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Sounds like someone had a night.

Oh, my God.

What's going on?

I'm in Elaine's office.

Please tell me she didn't make you work after the party last night.

What happened?

Are you okay?

Sam, are you there?

Yeah, I can fix this.

I need tape.

What tape?

I'm sorry. I gotta go.

Sam, what are you fixing?

Sure.

Yeah. Hey, you busy?

Ludo's got the kids held Tuesday, so I'm treating myself to some deep cleaning.

What's up?

A homicide call just came in at a company called MedCare. I'm headed there

And you'd like me to join you?

Yes. I would like you to jump.

Medcare has the whole floor.

What happened in here?

There was a party last night to celebrate the launch of a new product.

But it got pretty wild. When exactly was the party?

Party started at 8.

Last person stumbled out the door around midnight.

Can you get us a list of attendees?

You got it. No one enters without signing in. We tested it on two special

children who saw immediate results.

With just a few breaths of the canary, your child's anxiety is proven to

diminish by 85%. This is incredible.

I'll get you that guest list.

Thank you.

Get up.

Good morning.

Hi. Hi.

Over here.

We have a Elaine Barton, founder and CEO of MetCareCorp. Oh.

Female innovator of the year 2024.

Shatter pattern on this glass.

It's about the size of a fist.

Possibly from a fight that ended in Elaine's murder.

Or the murderer was trying to send a message.

What does this mean?

We still have to rush the autopsy and hope we can lift Prince off that trophy.

You said an employee called 911?

Yeah, Elaine's assistant, Samantha Wozniak. She's with an officer now.

Is she a potential witness?

She may be more than a witness.

How long did you work for Elaine?

About four years.

Do you have any idea what happened?

I don't remember.

Do you black out?

I'm not much of a drinker in general, and I started some new meds recently, so

maybe the two really don't mix.

I'm sorry, I'm not helping, am I? Well, I assume that you probably knew Elaine

better than anybody else here, being her assistant, right? Why don't you tell us

what she was like?

Elaine was my hero.

I watched this video of her speaking when I was a kid.

She's the reason I applied to Stanford. Just dragged her down and begged her to

hire me.

Being an assistant isn't glamorous, but I'm used to grunt work.

You went to Stanford, but you're used to grunt work?

Not everyone who goes there came straight from the country club.

I had a scholarship, and I worked two jobs.

But I still graduated with honors.

So you liked working for Elaine?

Of course.

She was a visionary.

She was a visionary.

Sam, have you ever heard of a Duchenne smile?

A Duchenne smile is a smile that reaches the eyes of a gentleman.

As opposed to a Pan Am smile, which stops at the mouth.

It's insincere. It's the kind of fake smile a Pan Am flight attendant might

give. Or a woman who is saying she loved her boss a little bit more than she

really did.

I believed in Elaine's vision.

But?

She wasn't easy.

And I couldn't get everything right.

Whatever mistake I made, I just wouldn't hear the end of it.

That sucks. I'm sorry.

It got worse the closer we got to the canary launch. She got secretive. Just

paranoid.

She knew locks put on her door. Just felt like she had eyes and ears

We were rushing to scale a production.

Every day was...

Hell. How much can one person take?

Right?

Wait, you don't think that...

No, I would remember that.

Sam doesn't remember what happened last night? Let's see what her stuff has to

say.

Uh -huh.

You don't believe her?

Uh, you know, promising young graduate, pens her dreams to a lady who makes her

life hell.

That would be a motive. And Sam had means and opportunity, too. So if the

come back on that trophy... There are so many questions in that crime scene that

still need answers. Please keep an open mind. Mm -hmm.

Okay.

Sam's web history.

A search last night at 10 .21 p .m. for gibberish.

Okay. Two drunk tonight.

Well, look at these.

Okay, so those could have interacted with the alcohol meter blackout, just

she said. Just because you don't remember committing a crime doesn't mean

didn't do it.

You might want to keep an open mind, too.

What?

Oh.

That's not great.

