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[dramatic music builds]

[engine revving]

[phone ringing]

Yes?

We're at the track.

He's taking a break.

OK, I'll tell him.

[engine revving]

Mason?

Yeah.

Gordon O'Brien is waiting.

So?

It's been half an hour.

Maybe it's time to get back to the office.

Tell Elaine to let him sweat.

I'm doing another lap.

[engine revving]

-Thanks. -Yep.

Good job, Mr. Flynn.

Let's have Brooke join us with O'Brien.

OK, I'll have Elaine call her in when

we arrive at the office.

Ride's here.

[dramatic music]

Good morning Mr. Flynn.

Elaine.

Mr. Pearce, he's in the conference room.

I'll be right there.

Now, do you think that you alone will terrify him more,

or should we get some of those burly uniform guys

from the lobby?

I suspect the police would really do the trick.

Not a bad idea.

I wouldn't bring them in just for theatrics though.

Besides, I already have two guys with him,

and he still has to face you and the COO.

All right then.

Oh, no.

[suspenseful music]

Mr. Flynn, Ms. Tremaine?

You've been stealing from me, O'Brien.

Please let me explain.

It is bad enough that you took proprietary information

about our waterproofing technology out of the building,

but selling it to Sinclair Electronics?

I didn't mean to.

Oh, so you accidentally took them our research four times.

It wasn't supposed to be like that.

I thought I was just brainstorming

with a fellow engineer.

Were you still brainstorming when you accepted their money?

They made me.

I tried to stop.

Oh, so you stopped taking the money too.

My wife had a debilitating condition

before she passed away, and I am still paying

for those hospital bills.

My car keeps breaking down, and now I'm falling behind

on my mortgage and I just--

I just needed some help.

Well, he certainly got a lot help at my expense.

I tried everything to make it work.

My daughter-- my daughter, she was even trying to help,

but it was just too much.

So you both decided that stealing was the way to go?

No, no, she didn't have anything to do with this.

I'm telling you, I didn't mean for this to happen.

Let's wrap this up.

I'm sorry.

Please, I regret it, all of it.

And I will do whatever you need me to do to make this right.

There's nothing I need you to do from prison.

We will be pressing charges.

You can expect a visit from the police soon.

This goes without saying, but since you're so dense,

let me be clear--

you're fired.

Notice of your termination.

Please, I'm begging you.

Huh, trespassing again, eh?

It's not allowed, you know.

I'm supposed to tell you to move on.

You give me any trouble?

It's a good thing you're cute.

All right.

See you tomorrow.

[thoughtful music]

Well, look who it is.

Hey, Tricia.

Any intruders you need me to take off your hands?

Not tonight.

Oh, hey,

we caught that guy in that jewelry store insurance scam.

-That's great. -Yeah.

I mean, we would have gotten him a lot faster if you were there.

Well, I'm just trying to give you guys a chance to step up.

Yeah, yeah.

So are you liking this?

For now, or something.

Yeah, I mean, if you want worse pay

than what you got in the force, yeah.

I'm still looking for something else,

but this was simple enough that I could start right away.

Not forever.

Well, everyone wants you back.

Yeah.

[police radio] Dispatch to unit 33. Come in.

Oh, better get to it detective.

Hmm, yeah. Hey, let's grab breakfast sometime.

-All right. -Don't make me track you down.

You got it.

See you, Jess. Be safe.

I want to go over the buyout deal points.

I've reviewed everything, and it's reasonable at the

asking price.

You thinking that is exactly why I'm CEO.

We have more room to negotiate him down.

How much?

5%, maybe 7.

When's the meeting?

Wednesday.

Mason?

Mr. Flynn.

Good night.

Dad, didn't know you were stopping by.

Well, from time to time, I have to make sure

your company doesn't ruin the rest of my empire.

Speaking of, I heard someone's been selling our secrets.

I took care of it.

Did you?

I fired him, and I intend to make an example of him, too.

After the fact?

