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Previously on CSI: Vegas...

Something brought you back. Grace Huang.

Rock star in my program.

ROBY: She left work one night,

and no one's seen her since.

When Catherine asked around

at the casino, they fired her.

Where'd she go? Is there really not a camera

covering the area between those angles?

I don't know what you think happened to this girl,

but I want to help.

It has to be Grace's grave.

They moved her body.

FOLSOM: Is that tortoiseshell?

Last I checked, there weren't many tortoises roaming around

that far north in the desert.

MONICA: Someone gave that to Grace,

day before she went missing.

WILLOWS: Mikel Koslov.

You know him? He hoped on his private jet yesterday.

He's hiding in Belarus.

She knew something he was trying to keep quiet.

Something that got her killed.

(Pawa's "Kalychanka" playing)

(singing in foreign language)

(speaking Russian)

(sighs)

Hello, Mikel.

Bye, ladies. What is this?

Who are you? My name is Catherine Willows.

I work for CSI in Las Vegas.

I'm here about Grace Huang.

I was not even in your country when it happened.

When she was murdered.

I don't know anything about it.

That, I don't believe.

I don't care what you believe.

Your laws do not apply here.

Yeah, you're right.

But that works in my favor, too.

The FBI might not appreciate that I'm using

their file to blackmail you.

Ooh, there is a lot in there, Mikel.

You've been embezzling from half the criminals in Belarus.

I don't know what...

WILLOWS: If some of those folks find out,

you'll be lucky if you get to keep...

...all your fingers.

(files thud on ground) What do you want?

Get dressed.

We're going to Vegas.

You have a date with the district attorney.

(scoffs)

♪ ♪

So, this missing friend of yours, Grace Huang,

you have no proof of foul play?

Nothing concrete,

but that could change today, or so I'm told.

Mr. Koslov here

has an alibi for the day of Grace's disappearance.

He couldn't have killed her, but...

I know who did, where they put the body, I know all of it.

Ms. Huang was murdered?

My client is prepared to offer testimony

once certain guaranties are made.

That he will not be prosecuted as an accessory, or...

I want immunity, for everything.

Everything? What does that mean?

WILLOWS: Grace was a server at a private poker room,

where she met Mikel

and some other... entrepreneurs.

I suspect that she learned something there

that got her killed.

I don't know what.

My client does, and I can assure you,

it will be of great interest to your office.

I don't have the authority to grant blanket immunity

based on your assessment

of whatever this testimony might be.

These people I deal with... very dangerous.

I cannot talk before immunity, before protection.

TATE: Well, then, I'm afraid we're at an impasse,

because I can't grant you

the protection you need

if you don't play ball, sir.

(coughing) TATE: Mister...

Who brought this water?

WILLOWS: This is Catherine Willows, C114, send an ambulance.

Clark County D.A.'s office. NOVIK: Breathe.

Try to breathe. WILLOWS: Immediately.

EMT: Ma'am, please back up.

WILLOWS: Mikel. EMT: I need to get him to the hospital.

Mikel, look at me. Who killed Grace?

My client cannot. Please.

Please, we can work out a deal if he makes it.

Ms. Ms.... Ms. Willows. There's no reason why he cannot tell me

why my friend... Ms.-Ms. Willows, please.

My client can't talk.

Someone poisoned the man.

He's talking. Today.

I'll meet you in the lobby!

♪ ♪

(panting)

(elevator bell dings)

Where's Mikel?

He-he punched me. He got off on two.

He made a run for it.

(coughing)

(sighs)

JENNIFER: He's just gone?

He knows who killed my daughter.

Why wouldn't he just tell you?

Mikel didn't trust the D.A.

He didn't think that we could protect him

from his associates if he talks.

Ms. Huang, we have an APB out on him.

My team here at CSI is up to speed.

And if he is dumb enough to pop up at the Eclipse,

your friend there is gonna let us know, right?

Yes. Jodi's keeping an eye out.

I-I brought some photos.

Some of Grace's things.

I thought it might help somehow.

I just...

I need to do something.

Thank you.

When Grace didn't call after my bypass surgery...

I was so hurt.

But I should've known something was wrong.

I should've reported it.

It's not your fault.

When Grace disappeared,

I asked everyone where she went, and nobody knew.

