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I really wish I could,
Sharon, but...

maybe next time.

Okay.
Thank you for understanding.

Bye-bye.

What's happening with Sharon?

Sharon and Tracy are coming
to town for Jazz Fest.

They're filling in for
an act that had to cancel.

Oh. That doesn't
sound like bad news,

at least not for them.

They asked me to join them
on stage at Jazz Fest.

I hated to have
to turn them down.

So call her back and
tell her you changed your mind.

Vernon...

I know, I know.

Chemo affected your voice.

Exactly.

But you've been working
to get it back into shape.

Hmm?

You'll be done with
your radiation next week.

What a better way to celebrate
than to sing for joy?

[Izaiah and Kat laughing]

Are you blushing?

-You are.
-Kat. Stop. [laughs]

You're bad.

-Oh, my gosh.
-No.

Hi, Kat.

-Hey, babe.
-Oh, hey.

Hey.

Did your brother bail on you?

Uh... nah, Jacob got called
back to the station

for some emergency, so...

Kat took pity on me.

He just looked so sad
sitting here all by himself.

Isn't that funny?

The exact same thing just
happened with me and Tomas.

-You were at the club?
-EVA: Uh-huh.

He said you had to take off
to deal with some work thing,

but he must have
gotten that wrong

because, well, here you are.

Bill, I have some...

Oh. [chuckles]

I didn't realize
you were still here, Naomi.

What do you need, sweetheart?

Well, I just came in
to make sure

my husband wasn't
working too hard

on his first day back to work.

But I'm sure Naomi is
keeping a watchful eye.

Well, actually,
Naomi and I just started working

on a new case together.
It's pretty interesting.

Tell me you're joking.

♪ ♪

-Hi, there.
-Hi. Hi. Hello.

[both laughing]

I have a terrible habit.

People never see me coming.

Well, at least
you're a pleasant surprise.

-Please, sit down.
-Oh, thank you.

I see you're getting
Vanessa's money's worth out

of that guest pass
she arranged for you.

Oh, and I am so grateful. Wow.

That kickboxing class?

It's really good for
getting out all my aggression.

Interesting.

Now, I don't know you
very well, Heather,

but I wouldn't have
pegged you as someone

who would enjoy
something so combative.

Never judge a book by its cover.

I'm lethal.

I just bet you are.

What's that concerned look?

I don't have
all the details yet,

but I knew you'd want
to know right away.

What happened?

The Impaler's back,
and he's made a move.

Chief, I heard
you needed me back here.

What's going on?

I got a call from the warden

at Barrington County's
Woman Correctional Facility.

-Don't tell me.
-Yeah. Lia Whitmore is dead.

My conversation
with Izaiah was work.

Uh, how was your workout, babe?

I decided you were right,
so I held off.

Oh, because you were
distracted by Tomas?

Oh, we were just talking
for a few minutes.

-Not about you. Don't worry.
-Oh, I'm not.

Uh, Kat was filling me in
on her upcoming trip to Tokyo.

Oh, that's happening soon,
right?

-Yep.
-EVA: Hmm.

ChelseaKat is teaming up

with a fashion company called--

-uh, what was it again?
-Takahashi.

IZAIAH:
Yeah.

Oh, okay.

Oh, I'm-I'm not surprised
you haven't heard of it.

They're very high-end.

Um, Takahashi is
featuring ChelseaKat bags

at the Tokyo Fashion Collective.

And who knows?

Hopefully, this is
the beginning of a long,

productive partnership.

The way you and Chelsea played
this whole thing was slick.

I mean, starting small,

maintaining control
over your own brand

and not letting
the-the VC guys come in

with all their "market research"
and tell you what to do.

-Yeah, I--
-So that... that was some

genius-level business sense,
right there.

Thanks. I mean, I can't
take all the credit.

Chelsea was the one
who insisted on

maintaining independence
and creative control

from the beginning.

Now, that took guts.

Yeah. I hope y'all
have a blast in Tokyo.

Thanks, I'm really
looking forward to it.

