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She's non -responsive but stable for
now.

What's your best guess?

There's no signs of any trauma or
bruising on her anywhere.

I'm thinking OD, maybe GHB.

The date rape drug?

Yeah. We'll know more from the tox
report, but just by looking at her,

very lucky.

Wait till you see the guy.

You get this?

They found that in her hand.

You think she did it?

Murder -suicide attempt?

Wouldn't be the first time.

On this town, it wouldn't be.

It's like we finally got one of your big
city homicides.

Alex, somehow that doesn't give me
comfort.

Is it as bad as they say?

Worse. That guy was pretty much
butchered. The girl, Sarah Henderson,

still breathing.

You know her?

Are you kidding? She's Peter Henderson's
wife.

The heir to the real estate fortune,
right?

One of the biggest in the state and a
pretty successful lawyer to boot.

Are you trying to impress me? Just
giving you the heads up.

Thanks. So what are you thinking?

An attempted rape, crime of passion.
It's really too early to tell right now.

I'm still waiting to get the tox results
back from Sarah Henderson's test.

I had to do a character background on
the victim, Chad Thomas.

When I find out something, I'll let you
know.

I need this to be a clean investigation,
Jack, and we need to keep the media out

of it. The Hendersons don't need this
type of publicity.

Don't make this a problem.

All right, I'll try not to, okay? Is
there anything else on the Hendersons

I need to know about?

I mean it, Jack.

This is going to draw some heat.

I don't need you stirring the shit on
it.

Right. Is that it?

Captain Rainey said you're the man I
should talk to about my wife.

Peter Henderson.

Sarah's husband.

Detective Jack Norton.

How's your wife doing?

She's in a coma.

They think she overdosed, but they won't
tell me what she took.

Well, I won't know anything until
they're done with the test.

But as soon as I know, I'll let you
know.

I'd appreciate that.

Just as I'd appreciate this be handled
with discretion.

You know, since you're here, can I ask
you a few questions?

I thought you might.

How long have you and your wife been
married?

Five years.

Any children?

We've been trying, but we've had some
setbacks.

Fertility problems.

Why was your wife at the beach house
last night with Chad Thomas?

You mean that I know she was fucking
around?

Did you?

No, detective.

I have no idea why my wife is with
another man.

Is your wife in the habit of spending
nights away?

What's the point of this line of
questioning?

Listen, I'm just trying to establish...
You're trying to establish that my wife

was having an affair and that I killed
her lover in a jealous rage.

Wouldn't be the first time.

I think our conversation is finished,
Detective.

For now.

Good day, Detective.

If you have anything other than fairy
tales, I'll be by my wife's bedside.

Thought you might want that, Jack.

Where'd you get this?

In Tad Thomas' clothes.

A pay text from Haskell? Have you ever
heard of it?

It's rumored. Of what?

You know that old Spanish mansion up on
Sapphire Road?

Huh? I was told it served as some sort
of sex club for rich people.

I guess the rumors are true.

uh

I don't think I'll have to let you know.

Okay. Thanks, Alex.

May I help you? I'm Detective Jack
Norton.

Is the owner of the house available?

I'm sorry, Mrs. Weston is very ill and
cannot be disturbed.

Is there something I can help you with,
Detective?

Yeah, do you have an employee by the
name of Chad Thomas?

I'm sorry, sir, that name doesn't ring a
bell.

Weston Manor employs only myself, a
cook, and a maid.

Weston Manor? Yes.

Okay, what about Gardeners?

We contract out the gardening service,
Green Thumb Gardening, I believe.

Okay. And what was your name again?

Yes, Jack Bolton. Jack Bolton.

Okay.

Is there something wrong? Is there a
problem?

We're just following up on a lead. But
thank you for your time.

Of course, sir.

Bye.

What the hell are you doing here? I'm on
the list.

Not without a warrant, you're not. Well,
then go call a cop.

What is this place? Some kind of a sex
club? You have to leave now.

What the hell's going on here? Listen,
let me just... Tom, no!

Let me just ask you a few questions,
okay?

How well did you know Chad Thomas?

Do you know anything about that?

Don't make me hurt you, pal, okay? Hey,
go.

It's not really wise to be throwing a
cop around.

Not too smart to be trespassing either,
cop.

Hey, Marcy, it's Detective Norton.

