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Hey! Sorry I haven't called lately, Dad.

Just busy with school.

Uh-huh. I bet.

So, what are you up to tonight?

Uh, just working on an assignment.

Interesting choice of study music.

When I was in school, I
listened to Charlie Parker.

Hey, sorry, Dad. I'll
call you tomorrow, okay?

Listen, Camilla,

- you be safe, okay?
- Bye.

I love you!

Marisa?

A literal underground rave.

I didn't know kids still
threw parties like this.

You would know?

Miss 4.0 GPA was going
to college parties?

Oh, come on, you know how it is.

- Isn't Heritage a party school?
- I don't know.

I was a little too old for that
kind of thing when I got here.

Oh, right. Yeah, you did
that Kerouac soul-searching

- biker trip after high school.
- Uh...

The road is my teacher.

Yeah, you're never going
to let me live that down,

but you're not wrong.

Okay, this is Marisa Barnes
according to the ID in her wallet.

Oddly, we didn't turn up a phone on her.

Head trauma. Did she
get hit from behind?

No. We found traces of blood
on that corner over there.

So likely shoved

or hit her head in a struggle.

Wasn't enough to kill her though.

Bruises on the neck
probably did the trick.

Petechial hemorrhaging says yes.

She was likely strangled to death.

Graffiti on the camera.

But party right next door.
A risky place to kill.

What is it, partner? You got something?

Huh. Good find, pal.

Okay, well the tox report will tell us

if there was anything in her system.

Yeah, this was a big party.
Let's hope we can find

a sober witness to talk to.

There is one person in particular
that you might want to talk to.

Are you sure you're okay?

Can I get you anything?

No babe. I'm okay.

Oh! Hey, you. I wondered when
I'd see your pretty face here.

- Hi, Charlie.
- Hey, Camilla.

- Are you all right?
- Still processing.

- Tell him what you saw.
- I'm fine. Really.

I'm Detective Charlie Hudson.

Frida Xavier. Camilla's girlfriend.

Oh! Nice to meet you.

Frida, do you mind if
Camilla and I have a minute?

Thanks.

Did you know Marisa?

Yeah, she was my friend.

- A new friend.
- Uh-huh?

I haven't known her long.

I was supposed to see her here tonight.

I'm sorry. This must be really tough.

She was bleeding

from her head.

Is that what killed her?

We don't know for sure yet.

Are there any signs students should
look out for a repeat offender?

Okay, I see what's going on here.

Your dad told me about
your newspaper internship.

- Congratulations, by the way.
- Thanks.

But here's a phrase you're
going to hear more and more.

No comment.

I thought we agreed.

No partying. Focus on your studies.

- I told you the truth.
- What?

That you were working on an assignment?

In an underground rave?

I'm writing a piece on campus culture

for my newspaper internship.

Right, and that piece
requires you being involved

in that campus culture?

My professor says journalism

is nine-tenths being in the
right place at the right time.

Yeah, well I'm glad to see your
tuition dollars hard at work.

Is this about Mom?

Listen, Camilla.

You've seen first hand

that partying is a slippery slope.

Dad. We talked about this.

A lot.

You can trust me.

Okay. Well, just um...

stay close by, okay?

We may have more questions for you.

- Caffeine.
- How do you do that?

What? Read your mind?

I know how these late night/early
morning cases really get to you.

- You got anything?
- We rushed a preliminary examination.

We found traces of
chloroform on Marisa's neck.

Chloroform.

Oh, so somebody knocked her
out before strangling her.

Strangely, no. I couldn't detect
anything around her nose or mouth.

Ha. You've got that look again.

- What look?
- Just, you know,

you go somewhere when you focus.

I've always loved watching you
work things out in real time.

Really? Are we still on for Friday?

Yeah, of course.

We can't back out now. How
heartbreaking would that be?

- Hey, guys!
- Hey!

- Everything all right?
- Yeah, great.

Um, you got something for us Jesse?

Uh, yeah, yeah. The source
of the baggie found on Marisa.

Adrian Svirsky is the campus
drug dealer. I set up a buy.

- Great. When?
- Well,

Donovan and I are on our way there now.

Joe's going to go question
a low level drug dealer?

