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Prefect Diard
and the top brass at Paris HQ

decided to let Gallagher walk.

Don’t move.

Whoa, this is not
what it looks like.

It’s exactly
what it looks like.

Hey...

Buddy...

You in the wrong room, or...?

Hey!

Sorry, sorry, uh, we got
a male in a silver Corvette

heading east en route to...

whatever the name
of the street my hotel is on.

Oh, yeah, and, um...

I’ve got a dead body in my bed.

I feel like...
people don’t take me seriously.

No, I have been doing this
for a long time, Patty.

Like, I know stuff.

And it’s like...

no one will ever know
what I know.

You know?

Whoa...

Keep this locked up!

Do we know where they are?

Patty and Renuf are in pursuit
of the car that fled the scene.

And Patty shared
her location with me.

Okay, okay.

Let’s go, Renuf!

We’re still in pursuit
of the grey Corvette.

I mean, it’s an island, right?

They gotta come back
this way eventually?

Hmm, I’m pretty sure
I know the only road

they’ll have to take.

Pull over!

Pull over!
Now!

Turn off the engine!

Turn it off!
Now!

Don’t shoot, Deputy.

Unless, of course,
you want to have another go.

We want
first crack at him.

Gallagher’s in holding,
but Prefect Diard

gave strict orders that we don’t
talk to him until she arrives.

What?
That’s ridiculous.

The guy was just in
a high-speed car chase with us,

having fled
a potential crime scene.

My hands are tied.

This murder...

dead guy in your hotel room?

Well, he was in my bed, specifically.

And what’s your
relationship with him?

I’ve never seen him before
in my life.

Look, Fitz,
we trust you, but, uh...

you can imagine
this looks a little suspicious.

I wanna know who
the dead guy in my bed was

a lot more than any of you,
believe me.

Good to hear.
Now, go do your jobs.

A lot of people have been
in this bed recently, no?

You’re very funny.

Gallagher, eh?

To get his hands this dirty

and to put himself
in a vulnerable situation...

something is off.

Right, but our eyes
are all over him,

and a caged animal
behaves differently

than it normally would.

He looks... cyanotic.

Like he was suffocated.

And the blood and mucus
on your pillow.

Mmm.

Can’t wait to sleep
in this bed again.

Seeing this stuff
on his hands?

What is it, grease?

Huh...
Look.

Two room keys?
Two rooms?

This one is for room 118

and this would be
the staff skeleton key.

He’d have access
to every room in the motel.

So, we know how
he got into your room,

just not... why.

So, this is Warren’s room.

Clearly, the place
has been tossed.

Our dead guy just get here,
or was he leaving?

I’ve asked them to bring
Marguerite up to us

from the front desk.

Look.

They are addressed to a...
Cori Anderson.

They all have
"Return to Sender Warren Travis,

"care of Glenhurst
Correctional Facility."

Okay, if our vic’s name
is Warren Travis, Glenhurst...

it’s a maximum-security prison
in Ontario.

Ex-con writing
to Cori from jail?

- Hmm.
- His girlfriend?

Wife, maybe?

Arch.
Look at this.

These are photos of me.

"Inspector Donald Fitzpatrick.
Monday 6:00 AM, 9:00 PM.

"Tuesday..."
This is a log.

That’s when I leave in the
morning and come back at night.

Was he watching you?

Oh no, you need to--
to stop right there.

I saw Sean Gallagher.

Uh, I was distracted...

getting the garbage out,
but I saw him walking over

from his car,
and then he was gone.

I assume he came in here.

Tell us what you know
about Warren Travis.

He checked in a few weeks ago.

Was quiet.

Paid on time.

Never any trouble.

Staff loved him.

Like you, Fitz.

You seem pretty upset,
Marguerite.

Were you friends with Warren?

Or was there something...

a little more, maybe?

Marguerite, it’s okay,
you can tell us.

It’s just a bit jarring
to witness someone

being carried out in a body bag.

You said Warren checked in
a couple of weeks ago.

It looks like his bag
was recently packed.

Do you know,
was he planning to move out?

Not that he mentioned to me.