Listen, can you pull up the property
records for 121 Sapphire Road for me?

Yeah. Yeah, with the tax history, too.

All right.

Thanks.

It's a little late, isn't it?

Not on a murder case.

So what do you got?

The tox screen reports came back.

Terry Henderson definitely consumed a
massive dose of GHB.

Debilitating but not fatal.

You thinking date rape?

Perhaps. But Chad Thomas also had GHB in
his bloodstream.

Maybe they were just partying and got
out of control.

What's the source?

Both of their champagne glasses showed
traces.

What about the bottle?

Just the glasses.

Do you think there's any chance that
maybe somebody tainted their glasses

GHB and our couple didn't even know
about it?

It's possible.

All right.

So who besides our drugged -out little
couple had access to the glasses?

Any word on the domestic staff at the
cottage?

No. The place is just your standard
little vacation house for people who can

afford those sorts of things.

I can make more money cleaning crime
scenes here than I do investigating

So what about the autopsy report on
Chad?

The coroner's typing it up.

Besides blood loss due to multiple stab
wounds in the upper torso, the GHB was

the only other remarkable finding.

You think she did it?

Are you asking if I think it's possible
or did she do it? Possible.

Yeah, I do.

Listen, do me a favor. Keep me up to
date on Sarah Henderson's condition,

I will.

And go home, Jack.

The case will still be here in the
morning.

Yeah, you're right, I guess.

Old habits die hard.

But you've done with the place.

Yeah, I missed you too, Lila.

Bastard. Five years and now you come
back?

The hell do you want?

Fuck you.

Listen, Lila.

I need information about the castle.

How do you know about that?

What are you doing there?

What do I have to tell you? Anything?

Well, I guess for old time's sake, it
really doesn't work with you, huh?

Jesus.

I'm serious. I need your help, Lila,
okay? A young man was murdered, and

evidence that points to the castle.

You asked me about Todd Thomas tonight.

He... He... Why didn't I hear about
this? Because we're keeping it under

at the department.

We can't let the media get wind of this.

Why me, Jack?

Because I meant something to you once.

And I miss you.

You always were so good at leaving.

Yeah.

You're always so gorgeous in the
morning.

Listen, I'm going to need a list of all
the members that go to the castle.

I can't, Jack. I'm just a hostess at the
club.

What exactly does that mean, a hostess?

It means I greet the guests when they
come in and I make sure they have

everything they need.

Could I include you?

Do you mean I sleep with the gas?

No. That's not my job.

But if somebody's right, like Chad
Thomas?

Yes.

I need that list.

I'll see what I can do.

Hey, sorry I'm late, Captain.

Yeah? I heard about your activities last
night.

What the hell do you think you're doing
forcing your way into the house of this

town's leading citizen?

The Wessons are considering legal
charges, but I think I can talk them

formal complaint against you.

Yeah, did the Wessons tell you that
they're running some kind of sex club

their house?

That's ridiculous.

Miss Wesson's about a hundred years old.

All I know is they've got some kind of
erotic playground thing going on in

house that caters to very wealthy
people.

If you have proof of something illegal,
you better have some solid evidence.

Otherwise, stay the hell away from that
place.

Your presence in this department is hard
enough to explain without some civil

complaint against you.

Dismissed.

Thought you might be interested in that.

Blood test came back this morning.

Sarah Henderson's about eight weeks
along.

She's not conscious yet, so they can't
determine if she knows, but it's a

good guess she did.

Jesus, why would a woman knowingly take
GHB if she knows she's pregnant?

Who says she knew?

Okay, then why drug your wife if you
know she's pregnant?

I knew you were liking the husband for
this one. Yeah, I was. I'm not so sure

now. I've just got more questions.

All right. Thanks for getting this.

Anything else?

No, nothing.

See you later.

I think we're alone now. Oh, good.

Mmm, let's see.

Want to get out of here? Yeah, let's go.

Hi, Tony.

What are you doing?

I left my purse last night. I just came
to get it.

I'll see you tonight.

Excuse me.

Can I help you?

Yes, Detective Norton.

Yes, why don't you have a seat here,
miss?

Lila, Lila Davis.

And I'll go find Detective Norton.

You have a visitor, Jack.

A Miss Davis.

Lila?

An acquaintance from your old vice days,
Jack?

She's just a friend, Captain.