Looks like you hated your boss. Maybe one night after too many drinks, you...

didn't kill Elaine.

Or you don't remember.

That poor kid.

I've been there.

Wouldn't believe how many jerks they've worked for.

No, I'm familiar with his work.

Sam's obviously smart. She's got grit.

Just wish I could go back in time and tell her she's got the power to walk

Maybe. But this young woman seems to really have believed in what she was

And in her boss, tough as she might have been.

When you find your calling, it changes the calculus.

You'd be surprised at all the crap you're willing to put up with.

The question is, did Elaine push Sam so hard that it wasn't worth it anymore?

Sam Wozniak is still saying he remembers nothing. She's agreed to stay at the

station. For now.

Well, yeah. She wants to help.

Morgan, you know I love how you always stick up for the underdog.

Sometimes good people do bad things, and we have to hold them accountable.

Uh, yeah, obviously. I know that. I'm just saying, I don't think it applies in

this situation.

I'll have Daphne and I start contacting everyone on the guest list last night.

We need to find out who saw what and when.

And I need you to break the news to Elaine's husband, Eric Barton.

Okay, good.

It's usually the husband anyway.

Elaine didn't come home last night.

I just figured she stayed after the party to work late.

We're very sorry.

What can you tell us about Elaine?

Where do I start?

The only thing bigger than Elaine's ambition was her heart. She quit medical

school to revolutionize the health care industry.

I was her first investor.

When I saw her passion, I was immediately in, in

every sense of the word.

What time did you last see Elaine?

I left around 10 o 'clock.

The party was in full swing with Elaine at the center of it. It was her night to

shine, and she did.

She was pitch perfect. Were you and Elaine getting along lately? Was there

anything we should know?

We got along fine.

Sure, things have been tense.

She just closed a huge distribution deal.

It was stressful.

I'm sorry, I just gotta know, what exactly happened?

Uh, it appears she was attacked in her office.

Someone used one of her trophies as a weapon.

Oh, my God.

Any suspects?

One. Who?

Uh, we'll share more when we can.

But for now, can you tell us if your wife had any enemies?

Elaine felt that the work she was doing would help millions.

So when people got in the way of that...

She let them know.

She had a way of bending people to her will.

Did she ever bend them far enough to break?

She demanded a lot of her employees.

Enough for them to want her dead?

You'd have to ask them.

If I may.

Thanks.

You're Morgan, right?

Mm -hmm. I'm Tom.

Janitorial staff.

Oh.

I've actually been meaning to talk to you. Oh, yeah?

Yeah, I couldn't help but notice you've been smudging up the glass of the

bullpen doors with your cheesy chip fingers.

Makes you think that's me.

Well, for starters, the smudges are orange.

A lot of people work on the floor, Tom.

I can't be the only one who likes chips and has fingers.

I guess I should leave the police work to you, huh?

Tell you what.

If I see anything, I'll be sure to let you know.

Thanks. You got it. I'm going to get back to work.

Okay.

Have we confirmed Eric left the party when you said he did? Not yet.

Preliminary tox is back on Sam.

Looks like she had more than enough diazepam and alcohol in her system to

trigger anterograde amnesia.

Here's something.

The last check Elaine cut was written last night made out of cash.

$45 ,623.

Pretty specific.

So we keep tabs on Elaine's account and see if anybody cashes it.

And we have no idea why forever was written on the wall?

Nope, not yet. It's driving me nuts.

Time of death?

Amy's still working on that.

Well, we'll have Prince off that murder weapon soon. My money's on Sam.

Hi, how can I help you? Hi, Nina Wong. I'm here about Elaine Hart.

We need to talk to these party guests, try to nail down a timeline.

Nina, how did you know Elaine?

When she was first getting med care off the ground, she hired me as her

assistant. Tell me about the party last night. It was a lovely celebration.

Elaine was thrilled about the distribution deal with Saporium.

I was so proud of her.

But I left around 9 .30.

Did you notice anything out of the ordinary?

Not really. I was enjoying myself.

We don't get to have a lot of fun at MetCare. The party was honestly nice.