(phone chimes)

Your daughter is the reason I'm here,

and I'm not gonna stop until this is over.

Catherine.

They found him.

Converted warehouse in Henderson.

(grunts)

You need a minute, or...?

Tell me what we have, Detective.

Well, given the timing,

I got to think the same people

who were worried about Grace talking

wanted to keep him quiet, too.

WILLOWS: They made a hell of a mess doing it.

CHAVEZ: Yeah.

Turned some fake Van Goghs

into real Jackson Pollocks.

Wound is big.

From a large caliber.

Neighbor heard shots, called it in.

The killer fled

when first responders arrived.

Where's the second vic?

By the back door,

next to the antique printing press.

An antique what?

This guy's our homeowner. Anton Koslov.

Mikel's nephew. His sheet is full

of fun stuff.

Counterfeit, forgery, kiting checks,

you know, fraud city.

And, as you can see,

he worked from home.

Crazy, right?

Everything in here is fake.

I don't know about that.

The smell of death is pretty real.

I'm sorry, Catherine.

I know you were counting on him to tell you

who killed your friend.

Yeah. Well...

now this crime scene's just gonna have to tell us.

♪ ♪

♪ Who... are you? ♪

♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪

♪ Who... are you? ♪

♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪

♪ I really wanna know ♪

♪ Who... are you? ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh ♪ ♪ Who... ♪

♪ Come on, tell me who are you, you, you ♪

♪ Are you! ♪

(echoing): Catherine.

Catherine.

(mouths) ROBY: Catherine.

Hey, you all right?

Uh, yeah.

FOLSOM: People who killed Grace

didn't want Mikel Koslov to talk?

Either that, or it's just one hell of a coincidence.

Who's this fellow?

Collateral damage?

Mikel's nephew, Anton.

He had a little counterfeiting operation here,

as you can see.

Nice place to lay low. Is there any chance

that he sold the wrong fake to the wrong buyer?

More likely he got caught up hiding the wrong fugitive.

(phone chimes)

CHAVEZ: Anton's widow just got here.

Go on, talk to her.

We'll process all this.

FOLSOM: Looks like a Sotheby's exploded in here.

CHAVEZ: Never buy me jewelry, babe.

None of this is real.

I'm not seeing any real brass, either.

Yeah, haven't found any casings.

I'm pretty sure the perp was cleaning up

when he got interrupted by the cops.

Yeah.

Question is, what did he miss?

WILLOWS: GSR is negative. I told you. I would never.

Who would have?

Did your husband have any enemies?

No. My Anton was the sweetest man.

An artist.

He could do anything.

Paint, sculpt, sew.

Apparently, even put you in a Vermeer.

So, what were the two of you doing

in a house full of counterfeit merchandise?

Uncle Mikel brought knockoffs, jewelry, anything.

Anton could make it look so real.

He just did as he was told.

Neither of you had any idea what he was involved in?

Come on, Katya.

(sighs)

This woman, Grace Huang, do you recognize her?

No.

Not that I can recall.

Something Mikel was involved in got her killed, too.

She was my friend.

If you know anything-- I'm sorry,

but she isn't the only one whose future was taken.

All I know is,

whoever did this was here for Mikel,

and they didn't care who else got hurt.

I hope you find them.

♪ ♪

(indistinct chatter nearby)

Whoa. Uh-oh.

This stuff will kill you.

Anton and Katya are stocked up on health food.

I'm thinking Mikel brought this crap to go off the grid.

He didn't even last till dinner.

So, killer didn't leave much.

I got cigarette ash and a .41 mag slug.

Hmm. That's not the most common caliber.

No, and there's something else.

Mikel got hit in the neck,

and it really sprayed these three,

you know, old-looking ones.

That one's a reproduction of Lilies in a Jug.

Van Gogh.

Anton really was a talented forger.

I mean, it's incredible use of light.

(chuckles)

Oh, Penny got me a coffee table book

last Christmas.

That's lovely. Mm.

Take a look at the corner.

RAJAN: Looks like someone

wiped at the blood.

FOLSOM: Killer was trying to clean up.

With...

that napkin.

There's some sort of dust on it.

He might have handled it with his bare hand.

There could be DNA there, and on the painting.