He had a skeleton key
which he used

to break into Fitz’s room.

Any idea how
he would have gotten it?

He could have stolen it.

From the cleaners... maybe?

Our victim is Warren Travis.

Age 60.

He’s an ex-con.
He did 12 years

at a maximum-security prison
in Ontario,

and he was released
two months ago.

Patty, did you manage
to get any info

on what he was convicted of?

It’s a Canadian judicial
information sharing issue,

but... I’m working on it.

And you still maintain that
you don’t know our dead guy?

A hundred percent.

Warren, our vic,

he was clocking me.

Every time I left
in the morning,

and when I got home at night.

"6:00 AM, 9:00 PM"?

You need a life, my friend.

Okay, but if we figure out
why this guy was logging

my comings and goings,

maybe we’ll have
a better understanding

as to how he ended up dead
in my motel room.

Maybe he was watching
Fitz for Gallagher

and Gallagher
killed him in there.

And you have a motive, right?

Marguerite,
she owns the motel;

she seems to think that
Gallagher was in the vic’s room

right before he fled the scene.

Right,
but that’s not a motive.

We need a stronger connection
between Gallagher

and our dead guy.

Which we could get if we were
allowed to question Gallagher.

What about the letters
recovered from Warren’s room?

Uh, addressed
to a Cori Anderson.

We ran a search, it turns out
it’s Warren’s daughter.

She’s unfortunately deceased.

- Any other next of kin?
- Yeah.

There were some children’s
birthday cards included

in the envelopes
made to a child named Tara.

Based on the postage date stamp
and the age on the card,

I figured Tara would be 23,
which matches to a Tara Anderson

who lives in St. Pierre.

Nice work.
Go see her.

See what we can learn
from her about Warren.

Uh, this was also
mixed in with the letters.

This is a lease agreement
between our victim and...

Sean Gallagher.

Is that enough of a link?

I mean, if Diard
doesn’t like us questioning

a potential murder suspect...

then she can go...

Uh, how much time do we have
before Diard gets back here?

About 35 minutes.
She’s on a ferry from Miquelon.

And I’ll be in my office.

Not watching...

whatever it is
you guys are up to.

Yes, all right,
I was at the hotel last night,

and I shouldn’t have been,
and I was with someone

I shouldn’t have been with,
but you know...

that’s hardly a crime, is it?

An eyewitness
saw you in Warren’s room,

10 minutes before
he was found dead.

And clearly you knew him.

You had a lease agreement
with him.

Oh. I was meant to pick up
the tenancy agreement

while I was there.

I forgot.

Now, that’s hardly
against the law.

So, it’s a coincidence that...

this tenant was murdered?

You fled the scene
right before I discovered

Warren Travis’s body.

Maybe you offed him yourself,
Inspector.

We’re all very well aware
of that...

temper of yours.

Is that why you engaged
in a high-speed chase

with law enforcement?

You were afraid
Inspector Fitzpatrick

was going to hurt you?

You take
a good picture, don’t you?

Very photogenic.

Was Warren Travis
keeping an eye on me...

on your behalf?

Well,
I hate to disappoint you,

but I’m not that interested
in you, Inspector.

Well, if I was
keeping tabs on anyone,

it would be the Deputy here.

Oh...
Tough cop routine.

So, you’re gonna
reason with me aggressively

and then throw me
a theory or two

before you try to extract
a confession out of me,

is that right?

What do you have to confess to?

Only poor timing.

You two...

outside, now.

You...
you sit.

Marcus didn’t know
we were in with Gallagher.

We went rogue.

And by "going rogue,"
we were interrogating

a possible murder suspect!

I’m the one who let them go in,
and quite frankly, if I hadn’t,

it would have been
a dereliction of duty.

You know, you should really
let us know what’s going on

if you want us
to do our jobs properly.

Your job is to do what I say!

Disobey
one of my directives again

and you will all face
the consequences.

What the actual hell
is going on?

First Gallagher’s released
with no explanation,

no charges
for what he did to Marcus,

and now Diard is protecting him?

Is this making
any sense to you?