I couldn't wait to get out of there.

Y 'all expected Elaine to be in a better mood, but I don't know. The vibe was

weird.

I wanted to leave early.

Wanda insisted on staying until she sang Rolling in the Deep.

Kind of my anthem.

We left as soon as she was done.

But we heard an argument in Elaine's office on our way out. And you didn't

to go in?

It wasn't unusual for Elaine to be cussing someone out.

I feel bad, but... I was just glad it wasn't me.

Time of death was around 11 p .m.

And how'd you get there?

Well, the karaoke machine keeps a record of all the songs that were sung when,

so I asked the vendors to give me a copy of the playlist.

According to the playlist, Rolling in the Deep was played at 10 .53.

That is the song that Wanda sang right before employees heard the fight between

Elaine and an unknown person.

Right. After that, the entire sales team sang Since You've Been Gone, which

would have been really loud, right?

And yet the argument was heard over the song.

And that was from 10 .58 to 11 .01. Okay.

Next, Amanda from reception sings Nothing Compares to You.

By a song sung by a quiet woman, and yet nobody heard a thing. So the struggle

had to have been over by then. And no one reported seeing Elaine after that.

That's right. So she was killed in the three minutes between 10 .58 and 11 .01.

Good work, Yara.

Thank you.

I gotta see if I can dig around and get those memories out of Sam.

Whatever you want. It's on me.

I'm fine.

Thank you.

No, you have to eat something.

You've got to be starving.

Cheese curls. Hey,

there you go.

Here.

Thank you for being so nice to me.

Well, listen, I didn't graduate from Stanford, but I have been where you are.

Well, we're qualified and treated like crap by your boss.

Just hang in there, okay?

I can't believe this happened.

Yeah.

Hey, look at me. Listen.

Take a deep breath. Let me see it.

Now calm your brain down.

It's easier said than done. I'm so scared.

I can't remember anything.

What if I killed your boss?

No.

Fantasized about killing your boss? Who hasn't?

We're going to figure out what happened, okay?

She gotta help me.

Come here.

Check your pocket.

I don't have any pocket.

I know, so check all the places you put stuff if you didn't have pockets.

Uh... Um... What is it?

Oh... God.

Okay. Not ideal.

I think I might as well just confess now.

I recognize that lipstick.

That's your lipstick, but on Sam's mouth.

Now, you claim that you were at your desk all night, Denise, so how do you

explain this?

Tell us exactly what happened, Denise.

The truth this time.

You need this job.

You know, what you did last night could get you fired.

It's not just about that.

Someone lost their life last night, and if I let a killer through the door...

We're not there yet.

Let me guess. Your job is boring.

Very. I worked at the DMV in Van Nuys one time. I was a mailing machine

operator. I used every opportunity to leave my station.

Did you abandon your post last night?

The party sounded like such a good time.

Sam looked amazing.

I'd always had a thing for her.

So I figured if I was at the party, I could at least keep an eye on things.

Plus, I'd already signed everyone in on the invite list, so I figured it was

okay. I had a couple drinks, and then Sam and I started talking, and... Keep

going.

We kissed a little.

Um, didn't last long. Sam went to the bathroom, so I waited for her, but then

some other woman came out.

Someone I didn't recognize.

Someone on the list?

Exactly. I tried to chase after her, but she booked it for the elevator, and the

door's closed before I can get to her.

So to be clear, you didn't see her leave the building?

Nah. What time was that?

Sometime after 10, I think.

Please tell me you got a good look at this lady.

Uh, brownish hair.

Average build.

Is that it?

That's all you got?

No, she had this thing stuck to her arm. It was like a square, plastic -looking,

I don't know what.

Just like we're here.

Size of a matchbook?

Yeah, give or take.

Is it this woman?

That's her.

That was cool.

It's an insulin pump. She's diabetic.

This is definitely the woman you saw last night?

Yeah, 100%. Carmen, Nico, and Arturo Jimenez.

Find out what Carmen has to say for herself.

Karatek. It's Daphne.