I can't do it before he decides--

If you had been running a tight ship instead of playing,

no one would be sabotaging us right under your nose.

[pensive music]

Mason, there was a call from Mr. Sign.

He just wanted to confirm that--

Mason?

What are you doing in here?

You're taller than the magazine photos.

Right.

You need to leave.

I can't do that.

Get out now!

Elaine?

Look, this is a private area.

I know.

That's why I chose it, Mason.

Someone?

Yes, he's completely booked out.

Well, I can look at next week.

Sorry. Yes, Sir.

I'm still here.

Pearce?

Shh.

Don't shout.

What do you want? Money?

No.

[suspenseful music]

Nope, hold still.

Get off!

Get off!

Get off!

[attacker laughs]

Pearce?

I've thought about this for a long time.

Pearce?

Someone?

What do you want?

Don't be afraid.

You won't feel a thing.

[tense music]

Hey!

Stay down!

Get off me!

Stay down!

Let go!

Mason!

Mason!

Where is it? Where is it?

What?

Quit moving.

Are you hurt.

I...

I don't think so.

[pensive music]

-Hi. -Hi.

What are you doing out here?

Oh, your dad seemed a little uptight about something,

so I didn't want to bother him.

Oh.

Have you been waiting long?

Yes, but you're worth it.

Thanks.

[laughter]

So how's your shift?

Fine.

Really, it helps pay the bills.

How was your day?

Good.

Can I tell you about it over dinner?

That all night place sounds perfect right now.

Greasy eggs and the heart-stopping gravy.

I better not.

You sure?

I should check on Dad.

All right, get some rest.

OK.

Hey Dad.

Dad?

Oh, Jess.

Sorry I didn't-- didn't hear you come in.

How was work?

Um, quiet night.

No trouble.

Everything OK?

Yeah.

Dad?

I did something I shouldn't have.

Are you disappointed in me?

I wish you would have told me.

It's industrial espionage, Dad.

What were you thinking? -I wasn't.

When I first met with Meyers, I thought I was

just helping a colleague.

And I realized how it would look.

So when he came back, I told him I couldn't do it anymore.

Then he offered me money, and I told him no.

He threatened to turn me in for revealing trade secrets

if I didn't give him all the information he wanted.

I could have helped.

You were going through a lot at the station then.

I know Mr. Flynn doesn't believe me, but I--

I didn't set out to do this.

What do I do, Jess?

Princess, I'll go to jail.

OK.

Look, I will make some calls, OK?

I have some friends at the DA's office.

I'll see what I can do.

We'll-- we'll figure something out.

Will that work?

I don't know, but don't panic.

I am ruined.

How will I ever get out of this.

And you know what makes it worse?

It wasn't even enough money to pay off my debts.

I'll go see Mr. Flynn tomorrow.

No, he'll think you were part of this.

I'm not worried about that.

He won't listen.

It'll just make things worse.

I don't think they can get worse.

Look, we have to do something.

Just let me try, OK?

[thoughtful music]

I'm surprised he's willing to meet with you.

I'm grateful he's taking the time.

Don't be too grateful yet.

Why?

Let's just say he's not the merciful type.

The weaknesses he found in our security

have been addressed.

A little late, don't you think?

We are fortunate it wasn't someone more dangerous--

someone who really wanted to hurt you.

I want to make some additional changes to your protection.

Like what?

I'm still deciding--

maybe more manpower.

He can only take so many bodyguards

with him wherever he goes before he

starts to look ridiculous.

She's right.

Yesterday's intruder showed us there's

no way to guarantee your safety 100%,

even when we're in the building.

So make some changes.

Get him closer to 95%.

-Yeah? -She's here.

Mr. Flynn, thank you for seeing me.

So you're the criminal's daughter.

He's not a criminal.

What do you want?

To help you understand why my father did what he did,

and to see that he's not a bad man.

And I'm supposed to trust your opinion?

Look, I used to be on the police force.

I know good guys from bad.

And my dad is not a bad guy.