Well, I'm glad you're
finally getting to go, Kat.

Thanks, Eva.

Uh, shoot, I'm going to be
late to meeting with Chelsea.

Uh, I'll just text her
on the way.

Bye, Izaiah.

-Eva.
-See you.

Goodbye.

-Bye, June.
-Bye, Kat.

You want to tell me why you were
sucking up to my sister?

How did she die?

We found her this morning
in her cell and unresponsive.

Possible overdose.
They're calling it a suicide.

Are you buying that?

I don't take anything
face value.

You know that.

But Lia sure as hell had reason
to feel depressed.

The U.S. Attorney had
a rock-solid case against her.

She was set to spend
a long time in prison.

-Was she on suicide watch?
-No, she wasn't.

And before you ask me
anything else,

there will be a full
and thorough investigation.

Yeah, there needs to be.

Because you got to be wondering
the same thing as I am:

whether the Impaler got to her.

How do your sources know
it wasn't suicide?

My guy says it has the stink
of the Impaler all over it.

That's an assumption.

Keep digging.
I need a confirmation.

Boss...

then your best shot is
to ask your sister.

I mean, she's the only one with
a direct line to the Impaler.

She showed up here when
you agreed to meet with him.

She's obviously connected.

Don't worry about it.

I'll take care of my sister.

And never repeat
what you just said to anybody.

Ever.

Are you meeting someone?

-Your handsome hubby, perhaps?
-DANI: Mm.

My daughters and my niece.

We're doing a wedding planning
session for my youngest.

Oh.

They're not just
going to keep it

simple and sweet like you?

Vegas chapel,
Anita Williams impersonator?

Gosh, sometimes I forget
everyone has seen that photo.

It made quite the impression.

Well, if you saw it in London,
I have to agree.

Yeah, I'm probably
more well-read than most,

but, yeah, I saw it.

And less judgmental.

Folks around here had a lot
to say about it.

I bet I can guess
who made the biggest stink.

Your ex. Am I right?

I hope you told that bastard

to eat his lying,
cheating heart out

and that's what put him
in the hospital.

Afraid not.

All the stress
in Bill's life is due to

his Little League trophy wife.

Naomi, I thought the whole point
of you being here

was to reduce your father's
workload, not add to it.

I took on the case
and I convinced Naomi to help.

I'll be taking lead, so
it won't give Dad extra work.

Mm. I'm holding you to that.

I got to go. I'm meeting
Mom and Chelsea at the club.

Okay. Well, thanks
for filling in for me

while I was out of the office.

No problem, Dad.

Why don't we...

treat ourselves
to a nice, leisurely lunch?

Hmm? A little champagne, caviar?

Even if I wanted to,
babe, I-I can't.

I have a dental appointment.

Oh, okay.

-Well, I guess
I'll be getting takeout.
-Oh.

You will do nothing of the kind,
Bill Hamilton.

Because you have a wife
who loves you,

even though you may drive her
a little crazy sometimes.

I made you a nice, healthy salad

with a raspberry vinaigrette.

It's in the break room.

-I'll go get it for you.
-Okay, no.

No, no, that's-that's great.
Thank you.

But I just remembered
that Tomas wants to talk

about the Ferguson case,

so I'll eat the salad
after we're done.

-Okay.
-All right.

[sighs]

[scoffs]

[line ringing]

No, I can't wait.

This is the only time
I have free.

Okay. Yes, Uptown's fine.

Mm-hmm. I'm leaving right now.

[exhales]

Yes, I have made some progress

in getting my voice back,

and I do believe I'll be ready
to go into the studio

when it's time,
but I'm not there yet.

-I think you sound wonderful.
-Mm.

You and I both know
that you are extremely biased.

No more than you are.

You've always been
your own toughest critic.

If you mean holding myself
to a certain standard...

An overly harsh one,
if you ask me.

I feel the same sense of duty
in my work as you do,

and I know
you would never half step

on one of your speeches.

A half step from Anita Dupree

is worth ten of anybody else's.

