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Sharks glide through the
blue, powerful, poised...

and perfectly in control.

Around them, a team of divers hovers,

hearts pounding... Cameras rolling.

Bull sharks aren't one of the most...

Hi. Andy Fleming?

- Time's up. Clear the range.
- Colter Shaw.

Yeah. What can I do for you?

Your father was Walt Fleming, right?

That was him. Yeah.

What's this about?

Found a phone number in
some of my dad's old work stuff.

It belonged to a guy
named David Pearson.

- Worked with your dad.
- Are you a government man?

No, no. D-Definitely
not a government man.

How'd you find me?

It's what I do. I find people.

Could've just called.

Question for you... Did
your dad ever mention a...

Ashton Shaw? It's my father.

Maybe the three of 'em
might have been doing

some work together.

Wow, yeah, that was a long time ago.

I was, like, nine, ten, but,
but I remember your dad.

He stayed with us for a few weeks.

What about David Pearson?
He stay with you as well?

Yeah, he stayed with us a lot.

But, your father, just that one summer.

Do you remember anything
else about my father?

Anything at all?

Well, just that he taught
me how to shoot my first gun.

Yeah.

Ashton. I-I liked him.

He was, he was good to me.

From what I read, your
father was a neurologist, right?

Yeah. Stanford and then Yale.

Yours?

Research lab, Cal-Berkeley.

Environmental science
mostly and then sort of...

Well, went down a different
path, I guess you could say.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

It's... Died in 2003, same as Pearson.

You got a take on Pearson?

DoD, far as I can tell.

High-level clearance.

You have any idea
why a government guy

like Pearson would be
working with a neurologist?

No. No, I don't.

Me and my dad were never close, so...

You know, he always...

He always treated me like
a patient instead of a son.

You have any idea

what the three of them
were doing that summer?

All I remember is they were,

they were holed up in the garage

having "think tanks," as they called them.

- Any idea what about?
- Not really.

No. But I did spy on them, one time.

Yeah, they were watching these tapes

of a, of a man hooked up to a machine.

Couldn't... It was weird.

Hey, Andy, you got a call.

Sorry, I got to, I got
to get some work done.

- Yeah.
- But, hey,

there's an extra set
of rounds there, man.

- Feel free to fire a few off on the house.
- Thank you.

- Yeah. It was great to meet you.
- Thank you.

- All right.
- Appreciate it.

Looks like you're,
you're jammed up there.

You mind if I...?

Have at it.

Yeah?

Looks like you have an
ejection port malfunction.

You see this here? This...

Spent shell didn't eject properly.

It's called a stovepipe.

So, what you do is just
tap the mag... you rack.

Then reload right there.

Good to go.

- Thank you.
- You're welcome.

My name's Dale.

Good to meet you, Dale.

Overheard you saying
you find missing people?

I do.

I could really use your help.

My daughter Noelle is missing.

- Well, how long's she been gone?
- Two days.

We talk every Saturday.

I waited and waited and...

Straight to voicemail, every call.

- Tell the police?
- Yes, sir.

First thing I did was file
a missing persons report.

Cops met me at her
apartment for a wellness check

and found her phone,
no signs of forced entry,

no signs of foul play and...
But her e-bike is gone.

And that's how she works
and gets around the city.

Okay. Well, it sounds like Boston pd

should still be looking for her.

Unless maybe...

Maybe they found something
you're not telling me about?

Okay, look, they found
drugs at her apartment,

so Boston pd said, "we can't
chase around some stoner

who's gone missing for the weekend."

But I'm telling you, that stuff isn't hers.

She doesn't even drink.

Her older brother was an addict.

He died because of it.

Okay.

And where was the last
place anyone saw her?

This is her schedule.

- Okay.
- No one has seen or heard from her

since she went to work Friday night.

Friday night.

Boston Blaze?

Yeah, some weed dispensary.

Noelle makes deliveries for them.

You go by there, maybe?
Confront someone?

Your...

Yeah. I did.

I spoke to her manager.

I may have lost my temper
and he had his goon toss me out.

Your daughter ever have
a problem with this guy?

The-the, the manager guy?

Yeah. She told me that,

he was late on paying her last week,

so when she asked
him for it, he blew his lid.

He got up in her face,

started yelling and threatening her.

I told her to quit.

She told me she couldn't afford to.

