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All right.

Thanks, guys.
Appreciate it.

Moment of truth...

There!
What do you think?

Oh, Shannon...

It's gorgeous!

Thank you so much
for coming

and helping me install it
last minute.

I am so glad
the chandelier showed up

in time for the opening.

Yeah.

I knew it'd give this room
a nice warm glow.

Hey, hey, hey!

Sorry,
I'm starving.

Wait a minute, I thought
that what's-his-name,

my loan officer,

he asked you out
for lunch.

Oh, yeah. He asked.

What?

I told you,

I'm done with dating
for a while.

I might be great
at fixing up old houses,

but men?

Hmm, not so much.

Well, you know,
I wouldn't mind a guy

that needed a little fixing up,

so long as he was nice.

Well, now that
you have this place,

I know a nice guy is going
to walk through the door,

he'll rent a room from you...

Just make sure Mr. Nice guy
passes muster with me

before you let him
sweep you off your feet.

Uncle Jesse!

I'm so glad you made it.

And you, you must be
the yoga teacher

I've been hearing
so much about.

Make that the "yogi."

Althea keeps telling me

the proper term is "yogi,"
not "yoga teacher."

Sorry.

See?
I'm learning.

So glad to finally
meet you, Jennifer.

These are for you.

Oh, thank you.

These are beautiful.

Just like this place.

Nicest bed and breakfast
in town.

You must have hired yourself
one talented contractor.

Oh, you know I did.

Um, Althea, this is,
like, my best friend

since... forever?

This is Shannon Hughes.

Shannon also built
those cabinets you like so much

in my kitchen.

Well then, you're a marvel.

I take all the credit
for her carpentry skills.

Well, I think I had
something to do with it.

I did take her to work
with me every summer.

Aw, hey...
Yes, dad.

Hey, where's
the third musketeer?

I know wherever
you two are,

Ned can't be far behind.

Oh, Shannon,
remember that...

Ned isn't really talking
to Jesse right now...

Jennifer used
to come visit me every summer,

and I'd take her out on my boat.

We were on the lookout
for mermaids, of course...

Oh, you laugh,
you laugh,

but I saw one,
out past pine point,

back in '95.

A mermaid gliding
through the waves,

sun glinting off her fins,

it was beautiful.

That's when you need
a smartphone...

Jesse's still telling
his tall tales, I see.

Stephen, hey.

Nice to see you.

I didn't know
you were back in town.

Yeah, I rolled in
last night.

Is your dad with you?

No, he is at home,

sulking over yoga lady
picking Jesse over him.

Oh, it really is serious.

Yeah. Speaking of which...

Hey, Jesse!

Tell the story

about how you found
blackbeard's treasure

on one
of your dives, huh?

One at a time...

No, no, no,

I want to hear the one
where you found the necklace,

the one that belonged

to the Spanish
Princess!

Hey, hey, hey,
I thought

that we were supposed
to be talking about me.

That's right,
that's right.

This is all
my way of saying

that Jennifer has always
tried to make her guests

feel comfortable
and happy,

and I know anyone who stays
at the Hennessey manor

is gonna leave with
a smile on their face,

so here's to
my wonderful niece, Jenny,

and her new enterprise.

Hear, hear!

So, I didn't realize

that Stephen
was back in town.

Hmm?

What are you looking at?

Who is that guy?

He looks familiar.

Really?

Yeah.

I don't think I've ever
seen him before.

And why does he look like
he's casing the place?

That's a good question.

Shannon!

Can I help you?

You seem to be
looking for something.

Uh, looking for someone.

Uh, the owner
of Hughes restoration.

Is he here?

Well, I don't know.

Who should I tell "him"
is asking?

Well, who am I talking with?

Are you his assistant?

Careful.

Don't dig the hole too deep.

Oh, right,
not his assistant, clearly.

Um...

Bodyguard.

I'll tell you what,

why don't you give me
your information,

and I will do my very best
to pass it along?

I have the number
of the company.

I'll call it if I need it.

Uh, I'll just...

Let myself out.

Thank you for...

Um, sorta... helping me.

It's, uh... tricky.

Good luck.

Oh no, is he gone?

I know where I've seen him.

Mackintyre Sullivan,

investigative reporter.

Yeah, okay,

so this book is about
a big murder case

that happened last year
in Idaho.

Shannon, it gave me chills.

Really?

Yeah.

Well, you met the writer.

Ran into him
at the hardware store.

He just bought
the old Craddock house,

wants to renovate it.

I gave him
your card, Shannon,

told him to come down,

and check out your work.

Shannon, that could
be a huge job.

Yeah... yeah.

It would have been.

Pretty sure I just lost it.

I see Jenny
sent you home

with leftovers, too!

Yeah.

As always.

Hey, dad.

Whatcha lookin' at?

You need to get over it,

start showing up again.

I sent you, didn't I?

Okay, I am going out,

I will see you in the morning.

Okay, let's go!

Look at you guys,

what, did you get
your father's hand-me-downs?

Hey, dad.

Hey, darlin'.

I thought you weren't
going fishing till Friday.

Ah, Jesse made other plans,

so Ned called me
at 5:00 this morning,

and said we might as well go.

And then
he woke me up

and talked me
into going, too.

Yeah,

I gotta keep
a close eye on him,

make sure
he's still sane.

Oh, uh,

I quit my finance job.

I want to be a chef,

and dad's not exactly
thrilled about it.

Well, I am.

Love your job,

and you never have to work
another day in your life.

Oh, sure, sure,
you can say that.

Your daughter
hasn't quit her job.

Oh, yeah,
which reminds me,

I'm going to go finish
Mrs. Wallace's Catio.

"Catio?"

What's that?

It's this patio,

it's enclosed,
but it's for cats.

It has perches,
and ramps.

Hey, you can't say

I don't get interesting work.

I forgot my lures.

I'm going to go
ask Jesse for some...

No, Pete, Pete,
come on, I got lots,

let's go.

Yeah, Pete, let's just
get this show on the road.

See you later.

Have fun.

Oh, no...

So you're
Hughes restoration?

Shannon Hughes.
That's me.

And you're
mackintyre Sullivan,

famous crime reporter.

Well, still getting used
to the "famous" part,

but, yeah.

Call me Mac.

Flat tire?

Yeah. Yeah,
I have triple-a.

They'll be an hour or so.

Pop your trunk.

I'll have a spare on
in, like, five minutes.

Uh, no.

I appreciate the offer,

but I can't stand there
and watch you change my tire.

'Cause I...
Might break a nail?

You're killing me.

It's not like I don't know
how to change a tire,

it's just, I didn't want
to mess up my suit.

I got a meeting
in the city this morning.

Yeah, no, I get it.

This is awful.

You wouldn't want to wreck
that snazzy suit.

No, it's just my ego
getting wrecked.

So, Jesse tells me that
you bought the Craddock estate.

Yeah. Yeah,

maybe not the wisest
real-estate purchase.

