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The washing machine
has completed its cycle.

The washing machine
has completed its cycle.

♪ There's something
in the shadows... ♪

Yeah. I know.
It's been two days.

I'm starting
to get worried, too.

I will.

Sunny?

It's Kye.

I brought bagels.

I've got my eye on her.

Hey, uh...

maybe a date was too much
too soon for you,

but could you...

at least tell me
what I did wrong?

Sunny, are you okay?

Okay, this...

Sunny, I'm unlocking the door.

I need to know you're all right.

Sunny?

Sunny, I'm gonna call 911

if you can't give me...

some sort of sign
that you're okay.

Who are you, you creep?

What?

I overheard you on the phone.
I know you're spying on me.

Wait--

No-- oh!

That's-that's-that's
part of my job--

What job?

Caretaking.

Sometimes, people throw me
a little extra

to check in
on their family members--

usually, it's the elderly, but--

you know...

Who hired you?

Who hired you?

Your father.

He's worried about you.

You're lying.

My father is dead.

Now put a lug in it

and tighten it.

Got it.

You know, for a little extra,

the delivery guys
assemble these.

Whoa, I can do this.

What does your concierge charge
for a service like this?

I wouldn't know.

What's with the turnaround?

I thought you guys
were kind of going out?

I'm not really one
for going out.

And there's something off
about him.

Did something happen?

Not really.

It's just a gut feeling.

I only just met the guy.

Yeah, but, I mean,

you and I have never met
and we trust each other.

True.

But I have saved your life--

a few times,

so, of course,
you can trust me.

Kye just needs to up his game.

Hey!

What's going on?

It's a smart home.

The system's been acting up
all morning.

Tech's trying to get it
under control,

but it sounds like
World War III.

Yeah.

Well, if we have alarms,

I'm assuming that we have
cameras in here, huh?

Yeah, dozens,

but the system
was off last night.

Who found the body?

Disarmed.

Who found the body?

Delivery driver.

Brought a case of champagne
for the open house.

He was kind enough
to lose his lunch outside.

I'm guessing he did not have
the stomach to do this.

Oh, wow.

Please tell me

that our killer did not do
whatever this is.

Nope. Robotic vacuum
on auto-pilot.

Contaminated the whole scene.

This house is full
of these little buggers.

I've counted at least three.

Seems excessive, huh?

Cleanliness
is next to godliness.

So, vic is Tristan Romano,

25,

assistant to the agent
selling the house.

What's with the mask?
Unsure.

Seems he was cleaning the place
for a private showing.

The sheets are in the wash

and cleaning supplies
are over here.

Wait, if there was a showing,
where are the buyers?

- Owners?
- Out of the country.

I'll set up a call.

Did you find
the point of entry?

There's no sign of break-in.

Okay...

and the cameras are linked
to the alarm systems?

No, they operate on
a different channel.

Tech is looking into
why they were off at the time,

but the place
has been glitching.

There's no sign
of burn residue--

our vic was shot from behind
and from a distance,

and then one to the head.

Maybe he was surprised
by a burglar?

The furniture is staging
and paintings are knock-offs.

Nothing to steal.

Ooh.

His boss the listing agent

will meet us
down at the station.

Thank you.

I think I did it.

It's backwards.

Isn't that great?

I don't know,

my relationship with DIY
is fraught.

Call from Matt Alleyne.

Matt. How are you
with a screwdriver?

The drink or the tool?

Both.

Are we still on for dinner?

That depends.

- Are you cooking?
- Of course, I am.

All right, then we're on.

Okay, bye.

So, about Matthew...

What, we like Matt.

And do we also like Jake?

Jake is work
and that is off-limits.

Matt knows you
better than anyone.

It could be perfect.

Yes, he's my best friend...

and you know what I like to do?

I sabotage relationships.

I ghost.

I am a runner.

Yeah, but things are
different now--

you won't get far without me.

Call from
Superintendent Bennett.

Bennett.

Thank God, you called.

How do you feel
about home decor?

I can't think of anyone
who didn't love the guy.

Tristan worked for me
for eight months,

thought of me as his mentor.

Why was he wearing a mask,
Mr. Westdale?

Take a seat.

He had allergies--

- dust, chemicals and such.
- Mm-hmm.

Broke out in hives.

And yet you still had him
cleaning the place?

That's his job description.

Fetch and fluff.

God is in the details

in the luxury
real estate market--

and by God, I mean money.