No. When people pay good
money to come and see me,

they want to see
the very best of me.

Granted, you may not be
at your peak just now.

But...

people don't just love
your voice.

They love you.

They would be overjoyed just to
come and see you on that stage

and celebrate with you.

They won't care whether
every note is pitch-perfect.

But I do.

When I go back on that stage,

I need to be the Anita Williams

that they expect
and deserve to see.

Otherwise, I won't go at all.

What if they can tweak
the arrangement

to suit the way
your voice sounds now?

You just won't take no
for an answer, will you?

All right.

I'll prove it to you.

I'll admit, uh, that Vegas photo
really upset me at first.

Andre and I wanted to keep
our wedding under wraps.

Oh, yeah.

Secrecy can really
spice things up.

Trust me, we have more spice
than we can handle.

[Dani laughs]

-But I love that photo now.
-Oh.

Not just because
it's my entire wedding album,

but also because
it was partially responsible

for reviving my modeling career.

Oh, so Tatum saw it.

And Ridge Forrester
of Forrester Creations.

He offered to build an entire
ad campaign around Andre and me.

Wow.

Why on earth would you turn down
Ridge Forrester?

Unfortunately,
my honey's camera shy.

[laughing]:
No. He's...

That's such a surprise. I, uh...

Just, uh, him being
a photographer and all.

-I wouldn't expect...
-He likes to point out

that being on one side of
the camera is very different

from being on the other.

I can see that.

Yeah. I'm a... I'm a pretty
private person myself, too.

I don't like being surprised
by a public spotlight on me.

Duly noted.

If I see paparazzi lurking,
I'll tell you to duck.

You're a good friend, Dani.

Enjoy
the wedding planning today.

Oh, thank you.

-Bye.
-Bye, doll.

[phone buzzing]

Hello, dear brother.

JOEY:
Casino.

Now.

What sparks this brusque mood?

I think you know damn well.

Since you pushed your meeting
with Tomas back to lunchtime,

want me to order
something for you?

Maybe try that new Thai place?

No, um...

Give my apologies to Tomas

and let him know
I need to postpone again.

Something came up.

Don't worry,
I was totally prepared

for Aunt Nicole
to veto the Nikki bag.

I spent some time last night
coming up with better ideas,

and I have a whole list
I can share with you later.

I had such good ideas
for the Nikki.

Well, you'll have even
better ideas for the new name.

Good thing we're still
in preproduction with that one.

We won't start thinking
about that until after Tokyo

and after the new bag
is launched next month.

[squeals]
I'm so excited for Tokyo.

-I know.
-[laughing]

-Hey, Smitty.
-Oh.

Hey, I am so excited
to run into you two.

Of course you are.

Well, we are the dream team,
brightening everybody's day.

Well, that,
and my editor just pitched me

a breaking story surrounding
the fashion industry.

You're investigating
fashion trends now?

Well, more like
the business side.

There's a whistleblower that's
making some shocking claims

about major fashion brands

using
exploitative labor practices.

Is that part of
the Italian investigation

into luxury brands
that were using sweatshops?

Well, this is based
on new information

that hasn't hit
the mainstream media yet,

which makes it
ripe for an exposé.

But yeah, allegedly, there
are several high-end brands

that are hiring manufacturers
around the globe

with deplorable
working conditions.

Which is why
it's so important for us

to police our own supply chain.

We never want to be responsible

for child labor
or unsafe conditions.

CHELSEA: Absolutely. I heard
workers logging 75 hours a week

-for 33 cents an hour.
-SMITTY: Oof.

I don't know
how these executives

running these companies
live with themselves.

What names did
the whistleblower mention?

Oh. Well, I don't know any of
these brands, but maybe you do.

Uh, Dubois d'Avenel,

Sable & Strand, Takahashi,

Fiorenza Virelli...

Wait, wait, wait. Back up?

CHELSEA:
Takahashi.

No way.

Well, nothing's been proven yet.

KAT:
But it doesn't matter.

Social media will eat us alive
for allegations alone.