No, it's a really
beautiful mansion.

No, it is, it is.

And it matches this image
I have of myself as a writer.

You know,
it's a surprising thing

when your book suddenly
hits the bestseller list,

and you can afford
all sorts of things.

I had no idea I wanted
a drafty old manor

that needs major work,

which is why I went looking
for you yesterday.

Yeah,

and I chased you away.

I'm sorry about that.

Nah...

You know, the work you did
on the b&b was stellar.

Thank you.

Maybe you could come by
the house this afternoon,

and tell me
how you could return it

to its former glory?

I would love the chance
to work on that house,

that would be amazing.

It's a date...
Appointment!

It's an appointment.

Guess you can't meet me
if you can't get home.

Right.

I know.

I changed his tire.

I'm going to his house
later today

to give him an estimate.

Shannon, that's amazing,

that house, it's huge.

He said he wants to restore
the whole thing.

He said money is no object.

You're kidding?

This is gonna be the biggest
job I have ever had,

the most challenging job
I've ever had.

Yeah, and you know what,

you're gonna do
a great job for him,

just like you did for me...

You okay?

Yeah, I just dropped my spoon.

I'm trying to bake.

Jesse! It's Shannon!

You're at uncle Jesse's?

Yeah, I stopped by to thank him

for giving my card to Mac,
but he's not answering.

Well, you know what, I tried
calling him this morning.

He's probably with Althea.

I don't think so,
his car is in the driveway.

You know what, um,
do me a favor.

There's a key underneath
the flower pot,

can you go in,
and check on him for me?

Really?

It seems kinda weird
just to walk in.

No, it-it's fine,
tell him I was worried.

All right.

Okay, bye.

Jesse!

Jesse, it's Shannon!

Oh, no... Jesse.

No...

Jesse.

Hey.

I just gotta say again
how sorry I am.

I know how close
you were to Jesse.

Yesterday, he was making
everybody laugh

at Jennifer's grand opening,

and now it's like...

What are they doing?

Aren't you guys supposed
to call a forensics team

before they move the body?

That's only
if we suspect foul play.

You mean you don't?

You mean you do?

Well, I just...

Something feels wrong.

Hey...

It is wrong.

For him to go in that kind
of a freak accident.

You're sure
it was an accident?

Well... the medical examiner,

she was in there
with chief Jensen,

and she said it was obviously
a slip and fall.

Okay...

Come here.

I noticed this earlier.

Look at this.

These divots in the carpet,

it's like the couch
has been moved.

Oh, and the screws...

This grate
has been taken off

and put back on.

What do you make
of this, chief?

Well, it looks like
Jesse had his furnace fixed.

He comes to me
for repairs.

No, this grate has definitely
been taken off

and put back on.

I'm a contractor.

It's my job
to notice these things.

I'm still not clear
as to why

the state
of the furnace grate

matters, you know, right now.

Well, doesn't it seem
odd to you?

Yeah, she was
wondering

why we're not
bringing forensics in.

Forensics?

Well, we would

if there were signs
of forced entry,

or a struggle near the body,

but we don't see
any of that here.

Now, if the autopsy
shows us anything different,

we'll let you know.

Back in school,

you were always the girl
with her hand up,

never satisfied with
the answers in the book.

That's not
what this is about, Tommy.

Is this about
what happened to your mom?

Shannon...

I promise,

I'll ask the coroner

all the right questions.

Okay?

But first, um...

Do you want to be the one
to tell Jennifer,

or should I?

Oh...

I will.

I don't get it,
it's so unfair, you know?

I know, it's senseless.

Like, he was...

He was the best man
in the whole world.

And he's been
so happy lately.

It's devastating.
I don't know what to say.

There you are,
Jennifer.

I want to drop off your dish.

I'd stay and chat,

but I'm going to go
check on Jesse.

He normally calls
every morning

to say good morn...

What is it?

What's wrong?

Althea...

Something terrible
has happened.

Althea...

Jesse is...

Jesse is dead.

No...

That can't be.

My Jesse?

I found him,

in his den
this morning.

They think he, uh, died

sometime in the middle
of the night.

I just...

I don't understand.

I know,
I don't either.

It's awful.

How did he die?

The police think he fell
and hit his head.

But...

I don't know.

I... this can't be happening.

-Hello?
-I'm so sorry.

This is Shannon.

Glad to hear it. This is Mac.

You know,

the guy with
the dilapidated house

you're supposed to be giving
an estimate on right now?

Oh.

Yes.

Hi, um...

Can you hang on
just a minute, please?

It's the writer.

I was supposed to give him
that quote today.

I'm gonna tell him
I can't make it.

No, no, don't you dare.

You're not gonna miss out on
the biggest job you've ever had.

Shannon, no.

I'll stay with Jennifer.

No...

No, I'll just
reschedule.

Shannon...

Jesse would
want you to go.

Just go, okay?
We're fine.

Uh...

Yes, uh...

Can I still meet you
a little bit later?

I can be there
in a little while.

Okay.

Tell me I didn't make
a mistake buying this place.

I mean, this thing
sat empty for 20 years.

I know, most people can't
see past the dirt

and the cobwebs,

but this place
has great bones,

and it's really
a beautiful location.

When we get done,
it's gonna be stunning.

I hope so.

Oh, look,
that's our lighthouse.

That's where general Craddock
turned back the invading French.

Craddock's the guy
who built this place.

Yeah, that's him.

I actually read that
the foundation of this house

is built of the same stone
they used to build the fort,

and it's still there.

Huh...

This molding's
really spectacular.

Yeah,

you can't buy this stuff
at the hardware store.

It's just a little bit
of cracking,

but nothing we can't repair.

Great.

This mantle.

Classic Victorian.

You and that angel having
a private conversation?

Uh... I'm sorry,

I should have rescheduled today.

After I changed
your tire,

I found out
my friend, Jesse,

passed away.

Jesse Hennessey?

He was the friendly guy
at the hardware store

who gave me your card.

Yeah, that's him.

That beautiful, lovely guy,

and now he's gone, and I...

I can't get myself
to believe it,

and I should
probably just go.

Um...

I'm really sorry.

Thank you.

You know...

For what it's worth,
I think the old cliche is true.

That the people we love
live on inside of us.

Although,
I don't think that helps

if you're mad you can't be
with him anymore.

That's exactly how I feel.

You want someone
to realize it's a mistake,

and fix it.

Exactly.

In my job, I was around
a lot of people

at the worst moments
in their lives,

and I could never decide
what was harder to deal with,

a purposeful crime,
or a senseless accident.

What if you don't know
which one it is?

Um...

You know, I should
get your quote.

Is it okay
if I email it to you?

Yeah.

Yeah, I won't have Internet
up and running

for a couple days,

but I'll get...

Oh, no, you don't plan
on staying here

while we renovate, do you?

Well, like you said,

some of the rooms
are in decent shape.

Hmm...