Is that what you specialize in?

These suits
don't buy themselves.

So tell us
about the homeowners?

Tech geeks working offshore.

Portugal.

Okay, but you've had
the house on the market

for months.

What's the issue there?

Their asking price was insane.

They refused to listen to me
about the comps.

They...

they "knew better."

Did you butt heads over that?

I sunk a load
of marketing money

into the place.

What a waste.

Now the only people
who want to buy it

are podcasters.

What about the buyers
you were supposed to meet?

I don't remember
calling you in.

What's Jake's deal?

Zach Westdale,
this is Tess Avery, consultant.

Best solve rate in the city.

If there's a homicide,
she'll clear it.

Leo seems happy to see you.

Chair three o'clock.

The Department wants
every resource on this thing,

it's all over the headlines.

So.

The buyers, Mr. Westdale?

They never showed.

Did they reschedule?

No.

You vetted them?

Sure, sure.
Do I look like a hack?

We're gonna need
their contact information.

If this sale
was so important to you,

why weren't you there
with your assistant?

I was stuck in traffic.

If I'd been there,

Tristan might still be alive.

Can anyone vouch for you?

I was alone.

In my Lambo.

Listen, my girlfriend's
been waiting in the lobby

long enough--
are we good?

We're gonna need
a written statement.

Sure. Statement, DNA swab,
do whatever moves this along.

Appreciate your cooperation.

Thank you.

So Bennett called you in?

Yeah.

Is that a problem?

No.

Not a problem.

Just would have been nice
to have been told.

So...

his alibi stinks.

Yeah. We should talk
to his girlfriend.

Can you stall him for a few?

Takes forever
to find those forms.

That is horrible.

Tristan was so nice.

Zach will be lost without him.

Right.

How long have you two
been dating?

Oh, he's my fiancé.
We just got engaged.

Oh, wow. Congratulations.

I knew right away
that Zach was the one.

I've been very unlucky in love,

and Zach is just
a dream come true.

Right.

If Zach's the dream,
I would hate to see her exes.

So how did you two meet again?

Oh, I slid into his DMs.

I never do that,

but he was posting
about loneliness,

and he just seemed
so honest and... and real.

Hey.

We're done here.

Let's go, hon'.

Zach is real something
all right.

Yeah.

So we've got
no clear motives, no suspects.

What's our next move?

I think we should probably--

Tess, what do you think?

We-- we do our job.

We need to check Zach's alibi,

we should track down
those buyers.

Yeah. The team found
tire prints,

so let's get Forensics

to run them against
the delivery van

and the victim's vehicle.

I can run point on tires.

Maybe Zach'll let me
test drive his Lambo.

Is it just me, or...

Not just you, no.

Prelim report is in.

Death is by gunshot,
no surprise there.

But I did find
traces of cocaine on his hands.

Was there anything
in his bloodwork?

That's the interesting part.

There were no narcotics
in his system.

Wow.
Okay, so perhaps

our sweet, innocent,
little victim

has been hanging out
with drug dealers.

Yeah.

Goes to show you never know

who someone
is wasting their time with.

Is Jake sending you a message?

You're in.

Living room is straight ahead.

Oh, whoa.

You must be dusty.

Techs should've turned off
the smart home features.

This place has
a mind of its own.

One o'clock, you're clear.

What I would do
with all this space.

There's even a pool.

I could get my laps in.

Oh.

That is a mess.

Poor Tristan.

Hey, Tess.

Can you tilt your camera down?

That pattern
doesn't make sense.

What are you talking about?

There's a lighter shape
inside the blood streaks.

Under the side table.

One o'clock.

Two steps.

Was anything found
at the scene?

No.

So something must have been
sitting here

and the killer took it.

And then maybe the vacuum came,

tracked Tristan's blood
through it.

So this could've been
a robbery?

Question is--
what was taken?

Let me scan.

Wow. It's ritzy,
but it's fake as hell.

Good Feng Shui, though.

Didn't peg you
as a crystal lady.

It encourages prosperity.

Except for that bowl.

That one messes with the chi.

Where?

On the coffee table.

Eleven o'clock.

Five steps.

It must have been moved.

There's scratches here.

Oh, and somebody must have
cleaned it recently, too.

I can smell cleaning fluid.

Well, Zach said that our victim
was here to clean.

Yeah, but he had
cocaine residue on his hands.

Yeah, but he had
none in his system.