You better not be up to your old ways,
Jack.

Lila. Hey.

You okay? Need anything?

I'm okay.

I brought you this.

It's just a complete members list?

All the active ones.

Did you have any trouble getting it?

Uh, no, but we'll find out.

All right.

No shit.

What?

Mr. and Mrs. Henderson are members of
your little club.

Henderson.

I know the name, but I just can't place
it with a face.

Mrs. Henderson's over in county in a
coma. Mr.

Henderson's a prime suspect in the
murder of Chad Thomas.

What?

Yeah.

Listen, let's get out of here and take a
walk.

You need to find something on Peter
Henderson at the club.

Jack, I can't. I'm probably already in
trouble for being there today.

I mean, if I start asking questions, I'm
going to be gone.

Well, they honestly won't let me back
there without a warrant. We have nobody

here that can go undercover.

You're my last shot at this.

This guy's way too slick for me to go by
the book.

How well did you know Chad Thomas?

I didn't know him very well at all.

I mean, he worked upstairs. He serviced
the female client.

I mean, other than that, I didn't talk
to him. I mean, he was kind of like a

special request.

So he was a gigolo.

Yeah, basically.

I mean, he was a nice guy. I said hi to
him a few times. Other than that, didn't

know him.

Well, you know what?

Somebody killed him.

My best guess, somebody connected to the
club.

Oh, my God. Now, if I'm going to catch
this bastard, I need your help.

I'll see what I can do.

My God.

I got to go.

Listen. Tell me when you get off
tonight.

Usually like 2 a .m. Why don't you call
in and get home?

Mona, do you know Peter Henderson?

Peter Henderson?

Yeah, I have a date with him in the red
room.

Do you want to join us? I'm sure he'd
love to meet you.

No, thanks.

Are you sure? I mean, some of these guys
are willing to pay big money for their

pleasure.

I'm just not, you know... Ready?

I know. That's why I was in the
beginning, too.

But, um, if you change your mind, you'll
know where I'll be.

See ya.

What are you doing?

Oh, sorry.

Nothing.

Then get back to work.

More guests have arrived.

So, how'd you like the show?

I thought you were very sexy tonight.

Thank you.

Peter likes to take control, so I get to
play the submissive with him.

What's his deal?

He seems like he's a real player.

Definitely. I think he and his wife were
some of the first members of the

castle. Is his wife here?

No, actually, I haven't seen her in a
couple days.

But if Chad comes in, you can ask him.

Why Chad?

Well, he and Sarah are having an affair.

Okay, but what's the difference between
having an affair...

And what Peter just did with you.

What happens at the castle stays at the
castle.

It's kind of an unwritten law.

Nobody judges you. Nobody talks about
it.

It's just sex here.

But an affair is something different.

Something that goes on in the real
world.

Chad and Sarah are having an affair.

And guess what?

Peter knows about it.

How does he feel about it?

How would you feel about it if your
spouse was cheating on you?

He's been coming over here to me every
night, fucking out his anger.

And I, for one, can't complain.

But anyway, I've gotten another
appointment in five minutes.

You're welcome to stay and hang out if
you want.

You know, but son's nowhere near as good
and bad as Peter is, so... I think I'll

pass. I'm sure Tony's got the dogs out
looking for me by now.

Tony's a prick.

Yeah, but, like, aren't the two of you
guys, you know...

Oh, it's all for the customers, baby.
It's all for show.

But I got to get out of here.

You're late.

God, get the hell out of me.

Come inside.

It's 3 a .m. You said you were going to
be off by 2.

I'm sorry, Jack. It's not like I can
leave whenever I want.

Especially now.

Tony's watching every move I make.

That guy's a meathead.

Maybe so, but somebody likes him.

You okay?

Yeah, yeah. It's just this
investigation.

It's getting to me.

I mean, I shouldn't even be talking to
you because everything I try to do

doesn't even work out.

And just... I'm sorry.

I was just a little worried about you,
okay?

So how'd it go tonight?

Well, I found out who Peter Henderson
is.

He's an arrogant little prick, isn't he?

I don't know. I didn't talk to him.

But according to Mona...

He and his wife are both founding
members of the castle.

And apparently he's a regular customer.

Now, how does that work? Do you ever see
money exchanging hands?

No. We all get paychecks. I mean, I
don't know what anybody else's salary

but mine is barely enough to cover for
food and rent.