That why you're here,
playing with guns? Try to...

Maybe planning to do something stupid?

I don't know what to do.

Look, mister, I don't know
what you charge, but...

I promise you, I will find
some way to pay you.

No one will help me.

I'll help you.

Hey, reenie. How's
New York treating you?

Yeah, pretty good.

Trip with my mom. You
know, spas, Broadway.

- Your kind of thing.
- Yeah.

I can get you a ticket to
mamma Mia! Tonight if you want.

That's very sweet, but I've
already seen it a couple times.

You, you enjoy yourself.

Did you get my text?

Yeah, Randy filled me in.

I didn't even know you were in Boston.

Just passing through.

Anything on that dispensary
guy she had a problem with?

Yeah, I talked to my guy

at the Boston public defender's office.

It's a Vince unger, 35, on parole,

manages a "Boston
Blaze" weed dispensary

and caught his first
charge for distribution

at the age of 18.

Overachiever.

Okay, well, Noelle's
father's pretty convinced

this guy has something to
do with her disappearance.

Looks like he's got a prior for assault,

and an ex-girlfriend took
out a restraining order.

Well, thanks for the info,
reenie. I appreciate it.

Yeah, let me know if
you need anything else.

Dude, I seriously don't know
what you're talking about.

You're smoking

more product than
you're delivering, dummy.

I'm gonna take it out of your ass.

Whoa!

Mind your own business.

I got this.

Come on.

- You Vince?
- What do you want from me?

Noelle Buchanan. Where is she?

No idea.

Then why'd you beat up her old man?

Self-defense.

Crazy old bastard came
in hot, accusing me.

He was looking for his daughter.
You do something to her?

No. Bitch did something to me.

She bailed before she
finished her deliveries.

Never came back with my money

- or my weed.
- Come on. Get up.

Right here. Come here.

Sit your ass down.

Where was she delivering to?

I ain't telling you squat.

I got to protect the
privacy of my customers.

How about I call the
police? Have them swing by?

File a report? Assault?

Pretty sure that's a
violation of your parole.

She was supposed to
do drops in Cambridge,

but she requested the harbor.

- Why?
- How should I know? Probably wanted

the big spenders in that
part of town. Tips, you know...

She seem nervous?
Worried? Anything like that?

She was all over the place.

She was rushing
around like she was late,

but her shift just started.

How many deliveries did she miss?

Five that I know for sure.
I'm still calling around.

You lay a finger on her
or her dad ever again,

I'm gonna come back here,

and I don't want to come back here.

- Okay? Okay.
- Yeah.

Show me her delivery schedule.

Mr. Voss?

Colter Shaw.

Officer Crosby.

- Thanks for the call.
- Yeah.

Dying on the can.
Just like Elvis, poor guy.

What were you here for, exactly?

I was, looking for a missing woman.

Noelle Buchanan?

Saw the visitors log in the lobby,

saw she was the last
one to visit this suite.

I noticed her e-bike out front.

And...

window's open.

Right? Well, that window
only opens from the inside.

Which means that she or
someone came down this way.

There's no forced
entry, no external injuries.

The guy had atrial fib,

high blood pressure
and Lipitor on the shelf.

That stall door was
open, it was unlocked.

You ever use a public bathroom

and leave the stall door unlocked?

I'm just saying, someone
else could have done it.

There are medications
that trigger cardiac events.

Okay, this has been fun, Sherlock.

I will tell you what. I will file

for an extended tox report if
that makes you sleep better.

- Randy?
- Yo.

Got into your dead lawyer's call log.

- Anything?
- Yes, sir.

Got an outgoing call to a taxi service,

9:00 P.M., Friday.

So, this lawyer calls her a car,

and sends her out the fire escape.

- Must have figured.
- She was being followed.

Yeah.

- What the hell's this girl into?
- I don't know.

Her boss said she was in a hurry,

requested a different
route, same neighborhood

as this lawyer's office.

I don't know about you, but only time

I needed a lawyer was
when it was bad news.

Yeah.

Anything else from the phone?

There's a voicemail
that he never listened to.

- Came late Friday.
- From who?

Looks like a burner.

- Can we hear it?
- Most people? Hell no.

Me? Different story.

See, usually, voice mails
are stored in the cloud

and security's pretty tight, but I create

a proxy number and
trick the voicemail service

into thinking that the call is
coming from the owner's phone...