Hang on, let me
show you something.

I'm sure this entire house
is covered in lead paint.

We'll test it, but...

It would be a health hazard
to let you stay here

while we renovate.

I just gave up my place.

I have to be out by Saturday.

Well, I know a very nice
bed and breakfast

you could stay at.

Uh... no.

No, with the tourists
coming and going,

that's not a great place
for a writer to work.

Um...

I do have another option.

This is
the first structure

I ever put up by myself,

to prove to my dad,

and me, I guess,

that I was ready
to strike out on my own.

Right here
in my own backyard.

This was
your starter project?

It's not big,
but it's cozy.

I lived here when I was
renovating my place.

Do you think you can work here?

Yeah.

Yeah, I can feel
the sentences forming already.

Um... how much is rent?

No rent.

No rent?

No, not if my working
on your house

is the reason
you can't be there.

Why don't you go in,

check it out,

see if it's
up to your standards.

Oh, I'm sure
it'll be fine.

Are you okay?

No, not really.

You know what,

I still have to deal
with the mortuary, and...

They need instructions
on what to do

with Jesse's body,

and Jennifer thought his wishes
might be in his will,

so I brought her over
to help her look

before I head home.

I'll help, too.

-Come on.
-Thanks, Shannon.

I love this picture.

Look at Jesse and Ned,

so pleased with themselves.

The sextant they found
on that salvage dive,

it's in
the maritime museum.

I know.

That's where I met
the two of them.

They made me laugh
until I cried

with their stories.

I heard it was Ned
who asked you out first.

Yeah,

but it was Jesse

who signed up
for my yoga class.

And he tried so hard,
just to impress me,

that's how
he stole my heart.

Hi!

Can I help you?

Huh?

Hey! Hey!

These cupboards...

They're a mess.

That's a man for you.

Not Jesse.

I used to tease him
he was practically ocd.

He kept things really tidy.

Shannon...

Guys, look what I found.

Althea, looks like

Jesse was planning
on asking you to marry him.

Oh, it's beautiful.

He said he had
a special night planned

for Friday.

Oh, Althea...

Oh, my goodness.

Oh, my goodness,
that sounds like my car.

What is going on?

I knew it was my car.

Althea...

Someone broke into your car.

Oh, no...

Oh, wow.

We need to call
the police.

Nothing's missing
but my tote bag

and a yoga mat.

Nothing important.

We should still
call the police.

And take a photo
for the insurance.

How can I care
about police reports

and insurance claims
right now?

The man I loved
just died...

You're right, you shouldn't
worry about any of this.

You know what, Shannon,
I'm gonna take Althea inside.

And don't worry,

I'll take pictures
just in case.

Okay.

I don't believe this.

Dad, hey.

Hey, darlin',
back in cell-phone range.

I saw that you called.
Everything okay?

Something terrible
has happened.

Jesse is dead.

What?

No, I-I can't
have heard that right.

Tell me
I didn't hear that right.

Everything okay?

I'm so sorry.

What happened?

I found him, in his den.

The police think that he fell
and hit his head.

Jesse's dead?

It's awful.

Oh, sweetheart,

I'll be home as soon as I can.

You gonna be okay?

I think so.

I don't know
what I feel anymore.

Yes, I'd like
to report a break-in

happening right now,
1120 Ambleside.

Shannon!

You okay?

Yeah.

I think so.

What are you doing?

Why are you in
the middle of the street?

There's someone
in Jesse's house.

Okay, uh,
better call the police...

I called them.

I'm not letting this guy
get away.

Shannon!

I don't like
this idea.

I don't see anything, do you?

No, it's too dark.

The key is missing.

What was that?

He's getting out the back.

Stay here.
I got this.

They went out back.

All right, you stay here,
we'll take care of this.

Hey!

He jumped the fence!

Police! Freeze!

You've got the wrong guy.

Get down,

and put your hands up
where I can see them!

The guy you want
just went over the fence.

Do it!

Okay.

Hands behind
your back.

That's not the guy
that broke into the house!

That's my tenant!

As I said,

the guy you want just
jumped over the fence.

What are you waiting for,
get after him!

This is unit 17,

witness reports that
suspect escaped over back fence

1120 Ambleside.

Officer Nesbitt is in pursuit.

Notify chief Jensen.

Are you okay?

Did he hurt you?

No, not unless you count
another bruise to my ego.

Well, um, I'll try and get him
to take the handcuffs off.

Now, you don't remember
anything else about this guy?

That's all
I could see.

Medium height.

It was hard to tell the build
with the bulky black jacket,

but I know he had
a bit of a hard time

getting over the fence.

Yeah,
by the time officer Nesbitt

got over the fence,

the suspect had fled.

He didn't see anything either.

Okay,

we'll have Nesbitt
canvass the area,

maybe one of the neighbors
saw something.

You might want to start

with the streets
to the south here.

I mean, that's where
he was going.

Why Jesse's place?

We've seen this sort
of thing before.

You know,
when someone dies,

the thieves know
the house is empty,

so they break in...-

he didn't break in.

He used the key from
under the flower pot.

It was missing,

and the front door was open.

So then,

it was someone Jesse knew.

Or it was someone
who was smart enough

to look under the flower pot.

To search

for what he couldn't find
last night.

Wait, you're saying
it was the same person

who was here last night,
the night that Jesse died?

I noticed some things
out of place this morning,

and then later
this afternoon,

when I was here
with Jennifer and Althea.

Like somebody was
searching for something.

Okay, a loose furnace grate
or a few things out of place

is not proof of a search.

Now, that room that
you were just in,

that's what
a place looks like

when someone's trying
to find something to steal.

What if he used the key
under the flower pot,

but had to be more careful
because Jesse was home?

What if Jesse woke up,

he caught the guy
searching the den?

What if Jesse didn't fall,
but he was attacked?

You're suggesting
Jesse may have been murdered?

Someone was looking
for something tonight,

and someone broke into Jesse's...

All right, you know what,

let's just hop off
the speculation train

right now.

Chief, I gotta say,

I've been covering crime
in the city for 20 years.

What she's saying
sounds plausible.

I'm not saying
it's not plausible.

I'm saying
we have no evidence.

You haven't even looked
for evidence

as far as I can see.

Sorry.

Now, what I was
about to say was,

out of an abundance of caution,

we will seal off this house,

and we will process it
as a crime scene...

Until we get
Jesse's autopsy results.

Thank you.

No, you're right,
it's not a coincidence

this guy broke into
Jesse's house

only a few hours

after someone broke
into his girlfriend's car.

Yeah, he smashed
the window, stole the bag

no more than 15 minutes

after I gave you the keys
to the cottage...

Oh, hey, hang on,
I have a picture.

Oh.

Um... there.

Hold on.

I saw that blue hatchback
when I was leaving.

It was parked
in exactly the same spot.

The driver had,
uh, white hair.

He was in his 50s.

When I approached the car,
he drove off.