Well, according to Chad's bank accounts,
he was pulling down three grand a week.

No wonder Mona was trying to get me to
take on customers.

I told you I was out of that business
five years ago, and I meant it.

Good.

Because I don't want to have to bail you
out of any mistakes.

Is that it?

You know what? Don't do me any favors,
all right?

Detective Norton, I don't need you to
pull any strings for me.

According to Mona, Chad and Sarah were
having an affair outside the castle.

Apparently, Peter knew about it.

It's weird, though, because Mona didn't
even realize that Chad hasn't been in.

You know what?

I'm tired.

That's all the information I got.

I'd like you to leave.

Good night, Jack.

Good work.

I do not appreciate being called at the
office, Detective Norton.

What's so important it couldn't be asked
over the phone?

You knew that your wife was having an
affair with Chad Thomas, right? You knew

that and you killed him for it. Of
course I knew they were having an

Sarah enjoys the variety, as do I.

And you know, I've been doing a little
checking of my own, Detective.

Seems that your little fuck -up on Vice
didn't teach you anything.

You know, if you're going after somebody
important, you better make sure that

you're clean.

This may be a small office, but it only
makes your sloppiness more obvious.

So be careful, detective.

Because if you lose this job, there's
nowhere else for you to go.

What the hell is that all about?

You know what? I'd like this guy for
this murder. I'm going to nail him for

You mess with Henderson again without
real proof, and he's going to want to

you down.

Look, Jack, there's only so much I can
do against a guy like Peter Henderson.

Christ, the man can have my job. Yours,
he'll eat for lunch.

I thought we had each other's backs on
this. Just be smart about this, Jack.

What do you want, Alex?

Sarah Henderson's just been released
from the hospital.

What? Nobody told me she was conscious.
Well, the hospital just called.

Apparently she came around this morning.

She's on her way back to the beach house
if we speak.

I'm sorry, I didn't mean to take it out
on you, but I gotta go.

This is Henderson. Hi.

Detective Jack Norton.

Um, Detective Norton.

I hear you handling my case.

Yeah.

Why don't you come in?

Thank you.

Thank you.

I understand you know how we found you.

Yes.

Like I told them at the hospital, I
don't remember anything.

Do you think I killed him?

Honestly, no.

But I do need you to tell me what you
can remember about that night, Mrs.

Henderson.

Call me, sir.

I arranged to meet Chad at midnight.

He showed up with a bottle of champagne,
and the rest of the evening is pretty

much a blur.

Chad Thomas brought the champagne, you
said?

Yes. And where did you get the champagne
glasses?

I believe we got them from here.

Okay. Do you know who poured the
champagne?

Chad did.

But I don't see what this has to do with
anything.

We found traces of GHB in the champagne
glasses. We believe that's the drug that

caused your coma.

GHB? Gamma hydroxybutyrate. It's
commonly known as a date rape drug. It's

serious stuff.

It causes drowsiness, loss of
consciousness, loss of motor control,

other cases of death.

seeing. So how would you describe your
relationship with Chad Thomas?

He was my lover.

Was your husband aware of this?

Yes. He arranged it. He arranged it?

Peter always has been involved in
choosing my romantic partner.

He chose Chad, scanned him thoroughly,
and consented to us seeing each other.

You have a very unique relationship.

I came as soon as I heard you were home.
How are you feeling?

Physically, I'm okay.

I'm so sorry for all that you've been
through, darling.

Mrs. Anderson, I have one more question.

Are you aware that you're pregnant?

Yeah, we know.

Is there anything else, Detective?

Thank you for your time, Mrs. Anderson.

Mmm.

Any chance you can pull Peter
Henderson's medical records?

Not without a court order, and that'll
be hard to get.

Henderson's well -connected.

Yeah, well, Peter Henderson is lying.

First he tells me that they knew that
they had fertility problems. Now he

me he knew that his wife is pregnant.

Well, maybe they only thought there were
fertility problems.

Or maybe the child's not his.

What are you saying, Jack?

I'm saying we have a motive for murder
here.

You run this theory by the captain yet?

Oh, Jesus, Jack.

You know what I'm doing.

Yeah, isn't that what you said before
they kicked you off vice?

Listen, I spearheaded an investigation
into a major prostitution area, okay?

Everything was fine.