- You got it?
- Yeah, man, like, five minutes ago.

Cueing it up now.

I'm at your place.

- Haven't heard back from you.
- That's Noelle.

- Please, call me back.
- She sounds scared.

She's definitely running from something.

Or someone.

Okay, so, she needs help,

goes to this lawyer and
he tries to protect her.

I guess they got to him
before he could help her out.

It said on the voicemail
she's at "his place"?

That's right.

- Okay, got his home address.
- I don't know.

He gave her a burner phone,
sent her out the fire escape.

I don't know why he'd send
her to his home address.

Okay, well, it looks like
he has a rental property.

He airbnbs it.

It's got to be the one.
Send me that address.

You got it, man.

Thanks, Randy.

- Hey.
- Yo, Colt.

So, I did a global search

on our lawyer's online
activity before he died,

and it looks like his entire
search history has been wiped.

Let me guess. After he died?

You got it. But whoever
did it didn't realize

that he logged into
his lexisnexis account.

Online legal records portal.
What was he looking for?

Okay, so, he pulled a bunch
of cases from over the years,

but they all seem to
come back the bennings,

this old-money family out of bah-ston.

Bennings. Hold on a
second, I know that name.

Bennings. Yeah.

Noelle worked a party for them

the night before she disappeared.

A place called the rosewood chateau.

Rosewood chateau...

Very fancy-ass place.

Velvet rope vibes.

I dig it. What you thinking?

She works that party,
then she needs a lawyer?

Something happened.

Let me widen the search.

Damn.

Some dude who
worked that same event,

a waiter named Aaron Delaney,

he was found in an alley
outside of rosewood chateau

after a Tequila launch party.

- What happened?
- Police ruled it a mugging.

Strangled to death.

Phone and money
stolen. Are you buying this?

Nope. I'm also not
buying that that lawyer

had a heart attack in the bathroom.

I was thinking the same thing. So...

Noelle sees this waiter murdered,

goes to the lawyer for help...

And someone follows her from
the lawyer's office back here,

they take her, make it look like a robbery.

Bennings are definitely involved.

Thanks for letting me shower.

Water pressure at my place sucks.

No problem.

So, you... Want to grab lunch?

You know, I, kind of thought that this

was gonna be the part where you said,

"I had a great night,"

and "that was really fun,"

"see you around"?

You know, and we'd
both just know we wouldn't.

I had a great time last night.

That was really fun.

See you around.

I'm gonna write my
number down so you have it.

Okay.

Just in case.

You never know.

You never know.

Hey, colter.

You all right?

Yeah. Never better.

Get anything on the benning family?

I sure did.

Like, you can't throw a rock in Boston

without hitting a plaque
with the benning name on it.

Lot of influence?

They restore historical buildings

and bankroll politicians.

They even host the police
commissioner's gala every year.

Sounds like a family
that's obsessed with optics.

- Yeah, you think?
- You get a look at

those case files Randy sent?

Yeah, I sure did,

and it's a load of ndas and gag orders

and intimidation by counter suits.

I mean, these people
work hard to hide their dirt.

So, they got a team of lawyers
cleaning up their messes.

Well, that's usually how it works,

but I've got a guy that I can talk to.

- Just give me a bit?
- All right.

I'm gonna head to
the rosewood chateau.

Noelle was working a party there.

Maybe somebody saw something.

Let me know if you find anything.

Enzo.

Reenie Greene.

Thanks for making the
time. Sorry for short notice.

Mwah.

Please. You say the
word and I'll clear the Cal.

You still like an aperol
spritz in the afternoon?

You know, I would,

but I just don't have much
time, so I'm gonna cut right to it.

Yeah?

Do you still manage the
assets for the benning family?

No. Not for a while.

Look, there's a missing girl,
and she might have crossed

with the bennings, got into some trouble.

Okay, I'm not touching this,
and you shouldn't, either.

These aren't people
that you poke around at.

Enzo?

I just want to know what kind
of trouble they're covering up.

All right? And seeing as
how you oversaw their money,

I'm thinking you've seen how this works.

Are we talking the
old man gene benning?

He's cutthroat.

He will do anything to protect the name.

It's recent.

The missing girl, she worked catering

for a Tequila launch party

that the bennings were paying for, and...