Yeah. Um, look.

You didn't hear it from me but

I think he's pretty
worried about Camilla.

Well, that makes sense given her
mother's history of drug abuse.

Right, of course.

Is there something else?

Yes. No, well nothing to
do with the case actually.

We're still on for Friday, right?

Oh. I didn't know we had plans.

- I've got dinner reservations already.
- Me too.

Not dinner. Something else.

Oh! Yeah.

I mean, I did ask like a month ago.

At least, so...

- Drinks next Friday at the pub instead?
- Yeah.

Of course.

Okay.

Good job, partner.

Adrian?

I brought you that
muffin like you asked.

Blueberry.

My favourite.

What's this? Some kind of set up?

Adrian Svirsky.

I think it's time we have a chat.

Have a seat.

That's a lot of ADHD meds for someone
who doesn't have a prescription.

Yeah, it's exam season.

A lot of people could use a focus buddy.

Right.

We have witnesses who place you
at a tunnel party last night.

Is that a good place to deal?

No, I didn't sell anything last
night. I stopped by to see a friend.

- Marisa Barnes?
- You can't go through my phone!

According to your texts, you
guys were more than friends.

- Can he go through my phone?
- He's looking through your phone.

Someone in your business
really should set a password.

But you guys split up. I mean...

She hasn't responded to you in weeks.

What does this have to do with anything?

See, your stash matches
a baggie that we found

on Marisa's body last night.

Agent Mills. What was the last
text message he sent to Marisa?

I need to see you. 10:45 last night.

No response.

How did you know she
was going to the party?

We had tracking apps on each
other's phones when we were dating.

In case of emergencies.

- So you stalked her there.
- It wasn't like that.

- What was it like?
- I came to warn her.

About what?

This student page on Instagram:

Campus Call Out,

posted that,

my ecstasy...

was laced.

Was it?

I didn't know,

until a lot of it had gotten out.

Including to Marisa.

I didn't mean to hurt her.

But when I got there, she
was already on the ground.

I knew I was too late.

And I ran.

I don't believe Adrian's guilty.

- Even if he does.
- You're right.

Marisa's tox report came back clean.

- So we're back to square one.
- Not necessarily.

If Adrian was able to
track Marisa to the party,

it means she did her phone on her.

But we didn't find
the phone on the body.

- Do you think the killer took it?
- That's what I'm hoping.

Jesse, any luck tracking that phone?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, but you
know what? It's weird.

The most recent ping has the phone
placed somewhere inside the station.

The call is coming
from inside the house?

I like that reference, but yeah, no.

It must be some sort of glitch.

I don't think it's a glitch.

Charlie, I need you to
prime Rex to Marisa's scent.

I need you to do it now.

Hi cutie!

Hi!

Cough it up.

Cough what up?

If I have to ask you again, young lady,

it'll be after I've
read you your rights.

Cough it up.

You could be charged with
obstruction of justice

for a stunt like this.

I was going to give it in today.

I just needed it for a little while.

And when did you decide
to steal the phone, huh?

Was it before or after
you called in her death?

I was in shock! I didn't even
realize I'd taken it until after!

Look, every second that
that phone was missing

was crucial to our case.

Why did you even want it that badly?

That story I'm writing is about Marisa.

There were photos on that phone
that I needed for the article.

Why would the Tribune even want to do

a profile on a college student?

She was changing things at Heritage.

For months, she was running
this Instagram account:

- Campus Call Out.
- Campus Call Out?

Yeah, Marisa's drug dealer
boyfriend talked about that account.

He said that they...

they made a post about
his drugs being laced.

Yeah and it worked. There have
been zero overdoses on campus.

That's what The Call Out was about.

A voice to expose
ongoing issues on campus.

- What kinds of issues?
- Professors accused of grading unfairly,

which guys were known
serial party predators.

Fights breaking out at the
campus bar. Things like that.

We're talking about gossip.

I mean, that kind of thing could
garner Marisa all kinds of enemies.

Yeah, the comment section
could get heated but

she was totally anonymous.

Not even Adrian knew
she ran the account.

So how did you find out?

