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Our son, Jack, had been offered an undercover assignment for life.

This is his.

I didn't come back to work because I was running from what happened. I came back

because I didn't want to be alone. I want a partner who gives me the benefit

of the doubt. I could give you an ex-husband.

Do you remember when former President Barnes got shot at a few years ago? I

was specifically told not to talk to you about this stuff.

Trip for Mike, Emily, red eye.

Oh, sorry. Well, they usually label them or attempt to.

Mine's a red eye.

Oh, big day ahead.

This one is definitely yours.

How do you know?

It's weaker.

Oh. Oh, that wasn't a character assessment.

Well, that only matters if you're a good judge of character.

I don't think I made a mistake pretending to confuse our drinks so I

could say hi to you.

I am having one of those mornings where attractive women just hurl themselves at

me. And yet you're still magically free to have this conversation.

You don't know what I'm doing with my hands.

Are you trying to make me jealous because I canceled on you last night?

Only if it's working.

I can make it up to you tonight.

Barnes is in town. I'll be done at 8. Your girlfriends won't mind?

No, don't worry about them. I'll do whatever I say.

That's too bad. I was looking for someone to do what I say.

Have fun with Barnes.

Stevens, what are you doing here?

Oh, I'm in your way again. No, you're not.

But that ring definitely is.

Oh, well.

Um, I'll see you around.

You want us to relocate your witness? We just did this.

Why would a lead witness for the prosecution in an impending trial blow

his cover twice? He's putting his own life in danger.

I've been working with him for a while.

He's not the brightest bulb in the box.

My theory is that he's lonely, so he's telling anyone who'll listen that he's a

whistleblower for attention.

I can't keep moving him without being sure he's the one blowing his own cover.

We need outside verification.

Call in the FBI.

You're gawking.

In my experience, when a man gawks, he either wants your number or to offer

unsolicited advice.

If I may. There we have it, folks.

Your boot's untied.

And if you want a tighter grouping, more weight on your left leg.

I was actually going for a loose group.

And my advice, turn that focus on yourself.

Natural deodorant is not a safe bet in our line of work.

Hollingsworth.

No, I'm not on a case right now. Why?

You've made some changes.

Not enough if you ask me. The cafeteria still has frank and bean Fridays.

This way, sir.

I know my way around. Stop acting like I'm an old man.

You are an old man, sir.

Dolores, hello.

Mr. President.

Just Mr. Barnes now, Dolores.

I'm a citizen like anyone else.

I just made Dolores' day.

That was Marjorie, sir. Doesn't matter.

She's thrilled.

That touch of the common man is why they're giving me a library.

All former presidents get libraries.

Yes, but mine's bigger.

Stick around.

I have a surprise.

The boys are here!

Wouldn't miss a chance to see you. Oh, this is great.

There you are.

Good to see you both.

Six years ago, during a campaign stop in New York, an unhinged man tried to kill

me. I'm only alive thanks to God and to you.

That's why I wanted to come here directly to share that when it opens, I

will be dedicating a wing of my library to the men and women of the Secret

Service.

Dad, he's happy. He's faking it.

Not even two months ago, he was still chasing his wild theories about the

assassination attempt.

Maybe he found peace in this last month, finally moved on.

And no one has done more to keep me safe than Mike Hollingsworth. Come on up, Big

Mike.

At the library opening, in front of the world, I want you, Mike, to give a

speech. Share the story of your remarkable bravery on the day you saved

my life so the world can see what a hero looks like.

Surprised? Yeah.

He's not happy.

Not even a little.

The crane was just sitting there at your house?

Yes. It's a warning.

He wants you to stop looking for him, or he's toying with you, like Berkowitz or

the Zodiac Killer, which means you're getting close.

There's something else. I live in Seattle.

The list of people who know I'm on assignment up here is minuscule.

I'm in unlisted government housing, so how did this guy get my address?

He followed you? And my apartment number?

You'd think there's a mole.

Or the killer works in government, somewhere with access.

Marshall Stevens.

How much have they told you?

William Casale is the star witness in the DOJ's embezzlement case against the

CEO of Rocket Tires.

Embezzlement's too nice a word.