Well, that's not biased at all.

Well, then why haven't you called the authorities?

Maybe it's because you know he's a good worker--

an asset to your company.

There were other priorities yesterday.

Lucky for him, your dad got some more time for freedom--

last goodbyes, whatever else.

You have no idea how sorry he is.

He wants to make it right.

I don't care what he wants.

He was manipulated and desperate.

And you think that makes it better.

Honestly, is this why you're here?

I expected a stronger argument.

What would convince you to change your mind?

Now that's just pathetic.

People go through hard times.

I know you've been privileged your whole life,

but you know not everyone is, right?

You can't be that heartless.

So you think that insulting me is going to work now?

No.

Sorry, I'm just trying to get you to listen.

Pearce, get her out of here.

Wait, please.

I'm not saying what my dad did was right or justified.

It's not.

I know that, and he knows that.

But come on, there's got to be a way we can make this right.

We can fix this. Pay you back.

Oh, sure. We'll set up a payment plan.

I'll give you my Venmo.

You know, when you agreed to see me,

I hoped it was a sign that everything I heard

about you was wrong, that you weren't some two-faced playboy.

I guess that was wishful thinking.

There's the door.

[tense music]

One moment, Ms. O'Brien.

Can I have a word with you?

Oh, don't tell me you're buying this.

Will you wait here, please?

OK.

She used to be a cop.

Yeah, I heard.

A detective, actually.

But she's not anymore.

Fired? She steal something?

No, voluntarily resigned a few months ago.

Currently working as a security guard for night patrols.

Bit of a demotion.

What's your point?

Yesterday was close.

and we know it wasn't the same person

who's been sending the threats.

What if we had someone who could blend in,

be that last line of defense without anyone realizing it?

The additional security measure you want.

Her?

A former detective on the force for eight years?

That's not nothing.

She quit.

I can call, find out the circumstances.

But if she's clean--

How can we trust her, given what's

happened with her father?

There's nothing that even hints at any impropriety

in her history.

And she's acknowledged that what her father did was wrong.

Wait, wait.

If I were to go along with this,

how do we explain her being around?

How does she blend in?

An assistant.

What about Elaine?

Well, Elaine stays and does her job.

Jess would appear to be another assistant.

So to the world, Jessica O'Brien is a second assistant.

But for us--

Exactly.

I don't know.

Well, she could pretend to be your girlfriend,

but might put a damper on your eligible bachelor status.

Then we stick with the assistant thing.

Mason,

how long did it take for your hands

to stop shaking yesterday?

Make the call. Find out more about her.

[contemplative music]

Thank you, Captain.

Yes, of course. Mm hmm.

Goodbye.

She's all good.

Her precinct captain is hoping she'll come back.

If you really think some undercover bodyguard is needed,

why not just hire someone else?

We could, but she's got a solid background and skill set,

and she's someone most threats will overlook.

Besides, you and I both know that what

Gordon O'Brien passed along was faulty tech

that never panned out.

Yeah, a stroke of luck for us.

But Duke Sinclair can still learn from the mistakes

that we paid for.

But it's not a loss in the long run--

something you didn't tell O'Brien.

So? He's still guilty.

And his daughter knows that, and she's

desperate to save him.

Let's give her a way that benefits you.

Are you saying having her around is going to make someone

rethink coming after me?

No, it's not supposed to.

But her being there just might save you

if something slips past the rest of our security measures.

What do you think?

I'm a little skeptical.

She's got backbone, but--

I'll monitor her, make sure she's a fit.

But I have a good feeling about this.

I guess we go for it.

OK.

Great.

Ms. O'Brien, follow me, please.

So you want to save your father from the

fallout of his actions.

Fine.

Mr. Pearce, my head of security, has an idea.

If you agree, I won't press charges.

Thank you so much.

What is it?

You join our security team to help protect Mr. Flynn here,

in an undercover role.

Undercover?

As his assistant.

That would give you reason to be near Mason.

