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- Have a seat.
- Oh.

This is Detective Dickens.

So what's going on?
Why am I here?

Well, Jordan, there's been
a murder at the Towers,

specifically at the penthouse

that you've been
known to frequent.

Does this building
look familiar to you?

I've been there to go shop.

Was that recently?

I can't imagine you would have
much money to shop

since your bank accounts
were frozen.

You know what? Take a...
Take a closer look.

Maybe it'll jog your memory,
you know?

- Uh, sure. Yeah, I'm familiar.
- Yeah.

They often have good sales.

Oh, you like sales?
Me too, Ecstasy.

I mean, shit.
I'd like to go to Ecstasy.

You're sick.

Is he?

Is that what you call
your clients?

I don't know
what you're talking about.

This woman's face
is clearly covered.

You seem so nervous, though.

You seem to be
going through a lot.

You'd have to be to link
your personal e-mail to this.

What did you say?

I mean, you got to be
smarter than that.

Right? To live life twice
and still fuck up.

Jesus. You know,
I just got one question.

What is that like, to die
and then get a do-over?

It's good to see you.

Yeah, you too.

I'm going to have to head out
in about an hour

to get my girls, so...

That's fine.
Listen, I am on your time.

Sorry.

I've never done therapy before.

It's okay.

Listen, this isn't
a therapy session, Jordan, okay?

We're just having
a conversation.

I appreciate that.

I guess it doesn't help that
you're also my sister's boss,

so, you know,
there's the family.

So... Sorry.

No worries.
No worries at all, okay?

Don't worry about it.
Don't think about any of that.

Okay? Just relax. Have some tea.
Hmm?

Yeah. It's nice.

Nice. Delightful.

- Yeah, this is... This is nice.
- Glad you like it.

Listen, you know the thing
that fascinates me?

Does your husband know
the lengths

you're going to to help him?

No, no.

Um, no, my husband
would never understand that.

Even though you are
doing this for your family.

You know, for him.

He'd rather rot in there.

I must admit, when Adrian
told me that her sister

wanted to be a part of
the penthouse project,

I was a little confused.

You know, I didn't
really understand why.

I needed a safe place
to do my work.

Yeah.

Well, I am...

I'm glad we were able to provide
you with that safe space.

But the thing that intrigues me
the most about you

is your lack of emotional
attachment to your clients.

I mean, do you find your work
emotionally taxing?

I'm literally doing sex work
behind my husband's back,

not only to help him,
but to survive.

So, yes, Dr. Logan,
it's emotional as fuck.

Okay.

What are you going to do
if your plan goes left?

It'll work because I know
how to keep secrets.

And sometimes keeping a secret

is how you keep from hurting
the ones who love.

You know, your sister told me

you used to work
at a strip club.

Um...

Yeah, I-I used to do
a lot of things.

- Can I ask how long?
- Long enough.

Listen, you know you do not
have to answer

any of these questions, right?

You know what, Doctor,
uh, it's about that time.

- I need to go get...
- What a cute a little cherry...

...tattoo.

Yeah, it's, uh... I was young,
stupid, you know?

It's still very cute.

I'm gonna...
Gonna go get my girls.

Jordan.

Thanks for stopping by.

Damn, mami.

Couldn't wait till I dropped
Julio off at the airport,

could you?

Come over here and finish
what I stated.

Oh!

- Mm.
- Mmm.

You want some more chocolate?

Of course.

Relieved?

Julio gone for a whole weekend?

- Mm-hmm.
- Absolutely.

He flipped the hell out
after that interview.

He didn't hurt you, did he?

No.

He yelled.

But he doesn't have proof,
you know?

The picture's innocent.

You ever find out who leaked it?

No.

Who'd you tell?

That wouldn't even matter.

I'm a celebrity wife.

People will literally go
to the end of the cliff

to break a story first.

You know,
every time he leaves...

...I always wonder what my life
would have been like

if I had our father...

...just half the time
he gave that nigga.

But instead, he just...

He moved on.

Kept going.

He didn't call.

He didn't visit.

You ain't ever seek me.

Oh, we struggled without him.

Baby, he struggled with him.

And somehow that's...
Well, that's still better.

You deserve better.

I'm sorry you felt like Julio
took something from you, baby.

He doesn't deserve you.

He's an asshole.

He's hurt you many times.
He's a fraud.

They'd rip him a new ass
if they found out he was using.

But that's the thing.

Julio's gonna get his.

He keeps continuing to make
these self-centered decisions.

I'm gonna let Cameron
take the lead

on all this blog stuff.

