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I wonder what's keeping Marian?

I know she had that meeting with Gretchen

to go over sketches for the studio redesign,

but that was hours ago.

I still can't believe it's been two years since we last saw her.

Not enough Marian and too much Jasmine.

That sister of hers

is about to drive me and Maurice cuckoo!

Aunt Cassandra, I know this turned out to be

a little more work than we bargained for,

but we did agree to host Jasmine's birthday party.

Because Marian asked us to,

and because it's her birthday, too.

Not that anyone would know it,

because it's all about Jasmine out there.

Aunt Cassandra...

be nice.

It is her birthday.

I think that the cake needs to go over there.

Thank you for taking care of this for me.

You are a peach. Mm!

Ooh... ah!

I can't believe these are gluten-free.

Gosh. Billie is such a star.

I... I can't.

Okay. Go! Take them.

I'm gonna move this table

and then I'm going back to the kitchen,

where it's safe.

You know, it's so hard to stay mad at Jasmine.

I mean, she's just so... chipper.

I'm working on it.

How did Billie rope you into this?

Oh, no, not Billie.Lucy.

Lucy is the one who offered my services as a favor.

A very big favor.

Did I hear my name?

It's all plugged in.

I didn't know that Jasmine and Marian were identical twins.

Oh, yes. They used to switch all the time

when they were young.

Used to get into all kinds of trouble.

I'm pretty certain

that this is the least-creative thing I've ever done.

Jasmine must've called me 50 times.

These will be on the buffet table,

waiting for you.

Oh!

Hi, Aunt Cassandra.

Hi. Hi, Riley.

Those are great, by the way.

Gluten-free. Billie's own recipe.

Yum.

You should just take a picture.

Oh...

I just wanted to wish her a happy birthday,

but she's been so busy.

Well, she is the birthday girl,

which makes her more popular than usual.

Yeah, but, Lana...

we're her best friends.

I would take my cue off of Jaz, Riley.

If she wants to hang out, she'll let you know.

You know what she's like.

I wish Stacey were here.

It's always more fun when we were all together.

Yeah. Well...

just because the four of us are all friends

doesn't mean we have to hang out all the time.

Oh! There's your opportunity, Riley.

Sorry.

Happy birthday.

Um, what I've been trying to tell you is...

Are you trying to ruin my birthday?

But I've left you three messages.

Then stop.

Now is not the time for whatever this is.

Real friends...

Just go home, okay?

Before you ruin the party for everyone else.

But I-I-I... Go.

I am done with you.

You're gonna regret this.

I'm sorry.

Everyone! Please! Come on.

It is time for cake!

Hey. What's going on out there?

I think Jasmine just kicked Riley out of the party.

What? You're kidding. What happened?

I don't know,

but it's the first birthday party

that I've ever been to

where I wanted to leave before I got a piece of cake.

Ian's lucky he had an excuse to miss tonight.

Yeah, well, Ian really wanted to be here,

but he had a father/daughter-dance with Emma.

Well, I guess it's time to light the candles.

Okay. I'm right behind ya.

Happy birthday, my love.

Thank you.

Is this what I think it is?

I like to let Aaron know exactly what I want

and, that way, there are no surprises.

And I always like to make my beautiful wife happy.

Aww.

It's beautiful.

A perfect heart.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

Uh, I have some bad news, though.

Marian is not gonna make it tonight.

She's feeling a little under the weather.

Oh. Hmm.

Well, I'm sure she'll be fine,

and we all know that Marian is not a party person.

Okay...

Ah, no. No, no.

You're not leaving now.

Come on. Sweetie.

It's very late for me already. I gotta get back to the office.

It is my birthday.

You're telling me that these investors can't wait

one more night?

You know we have competitors out there.

We have to get the software ready before they do.

-Okay.-'Kay?

-Mm.-Love you.

Mm. Love you, too.

Sorry Marian couldn't make it.

I think the last time I saw her was a couple years ago

at that charity event we went to...

That was fun!

Because it was like we were twins! You remember?

We even wore the same green dress.

That's right.

Well, at least she gets to recuperate

in that Metro Grand Hotel.

Well, has anyone seen Stacey?

I mean, I thought that she, at least, would come,

even if Zach didn't.

Yeah, the... the boys are sick.

Okay.

Well... uh...

Well! I would just like to thank

all of my wonderful friends who made the effort

to come out tonight

and celebrate with me... thank you.

Yeah.

Thank you.

Ah. You know what?

My dress gets wrinkled, so be it. Come on!

Okay!

More presents!

Uh-uh! Careful, careful. They're very fragile.

And-And the big one sin first, please.

Hello?

Hey, Mom!

It was a great night.

Yeah, lots of people came out.

No, Marian was...

You know, she wasn't feeling well.

You know Marian, she's not much of a party person.

I know.

It was great, though.

"Big presents."

"You're a peach."

Well, I don't think

it's necessary to go all the way over to the hotel.

Well, yes, I know it's Marian's birthday.

Look out!

I'm sorry you went through that.

You were lucky Maurice came back with your purse when he did.

Neither of you noticed

the driver or make and model of the car?

No, I-I was on the phone.