♪ ♪

Well, the blood on the painting is all Mikel's.

And some epithelial DNA from Anton.

Ugh, just that and some common microbial DNA.

Micrococcus, staphylococcus and pseudomonas stutzeri.

I mean, I don't see much of that.

I don't think I've even heard of it.

It's a bacteria that was first isolated

from human spinal fluid.

Our boy Mikel was shot through the brainstem,

and his spinal fluid probably splashed the canvas.

FINADO: P. stutzeri's also found in soil, canal water,

cordgrass rhizome.

Beau, how long have you been here?

Um, a while.

Been testing the napkin. All I found is

Mikel's DNA, unfortunately.

But now I'm gonna test the dust on it.

(Beau grunts)

You a cigar man?

Uh, I've had two puffs my whole life.

When my daughter was born, and then

when my other daughter was born.

How sweet and old-timey of you.

Our, uh, killer's a cigar man.

You ran the ash that Folsom found on top of the blood?

Tobacco takes up trace metal from the soil where it grows.

I ran the concentration results against a brand database,

and, bing, bong, bing, I got a hit.

Villa Clara Cigarillos.

I think our killer is partial to tiny Cuban cigars.

Pretty popular brand, right?

I think my only two puffs were on a Villa Clara.

Let me take a turn with this baby, huh?

(machine humming) FINADO: We struck gold.

Tell me. No, literally.

The-the dust on the napkin is flecked with gold.

Okay, but Anton was a counterfeiter.

He probably used gold leaf

in his nicer fakes, yeah? Possibly.

But this dust contains traces of quartz silica and alunite.

This-this is ore.

So the killer and/or his napkin

was hanging out near a gold mine?

PARK: That's a lot of gold in them thar hills.

This is all they sent up from the morgue?

Mikel didn't have a phone on him? Yeah, he did.

I gave it to Chris. Uh, he's gonna get into it

along with the 50 burner phones

his nephew had.

Man even had fake phones.

Looks like they had some funky locks in Belarus, huh?

(ticking)

It's like I can feel Grace's killer

getting farther away every second.

We're gonna solve this, okay?

I just keep thinking about time.

All the time that Jen Huang

won't get back with her daughter.

All the time that I've lost with mine.

She's been texting you back, right?

Yeah, sometimes. (scoffs)

I don't know, Max. When this is over,

one way or another, and my work at CSI is done,

I just have to make the most of my time

and make things right with Lindsey.

WILLOWS: Rick Aziz. Who's that?

Rick is the COO of the Eclipse.

One of the board members who got me kicked out

when I started looking for Grace.

And his card's in the wallet of a dead man. Huh.

Did you know Nevada is responsible for 76%

of U.S. gold production?

Over 30 active mines.

Uh, uh, the killer used a Chet's Gas & Goods napkin

to wipe blood off of one of the forgeries.

It had gold on it.

Turns out that's not that rare, but Chet's Gas,

that's the real rare element.

Okay, so I'm not following you.

Chet's Gas used to be a pretty good-sized chain.

But now they're failing.

And there's only one location

that shares an exit with a gold mine.

So you think the killer went there

before he paid Mikel a visit.

Yep. It's the best lead we have.

If the killer was there, I'm going, too.

Whoa. Beau was wrong. Chet's Gas ain't just

doing poorly, it's abandoned.

So much for surveillance footage.

Well...

the napkin must have come from the mini mart.

I'll start dusting the door.

WILLOWS: I'll check for tracks.

WILLOWS: Hey, Folsom.

I think Mikel's been here.

Really? How do you know?

The lock. It's the same brand

as the key we found in Mikel's pocket.

So Mikel's killer used the napkin

to wipe the blood off the painting.

But the killer didn't bring the napkin into Anton's house.

Mikel did.

We've been tracking Mikel, not his killer.

Right after Mikel ghosted me,

he came here.

Oh!

(gagging)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(exhales sharply)

Hey. What you got?

WILLOWS: (sighs) This little guy kept her company, I think.

Oh, it's a cochineal.

All over the desert.

They keep my prickly pears company, too.

Almost ruined my landscaping last year.

(scoffs)

I still can't explain this shard of tortoiseshell

we found in the desert.