No.
It doesn’t unless, you know,

it was Diard that he was meeting
at the hotel that night.

Maybe they’re hooking up.

Marcus warned us
not to make an enemy of her.

Yeah, well, we’re not
doing a great job of that.

Yeah.

She’s playing at something.

Hopefully, Natasha will
be able to shed some light

on the whole thing.

Time of death between
7:00 and 10:00 PM.

Petechial hemorrhaging
on the face and neck.

Blood in the nostrils and mouth.

Bluish tinge
to the skin and lips.

- Asphyxiation.
- Yeah.

Likely obstruction due to
compression to his airway.

So the poor guy was suffocated.

Maybe.
’Cause then there’s this.

- Is that a burn?
- Possibly.

It was fairly fresh,
judging by the composition.

And...
this stuff under the nails?

Motor oil.

Okay, so we’re dealing
with a mechanic.

These are mechanic’s hands.
That means...

he could have burned himself
welding, maybe?

The logo on his shirt?

"Carrosserie Lou."
It’s an auto body shop.

Let’s go see if Warren
got his hands dirty there.

Oh my God.
This is a shock.

Are you sure
it’s my grandfather?

We’ve confirmed his ID.
I’m afraid so.

Tara, Wes,
we’re so sorry for your loss.

When was the last time
you saw him?

He tried to reconnect.

Yeah, Tara told him
what to do with that.

Warren was in jail
for a lot of my life.

He abandoned my mother
when we needed him most.

She passed a while back.

I barely knew anything
about him. I didn’t want to.

We found letters, cards,
in Warren’s possession

addressed to you and your mom.
All of them returned.

Mom didn’t want anything
to do with my granddad.

She must have sent them back.

Who are the others?

This is me.

Mom, Dad, Warren...

His best friend Noah.

And the other woman?

Not sure.

It takes
a lot of time and money

to get old cars off the island.

They either come here
or people just

leave them to rust
in their front yard.

Okay, what’s up with you?

It’s just my kids were supposed
to come visit me this weekend,

but obviously they
can’t stay with me

because of the dead guy
in my room,

and now I gotta cancel, which is
gonna go over just great.

You can stay at my place.

The kids can stay
in the attic room.

They love the view.

No, Arch.
That’s too much.

No, it’s okay!

No, you take the couch;
it’ll be fun.

And a good excuse for me
to watch cheesy Anglo movies

guilt-free.

Okay, it’s decided.

Come on.

Warren was a no-show today.

Not on brand.

He was found dead this morning.

Oh, I’m sorry to hear that.

Any leads?

Leads?

Why would you ask that?

Cops don’t normally
just show up unless there’s...

some kind of foul play.

Lou,
where were you last night?

I was here, working.

You can ask any of my guys.

We were working here
close to midnight.

Warren have anyone in his life
that you know of?

Friends, enemies,
girlfriend, family...?

I dunno, um,
disgruntled customer?

Warren kept
pretty much to himself.

Customers loved his work.

How’d he die?

We’re not at liberty to say.

He leave any
personal effects around?

No.

So, he wouldn’t have
a locker back there, maybe?

Hey.
Hey, man.

You can’t go back there.

Marguerite?

No, no.
Don’t even think about it.

Non, écoutez ...

Merde.

What I’m about
to tell you stays between us.

Clearly, if we’re going
to trust each other,

you need to be brought into
the inner circle.

Sean Gallagher’s
an informant for Interpol.

He answers to me.

That man nearly killed me.
And you made a deal with him?

Marcus,
this is bigger than any of us.

Interpol has significant intel

that a cartel is making a move
for St. Pierre.

And why would Gallagher
go along?

Self-preservation?
Protecting his own territory?

And staying out of jail.

You expect him to report to you
like a good soldier?

I’m not delusional.

But this is
our best play for now.

Okay...

Can we question the man
about this murder?

Yes, but keep in mind
the bigger picture.

You, uh, wanted a connection
with Marguerite and Warren?

Warren Travis served time

for criminal negligence
manslaughter.

The victim...

Noah Landry.

So, what does this all
have to do with Marguerite?