And then he tried to save me.

Thank you.

Some coffee?

Um, I only drink decaf this time of night.

Sorry to be a bother.

Ian?

Thank you.

No, no. Let me do that.

I gotta go back to the kitchen and finish up in there anyway.

Can you think of anything else?

Well...

I don't want to get a friend in trouble...

Yes?

Well, Riley was pretty upset

when she left the party tonight.

Upset enough to run you over?

Well...

Riley can be a little...

off.

You know, overly emotional, anxious.

She's just very possessive of our friendship.

I didn't really hear what happened,

some kind of a disagreement,

and then Riley took off.

Jasmine's the one that loves drama.

I just can't imagine Riley doing something like this.

So you think it was an accident?

Probably.

Someone who had too much to drink.

Took off so they wouldn't get in trouble.

I'll talk to Riley tomorrow, as a favor to Jasmine.

Hey...

I know you're having a "welcome home" dinner

for Marian tomorrow night,

but I think I need a raincheck.

Oh. Sure. I bet Marian won't mind.

Thanks for being so understanding.

It's appreciated.

I'll talk to you tomorrow.

And now for the fun part.

The decorations!

I think how you decorate a doughnut

is a real window into your personality.

I love sprinkles.

Me too.

Especially the rainbow ones.

Happy National Doughnut Day, everybody.

And to everyone watching,

we'll see you back here tomorrow on Wake Up, West Coast.

And as a surprise,

Billie made extra doughnuts for everyone on set.

Yep! Come on, everybody.

Come on. Come get 'em!

Hey. I heard all the action happened

after we left last night.

Yeah, there was definitely some drama.

Mm.

Is Marian here yet?

Ms. Robbins called this morning

and asked to postpone today's meeting with Gretchen

till tomorrow.

Uh, did I just hear you correctly?

Did you just say

that the designer Marian Robbins is here?

In our humble city?

Mm-hmm.

Actually, she's my best friend from high school, Lance.

Are you serious?

She's totally serious.

Gretchen flew Ms. Robbins in

and is paying her a ton of money

to redo the studio and the executive offices.

I probably shouldn't have said that last part.

Mm. Marian Robbins. Here, in my studio.

I tell you, I knew I recognized the name.

I wouldn't have pegged you for a clothing fan.

My wife likes this place

and I've seen it on our credit card statements.

It's so pricey.

Okay.

Uh, excuse me.

Ian Jackson!

Riley.

I can't remember the last time I saw you.

I know. It's been a long time.

This isn't an official visit.

We just wanted to come by and ask you

if we could talk about Jasmine's party?

Well...

It wasn't me.

I didn't try and kill Jasmine. I swear it.

Uh... And the only reason

I know about it is because

Stacey Walker called me this morning

and told me about it and...

What if I told you that someone said

you and Jasmine got into a fight last night?

I... it's wasn't...

I didn't mean...

Look.

It was a misunderstanding.

I overreacted. It was nothing.

Well, we'll let you get back to work.

That would be great.

It's good to see you.

You too.

My wife loves your store.

What's wrong?

Why do you look like you're auditioning for Quasimodo?

Who?

The Hunchback of Notre Dame.

Oh, no!

Don't tell me that you put your back out last night.

I'm fine.

No, you need to go see a doctor.

Over my broken body.

Well, that can be arranged, you know.

At least let me call in the weekend sous chef.

So that you have an extra pair of hands.

I'm fine.

Ouch...

No, you're not.

Well, looks like

I'm going to be eating my "welcome home" meatloaf

all by myself.

Oh, hey, Ian.

Please tell me

you're un-rainchecking me for tonight,

because Marian just canceled on me.

No, that's not why I...

Actually, I wanted to ask you for a favor.

Oh.

Went to see Riley today, unofficially,

and something she said in our talk bothered me.

Wait a minute.

Are you asking me to help you?

No...

this is me asking you to check in on a friend.

Mm.

I know Riley looks up to you

and I thought if you reached out...

She'd be more willing to talk?

Exactly.

Hmm. Well...

it just so happens that I have the perfect cover.

Great.

It looks great on you... both.

So I decided to wear dress number one.

Which is why you decided to return dress number two.

I actually think you made the right choice.

You looked great.

Thank you.

So, last night sure was...

interesting.

Uh, not really the word I would use.

What's wrong?

Last night...

It was awful.

I just...

I wanted to be a good friend.

That's all.

Jaz is the best,

and I thought

she should know that Stacey and I...

well, we saw something.

Aaron and Lana.

They were having lunch.

But they're friends, too, right?

Only Lana was sitting so close to him

that it struck me funny.

I mean, Lana and Jaz are friends.

Hey, Stacey!

I wanted to return your projector.

Oh, thanks.

We missed you at the party last night.

Yeah, uh, come... Come on in.

Thanks.

Sorry it's such a mess.

We weren't expecting company.

Oh, hey... oh, honey, you're sweaty.

I keep telling Stace

we need a date night at the restaurant.

Though I'm sure glad we missed all that drama last night.

About last night...

I was just talking to Riley, and...

Did she tell you

we saw Aaron and Lana having lunch the other day?