That exact same night,

a waiter from that party, a
guy named Aaron Delaney,

he was found dead outside
the alleyway at that bar.

Well, if it's recent, it's not gene.

He battled bladder cancer
and then he found religion.

He's trying to rebrand himself.

Okay.

So, if it's not the father, then who?

Maybe the son Graham. Apple, tree,

but half as smart as the old man.

Okay. Tell me about him.

He's blowing through his trust fund,

rehab in three different countries,

weapons charges,
and that's just the stuff

that I've heard about,
so I figure it gets worse.

Okay.

Who makes their problems disappear?

I need a name.

- Reenie, talk to me.
- Okay, so, get this:

The fixer who cleans up for the bennings

goes by the name mc.

What's his story?

Well, her story is that
she's an absolute bulldog.

I mean, she was in crisis management

in silicon valley briefly

and then went into
single-client representation

as a private family attorney.

So, she's the bennings'
lawyer and their fixer.

Yeah, and needless to say,

she is very good at what she does,

kind of like someone else you know.

- I think I'm already on her radar.
- What do you mean?

She sent somebody to cut my brake lines

while I was at the lawyer's rental.

- Wait, what?
- Think they're staking the place out,

because he came back to finish the job.

My god, colter, are you okay?

Better than the other guy.

I'm in his car right now,

searching through his GPS nav.

Think they followed
her to the lawyer's office,

and then to the rental
where they kidnapped her.

Okay, and so, where would
they take her from there?

- Benning estate.
- Well, my source thinks

that it's the son. Graham benning.

So, she's cleaning up one of his messes.

I'm sending you a picture now.

Got it.

On my way.

It's me. Let me in!

Bro. You're not supposed to be here.

Come on, let me talk to her.

- She won't say anything.
- All right.

Now, do you think she went to
that lawyer for estate planning?

She had the chance to stay quiet.

She didn't.

Come on, Milo. She'll listen to me.

All right, so, number one,

it's "Mr. Simmons" to you, not "Milo."

We are not friends, kid.

And two, you said she wasn't gonna talk.

That you'd convinced her
it wasn't what it looked like

and he was just passed out.

Now, did that stop her
from going to a lawyer?

No, it did not.

- There has to be another way.
- Yeah,

she can run her mouth
about you strangling the waiter.

I mean, how do you think that'll go?

I told you, I was high out of my mind.

It was an accident.

Just listen to my plan.

All right, all right. What's
your plan, Graham?

Call the police? Confess to murder?

I should.

You'll spend life in prison.

Try and think it through.

That hurts.

The guys inside will
do a whole lot worse.

Graham, honey?

- You okay?
- Mc, thank god you're here.

I-I don't think we should do this.

Okay. We will figure something else out.

Sound good?

Really?

Of course, honey.

Come on. I want to hear your ideas.

Let's see.

Time for your next dose.

No.

No, please. Please don't. I swear...

I swear I won't say a word.

Well, you got fight, but I
don't think you've realized

what you stepped in here.

No one's gonna believe I'm a junkie.

They will.

They'll find the drugs in your apartment,

if they haven't already,

and with your brother being
an addict, it's easy math.

How do you know about my brother?

No. No, please, please... No! No!

No, no, no!

Come on.

Down, girl.

Down, down.

I think it's best if you let me handle this.

Handle?

Haven't I always taken care of you?

Like when you totaled
your 911 high on cocaine?

Or when I had your name
scrubbed from the police report

after you paid underage strippers

to come to your birthday party?

Remember the scholarship
that I had to give that girl

- you clipped in a hit-and-run in Vegas?
- Okay.

I know I'm a screwup, mc.

But I think we should call the police.

I'm glad you're telling me how you feel.

But contacting the authorities will not

get us a permanent
solution to this problem.

Your only option is to trust me.

Do you trust me?

What are you standing around for?

Set up a table. I'm paying you.

No, I don't work here.

Then you should get off my property.

I'm just looking for Graham.

What do you want with my son?

Talk with him?

Not today. We're having
a fundraiser here tonight.

I'm sure my son doesn't remember,

but I'm certain you're
not on the guest list.

- It'll just take a second.
- Gene?

Everything okay?

Another one of Graham's friends.

Handle this, will you?

I'll take care of it.

Madeline.

I help manage the estate.

Seems like a big job.

It is.

So, what can I help you with?

I'm just here to see Graham.