Until I dug up the mayor, some of his
buddies.

They decided to take me down with them.

What'd they have on you?

I had an informant. I decided to lose
her file when it came time to make

arrests.

Who was she? She was one of the call
girls.

Hardly worth trashing your career.

She was special.

Are you okay, Jack?

You know, I want to catch this bastard,
Alex.

I mean, for once, I want to do the right
thing.

And I want to help you, but not at the
cost of your career.

Well, thanks, Alex, but I have to go do
something, okay?

Hey, Jack.

Hey.

You good?

Yeah, how about you?

Everything in this case is pointing to
Henderson being the killer.

But I can't even touch him.

What's going on?

The guy has an answer for every question
that I ask him.

And now he says that he condoned the
relationship that his wife and Chad

had, which totally takes up the angle of
the jealous husband.

Did you ever think that maybe he's not
guilty?

Now, trust me, he is, okay?

I just gotta figure out why.

Well, maybe I can help you.

Take your mind off the case for a while.

That'll be a little clarity.

What is it?

I need to get a sperm sample from Peter
Henderson.

Oh, fuck you!

Get it on your own!

I can't get a warrant on a hunch!

So what, you want to pimp me out?

For you?

Why don't you just fucking leave me in
jail when I was caught for hooking?

Listen, I know that what I'm asking you
is not easy. I know that. Not easy?

Do you have any idea what you're asking
me to do to throw away such hard -earned

self -respect?

Do you know what that cost me, Jack?

You can't afford it. I wouldn't ask you
if I wasn't desperate.

Well, you know what? I'm not.

Go home, Jack.

There must be someone waiting for you.

No. I find that hard to believe.

Yeah, because I'm such a catch.

Actually... What are you doing, Alex?

I'm letting you know that I'm
interested.

No. Not forever, Jack. Just for now.

Alex, listen, I'm sorry.

Me too.

Listen, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to
offend you, all right?

Jack Norton still around?

No, he's left for the evening. Can I
give him a message?

I really needed to talk to him.

What's your name? I'll just leave a note
on his desk.

Lila? Lila Davis.

I'm sorry, do I know you?

You're his informant.

The one he lost his job for.

What do you mean?

Five years ago, mayor.

That was you, right?

I read the case file.

What do you mean he lost his job? I
thought he just transferred out of vice.

No.

Brass wanted to give you up, but he
wouldn't.

So they fired him.

He was fired?

I didn't understand it, actually.

You weren't going to do time. They just
wanted to make an example.

Didn't seem worth it.

And not worth his career, anyway.

Just tell him I stopped by.

Well, look who it is.

Let go of me, Tony.

Hey. Hey. You're late.

I know. I'm sorry.

Don't worry about it.

Guess who he's asking about you.

Peter Henderson.

What? Why?

I don't know. He must have saw us
talking together the other night.

I think he wants to get to know you a
little bit better.

Hey.

I don't believe we've been formally

introduced. I'm Peter Henderson.

Hi, I'm Lila.

Nice to finally meet you, Lila.

Perhaps there's somewhere more private
we can talk.

Please, sit down.

You are quite beautiful.

Thank you.

You know, your work here as a hostess
hasn't gone unnoticed by me and several

other members.

I presume you've seen what other
opportunities exist for our more

employees in the guest rooms.

I'd like to propose a business
opportunity to you.

Just something to consider.

I'd like you to become an escort.

You'd be free to choose who you
entertain, and you'd be paid very

it.

I don't know, Mr. Henderson. No, Peter,
please.

Peter, do you mind if I take a while to
think about it?

Of course.

If you decide to accept my invitation, I
would be honored if you'd consider me a

potential suitor.

Let's go.

Hello.

You look lovely this evening.

Everything all right this evening?

Mm -hmm.

Good. Hey. How did it go?

Well... He wants me to become an escort.

I told you. The money's great.

No, but I just don't know if I can do
it.

You know, I said the same thing to Chad
when I first started.

And what did he say?

He told me not to be a prude.

It's just sex.

And sometimes, sometimes it's even great
sex.

He also told me that there were a lot of
business opportunities for escorts who

wanted to take advantage of them.

What does that mean?

I think... Chad may have been
blackmailing one of the club members.

How do you know?

Well, Chad suddenly came up with all
this cash all at the same time.

And I overheard him arguing with someone
once.