And that she was convinced

it means that they're having an affair?

That's ludicrous.

Has she ever met Aaron?

The guy's obsessed with one thing,

and that's work.

Zach used to do software development

for Aaron's company.

We were working on a program

to standardize electronic health care records

across all platforms,

but we had some problems with the algorithm

and the workload just became overwhelming.

That sounds like an intense job.

Do you think it bothers Jasmine that Aaron works so much?

The opposite.

I think she only married him

'cause she thought he'd be the next Bill Gates.

What?

The last time you saw her, she said she'd divorce him

if the company didn't hit the jackpot.

She was joking about being a "work widow"

and how it'd better be worth it,

that she was spending her own money on everything

since all of Aaron's was tied up in the company.

And she may have used the word "divorce,"

but I... I know she didn't mean it.

I dropped the boys off at the Fergusons'.

We can pick them up after 5:00.

-Okay.-Oh.

I thought the boys were sick.

Oh.

Well, that... They had a 24-hour bug.

Mm.

I thought you had dinner plans with Ian and Marian?

Well, they both canceled on me.

Marian is still not feeling well

and Ian asked for a raincheck.

No explanation.

So I made us some meatloaf sandwiches.

Their loss, my gain.

As for Ian...

Don't solve a problem where there isn't one.

What are you doing here?

I thought...

Guess who?

Marian Robbins, my favorite twin.

Oh! Yes.

Hi!

It's good to see you!

Do you ever age?

Oh, stop.

I can't believe you. You're so Billie

to not notice all these little fine lines.

Oh, stop. I'm glad you're feeling better, though.

I was beginning to be afraid I wasn't gonna see you.

Of course you would see me. Are you kidding?

Oh, hey, Lance. Meet Marian, my oldest friend

Lance Tuttle is the co-host of Wake Up, West Coast

and a very big fan of yours.

It is an absolute pleasure to meet you, Miss Robbins.

I am a loyal subscriber

to Architectural Digest, Decor, Dwell,

and I don't mean digitally.

This man is all analog.

Well, it's always a pleasure to meet a fellow design lover.

Well, that's putting it a little too mildly

for my taste.

I prefer "design devotee."

Oh. Well.

I heard Ms. Robbins had arrived.

Hi. I'm Lucy Delaney,

Gretchen's assistant.

She's ready upstairs, to go over the plans whenever...

Before you go.

Um...

which one of these do you prefer?

The chartreuse or the dove?

I like the chartreuse,

but I'm afraid it might be a little busy.

Well, I am always partial to a good neutral.

Yes. My thoughts exactly.

Lucy, with me.

-It was nice to meet you.-And you.

Wow, he's a lot.

Whoa! Another blast from the past.

W...

Is something wrong?

We need to go somewhere private so we can talk...

about Jasmine.

Okay.

A security guard found your sister's body

early this morning.

We think it might have been a mugging gone wrong.

I can't believe it.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

God.

I don't know how I'm gonna tell my parents.

And Aaron, he must be a wreck.

We went by the house earlier,

but he wasn't there.

We're going to the office next.

I'm so sorry, Marian.

Will you go with them, please?

I don't want Aaron to be alone when he finds out.

Then, um, I can just go right over to my parents' place.

Of course.

When I left around midnight, he was at his desk,

and he was still there working

when I returned around 7:30 this morning.

I don't think he slept at all.

Argh!

I don't understand, why isn't this code working?

Aaron?

The police are hereto see you.

Oh, Harper, these are old friends, not...

Actually,

I'm hereon official police business.

It's Jasmine.

What? Was there an accident? Is she okay?

I'm so sorry.

What do you mean? What happened?

We found her this morning.

We believe it was a mugging that escalated into murder.

They took her purse...

and phone and jewelry.

No, this has to be a mistake.

I wish it was.

I'm so sorry, Aaron.

Somebody sideswipes her car,

and-and now this?

It-it makes no sense at all.

Why would anyone want to hurt Jaz?

She's the sweetest, kindest person in the world.

We don't know if both of these incidents are connected, but...

Billie, her parents...

I know.

Marian and Ian's partner went to tell them.

Okay. Good.

I know it's a shock,

but can you tell me

the last time you last spoke to Jasmine?

Um...

Last night.

At 6:15.

I took the call.

And did you leave the office at any time last night,

between 6:30 and 9:00 p.m.?

Um...

it's all a daze.

We've all been working 24/7 around here,

getting the proof of concept ready for the investors.

So I've been pretty much just living here at the office.

And I was at my desk, right at the front.

I can see anyone who comes and goes.

Aaron never left his office.

This is the only other exit.

But it's alarmed.

I didn't want to worry Aaron,

but there's actually

something else important I wanted to show you.

Okay.

Follow me.

Suffer the consequences

of your actions.

It's the third one we've received.

Aaron just keeps ignoring them.

Look, I'm not one to gossip, but...

two days ago,

Aaron and his wife got in a huge fight in his office.

I came back early from lunch

and all I can say is it was a real screaming match.

Sounds like you were digging for an alibi in there.

I don't believe her death was a random act of violence.

Opportunity killings usually involve knives or guns,

not manual strangulation and a perp wearing gloves.