This photo was
found in Tara’s garage.

We’ve confirmed the identities.

Warren, Cori, Tara,
Josh Anderson...

Noah Landry and Landry’s wife.

Is that a young Marguerite?

Warren Travis went to jail for
killing Marguerite’s husband...?

I didn’t know about
your husband. I’m sorry.

There’s a lot you
don’t know about me, Fitz.

You think I always ran a hotel?

Warren was convicted of
killing my husband, Noah.

And you didn’t tell us earlier
because...?

It was a lifetime ago.

Our victim, Warren Travis,
was murdered in your hotel,

and now we’re learning that
this victim killed your husband?

You’ve gotta see
the revenge angle at play here.

You have motive.
You have opportunity.

Right now, you are the prime
suspect in Warren’s murder.

I didn’t kill Warren.
I was helping him.

How were you helping him?

Ah, Warren made me promise

if anything
were to happen to him...

I needed to find an item,
something valuable.

Keep it safe.

- This bankbook?
- I don’t know.

He didn’t say what.

Just that I’d know
when I found it.

Why would Warren trust you?

No, he knew me.

He knew I didn’t
hold him responsible

for my husband’s death.

That was all
Sean Gallagher’s fault.

If you want to know
who killed Warren...

look at him.

Tell us about
the relationship

between you and Warren Travis.

You’ve already
cracked that one, Deputy.

He rented an apartment from me.

We know you’re on the payroll.

As an informant.

Interpol.

Honestly, I have...

no idea how you pulled off
this little scam.

But it all goes away
if we find out

that you killed Warren Travis.

Warren would do things for me,
now and then.

He was my car guy.

Warren
was a car thief.

He was an expert car thief.

There are no theft charges
on his record.

He never got caught.

Back then,
he was known on the street

as Bolt.

You should search that.

Your husband... Noah.

How was he connected?

Noah was in Warren’s crew.
They were family.

But Warren was convicted
of manslaughter in Noah’s death.

Ah, it was a rushed job
for a very impatient client.

They didn’t follow
their normal ritual.

The cops got wind.

There was a high-speed chase.

A crash.

And...?

Warren walked away.

Noah wasn’t so lucky.

Warren fell on a sword
to protect the client.

The impatient client
was Sean Gallagher.

There are dozens of unsolved
grand theft auto cases

connected to Bolt.
They go back decades.

And all of them
with a similar MO.

The thieves targeted
newer, high-end vehicles

equipped
with CAN bus technology.

I’m sorry, what is, uh...

Controller Area Network.

It’s like the central
nervous system of a car.

You control it,
you control the vehicle.

It’s state-of-the-art tech.

You need to be a bit of a genius
to do it as fast as Warren did.

I also looked into
the banking info to figure out

what Warren wanted
Marguerite to protect.

- And...?
- He made weekly cash deposits.

Same time and day, same amount,

with one larger sum
on off weeks.

So... what?

Is he getting paid
under the table?

Was it a lot of money?

Not really, but more than
he could possibly make

as a mechanic.

Okay, let’s see what else
Warren was doing at Lou’s.

"Bolt"?
Are you for real?

That’s gotta be the stupidest
nickname I ever heard.

We have reason to believe
you know exactly

who we’re talking about.

Well, I don’t.

And I don’t know anything
about any car thefts either.

Place feels
a little more sparse

than the last time
we were here, Lou.

Were you clearing
some stuff out?

It’s a body shop.
We’re always clearing stuff out.

I assume
that’s all papered?

We’re going to need access to
your inventory, files, records.

You know, I don’t appreciate
whatever it is you’re implying.

But if you want access
to anything, call a judge.

Call a judge?

We definitely hit a nerve.

What’s Lou hiding?

You said this is
the only place on the island

to get rid of old cars, right?

Yeah, they can
stay here for years.

Some of these parts,
they’re from newer models.

Are you getting
chop shop vibes?

Was Warren
up to his old tricks?

Something go south with Lou?

And Lou took care
of the problem?

Partial VIN number there?

I got a list of stolen cars

from the Canadian
Auto Theft Task Force,

and connected the partial VIN
you found to a vehicle.

