainly, your knife
was the murder weapon.

And those injuries did cause her death.

Which means I'm screwed.

I did notice one unusual thing.

Well?

Oh, are you interested?

I was under the impression
that you'd already given up.

Just tell me what you found, Doc.

A small puncture wound.
Nearly invisible.

- Easy to miss.
- So, uh...

so, what does that mean?

She was injected with something?

It appears so.

But I won't know what until
I get her back to my lab

and run the necessary tests.

Is this another trick?

What if it is?

You're running out of options, Sergeant.

Right now, I'm the only person
even willing to consider

you might be innocent.

- Anything?
- Nothing yet. Kai's still searching.

The facility's spread
over several acres,

so there's a lot of ground to cover.

How many structures?

Only a few.
Some of them have fallen apart.

No, uh, task force?

I thought it best to keep it
a little more low-key.

You didn't want those hotheads
shooting anyone else, huh?

Especially not if Chase might
get caught in the crossfire.

- Jesse, you copy?
- Yeah, I'm here.

Tennant's with me.

I think I found them. There's a car

parked out front of the old mess hall.

Okay, hold tight. We're on our way.

Hey.

You see Chase or Santino?

I can't confirm it's them,

but I see two people
moving back and forth.

All right, let's move in.
Careful not to spook him.

Uh, how do I know I can trust you?

I think me not cutting
your throat was a good start.

You're not just gonna leave, turn me in?

No.

Though I'd advise you to do
that yourself, before it's too late.

Come on.

- What did you do?
- What-what do you mean? I...

- You lied.
- Sergeant, be smart.

Shut up!

Stay away!

- Was any of that real?
- I haven't

lied to you.
Please, just give yourself up.

I am not going to jail
for something I didn't do!

- I'll talk to the police.
- That's not gonna do any good.

Nobody'll listen. Not to an addict.

I'll listen.

Get back.

I'm unarmed.

Hey, why don't we find a way out of this

where nobody gets hurt?

Let's just all take a breath here, okay?

How you holding up?

Eh, I been through worse.

Really?

You'll have to
tell me about that sometime.

Get out. Now.

Is this really how you want
to play things, Sergeant?

Better to leave in a body bag
than in cuffs.

Maybe we can come up
with another option.

Why don't you tell me
about Agent Foster's murder?

I'm being set up.

They're making me look like
some crazy nutjob.

Okay, well, you're not exactly
proving them wrong.

You have to the count of three. One...

Jane, you should know that I think
he may be telling the truth.

What, that he'll shoot after three?

- No, that's-that's a bluff.
- Two!

I mean it.

Sergeant Santino was likely set up.

I conducted an autopsy and...

though admittedly not performed
at the highest professional standards,

it did raise questions
which I can only answer in my lab.

You're just saying that
to get out of here.

Okay, look, how about a compromise?

Let Commander Chase go,
see what she can figure out.

And I'll stay here with you.

Should we call in REACT?

Nah, give it a beat.

If there's anyone that can talk
this guy down, it's Tennant.

Heads up, I see movement.

If you gentlemen would lend me a hand.

- What about Tennant?
- She's safe for now.

But I need to get to
the AFMES office right away.

She may not have much time.

- Oh, sorry.
- Hey.

I-I was just heading over
to Commander Chase's office.

She and Kai are on the way there now.

- She's okay?
- Yeah,

but now Tennant is trapped in there
with that Army Ranger.

Chase thinks he's being set up.

Wait, that might fit with why I'm here.

I found some of Agent Foster's notes

that weren't with
the official case file.

She was working on a wiretap for a guy
named George Bedalyan.

Who's George Bedalyan?

I was hoping you knew.

His name isn't anywhere
in the case file.

Her notes say why he was important?

She believed he's the supplier

of the black market opioids
they've been looking for.

Wait, you think the task force
didn't give us everything?

Or someone scrubbed Bedalyan's
name from all the reports.

I'll see Chase later.

We have to find out what
we can about George Bedalyan

and get it to Tennant.

Aw, damn it.

There's no word from the doc yet?

She's barely had time to get back there.

What's up?

Hey, yeah, we've got company.

DEA just arrived in full force.

Tell them to hold back.

I'll tell 'em, not
too confident they'll listen.

You called them?

No, but we're gonna work it out, Owen.

They think that I killed her.

Just keep calm.

I will talk to them
and explain what's going on.

Covington, keep your agents back.

Why the hell weren't we notified
you located Santino?

You'll get your chance with him

soon as we get this situation
under control.

Control? You let him
take your boss hostage.

We're handling it.

- Yeah.
- Hey.

Is Tennant okay in there?

She's fine.

I'm never getting out of here.

Yes, you will.

Look. I'm here to make sure of it.