So do you think it was someone she knew?

Probably.

The killer took her stuff,

but we believe they did that

to make it look like a crime of opportunity.

So you're keeping that info quiet

to make the killer think you bought their ruse.

Yeah, no need to tip them off if we don't have to.

You're pretty good at this detecting stuff, Ian.

Thanks.

Now that everyone in Jasmine's life

has become a suspect,

what does your intuition on Riley?

Well, that you were right.

She was looking for someone to open up to.

She and Stacey saw Lana and Aaron

at that intimate lunch,

and that's what Riley and Jasmine

were arguing about at the party.

Sounds a lot like investigating.

I was just returning the projector back to Stacey.

She loaned it to me for Jasmine's party.

Oh, and I'm pretty sure

Stacey was not telling the truth about her boys being sick

so she could avoid going to the party.

Oh, and I also discovered something else...

That Jasmine was having problems with Aaron.

She was even talking about divorce.

I can't believe it.

I know.

It's unreal.

First, somebody tries to run her over,

and then she gets mugged and strangled.

Lana, she was just

in the wrong place at the wrong time.

Twice?

I find that a little too much coincidence.

So what are you saying?

That someone killed Jaz on purpose?

Wait, do you think it was Aaron?

I think we better be careful of who we accuse of murder.

No, it's just that... I wasn't accusing Aaron.

I just assumed you meant Aaron

because of the life insurance policy.

Wait, what? A life insurance policy?

Aaron and Jasmine

had big life insurance policies on each other.

I guess he's lucky Jaz died

before she started divorce proceedings.

Okay, that's a terrible thing to say,

even if they had their problems.

Nobody was divorcing anybody.

So he's gonna be a really wealthy guy

by the time all this is over.

Yeah.

Okay, well, if we're playing the blame game...

I do find it strange

that Jasmine publicly humiliates you

and then she winds up dead.

I did not kill Jaz!

-I wouldn't hurt anyone.-No one is saying you did.

Jasmine was my best friend.

I wouldn't do anything to hurt her.

I think it's a little disingenuous

to yourself her best friend.

I mean, we all know she just merely tolerated you.

That is not true. That's not true.

I think you both should go.

I have some new stock I need to go through,

and I want to be alone.

Please. Go.

Lana.

Fine.

Thank you.

From the medical examiner's office.

They've narrowed the time of death

between 7:00 and 8:00 p.m. last night.

Well, the security guard confirmed

that she left her office around 7:00.

As suspected... manual strangulation,

and the killer definitely wore gloves.

So no DNA and no fingerprints.

The report also details

a "strange interlocking link pattern"

on the skin around her throat.

So, like, maybe she's wearing a necklace

and it got caught underneath the murderer's grip?

That's exactly what the medical examiner suggested.

We didn't find anything like that at the scene.

So maybe the killer took it with them.

Hi, Riley.

Hey.

Ms. Smith, we have a warrant to search your car.

It just means our forensics team

is gonna see if there are any scratches on the car.

We have to clear it from our investigation.

We're talking to everyone who knew Jasmine.

I've never seen my dad cry.

And my mom just went in her room and shut the door.

I brought her tea and toast. I don't think she's touched it.

How was Aaron?

Devastated.

He's blaming himself.

Yeah.

I know how he feels.

You know, I just keep thinking,

"If I was there, I-I could've done something."

Believe me, there's nothing you could've done.

Gosh. You remember this?

You used to come over to our house

and Jasmine would always try and get us to do makeovers

instead of studying.

Yeah.

Yeah, Jasmine was a magnet for mischief.

Swapping places and skipping school

and staying out late.

I just feel like half of me is gone.

Like, all of my memories,

they're me and Jasmine, together.

I don't know what to do.

Nobody can take Jaz away from you.

She's right here with you, always.

You know, my mom has been keeping me up to date

on everything you do.

She's so proud of you.

Aww.

So I know that you have been helping Ian and the police

and...

I need you to find out who did this to Jaz.

But I don't...

I trust you and Ian

more than anyone else in the world.

I know Jaz was attacked, but...

was it painful?

Did she suffer?

We aren't giving out any information

on cause of death.

I wish I could tell you more. I'm sorry.

So you went home

directly after you left Jasmine's party?

You didn't see or speak to anyone else?

No.

Where were you last night between 7:00 and 8:00 p.m.?

Uh...

I closed the store at 5:00, um, the usual time,

and then I, uh,

took inventory until 9:00 p.m.

It's what I always do on Tuesdays.

Did you see anyone?

No.

But I did talk to Stacey on the phone...

um, about 7:00, for like 10 minutes.

She'll tell you I was here, you can ask her.

She called the store phone.

We'll talk to her.

Two nights, two crimes, no alibis.

I don't understand.

I thought Jaz was killed by a mugger.

Why would I need an alibi?

We're just trying to get a timeline for last night.

You think I killed Jasmine, don't you?

That's why you're asking me all these questions,

because you think I did this!

No, Riley, we just need to figure out your movements

over the past 48 hours.

I shouldn't be talking to you anymore.

Not without a lawyer present.

Ho-ho, Billie!

So nice to see you.