I thought maybe Grace had

a hair clip or glasses or...

You know, if Grace didn't bring that to her grave,

then maybe her killer did.

Whoever that is.

Yeah. You know, I've been thinking.

So Mikel said that he knew where Grace was.

He did not say that he had a key to her crypt.

Mikel didn't kill her.

I think her killers were spooked by my investigation,

and asked Mikel to help move her body from the desert.

They were probably hoping that he'd disappear her permanently.

But he kept her as leverage.

Must have gone back to check she was still there.

Okay.

Maybe Grace can tell us

who did this to her.

ROBY: Steady, Sonya.

Gotcha.

Looks like a .41 magnum.

We pulled the same caliber out of Anton Koslov.

And out of one of his paintings.

Same shooter?

WILLOWS: Let's hope ballistics can tell us.

This is in rough shape.

She was shot twice.

I wish I had a cleaner bullet for you,

but the second one exited...

Wait, there's something in her esophagus.

What is this?

ROBY: Is that a piece of paper?

Grace swallowed this before she died.

It's notebook paper. She left us a clue.

ROBY: She was a brave girl.

Yeah. Adipocere's a beast to clean.

Yep.

Drying it out is our best shot

at separating the congealed layers

without destroying the paper.

Then there's the matter of reviving the faded ink.

There's this technique that I read about

used to read water-damaged documents from shipwrecks.

I mean, I-I don't know if it's gonna work.

It has to.

This poor girl knew she was gonna die,

and she was smart enough to leave us a clue.

(machine humming)

We can't let it go to waste.

RAJAN: These must be the burners

from Anton's stash house.

I haven't seen this many flip phones

since Year 8.

Well, I finally got a match.

Mikel's prints are all over this one.

And I bet he wasn't just playing Snake.

I've got a match, too.

Grace's bullet was almost too corroded to compare,

but the striations are identical

to the ones on the stash house bullet.

So Grace and the Koslovs were shot with the same gun?

Mm. Question is, who was the shooter?

No hits in NIBIN yet.

I might have someone we can ask.

Ten calls with this number

in the days leading up to Mikel's death.

An Eclipse extension. Rick Aziz.

Yes, I talked to Mikel Koslov plenty.

You know how important those Eastern European whales

are to this casino, Catherine.

I have to make myself available.

Well, a 3:00 a.m. call the day Mikel died,

I'd say that's more than available, Mr. Aziz.

It's a tad suspicious, no?

Is that how you knew where to find him?

Oh, come on. Seriously?

I see that you're still a cigar smoker.

Do you mind if I take a look... I'd rather you not.

RAJAN: You own a registered handgun.

Do you have it on you? Do you have a warrant?

Or a point, for that matter?

Yes, the point is we think you're involved

with Grace Huang's murder.

I had nothing to do with that.

I have no idea what happened. (knock on glass)

Frank said you wanted to see me.

Is this a bad time? No.

This is the perfect time, Jodi.

Great.

You want to know why Mikel was calling me so much?

He was angry.

Someone from the Eclipse told you

his whereabouts in Belarus.

An egregious violation of client privacy.

And when I find out who divulged that information,

they will be fired.

You know what, we're not here

to talk about privacy protocols, we're here

to talk about... No. No, no, no, no.

We are done talking about anything at all, actually.

Frank, would you be so kind as to show these ladies out?

And if you have any more questions for me,

you can speak to our attorneys.

Thank you so much for coming by.

(clears throat)

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

(chuckles)

(sighs) It hasn't been a great day.

Mr. Finado might have cost a friend her job,

so tell me you've got something good.

Uh, well, infrared luminescence didn't revive much

from the note itself.

But ESDA did uncover indentations from

Grace's writing on the page above our piece of paper.

Okay. Drumroll, please.

(hums playfully)

I think I found most of the phone number.

This is my phone number, my landline.

I gave it to Grace the day before she went missing. I...

Are you sure infrared luminescence didn't pan out?

Uh, yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Look. It's just a bunch of squiggles.

I'll be...

It's a drawing.

Call Folsom and Allie.

What's going on?

We already processed every inch.

Grace drew this painting in her notebook.

Then, right before she died,

she ripped it out and she swallowed it.

WILLOWS: The original Lilies in a Jug

is hanging at the Eclipse.