But the car's still
there in the picture.

Well, he probably
came back after I left.

And maybe you came
out of the house

faster than expected

after he smashed
that window?

Can you tell
if that was the same guy

you saw jumping over the fence?

No.

But it's got to be, right?

I should have gotten
the license plate.

Normally,
I would have done that.

Does that mean this guy
has been racking Althea?

That he followed her
to Jennifer's,

and then over to Jesse's?

Possibly, yeah.

I'm going to talk to Althea
first thing in the morning.

I'll show her the picture,

and see if she knows
anything that could help us.

I'll come with you.

Thank you.

But don't you have
a masterpiece to be writing?

Yeah, but I'm also
an investigative reporter,

and I can't resist a knot

that needs unraveling.

The question is,

why are you pushing this?

I mean, why not
wait for the police?

Well...

Let's just say
that I have paid a huge price

waiting for the police
to take action

when I knew something was wrong.

Never again.

Oh, Shannon,

good to see you.

This is Mac Sullivan,
the writer.

Hello, Althea.

I'm sorry
for your loss.

Thank you.

I wish we were meeting
under better circumstances.

It's been a...

A sad, sad time for all of us.

I can only imagine.

Althea, we were wondering if
you had a few moments to talk?

Sure.

I've never seen
this car before.

I didn't even
notice it yesterday.

I don't understand why
you would think this person

would be looking for something
of Jesse's in my car.

Well, we're not
sure if he is.

It's just that

you've been spending
the most time with Jesse

lately, so...

Did he give you
any presents recently,

even something that didn't
seem to have any value?

Jesse wasn't
materialistic.

He believed
in sharing experiences.

He took me places,
but didn't give me things.

Did he mention anything
he was working on,

maybe a secret project?

Jesse didn't keep secrets.

That's true.

Everything Jesse did

became a story
he shared with everyone.

Especially
his salvage dives.

Well, did he talk
to either one of you

about something he found,
something he was excited about?

You mean,
besides a mermaid?

Or blackbeard's
treasure...

Let's see,
there was the one

about the lost necklace
of the Spanish Princess.

All his stories

were about entertaining us.

Anyway, he told me

he donated anything worthwhile

to the maritime museum
here in lighthouse cove.

Oh. That must be a delivery.

Would you excuse me
for a minute?

I guess Althea
is a dead end.

Well...

There's no such thing
as a dead end.

We keep looking

until we find
another way,

and I know exactly
where to look next.

The maritime museum.

Here we go,

the Jesse Hennessey collection.

We have the ship's wheel
from the Laraina,

which sank in 1943,

not far from
our very own lighthouse.

We have a turn-of-the-century
diver's boot,

and a lovely
captain's tea service

from a ship that sank
in 1901.

You hardly ever see
a full set intact like this.

And here it is,

the pride and joy
of the museum,

our oldest piece.

It's a sextant
from the San Mateo,

a Spanish ship which sank
off the coast of Florida

in 1788.

It took two years

for Jesse to be granted
his claim on this.

The government of Spain
took everything he found,

but let him keep this
as payment.

The day he got the papers,
he signed them over to us.

Carol, did Jesse find
anything new?

I mean, I know he hadn't been
on any dives lately, but...

No, nothing new.

And believe me, I asked him
every time I saw him.

Uh, the last time
you asked him,

did he say he was planning
on making a new donation?

No, he just kept saying

the same thing he's been saying
for the past year.

What was that?

"I got something big
coming for you, Carol.

Something that'll make
this museum famous."

But after what Carol
just told us...

Okay, now, first off,
Jesse was full of fictions.

But even if he did have
something big to donate,

that'd only
give us a reasons

as to why someone may want
to Rob Jesse's house,

not a reason
to suspect murder.

But what about
the blue hatchback,

the picture
we just showed you?

Yeah, I even gave you
a description of the driver.

All right, look,

now, the autopsy confirmed

that Jesse took a fall
and struck his head,

probably on the edge
of the fireplace in the den.

How can anyone know
if he fell or was pushed...

Shannon, the coroner found
prescription sleeping medication

in his blood.

A drug that would
make anyone groggy,

or unsure of their footing
in the middle of the night.

Oh.

So you don't mind hopping
on the speculation train

as long as it's heading
the other direction.

All right, listen.

All right, now, Jesse died,
and you want a reason,

you want
someone to blame.

But there's no one
to blame here, Shannon.

There hasn't been a crime.

So do me a favor.

Just... go home,

mourn the passing of a good man.

Go on with your life.

Maybe chief Jensen's right.

Maybe I'm trying too hard

to make sense of something
that'll never make sense,

and I should just
quit obsessing

and focus
on your renovation, and...

What are you doing?
You're not listening to me.

Where's my phone?

Why do you need
your phone?

I see the hatchback guy.

That's him.

That's him,

and he's leaving
the museum.

Hey!

-Shannon...
-Hey, wait!

Did you get the number!

No.

But I know
one thing for sure,

if the police aren't
going to find out

if Jesse was murdered,

then I will.

So, every Christmas,

Jesse, he would...
He would send a calendar,

and every night,
I would Mark off another box,

because I knew that in June,

I would be heading
to lighthouse cove

to spend the summer with...

With my favorite person
in the world,

uncle Jesse.

He was always telling
his funny stories,

and singing,

and I remember that we would
always sing in his truck

when I'd go
with my summertime friend

on fishing trips.

So I've asked
that really amazing girl

from across the street

to come up here today
and to sing a song for Jesse.

I know that he would have
loved it.

Shannon?

Thank you.

Thank you.

? There's a hole in my heart ?

? so I'll carry it
wherever I go ?

? like a treasure
that travels with me ?

? down every road ?

? there's this longing
and it's lonesome ?

? and it's deep ?

? kind of bitter ?

? but it's kind of sweet ?

? there's a hole in my heart ?

? there's a hole ?

? in my heart ?

? there's a hole ?

? in my heart ?

? but it's in the shape of... ?

? You... ?

That was beautiful.

Thank you.

Everyone was
so touched.

Well...

Except for Stephen.

Well, what
about Ned?

Well, he
always did like Althea.

Enough to want
Jesse out of the way?

Stop.

Ned was Jesse's
best friend.

He was the only one Jesse ever
took on any of his dives.

Not even my dad got that.

Statistically speaking,

80% of murder victims
know the killer.

And then there's
the missing key

under the flower pot.

Yeah, which was probably taken

by the guy
in the blue hatchback.

The guy that did not
know Jesse.

Maybe the guy
who hired him did.

A hired killer?

Or a hired thief.

You know, who killed to stop
from getting caught.

Anyway, um...

The man in the car,
any sign of him here?

No,

and I've been looking.

I wish Carol had
seen him the other day.

I'd love to know
what he was looking at.

My guess is,
something Jesse donated.

Wait, Mac...

This photo is
in Jesse's house, too.

It was hanging crooked
after the break-in.