Lou is running a chop shop.

We can only assume Warren
was being used for more than

just his mechanic skills.

- Nice work, Patty.
- Just doing my job.

Without a warrant,
the way we collected the VIN

makes the evidence inadmissible.

I’m glad
I didn’t have to say it.

Well... is there something
you do want to say?

I understand
you’re looking for a legal way

into Lou’s body shop?

Ah.

Here we are.

Friends again.

Feels strange
to be in the back of a cop car

and not be wearing cuffs.

Yeah, don’t worry.

You’ll be wearing them
before the day’s out.

Oh, I love it how we forget
that St. Pierre is the gateway

for goods going
from North America

to the rest of the world.

Most of it is legal,
of course,

but an awful lot of it isn’t.

On that note...

How do you smuggle vehicles in
a way the police wouldn’t know?

Well, there’s
an awful lot of things

that goes on around here

that you crowd
have no idea about.

Could you please
just stop talking

like the Riddler for a second?

You might
start the day

by falsifying the documents,
and then circumvent

the shipping logs,
manipulate logistics,

but all the while,
we’d be using new tech.

Bypass their God-awful security.

Warren did
12 years in prison

and never gave anyone up.

Whomever he was protecting

must have been very grateful,
I imagine.

Easy to respect
a man like that.

- Did you respect him?
- Oh yeah, sure.

I pitied him too.

Why?

Having to live
with what happened

to his lovely daughter, Cori.

What happened?

She was murdered,
brutally murdered,

by her husband.

A father’s first duty
is to protect one’s own.

Well, I wanted
to look after Warren.

Get him a good place to live.

Grown man...

can’t be living his best life
in a cheap motel.

Do not mess with us, Sean.

We need to know what Lou
has going on in that shop,

what he had Warren
doing for him.

Yeah, that’ll be easy.

And whether he was directly
or indirectly involved

in Warren’s murder.

So, you need a confession
out of him.

I thought that was your thing.

Just... stick to the script.

My God, man!

Your hands are freezing!
Have you got a pulse in there?

Ah, sorry.
My circulation is not so good.

Yeah,
you’re not kiddin’.

Uh, could you
say something for me?

May you have food and raiment,
a soft pillow for your head.

May you have 40 years
in Heaven

’fore the Devil knows
you’re dead.

Can’t believe we’re doing this.

You know we don’t trust you!

You’d be right
not to!

Wouldn’t trust myself.

It’s all right, Lou.

Just take a breath now.

It’s only me.

Just want to have a...

quick chat.

Did you put the kettle on, eh?

You’re a good fella, Lou,

but you couldn’t
make a decent cup of tea

if your life depended on it.

No, that is, uh...

well, that is shite.

I miss that biting
sense of humour.

Hm.
Look, Lou.

I thought we had
an understanding.

A level of trust.

And then I found out
that the coppers were here,

earlier today.

And the word is you got a...

wee side hustle.

- Yeah, I was gonna bring you in.
- Oh, you were?

You know, I had to...

- Sort out the details?
- The details.

- Yeah.
- The details, right.

Lou, would you, uh...
would you come over here?

Come on.
Stand here.

Now...

would you pop your hand
in there, hmm?

Uh, are you...

You want me
to put my hand in there?

Yeah, in the vice.

Did he just order him
to put his hand in a vice?

Yeah.

Let’s let it
play out for a bit.

I want you
to tell me all about...

Warren Travis.

- Warren...
- Mm-hm.

He was just a...

a mechanic in here.

You know, just, uh,
one of my gearheads.

No, no, no!

Uh, Arch...?

We’ll stop it
if it goes too far.

So, was that the first time,
was it?

Of course, of course!

Okay, okay...

You were in a coma.
Nobody knew if you were

gonna come out.
I had to keep the train moving!

Just tell me all about...
that train.

Just a shipment.
Cars.

Alright!

Today, you’ll get your cut!

But what about Warren’s cut?

’Cause he’s dead, isn’t he?

I needed Warren, okay?
Because...

he was just
running point on the...

Oh!

Who killed Warren, Lou?