I think he was doing more
than just fluffing the place.

Bed two o'clock.

It's like an episode
of CSI in here.

Well, blood doesn't fluoresce.

Well, then what could it be?

Oh!

Yeah.

Eww.

I think someone
was using this place

as their party playpen.

That is a lot of DNA.

Too much DNA
for an unoccupied home.

If our vic was using
this place to party,

then he was definitely
trying to cover his tracks.

Mm-hmm. Yeah.

Cleaning the place up,

and moving that bowl
to hide the drug use.

Maybe the fun got out of hand?
I don't know.

You know,
what if the cameras were on

for one of those parties?

They might have caught
some faces.

Somebody might know something.

We'll need a warrant

to access footage

for any date
other than the murder.

That could take weeks.

I'm going to call our ride.

You're both going to hate this.

No parties?

No nothing.

The cameras have been
on and off dozens of times

over the last months,

sometimes for days.

Okay, so whoever
used the mansion

knew never to be on camera.

And had access to the system.

An inside job.

If we catch the person
with the off switch,

maybe we catch our killer.

What about crab?

- What?
- For dinner.

We still good?

Oh...

If not, we can do crab bennies
for breakfast.

One second.

Leo. What's up?

Zach provided the address
for those buyers who no-showed.

Jake and I are on other leads.

Do you mind...

Oh, yeah, sure.
I can take them.

You're the best,
I'll text the coordinates.

- Thanks, Tess.
- Okay.

He-- he's gotta be
on something.

If you think

that Matt's
gonna make you happy,

why don't you just go for it?

What?

What have you got to lose?

No, I, um...

You sure this is
the right place, Miss?

Um...

Let me see.

It's an empty lot.

What the hell?

Call from Jake Campbell.

Jake...

the buyers are a dead end.

Literally.

They gave Zach a fake address.

Or Zach lied to us.

The results are in
on the love shack.

The DNA did not match
the dead assistant.

It's Zach's.

So Bennett's getting us
a search warrant on the home.

Okay, send me the address,
I'll meet you there.

You got it.

I can't wait to see
where Mr. God Is Money lives.

This is not what I excepted.

Jake's eleven o'clock.
Nine paces. Curb.

Hey. So Uniform saw him arrive
just before we got here.

You come with me.
You watch our six out here.

Hallway straight ahead.

Tess, it looks like
a rooming house.

I can almost hear
the cucarachas.

Did Zach give us
another fake address?

Mr. Westdale.

Hey! Hey!

He's running!

Stop!

Hey!

Fifteen paces.
Hard right!

Mr. Westdale!

Stairs!

Keep going.

Hey!

Straight.

Left.

You're almost outside.

Jake's got him!

Let's get the bag.

What am I gonna find
in here, Zach?

What am I gonna find?

Any sharp objects?
Any weapons?

- No.
- No?

No, just clothes.
Clothes?

Clothes.
- Okay?

There's a red stain
at the bottom of the bag.

You want to bet
that's the victim's blood?

The missing object
from the crime scene?

Why don't you tell us

what you were doing there
the night of the murder, Zach?

Take a seat.

Level 5 security required.

Sunny, you there?

Yeah. Sorry. I'm back.

Why did you run?

I don't know.

I was scared.

Humiliated.

I didn't think.

No one's ever seen me like that.

You mean the real you?

I have financial burdens.

Been living off
credit cards for months.

I'm in a slump, okay?

I just needed one big sale
to turn it around.

That's not the impression
you gave us.

No.

I'm a one-person start up.

When I first moved here,

I made a few big sales
right off the jump,

but I overextended,
I blew through the money.

The suit is a rental,
so is the car...

the watch is a knock-off.

The mansion was my ticket out.

Well, your fiancée
seems pretty well-off.

She doesn't know
that you're broke.

When I first met Phoebe,

I was already in debt.

I couldn't tell her the truth,
or she'd never date me.

I bent some details.

Yeah, how far?

She might think
I own the mansion

and I'm selling it
as the owner.

Oh, my God!

You are a catch, my friend.

Hang on a second.

You were there with her.

You turned off
the security cameras.

I was worried the owners
would check the feed.

Luckily, Phoebe travels a lot,

so it wasn't often.

So you sent your assistant
to clean up the love nest.

I swear he was dead
when I got there.

I only grabbed my overnight bag.

I don't want Phoebe
to find out.

You're not gonna
tell her, right?