Bad news, they were unable to pull any prints from the murder weapon.

Damn. Okay, Sam's home. Her mom's driving up from San Diego to be with

texting suspects.

One more thing, Amy confirmed time of death was likely around 11 p .m. During,

since you've been gone.

Thanks, Dad.

No, thank you, Kelly Clarkson.

We heard about Elaine Barton.

What a loss.

You knew her personally?

Yes. Our son Nico was one of the earliest adopters of the Canary. Ah.

It changed his life.

Mrs. Jimenez, we understand that you were at the Canary launch party.

Right?

We talked to the security guard that you ran from.

You know. Yes, I was there.

Hmm. Well, considering Elaine Barton is dead, we need to know why you crashed

that party.

I can't talk to you.

You can't. Or you won't.

I can talk.

I gotta say, this house is gorgeous.

I can't help but notice, though, the stuff that you have doesn't quite fill

the space.

You know? That and the temporary parking pass I saw makes me think you guys just

moved in recently.

A couple months ago.

Oh, congratulations.

I'm doing the math here, and something's just not quite adding up. Between

Carmen's retail job and Arturo being out of work, how do you guys afford a place

like this?

I saw your unemployment check next to your name tag on the side table over

there. You know, that's where I dump all my crap when I get home, too.

I guess some things don't change no matter how big your house is.

I think we're done here.

Oh. Okay.

Okay.

we move this conversation to the police station.

Wouldn't you agree?

Carmen, humor me.

Let's see how close I can get to what really happened between you and Elaine.

I think you were part of a big old scheme.

MedCare pays you to fabricate a heartwarming story about how well the

works because every product needs a good success story.

Right.

But deals like that often sour, don't they?

Maybe Elaine got tired of paying you.

Maybe you started asking for more cash in exchange for your cooperation.

I can put you at the scene of the crime and the wounds on your hand that you

refuse to explain certainly give me probable cause.

I'm offering you one last shot to come clean.

What's it going to be?

If she's innocent, why won't she talk? And if she's guilty, why hasn't she

called a lawyer?

Daphne, look into their financials.

Who's paying their mortgage?

Morgan, you all right?

Seemed like gibberish.

What?

Sam's web search, remember?

It made no sense.

Wasn't she heavily intoxicated?

Exactly. Her hands were shifted over, had they been in the right place.

That is why the word forever was written on the wall in Elaine's office.

I think I can get Carmen to talk.

Take Morgan with you? No.

Just me.

The canary was giving off forever chemicals, and PFA exposure can cause

MetCare's buying your silence because their product was hurting kids.

And one of those kids was yours.

Certainly explains that nice house that you're living in.

And it explains why Nico wasn't running around in the yard with the other kids.

He couldn't.

But that was your little boy.

Money could not heal him, and it could not fix your pain.

Every mother has her limit.

Carmen, there was no chance I would be able to control myself if someone hurt

son the way Nico was hurt.

Are you ready to tell me what happened in Elaine's office?

At first, I was okay taking the money.

It helped what the doctor built.

Let us move away from the freeway.

But ultimately...

I couldn't live with myself.

Nothing they gave us changed the fact that my son was struggling.

I wanted to destroy them.

So you went to that party to get revenge?

The first thing I saw was people dancing, singing, celebrating that

woman. I couldn't stomach it.

So I decided to go to her office, wait for her to come in so I could tell her

exactly what I thought about her.

And that's when you lost it?

Sitting there.

I just got angrier and angrier. I grabbed a marker and wrote forever on

wall, and then I stabbed a stupid stuffed bird with a letter opener, and

slipped, and I cut my hand.

Then that's when Elaine walked in, before I could even say my piece.

She said that she would bury me in lawsuits because of the NDAs.

If I tried to go against her, threatened to stop the payments, even if her

husband disagreed.

I wanted to hurt her.

But... But what?

I chickened out.

Not what I was expecting.

Hurting Elaine wouldn't help my son.

Me neither.

She had all the power, and we both knew it.

So I turned to leave, and as I walked out, I did punch her stupid face.

