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All right, see ya.

You hungry?

You know I work at a restaurant, right?

Right. Yeah, go get some takeout. I haven't had food poisoning in a while,

so I'm probably overdue.

The customers love everything but the food.

That I believe.

What's not to like?

Pretty good.

You wanna watch with me?

I don't know if you've ever heard of the LSAT, but it's actually kind of hard.

You crushed the last two pre-tests. Relax for 15 minutes.

I'll watch the last five.

Holy

shit.

This is gonna be a flat.

Can't find it, Jack.

I think we're gonna have to call AAA.

Can I borrow your cell?

Already texting my dad.

This is how you want me to meet your father? It's fine.

I smell like curly fries.

I like curly fries.

Just relax.

It's not what you think.

Do you have any idea how dangerous Nicholas Bell is?

It's one of the most notorious mob lawyers in the country. It was

consigliere to the Campano organization.

Consigliere? What is this, the Godfather?

No, this is the most sophisticated organized crime syndicate in North

America. They got more money than God and none of the quaint charms of Vito

Corvino. I get it. They're dangerous.

You don't get it.

These are nameless, faceless, brutal men.

The evidence your husband provided put eight high-level members of their

organization behind bars, in addition to Nicholas Bell.

That's why you had to disappear.

Which he managed to do pretty successfully until the shop made

national news.

Why didn't Owen leave the shop?

Why didn't he just quit when he realized what Avid was doing?

Might have been too late, or maybe Avid had something on him.

He threatened me.

Avid? Over the phone.

He said something about how Owen's history didn't line up.

Yeah, Owen would have had to try and fix things from the inside.

And when he couldn't...

He sent it to me.

Owen kept track of everything that happened at the shop.

Formal memos, emails.

It's a log of what Ava was doing.

How Owen tried to fix it.

So why didn't Owen just go to the FBI and explain?

He would have been in danger as soon as the FBI took his prints.

Compounders have people everywhere. You couldn't take that risk.

You had to run.

If these people find Bailey... They're not gonna.

You don't know that. You have no idea where she is. I got a dozen officers

combing the streets.

They're gonna find her. What if they don't?

You expect me to just sit here? You are in just as much danger as Bailey. I

cannot have you out there, so... Yeah.

I want you to sit here and talk to me about what's gonna happen when we bring

her back in.

What's gonna happen is we're leaving Austin.

Going home.

Hannah, you're not listening.

There is no going home.

Not anymore.

Oh, my God.

I was just leaving.

Wait, wait, wait.

Boys, go to your room.

Now.

You should come inside.

Please.

The girl just went in the house.

Could be her.

Mr. Bell?

None of that.

Please call me Nicholas.

Nice to meet you, Ethan.

About time.

Kate talks about you a lot.

Most of it's good.

It wasn't exactly the way I wanted to meet you, sir.

Oh, I don't know. There are worse ways to meet.

At least you don't have to worry about me forgetting your name.

There is such a thing as studying too much, you know.

Not if you're trying to get into a good law school. Okay, smartass.

How about getting out of the car and letting us get to work?

Thanks for coming, Dad.

That'll scare him off, okay?

Who, me?

Dad.

How much do you know about Wittsek?

Witness protection seems a little extreme, doesn't it?

See for yourself.

These guys wear Brioni suits, join country clubs, and tell their neighbors

they're working securities.

That's how the new regime operates.

Quietly, efficiently, and without mercy.

They send the same kind of messages guys like this have always sent.

This is box 23 of 101, by the way. We can go through them all if you need more

convincing. No.

It's okay. I got it.

I just... Was Owen... Ethan... involved in

all this?

Let's just say once you're in Nicholas Bell's orbit, it's hard to keep the shit

off your shoes.

Need some help with that? Nope.

All right, we're good.

So you, um, you grew up in Midway?

Yeah, just a little outside.

Well, my brother spent some time not too far from there.

Yeah?

Whereabouts? Texas State Penitentiary.

Cops found a joint in his glove compartment.

It was a petty drug charge, but it wasn't his first, so... He was in for a

long time.

And the thing that always got me was that he would have walked with a halfway

decent lawyer.

But we were dirt poor, and a court-appointed moron slept his way

through the trial.

Is that why he became a defense lawyer?

One of the reasons.

You like that car?

Way do you drive it.

I'm a little rusty on the stick. Not sure that's a good idea.

Are you serious about my daughter?