I swear, I swear,
I swear on my mother,

on my children,
I don’t know!

Oh, Lou, you, um...

you are going to have to
tell me about your backer.

Because you...

sure as shite...

you don’t have the cash
for this kind of operation.

You’re going to tell me before
that wee hand of yours goes...

pop.

He’s drowning us out.

What a prick.

Hey.

What did you do to him?

Oh, he’s fine... ish.

Most of his body parts
are intact.

You can go and check on him
yourself, if you like, but...

wouldn’t want you to blow
the lead I got for you.

Oh, can you get this...

Get it off.

Yeah.
Okay.

Gallagher
sabotaged the audio.

What did you
not want us to hear?

You needed me to do it my way,
and I did.

I gave you what you wanted.

A very high-value shipment

is gonna be unloaded
at these warehouses.

If you make this bust...

you may be able to leverage
your arrests...

to get your killer.

That’s a pretty big "if."

I think it’s time for
Mr. Gallagher to step out.

Thank you.

I dug deeper into
Warren’s bank deposit.

They weren’t just put
in a chequing account.

He had actually set up a trust.

Is there a beneficiary?

And another signatory.
To find out who,

I have to go there in person
with a proof of death.

Natasha can provide that.

I already got it.

Renuf, where did you go?

I was waiting
for the bank manager,

I looked around,
and you were gone.

I-I was hungry
and, uh, I got a coffee.

This might be why you feel

people don’t take you
seriously, Renuf.

Well, I’m... I’m sorry.

So, tell me,
what-- what did the, uh...

bank manager say?

The manager has to run it
past legal in Paris,

but he thinks
if we get a court order

we’ll get the name of the other
signatory on Warren’s account.

- Wes?
- Yeah.

I work security
at the bank next door.

Saw you guys come in.

I wanted to thank you.

Thank us for...

Well, for how you handled
telling Tara about her granddad.

You know, Warren’s death.

We appreciated your sensitivity.

Of course.
How’s Tara holding up?

Oh, she’s okay.
As good as you can be, I guess.

Anyway.

Thanks again.

Your vic
was wearing a pacemaker.

Well, that’s not so unusual.

You’re right.

Pacemakers come with
safety measures

in case they malfunction,
like asynchronous pacing,

but this one...
this circuitry is fried.

Can we use the serial number
to get the cardiogram data?

Brilliant idea, Arch.

I already put the call in.

I will let you know as soon
as I hear back from them.

Team’s ready, we gotta go.

Right, intel’s good.
Shipment’s arrived.

Just remind them
it’s the warehouse on the left.

All right,
let’s do this.

Arch.
Show time.

Fitz.
You too.

Don’t make a sound.

Police!

Police!
Hands up!

We called the judge, Lou.

Don’t even think
about touching that gun.

It’s over for you, Lou.
Hands up.

Now.

I told you everything I know.

Really, Lou?

Because we just caught you
with a bunch of stolen cars,

and you don’t seem
to know anything.

Let me help.

Warren was your partner
on the job.

I can chop cars
and sell them for parts.

But that’s not
where the money is.

I need to sell them whole.

But I can’t sell
what I can’t start.

That’s where he came in.

Warren used to boost cars
by reprogramming the CAN bus?

Well, key word there
is Warren.

He had this universal starter.

He made it himself.

Did you get greedy?

Tossed Warren’s room looking
for this universal starter?

You wanted to cut him out.

- Permanently.
- Come on, that’s not me.

All right, then,
help us understand

what’s really going on here.

I’m a mechanic.
Okay?

I’m not a... whatever
mad scientist Warren was.

Even if I had the starter,
I wouldn’t know

how to operate it.

We had a bug in your place.

We know Gallagher came to visit.

He had your hand in the vice.

But we lost the audio.

What did you say to him?

Something about a backer.

There is no backer.

It’s my shop.
My operation.

And that’s what
I told Gallagher.

You don’t believe me?

Go ask him yourself.

Warren had the ultimate
key to start any vehicle.

A key only he knew how to use.

If Lou didn’t cut him out,

then he likely
didn’t kill Warren.