If he ever needs extra protection, you can intervene.

As a former police officer, you should

have sufficient experience and skills.

Protection from what?

Well--

He's worth a lot, as you know.

Second-generation billionaire

makes a tempting target.

Not to mention his fame, which brings out the odd, extreme fan.

We had one such incident yesterday.

Generally, nothing serious, just precautions.

OK, for how long?

Six months unpaid.

That won't even offset what your father's cost me,

but I'm being generous.

I have another job, though.

Not our problem.

What about my father and his job?

He doesn't step foot here again.

But he can look for work somewhere else.

No criminal charges.

OK.

Jess, how was it?

It went as well as it could have.

He won't press charges.

You won't get your job back, but you

can look for something else--

something better. -Really?

Yeah.

Oh, honey, that is wonderful.

Wonderful.

You are a miracle worker.

How'd you do it?

It was touch and go, but we reached an agreement.

Wait, what agreement?

I'll be working for his company for a little while

to make things right.

Oh, Jess. I'm sorry.

No, no, no.

We'll find another solution.

Dad?

I don't want you near him.

Now that he's been so threatening and rude.

I don't want you to face that.

I have to, that's the deal.

But he is not--

Plus, I'm just going to be assisting

one of the executives.

Well, maybe you won't see him that much then.

It's a big company.

The hardest thing is that it's unpaid.

Unpaid?

How do we make that work?

No, this is too much.

It's the only way.

Look, I'll still work patrols at night, and we'll be fine.

It's a lot on you.

When are you going to sleep, then?

I'll be OK.

It's a good solution, given the situation.

All right.

I can't believe I got us into this mess.

I'm so, so sorry.

But you need to steer clear of Mason Flynn.

You won't believe how many of his employees hate him.

I'll do my best.

There was that daredevil phase he was in.

Still is, from what I hear.

Having a racing team is pretty good exposure.

Like you're modeling supposedly was.

My favorite was the clothing ad he did.

What was it, tracksuit and shorts combo?

Show some leg, Mason?

That was for the athletic clothing line launch.

And there's nothing wrong with some publicity

for my company, Duke. Pure and simple.

Kind of like your stint dating Molly Van Horn.

-Oh... -Tabloids loved that.

There it is.

Well, at least it made more news than your earnings,

or lack of.

If my son can't cut it in the corporate world,

he can always be a model, right?

Or with his following, a social media influencer?

Because that's cute.

Anyway, gentlemen, thank you for the meal and the company.

Stan, have a good night. Kurt.

Nice, dad.

You can't let a little friendly competition bother you.

You need thicker skin.

He's trying to steal proprietary technology.

-Don't let him. -You're not worried?

About Duke?

Duke Sinclair would be a fool to be

caught in corporate espionage.

That doesn't mean he didn't try.

When are you going to learn?

Any competitor, even Duke, is just another potential

business partner.

Kurt?

You're still good for racquetball?

See you Friday.

Typical.

He means well in his--

Own way?

Right.

It's good to see you.

[exciting music]

Rita, thanks.

Yeah.

Did you tell your father about the threats yet?

Nope.

He'll hear about the intruder in your office eventually.

I'm surprised he hasn't already.

How do you know he hasn't?

He would have said something.

You really think so.

I'd say there's a 60% chance he's already heard about it.

And if I'm right, he hasn't said anything

because nothing came of it.

No big deal.

But these threats are different.

They're just words.

He'll see it as weakness if we talk about it.

Or he'll somehow tie the threats

to me doing something wrong with my little sliver

of the Flynn empire.

I'd like to talk with his security team.

No.

Mason, a threat to you could be a threat to him.

But you work for me.

Leave it alone.

Besides, we've got little Ms. Detective

to help us now, right?

All right. Good night then.

Hi, my name is Jess O'Brien. I'm starting here--

Ms. O'Brien.

May I call you Jessica?

I go by Jess.

Mr. Pearce, right?

Just Pearce is fine.

Let's go grab a coffee.