Okay, Zach's assistant

finds out that Zach
was lying to his fiancée,

using the mansion,

maybe he blackmailed him.

You would have to check
a lot of transaction patterns.

Uh-huh.

Sounds like you'd better
warm up your calculator.

Oh! I see.

You got better plans?

I do, actually.

And what would those be?

Pretty sure
you don't want to know.

You're right, I don't.

Hey, can you hack into
an email account?

I need to find out

if those potential home buyers
were fake.

Don't insult me.

Okay...

Done.

What was that?
Like four seconds?

Free accounts don't even ask
the name of your first pet.

Look at the email
from the buyers.

Yeah, the address looks legit.

Could Zach have sent it
as a cover?

I can track the IP.

If it goes back
to Zach's computer,

then it was him.

- Yeah.
- But, um...

Wait a minute.

This is weird.

Weird good or weird bad?

It's weird surprising.

The meta-details are routed
through multiple servers,

so whoever did send this...

their IP's untraceable.

So somebody was covering
their tracks.

Look, this is
next-level stuff here.

Is your guy some kind
of a tech whiz, or what?

Barely a cheese whiz.

Well, it's impressive.

These guys
know what they're doing.

Wait a second, wait.

I've been going at this
from the wrong angle.

Hang on.

I mean, think about it.

The assistant was killed
in Zach's fake mansion--

cleaning up
Zach's actual mess--

all because of an email
from a buyer to Zach.

The assistant was in
the wrong place

at the wrong time.

Zach's not the killer...

he's the target.

Sunny?

He said he was your dad.
I...

should have looked into it.

I'm an idiot.

Go away, Kye!

Or I'm calling the police!

Okay. Okay.

Um...

You don't have to believe me.

I... I just...

I was only trying to help you.

I care about you.

Listen, Zach was supposed
to be there,

not his assistant.

Think about it.

Tristan was wearing an N95 mask,

he has the same brown hair,
a similar build,

he was shot from behind...

Okay, you're talking about
mistaken identity?

- I don't know.
- She has a point.

Thank you.

Plus, this came in.

Forensic results
on the tire prints.

One matches Zach's rental,

but he admitted to being there.

The second one
does not match Tristan's car,

or the delivery driver's van.

All right,
so who else was there?

Great news

is the mystery print

is from a specialty tire
known as the "AT 9J78B".

Leo, come on.

It's mostly used
for offroading,

and the presence
of manufacturer powder

confirms the tires are new.

All right,
so that's our killer.

Tess, I was thinking
our next move

would be to canvass
auto-shops in the area,

see if any
have been sold recently,

then track down the owners.

Sounds good to me.

When did he become Team Tess?

He's always been Team Leo.

Where are you with the case?

So we've got a couple
of working theories.

We can only hold the agent
for another 12 hours

without charging him.

The guy's a serial liar.

We can't rule him
out as a suspect.

Or he is the intended target

and releasing him
would be a death sentence.

Figure it out, kids.

Twelve hours,
then cut him loose.

Yes, Sir.

I know he's living a lie,

but I feel sorry for Zach.

He's in over his head,

he's probably too scared
to tell the truth.

Sunny,
he got himself into this mess.

Yeah, but he's so desperate
to be something that he's not...

he's thrown away
who he really is.

That can't feel good.

Yep. His relationship is doomed.

He is lying to protect her.

If he wanted to protect her,
he would tell her the truth.

Yeah, but if he did,

then her life
would be in danger.

All right, what?

Are we talking about
Zach and Phoebe here?

Because if you have a theory,

now would be a great time
to spit it out.

Maybe...

maybe she'll love him
regardless.

You're being a romantic.

As usual.

When she finds out he lied,
she'll be gone.

Unless she had
a reason to stay.

What do you mean?

His money.

What can we find out
about Phoebe online?

That's odd.

None of her socials date back
more than a few years.

All right.

Well, name changes
are public record.

I wonder if our Phoebe
has been married before.

She has.
Twice.

Both of her relationships
were short-lived.

She changed her name both times.

Okay, let's see if we can talk
to these exes.

Oh...

...we can't.

They're both dead.

Well, she really wasn't lying

when she said
she's unlucky in love.

Hang on.

There's one man who likes
all of her posts--

Kevin.

There's old couple photos
on his profile.

It must be an ex-boyfriend.

Send him a message,

let's see if he talks to us.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, yeah.

Phoebe and I used to date,
eons ago.

And how'd you two meet?