Marguerite had no motive

since her and Warren
were good friends.

Which leaves us high and dry.

I know
no one wants to hear it,

but Gallagher is clearly
not telling us everything.

The bank manager
came through.

Strange thing,
a huge deposit was made

to Warren’s trust fund
earlier today.

By whom?

The deposit was
made anonymously.

But I do know who the other
signatory on Warren’s trust is.

Warren’s granddaughter.

Tara,
you’re Warren’s granddaughter,

and by being the only other
signatory on this account,

in the event
of Warren’s death...

the proceeds go straight to you.

No probate court,
no questions asked.

You resented Warren.

You felt he abandoned
you and your mother.

Did you blame him for her death?

I can see how you
would have been motivated.

You get rid of a painful memory
from the past,

you cash in on a trust fund
at the same time.

It’s a version of justice.

My mom idolized him.

And, yeah, I blamed my
grandfather for making choices

that took him away from us.

But he was
the last family I had.

If you had
nothing to hide,

why didn’t you tell us
that you were the beneficiary

of the trust fund before?

I didn’t want to mention it.

In front of my husband.

He was worried that
my grandfather might upset me.

The baby.

And where were you
the night of the murder?

I was at the hospital.

Why?

Being pregnant
I get dizzy spells.

Two nurses and a doctor
confirmed Tara was admitted

the night Warren was killed.

But it’s weird
she didn’t mention

the hospital visit before.

Why was Warren hiding the fact
that Tara was a signatory

on the trust fund?

I guess being a lifelong
criminal forces you

to cover your bases,
always look over your shoulder.

Is that why Warren
was keeping an eye on me?

He knew I was a cop?
He was trying to avoid a run-in?

Yeah, but why did
he end up in your room?

For your help?

Or... he trusted me?

He thought he could
stash something there?

It’d be safer with you?

Marguerite told us Warren

wanted her to secure
something valuable.

And she would know it
when she saw it.

I bet it wasn’t a bankbook.

Warren was hiding something...

He had, uh... the skeleton key.

He had access
to every room in this motel,

but for some reason
he chose mine.

The killer followed him in...

and killed him.

Right, they had
a little scuffle,

Warren dies... here.

I show up,
I scare off Gallagher...

Gallagher scared off the killer,

or Gallagher
was the killer all along?

Okay, but think about it.

Warren took the rap
for the botched job

that killed Noah Landry.

He never turned on Gallagher.

If anything,
Gallagher was in his debt.

Okay, so...

Gallagher was here.

He was looking for whatever
Warren was trying to hide.

Maybe?

Warren’s remote starter.

We’ll see.

I spoke to Natasha.

She got the cardiogram data
from Warren’s pacemaker.

An electromagnetic event
damaged the circuitry.

It happened right around
the time of death.

Not a lot of things
could cause that.

A Taser or a stun gun?

Maybe, at close range.

Well, we know
someone with a stun gun.

Yeah, Tara’s husband, Wes.

Anyone will tell you
I couldn’t have done this.

Maybe you have an idea
of who could have?

I can’t believe
I’m saying this, but...

Tara hated Warren.

Okay.

But Tara was at the hospital
when Warren was murdered.

She had an accident.

Actually, hospital records
show she’s had, um...

a few accidents.

Yeah, of course.
I can’t believe I forgot.

I’m the one that brought her
to the hospital.

You can ask her.

Why would he say that?

Did Wes bring you
to the hospital?

Before you answer me,
if you say yes

and it turns out
not to be true,

you’re gonna be
in a lot of trouble.

And right now...

you gotta think
about your future.

And your baby’s future.

Your credit card says
you bought a plane ticket

to Paris.

Why would you do that?

Oh, for Tara.

A little getaway.

The stress and tension of Warren
constantly hounding her...

not good for the baby.

We spoke with Tara’s doctor.

Because of all her injuries,

her pregnancy
is considered high-risk.

She would need a medical letter
clearing her for travel.

A letter
she has never requested.

Right.
Yes, okay.

Tara was in the hospital
that night.

But that doesn’t mean she wasn’t
involved with Warren’s death.