Yes, sir.

Well, good.

I can live with you burning up my clutch.

How much did he tell you about them?

Not a lot.

What do you remember?

I remember you.

A little.

You left our backyard.

You used to spend a lot of time here.

I don't understand any of this.

Something happened a long time ago with your grandfather and your father.

Your dad, he had to go. He had to take you and go.

Why?

It's, um... It's complicated.

Three days ago, my dad disappeared.

And then I learned that he lied to me about literally my whole life, my name,

my birthday, everything.

So I appreciate the fact that you're not lying to me.

But could you please explain what's going on?

A lot of people talk about saving the world.

I say start your own backyard.

What? Huh?

Don't tell me you're one of those rubes who think the prosecutors are the good

guys. Oh, it's not really my area of expertise.

Okay, well, it's mine.

And let me tell you, public defender's offices are underfunded and

understaffed, and it makes for a shitty defense for people who need it the most.

People who have nothing.

People who grow up like you and I did.

You know that 60% of my clients are pro bono?

I'm not saying I'm a saint.

Obviously, I have some colorful clients who pay the bills.

But they deserve a fair trial, too.

And you'll be surprised at how many of them are innocent.

Of what they've been charged, at least.

Nicholas had a real hold on your husband.

Owen loved Kate.

And Nicholas was so damn charming, so worldly. He was a poor kid, like Owen.

Picked himself up, had everything Owen wanted.

Great family, great life.

Did Owen go to work for him? No.

But when Nicholas asked Owen for help, Owen obliged.

Help? When you defend people like this, there's a line you don't cross if you

want to stay out of jail.

You don't tell them how to obey the law.

You don't help them commit a crime.

And you most certainly don't relay orders from leadership behind bars to

family members on the outside.

Nicholas crossed those lines?

Yeah. And when he started passing messages for his clients, he needed

those messages to be protected.

Owen set up that encryption system for him.

Did he know it was in the messages?

No. No, Nicholas didn't want no one exposed like that, and Owen didn't want

to know.

At least till Kate was killed.

Owen said that was an accident. It was a hit and run.

It was intentional?

It happened on a quiet street, exactly one block from the park where Nicholas

took Bailey every Friday.

Nicholas had just refused a big case for the organization.

They weren't happy with him.

They had made some threats.

Of course, after Kate was killed, the Campanos insisted they weren't

responsible, that it was most likely a competitor trying to mess with

Nicholas's loyalty, but it didn't matter to Owen.

Owen was convinced someone in that world had murdered Kate to send Nicholas a

message, and Nicholas was to blame.

So it was my grandfather's fault?

He's why my mother was killed it's hard to say I prefer not to think that but

Your dad he he got angry with your granddad with himself

He decided to make things right what do you mean?

He decided your grandfather's clients should pay How Owen

had access to everything because it was his encryption system.

Yeah. So he took all the messages and turned them over to the feds.

It was enough to nail a few key players and blow up a sizable chunk of their

domestic oxy business.

Of course, Nicholas knew more.

The feds tried to flip him, but he refused to cooperate.

He did six years instead of turning on that organization.

Which they appreciated.

But it took a huge toll on his family.

And as far as Nicholas is concerned, Owen is responsible for all of it.

And that kind of wound doesn't get smaller over time.

So you guys must love my dad.

I'm not going to lie. It was a dark time.

Your grandfather went to prison.

Your grandmother, she got sick.

We lost her a few years ago.

Charlie and I split right after.

But look, that's not the whole story either.

We loved your dad.

And you.

And our family.

Things were really happy here.

Until they weren't.

Things... change, and things fall apart.

Well, the more reason to hold on to memories.

What memories?

Pick a photo.

I'll tell you the story.

How far out are you?

About a half hour.

He's driving as fast as he can.

Let me know if she moves.

You got it.

Hannah.

I know it sounds scary, but we need to talk about WITSEC.

Why?

Excuse me?

Why do we have to talk about it?

Because Nicholas Bell is a dangerous man, there's no telling what he'll do

here, and if the Campanos get a hold of you or Bailey... Right, I get it.

But why do we have to talk about it?

Why aren't Bailey and Owen...

already in WITSEC.

And based on what you're saying, shouldn't they have been put in witness

protection in the first place?

Back when all this started?

They were supposed to be, but... things didn't go down the way Owen wanted.

What the fuck does that mean, Grady?

There was a leak.