I saw the effect The Call
Out was having on campus

and gave the page a DM,

promising anonymity. She
agreed to meet for an interview.

Okay. Let me get this straight.

First, you steal evidence
from a crime scene, right?

Then you decide withhold
information about a victim?

Camilla, you are my daughter!

You are supposed to
know better than this!

I didn't think it had anything
to do about her murder!

Nobody knew that Marisa
was behind the account!

You know what? We're
going to keep it that way.

Any article that you plan
on publishing is on ice

until this case is closed.

I can see the headlines.

SJPD Silences Press. You can't do that.

Then I'm asking you as my daughter.

You've already made my
team's job hard enough.

I mean Marisa, she was thorough.

These Campus Call Out
posts weren't just gossip.

She has multiple sources
cited behind all these rumours.

- What was she working on recently?
- Well,

an anthropology TA was taking
bribes for higher essay marks.

A party DJ was preying
on freshman girls.

All kinds of people got cancelled.

Yeah most people don't
like this kind of attention.

Is there any way someone could
track her ID through this site?

Not that I can see. She hid her
digital tracks remarkably well, but...

I'll do some digging to see if any
of these angry comments jump out.

- Mm-hmm.
- Yeah, check out all the alibis

of the people she's called out
recently while you're at it.

Rex and I are going to go
check out Marisa's dorm room.

Come on, pal.

Any plans for Friday?

No.

No, Jesse. We'll be working
overtime until this case is solved.

Really? Well I mean,
it's only Wednesday.

- Plenty of time to put it to bed.
- Yeah.

Hi. Yeah, I have a cake order
I'd like to cancel for Friday?

Yeah, the one that reads
Happy 30th Birthday Jesse.

That one.

I guess I don't need to tell
you what room we're looking for.

What happened here?

Delete those. Now.

Now! It's a crime scene!

I need photos for my article!

Marisa promised me
pictures of her workspace.

You told me that nobody knew

that Marisa was part of Campus Call Out.

This doesn't seem so secret.

I thought no one knew.

Maybe I just didn't want to believe
someone would kill her over this.

Which is why it's important
that you work with us here.

and stay out of this until we can
get some straight answers, okay?

- Okay, Charlie.
- All right.

- That means now.
- Hey, Charlie!

Delete. And...

you made me do it.

Okay, Rex. Can you... ?

- Go.
- Ughhh!

Hey, Charlie.

Hey, Jesse. We've got
another crime scene.

I need you to send
Sarah and her team down.

Yeah, right away.

Hey, listen, I have that info on
the Call Out's targets for you.

Most of Marisa's recent subjects
had alibis for last night

except for one I haven't
been able to reach.

Campus Call Out didn't mince
words in their post about you.

Grant Evans is a danger
to all women on campus.

He is a predator who brandishes
his charisma like a weapon.

Hey, at least they called
me charismatic, right?

You think this is funny?

No. It was hard to hear at the time.

Still is.

You wrote underneath the post:

You better hope I don't find out
who runs this account. Why is that?

- What were you planning to do?
- Nothing. I...

I was just talking about
taking legal action.

I was furious.

And I was ashamed.

What were the accusations, exactly?

I used to be the DJ that
everyone wanted at their parties.

- Uh-huh.
- It gave me the opportunity to...

meet all the new freshmen girls.

Maybe flirt a little.

Uh-huh.

And yeah, maybe I brought a
couple of them back to my dorm.

Yeah, and I'm guessing this was
usually after they'd had a few drinks?

- Am I right?
- I'm not proud of it.

After the Campus Call
Out thing was published,

everything stopped. DJ gigs dried up.

My friends cut me off.

But I needed that.

A dose of reality, you know?

Campus Call Out did you a favour?

I'm glad I was held accountable
before things got worse.

I take it you weren't at
this tunnel party last night.

No.

I am persona non grata there these days.

Plus I was working a night
shift mopping up lecture halls.

This your work uniform?

Yeah, part of my atonement.

My parents cut off my
academic allowance so I...

do custodial work on campus now.

It gives me time to think things over.

Why do you want to know
about that tunnel party?

Was Marisa Barnes
behind Campus Call Out?

I can't divulge that information.

I wish I could've thanked her.