Guy drained hundreds of pensions. Employees of 20 years wound up homeless.

Casale is the guy who can fix that.

If he can stay quiet.

You think he blew his own cover?

The first location, a fire broke out while he was asleep.

This last location, a car tried to run us over.

No chance they were both accidents?

It's my job to assume the worst.

that the CEO is trying to kill Casale so he can't testify next week, which would

level the prosecution's case.

Per division, they want you to go undercover to find out just how

indiscreet my witness is being.

Alias details on that folder.

You'll be newlyweds from Vermont.

Yeah, I don't have a partner.

You do now.

Meet your husband.

Oh, come on. I did not sign up for a reality show. I'm one of the best agents

in the Bureau. I said no best agent ever.

I'm going to tell Division that I don't think this job needs two agents on it.

I'm sure I can get this guy to open up on my own. Not with that level of

hostility, you won't. You sound like a real married couple already.

Wheels up in 20.

Hey.

Hey.

Uh, thanks for being there today, guys. Are you going to give the speech?

No, I'm not, and you know why.

Dad, it's not about one day. It's about your entire service.

Can you focus on that?

No, not when an innocent man was blamed and killed by us. I can't. You don't

even know if that's true. That's a hunch that you've had. But I believe it. It's

one thing to feel something privately, but how can I stand up there and be

applauded for what I consider to be a gross miscarriage of justice?

Why do you let me and Russ take a crack at it? Prove you wrong. You're not going

to find anything that I haven't. Then let us prove that's because there's

nothing to find. This poisoned my career. Do you think I want that for

you? Leave it be.

What are you going to tell Barnes? The same thing that I'm going to tell the

president.

I can't live with this uncertainty anymore.

Or the guilt of what I believe I allowed to happen.

Is he saying... Yeah, 30 years thrown away like that.

Unless we prove there's no conspiracy, no cover-up, Dad's gonna resign.

I assume this is your first time undercover.

Based on that sentence construction, I assume it's not yours.

I promise not to mansplain. It's just we don't have a lot of time to rehearse.

You know, usually you get weeks to perfect a cover, and sometimes you get

hours, so I want to help.

Oh, don't worry. I've perfected mine. Her name is Laura, and she stabbed her

first husband with a knife for offering her unsolicited advice.

Dark Web Syndicate?

Albanian mafia, eco-terrorists, I've hidden in plain sight with them all.

And the fastest way to get someone to open up is to know your own cover inside

and out.

You gotta open up to them first.

Look, I know what I'm doing.

I was brought on to this case because I can handle what comes at me. I'm Laura,

you're Aaron, we've been married a year.

Beyond that, I will use instinct to decide what happens next and the time I

just saved to learn about our mark.

William Casale.

was the oldest middle manager at his company. That tells me he felt passed

over. He is the middle child who's been divorced with no girlfriend since. That

tells me he craves attention on two counts.

He has a shellfish allergy, a point of contact with which to start a

conversation.

I don't think.

I don't fish.

But my last cover did, so I learned.

It says in the dossier Lauren knows how to bake. Well, then you should door dash

and kick because, and to prove my point, this file can say whatever it wants, but

what it cannot do is download how to bake into my brain.

The closer my cover is to Claire, the more convincing I'll be.

Why are you fighting me? Because they should have sent me in alone.

You know, maybe they still can.

New neighbor alert!

It's him!

New neighbor alert! Labor alert. Hi. I live just right across the street there.

I'm Ben.

Dan.

Dan. Dan, it's so nice to meet you. I'm Laura. And Aaron. Dude, you came at the

right time. My wife was just about to bake you a welcome cake. Hi.

Well, if it doesn't have shrimp in it, I'll eat it.

Go on in.

Hi, I can do.

Coroner's report for Hoyt Sutcliffe, the shooter.

Do I want to know how you have this? Dad thought it might prove they got the

wrong man, so he asked me to break some rules and pull it last month, then

changed his mind.

What was he hoping was in here?

Sutcliffe had been one of Barnes' quarterlies.

Having visited him over the years and noting the condition of his health,

Dad's theory was that Sutcliffe couldn't pull a trigger because of inflammation

in his joints from recurrent gout.