How would it get that way,

unless the thief
touched it,

or took it off the wall
to look at it?

What if the thief
is looking for something

Jesse found
on the San Mateo?

That's the path
we follow.

We have to talk
to Carol again.

Well, let's let her finish
talking to everyone first.

And lose the chance to see
how the others react?

Oh, Shannon...

Stephen's offered
to help me

with the menu
at the Hennessey manor.

No way.
That's amazing.

Yeah.

Great. Is that
a paying job?

Well, of course,
I'm going to pay him.

Well, be careful
with your money.

A new business takes time
to become profitable.

He's right.

I still haven't turned a profit
on my studio.

Oh, I don't think she
has to worry about that.

I mean, Jesse's
only close living relative?

You'll inherit the whole
kit and caboodle, right?

Ned...

I'm not even thinking
about that right now,

and besides,

the will-reading,
it's not till next week.

Well, if the display back there
is any indication,

the museum
might be the beneficiary.

What do you think, Carol?

Think there's anything
more from the San Mateo

coming your way?

Maybe the "something big"
Jesse used to talk about?

I doubt there's
anything new

coming from
the San Mateo.

The Spanish government
claimed everything

except the sextant.

Well, maybe Jesse kept a little
something on the down-low.

Jesse wouldn't
do that.

He always played
by the rules.

If he didn't get
the legal right

for something
he salvaged,

it would be worthless
to him anyway.

To the museum as well.

That's why we kept the law firm

that handled Jesse's
salvage rights

on speed dial.

Hey, what do you think

about this
as an appetizer?

Oh, it looks delicious.

-Here, let me see.
-Nice!

Thanks.
I appreciate it.

Well, um...

The lawyer said
that Carol was right,

everything that
Jesse salvaged

from the San Mateo

is accounted for,

so unless Jesse
broke some rules,

that wreck isn't going
to lead us anywhere.

That's too bad.

Yeah.

Hmm.

Guess I'll go up
and get changed.

Okay.

Hey, did you notice
how, um, your friend, Stephen,

avoided the whole

who-inherited-what-from-Jesse
conversation?

That's a big red flag
right there.

And then,
on the other side of things,

Ned?

Was unusually interested.

Even violated the rules
of polite conversation

by asking Jennifer
a direct question

about her inheritance.

Well, he was
his best friend.

Maybe he thought Jesse
left something for him.

You told me

Ned went on some
other salvage dives, too,

with Jesse, right?

Like, not just the Spanish ship?

So he might know
if Jesse found something big.

Plus, he knows
where the spare key is,

and didn't you say
that it was his idea

to go on the fishing trip
the morning you found Jesse?

My gut tells me

that Ned davison
is hiding something.

I say we go next door,

and we see if we can
make him crack.

We're not going
to go over there

and browbeat Ned.

It's the next logical step.

Mac...

These are people
I know, and love,

and respect.

People that were with me
when my mom died.

It's hard for me
to watch you grill them...

Like I'm some

bulldog reporter.

Yeah, I get it.

So, maybe, um...

You should go over
and talk to Ned?

Thank you.

Oh.

I keep forgetting
to give you this.

It's the estimate
for the renovation.

Oh.

I'll be right back.

Mm-hmm...

Hey, Ned.

Hope it's okay
I stopped by.

Um... can I come in?

Uh...

No, it's not a good time.

Ned, I have
this terrible feeling

Jesse's death
wasn't an accident.

You know about the break-in
the other night.

I think somebody's been
searching his house.

They even
broke into Althea's car.

And I just want to know
if, you know,

you know anything

that could help the police
figure out what's going on.

Can I please come in?

-Ned?
-Sorry.

That didn't take long.

He wouldn't let me in.

He barely even looked at me.

You were right.

Ned is hiding something.

And now you've tipped him off
that you know it.

Shannon...

You could be in danger.

What!
What happened?

Some watchdog you are.

I already left the house
and came back again, so...

I got you
some coffee.

I said
I was a bulldog,

not a watchdog.

Totally
different animal.

Where'd you go?

I told you last night,

it is silly of you

to spend your time
keeping an eye on me.

Not that I don't
appreciate the chivalry.

It's not chivalrous.
It's self-interest.

I mean, who's gonna
renovate my place

if something happens to you?

Nice.

Well...

Luckily, I don't think
I'm in danger from Ned davison,

even if he is
hiding something.

But I do think it's a good idea

if we keep an eye
on Jesse's house,

in case the thief comes back.

So...

I bought a security camera.

All right, I have 'em up.

All right, not yet!

Hold on a sec!

Okay, um,

picture's up!

But you're gonna
have to move the camera

a little to your left!

Your other left!

Whatcha doing?

Oh, Stephen.

You scared me.

Uh...

Installing a security system.

Thought it'd be
a good idea

after what happened at Jesse's.

Huh.

Maybe we should install one.

I think we're good.

Yeah, anyone comes

within a hundred feet
of those cameras,

we're gonna see
the whites of their eyes.

You and the writer
are hanging out a lot now.

You two dating?

What?

No.

No, no, he's my client.

And my tenant.

Right.

Whatever you say.

So, I'm going to set it
to continuous record.

Great.

Maybe we'll find
the criminal

returning to the scene
of the crime.

I hope so.

All right, I am off
to that house of yours.

I'm going to go meet my crew,

we're going to get
that bad paint off.

Um, about what, uh,
Stephen was asking,

asking if we're dating?

Oh, uh...

Just not really dating
right now.

Not that you are not
prime dating material.

You are... smart,

and handsome.

And relatively funny.

You forgot rich.

Super rich.

Luckily, rich
was never high on my list.

Good,

'cause I just got an estimate
from my contractor...

I won't be rich for very long.

And I will go get to work.

And I'm going to go
to the cottage

and do the same.

Yes.

Work is good.

Right.

Lock the door
on your way out.

Well, four or five
layers of paint,

a house this size
will be at least a month,

so I'll get you
a few more guys.

Hello!

Hey! Dad!

Coffee break.

Yay. I could use some.

Well, if you
got me out here

to talk me into helping you
with this job...

I just might consider it.

This is quite the place.

Thanks, but...

I actually wanted to talk
with you about Ned.

He doesn't seem
himself lately.

He just seems
very closed off.

You noticed.

Was he like that
on your fishing trip?

Worse.

Really?

More like
blowing a gasket.

He was yelling at Stephen.

I gather Stephen
got himself into debt.

I don't know if it was
gambling or what,

but Ned was not inclined
to help him out.

What's this all about?

Well, I'm wondering
about the break-in at Jesse's.

The place had been ransacked,

and I'm wondering
what the thief was looking for.

Maybe it was
that "something big"

Jesse told Carol
was coming.

Jesse was usually
all talk.

I know,

but maybe he did
find something,

and he was hiding it

until he got
the rights to it.

Well, I doubt
it was the fuselage

of Amelia Earhart's plane

tucked away in his house.