I posted about a promotion,

she slid into my DMs.

She said we had a lot in common.

I bet she did!

Her father
is in Information Security,

I'm a cloud architect.

We really clicked.

We started off as friends,

before I knew it,
we were engaged.

She is very convincing.

That's an interesting
descriptor.

Turn right.

It's accurate.

She didn't love me

so much as
she loved my station in life.

Are you saying
she's a clout shark?

What I'm saying is...

Phoebe is a liar.

She pretends
she has all this money,

but it's her exes who are rich.

I figured her out
and I ended things.

And you stayed friends?

God no.

But you follow
all her socials.

You can't avoid someone

if you don't know
what they're up to.

Good point.

What can you tell me
about her previous husbands?

I figured one day

a cop would come around
asking about her.

Well, here I am.

I got out in the nick of time.

After we broke up,
I did a little detective work.

It turns out her first husband
was stabbed to death

by a mugger.

Wow.
Interesting.

The guy after me?

They went vacationing
to some luxury resort.

Report said
that he drank too much,

fell off the balcony.

Both guys--
super rich.

That tracks.

Doesn't take an accountant
to do the math.

So you think she killed them?

I think I'm lucky to be alive.

If Kevin is right,

then Phoebe is just using
rich men for their money.

A Black Widow.

Maybe she arranged

for Zach to fall victim
to a robbery.

Yeah, only his poor assistant
stumbled into her web instead.

If Phoebe is the spider,

then we need to talk to the fly.

We have been together
three glorious months.

Wow.

And how'd you two meet?

Phoebe slid into my DMs

after I posted
about a luxury listing.

Not after you posted
about loneliness?

Real estate can be
a lonely business.

I remember she felt
we had a lot in common.

Her family runs

a high-end real estate business
overseas.

That's funny.

I thought
her dad was an analyst.

Have you met her parents?

No. Not yet.

They live in Monaco.

Oh, that's convenient.

Would Phoebe benefit
from your death?

No.

But you put her
on your insurance policy, no?

That was
just for the healthcare.

I mean, who wouldn't do that?

Look, you broke the law

when you took evidence
from a crime scene,

so lie to me again,

and, so help me,

I will charge you
with obstruction.

Now tell me what you're hiding.

Okay, fine,
I put her in my will,

but all she'd have inherited
is my debt.

She doesn't know that,
does she?

She thinks you're rich.

Has she told you
about her previous marriages?

What?

You've got the wrong woman.

Leo bogey, incoming.

Hey, Tess, I got a list
of five customers in the area

who had those tires installed.

I've checked out three,
all alibied.

I have two left.

So I'll loop you in
if I find anything?

Yeah, great.

Hey... can you check out
a Phoebe Winacott, too.

The girlfriend?

- Yeah.
- You got it.

All right, stop.

What the hell is up with you?

Why are you being
so nice to me?

You saved my ass
when no one else believed in me.

I owe you.

Jake is at his desk,
two o'clock.

Tess,

someone's at my door.

Go. Go get it.

Okay,
I've been going through

Zach and his assistant's
bank accounts--

there is no sign

that his assistant
was blackmailing him.

Mm-hmm.

Well, I think
his fiancée, Phoebe,

is a Black Widow.

Both her ex-husbands are dead.

Do you have evidence?

Not enough for a warrant.

Is that why you're going
through the cold case?

What case?

Don't play dumb.

I hate it when you do this.

You're the only one
who knows my password.

Oh, sorry.

It's a bad habit.

I must have clicked
on the wrong file.

Okay, so we've got
about six hours

before we have to cut
Zach loose,

and we can't haul his fiancée in
without cause.

What if she came to us?

Yeah. We need bait.

Level 5 security required.

Sunny, what are you up to?

You ready?

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah.

Let's go catch a Black Widow.

within the hour.

That's great,
I'll pick you up.

Baby, I know
this is gonna sound crazy,

but I think
someone is trying to frame me.

I'm worried
the police will arrest me again

and charge me.

Let's go somewhere safe.

Together.

You mean leave the country?

Just until this blows over.

I have enough cash
in the safe at the house--

we can live large.

What do you say?

Okay.

Let's meet at the house.

Bye.

Phone, please.

If Phoebe is after your money,

she'll try to beat you
to the house

and make off
with whatever she can.

We'll be waiting.

You've got it wrong.

She loves me.

We're about to find out.

All right, try a command.

Dim the lights.