They think I killed their partner.

They want me dead.

Not the worst way to go, I guess.

"I will always

"endeavor to uphold the prestige, honor,

and high esprit De corps
of the Rangers."

You swore that creed.

I lived by it, too.

But I wasn't strong enough.

Your battle's not over yet.

Look, just give my people time
to find the truth.

Things are tense out there, Commander.

- We have to hurry.
- I'm fully aware of

the necessity for haste.

So, you think she was drugged
before she was stabbed?

Possibly, and if she was,
it might have incapacitated her.

Made her vulnerable.

Giving the killer the opportunity
to strike her from the front.

Which seems too premeditated
for the crime of passion

this was assumed to be.

If you're right, Sgt. Santino
was the perfect fall guy.

Of course, that's just
all theory without proof.

We need to talk to Tennant.

Owen.

It doesn't have to go down like this.

Maybe it does.

Maybe this is how it always had to end.

Tennant.

I was right. Agent Foster was injected

with a high dose of
suxamethonium chloride.

Okay, how would that have affected her?

It's used in anesthesia.

Even small amounts results
in temporary paralysis.

Which explains why she didn't
have any defensive wounds.

And you said the injection point
was from behind her?

- Yes.
- So she must have known

her attackers and that's why they had to

incapacitate her first.

Thanks, Carla.

Told you we'd find out the truth.

Not sure the truth matters.

Those guys are out for blood.

No way they let me
walk out of here alive.

Trust me. I'll make it happen.

Tennant talked Santino
into giving himself up.

Tell your people to stand down,
they're coming out.

Lower your weapons.

I got him.

No, he surrendered. He's coming with us.

Commander Chase is no longer
in danger. This is DEA's case now.

- You said I'd be safe.
- And you will be.

We have reason to believe
that Sgt. Santino

is not responsible
for your agent's murder.

You got evidence, we'll take a look.

Until then, get him out of here.

You promised.

Shut your mouth.

- We have Santino.
- Don't worry.

I won't let anything happen to him.

I want everything ready
when we get him there.

Don't let him out of your sight.

You okay?

It's not me I'm worried about.

Hey. Any movement there?

Santino's still inside
with the task force.

They're probably trying
to get him to confess.

He won't. They'll have to transfer him

to FDC Honolulu soon.

And you think whoever's behind this
will try something?

If Santino's dead
and unable to mount a defense,

Agent Foster's murder
will be blamed on him.

What about Chase's evidence?

It's only enough to create
doubt, not enough to clear him.

Look, call if anything changes.

Hey.

So, what do we know about this
opioid supplier that Foster suspected?

His name's George Bedalyan.

He runs an import-export business
that deals mostly in foods.

But we dug into his financials
and they don't add up.

If Foster was right about
him smuggling in the opioids,

he's been getting away with it
for years.

Because he's had help on the inside.

Whoever it was that scrubbed
Bedalyan's name from the case file.

Has to be someone
on the task force then, right?

Right, and that's why Agent Foster

was keeping her suspicions to herself.

She thought one of
her colleagues was involved.

The wiretap.

Agent Foster wrote an affidavit

for a wiretap on Bedalyan
before she was killed,

and her information was enough
for me to get one approved.

The call's coming from a burner.

It's about time.

You gonna be able to take care of this?

Yeah, but it's risky.

I'll expect a big bonus
in addition to my usual payment.

You'll get it.

Oh, she didn't identify herself.

She didn't need to.

Uh, what's-what's going on?

Taking you to the detention center.

Just you?

Yeah.

You're not gonna give me
any problems, are you?

Drop it, Vreeland.

What the hell is this?

You're under arrest
for the murder of Bree Foster.

What?

That's crazy.

We already got
George Bedalyan in custody.

Looks like you won't be
collecting that bonus.

It's true?

I told Special Agent Tennant
she had to be mistaken.

Get me out of here.

Jesse, Kai, escort Ms. Vreeland inside.

I'm sure her colleagues
have some questions for her.

You came through.

I always keep my promises.

I've still got a lot to answer for.

Hey.

The Army's gonna
get you the help you need.

But it's gonna be up to you
to do the work.

- Okay.
- Let's get you out of here.

Hey there.

Ha...

Can't tell you
how happy I am to see you.

Ah, I was gonna come find you.

You must have thought me very rude

for standing you up for morning yoga.

So rude.
I nearly erased you from my contacts.

I heard you were rather relentless
in making sure I was found.

I couldn't lose you.

Who else would go see
centipede exhibits with me?

How are you?

I'm okay. Now.

There's still time to catch that
sunset yoga class, if you want.

I had something else in mind.

Nobody finds the good stuff in here.

Can I interest you
in an 18-year-old Macallan?

I'll get the beakers.

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