That was his big story
a few years back.

Yeah, I forgot
about that one.

I can't imagine
which jurisdiction

would give him the rights
to blackbeard's treasure.

I don't suppose it could be
the lost necklace

of the Spanish Princess.

I know he already got everything
Spain was willing to give him.

You mean the lost necklace
of the Portuguese Princess.

Wait, say that again?

Nobody ever gets
that story right.

It was the lost necklace
of the Princess from Portugal.

A Princess Sonja or...

Sophia!

That's it.

Oh, my gosh,
how could I forget?

Jesse told us that story
at dinner,

about hoe he found
the jewelry box

half buried in the mud.

It was the Princess Sophia
of Portugal!

Dad... thank you.

I gotta go.

Uh, you're welcome.

I think.

Hey!

-Hey!
-I'm here!

Come here.

Look at this.

So, what is it?
What's so urgent?

Look at this,

this is Princess Sophia
of Portugal.

This is urgent, how?

Wait till I tell you
her story.

Okay.

Okay,
when Sophia was 16,

she fell in love
with a spice merchant.

She begged her dad
to let her marry him,

but the king had
already betrothed her

to prince Ferdinand
of Spain.

Neat...

To convince his daughter
to go through with the wedding,

he made her a necklace.

It was an extravagant
necklace.

It was made of gold,
and diamonds, and emeralds.

A necklace that, today,

they think would be worth
about $10 million.

That's a lot
of millions.

He gave it to her
the morning of the wedding,

but Sophia never showed.

It was rumored

that she eloped
with the spice merchant.

Now... guess which year
this happened?

Tell me.

1788.

It's the same year
the San Mateo sank.

I think Sophia and the necklace
went down with the ship,

and I think Jesse found
this necklace on that wreck.

But then why didn't it
go back to Spain

along with
everything else?

Because...

The necklace belonged
to Portugal,

and not Spain.

I reached out
to the law firm

that you spoke to
the other day.

They said that they don't deal
with the Portuguese government.

There's only one law firm
in the entire state that does,

and they're only
about three hours from here.

So...

Do you want to drive,
or shall I?

Uh... you can.

Wow, um...

Thought I was the bulldog.

I don't show
any Jesse Hennessey

that's ever been
a client of our firm.

Are you sure?

Did you try different
spellings of his last name?

Yes.

I tried it with one "n",
one "s"...

If you knew the name

of the specific attorney
that your friend saw,

that might help.

We don't.

We were hoping
you could tell us.

Sorry.

Okay, well, this was
a shot in the dark anyway.

We appreciate your help.

Sure.

I was so sure we were
on the right track.

I know...

We were on the right track.

Wait, that's the...

The guy with the blue car.

Oh, that's...

This is our friend's attorney.

Can you tell us his name?

Uh...

Well, that's Andrew Gosin...

We would like to talk
to him as soon as we can.

I'm afraid
that's impossible.

Mr. Gosin died two months ago.

I don't understand.

You're saying that
this man died months ago?

Yes.

Same day as Mr. Duarte,

the founder
of our firm.

There was an explosion
on Mr. Duarte's boat.

The whole thing sank.

The coast guard could find
hardly any of the remains.

We were... devastated.

Uh... no.

No, no, no,
that's impossible...

Would you excuse us?

We'll hang this
back up for you.

So sorry.

Um...

I don't get it.

How does a lawyer
who's supposed to be dead

not really be dead?

I don't know.

Maybe he faked his death?

But what about
his boss, duarte?

Okay, if he's
really dead,

it's either an accident, or...

Murder?

What if Andrew gosin
murdered his boss,

and then Jesse,

just to get his hands
on that necklace?

That's one explanation.

So, do we tell her
that he's still alive?

And put targets on our back?

No. No, we take what we have
to chief Jensen.

You're right.

All right, we should
get a photo.

I got it.

So, let me
get this straight.

You think Jesse found
a famous necklace

of a Spanish Princess...

It's a Portuguese Princess...

And he hired a lawyer

to help him get
the rights to this,

and this lawyer supposedly died
in some sort of explosion,

but he didn't actually die.

Yes.

I saw him once,
Mac saw him twice,

and he drives
a blue hatchback.

Can we talk to
whatever detective

is investigating
Jesse's death?

No, that's
a case closed situation.

The death was ruled
accidental.

After the break-in?

And now everything
we've just told you?

I'll talk to the chief
first thing tomorrow,

but I know what he's gonna say.

Unless we have hard evidence
of criminal activity...

I have this.
Hang on.

I took this picture
of Althea's broken window.

That's Andrew Gosin's car
parked across the street.

Do you think
we're making this up?

No.

In fact, I saw a blue hatchback
just like this yesterday.

Wait, you saw that car?

Where did you see it, Tommy?

Shannon, you know
I can't tell you that.

Why don't you just wait

until I get in touch
with the chief, okay?

Yes. Do that,
but in the meantime,

tell us where you saw that car.

Or do I have to remind you
of all the times

I let you copy off my homework?

Um...

The clerk says yeah,
our guy is staying here,

and yeah,
he drives a blue hatchback.

Room 25.

How did you get all that
information out of her?

'Cause I'm charming.

Also, gave her 20 bucks.

Hey, wait, where are you going?

His car isn't here.

Oh, he may have left a key
under the flower pot.

Hey, I can see
in the window.

What have we got?

Uh, messy bed,
binoculars,

a box...
Wonder what's in that...

And a bag with a blue...

That's a yoga mat.

I bet that's the one
stolen out of Althea's car.

I'm going to go talk to her.

Okay.

Um, can you drop me
back at the house?

I'm going to come back

and see if the not-quite-dead
lawyer will turn up.

I can tell by your face
you recognize him.

I do, I...

Just I can't seem to place him.

I think he's been
following you.

Why would you think that?

Because this is the man
who broke into your car.

Mac Sullivan saw him
outside Jesse's house,

just before your window
was smashed.

Your writer friend, he saw him?

His name is Andrew gosin.

He's a lawyer Jesse hired

to help him get claim
to a famous necklace that...

I think he found.

Did Jesse ever tell you
anything about it?

Well, he...

Told me that story
about the Spanish Princess.

It's actually
a Portuguese Princess.

So, you really think
this man is following me?

Why?

He might think
you have the necklace,

or maybe you know
where it is.

Well, I don't know
anything about it.

I'm sorry.

I didn't come here
to try and scare you.

Well, you did.

I just...

Don't know
how I'm going to feel safe

all alone here at night.

Maybe you could stay
with Jennifer

at Hennessey manor,

just until I can
get all this sorted out.

Shannon...

How are you going to do that?

I'm going to do
whatever it takes

to find this necklace.

If you're here to wind me up
about Jesse again, don't...

Ned, I know
about the necklace.

I know it's not just
another crazy Jesse story,

and I know you were
probably there,

and you must have seen it.

Yeah, I saw it.