The one framed on the wall.

Okay.

Carmen, I want to believe you, but somebody murdered Elaine.

I swear.

She was alive when I left.

This is a weird question, but is there any chance you remember what song was

being sung on karaoke when you left?

Chili Peppers, California Cajun, I think.

10 -15.

Can anyone corroborate this story?

Yeah.

I ran into a drunk young woman in the bathroom. I was crying, and she was so

sweet trying to comfort me.

And then she got just as upset as me when I told her what Elaine had done to

son.

I don't remember her name, but she was wearing a... A sparkly floral dress.

Yeah.

So, Sam already wanted to stab her boss, then a crying mother tells her about

the PFAs and the canary. I think we need another round of interrogation. Okay,

just hang on one second, okay? From what Carmen said, it sounds like there was a

disagreement between Eric and Elaine when it came to these payouts. He was

money behind the operation.

Has she strong -armed him to participate in fraud?

Maybe he changed his mind. Yeah, or he didn't want to go to jail? I mean, that

sounds like a motive. Maybe, but Morgan... Listen, I get it. Sam is still

suspect. I know. And by all means, continue to ask her questions that she

be able to answer because she still doesn't remember anything. But I feel

you and I could probably think of better ways to spend our time.

That was rude, and I'm sorry. Go talk to Eric.

Find out what he knew about those payouts and whether or not he and Elaine

at odds.

It's been hard to put one foot in front of the other, but the truth is... Sorry,

we just hear you say something about the truth.

Excuse me. You can't just waltz in here. Oh, we already waltzed. Hey, Eric, we

know that you and Elaine were buying people's silence.

Everyone out except Hornstock.

My lawyer, tread lightly.

Was that a threat?

It's a warning.

It's not to be trifled with.

Well, you look at that, neither are we.

Go ahead.

Spoke to Carmen Jimenez about her son, Nico, and guessing they were just one of

many families receiving payouts.

Those were perfectly legal contracts under California's Civil Code 1550,

you wouldn't know because you're obviously not lawyers.

He's right, I'm not a lawyer. But I did pick up a couple of cleaning shifts at a

legal library.

Is there a point to all this?

The point is, Section 12A2 of the Securities Act does not look kindly on

companies that have materially false statements in their investor

Now, in layman's terms, that means you raised a bunch of money, but you didn't

tell the investors that your product was hurting people, so you could go to

jail. Now, to me, that seems like a reason that a husband and a wife would

into an altercation.

Are you going to go?

Thank you.

Carmen signed Nico up for the very first round of testing.

Our prototype worked like magic.

And then the health issues cropped up.

Elaine promised to find a fix, and I provided financial redress for the

family and others.

Financial redress? That's a fancy way to say hush money.

And the FDA never got involved at all?

Canary isn't a medical device. It's homeopathic, so we don't need FDA

Right, because why would there be guidelines on a product that children

their mouths?

Our latest motto was so close, but... But you couldn't have bad press kill

launch. I didn't think we were ready for the launch at all.

These families that were harmed... You made them a promise.

Elaine was like a runaway train. She felt the distribution deal was too good

pass up.

So I went to extremes to stop her.

What kind of extremes?

Not the kind that you're thinking of.

I was parallel tracking with some developers, taking my jet up to Palo

every week, trying to come up with a solution.

We still can't confirm that you were home at 10 p .m. the night that Elaine

died. I didn't kill Elaine.

I loved her.

I just didn't love what she'd become.

So here's the story behind the canary.

I don't have kids of my own, but I do have a niece, which is even better.

Because I can spoil her run.

One day, a couple years ago, she's at my house, and she starts having a panic

attack and can't breathe.

So, I'm an inventor.

I improvise.

I grab a kazoo, if you can believe it, some essential oils, and I put a few

drops in the kazoo.

Sorry to interrupt.

Looks like someone made a mess around you.

Yeah, someone did.

Mind if I take care of it?

Right now?

Yeah, I need to wrap up and get out of here.

I go to nursing school at night and don't want to be late.