OK.

Brooke Tremaine, Mason, and I are the only ones

who know about this arrangement with you.

I'd like to keep it that way,

except for some members of my security team who I'll inform.

Got it. Less people who know the better.

You didn't tell your father, did you?

No. No, I told him I would be working

for Mason as a way to make up for what he did, that's all.

It's fine.

How is this going to work?

I mean, Mr. Flynn's assistant is going to know something is up.

I was there yesterday under very different circumstances.

She'll be informed that Mason needs an additional assistant,

someone to help out, especially when he's out of the office.

OK.

And what dangers are you really anticipating?

Well, the odd and the unexpected.

Just feels like the charade's a little on the fringe.

Wondered why.

As Mason's head of security,

I've built up a capable team around him.

You're just another layer.

Brooke will meet you up on the executive floor.

She's what?

Mason's new assistant-- an additional one.

Why?

Mason thinks Jess will be a good help.

Oh, please.

Oh, no, it's not like--

Could you see that facilities sets

up a workstation for Ms. O'Brien out here

by Mason's office.

Of course.

Let's go.

Your meeting isn't until 10:00.

I have a stop to make on the way.

That's what you're wearing?

Good luck.

You look like a temp.

Excuse me?

Or a washed out Secret Service agent.

I don't have a lot of office clothes.

What's wrong with this?

It's cheap. It doesn't fit you well.

It has dust on the shoulders like it's

been forgotten on a hanger for years,

and it's generally just dull.

I didn't realize working for you would require me

to get a whole new wardrobe.

You might fit in better as an assistant in something

Elaine or Brooke would wear.

Dresses and skirts?

You can't look like a bodyguard or a former cop.

Why'd you quit, anyway?

I'll see what I can do tomorrow.

[light music]

This is Marco, one of my guys.

-Welcome to the team. -Thank you.

Hop in.

So where are we going?

To pick up a gift.

And there's a meeting?

For an acquisition.

It's a small potatoes industrial company,

but I like what they're doing.

Got it. What do you need me to do there?

Act assistant-like.

And if required, stop anyone who threatens him.

Physically.

I get verbal threats all the time.

That many people hate you?

What?

No.

It's business. It can be cutthroat.

Just sit there and take notes.

We're here. Shall I go inside?

No.

My assistant can get it.

Get what?

Good morning?

Hi, I'm here to pick up something for Mr. Mason Flynn.

And you are?

His... assistant.

I believe this is what he was looking for.

That's great.

Oh, right.

Don't you want to check it, make sure it's what you want?

It's fine.

Oh, who's it for, anyway, a girlfriend?

Jealous?

No.

And this last area is for manufacturing and shipping.

Volume's been going up steadily.

Great, how many production shifts do you have?

Around the clock.

Well, look, why don't we go to the conference room and talk.

OK.

Oh, would your security like something to drink

while he waits?

-No, thank you. -No?

This way then.

I confess, the idea of a buyout was

pretty out of the question at first.

But the more I think about it, I can see the wisdom.

It's a good addition for our manufacturing,

among other things.

Yeah, well, I was thinking about for me.

Not getting any younger.

She meets him once, and suddenly she has a job?

Practically my job.

Mason isn't the easiest guy to work for,

but he's never hired based on looks before.

Anyway, her, of all people, and with her father

being Gordon O'Brien.

He's back. Gotta go.

Get Jeffrey on the phone for me.

You're going to be OK here.

I need to check in with the building team.

Uh, sure.

Well, looks like your desk is set up.

I need to go. I'll talk to you later.

Why are the head of security and the COO

getting you settled in?

Is that unusual.

Yes.

I don't know, maybe Mr. Flynn asked them to.

Take these down to accounting.

Give them to Ryan, and make 20 copies of the file on here.

Um, how am I supposed to print out the file.

I don't have a computer yet.

You can print it from the copier.

Really?

With just this thing?

Certainly not hired for your brains, are you?