I don't know who it was, but I'm pretty
sure it was a man.

He was threatening to go to the papers
if the guy didn't pay him right away.

When was that?

About a week ago.

Haven't you ever wondered why Chad
hasn't been in in a few days?

Honestly, I thought he just took his
money and ran.

He was murdered.

You're kidding.

The police have had to keep it a secret
because of all the publicity.

Do you think that someone here could
have been involved?

I don't know. Have you ever heard of
anything suspicious involving Chad?

There was that time he came into work
with a black eye.

He said that he had bumped into Tony.

That's bullshit.

Tony's a prick.

He's never gotten rough with me. Well,
then you're lucky.

No, he is.

We have another session tonight for our
guest's viewing pleasure.

Mona, be careful with him.

So what do you got on the Henderson
case?

Still working on a motive.

The only person who has a plausible
connection with Mrs. Henderson is her

husband, Chad Thomas.

Well, one's dead and the other one's
untouchable unless you have a big stick,

you?

Well, be careful with this, Jack.

Hi. Good evening.

I thought about your proposal.

I'd like to give it a try.

With you.

Excellent.

Shall we get started?

Thank you.

You're nervous.

Don't be.

I won't bite.

Hard.

This is a private room.

It's just us.

So we can do whatever we want.

Hmm.

Magnificent, my dear.

I'll have to introduce you to some of
the other guests.

They'll eat you up.

That's just a tip.

You'll find an additional thousand in
your next paycheck.

Don't be too long. We need this room.

You okay?

Tony just got a little rough with me.

Nothing I can't handle, though.

Here.

What's this for?

For when things get too tough to handle.

Thanks.

I'll see you later. Okay, bye.

So, I hear you're getting in the game.

I look forward to playing a few rounds
with you.

Not in this lifetime.

Rumor has it Chad Thomas was
blackmailing someone at the club.

Lila, come on. You've got to give me
something more than rumors to nail this

guy. You've got to give me something
solid.

How's this?

What is this?

Courtesy of Peter Henderson.

Is that solid enough for you?

Forget something at her place?

Listen, I need you to get this over to
the lab right away. I want a full

test. DNA, fertility, forecast, the
works.

Do I even want to know what this is
about?

Peter Henderson was kind enough to leave
a sperm sample for us, okay? We've got

to move quickly for this to pay off.

Right.

Um, Jack.

About the other night.

It was nice.

Yeah. Yeah, it was.

Lila!

What?

Oh, that was fast. Give me the good
news.

What the hell is Huntington's?

Okay, I'll be right in.

I've got the

report right here.

It's pretty fascinating stuff, actually.

Detective Norton, get in here.

The lab just called requesting an appeal
on a rust job.

Something to do with a used condom.
What's this all about, Jack?

Peter Henderson suffers from
Huntington's disease.

What's Huntington's?

It's a condition that usually hits
people in their 30s, attacks their

system. Within about five to ten years,
they usually lose all or most of their

motor skills and some mental abilities.

Is it fatal?

The disease itself, no.

Most Huntington's sufferers usually die
from choking or heart failure or

something related to the symptoms.

Do you think there's a possibility that
Peter Henderson doesn't even know that

he has it?

No. It's hereditary.

Passed from parent to child. One of his
parents has probably already died from

it.

I've never read about that in the paper.

It's not exactly the kind of thing
families like to publicize.

You two have really opened up a can of
worms here.

News of this gets out and we'll all be
out of work. Give me that file.

No, this is our case, okay? From what
you're telling me, Peter Henderson

couldn't have fathered that child
because he's in danger of passing it on

him.

What's that mean?

It means Peter Henderson's got a motive
for murder.

Where are you going?

Me and the Hendersons are gonna have a
talk.

Jack, wait.

If you're wrong, your career is over. Do
you know that?

Listen, if I'm right, we catch a killer.

I mean, my career is a small price to
pay for this justice.

Oh, is that what you thought about Lila?

I mean, was she worth your career?

Yeah, she was.

Mrs. Henderson, is your husband home?

No, he's in the city.

I need to speak with you. Do you have a
moment?

Sure, Detective.

Thank

you.

We know about the Huntingtons.

Oh.

Now, I don't think it had anything to do
with Chad's murder, okay?

But for me to solve the murder, I need
you to tell me the truth.