What did Grace know?

Okay, well, it was the first painting at the scene

that the killer started to clean.

Yeah. What's it all supposed to mean?

I mean, what is she trying to tell us?

Maybe the real one's about to be stolen

and this replica's supposed to hang in its place.

So, you processed this. What did you find?

Mikel's DNA, Anton's DNA.

A bunch of common household bacteria.

And you removed the frame?

Yeah, we...

We checked everywhere.

Hand me that magnifier.

Doesn't it look like the painting is faded

everywhere except where the frame had been?

I mean, how would Anton's replica

fade so quickly?

I think I know.

Not all the bacteria we found was common.

That bacterial DNA on the canvas, pseudomonas stutzeri.

Yeah, from Mikel's spinal...

Yeah, but what if it's not that?

P. stutzeri is found in other places, too.

Soil, canal water...

And fine art.

"P. stutzeri is also used to bio-clean

very expensive, very old pieces of art."

Okay, this isn't a replica.

Lilies in a Jug isn't about to be stolen from the Eclipse.

It already was.

(Rajan gasps)

We've been swabbing all over a real Van Gogh.

You think Lilies in a Jug is a forgery? That's impossible.

This is the most secure gallery in Vegas.

I make sure of that.

I think the FBI's gonna be the judge of that.

They're sending a pro to run some tests on Lilies.

This one and the one covered in Mikel Koslov's blood.

In fact, all this art is gonna have to be shipped

to Quantico for analysis. The Feds?

Catherine, I know you're not on the Eclipse board anymore...

Thanks to you.

But you are still a shareholder.

Can we-- Can we just stop and think about the optics here?

The federal government investigating our casino?

Our bottom line will...

Well, maybe you should have thought about that before

you helped Mikel and his pals to run

whatever scheme you got

going on here... Hold, hold on-- Hold on a second.

You think that I'm involved in some forgery conspiracy,

or whatever you think this is?

Three people are dead, including your whale Mikel,

and your employee Grace Huang.

She got shot right after swallowing a sketch

of that same forged painting.

So... you tell me, Rick.

Your boss isn't giving me any answers, Frank.

Maybe your cameras can.

ROBY: Okay, we need to see every entrance

that Mikel could have used to swap the paintings.

Wait, wait. What's that? PARK: Utility room

I checked against casino blueprints.

No camera, no footage. No...

Hey, look at this.

When Catherine got the video files

from the day that Grace disappeared... ROBY: Mm-hmm.

FOLSOM: ...we didn't get this angle.

We need to see all the footage from September 12.

Let's look at that parking lot angle.

I thought it was strange that there was

no camera covering that area.

FOLSOM: Hey, Chris, camera 104

in full screen, please.

It was deleted.

Someone didn't want us to see Grace

getting into the SUV, or who was driving it.

ROBY: Wait, look at this.

This was eight minutes before Grace was taken.

RAJAN: That's Frank.

He's head of security at the Eclipse.

What is he smoking?

My money says it's a Villa Clara.

Mm. And my money says that gun is loaded

with .41 mag.

I can't believe I am working with

the Dr. Phyllis Dupont.

I love my job.

Can't say I've ever met anyone so excited

to work with a Van Gogh scholar.

Ma'am, you're like the queen of Quantico.

I mean, there are books about the work

you've done with the FBI.

I read about a museum heist in Cleveland.

The way that you used military-grade infrared

to detect the original sketches under paint...

(shudders happily) It's genius.

Brought a little shortwave infrared for this, too.

So let's see what we have here.

♪ ♪

There's no question it's real.

It makes me sick. A masterpiece desecrated

by blood and viscera.

Cleanup will be... a challenge.

But what you're saying is the Lilies in a Jug

from the Eclipse...

A forgery... in the original frame.

Did you find any tortoiseshell in the frame?

Many turn-of-the-century frames were inlaid with tortoise shell,

but I didn't find any here.

I did, however, find this

polyethylene terephthalate fiber.

Polyester. Van Gogh died 80 years before disco.

So Anton made a mistake.

DUPONT: Yes. But in every other respect,

Anton Koslov was simply masterful.

He even made paint authentic to Van Gogh's time.

Like this cobalt blue.