The organization got ahold of their new identities. We caught it before the

relocation, but Owen was done.

He disappeared on his own.

Did you know where he was?

He needed some help over the years.

I guess he trusted me.

Why? I don't know. You'll have to ask him that.

Bailey's phone's been off for over an hour.

The last known address is the hotel.

And no word from any of our guys in the field?

Not yet.

Okay.

How do I get an outside line?

L9. Let's go on privacy.

What do you think?

Will you call him?

Jules Nichols. Hey, it's me.

Where are you?

Still in Austin.

Bailey Smithing.

Shit. Jules, I need you to find Bobby.

If anyone will know where Bailey's gone, it's him.

You don't have his number?

No, but I dropped Bailey at his house in Mill Valley a couple times.

Okay. Address?

822 Crescent Avenue.

I'm on my way.

He doesn't look... Dangerous?

Yeah. What does dangerous look like?

Nothing's black and white with your grandfather.

Or with your father.

You don't... hate him?

My dad?

No one wanted things to happen the way they did.

Yeah, we felt that there were other choices your dad could have made that we

wanted him to make, but... We understood his anger and why he felt the only way

to keep you safe was to get you as far away from Nicholas as possible.

But, I mean, he must have been upset when we just vanished.

It's not exactly how it happened.

What do you mean?

You just lost your mom.

Couldn't let you lose your dad, too.

Even though we didn't agree with his decision, ours was clear.

You helped him.

We helped you.

A suspicious death in custody.

Incredible.

You are making my night.

What?

Good news on a case.

Suspicious death is good news?

Can be, in my line of work.

I didn't mean to sound like I was... I was judging.

I was just, uh... Judging?

I hear you want to teach.

Uh, yeah.

Yeah, I want to be a professor.

But teaching positions in applied mathematics aren't easy to come by.

Well, they must love you at UT.

Kate said that you placed in the Putnam competition.

I had great professors.

Well, Kate Smoller and I, we have, uh, we have friends there.

We could certainly put in a good word for you.

That's... that's very generous, but I, um, I plan to try my luck a lot of

places. You don't like UT?

Oh, I do.

Best school and the greatest state?

Why would you ever want to leave?

It's a big world.

It is smaller than you think.

You will break her mother's heart if you talk her into leaving Texas.

I don't think I ever talked your daughter into anything she wasn't

already set on.

Why are we taking streets?

There was traffic on the 360 loop.

I thought this would be faster.

Clearly it's not.

Let's pick up the pace.

Yeah, I don't understand.

If there was a leak before, why won't there be a leak this time?

Because you'll be getting me.

No one had you before.

I was a junior. I couldn't protect him then. But I'm in a different position

now.

If I believe that, which I'm not sure I do, how does this work?

We set you up with new social security cards, housing, a stipend, fake

transcripts for Bailey, help you find a new occupation.

New occupation?

Yeah, you'll need to give up identifying jobs and hobbies, things that might make

it possible to track you down, and woodworking is... Woodturning.

Distinctive, so that's out. So is Bailey's theater stuff and... Bailey's

theater stuff.

It's her whole world. And no contact with anyone.

We have to assume they'll be monitoring everyone you now know. A single phone

call or email could lead them right to you.

Okay.

Putting me aside.

You are asking a 16-year-old to give up everyone, everything she knows,

everything she loves.

That's the last thing Owen would want.

If everything you're saying is true, he had a plan.

I'm pretty sure he left because he wanted Bailey to be able to stay put.

Maybe.

Maybe. Maybe you're right.

Maybe that was his plan.

Maybe this isn't what he wanted.

But you fucked that all up when you came to Austin.

I didn't... Nobody knows who we are.

You went to the Never Drive. Do you know how many cameras are on that bar?

If Nicholas doesn't already know who you are, he will soon. Nicholas Bell

wouldn't hurt his own granddaughter. Maybe, but the men he worked for are

ruthless. There's no telling the kind of leverage they'd use to get Owen to turn

himself in.

This can't be the best option.

Owen put me in a good position to negotiate with the FBI on his behalf.

So we can join you and Bailey once you're settled.

Once it's safe.

But you have to trust me here.

This is your only option.

I don't trust anyone.

I think we got another lawyer in the family. It's okay. She doesn't want

bananas anymore for the banana monster.

What?

Really? The lawyer and the charmer.

Oh, this is just stuff from our wedding. I could fast forward.

No, please.

Sure.