So what arrangement did the three of you
have?

Peter has always wanted a child.

Someone to carry on his family name.

Obviously, he couldn't have a healthy
child of his own.

So he asked Chad Thomas to father my
child.

He chose Chad?

came up with a contract, had Chad sign
it, forfeiting any rights and

claim to any child.

Do you have a copy of this contract?

Yes, it's in my safe.

But who else knew of this arrangement?

Just us.

Chad was compensated very well for his
violence.

Well, obviously not well enough.

What do you mean?

Did you know he was blackmailing your
husband?

Why don't you tell me about it?

Do you know what it's like to live with
Peter?

Smart, charming, rich, perfect in every
which way.

Except the one thing that he inherits.

He's powerless to change.

And it's going to kill him.

Can you imagine living with something
like that?

Twisted Peter.

That's why he's so determined to live
life to the fullest.

That's why he started the castle.

Everything he could ever want is there.

Sex, drugs, pleasure of any kind.

He always... Pushes for something more.

He uses me like a sex toy.

Trades me around like I was nothing.

But that changed after I met Chad.

We fell in love.

And we were going to run away.

Raise a child.

Far away from Peter's control.

All I had to do was just save enough
money.

But Peter had such a tight rein on all
our finances.

But I managed to put some aside.

Chad was getting impatient.

He wanted everything now, now.

I wasn't ready, didn't have enough.

So he figured out a way how to get it.

Oh, by blackmailing Peter, threatening
to give up the paternity of the child.

Yeah.

Yeah, when I found out about it, I was
so terrified for Chad.

I know what Peter's capable of doing.

I tried to convince him to leave with me
that night.

The night he died.

But he was just waiting for the last
payment from Tony.

And then we could go.

Tony, the bouncer at the castle, right?

Yeah.

Tony, the one that does all my husband's
dirty work.

I honestly do not remember what happened
that night.

One moment...

Chad and I are making love, and the
next, I'm in the hospital.

I believe you, Sarah, but I need you to
tell your story again, for the record.

Can you do that?

I'll do it, as long as you can protect
me from Peter.

I will.

Hi, this is Detective Norton. I need a
uniform to 112 Beachfront Lane to stand

guard and take a statement.

Yep. I'll stay here until they get here.

Thank you.

So, what were you thinking for your
child's name?

Hello? Lila, it's Jack. Don't hang up.

What do you want?

Listen, have you seen Peter Henderson
tonight?

No, he's probably at the club.

Try there. He's there every night.

Well, listen, I'm here and Peter's not
here.

Listen, he killed Chad Thomas. I believe
he knows we're after him. Do me a

favor. Lock your door and just stay
there until I get there, okay?

Jack, I don't want to see you.

I told you it wasn't wise to be pushing
around a cop.

Clever, Lila.

Providing the police with my DNA.

Even I didn't expect that.

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

No?

Who else could have given them a sperm
sample?

Not my wife. She has too much to lose.

Not Mona.

She's in love with me.

That only leaves you, my dear Lila.

You know, the police are on their way.

They're going to be here any time. I
don't think so.

You were pretty convincing in your
disdain for Detective Norton on the

just now.

But just in case he does decide to come
and rescue you, we'll just lock the door

like he said, shall we?

Isn't that a lovely sight?

My little naked warrior.

You realize, of course, that a sperm
sample is inadmissible without your

testimony.

I just need to make sure that you keep
your mouth shut.

Is that what happened to Chad?

I didn't kill Chad.

Tony's the one who's good with the
knife. I prefer not to get my tux

All right.

No. I'm far more capable in my man.

One move.

One move.

Lila, you all right?

Yeah.

Just breathe and relax.

Sober.

I want you to go check the perimeter.

Looks like Henderson's going to live.

Not for long.

I want everyone to catch their luck,
huh, Jack?

My luck ran out years ago, Captain.
True.

That was just good old -fashioned police
work. You did well, Jack. Thank you.

I better deal with the fallout.

So how about Lila? Is she going to be
okay?

Yeah, they're checking her out. She's a
little battered and bruised and scared,

but she'll be fine. Good, because we
need her to testify against that

Yeah.

Alex, listen.

Thank you.

Really. I couldn't put this together
without you.

Don't worry. I got your back.

Now go in there and take her statement.

Or something.

I was scared.

What?

Scared of losing you.