Um, could you please tell me where I can find the copier

and floor for accounting?

Around the corner by the break room.

Accounting is on the 11th floor.

Thank you.

Go on.

[soft tense music]

Oh, excuse me.

Can you tell me where I can find Ryan?

-Which one? -The one in accounting?

Well, yeah, there are three, though.

All right.

[curious music]

Oh, good.

Great, now what?

OK.

No wait.

No, no, no, no, no, no.

Collate. Oh, no, no, no.

All right, whatever, I'll just put it together after.

For a 30-page document.

Great.

[soft dramatic music]

Hey, Pearce.

We got another one. -Really?

Yeah.

Show me.

Anything from the initial scans?

No chemicals or explosives.

OK.

[suspenseful music]

[knocking on door]

Come in.

[knocking on door]

Come in.

-Hi. -Oh, you're still here?

Yeah, I couldn't find Pearce, so I was just

wondering if you needed me for anything

or if I could head home.

-It's fine. -OK.

On your way out, tell Marco I'm ready to go.

OK.

-Have a good night. -Mmm hmmm.

Hey, Marco, Mr. Flynn is leaving

and asked me to let you know.

OK.

Pearce wants you to ride along.

Really?

I can drop you at home or bring you back after.

All right.

We'll stop by Christine's.

Yes, sir.

In a rush?

It's been a long day.

Real tough sitting around all day, is it?

I have more paper cuts than I can count on my fingers

after collating 600 pages.

You know the copy machines do that right?

Yes, if you press the right button in time.

Elaine seems to be making sure I stay busy.

Nice of her.

It's a distraction.

No, it's your cover.

It's taking me away from you.

Oh, can't stand to be apart from me already?

[soft tense music]

Who's Christine?

The birthday girl.

-Wait here. -But I--

I'll be quick.

The only threat here is one to my sanity.

Mason?

Answering the door yourself?

I figured it would be you.

For me?

Happy birthday, Mom.

Oh, it's beautiful.

Thank you.

I'll add it to my collection.

Yeah, you don't have to wear it.

Who's that?

She's my assistant.

She's pretty.

Hadn't noticed.

Do you want to invite her in for a drink,

introduce her to your dear mother properly?

No, because she's my assistant, and I gotta go.

Your father's here.

Want to say hello?

Nope. Night, Mom.

Good night.

She's your mother.

Astute observation.

Well, I just thought--

You thought I was going to a girlfriend's.

I was just surprised.

That I have a mother?

No. That--

It was a nice gesture.

And that surprised you?

Well, yeah.

Let me set you straight about a few things here.

My mother expects a gift for her birthday

and just about any other occasion.

Never mind that she's richer than me

or can buy whatever she wants.

It's for the thrill or whatever,

or maybe she appreciates the feeling it gives her,

like, she matters to someone.

I don't really care.

I've just learned to buy her something

so I don't get guilted about disappointing her.

OK.

And the watch, I get her one of those for every occasion.

I gave up trying to surprise her with this little ritual.

So I told her it's so she can have her own collection,

or one for every day, eventually.

And it worked.

So now she's happy and I'm not miserable.

Still a nice gesture?

I'm just trying to get to know you better.

Why?

Well, just because, you know--

Oh, so you'll actually want to save me, if needed?

That's comforting.

[soft tense music]

There's security here. They'll take care of him.

Oh. Good.

Congratulations.

You survived your first day.

Oh, good. There you are.

Are you just getting off work?

Yeah, I gotta go back out for patrols.

Oh, let me warm up something for you.

We have those hearty frozen meals.

Oh, it's fine.

What are you working on?

Oh, it's my resume.

I've been looking for jobs.

I figure it's a fresh start, right?

So I've expanded to things I've always wanted to do, too.

National park ranger?

I know, it's kind of out there, but it's a job, right?

Yep.

I'm glad you're excited, I guess.

Do you remember the last time I was excited about work?

Will you go over my resume?

But not now, I'm still working on it.

Sure, anytime.