Right. One of his friends.

Sure.

Well, sorry. I haven't seen him.

You sure about that?

What did you say your name was again?

I didn't. I'm...

I'm gonna see my way
out. Good to meet you.

Should I follow him?

No. You have work to do.

Colt, you get in?

- I got in.
- I found Graham benning.

He's in his bathtub. He's dead, wrists slit.

- Suicide?
- I don't think so.

I think maybe he got brave,

become a loose end
that they had to tie up.

Damn, man, these people are ruthless.

If she had him killed, that
means something went wrong.

I need to find Noelle now.
I'm running out of time.

Whatever you need.

Okay, I'm staring at his phone right now.

There's a message on here
putting the blame on him,

and there's a photo of Noelle.

Can you use the Bluetooth
on my phone to hack into his,

find out where that
message was sent from?

- I can get you close.
- Good, do it.

Connecting now.

Okay, we're in and tracking.

All right.

Came from the northwest
corner of the benning estate.

Okay. Looking at that now.

There's a secure room
there, behind a gate.

I see it. Yep, that's got to be it.

Hey. Noelle? Look at me. Hey.

Come on. Come on, honey. Breathe.

All right.

Okay, you're breathing. Look at me.

Can you open your eyes?
Hey, can you hear me?

Thank god it's you.

I heard gunshots.

I called the police.

She's oding. Needs a paramedic.

- Come on. Hang in there. Stay with me.
- Here.

Narcan.

There we go.

There you are. There you are. Hi.

It's okay. It's okay. I'm here to help you.

Here to help. Deep breaths.

That's good.

You carry narcan?

You never know when you might need it.

The police are on their way.

Hey, I got you.

I got you.

Come on.

Dad?

I'm so sorry I didn't tell
you what was going on.

It's okay. I-It's all gonna be okay.

Is she safe now?

She's back with you. She's safe.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

You did a good job with her.

I don't even know where to start.

I got to thank someone up above
for letting me cross your path.

Glad everything worked out for you.

I may not have much,
but I owe you everything.

Just tell me what I can pay you.

That gun you had at the range.

It was a Springfield, right?

Yeah, yeah. It-it was...

Well, you got your daughter back,

I don't think you need
the gun anymore, right?

So what do you say?

Hand that over to me, call it even.

Yeah.

Whatever it is that brought you here...

I hope you find it.

Me, too.

Could I at least buy you dinner?

Sounds good, but...

I got one more stop I got to make, so...

Thank you.

Take care of each other, okay?

Yeah.

Did you forget something?

Didn't forget anything.

Just thought we had
more to talk about, mc.

Thank you.

Have you spoken to
the lead investigator?

Quite a bit to sort with the family.

I had no idea what Graham was up to.

Yeah? What was that?

I'm sure the police can
provide you with details.

No, no, I want to hear it from you.

Apparently, he strangled an
acquaintance during a dispute.

Noelle was witness to it.

Aaron Delaney was his name.

I'll take your word for it.

Graham arranged for
Noelle to be kidnapped

by the man who tried to overdose her.

The same man who he had
dispose of a friend's body in an alley.

The police say they have texts to prove it.

Actually, Graham's
been unstable for years.

Seems he couldn't
handle the mess he made.

Almost hard to believe.

It is, isn't it?

Yeah. Not the first time
you've done this, is it?

I just work here.

So, what is it, really?

I don't understand.

Yeah, you do. Come on.

It's just the two of us talking out here.

Right? You can tell me.

That guy that you had cut my brake line?

He didn't report back, did he?

You knew exactly who I
was before I showed up here.

So, what, you went to
plan b, you told gene,

"Graham is-is too much,
too-too much to deal with.

"It's the only way out.

Amputate a limb, save the patient."

Never heard it put that way before.

I'm just happy that Noelle
can go back to her life now.

You covered your tracks
pretty well. You really did.

The way I see it?

The only way you get caught now

is if something else happens to Noelle,

so you're pretty much forced, aren't you,

- to stay away?
- Like I said,

I'm just happy Noelle is safe.

That poor girl's been through so much.

She has.

I know what you did.

Love that for you.

The thing is, with people
like you, you slip up.

You're gonna make a mistake
and you're gonna get caught.

Maybe.

But it's not gonna be today.

But it will happen.

I just hope I'm here
to see it when it does.

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