Hey, Al! Good to see you, too!

Hey, I'm gonna be in Seattle next week,

so I hope to see you at the restaurant.

-You got it!-All right. Take care.

Always have a table for you, Al!

Say hi to Cassandra!

How's Marian holding up?

Yeah.

I should reach out to her parents.

See if they're doing all right.

I'm sure they would love to hear from you.

Yeah.

Um... what did you want to talk to me about?

Well, Marian is my best friend,

and I want to find out what happened to Jasmine.

I don't think it was a random act of violence.

Well, all I know is what the police are saying.

Let me guess.

Your first question

is whether or not I am having an affair with Aaron?

Do you have any idea

what it's like to have a conversation

with your best friend,

that you're not trying to steal her husband?

So they weren't having problems?

No! Of course not.

They were fine. Totally in love.

It was just Riley and Stacey stirring the pot.

Look, Aaron came to me

because he knows my firm

represents a lot of wealthy people.

So he was looking for help raising more money?

Exactly.

His company was having some problems.

They had a few technical setbacks

and an employee was let go.

They were thinking about suing him for sabotage,

something I had offered to help them with,

if they wanted.

I don't know who killed Jasmine.

But whatever I can do to help...

...count me in.

Oh! I'm so sorry.

Oh, holy cow. You're Billie Blessings.

Um, actually, do you have a moment?

So you say Jasmine came to see Lana a lot?

All the time.

But the other day was different.

On the down-low,

I think Jasmine might've come in

to see one of our divorce lawyers.

After that, she went to go see Lana.

I didn't mean to eavesdrop,

but it was on my coffee break

and they were being kind of loud.

Anyway, Lana said something about a lawsuit

and then I heard Jasmine say...

They've "gone to the market now."

Whatever that means.

After Jasmine left,

Lana canceled all of her appointments for the day.

So Riley has no alibi for the hit-and-run

or the night of Jasmine's murder,

and when they start asking for their lawyer,

it usually means they've got something to hide.

Let's see what comes back from forensics on her car

before we make any judgments.

I didn't know anyone was out here.

I'm Detective Jackson.

This is my partner, Detective Hawk.

We'd like to speak with your wife.

Yeah, Stacey's inside.

Excuse me, I'm late for an appointment.

Would you mind taking off your sunglasses?

I think that appointment can wait.

What else can I get you guys?

I have some coffee cake.

Coffee's great. We're... We're fine.

It's no bother. Really.

Tell Ian what happened.

I ran into a door.

It was just a dumb accident.

Did you speak to Riley last night?

Yeah, I did.

She was doing stock and there was a jacket

I wanted her to hold back for me.

What time was this?

I don't know. Sometime around 7:00?

Where were you guys the night of Jasmine's birthday party?

The boys were sick, so we decided to stay home.

We watched a movie and went to bed early.

Mm.

And last night?

Billie came by and returned the projector.

Oh, yeah.

But that was in the afternoon, right?

Oh, that's right.

Ohh. She's the sweetest, isn't she?

Ohh.

Um, let's see, last night,

we picked up the kids from the Fergusons',

and then, I guess, we were real couch potatoes,

because we stayed and watched TV until it was time for bed.

You said you were home in the afternoon?

You don't work?

Well, he's...

in between jobs right now.

I was doing some computer coding,

freelance, from home.

But then, like Stace said, we were together

the rest of the night.

Oh, hi! I didn't hear you come in.

You scared me.

Well, that's because

I tread lightly and carry a big stick.

Oh, by the way, I still haven't been able

to get Maurice to go see the doctor.

He's so stubborn.

Like a mule!

He was all crouched over

and complaining like an overtired baby,

so I sent him home early,

and called in the weekend sous chef to over for him.

Good.

You didn't, by any chance, see who left this, did you?

No. What is it?

"We must meet.

"6:00 p.m. at the park.

By the river. I will find you."

It's almost 6:00.

You want some company?

Yeah.

Hi, Ian.

Lana.

I spoke to Billie.

Ah.

Yeah.

I thought I might just do you a favor

and save you the trip.

I appreciate that.

Um...

it's come to my attention

that Riley's been spreading rumors

that Aaron and I are having an affair.

Yeah, we heard.

Yeah, for the record...

Not true.

Jaz was my best friend.

She and Aaron are also clients of mine.

We were working together on a lawsuit

against one of their former employees

for sabotage.

Jaz thought firing him wasn't enough,

she wanted him to pay for what he'd done.

Also, if you'd like to check my alibi,

try Chez Beaujolais.

I was dining there alone.

I had the coq au vin.

I think they'll remember me.

Actually, I was...

supposed to be dining therewith Jaz that night,

but she canceled.

She was going over to the Metro Grand

to meet Marian.

Uh, they had gotten into an argument

and Marian wanted to apologize, I guess.

Marian didn't mention anything

about seeing Jasmine the night she died.

Uh, well, that's all I know.

I've got to meet a client in half an hour at my office,

so if there's nothing else?

No.

Thank you for coming in.

Yeah.

So it looks like we owe your friend, Marian,

a visit tomorrow.

Yes, it does.

Let's see if we can dig up a work history on Zach Walker.