I was kind of hoping I'd get the chance

after the article was published.

What article?

Hey there, beautiful boy!

Come on, give him some love.

- No thanks. I'm good here.
- You're working, Rex.

So, I just had a
conversation with Grant Evans.

You interviewed him too apparently?

So first you want me
to stay out of your way

and now you want my help again?

For my article, yeah.

I needed both sides:

the Campus Call Out and how the
people she reported on were affected.

Reporting is a strong word, Cam.

So um, so did you buy
his whole reformed act?

I don't think it's an act.

I think she did some good with him.

Whoa, whoa. What's he doing now?

His job.

That paint.

You recognize that shade?

The graffiti.

Frida, what did you do?

You sure you should be doing this?

Charlie or Sarah can handle it.

Yeah, this is not exactly the way

I wanted to meet Camilla's
new girlfriend but...

I'll be okay.

Are we sure she looks good for this?

Well, Sarah's testing
the paint on her fingers

against the graffiti
in the victim's room,

but the colour sure seems to match.

Do we have any dirt on Frida on
the victim's Instagram account?

Well, Frida never interacted
with The Call Out directly

but Instagram does has a function

where if you block a person's account,

then any other account
registered to that person...

- Okay, Jesse, just
- I logged into Marisa's account.

I blocked Frida and then
dozens of other hateful comments

on The Call Out's
posts just disappeared.

Frida runs six other accounts
just to harass Marisa.

Look.

Yeah.

Oh, this generation has too
much time on their hands.

Frida.

Mr. Donovan. It's nice
to finally meet you.

Even if it's here.

Camilla tells me you're the
editor of the student paper.

Mm-hmm.

You really seem to
have a way with words.

Um...

"Stop hiding, you liar."

"Scum of the campus."

"You better watch your back.
I'm gonna sniff you out."

We connected these comments
on the Campus Call Out

to you, Frida.

I was just trying to make
whoever ran Campus Call Out

rethink what they were doing.

Posting all kinds of
unsubstantiated rumours.

That's what this is all about?

You were offended as a journalist?

Twice the paper was
working on a story properly.

With sources, integrity, standards,

only for the Call Out
to blindly post about it.

- So you were upset you were getting scooped.
- Not just me.

You should feel the mood on campus.

With all these accusations flying around

everyone's been so angry at each other.

You must know what I mean.

Police and journalists
both want the truth.

- What Marisa was doing was...
- Vigilantism?

So how is what you did any different?

The graffiti in Marisa's room?

The stealing of her laptop?

When I found out Marisa was
behind the Call Out, I just...

It seemed irresponsible
not to do anything.

I was going to shut down the account.

- But it's still up.
- I couldn't crack her password.

So you cornered her at the party?

Hoping to take it by force, right?

I didn't show up to the party
until after the police arrived.

Okay, I've got some people
who are going to confirm that.

You know, here's the thing
I can't quite figure out.

How did you find out that Marisa
was behind the Campus Call Out?

- I have my sources.
- You have your sources.

The thing is, the list of
people who knew about that

begins and ends with Camilla.

It stung, didn't it?

Camilla gets this big internship

and then chooses to do a profile
on someone you simply despise.

So, maybe you just sneak a
peak at her phone on the sly.

I think I want a lawyer.

Well, I hate to say it. Motive's there.

- It's just a matter of proving opportunity.
- Just one problem.

- What's that?
- Frida's hands.

The spray paint on them
does match the vandalism

but they're too small for
her to be our strangler.

I wish I could say I was relieved.

Okay, we need to refocus.

I want this killer found.

Hey.

I, uh... I just wanted to let you
know that Frida is being released.

She did not kill Marisa.

Well, we can strike murderer
off her winning traits.

Liar, on the other hand...

Yeah.

It must be tough to know
that Frida used you to...

find who ran the Campus Call Out.

I knew Frida didn't like The Call Out.

I mean I didn't either, at first.

We bonded over how trashy it got.

And then what changed your mind?

When I began writing the story,

Marisa and I got closer.

I realized what she
was doing was important.

And she does...

she did have standards.

And she just used social
instead of conventional media.

When I was in university, we
could've used someone like Marisa

to look out for students like that.