Well, I'm not a medical examiner, Micah.

Neurovascular cuffing.

Okay, that's inflammation.

Hyperuricemia.

Abnormally high uric acid in the blood. That's gout.

Was Dad right?

How did no one find this before? 37 witnesses saw Sutcliffe with the gun,

then he was shot and killed instantly.

No one saw this file because it wasn't necessary to review.

Why would anyone care what an assassin's chronic health issues were after he'd

been ID'd and killed?

Dad did.

I'm calling him.

Wait. His levels were high.

List of meds in his system, including indomethacin.

Okay, so?

It's prescribed for gout flare-ups. It would make him pain-free.

He could have fired the gun.

So this proves that Dad was wrong, right?

Either way, it's a win. This win's better because the right guy went down.

How is it a win telling a man who's made a career out of his instincts that his

instincts are wrong? Because there's no conspiracy.

Dad doesn't have to resign.

Everyone in this task force is an incredibly venerated agent with a strong

career behind them.

It would be hard to believe any of them could be a killer or aiding one. And if

they were, what would they want hiding out here?

Everyone I've looked into has an alibi for at least one of the murders. So

unless they're all working together and you're in some serial killer version of

the Truman Show, there's no leak here. Maybe the killer's just good at what

they do.

Maybe they traced my phone or hacked the IP address of my Netflix account. I

don't know. Well, if they wanted to kill you, you'd be dead.

And if they don't want to kill me yet.

You wanted a suite for electronic surveillance?

The text here.

Let me guess, now the First Lady's throwing herself at you.

I saw Barnes.

He wants me to give a speech at the opening of his library about what a hero

I am.

I know how you feel about that day. You can turn it down respectfully.

I plan on doing more than that.

Don't act rashly. Mike, let me talk you out of it over dinner.

I gotta go. I'll see you tonight.

Micah, my mind is made up. I can change it.

What is this?

That's what you requested from Russ.

Your whole theory was that Hoyt couldn't have fired because of his gout.

He was medicated out of his mind that morning. No pain, no swelling.

He could have done it. He did it.

No second shooter, no cover-up.

You did your duty. You protected Barnes, and the right man went down. It's over.

I told you not to look into this.

You did.

You okay?

Yeah.

Sometimes you hang on to something for so long, you're not sure who you are

without it.

You're the guy that was finally right to let it go.

Give the speech.

You've never gone fly fishing?

Man, we gotta go. It is incredible.

I'm not really an outdoorsy guy.

I do like rollerblading.

Fly fishing is more about peace and quiet than the outdoors.

I think Daniel's trying to say it isn't for him.

Laura, how's that pie looking?

Did you check on it?

Nope.

There's this incredible movie called A River Runs Through It with Brad Pitt.

I'm going to show you a clip.

Honey, do you know where I left my iPad?

Excuse me.

What are you trying to do, bore him to death? I'm trying to build a confession

scenario with him. We go fishing, I get him alone for hours.

It's a lot of time to talk. He's not going fishing with you.

I am so sorry. My husband just loves fishing so much.

At least he has a passion.

Wish I had one.

Well, you must be passionate about something.

I can tell.

What is it?

You'll laugh.

I'm seriously into Leonard Cohen.

Like, I think we should be naming streets after him. Get out. I love

Leonard Cohen. Have you ever seen him in person? I did, right before he died.

Where?

Oh, gosh.

I can't remember.

He wasn't famous until he was almost 50.

He spent more than half his life with so much to say, and nobody had really heard

it yet.

Leonard makes me feel like I could be more, you know? Like, maybe I have a

passion or a skill or just unique knowledge about something that if only

people knew.

Yeah, I've felt that way my whole life.

And then the one day that I found something... You found it.

I'm not gonna make you watch the whole movie, but it did win an Oscar. You know

what? I really need to get going.

Mm-hmm.

Come on, just one clip. We'll see you soon.

Nice to meet you both.

He was just about to spill before you interrupted us.

Interrupt? I didn't interrupt. I rejoined.