I bet you a dollar he's the employee they let go.

I want to find out how he actually got that black eye.

Copy that.

Hey, and get a tech from Cyber Crimes

on Tywell Industries.

Let's see who was sending those threatening emails.

Were you followed?-

No. Why all the mystery?

I don't want the police to see us talking.

They took my car.

They're probably gonna search my house and my store, too.

They think I'm the killer, but I'm not.

Look.

I know you've helped the police

solve some really complicated murders...

Look. This isn't a game. Someone was killed.

I know!

Which is why...

I wanted you to keep this for me.

If the police found this...

well, I'm afraid Ian wouldn't understand.

This belonged to Jasmine.

I was with Jaz the day she saw the necklace.

I knew Aaron would buy it for her,

so I bought the other one just like it.

I know it was dumb, but I thought it would be fun,

and now it makes me look like a killer,

because whoever murdered Jaz,

they mugged her,

which means they took her necklace.

So having that necklace makes me look even more guilty.

Do you have any proof that this wasn't Jasmine's?

I didn't keep the receipt.

But I-I think

the lady I bought the necklace from might remember me,

but the store was really busy that day.

Keep it for me?

Please.

Nothing feels safe these days.

All right, well,

I guess I'll take this to Ian tomorrow.

No. I'm gonna be close.

I can take it to him after the farmer's market.

Okay. Well...

let me try to call him.

You've reached Ian Jackson.

Please leave a message.

Hi, Ian. It's me.

Uh, give me a call when you can, all right?

Talk soon.

It's really weird that I can't reach him.

The ex.

We all know

cyber criminals are out there,

waiting for us to let our guard down.

Hey, what's with Lance?

Does he have a crush on

your friend, Marian, or something?

He won't stop talking about her.

I think he's trying

to get her to redecorate his place

without telling her.

He keeps asking me to ask her decorating questions.

Man, sometimes, that guy is a total enigma.

Hey.

Ohh! Hi.

Hi.

I was going stir-crazy.

I thought maybe doing some work might get me out of my own head.

-Doesn't mean that they are.-That's right.

What is going on? Where is Maurice?

What? You don't like my set-up?

Maurice?

Over here. By the spices.

What is this?

The doc said bed rest for my back.

This way I get to keep an eye on my kitchen

from the bed.

Well, as long as dinner service goes off without a hitch,

I don't care how you run your kitchen.

Did you talk to Billie?

Things have been a little weird between us.

I just don't know how to talk to Billie about it.

Ah, trust me. With women,

it's always better to rip off the Band-aid.

So where are we with the emails?

Uh, the tech from Cyber Crimes tracked them to an IP address

from a computer at the library.

Were they able to get us a name on the email account?

-Yes.-And?

"William Shakespeare."

Great.

I'm sorry, but we don't keep a list

of who uses the public computers.

Forensics. Excuse me.

Is there CCTV footage

that might show us who was using which computers and when?

Sorry, we don't use security cameras here.

We have a duty to protect the privacy of our patrons.

Okay. Thank you for your time.

So what do they have?

The scratches on Riley's car

don't match the ones on Jasmine's.

So we're back to square one.

Yeah. And I still can't get a hold of Marian.

Okay, let's go over to Riley's store

and let her know her car's clear.

I need to let Ian know that I called the jeweler

and they remember selling a second necklace

to someone who sounded a lot like Riley.

You know, from what you said,

it sounds like maybe Riley just needs a friend.

I was gonna go check on her.

I'll go with you.

Riley?

Hello?

Anybody here?

What are you doing here?

I left you a message.

I'm gonna check the back.

What's wrong?

These two dresses...

Something about 'em.

You need to see this.

Looks like it happened late last night.

We found a suicide note, and this was in Riley's pocket.

Jasmine's birthday necklace.

That's what I was calling you about.

Riley has the same necklace,

that's the one Cassandra brought down to the station.

She gave it to me last night and...

Didn't you get it?

I didn't.

I'm gonna need it, though.

Looks like Riley confessed to everything... the hit-and-run,

Jasmine's murder.

The note said she couldn't live with what she'd done.

I can't believe it.

I mean, why would she want to hurt Jaz?

Well, Jasmine embarrassed her at the birthday party.

Riley was already emotionally on edge.

That might've put her over.

Marian? I just need you to sign your witness statement, please.

Yeah. Okay.

Excuse me.

Something else I learned yesterday...

Jasmine may have been seeing a divorce lawyer in Lana's firm.

So they were having problems.

Riley wasn't wrong about that.

I know I didn't return your call last night.

There's something with Emma. It's a long story.

I just want you to know that I'm sorry.

Hey. We got to get back.

We have to get to the station.

I had no idea that my sister treated Riley so badly.

Ah, Jasmine didn't mean to hurt Riley.

They're friends. Friends argue.

Yeah.

But she couldn't have known what would happen.

It's just another example of Jaz living in a fantasy world.

You know, in her mind, she was the star attraction,

and we're all just her fans.

You know, she even got

my parents to remortgage their house.

Wait. What?

Yeah, to invest in Aaron's company.

She told them they stood to make millions.

You know my parents... they were teachers.