Yeah, that's the part
that hurts the most.

It's not that Frida went behind my back.

It's that she can't see that in Marisa.

She just wants to keep doing
things the same old way.

Is anyone else going to
keep the Call Out going?

Marisa worked alone.

Everything she was working on
before she died is just going to...

vanish.

Maybe that's the point.

Sorry, will you excuse me?
I should get back up there.

Ooh, what've you got there?

Oh, you don't want to ruin
the surprise, now do you?

What surprise?

Uh, Jesse, you know, I was thinking.

What if this wasn't
about what Marisa posted

but what she was going to post?

Yeah, let me check the Call Out's DM's.

Yeah, you know, I'm not...

quite sure what she was
interested in here. I mean...

the Campus Call Out has been
getting dozens of messages a day.

Yeah, well, maybe the answer is in here.

This is everything that
Frida took from Marisa's room.

PostHumanism and CRISPR
Technology by Dr. Alan Vane.

A paper on gene editing?

Wait a second. I thought
Marisa was a poli-sci major.

Why does she have all
these biology papers?

Well, you know what? Maybe she
wasn't reading for a course.

Dr. Alan Vane is a tenured
professor at Heritage University

and Marisa had been sending
messages to his students.

Here's one.

"Please consider going on
record against Dr. Vane.

I'm here if you need a voice."

I mean, there are at least
a half a dozen of these.

- What was she looking for?
- Rex and I will find out.

We'll catch him on campus
first thing in the morning.

What? What is it?

The St. John's Tribune just posted this.

_

That's enough for today.

I think I need to have
a talk with my daughter.

Excuse me.

Alan Vane?

Doctor Vane. Yes, and you are?

Detective Charlie Hudson, SJPD.

- You mind if I ask you a couple of questions?
- Well...

Yes, I suppose so, as
long as they're brief.

I have a lecture to
deliver in fifteen minutes.

Sure, I'll try and make it quick.

And no dogs allowed.

He's working.

Be that as it may,
this is a sterile lab.

For the sake of ongoing experiments,

I simply cannot bend the rules.

Okay.

Sarah's rules apply, pal. Wait here.

I'm sure you heard about
the death on campus.

Yes. A tragedy.

Did you know Marisa Barnes?

No, no. She wasn't a student of mine.

Maybe you're more
familiar with her work?

The Campus Call Out?

- Oh, that was her?
- Uh-huh.

Well, in that case, good riddance.

A young woman is dead, Doctor.

Yes, yes, I'm sorry. Of course.

A terrible loss I'm sure for
her friends and her family.

But the witch hunt mentality

that she was spreading
around this campus was toxic.

Now would you mind if
we walk to my lecture?

Hey!

No!

That dog cannot be in here.

I'll get him out as soon
as I call my forensics team.

- I assume you have a warrant?
- Yeah! Right here.

Rex definitely picked up the scent

of something in Vane's lab.
What can you tell me about him?

Well, he is a controversial
figure on campus.

Some of his papers on gene editing
got him into some hot water.

Isn't that technology supposed
to cure cancer one day?

As far as Dr. Vane sees it,

modify human genetics in
some ethically dicey ways.

So how did he get on
Campus Call Out's radar?

Well, I spoke to some of
the people in Marisa DM's

who had Vane as their
PhD or Masters advisor

and not one of them
had gotten their degree.

- Okay.
- Dr. Vane claims

that their proposals
weren't ready to defend.

I mean they're stuck in
this endless revision loop.

- Can't move forward.
- So what, he's a tough professor?

Not on everyone. All those
students were people of colour.

In fact, there was only
one student of colour

who ever graduated
under Vane's advisory.

And that was going to be the
Campus Call Out's next article.

Racism in the Bio Department.

Still doesn't put him in the tunnel
party where Marisa was murdered.

What if I told you that I found
a service tunnel access door

in the biology building down
the hall from Dr. Vane's office?

I'd say you're a miracle worker, Jesse.

Nice work.

Camilla! Hey listen!

I do not appreciate you ducking
my phone calls last night.

- Okay, just don't make a scene.
- Don't make a scene?

So now, you know how I felt when
I was blindsided by your article

- in the middle of my work!
- Publishing was my editor's call.