I’m listening.

Well, I mean...

she could have hired somebody.

It happens.

Hired someone...
to kill Warren?

For money.

Warren had a lot of money.

Wes didn’t take me
to the hospital.

I don’t know anything
about a flight to Paris.

And why were you
at the hospital last night?

What did he do to you?

Hey, Wes.

Some interesting photos
Tara gave me.

Like a log.

Of all the times
that you hurt her.

She did that herself.

How...
did she do this to herself?

She’s clumsy.

Ah, careful.

Wes... she told me everything.

About all the times
that you grabbed her,

all the times
that you pushed her,

all the times she had to
take herself to the hospital

and be there alone.

Including last night.

Did you know we can match
a stun gun burn mark

to the exact device?

You wanna bet we can match
the burn on Warren’s chest

to yours?

Oh, yeah.

He saw the patterns.

He confronted you
about Tara’s bruising.

Just like he saw on his own
daughter, Cori, Tara’s mother,

that’s what happened to her;
he couldn’t stop it then.

But this time, with you...

history repeating itself.

Another abusive scumbag.

She’s...

Tara’s lying.

God, do you have any idea
what I do for her?

You have any clue?

No.

But we do know
you must have saw Warren

going in and out of the bank.

You clearly found out
about the trust and you knew...

you knew Tara didn’t want you
to know anything about it.

Oh, like it was so hard
to figure out the deposits.

I mean, really, how much
could a mechanic bring in?

No, no, no. I knew he had to be
making moves again as Bolt.

Tara told me all about
his glory days.

So, you know what I did?
Paid him a visit.

Said I wanted in.

And he promised to give me a cut
if I walked away from Tara.

After what he did to his family,
abandoned them,

I looked after Tara.

Okay?

And he wanted
to cut me out of her life?

My kid’s?

Is that why
you were so mad that night?

Is that why you put Tara
in the hospital?

And why you then
went to find Warren?

I knew his MO.
How he controlled the cars.

All I needed was
that special car starter.

Then I was gonna cut him out.

And all he had to do...
was give it to me.

But he refused.

I knew he had it somewhere.

I... I couldn’t find it,
so I followed him.

But still,
he wouldn’t give it up.

And the next thing I knew...

I just wanted to get
what I deserved.

Oh, trust me, Wes...

you will.

I just...

I don’t know
how to thank you for...

Ah, stop it.

I want to.
And, uh...

it’s really nice
having them here.

Well, they like it too.

Did I tell you Marguerite
has offered to have Tara

stay with her?
She’ll help with the baby.

That’s nice.

It’s kind of like the whole
thing will come full circle.

Archambault.

Oh, hey.

I wanted to...

Should I give you
a minute, or...?

Look.
I know that yous know

that I’m hiding something
from yous.

Something I got from Lou.

Okay.

Tell you the truth,
I’m finding this whole...

Interpol...

cooperating with the cops
arrangement...

hard to swallow,
as you can imagine.

You can always just confess
to the litany of crimes

you’ve committed
and make your little deal

with Interpol go away.

Yeah, I wouldn’t go that far.

I said hard, not impossible.

But regardless of that,
I wanted to say...

when you need to know...

what I know...

then you will.

Is that supposed to be
reassuring?

I don’t know
what it’s supposed to be,

but it is the truth.

What’s the real reason
that you were at my hotel

the night Warren was killed?

Warren wanted
to bring me up to speed...

on his import business, but...

when I got to the hotel
and found his room trashed,

then found a body, I...

Ah.

There’s just too much at stake
for me at the moment

to get caught up
in a murder I didn’t commit.

Right, so you just
got the hell outta there.

Hey, uh...

don’t you worry about Tara,

and her baby.

She’s gonna be all right.

Got a good feeling
about that one.

We heard that Tara was
given an anonymous gift...?

A top-up to the trust fund
Warren left her.

It was you, wasn’t it?

You know, loyalty...

and family...

the two things that I value
most in the world.

Warren
was a loyal man.

Have a good night, yeah?

Oh, and, Fitz...?

Enjoy that family of yours.