We're working this together, remember that? We're not working it at all, since

he clearly got weirded out by you pressuring him to watch Brad Pitt clips

on YouTube. This isn't music video night at your gay bestie's house, okay?

Your pie's done.

Oh, my God.

Why'd you text me to come here? I was with Dad.

I took that report to a friend of mine. An M.E. wanted a real set of eyes before

we said a word to Dad.

About that? The gout meds.

They're listed in his blood work, but the panel that detects them has to be

specifically ordered.

It's not anywhere in this report. It was never run.

How'd they know the meds were in his system?

Exactly. They didn't.

Someone wanted to make it look like Sutcliffe could have fired a gun.

It was a cover-up. Dad might have been right all along.

Why couldn't you just call me?

Micah, what did you do?

Hi. Hi.

Nice to meet you.

I'm a cousin of Dan's from across the street.

Yeah, you don't have to pretend, Stevens. I'm pretty sure we weirded out

Daniel so much that our goal is now unachievable.

Not going well? I hate being married.

You and my first wife have that in common.

It's hard what we do. Yeah, my mom always says it's impossible to protect

the world and also each other Everyone makes a choice. I heard that probably

from your mom What are you doing I was just introducing myself

to your neighbor shouldn't be outside though, you know the risks I got a

pounding headache Yeah, I thought that maybe the fresh air would do me some

good

What the hell just happened?

Somebody took a shot at Casali, and we just blew our cover.

We have to tell him.

Tell him what?

An hour ago, I got him to put down a burden he's carried for six years. I'm

not handing it back. A federal autopsy was doctored.

Results from a test never ordered are included.

Yeah, but who's willing to listen?

Nobody listened to Dad before. Why would they now?

Now we have proof of a cover-up.

That's all we have.

And whoever made that ME fake the report could still be in power. It'd be easy

for them to say a coroner forgot to log a test.

A good lawyer calls a missing lab test a clerical error. But it's not an error.

It's too coincidental to have a missing test that covers up the one thing Dad's

hunch has been based on. We tell Dad, he walks into that speech screen and cover

up over a test nobody ran. Best case, he's back to resigning. Worst case,

whoever buried this the first time buries him.

Makes him the lunatic instead of the hero.

We find a smoking gun.

A doctored report proves somebody lied, not who, why, or who pulled the real

trigger. Then we find the actual gun.

Hoyt Sutcliffe had it on him when he died.

If he's innocent, somebody put it on him, and that somebody also fired it.

We need to review any footage captured from that day, but I'm sure it's

classified.

How do we get it?

It doesn't add up. Will Casale just moved in. He hasn't had time to blow his

cover, and yet there's already been another attempt on his life. How could

the CEO he's about to put away know where he is that fast?

You saw the gunman here?

You'd have to be a marksman to make that shot.

Assume it was a professional hit hired by the CEO?

The first was fire, second was a car. If you're gonna use a gun, you go gun. You

don't wait.

You check on your witness, I'll finish up here.

We already looked it over.

Snap twigs, litter, bunch of kids' toys.

No prints.

What is it?

I don't think someone was after your witness. I think they were after my

deputy marshal.

Stevens! Yeah.

Gonna need you to come with me.

Yes, ma'am.

Hello. We need to meet.

I'm so glad you accepted.

A bit early for that, sir?

It's a thank you for coming around.

I knew you never let go of your suspicion.

I hoped you wouldn't let it get in the way of a commendation as big as this.

To be honest, sir, I was going to do more than decline.

Up until today, I was certain that we had killed the wrong man. I chased it

for over half a decade, but this morning, I set it down.

The boys proved me wrong.

I've never been so happy to lose an argument.

Then it's settled.

Take this home and drink to the peace that comes when you finally know the

answer.

You're acting like you're waiting for a date.

Unlike you, I like to be presentable. Yeah, there's presentable and there's

molded out of plastic.

I'm about to request a favor that may be a crime from a guy I haven't seen since

my last tour. I don't know if we're still close enough for me to ask or if

we were just war buddies.

I need to not be nervous.

Okay, come here.

Man.

Man.

Am I surprised you've heard from you?

Oh, uh, this is my brother. Hey.

Brandon Hayes, NSA.