There is a reason why cops and
journalists do not work together.

It is a race against time to put
together testimonies and evidence

before public persuasion
skews the facts.

- You undid all of that!
- Look if someone killed Marisa

because of Campus Call Out,

people need to know the
good that she was doing.

Look I read your article.

Okay? The writing...

it was exceptional.

All right?

You almost swayed me, even.

What do you mean?

I mean I know why Marisa
was doing what she was doing

even though I don't
agree with her methods.

- You don't?
- No!

With all the evidence that she gathered,

she should have brought it to a cop

or a good journalist like you!

- What, so she had it coming?
- No!

- That's not what...
- You sound just like Frida.

I'm trying to pay you a compliment.

What I'm trying to say is that...

I'm proud of you

in spite of all the
headaches that you've caused.

And now that you've been published,

you're going to leave this case alone.

Right?

Right.

Okay, um... Listen, I've got to go.

I'll talk to you later. Okay?

Hey! Thanks for meeting with me.

Yeah, I don't have much time, okay?

- I'm teaching a tutorial in ten minutes.
- I'll be brief.

I have access to the
Campus Call Out account.

- The dead girl?
- Right.

You agreed to talk to her
before she died, about Dr. Vane.

But that never happened.

Listen, I changed my
mind about that, okay?

I heard Dr. Vane decided
your dissertation proposal

was ready to defend.

Does that have anything to do
with your sudden change of heart?

I talked to Vane myself
and he saw reason.

So your work moves forward.

Dr. Vane gets your silence on the
racism allegations. Is that it?

Is that what you think this is about?

Don't dig around this anymore, okay?

I've got a good thing going here

and I don't need anyone to ruin that.

Good, I wanted you here for this.

I thought I was going to
have to send Rex after you.

I told you, Detective, that
you're wasting your time.

I didn't have anything to
do with Marisa Barnes' death.

Rex alerted to something
in this cabinet.

Let's find out what it is, shall we?

Careful. Please.

Some of those chemicals
that you're manhandling

happen to be highly corrosive.

Chloroform?

Just like we found on Marisa's neck?

You think you've proved something?

Do you have any idea
how common chloroform is?

What have you got, pal?

_

- You know, I think I'm starting to see
- _

- _
- what you had against Campus Call Out.

If I were you, I would cancel the
rest of your lectures for today,

Dr. Vane.

Looks like you did know Marisa.

That slander came to me anonymously.

I never met Marisa.

Well, we looked into Marisa's
claims. It seems like it was true.

Whenever you were the advisor,

your program became a bottleneck
for students of colour.

It had nothing to do with race.

Science is a rigorous discipline

and I accept proposals only
that meet the required standard.

And what was that standard?

I mean some of these must
have seemed interesting.

Who is Ellen Harris?

Um...

a promising PhD candidate.

Uh-huh. Well...

Marisa sent you these.

This is Ellen's dissertation proposal

from about a year ago.

And then this is a paper of yours

that was published several months later.

Seems like she recognized

some shocking similarities
between the two.

What exactly are you insinuating?

I'm not insinuating.
Plagiarism is a great way

to cost yourself your
reputation and your tenure.

You're clutching at straws.

I think I've humoured
you quite long enough.

I won't be saying anything
more until my lawyer arrives.

But thank you very much for
the exciting story, Detective.

Yeah. Well, don't just
take my word for it.

The journal that published your article,

they're looking into it too. I'm sure
they'll give us a straight answer.

Cheerio!

Bad news.

Vane's walking free. For now.

- What happened?
- Ah, his lawyer sprung him with an alibi.

Yeah, we don't have enough to hold him.

Guys. Campus Call Out's posted
again! Here. Come look at this.

Dr. Vane arrested on suspicion
of Marisa Barnes' murder.

Yeah and the story of
Dr. Vane's plagiarism

broke alongside it as well.

Wait. Who's taken over the account?

Did Frida lie about not
getting Marisa's password?

It's Camilla.

Joe. Are you sure?

She's the only one who would've
had access to change the password.

We just released Vane.
If he's the killer,

he's not going like that
someone published this.