Mr. Koslov sintered cobalt oxide

with aluminum oxide at 1,200 Celsius.

And this red carmine, made from ground cochineal beetles,

combined with alum and potassium tartrate,

then boiled, filtered, decanted...

Cochineal beetles?

Grace had a cochineal on the sole of her shoes.

It wasn't from the desert.

So you think that Grace stumbled onto

a forgery in progress?

It's why she sketched the painting.

It's what got her killed.

She caught onto their scheme.

And what, exactly, is their scheme?

Lilies in a Jug was purchased by the Eclipse last year.

Before that, it was owned by Orsha Limited.

A holding company controlled by one of Mikel's

drug dealing associates.

So Mikel didn't actually steal

the original Van Gogh.

He already had it, and he sold a forgery to the Eclipse?

Rick Aziz okayed the sale.

I think he knew he was buying a forgery.

The subjective pricing of art

makes it perfect for money laundering.

Casinos are used to getting dirty money

into circulation all the time.

You add phony art into the mix?

Money laundering on steroids.

Let's say a Belarusian gangster makes cash

selling drugs.

That's dirty money that he can't just deposit in the bank

without a paper trail; he'll get caught.

He needs clean cash.

The Eclipse wants his business, so they help him.

They buy a piece of fine art from him at a huge markup.

They let him gamble the profits at high-limit tables

and claim his dirty drug money as winnings.

And our Belarusian gangster ends his night

with clean money in the bank.

But to make the deal that much sweeter...

DUPONT: The art sale goes on the books,

but the art never actually changes hands.

Rick commissions a forgery for the Eclipse gallery,

the whale gets to keep the original,

and Rick gets to keep a cut of the money.

So Mikel needed a place to launder his money,

and Rick was happy to help.

This scheme could be much bigger

than just one painting.

I'm going to need to check every major artwork

the Eclipse has acquired.

It's possible that several of these whales

have availed themselves of this... service.

Rick Aziz caters to the whales.

He has influence over the Eclipse board.

He's pulling all the strings. ROBY: Maybe.

But he got somebody else to pull the trigger.

♪ ♪

So I can have my smokes back?

No, Frank, you can't.

Trace metal in those match the ash

found on top of Mikel Koslov's blood.

And the bullet that killed him matches your gun's rifling.

And the bullet that killed Grace Huang.

(crying)

Three murders, Frank.

Bet you get the needle.

Unless you tell us who you were taking orders from.

Who called you on your smoke break, Frank?

Who told you to take Grace out to the desert

and murder her?

Was it Rick Aziz?

I want a lawyer.

WILLOWS: All our physical evidence points to Frank,

but he's just a lackey.

But you found the man that killed Grace.

Do you know what this is going to mean to her mom?

It's just not enough.

I don't want to leave CSI like this.

Not when Rick Aziz is still out there.

Not when there are still questions.

Rick's gonna answer them himself.

Ma'am, Mr. Aziz is in a meeting.

Not anymore.

Jodi. Rick fired me, Catherine.

Because I told you Mikel was in Belarus.

Security was waiting for me when I came in.

(exhales) I can't believe this. Jodi, I'm so sorry.

I... (exhales sharply)

Once this is over, I'll help you get your job back.

I am not interested in your help.

You've done so much for me, for Grace.

I'm going to make this right. I'm going--

I can't explain this shard of tortoiseshell

we found in the desert.

You're going to what?

I'm going to finish this.

There's no doubt in my mind this bit of tortoiseshell

that was in Grace's grave

was from Jodi's compact.

I never considered the possibility

that she was spinning me.

She kept her enemies closer.

It was never Rick.

Jodi knew Mikel.

Jodi had access to the whales

at the Eclipse.

She was the one

who commissioned the forgeries.

Until Grace saw something.

But you know, a chipped compact is not gonna be enough.

She'll spin that, too.

She knew they needed to move the body

because I asked for the security footage.

She knew that I was onto Mikel

because I told her I was gonna follow him to Belarus.

You know what she doesn't know?

She doesn't know what you're gonna do next.

And what's that?

The only reason why you came back

was to solve this.

Now, I don't know how, but I'm not gonna bet

against Catherine Willows.

And you don't have to do it alone.

(indistinct chatter)

FINADO: Are you serious?