Why haven't you said anything?

Because he asked me
not to, that's why.

Not until he got
legal right to it.

Do you know where it is?

Like, where he hid it?

No!

I never wanted to know,

and I told him
it was bad luck to keep it.

He wasn't going to keep it,

he was donating it
to the museum.

Sure, but like I told him,

you can't just let
millions of dollars

sit around.

And I was right, too.

He told me
his lawyer got killed,

and now Jesse gone
in a freak accident?

No, I told you, Jesse's death,

I don't think
it was an accident.

Well, the police said it was.

Ned, Jesse's lawyer isn't dead.

He's alive,

I saw him here in town.

Mac saw him on this street
the day after Jesse died.

Look, I know Stephen's
been having money problems.

Did he know that
Jesse was hiding the necklace?

I don't want to hear
another word about this.

It's nonsense, all of it.

Guess the old man's mood
isn't much better

than when I left this morning.

What did you say to him?

I was asking him
about you, actually.

If you knew about
the $10 million necklace

Jesse's been hiding.

Uh... what are you
talking about?

The lost necklace
of the Princess of Portugal?

Can't say I remember that one.

It's not a story.

He actually found it.
Your dad just admitted it.

Huh.

Who woulda thunk.

Uh...

Oh, so hey, Jennifer
wanted me to tell you

that we're doing
a recipe-tasting on Friday.

You should come.

Bring your client
you're not really dating.

So Stephen was
completely uninterested

that a multi-million
dollar necklace

might be hiding right
across the street from him?

Yeah.

That's how it seemed to me.

Well, that lack of interest

isn't normal.

He's hiding something.

Yeah, his dad seemed to be
worried about that.

Oh, I got ahold of Tommy.

He talked to chief Jensen,

and he wants to see us both
first thing in the morning.

Well, at least there's that.

Maybe Andrew gosin
will turn up by then.

Are you really going to sit out
in the parking lot all night?

Oh, I'm a night person.

Well...

I'm going to be here,

watching Jesse's house
on the security camera.

Maybe Andrew gosin
will show up here.

All right, whoever
sees him first wins.

Oh, yeah?
Wins what?

Dinner,

or, uh, lunch, or, like...

A coffee...

All right, talk to you later!

Tommy!

What's going on?

We're here to arrest Stephen.

What? What for?

For the hit-and-run murder
of Andrew gosin.

Go back in the house.

Check every house,
knock on every door...

Hey...

-Mac.
-Yeah.

The police are here.

They're trying
to arrest Stephen for...

For running down Andrew gosin,

I know.

I called them.

I saw a silver car
fleeing the scene.

You're sure it was his?

Yeah.

I got the license plate
this time.

It's just so hard to believe.

This could be my fault.

I'm the one

that told Ned and Stephen

that Andrew gosin is alive
and still in town.

No one here, chief.

House is empty.

There's no Stephen davison,
no Ned davison.

Put out an Apb
on one Stephen davison,

age 33, brown hair,
blue eyes...

I'm going to call my dad.

Sorry I missed your call.
Please leave a message.

It's voicemail.

Dad, where are you?

The police are here,

they're trying
to arrest Stephen,

and he's missing,

and so is Ned,

and... you're not answering.

Just, call me
as soon as you can.

What is going on?

I don't know.

I'd better get
to Jennifer and Althea.

I'm going to tell them
what's happening.

Okay, I'm going to stay here,

all right.

Shannon...

Be careful.

Okay, so, Stephen,

he intentionally
killed someone with his car?

That... I just,
I don't believe that.

He's been here
every day this week,

and he's been
so sweet...

I was afraid
something was wrong.

The way Ned sounded
on the phone last night.

Ned called you?

He called to say
he was sorry

how things had gone haywire.

And then he said, "but
I'm going to get what I want,

and I'll do
whatever it takes."

Well, I thought he was planning
on asking me out again,

but his voice was so strange.

Uh...

Maybe he was talking
about the necklace.

Maybe Stephen and Ned
are working together

to try and find it.

Shannon, what
are you talking about?

These people, they're
practically our family.

I know, but...

You said yourself,

Stephen's been here constantly.

Maybe he's been trying
to figure out if you have it.

I mean,
I just, I don't...

I don't believe it,
you know?

Stephen and I,
we're finally...

We're finally starting
to get close.

I don't think
we should stay here.

Maybe you shouldn't,

at least not until
the police find Stephen,

and they can sort
this whole thing out.

Okay, so where
are we going to stay?

Well, I have a friend

that has a big house
near the city.

I'm sure she would let us
stay with her.

Perfect.

Pack up and go
as soon as you can.

I'm going to see what I can
find out from the police.

I'll call you as soon
as it's safe to come back.

Okay.

Thank you, Althea.

Hey, dad, it's me again.

There's so much going on,
and you're not answering.

I'm starting to worry.

Please call me back.

Shh!

Don't scream. Okay?

You can't scream.

I'm not going
to hurt you, okay?

I'm here
because I need your help.

I'm going
to let you go now, okay?

Please, just...

Hear me out.

I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to scare you.

It's just...

I'm really,
really desperate here.

The police are trying
to arrest me

for something I didn't do.

Stephen, there was a witness.

They saw you
run down Andrew gosin...

Okay, first, I have
no idea who that is!

And second of all,

maybe somebody did
see my car,

but they didn't
see me, okay?

Because I was at home
sleeping all night!

And when I went outside
in the morning,

my car wasn't in the driveway.

You're saying
your car got stolen?

Yes!

And I'm standing outside,
getting ready to call the police

when all these cop cars
come rushing up,

and I just, I...

I was scared.

And I could overhear
what they were saying,

and they were accusing me
of hit-and-run, and murder?

But that wasn't me.

Shannon, that wasn't me.

Okay?

And you have a security camera

on your front porch.

You can prove me innocent.

There he is,
that's him.

Okay, the guy I saw
coming out of Jesse's house,

that's what
he was wearing,

bulky black jacket,
just like that.

We can't
identify a face.

It could be davison here,
for all we know...

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa,

you think I'd fake
breaking into my own car?

That wasn't me, okay?

Ask my dad, he'll tell you
I was at home all night.

Stephen, nobody knows
where your dad is.

He's not at home?

No.

Yeah, if you were
home all night,

then I'd think you'd know
he wasn't there,

now, wouldn't you?

Tell them, Shannon.

Please, okay?

Tell them you know
that's not me in that video

stealing my own car!

That's probably my dad.

Maybe he can tell us
where Ned is.

Excuse me.

Hey, dad?

Shannon!
Oh, my god, Shannon!

Jen, is that you?

Shannon, please,
you have to help me!

Jen, are you okay?

Shannon Hughes,

listen carefully.

Who is this?

I have your friends.

Who is this? Ned?

If you want to see them
alive again,

you'll bring me
the necklace.

I don't have the necklace.

I don't even know
where it is...

Then you'd better find it.