Oh, you polished off
your breakfast real quick, Eva.

You must have been real hungry.

More like hangry. [chuckles]

I can bring you some more
biscuits if you like.

Um, I'm good. Thanks, June.

What? Did I lie?

That wasn't just low blood
sugar talking and you know it.

When I was speaking
with Tomas this morning,

we avoided discussing
his relationship with Kat

because we wanted
to respect her feelings. Okay?

And then I show up here and find
her hanging all over my man.

Oh.

Nobody was hanging over anyone.

Okay? Kat and I, we weren't

discussing
anything personal, either.

Like she said, we were
just talking about ChelseaKat.

About wonderful,
wonderful ChelseaKat

and Kat's genius-level
business sense.

Are you seriously this pissed
because I gave Kat a compliment?

You got to admit, what she
and Chelsea have accomplished

in this short amount of time,
it's pretty impressive.

Izaiah, they're
selling purses, okay?

It's not rocket science.

And it's not like they grew
the business from nothing.

Chelsea had the connections
and the brand following--

not to mention the money--
to start ChelseaKat,

because her mother
got her into fashion

and modeling
when she was a teenager.

And although Kat had the best
education money could buy,

she had zero experience
in the fashion industry, okay?

Nobody but her cousin would have

hired her to do
what she's doing now.

True, but that doesn't mean
she's not good at it.

It's no accident that
ChelseaKat has had this success.

Well, I'm just glad
all this success

is taking Kat out of
the country for a while.

Okay? I could use the break.

Who is this whistleblower?

And has Takahashi responded
to their allegations?

It's still a small story so far.

There's only one press release,

from a workers' rights
organization.

The whistleblower is
still anonymous.

And as far as I can tell
from their website,

Takahashi has not responded
to any of the allegations.

Kat, I thought
I heard your voice.

-Is there a problem?
-More like a disaster.

Smitty told us
that somebody is claiming

that Takahashi is using
sweatshop labor

to produce his fashion line.

-No.
-Naomi's on it.

What does she think?

She's getting in touch
with their New York office

to see how much truth
there is to these allegations.

Even though a company might
have the best of intentions,

they could hire thousands

of subcontractors
around the globe who don't.

[phone chimes]

Oh, I am sorry. I have to go.

Smitty, can you please
let us know

if you hear
anything else on this?

Yeah, I promise
to give you any updates.

We are just days away
from the fashion show.

And we have a new bag due
to drop for presale soon.

-The timing couldn't be worse.
-Listen.

If there is any chance this
could explode into a scandal,

you can't afford to have
ChelseaKat mixed up in it.

Well...

are you saying that
we might need to drop out?

[vocalizing]

Sounds good to me.

And a week from now,
it'll be even better still,

-I'm sure.
-Just listen.

[vocalizing scale]

[voice breaks, clears throat]

[vocalizes, clears throat]

Now do you understand?

It's not just
that my range has diminished.

I mean, that's bad enough, but

I don't have the control
that I should.

Because of the chemo.

I knew there would be
some temporary hoarseness and...

possible muscle weakness
with my vocal cords.

I guess I should be happy
that it's not worse than it is.

And it's probably short-term.

Yes, that is,
that is highly likely.

However,
if I overwork my voice now,

it could slow
the recovery process.

I apologize for pushing.

Don't you ever apologize.

If you hadn't pushed me to
reconnect with Sharon and Tracy,

I wouldn't have
my dearest friends in my life.

And I don't know
how I would have

gotten through
the cancer without....

my Articulette sisters.

Sweetheart...

you have always believed
that I could do anything...

and I love you for that,

with your pushy self...

...even when you're dead wrong.

Thanks for squeezing me
into your busy schedule.

What was so damn urgent?

I need more of the stuff.

I have had all I can stomach

of Bill Hamilton, Esquire.

You need to cool down.

When you get
all up in your feelings,

you tend to get sloppy.

-I don't do sloppy, Randy...
-[scoffs]

...best believe that, but

if I play my cards right,

I might not even need
the new vial.