Yo, guys. You have to see this.

Turns out the parking lot angle

wasn't the only one Frank deleted.

That's the utility room behind the Van Gogh exhibit.

It doesn't look very deleted.

Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah.

Three, two, one.

RAJAN: Huh. FINADO: Whoa.

That's from the day Grace disappeared? Sure is.

Something happened in that room.

Something Jodi wanted Frank to hide.

RAJAN: Whatever it was, maybe it's still there.

♪ ♪

♪ ♪

DUPONT: This red carmine made from ground cochineal beetles.

WILLOWS: Oh, what did you see, Grace?

Tortoiseshell.

I don't understand why you're doing this Catherine.

You got Frank. This is already over.

Grace saw you.

(sighs) I never met the girl, Catherine.

Did Mikel tell you where they met?

At poker.

She was serving drinks.

That's probably where Grace heard him

bragging about his Van Gogh.

The one she knew from the Eclipse.

To Mikel, Grace was invisible.

He saw a cocktail waitress,

not my most promising student.

Grace went looking for answers.

But she didn't expect to find you.

And you didn't expect her, either.

You improvised.

You hid Anton's forgery.

A synthetic fiber from the drop cloth snagged the paint.

The anachronism of polyester on a 130-year-old painting

wasn't Anton's mistake, it was yours.

You knew Grace had seen too much...

...so you called Frank.

And you watched as he buried her.

You're delusional.

When you covered the forgery,

some of Anton's paint stuck to the drop cloth.

Along with a few of your

epithelial cells; your DNA.

It doesn't matter what you say anymore.

The evidence says it all. You're done.

We can't all inherit casinos, Catherine.

So that gives you the right to kill another woman

struggling to make it?

No matter how good I was,

I got passed over again and again.

I had to create my own opportunities,

just like your father did.

My father got a lot of things wrong.

But you came out ahead, so...

who cares who else gets left behind, right?

Grace was trying to climb the ladder herself.

You think I wanted this?

The Eclipse was making more than enough money buying art.

The whales were happy with their returns.

It was all a victimless crime

until she started asking questions.

I want you to remember that in federal prison.

You're going to die there

because Grace brought you down.

I just finished what she started.

CHAVEZ: Let's go.

Stand for me, please.

Hands behind your back.

Thank you, Max.

Thank you for having me back in your lab.

For everything.

Are you sure about this?

I think I just need time

to figure out what's next.

The trip with Lindsey, I hope.

And I could go back

to the Eclipse.

I know. Rick has asked me to return to the board,

show the Feds that they're cleaning up.

It just seems like the right thing to do.

Okay, I-I'm not claiming to know what's best for you.

I just hope you'll keep going with your forensics program.

Okay? Yeah.

Maybe.

It is a big, bad world.

(door opens) Hey, Max...

Oh, sorry. Just got a call about

a scene south of Spring Valley.

Will you be gone when we get back?

I'll still be around.

Us Vegas kids can never shake this town. You know that.

It's been an honor learning from you, Ms. Willows.

Thank you.

Your daughter deserved so much better.

I'm so sorry.

I got Grace her job at the Eclipse.

I taught her to never let a mystery lie,

and to always ask questions.

No, you didn't.

My girl was born that way.

Always questions.

About bedtime, about new foods.

About something a teacher said.

She'd always look at me and say, "I have questions.

I have questions. I have questions."

My daughter Lindsey, she was always

a very curious little girl, too.

Then you know,

raising a child like that can be challenging.

As Grace got older, she started asking

harder questions, and--

Questions other people were scared to ask.

I think that's why she loved your forensic program so much.

Finally, answers.

She was a natural.

I wish she could have followed in your footsteps,

gone further.

You're the only one who cared enough to ask questions.

To fight for the truth.

(indistinct conversation)

Thank you, Catherine.

♪ ♪

(sighs)

♪ Broken, but I keep coming back for more... ♪

Yeah, yeah, you can tell 'em how much I appreciate it, Rick,

but the Eclipse, it's just not home.

We got a lot of blood, signs of a struggle,

but no body yet.

So what do you say?

I have questions.

♪ Ooh, oh ♪

♪ Gotta keep your head up ♪

♪ Head up. ♪

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