Hang on.

You'd rather be a nurse than a janitor?

Oh, no. This is just a backup plan in case the janitor thing doesn't work out.

I see. That makes sense. Okay, well, I will clean up after myself this one

Appreciate that. See you tomorrow.

See you tomorrow.

I don't have kids of my own, but I do have a niece.

Which is even better, because I can spoil her rotten.

If you had a niece you adored...

And she made you rich and famous.

Wouldn't you have a picture of her somewhere?

Well, I have a nephew I adore, and I have tons of photos of him.

He hasn't made me rich or famous or anything, but there's still time.

Yeah, right? I mean, I have a million of these.

Kids?

Pictures. They're cute.

Thank you, but not the point. The point is she's lying.

The kazoo, the essential oils, the whole thing.

What does it smell like to you?

Grandma's purse.

Right? Peppermint, ginger, and licorice. Those are three of the eight Shaoyao

San herbs. It's a formulation in traditional Chinese medicine used to

stress, treat depression, lower anxiety.

The problem is Elaine's background is Western medicine.

All of her inventions before the canary were Western -based, so why isn't she

just using, like, lavender and chamomile and other boring white people herbs?

Where'd she get a traditional Chinese formula?

Does she have an acupuncturist?

Elaine was thrilled about the distribution deal with Zaporium.

I'm so proud of her.

Nina had cupping marks on her back. She isn't traditional Chinese medicine.

You know what else Nina has?

What? A daughter.

Oh, you think Nina's daughter made this woman rich and famous?

I think Nina made the first prototype for her daughter and shared the

information with her boss.

And how would you feel if someone was about to make millions of dollars off of

your idea, but it was hurting people when it was supposed to help them?

I'm pretty sure I'd be mad.

Yes, Tom.

I think you'd be very mad.

So, tell me about the canary, Nina.

Was it your idea?

My daughter, Alice, she struggles with panic attacks.

One morning she was having a pretty bad episode and I just needed to get her to

breathe, so I grabbed her kazoo and I put a drop of essential oil on it.

And they told her to close her eyes and make the kazoo sound for as long as she

could. And it actually calmed her down. And when I shared the story with Elaine,

she lit up.

Good work, Morgan.

So Elaine took your idea and ran with it?

Well, with my blessing, I wanted her to help other kids like my daughter.

Did she pay you for the idea?

Yes.

And it allowed me to go and live a life that I wanted, a quieter one with my

daughter up in the Bay Area.

Let me see.

Where were you at 11 p .m. on the night of the murder?

Walking back to my hotel?

Detective, I didn't kill her.

Look, I've heard the rumors, and I know that Elaine has changed a lot since we

worked together, but I have to believe that whatever was going on, she still

good intentions.

Elaine was this kid from Missouri with a dream to help people.

Her first invention in med school, it wasn't flashy.

It was a solvent that removed medical tape gently.

She saw all these sick people getting poked with IVs, and she said that if she

couldn't save them from the needles, then at least she could help reduce the

irritation from the adhesives.

That's the Elaine that I knew.

We'll check with the hotel, see what time she swiped the key card.

She's telling the truth about how much she loved Elaine.

See that smile?

So that means she didn't kill her.

This whole thing has been awful.

My friend died.

She was murdered with her own trophy at her own party. This is horrific.

How long have you and Eric Barton been sleeping together?

What? Well, the only people who know exactly how Elaine died are the murderer

and Elaine's husband because we told them.

So, either you killed Elaine or you're having an affair with her husband.

Or both.

You know, Eric mentioned multiple trips on a private jet to Palo Alto. Was it

safe to assume that he was going there to see you? Only because we were both

trying to do what was best for the canary.

Eric and I thought that we could change her mind and get her to do the right

thing. And then we just started spending all this time together and we started

to... Do the wrong thing.

I know. It looks bad, but we were both fighting for something we loved.

And then we fell in love.

Did he join you in your hotel room that night after he left the party?

Yeah, he did.

Which is why neither one of us could have killed Elaine.