Girl, what have you done?

Well, I just made
my hubby a delicious salad

and used all the toxin
I had in his dressing.

With any luck,
I mean, he'll have

stopped breathing
by the time I get back.

CHELSEA: I've seen her
out with that guy, Sammy,

and Mom has, too.

I can tell
there's something going on.

Are you talking
about the same guy

that helped Hayley
in her darkest moment?

The same guy I met?
Come on, Chelsea, stop--

That's reckless and stupid.

That's exactly
how she was with you.

And you obviously didn't think
you would get caught.

Well, I am going
to go brush my teeth.

Told Bill I was going
to the dentist,

so if I don't come back
with minty fresh breath,

he'll have questions.

Listen to me. Baby...

no one gets the whole sibling
rivalry thing more than I do.

I was the youngest of three boys

and I resented the hell
out of my brothers.

Thought the world
just spun easier for them.

They liked what Pops likes,
wanted what he wanted.

Hell, they wanted to be him,

so when I turned out
different...

they read that as "wrong."

"Boy needs to shape up."

When everybody around me
seemed perfectly happy

with the way things were
and I wasn't...

...I figured
the problem had to be me.

But it's not.

Like, who cares
if you're not like Jacob--

or Luke, for that matter?
You're you.

And I hope your family has
started to appreciate you

for who you are.

Yeah, I'd like to think so.

I wish I could say
what they think

doesn't matter to me, but...

...if I'm keeping it real,

it still kind of does,
down deep.

Just like the way
Kat looks down on me

will probably always bother me.

Even though you're every bit
as good as she is.

And I think that's the thing
that gets to me the most.

Like Kat's so-called superiority
is just because

she was born
behind those gates,

with people falling
all over themselves to help her.

In another timeline,
you could have been Kat.

Damn right.

But you know what?

I wouldn't even change a thing,

because I like who I am,

the person my experiences-- even
the bad ones-- have made me.

So Kat can keep the glam job,

the trips to exotic places,

the fame, the fashion,

all of it.

Because everything
I need to be happy

is sitting right here
in front of me.

-KAT: Well?
-Takahashi's New York office

is claiming they know
nothing about anything.

They want to wait until you both
are in Tokyo to discuss things.

At that point, the social media
blitz will already be underway.

ChelseaKat could be
effectively canceled

while we're still up
in the air.

Naomi, you need to let them know
that approach is unacceptable.

If Takahashi knew--
or should have known--

that his employees were
being exploited,

I don't want to associate
with his brand.

Can you imagine how much
that would conflict

with your message
of empowerment?

Collaborating
with a sweatshop owner?

I don't even want
to think about it.

Naomi, um, what would
the consequences be

if we were to back
out of the show now?

Well, I insisted on
a reverse morality clause

in the ChelseaKat contract.

That way,
it gives you the right to

immediately terminate
your partnership

if it goes public
that Takahashi engages in

unethical practices.

And that is my brilliant
lawyer daughter.

Just so you guys know,

there is a similar clause
in your Fenmore's contract.

No worries there.

Fenmore would never be involved
in something like this.

Which is my point.

If ChelseaKat's reputation
is tarnished

by its association
with Takahashi,

Fenmore's would have grounds
to cancel your deal.

Everything we've worked for
could just go up in smoke?

We won't let that happen.

I have a call in
to Fenmore's general counsel.

Chelsea Bear, I am so sorry
this is happening.

But thank God you have
your sister looking out for you.

Hey, Jacob.

Why'd you...?

What happened?

Lia Whitmore died this morning.

How?

It looks like an overdose.

-Looks like?
-We're still waiting

to hear back
from the medical examiner.

But as far as I know,

there haven't been any
obvious signs of foul play.

I knew she was desperate, but...

When I talked to her yesterday,
it never crossed my mind that...

Wait, you talked to her?

Why am I just now
hearing about this?

I told you I didn't want
any trouble in my town.

And I listened to you.

Then why is Lia Whitmore dead?

Because she's a whole lot
less trouble when she's dead.