I'll call you
in exactly three hours

and tell you
where you can trade it

for the lives
of Jennifer and Althea.

No, please don't do this.
I have no idea.

And if you tell the police
anything about this,

anything at all,

your friends will die.

Something's happened.

It's already been
an hour.

What if
I can't find it?

What if Jennifer and Althea
are already dead...

Don't think about it.
We're gonna find it.

We just need to focus
on what we're doing.

If it really is Ned
that snatched them,

it's not the Ned
I've always known.

Well, sometimes,

money makes people forget
who they are.

Hey, wait a minute.

Hey, I think I found something.

This wainscoting,
it's been replaced.

Nothing.

It's all right.

We'll keep looking.

Wait a minute,

this has
a different finish.

This part's been patched over.

Nothing.

Nothing but
an old electrical box.

Maybe it's time
to call the police.

Like that would do any good.

Why do you say that?

It doesn't matter.

It does.
It matters to me.

What's going on?

I had just started college.

My dad was
out of town on a job,

but my mom...

She said she could drive up.

Uh...

But she never showed.

And I knew something was wrong.

I called the police,

and I begged them
to go look for her,

but they said I had to wait
the 24-hour period.

They found her
the next morning.

Her car had slid
into a ditch.

It got below zero that night.

What do you
want to do?

I want to find that necklace.

Oh, we already looked there.

I'm thirsty.

Wait a minute.

Something looks off.

I built these cabinets
for Jesse,

and I did not put
that board here.

-We found it!
-You found it.

Okay...

Wow...

It's a letter from duarte,
Goodman, and Bencourt.

"Dear Mr. Hennessey,

"we regret to inform you

"that the salvage claim 44843
has been denied.

"Please be advised

"that if you attempt to sell
item 44843,

"you will be subject
to prosecution

for violations
under the marine salvage act,"

blah, blah, blah, blah...

Signed,
"sincerely, Andrea Fleming,

assistant to Andrew gosin,
esquire."

So... Jesse didn't have
the rights to the necklace.

It seems odd that
the assistant to the lawyer

would sign her name
to the letter,

and not her boss...

It's my dad.
Finally!

Dad!

Where are you?
Are you okay?

I'm fine.

We heard the salmon
were running this morning,

so we went out early
to try our luck.

Wait, Ned's with you?

Has he been with you
all morning?

Yup.

He's in a sour mood, though.

Didn't get a single bite.

Shannon,
you gotta see this.

Uh, dad, I gotta go.

Okay.

Why are you showing me
a picture of Althea?

I'm not.

This is a photo
from the law firm's website.

This is a picture
of Andrea Fleming.

What?

She must be the one
who stole Stephen's car

and ran down her boss,
Andrew gosin.

So she killed Jesse.

And now she has Jennifer.

Hello.

Do you have the necklace?

Yes, I found it.

It was with
a letter to Jesse.

A letter signed by somebody
named Andrea Fleming.

I know it's you, Althea.

I know your
real name is Andrea.

You can quit
disguising your voice.

I bet Jesse's claim
on the necklace

was actually approved,
wasn't it?

And you wrote him a letter
saying it had been denied.

Then you got rid of Andrew gosin
and his boss,

and you moved out here,

and you tricked Jesse
into falling in love with you.

To get your hands on a necklace.

Am I close, Andrea?

Do you want to see Jennifer
alive again, or not?

You better not hurt her.

Meet me at the lighthouse,
4:00, with the necklace.

No police, just you.

And if I see any signs

of someone else with you,

Jennifer will die.

Your smarty pants friend
is gonna get you killed,

but at least then,

your terrible week will be over.

Okay, um,
I know you don't have

a lot of faith
in the police...

We're not calling them.

She said she would
kill Jennifer,

and I believe her.

She might kill her anyway,
and then kill you, too.

Then we'll come up
with a plan,

a way to stop her.

Y...

Where's the necklace?

Where's Jennifer?

It's live.

Go ahead,

talk to her.

Jennifer!

I am coming
to get you out...

Where is she?

First, the necklace.

Not until I have Jennifer.

I don't mean to be crude,

but I will be the one

who decides
when you get Jennifer.

Now, the necklace.

I left it on the viewing deck.

You can get the necklace
while I get Jennifer.

It's only fair.

This is not about fair.

Don't make me use
this awful gun.

I hate guns.

I prefer other weapons.

And today's weapon is leverage.

I hold Jennifer's life
in my hands.

Although...

It's good to have
insurance.

Now, take me to the necklace.

I know you were
in Jesse's house

the night he died.

I'd been in Jesse's house
every night for a week

before he died.

Did Jesse even fall,
or did you kill him?

I liked Jesse.

He was very adoring.

I could have married him,

but he would have donated
that necklace anyway.

So you did kill him?

Well, technically,
the fall killed him,

saving me the trouble

of having to bash him
in the head myself.

You are a psychopath...

No, no, no,

I was an assistant
to a psychopath.

It was Andrew's idea

to cheat Jesse
out of that necklace.

He even came up with the idea
for me to win Jesse's affection,

so that I could lure him
away from the house

while Andrew searched it.

But you didn't want to split
the $10 million.

Why should I?

When I was the one
that did all the work

preparing the papers,

and winning the claim?

So you tried to kill him,

and his boss, because he knew
about the necklace, too,

by rigging an explosion
on a boat?

I thought I got 'em both.

It was you

who told me that
Andrew was still alive

and trying to steal the necklace
out from under me.

You must be
planning to shoot me.

Why else would you
tell me all of this?

I told you,
I am not a psychopath.

Look, I will be long gone

by the time
you go rescue little Jenny

and tell the police
what you know.

I'll be on my way
to a nice, warm, sunny country

where no one
will ever find me.

Now, move!

I got a plane to catch.

You left it
on the rail like that?

You idiot!

Well, Andrea,
my weapon today is knowledge.

You see,
old wooden decks,

they begin to lean

on just a few steel lag bolts
with time.

You take those out,

the whole thing falls apart.

Did she tell you
where Jennifer is yet?

No,

and I will never
tell you now.

She doesn't have to.

From what I saw,

Jennifer's laying
on a floor made of stone.

It's the same stone that made up
the Craddock fort.

Oh...

Can we call the police now?

Yeah.

Jen, where are you!

Are you here?

Jen!

I think I hear her!

Oh, Jen...

Don't worry, you're safe.

Oh, gosh...

It's Althea!

I know.

We got her.
Shh, shh, shh...

...and on that note,

I hereby dedicate
this new section

of the maritime museum

the Jesse hennessey
memorial room!

And a very special thank you

to my amazing friend,
Shannon Hughes,

who made this possible,

and who also saved my life.

Thank you, Shannon.

I second
the amazing part.

Thank you.

Now, about the renovation
on my fixer-upper,

there's a couple of things
we need to discuss.

No, you're not going
to renegotiate my quote.

Well, you haven't even
heard my terms.

I don't have to.

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