Great.

[piano music]

[phone dings]

Six months to go.

Yeah, that route works.

OK, thanks.

-Thank you. -Yeah.

Good morning?

Morning.

Hey, I was wondering if I could get

a tour of the building, maybe know

what your contingency plans are,

evacuation routes, that type of thing.

That's right.

Good idea.

Oh, later is fine.

I just thought it would help me be better prepared.

No, now's good.

Come on.

Well, how was your first day?

Busy.

Really?

I thought you'd be bored.

Not when you're playing the assistant role.

I'm not really sure what Mason's expecting,

or you, for that matter.

What do you mean?

Well, when do you want me around, normal business hours?

Certain shifts, like your guys, on call?

I'm sorry.

We haven't been very clear.

And I'm figuring this out, too.

I'm not complaining.

I agreed to this, and I mean it.

It would just help me so I can be ready.

Of course.

I would plan on mostly business hours,

but subject to his schedule, probably 10 to 12 hours a day.

And as I hear about his evening engagements,

you may be needed there as well.

OK.

I know it's a lot.

It's fine.

A bit of an adjustment to juggle some things, but...

I never thanked you.

What for?

Well, this was all your idea.

And I'm pretty sure it was you who

convinced him to not press charges against my dad,

so thank you.

You're welcome.

Any other specific plans I should know about for today?

Nothing yet.

Elaine will have the latest, she knows to alert security

about Mason's schedule. -OK.

You're late.

You can't be shirking your work and expect me to cover for you.

Sorry.

Ms. O'Brien was getting her security credentials and

access card for the building.

Oh.

Will you make sure she's copied

on Mason's daily schedule?

Yes, of course.

Thank you.

See you later. -Thanks.

Mason needs a fresh coffee.

His favorite is around the corner.

Write this down.

Right.

Elaine Is becoming a problem.

What are you talking about?

She seems to think Jess is her assistant.

There's bound to be some adjustment.

Every menial task she gives Jess takes

away a layer of your security.

Fine, I'll talk to her.

She's also been talking to other employees about Gordon

and Jess being his daughter.

Yeah, it'll bring up more questions about her.

I'll handle it.

If you prefer, I can speak with her

or ask Brooke to do it.

No, it's OK.

Elaine will stop if she hears it from me.

Derek told me about the latest note.

He did.

He thought you'd already told me.

Why didn't you?

Because it's mostly the same as the others.

I don't have anything new to go on.

Except for the rat tail.

Does that make it six letters now?

Yes.

You can always involve the police.

Are you saying that because of Jess?

No, we can have an official investigation started.

You have contacts who can do just as much as the police.

Besides, I don't want this getting out.

All right, then.

Can I see it?

[soft dramatic music]

That ad campaign has continued to give me grief.

OK, I have a lot to do.

Maybe next time, get a burger.

I needed something fast.

You got a job interview or something?

I actually started a different job.

Oh, no, kidding.

What is it?

Security of sorts.

Private sector. -Nice.

Does it pay good?

Oh, not at all.

But it's worth it.

Hmm. Well, good for you.

I hope you're happy with it.

I'm still figuring it out.

Oh, guess who got saddled with a new partner?

Yeah, he's been on the force for two years,

and already he's made detective.

He thinks he knows everything.

Oh, come on, it'll be good for you.

I'm not a babysitter, Jess.

Everyone needs a mentor.

[laughs] Mentor, please.

I'm a bad influence.

Compared to me, sure but-- otherwise, you're not so bad.

You didn't have to leave, you know?

Yeah, I did.

You had options. You could have transferred,

You could have talked to--

Tricia, it's done.

Oh, I gotta go.

Maybe next time get something that tastes good.

-Fried, you mean? -Yeah.

You gotta keep your energy up.

Yes, mother.

Where is she?

Long lunch break.

It's after 3:00.

If you wanted another assistant,

I could have suggested someone, someone better-suited.

Elaine, I know this came out of the blue hiring her,

but she is not replacing you.