Okay, so obviously we need to confirm both Nina and Eric's alibis. Okay, well,

assuming they check out and I have a feeling they will, we're gonna have to

Sam, Morgan. I'm sorry. I know, but I still don't believe Sam's a killer.

Care deck.

Sam's here.

I don't understand.

Can we please have some more time?

Morgan, we talked about this. I understand that, but we still haven't

out who that big check was for. What check?

Elaine wrote a check made out to cash for $45 ,623.

Hey, Sam.

$5 ,623.

That's the amount left on my student loans.

Elaine wrote that check to you.

Oh, my God.

That means I... How is it possible? How could they... Just take a deep breath,

okay?

Oh, Sam.

Sometimes really good people do bad things.

I was wrong about Sam, and you were right.

I just wanted to be sure you're okay.

Yeah, I'm okay.

I just really didn't want it to be Sam, you know?

I wanted to protect her.

Truth is, when I was her age, I stayed in a lot of bad situations, and it

because I loved where I was.

I was just too afraid to get out.

I understand.

She got secretive, paranoid.

I mean, she knew locks put on her door. It felt like she had eyes and ears

everywhere.

Karadek.

Yeah? We gotta go back to Elaine's office.

We know Elaine was secretive and paranoid, so why would she hang a mirror

her desk? Anyone coming into the office will be able to see what she was working

on in the reflection.

Makes no sense.

Unless it was serving a different purpose.

If this were a real mirror, there'd be a gap, but my fingernail is touching its

reflection. Because it's two -way glass.

With a camera hidden behind it.

Providing a perfect vantage point for the entire room and everything that

happens in it.

Sam, we have some news.

Turns out there was a hidden camera in Elaine's office.

We have video evidence of the night she died.

You came in to tell Elaine you were quitting.

And when you told her why you were leaving, she tried to bribe you to keep

quiet.

But you refused.

And you were about to go public to the rest of the party about what the Canary

did to the Jimenez family. You're a fraud.

I quit.

But she couldn't let you ruin her life's work.

Remember you told us Elaine was paranoid leading up to the launch?

She tried to silence you that night, but you fought her off.

She fell and landed on one of her awards.

You hit your head.

And that's when you passed out.

So what does this mean?

It means it was self -defense.

Sam, you responded to a threat of bodily harm with a reasonable amount of force

and with a half -way diesel lawyer.

You'll serve no time.

I think it's like you did with stand -up for yourself.

We'll meet you there, Lieutenant.

I'm going to put $5 in the jukebox and spend it all on Yacht Lock. I will so

have your badge if you do that.

I'd ask you to join us for drinks, but I'm sure you're anxious to get back to

your kids.

Not tonight, actually. Ludo's got them.

Well, then you should definitely join us. First round's on me.

As great as that sounds, I had an evening of doing absolutely nothing that

really looking forward to.

All right.

I'll see you tomorrow. See you tomorrow.

Okay. Good night, Morgan.

She's looking at me like I'm supposed to jump in there and arrest her.

Let's talk, I swear.

Of course I do. Oh, hey!

Hey!

Morgan, you never come. I figured, what the hell.

Let's get you a drink.

Okay. One thing.

What can I get?

Hey, I'll have another IPA, please.

Manhattan, please.

Oh, something you might want to know.

Eric Barden and his lawyers have promised that none of the harmful

make it onto shelves.

That's great news.

It is.

Also, I was texting with Sam on the way over. I told her to swing by for a

drink. What?

It's a joke, dummy.

Morgan. Go drink your beer.

I'm glad you came.

What made you decide to come hang out with your co -workers rather than...

Rather than drinking two and a half glasses of wine and cutting my own

Well, mostly I just wanted to thank you for being a really great boss.

So far, this isn't a job I want to run from, and that's mainly because of you.

It means a lot.

And for the record, I wouldn't let you.

Hey, Lieutenant, Caredex said back in the day you ran over a parked Vespa with

patrol car. Totally true.

Okay.

I gotta go straighten this out. Please say that's true.

It's not entirely true.