So if we do this, Bailey is going to have to start over again.

Not exactly.

Larry, bring the thing.

At least now she knows, and she won't be sorry from scratch.

What the... Thanks, Grady. You picked up my untransportable sack full of cash.

That's so thoughtful of you.

You broke into my fucking house.

I'm sorry. I didn't think it was a good look to have this lying under the bed of

a guy whose tech firm is under investigation for fraud.

The money is clean.

Owen must have scrolled it away over the years, and honestly, you're lucky.

He prepared for this.

He didn't prepare me.

He didn't tell me anything.

Neither of you did.

That was for your safety and Bailey's.

How'd that work out?

He could have told me. He could have trusted me.

Owen reached out just before he proposed.

That's the last time we talked.

He said he'd never been in love like that before.

Said you were a game changer.

And it'd been ten years.

You can start to feel safe after ten years.

So when he asked me what I thought, I told him not to tell you anything.

Actually, I told him not to marry you at all.

Thanks for that.

He wasn't gonna listen. It's Owen. You know how fierce he is about his people.

And he wasn't love.

But he did want to protect you from all this.

I told him the only way to do that was for you to have complete deniability.

That's why he didn't tell you.

He figured it was his burden to carry alone.

You both underestimated me.

I could have handled this.

Yeah.

I know that now.

And it's how I know you're going to do what you have to here.

To take care of that girl.

Grady, what you're asking me feels wrong.

Because it is.

It's your friend.

Hey, Jules.

Hey. Look, Bobby's got nothing. He says he hasn't spoken.

Just texted.

Do you believe him? No, not really, but he's not talking. He's still there. Can

you put him on the phone?

Look, I don't think that... Jules, please.

Okay, all right, give me a sec.

I got it!

What?

Bobby?

Bobby, are you there? Please, it's important.

Hey, Hannah.

I need to know where she is. Look, I just talked to Jules.

I know, Bobby.

What do you mean?

It's complicated.

You need to believe me.

I'd do anything to keep her safe. I know you would, too.

Please, Bobby, we don't have a lot of time.

Okay, look, um, she thought that maybe this woman was her aunt.

She seemed kind of shook up. We looked it up on Google, and there was an

address. Andrea.

Yeah, that's right.

Thank you, Bobby. Andrea, we're in his house. Yeah, I'm going. Stay here.

That's the Marshal's office. Quest for local backup in Hyde Park. Home of Drea

Reyes. 4872 West 41st Street.

How long?

GPS has us in Hyde Park in less than ten.

I can make it in seven.

Love you, Dad.

Sunday night you'll come to dinner.

Meet my wife, Meredith.

Sure.

It's good to meet you, sir. Oh, don't sir me.

Makes me feel old.

Be seeing you soon, Ethan.

Did you see Arthur's brother? That could be our season.

He really got along.

Yeah, like his thieves.

Apparently, from the night they met.

The reception was at the Never Dry.

My idea.

Charlie's grandparents are married there, and his parents.

I like the tradition.

I can't believe that I never got to... That I had a family,

but... You still have a family.

Next of kin.

Jules Nichols.

Did they find her?

I can't... Do you still have the will on you? Owen's will?

Yeah, why?

Just wondering.

Okay, um... Give me a sec.

Let me pull over.

All right. I've got it, okay?

Well, Hannah, it's you.

You're listed as her guardian in the event of Owen's death or his inability

to fulfill parental responsibilities.

Anyone else besides me?

Um... Yes, yeah.

If you're incapable... It's a Charles Smith?

A Charles Smith and an Andrea Reyes.

What is going on?

Is there something you're not telling me?

Mr. Hall, Grady's on the phone.

He said it was urgent.

Jules, I gotta go.

Grady.

Quickly. Hi.

Bailey, are you okay?

I'm fine. I'm so sorry. My phone died. I should have told you.

It's okay.

Hannah, she's my aunt.

Andre's my aunt.

I know.

I understand.

I'm not mad.

I have to do something, Bailey.

Don't say anything.

I just... I need you to trust me.

Okay?

Do you trust me, Bailey?

Yeah, I do.

Okay, good.

Get back here safe.

Yeah.

I need you to call our friend in the marshal's office.

Miss Hall, can I help you?

Go into the restroom.

Hey!

I say they all just lost their minds

You're gonna be fucking kidding me.

You need to take me to him.

What?

I need to talk to your father.

Nice.