They're been on a fixed income since they retired,

they barely get by as it is.

I had no idea.

It's just another example of Jaz living in a fantasy world,

you know.

You know, I think she believed everything she said,

even what she told my parents.

Now that she's gone, I...

I don't know, a part of me is relieved

that I don't have to worry

about cleaning up her messes anymore.

The other part of me

just doesn't know what I'm gonna do without her.

Come here, girl.

All right. Thank you for that.

Hey, so I know it seems like

we have the killer and her confession,

but I just got some really odd news from the lab.

Go on.

They dusted the prescription bottle

we found at the crime scene,

but they only came up with one set of fingerprints,

and they don't belong to Riley.

Whose prints are they?

Well, there's no match in the system.

Well, I just got off the phone with a pharmacy in New York.

We got a hit from the partial prescription number

on the pill bottle.

You know, I was thinking

maybe me, you, and Ian

could have a little simple "good friends" dinner.

Make up for that "welcome home" dinner that we missed.

Mm. I think it would be lovely to spend time with good friends.

-Yeah, thank you.-Good.

I'll get it.

Hey.

What's wrong?

I need to speak to Marian.

Hey, Ian.

Hi, Marian.

I need to ask you a question.

Lana said that you were supposed to meet Jasmine at your hotel

the night she died.

How come you didn't tell me that earlier?

She never showed. It was typical Jasmine.

You know, she's always on her own schedule.

I'm sorry, I didn't think it was important.

I'm gonna need you to come down to the station with me.

Uh...

yeah, of course.

Okay, what's really going on here?

Those weren't

Riley's sleeping pills at the crime scene.

They belong to Marian.

I won't be long. It's okay.

You should've told me you didn't have an alibi.

I was coming to town for the birthday party

and to take up the design job at Wake Up, West Coast,

and when I arrived, I got a very nasty shock.

My parents had just gotten a call from a mortgage company,

saying that they were gonna lose their house.

You didn't know they were having trouble?

The house should've been fine,

because I helped them pay off their mortgage last year,

with my own savings.

I was in town one day,

and that's when I learned

that Jasmine had talked my parents into

taking every penny that they had

and putting it into Aaron's company.

As in investment?

Yeah.

But they should've known they had a chance to lose that money.

No, because Jasmine regaled them with all these fantasies.

They were gonna be millionaires 10 times over.

So...

I immediately confronted Aaron,

and that's when he told me

that his company was in financial straits,

and that my parents' money was already long gone.

So then he told Jaz what I'd done

and she was livid.

What'd she do?

She uninvited me to "her"...

...her birthday party.

And I was heartsick

over what happened with my parents,

and I was mad at Jaz,

so I just texted Billie

and told her I wasn't feeling well.

Why didn't you tell me this before?

'Cause it's family business.

I don't air family dirty laundry.

Not even with friends.

All right, tell me about the night Jasmine died.

Well, Jaz called me when I was out,

so she left a message with hotel reception.

She said she was coming to the hotel and...

I waited in my room all night, she never showed.

It looks bad.

It looks really bad.

Why would she kill her own sister?

I mean, what was her motive?

And why kill Riley?

There was something at the store.

I noticed it when Marian and I first got there,

but then...

Hawk discovered Riley's body and things just got...

No. I understand. What'd you notice?

There were two of the exact same dresses

in that front window.

I'm pretty sure it wasn't there

last time I was at the store.

By "exact same," you mean identical?

So if this is some kind of clue that Riley had left behind...

Then it points right to Marian.

Hey, I almost forgot.

Ian said he never got that necklace.

Yeah, I stopped by the station,

but he was kind of busy,

so I didn't have a chance to give it to him.

Oh, really?

Yeah, he was really preoccupied.

Yeah. That's the word.

Oh.

I mean, he has been really busy with this case,

and he did mention something about Emma.

I don't know. He... He's just not himself lately.

I'm beginning to think there's something weird

going on with him.

But, you know, if he and I could just connect...

I know I'd feel a lot better about things.

Yeah, well, we've been talking up here for ages.

And I left one of the new waiters

in charge of the reservation book,

so I should get back down there.

Marian Robbins returned the car yesterday

'cause the engine light came on.

We gave her a new one and sent her on her way.

She got the supplemental insurance coverage,

so we didn't say anything about the dent.

Cars get dented all the time.

Okay, thank you.

I'll miss you, double-boiler.

I'm sorry, did you just say you'd miss that pot?

It's my favorite.

You want to talk about it?

I'm just trying to do what's best.

I hope you know that.

You and Mom only want what's best for me, I know.

I'll be right back, okay?

Hey, I know I shouldn't just come to your house like this,

but it's important.

I found something you need to see.

Thanks for coming over and helping.

I was serious when I said

this is a top-ten dessert favorite.

Girl, you had me at "mousse."

What's wrong?

I just wish my mom listened to me like you do.

Listen, when I was a little girl,

it was just me and my father.

He was a policeman, like your dad.

He was busy a lot.

Sometimes, I though the was too busy to listen to me.

Was he?

Well, I thought he was,

so one day, I decided to sit down

and tell him how I felt, no matter what happened.