This is me listening to you.

Joey, I don't know why you're
acting so shocked and upset.

You and I both know
this is on you.

So you orchestrate a murder,
but somehow it's my fault.

Well, I wanted
to keep things simple

and go directly
to the obnoxious reporter,

but you objected.

So, being a good sister,
I had to come up with

another way
to get my plan across.

I take it Lia was talking
to Smitty about the plasma ring?

Yeah, as early as
yesterday afternoon.

Well, Smitty has
lots of sources.

What's the plan, Heather?

A trail of dead bodies
through the DMV?

That will definitely
bring the police to my door

and I won't have it.

[sighs]

It's such a shame
that they always think

the Impaler is some
big, strapping, manly man.

But so terribly convenient.

I'm not your convenience.

I need to know
that Lia isn't the first many.

It's a one and done.

And why should I believe that?

Oh, it was actually a lot more
money and juice than I expected.

Plus, Lia's sudden demise

is enough to dissuade potential
blabbermouths, I think.

-There's a flaw in that logic.
-I doubt it.

Lia's death is presumed
to be a suicide.

So if the Impaler can't
take credit,

there is no intimidation factor.

Well, conspiracy theories
abound these days.

Especially around
an unexpected death.

So even without proof,

people's suspicions will
be enough to serve my purpose.

-And what is that?
-[knock at door]

[door opens]

Chief Hawthorne.

I was expecting you.

I would like a few moments
of your time.

Well, I will excuse myself

and let you men talk.

I'm Heather Armstrong,
by the way.

Pleased to meet you...

...Ms. Armstrong?

My sister.

And an alibi.
Whatever happened,

and for however long,
he was with me.

[door closes]

Yeah, I've held off
as long as I could, but

this brother has got
to get to work.

[Eva groans playfully]

I'll see you later?

Mwah. I can't wait.

-See you, June.
-All right, Izaiah.

Hey, June, can you please
bring the check?

Oh, it's right there.
Brought it a while back.

Oh, I'm sorry.
I didn't even notice.

It's okay. I get it.

If I had a boyfriend that cute,

that's all I'd be
looking at too, chile.

For the record, he is
more than just a pretty face.

I know. I clocked
the shoulders, too.

But seriously,
those Hawthorne boys,

they mama raised them right.

Mm-hmm.

Everything good that's happened
in my life the past year,

I owe to Jacob for taking
the time to listen to me.

Most folks just...

looked the other way.

Not him.

He asked Naomi to help me,
and... You know the rest.

Look, it's no small thing

when someone treats you
like you matter.

It's everything.

You hold on tight to that man.

And you make sure
that he keeps knowing

that he is your everything.

It's the most prudent way
to handle the situation.

Okay, thank you.

Take care.

The trip's off, isn't it?

Fenmore's doesn't want
Takahashi's bad press

dragging ChelseaKat down, too.

Well, thank God Smitty
tipped us off when he did.

Well, so what now?

I issue a notice to Takahashi

stating that
the agreement's on hold

until this issue can be
resolved to your satisfaction.

Okay. What do
we tell my followers?

We've been talking
this collaboration up 24/7.

Well, don't say anything
negative about Takahashi,

since nothing's been proven.

You don't want to set yourself
up for a defamation suit.

Just say

that you're disappointed
things didn't work out.

Oh. Chelsea and Kat, come here.

I know how disappointed
you must be.

I'll head to the office
to draft up that notice.

Well, I will walk you out.

I have some nonlegal language

that I would like for you
to add to that notice.

The nerve. Dragging my
daughter into this mess.

Thanks, Naomi.

Always. Chels... hang in there.

-Why do people have to suck?
-Right?

I didn't tell you about
my conversation with Lia yet

because nothing came of it.

When she agreed
to meet me again,

I thought it was a good sign.

Thought she was gonna give me
more information

about the plasma ring.

But that didn't happen.

No.

I got the sense
that she was trying to

pump me for information.

Why would she do that?

I can't be sure.

But...

she really was desperate to

get herself out
of the mess she made.