My colleagues were seeking service. Pleasure.

When you called, I thought you were going to ask me to go to Old Ebbets to

reminisce.

What's with the cloak and dagger?

We're investigating the attempted assassination of former President

Barnes. I'm assuming your agency has a file of any surveillance from that day.

No comment.

Okay, we need it.

All of it.

I know it's a big ask.

Is this a joke?

Sorry, is my brother known for joking?

I was actually considered quite the comedian. Why do you need it?

I can't tell you.

That's why it's a favor. You know, the favor is me not reporting you for

asking.

Never call me again.

I

don't

understand why you're still here.

Does the FBI usually run stings on cooperating witnesses?

It's not personal, Mr. Casale. But your cover keeps getting blown. We need to

know why.

And you thought it was me?

I am the last person who would say anything.

Do you even like Leonard Cohen?

Yes, actually. That part was real.

Why is this addressed to your last alias?

I left my rollerblades in my old place. I had my neighbor forward them to me.

You did blow your cover. Of course not.

Carrie is a lovely cat lady with a yadro obsession.

She would never rat me to my former boss. The box, Will.

They tracked the box.

Are you okay?

I have a headache.

No, I feel good.

Actually, I don't either.

No blinking light.

The carbon monoxide detector isn't on.

The wire's been cut.

It's been sabotaged.

Out.

Now. Another minute, we could all be dead.

So that's why I've had a headache?

You are lucky you've been in and out so much today.

Carbon monoxide can kill in as little as five minutes.

You're safe here, I promise. Don't promise him that.

Hollingsworth? Yeah, can you tell Supervisor Esperanto we need an

extraction out here? Our location's been compromised.

I don't understand.

I thought you said they wanted Stevens dead, not me.

Yeah, different people seem to want him dead. I know it's confusing. We're still

trying to figure it out. But I bet your boss wants you dead.

Don't freak him out, Hollingsworth. He needs to be freaked out. He's a federal

witness. He has to understand that his life is in danger.

While you were busy creating your character, I was reading his file. Do

you have any idea why he's being hit out here?

Not because he stood up and did the right thing, but because he tried to

blackmail his boss with the info once he found it. And instead of paying up, his

boss threatened to kill him right then and there. So Will turned on him. He

went to the DOJ and he asked for a deal. This guy is no hero. He's just in it for

himself. I don't care about his principal's hauling's worth. Our job is

to figure out if he's been talking too much.

The case, that's the DOJ's job. Well, unlike you, I like to know everything

I'm walking into.

Well, maybe if you hadn't walked in as you, we would have figured it out before

two people almost got killed. Well, maybe if you didn't spend so much time

arguing with me, then I would have seen that coming.

Damn it!

I'm starting to see triple.

That's because this is footage from everything.

Security, surveillance, civilian social media.

Almost 10,000 images, and only one of them has to show a man nobody believes

exists. Yeah, well, they're blurry as hell, and we're running out of time.

That speech is, what, 12 hours out? I still haven't even seen Hoyt Sutcliffe

yet. Somewhere in here is the second before that trigger got pulled.

Wait.

Look at the time code.

That's just before the shot.

Ross, that's mush. It looks like a Rorschach test. These photos are

useless. That was before AI.

AI, really?

Everyone hates AI until you need it. I won't hold up in the court of law,

but... Is that Sutcliffe?

Hey, look next to him.

There's a guy with gloves.

It was summer, hot, even with the rain, so why is this guy wearing leather

gloves?

Keep scrolling.

We never get his face.

Wait, there.

That's Hoyt Sutcliffe holding the gun. No, that's not his hand. Look.

Look at the glove.

Oh, my God.

Dad was right. Sutcliffe isn't the shooter.

Which means the real shooter's still out there.

Now we just gotta figure out who the hell he is before Dad gives that speech.

Hey, I can't talk right now. I'm on a case, sort of. Sort of? Do we still have

plans? Something came up, and I don't know how or when it might resolve

itself. Well, I'm happy to wait. I'm happy about a lot of things, actually,

and I want to tell you about it. Can I call you back? I just got to where I'm

going, and I need to figure some stuff out.