Julio's gonna get
what's coming to him.

Judge Carpenter, we ask that

bail be denied for Mr. Vincent.

He is a man of considerable
means who could easily flee

the country as soon as he
is released from custody.

Your Honor, Mr. Vincent has
several ties to the community.

Not one single arrest
prior to these

trumped-up charges
by the federal government.

Your Honor, while Mr. Vincent
doesn't have a criminal history,

the charges against him
are very serious.

He has defrauded
Granite Partner investors

through an intricate web
of security fraud

and money laundering and...

Those are all allegations.

The prosecution will have
plenty of time

to present their bogus case
to a jury during trial.

But as of today, right now,
my client is innocent.

If I may finish.

In addition to stealing money
from wealthy clients,

he has also...

Your Honor, my client is married
with two small children.

He's a model citizen.

- A model citizen?
- Yes, a model citizen.

A model citizen who has taken
the life savings from people

who will never recover
from his duplicity.

Your Honor,
the prosecution spews that

these are facts, which are not.

You're talking about
the backbone of this city.

Teachers, firefighters,
police officers.

Mr. Vincent is not
a model citizen.

Despite the prosecution's
attempt to make light

of a very serious matter,

there is absolutely no reason
for Mr. Vincent to flee.

Mr. Vincent is proving his case
to be fraudulent and spurious.

While the defendant has
no criminal history

and is a model citizen
in the community,

these are very, very serious
charges leveled against him.

With that information,
I am setting bail at $1 million.

$1 million? Your Honor, please.

The federal government,

in its typical
overwhelming fashion,

has froze all of
my client's accounts,

making it impossible for him
to make the 10% bond.

I am setting bail at $1 million.

The defendant is remanded into
custody until a bond is secured.

This court is adjourned
for 15 minutes.

Can she do that?

- For now. Right now...
- What do you mean for now?

- I'm paying you all this money.
- I got this.

- It's gonna be okay.
- I'm going to jail.

- What happened to your face?
- It'll be okay.

Take care of our daughters,
all right?

I'm gonna try everything
in my power

to make sure
you get out of here.

I didn't do it.
All right, Jordan?

- Baby, I love you.
- Baby, I love you.

Get off me!

- Oh, my God.
- Dang.

Do you know who that is
over there?

What the fuck?

That's Bar ring ton, Keith's boss,

and his daughter, Ashley.

- Ashley works for the firm?
- Yes.

She's even watched the kids,

and she reached out
to offer support.

But she said for legal reasons,
she couldn't give me money.

But she...
She dropped off food and...

They look real chummy
with the prosecutor.

Ashley.

Did you see that?

Definitely up to something.

What are these reporters
doing here?

I don't know.
Cover your face.

I thought this was
a private hearing.

How did the reporters...

I know a guy.

That's confidential,
not to mention illegal.

Q, please, all right?

Look,
I needed something from her.

It's harmless.

Okay. No one saw you.

You got this, J.

Okay.

Welcome to the Ecstasy room,

where your pleasure
is my command.

What do you say
we get to know each other

a little better?

Mmm.

Welcome back to CNA,
Dr. Dr a ya Logan.

You certainly got
our viewers talking

with your last appearance.

Well, Chris, thank you so much
for having me back.

And I would like us to forget
about my last interview.

That's fair.

So this new book
you're preparing to release,

tell us about it.

Well, my new book
heavily focuses on

the psychological reasons

as to why
married individuals cheat,

but they decide
to stay together.

Sounds like you're trying
to stir the pot.

Well, if I don't stir it,

then the bottom gets scorched.

Am I right?

Burn, baby, burn.

So what's your response to
critics who say that your book

is just giving people
a free pass to cheat?

Okay, listen, Chris,
first of all, people cheat

for a variety of reasons.

And I know my book
is not going to change that.

But what it will do
is educate people

and help them understand
why things like this happen.

And that way, they can decide

if this type of relationship
is right for them.

Well, you're certainly giving
couples a lot to think about.

Oh, no, Chris.

I hope that I barely scratched
the surface, you know,

because I have some unraveling
conclusions in my new book,

which comes out in the fall.

Actually, they don't have
to wait until the fall.

There is a sneak peek of the
first chapter on CNA's website,

and we've actually got an
exclusive reveal of the cover.

Are you okay?

Yes. Thank you. That's right.

My book will be out in stores
in six months,

but it is available online
for preorder now.

Absolutely.
You heard it here first.

Dr. Dray Logan is back
and better than ever.

Thanks so much, Dr a ya.

And we'll be right back
after this short break

with the details of the latest
on the wildfires

ravaging Southern California.