The Call Out's messages are active.

She's messaging someone.

- Here.
- "You're close."

"I have all the proof you need
to put Dr. Vane away for good."

"Meet me where she was killed ASAP."

She's going to get herself killed.

We need to find her.

- Now.
- Rex.

Hello?

Camilla?

Grant, what are you doing here?

You're the one continuing
the Call Out page? That's...

that's great.

You said you had info on Dr. Vane?

Yeah, yeah. Absolutely.

I have some friends in his program.

Someone said they saw
him here that night.

Great!

You can set me up with
their contact info.

Yeah of course. I just...

I need you to do something for me first.

Help me out here,
Jesse. Where am I going?

Okay, Charlie. The
nearest access tunnel door

should be just ahead of you.

Yeah, I see it. Thanks.

Something like anonymity?

Charlie, Camilla's
live-streaming right now.

I'm sending you the link.

I just need a favour since
I'm bringing you this info.

Don't mess around. Do
you have this info or not?

Yeah. No, trust me, I just...

- I think that's Grant.
- The DJ janitor guy?

Yeah, that would explain the
chloroform. Cleaning supplies.

That's not really how it works Grant.

- I've got to go.
- I mean you're running the account.

It can work however you want.

I just need you to take
down that post about me.

I'm not going to do that, Grant.

Camilla, be reasonable.

The punishment has to
match the crime, right?

Look as long as that post is out there,

every time you search my name,

The Call Out is the
first thing to come up!

I had bigger dreams than
being a janitor, you know?

Look, how long am I supposed to pay?

You know better than
anyone I have changed.

- But you haven't.
- Come on, Camilla!

Of course I have!

Grant, I told you to meet
me where Marisa was killed.

How'd you know where to find me?

There were uh...

There were a lot of
people at that party.

Somebody told me or...

I mean, it was in your article, right?

You didn't wander the tunnels.

You didn't call out my name.

You came here.

Right away.

Ughh!

Come on.

- You okay?
- Yes.

- Took you long enough.
- Well, I could have used a head's up.

- But I did hear everything.
- It's not true!

Well, I do believe that
you didn't come here

to kill Marisa. Not at first.

But then she refused
to take the post down

and you lost your temper.

I just...

I moved to grab her phone.

She pulled back but hit her head and...

my whole life flashed before my eyes.

A new Call Out post about me.

So, you reacted on instinct.

- Ugh!
- You really haven't changed at all. Come on.

I didn't mean for her to die.

Well, you don't need to worry
about life after college, Grant.

You're going to be in jail. Let's go.

Hey.

Hey!

Listen, that was such a risky move!

What were you thinking?

I had to do what I thought was right.

Putting yourself out
as bait for a killer?

Making sure Marisa's work was finished.

I have to admit, that was...

that was good detective work.

You know? Hunting
down the leads on Vane.

Yeah, I've got DMs flooding
in with people claiming

Vane stole their research too.

Yeah, well, I just wish you
waited until the case was closed.

We're after the same thing, Dad.

Just in different ways.

Well, I guess we're going to
have to find ways to coexist

if this is your chosen career path, huh?

I've got an affinity for the
crime beat, don't you think?

Hey, let me through!

That's my girlfriend in there.

Go.

Go on, go talk to her.

If things work out, maybe we
can have her over for dinner.

We'll see about that.

- Hey!
- Hi.

- Come on.
- Um I'm so sorry.

I know this looks bad. I just
didn't know what else to do.

Hey!

Hey, pal.

Is it just me or has everyone
been acting really weird this week?

What? You want me to come with you?

Okay, I'll come with you.

Surprise!

What? Guys!

Hey! Did you really think
we'd forget your 30th birthday?

No! I mean, no not...

Maybe just a little bit.

Well, we didn't want
to ruin the surprise.

- Happy birthday, pal.
- Thank you, thank you.

You know, you guys
don't even want to know

what I thought was going on.

What do you mean?

Well, I thought that
you and Sarah were...

- Were what?
- Oh nothing, it's crazy.

- Is this vanilla cake?
- It's your favourite!

- Thank you!
- Mm-hmm!

Guys, how did you know?

There you go.

Hey, you played that off really well.

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