Now Claire's calling. I gotta go.

Claire? We lost the witness.

You just what? Give us an hour and I will update you. I just didn't want you

hearing it from anybody but me.

Jane, are you talking? Sorry, I'm here.

Jane?

I looked everywhere.

I did too.

Can you think for a second?

What did you think was going to happen? He's in here.

We're not the only ones who found him.

That's a CEO.

God.

Do you have any idea why someone would want you dead?

If I did, you think I'd have agreed to babysit that witness?

Ever seen one of these before?

Sure. I mean, in junior high art class, I guess.

What does that have to do with anything?

We believe you're the target of a serial killer killing government agents.

We haven't been able to identify a link between... And you think that I'm next?

All I was doing was working a case, man.

Wait, say that again.

I was working the case.

Haven't done anything but that in a month. We just found his modus operandi.

He only kills agents when they're on active duty, on cases, so no one can

figure it out.

ATF Agent Ryder.

accidental drowning while waiting to raid a ship full of illegal arms.

DEA agent Wolf, killed in a drive-by shooting meant to look like the dealer

she was undercover with had found her out.

Libby Farrell, my marshal, apparently shot by the cartel she'd gotten caught

up with.

And tonight, if my daughter hadn't been there, it would have appeared that

Stephens was simply killed by the hitman hired to kill his protectee. But why

these specific agents?

And if it was meant to look like they were killed by different people, why

leave a calling card?

What if the cranes weren't meant for us to find?

Each one was far enough from the body so as not to be easily found. You didn't

even know about them until I pointed them out.

Logan's was close.

Yeah, it's not all clicking yet. But Libby's and the other agents, they were

almost out of sight.

Libby Farrell?

Marshal Libby Farrell? I thought she was killed by a cartel.

How did you know Libby? Did you work together?

Not exactly.

What do you mean not exactly?

I think I should ask to speak to a lawyer now.

Should ask or need to ask?

How do you know Libby Farrell?

Are you charging me with something?

If not, I'd like to go.

Walk out that door and we'll find a way to come down on you like a ton of

bricks. Work with us and we'll do our best to protect you.

I didn't know her well.

We did an assignment together.

You were just supposed to die already.

And now I have to do this myself.

You're going to write a note, and you're going to shoot yourself, and it's going

to look like the pressure this got to you.

No one will believe this.

I don't even live in this house.

You're pulling the trigger out back in the woods.

Dan, you here?

So sorry we're late.

It's her fault.

Who is that? My neighbors.

Who live here.

Get rid of them, or I'll kill them too.

You didn't say you're bringing a friend for dinner.

Oh, my bad.

This is my friend.

Tyrone.

Tyrone.

Kaplan.

I'm Laura.

That's Aaron.

Hon, don't annoy the man.

Some people don't like to be touched. Don't speak for the man, sweetie. He can

speak for himself.

So you want to start an argument now? I'm not the one starting it, dear.

Tire treads in the alley.

Jumped down off the roof.

Knew how to get in and out quickly.

And yet this was improvised. He wanted to kill him at the house, not here.

They're not going to find any prints up there. You know that.

You should go home.

I didn't even want to invite him for dinner. He just moved in. Why are we

always the welcome wagon? Because I am sick of eating dinner alone with you,

okay? Are you happy? I am sick of being married to you. I am sick of sleeping

next to you night after night and smelling your cheap body spray.

If you had just listened, I wouldn't have to do this.

Tyler Petiti, you're under arrest for attempted murder.

And this time you'll have two federal agents as prosecution's star witnesses.

You were right about the tighter grouping.

And you don't smell half bad.

Mike, what are you doing here?

Well, since we made plans, I figured you'd come home sooner or later.

I had a terrible day.

Well, let me help you with that.

Can we do this tomorrow?

No, we can't, because tomorrow I am giving a speech, because you were right.

It's done. The boys laid it out for me in black and white, and it is such a

weight off my shoulders... Mike. ...it made me realize I don't want to sneak

around anymore.

We've been doing this for a while now. You're not with Terry, and I'm never

really with anyone. I watched one of my deputy marshals get killed tonight,

right in front of me.