You're watching CNA.

And we're clear.

Great job, Dr a ya.

Thanks so much
for the exclusive.

Of course.

I thought you were freezing up
again at the end there.

Oh, no. I just felt
a little chill in the air.

Oh, good.

Maybe we should get her
a heated blanket next time.

We wouldn't want her
to catch her death.

He is such a little shit.

Or a big one.
I'm sorry. I shouldn't say that.

Listen, Cherise, thank you so
much for giving me another shot.

Oh, it feels so good to be back.

Almost like I'm at home.

Let's chat in the control room.
It's empty.

Okay. I'm right behind you.

That's it? Oh, you little bitch.

What am I supposed to do with
that small little cock, huh?

Oh, you're such a bad boy.

Get out of here, you stupid
little small little dick, bitch.

Oh. Hello.

This is a prepaid
collect call from an inmate.

- Keith Vincent.
- To accept charges...

Yes.

Baby, I just called you.

- You did?
- Yes.

- Baby, what's going on?
- Uh, nothing.

Just trying to
figure some stuff out.

Baby, I know this has
been hard on you.

How are you getting through?

Has anything opened up for you?

Have you been able to
access anything?

Adrienne's boss gave me
a, um, a job.

Really? Doing what?

Odds and ends at her penthouse.

You know, rich people
outsource everything.

You're one of them, huh?

I was.

I need you home.

I know. This is hard.

I'm going insane the longer
they hold me in there.

Baby, I miss you so much.

Are you sure there's nothing
I can do

to find out
who's doing this to you?

Yeah,
get in contact with Ashley.

You know, she won't even
look at me at the hearing.

- Really?
- I mean, I'll try,

and I'll keep trying.

Baby, that's my time.
Come see me. I love you.

Okay, baby. I love you too.

Mm. You done seen Terrell
since you got your ass whooped?

Man, fuck that nigga.

He lucky I ain't dead his ass.

What the fuck
do we need him for, anyway?

We got more than enough
legit business

to wash our cash, auntie.

Is that right?
Them your calculations?

Yeah. I could step the fuck
up too, auntie.

Really?
You done went to law school

since I ain't been looking?

- No, but...
- Exactly.

So shut the fuck up then.
Talking out your ass.

You the one got us fucked up
in this situation,

running down there,
fucking with that nigga bitch.

Let me handle this.

I told you I'm gonna
take care of Terrell.

- Auntie...
- "Auntie" my ass.

I done raised you up
since your daddy been shackled,

you understand what I'm saying?

Wiped your ass.
Raised you up in the street.

Don't you ever question the way
I run this here.

Your daddy fucked up

and almost took this entire
family down with him.

We need that nigga, Lavar.

Let me take care of this.

Man, we cannot trust that nigga.

You my nephew.

You think I'm finna let this
fuck nigga put his hands on you

and get away with it?

Hell the fuck no.

But I done lined up some shit,

and you trying to fuck it up
on some revenge shit.

I just need you to do
what I tell you to do

when I tell you to do it.

You got me?

Do you got me?

Bet. I got you, auntie.

Hold up.

You got to see this.

What's wrong?
Are you okay?

Judge Dupree's getting some bad
rap for his stance on BLM.

Mayor, you know what
they're starting to call you?

What's that?

- Mayor P. Diddy.
- Really?

Because they say they see you
at more parties

with your husband, Judge Dupree,

than community engagements

addressing issues our D.C.
residents are grappling with.

- What do you say to that?
- Hmm.

Well, I must admit that
this is the first time

I've heard that one, Chris.

I can't say P. Diddy is the
worst person to be compared to.

So I'm going to take that
as a compliment.

But I also want my community
to know

that I am fully committed
to every single resident,

whether they live paycheck
to paycheck in Southeast

or on Embassy Row.

No one understands the desires
of this city better than I do.

Well, your husband has been
in the news lately for a series

of controversial rulings,
something your opponent,

City Council President
Wayne Sterling, has...

I've been in city politics

for over 30 years, Chris.

Voters know my history
of getting things done.

They also know my husband
isn't running. I am.

Okay.

You know what,
we need to find out

if he's going to be
at Syleena's party.

Okay?

For Clair's sake, I need you to

keep an eye on him for me.

Okay. I can find that out.

About the reporter thing,

I know you're
just doing your job.

I don't need you to lose
your humanity

behind why we do what we do.

Oh, well, thanks for
your concern,

but...

I've got this.

You sure?

Positive.

Okay.

You don't need anything, do you?

No. I'm good.

Thank you.

No problem.