It's your decision, whoever you decide to bring on.

It might not make sense, but she's here to work for me.

Me, not you.

If you feel you need additional help or the workload

is too hard, we'll figure that out.

All right.

I'd appreciate it, too, if you stop

talking about Gordon O'Brien.

It's not good for the company or me, OK?

Understood.

Jess, there you are.

Hey, Brooke. Do you need anything?

I left something for you on your desk.

You did?

Just some clothes I don't need anymore.

I thought it would help you blend in.

You didn't have to do that.

Style around here is expensive,

and I know how hard it can be to keep up.

I wasn't always an executive.

Thank you so much.

That is so nice of you.

It's my pleasure.

[light music]

There you are.

About time you're back.

I was gone for 20 minutes.

Mason, I need your signature.

Derek.

Pearce told me about you. -Oh, nice to meet you. Jess.

[phone buzzing]

Are we going somewhere?

Westbury's, I have a meeting.

Oh, OK.

[light piano music]

Elizabeth?

Darling, I've missed you.

Who's this?

This is Jessica, my assistant.

-Hello? -Hey, Jess.

Why don't you order something for you and my bodyguard?

Sure.

You've been traveling a lot lately.

Oh, it's been one thing after another--

London, Paris, Tokyo, Madrid, but I'm on a break now.

That's nice.

We should get away, someplace quiet.

You can stretch your legs, or do one of those death

defying stunts that you love.

Hmm.

Sydney maybe?

Sydney?

Or Ibiza? Oh, I love that place.

I'm sure you do.

That's where you went with that soccer player.

Oh, him?

Yes, friend of a friend.

I think it's a bit more than that.

Mason, it's nothing.

I don't really care what it is.

You're not my problem anymore.

What?

We're done.

Let's talk about this.

There is nothing that will change my mind.

So.

Jess?

Who is she, really?

My assistant.

Don't lie to me.

You're one to talk.

So, what's going on? Who is she?

His girlfriend.

Oh.

Possessive type?

Seems like it.

[light tense music]

Is she glaring at me or at you?

Definitely you.

He's using me to make her jealous, isn't he?

Yeah, it looks that way.

Unbelievable.

[phone buzzing]

Is this your revenge?

Some second-rate arm candy you pretend is your assistant?

Whoever she is, is none of your business.

If it involves you, it is my business.

Elizabeth, Darling, what part of we're done

aren't you getting?

Goodbye.

That went well.

What?

I don't appreciate you doing that.

Doing what?

Using my presence to make her think you

have a girlfriend on the side.

Well, as of now, I don't have a girlfriend

on the side or anywhere else.

Hey, Derek, skip the office.

Take me home instead.

Yes, sir.

[engine revving]

You know what people are thinking.

Why else would your girlfriend be

glaring at me the entire time we were in there?

Ex-girlfriend, and don't let her bother you.

I'm not here for your amusement.

No, you're here to save your father from jail.

We agreed that I would act as your assistant,

not your pretend paramour.

I haven't said you're anything but my assistant.

Stop pretending you didn't use me back there

to make her jealous.

I can't be held responsible for other people's assumptions.

You can't play with people like that.

I have to put up with you because you have me cornered.

But do not damage my reputation by giving

people the impression I'd ever date someone like you.

If that's how you feel, the deal is off.

I hope your father thinks your reputation is worth it.

Derek, pullover, she's getting out.

We're pulling up to your house right now, Sir.

[engine revving]

You know what?

What?

Part of me knew you would do this.

Go back on your word.

Derek, tell Pearce his idea failed.

-You OK? -Yeah.

Let's just go.

[suspenseful music]

Hey, hang on.

What is it?

[suspenseful music]

The window.

Inside now, lock everything down!

[quick tense music]

Where's Mason?

Oh, he said he was going to change.

Mason, stop!

-What are you doing? -Get back.

Are you insane!

Stay behind me!

[intense music]

[dramatic musical sting]

[theme music]