Are you okay? Which is what I mean when I say, can we do this tomorrow?

Why won't you let me help you?

I don't need help.

You used to want it.

When something bad happens to me, I call you.

When something good happens, something funny, you're who I want to share it

with. I don't ask you to do that. I want to, and you let me. It's great.

We talk, we laugh, we make love.

And I'm still not the person you call when something happens to you. I don't

call anybody.

Mike, what we have, it's fun. It's easy.

Yeah, we've been married for over 30 years.

Well, we shouldn't be, and if it were up to me, we would go through with it, but

I don't.

For you.

This isn't about Jack. Everything is about Jack.

Those cranes.

It's like seeing his ghost, and it's a reminder of the one thing that you

refuse to talk about, which is that you let him go.

It's what he wanted. He asked our permission to go undercover for life and

possibly die doing it.

If you had said no, he wouldn't have done it.

He was willing to risk his life for his country just like us.

Please, stop blaming me for honoring a decision he made.

You're a wonderful man.

Barnes is right, a hero.

But I will never forgive you.

I'm not your wife anymore. Please understand that.

Michael, look, that's him.

Let's get index image search.

Damn it.

Wait, see that cord?

Hmm. VIP credentials.

I have the service logs. Let's see if we can match a face.

Oh, good.

121 VIPs.

Let's start from the top, man.

Abramovich? No.

Adair? No.

Agbayani? No. Aguila? No.

No. No.

No. Wait. What is it?

Sam Antosca.

We got him?

The man who tried to assassinate President Barnes.

And he's still out there walking free.

Oh.

What's wrong?

The log also says who in the Secret Service signed off on Antosca's

credentials.

Dad let in the guy who tried to kill the president.

Oh, hey.

I heard you got your stuff last night.

I still wanted to say bye.

It's the least I could do after signing the divorce papers and all.

You were right.

I couldn't have done this by myself.

Yeah, I've only known you a few days, but something tells me you could have.

i couldn't have i have this thing where i get so focused that i can't see

outside of myself it's genetic and annoying i used to have a boyfriend who

kind of helped take the burden off of me but he's uh gone and um yeah i guess i

forgot i can rely on somebody i'm not related to you can rely on me anytime i

didn't i don't mean like i i meant if you ever need a partner

You know where to find me.

I actually don't.

Huh.

I'll have to find you then.

right this time.

Fancy suit.

I got a thing.

Less jewelry than I remember.

Yeah.

It was time.

Enjoy your day, Emily.

Oh, Mike.

Okay, Mike.

his pawns.

Let's bring up the man responsible for keeping me alive, Secret Service agent

Mike Hollingsworth.

We should have told him. What did he do? Last night he was printing a resignation

letter. Now he's got his whole life back.

A life built on a lie. He signed the shooter in. Let Dad have this for today.

We'll tell him tomorrow and let him retire the day after. Thank you,

President Barnes.

When you asked me to stand up here, my first impulse was to say no.

I'm not the one to stand in front of the crowd.

I'm the one who watches it.

Most people think that the hardest part of this job is when they dive in front

of a bullet. That is all training and instinct.

You don't think, you act.

The hard part is before, the standing still.

Making sure you see everything in front of you so that when it matters, you

already have.

President Barnes says that a library is where you find the truth and I finally

found mine.

I did my job that day. So did every man and woman beside me and that's why he's

standing here now.

On behalf of the service, thank you for this honor and thank you for seeing us.

This can't be right. What is it?

The guest lives for the library luncheon tomorrow for Barnes. We're all working

it.

I don't understand.

Sam on task is coming to the event.

Ma

'am,

you wanted to speak with me?

Yes. How long have you been working at the dentist office?

Almost four years. Have you seen anyone in the back alley or the parking lot

that seemed a little off?

No. I'm sorry. It's such a lovely place to work. I can't believe something like

this happened here.

Why do you have a photo of David?

Is he okay?

I'm sorry?

That's our lab tech, David.

Did he get hurt?

This man, this is David?

We've been looking for him.

You want to make sure he's okay. Could you give me his employment records, his

phone number, anything you have on him?

Bring it to me.

No one else.

I need to talk to him alone.