There you go. Here you are.

Mm. Thank you.

But this dress is absolutely
stunning, Mrs. Rodriguez.

Where are you wearing this to?

Probably
the Kennedy Foundation gala.

My husband is Man of the Year.

Well, you're gonna
look like the Woman of the Year

on his arm with this, okay?

Cheers to me.

Cheers.

Mm. Can you pass me my phone,
baby?

Mm-hmm. Here you go.

Thank you.

How is she?

They barely let me see her.

The director said
they're gonna need

the other half of
that past-due balance.

I know. I'm working on it.

How's Mom holding up?

I mean, she's doing better.

But listen, that facility
is really, really good for her.

I'd hate to see her
have to leave that place.

She's not gonna have to leave.

I've got some overseas fans,
and that should help.

After I pay Keith's lawyer,

I'll wire the home the balance.

Is there anything
I can do to help you?

Absolutely not.

Although I do need
some more overseas clients

because, girl, they pay more,

demand less,
and I can do it while

the kids are in school
because of the time difference.

Okay.

Hold up.

Cha-ching. All right.

I got to get in the shower, boo.

I have a private session.

They pay three times the rate.

Ooh, nice.

You need more clients like that.

Are you keeping your mask on
while you're working?

And every time.

You have no idea how many
clients ask me to take it off.

Okay. But you know
you can't do that.

You have to take
extra precaution these days.

Listen, your face was plastered
all over the news.

Wait, what?

Gina!

Gina!

- IAy, Julio!
- Turn it the fuck off.

I've been trying to call you
all fucking day.

- Why is this shit?
- A blog, papi.

They get paid to talk shit
about people.

Ay, blog.

This article says that since
I got your contract canceled,

that you want to exact revenge
on me with another man.

This didn't come out of nowhere,
Gina.

Papi, did you cancel
my contract?

- No!
- Papi, do you really think

I would cheat on you

because you don't want
to do my reality show?

Papi, listen to yourself.

Mark says he's...

Mark says he's getting calls
asking for a fucking comment.

Reporters want to know
if we're getting a divorce.

Mark? Mark should be doing
his fucking job.

This type of shit
has no fucking sources

and should have never
gotten back to you.

That's all I'm saying.
Matter of fact,

if I was you,
I would get into Mark's ass

for not taking care of this shit
immediately.

I can't have this fucking chisme
on social media.

It's bad for my image, Gina.

Papi, I know. I do.

Papi, look at me.

I fucking hate it.

It's you and me
against the world.

Against this whole
fucking world.

I love you.

Fucking show me.

- That's fine, right?
- Mm-hmm.

Hey, baby, I was
just thinking about you.

Hey, baby. I'm heading that way.
You want anything?

Um, I think I'm good.

Were you able to get with Mona
with the favors?

Oh, yeah, she called,
but I haven't hit her back.

I really hate
that this happened.

I don't want this to fuck up
what we have with Mona.

What if it does,
you know, we'll find a way.

Mona ain't the only motherfucker
out here in the streets.

- I know, but...
- Baby, look,

I don't give a damn.

Nobody fucks with my wife.

Syleena, I would die for you.

I know. I love you.

And you sure you don't want me
to bring home anything?

Anyone?

No. Just you tonight, baby.

All right, baby. Here I come.

Oh, oh, you know what?

You've got me so worked up.

Ecstasy, I want to ask you
something.

What is it, Shit ball?

Oh, I love it
when you call me like that.

I've been wanting to ask you
this for a while now.

But I had to work up my nerves.

I want you to take a shit
and let me watch.

Like you shitting all over me.

Is that what you want?

You want to watch the shit
ooze out of my asshole?

What the fuck is wrong with you?

You can't afford that request.

As a matter of fact,
you're wasting my time.

Get off my line.

No, no, no.
Don't... Don't leave.

I won't even consider
fucking with your loser ass

unless you immediately
send me $2,500.

And then maybe,

maybe I'll let you be
in my presence.

Loser. Pathetic piece of shit.

You're on punishment.
Goodbye.

Please stay.

Damn.

I should have asked for more.

Hmm.

Is that you, Miss Vincent?

You know,
because we went digging around

for a Jordan Vincent,
but we couldn't find anything

until after your marriage
to Keith Vincent.

Hmm. Well, that's none
of your business. Are we done?

No. No, not quite.

I just...
I'm having a bit of a hard time

because you seem
very much alive.

So I'm wondering
why you're using an alias.

There's just some people
I choose

to no longer be involved with.

Are you in danger?

Jordan.

If you're in trouble,
you need to speak up now.