So maybe she thought

that if she knew
who your suspects were,

she could come up with
a testimony against them

to try to get herself
a better deal.

Yeah, but that would never work.

Like I said, she was desperate.

Okay, well, did she say
she was scared of someone,

or had she been getting threats?

Do you think
this wasn't a suicide?

-On the bright side...
-There's a bright side?

...we have a lot of
unexpected free time.

We can still go on a trip
anywhere you like.

After that Allison scare,

you could use a break.

I so do.
But we can't leave right now.

People are going to have
a million questions for us

and we'll be dealing
with lawyers.

And it won't help
being on a beach somewhere

watching clips of
the Tokyo Fashion Collective

that we aren't
a part of anymore.

Well, maybe
you could use this time

to channel your creative side.

Maybe see what those
designing instincts take you.

I can't design
when I'm depressed.

I know. I just...

I just hate seeing you
down like this.

I hate us being down like this.

I know. I'm sorry.

Okay.

On the bright side,
we will get through this

like we get through
everything else:

together.

Vernon?

I just got a call from Franklin,

over at
the corrections department.

He wanted to give us a heads-up
before the news got out.

What? What's happened?

Lia Whitmore apparently
died by suicide.

What?

What she did was despicable and

she deserved to be in prison
for a long time, but...

It's awful to think...

...of someone reaching
that level of hopelessness

where the pain
they're feeling is greater

than their will to live.

Not everyone can pull themselves
back from that edge.

Not everyone has
the support I did.

It's sad.

After working
with Lia for so long...

We need to reach out
to the hospital board.

Right away. Yeah.

Nobody knows anything
for certain at this point.

The matter's still
being investigated.

But I wouldn't put anything
past the Impaler.

So, going forward,
until we have all the facts,

everybody that had a hand
in breaking up the plasma ring

needs to watch their backs.

I already texted Grayson
and gave him the heads-up.

Is this based on a hunch

or is there an actual indication
that Lia was murdered?

Uh-oh.

It's never a good sign
when the two of you

have your heads together.

What happened?

Lia Whitmore was found dead
in her jail cell this morning.

Apparently, she overdosed.

Suicide? Or...

did the Impaler find a way
to shut her up?

At this point,
murder is a stretch.

Lia wasn't a real threat
to the Impaler

and she didn't know enough
about his operation.

And Jacob said that there
was no sign of foul play.

-Right?
-Right.

So there's nothing
to worry about, babe.

-If you're sure.
-I'm certain.

Come here.

If you were expecting me,

that must mean
you've heard the news.

I heard one of the Impaler's
minions died in her cell.

Sad end to an even sadder life.

My guess is
the Impaler would disagree.

No one's nominating him
for Employer of the Year,

-that's for sure.
-You find this funny?

No, I don't.

I'm disgusted by it all,
if you want to know the truth.

Yeah. I believe you.

Probably because I know

you wouldn't want
this Impaler bastard

running roughshod
all over your territory.

-Mm, you got that right.
-Well, then, damn it,

help me put a stop to it.
Tell me what you know

so I can take the Impaler
off your hands.

I'm glad to see you
eating your salad.

Well, you insisted.

I know.

But sometimes you do
cheat a little bit

when you think I'm not looking.

Is that a fact?

I'm just joking. Okay?

-I'll let you finish your lunch.
-No, no, don't rush off.

Come on in.

Let's see that smile.

Yeah. It's so beautiful.

Mm. Must be all
that great dental care.

-Mm-hmm.
-How was your appointment?

[groans] Never fun.

Payback's long overdue.

I just need more time.

Who you talking to?

The Impaler could be
tying up loose ends,

which means I could be next.

I need to see you.

It's about your mother.

Aw. My little romantic.

-What happened to your hand?
-Nothing important.

I know I'm a married man,

but I don't think I could ever
stop caring about you.

I will be taking this.

That sandwich is for Bill.

Stop it. Stop. Stop right now.

You stop playing in my face

and stop insulting
my intelligence,

damn it, stop it.

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