Oh, that's very romantic.

Tess, you should have
voice command

of the smart home.

Sunny, you should be patched
into the security cameras

and you can use the app
to run the house remotely.

Perfect.

I have control.

Thanks, Matt.

Tess, come in.

Yeah, Jake,
we're tapped into the system.

Just don't ask me how.

Not planning to.

Grounds are clear.

We've got eyes out here.

Copy.

Sunny...

Jake said his log-in
was used on a cold case.

Yeah, I...

I remembered a story
about a murdered husband,

and so I just wanted to check
for a connection.

Okay, look, you have to
talk to me first.

I can't have him finding out

that you're helping me
with cases.

Yeah. Don't worry.

It won't happen again.

That was a level-5
security file.

Level-5 security cases
have strict media allowances.

You couldn't have known
about it.

I probably just clicked
on the wrong file.

Okay, spider is walking
into the web.

She's here for the money.

Jake, I'm going dark.

Front door open.

Welcome home.

I'm headed out back.

Zach?

Hello?

She's headed into the kitchen.

Move to position two.

Be careful, Tess,
she could be armed.

She's heading to the office.

She must be going for the safe.

As soon as she gets there,
we move in.

She stopped.

Did she hear you?

Zach?

Are you home?

System override.

Who's doing that?

Wait. She turned around.

System override.

Who's overriding
the system?

Is there someone else in there?

Lights on.

Lights on!

Jake. She's spooked.
Get in here.

I think there's
someone else in the house.

Unlock the south-side door.

Sunny?

I'm locked out.

I'm trying to override it.

It's not working.

Tess, unlock
the south-side door.

Sunny.

I've lost Matt.

Open doors!

System error.

It's glitching.

Open doors!

Tess, she's heading
for the kitchen.

She's looking
for a weapon.

It's bad timing, Leo.

I tracked
the mystery tire print.

You want the guy's name?

What do you mean "the guy"?

He grabbed her!

Sunny. Do you still have
control of the cleaning system?

Yeah.

On "Go!", distract him
with the vacuum.

Go!

Get away from me!

Now, Tess!
Straight ahead, eight steps!

Kevin.

Kevin?

Police!

You're under arrest!

Hands behind your back.
Hands behind your back.

I'm taking care of Zach

the way I took care
of your first husband.

These guys are not
right for you, baby.

When are you going
to realize that?

What are you talking about?

What--

What did you do?

The same thing
I've been doing for years--

keeping an eye out for you.

Why? Because I love you.

When are you going to realize

that we're right together,
Phoebe?

We're right together!

Phoebe! Phoebe!

I did not see that coming.

Neither did she.

Sunny.

I just want you to know

that I would never
do anything to hurt you.

You know, I may be
a lot of things--

lactose intolerant...

...suspicious of birds,

surprisingly good
at calligraphy...

...but I am not a bad guy,

so I hope you can forgive me...

someday.

I love brownies.

More casework?

No. This one
is wrapped up in a bow.

Ah, so you must be here
because you're hungry?

I can be done with this.

Well, that's
what I'm worried about.

Are we talking about grading?

No.

Us.

I don't want us
to ever to be done.

I need you in my life, Matt.

I don't want to mess this up.

You are the Usain Bolt
of relationships.

You run.

Yeah, you know me.

Yeah.

And you know me.

I'm a stayer.

That means it doesn't matter
what happens...

...I'll always be here.

Wait, do you only
find me attractive

now that you can't see?
Is that--

Would you stop?

Okay, so Bennett is thrilled.

We think we can tie Phoebe's ex
to one of the previous murders.

Well...

Zach escaped being number three.

How is our favourite
real estate agent?

He's broken-hearted.

We released him,
but Phoebe was a no-show.

Yeah. I get it.

She must have
some serious trust issues.

Hey, I feel like
I owe you an apology.

I've kind of been...

A jerk.

That seems a little harsh,
but I'll go with it.

Is this about Matt?

I mean...

seeing you with him

wasn't exactly
my favourite thing.

Jake, you can't expect me--

I know, I know.

I just...

I kind of thought
there was potential for...

something.

Uh...

...we still work together.

That's right.
Better than ever.

So. You won the bet
fair and square.

What do you want?

You still have
that friend in New York?

Yeah, the guy
in the Ninth Precinct, right?

I need boots-on-the-ground

to look into someone.

You got a name?

Sunny Patel.

♪ 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 ♪