You did?

Mm-hmm. So I made us some hot cocoa

and we sat down and we talked it out,

and he promised me, from that day on,

he would always listen to me.

Hot cocoa? Mm-hmm.

Hmm. I think that might work.

I'm gonna try that tomorrow when I see her.

Oh, you're gonna see your mom tomorrow?

She's in town?

Yeah. Dad and I had dinner with her last night.

She's not nearly as good a cook as you are,

but Dad didn't seem to mind.

Well... I highly recommend the hot cocoa.

It works wonders.

Thanks for being my friend and for listening.

Oh. Always. No matter what.

All right! Let's mousse going, now.

Sorry I'm late.

I had to go to Aaron and Jasmine's house.

Well,

we left some chocolate mousse in the fridge for you,

and your daughter is a very talented chef.

You're going?

I thought we could sit and catch up.

Well, it's late and I'm really tired, so.

There's something important I want to talk to you about.

Look, I don't want you to hear this from anyone else...

Aaron discovered he's no longer the beneficiary

on his wife's life insurance policy.

It's Marian.

Oh...

With Jasmine dead,

she stands to receive a payout of over $2 million.

Ian, I've known Marian since we were seven years old.

We may not be as close as we once were,

but this just isn't the person she is.

I mean, okay,

maybe Jasmine made things really tough

for Marian and her parents, but still...

I agree, the Marian I remember would never hurt anyone...

But people change.

What's wrong?

I have to figure out what happened.

I mean...

who hated Jasmine enough to kill her?

A-And I can't take Marian out of the equation

just because she's my friend.

Gonna be okay?

I think Ian's ex-wife is back in the picture.

Well...

she is a part of Emma and Ian's life.

Maybe.

I just can't figure out why he's trying to keep it a secret.

I was watching the news this morning.

It's such a sad story.

I know Jasmine was kind of intense,

but still, her twin?

Man, my siblings drive me crazy,

but I can't ever imagine getting that kind of mad at one of 'em.

-Yeah.-Hey, guys.

Thank you so much for gathering those photos.

I really want to get them back to Jasmine's parents.

Well, your wish is our command.

You wouldn't believe how many pictures

I had to go through for the slide show.

Jasmine and Aaron sure seem like they're in love.

Wait a minute.

I know that face.

Do you have the footage

from the segment we did a few weeks ago

on medical technologies for smart phones?

Yeah. One sec.

I knew I knew that face!

Photographic memory for the win.

She was the media liaison for Bellflower-Franks,

Tywell Industries' biggest competitor.

Wait. How could Harper

be the media liaison at Bellflower-Franks

and be the assistant at Aaron's company?

We need to figure out what Harper was doing

working for both companies at the same time.

I'm gonna assign you both a story.

Uh, I hate to break it to you,

but you can't assign us a story.

You're a chef.

Why don't we just call it

a little extra-credit assignment between friends, hmm?

Okay.

Hang on.

Oh, hey, Aaron.

Well, sure, I'll meet you therein a half-hour.

Okay, thanks.

Bye, guys.

Bye.

I still find it strange that Jasmine

changed the beneficiary on her insurance policy

the day of her birthday party.

It's like she had a premonition of her own death.

Especially if she was getting a divorce.

I mean, with Aaron's business falling apart

and the marriage on the rocks,

that insurance policy could've looked like

a really good way to save his company.

Especially if he knew that Jasmine wanted to leave him.

So you're saying

Jasmine made Marian the new beneficiary,

and Aaron killed her

before he realized what she'd done?

Exactly.

That's an interesting theory, but he's got an alibi.

His assistant.

And there's still Marian's prescription bottle,

with her prints all over it.

Hey, just out of curiosity,

can you get me a list of everyone

Tywell Industries owes money to?

Sure.

It should include all the investors.

And reach out to Fortiscue and McMillan,

to see if you can dig up the lawyer that Jasmine saw.

Copy that.

Hello?

Hello?

Hello?

Aaron? Are you here?

Aaron, is that you?

Zach?

Are you okay?

I'm fine.

Look, it's not what you think.

You gotta believe me.

I'm okay. I'm okay, thanks.

Paramedics are on their way.

Okay.

You know, he went right through that emergency exit.

No alarm went off.

So Aaron could've left at any point

the night of Jasmine's death.

And no one would've been the wiser.

So what's gonna happen to the case now?

We'll look into Aaron and Zach.

Well, what about Marian?

Ah, we still can't rule her out.

You think Zach sabotaged Tywell's program?

I definitely think he's connected

to the threatening emails that Aaron's been getting.

Well, I should go.

Hey.

We should talk.

Later tonight?

Have you ever seen this person using one of the computers?

Never seen him before.

But her...

She's here all the time.

She's always on one of those computers.

I don't know what you're talking about.

I was home all night.

We have a librarian that will testify

that you were sitting at one of the computers at 7:00 p.m.

the night Jasmine died.

But I-I told you, I was home.

I told you. I talked to Riley.

Your cell phone pinged a tower by the library.

So now we know you were at least

a 25-minute drive away from Jasmine's office.

And we spoke to your neighbor.

She says that the kids were at her house

for dinner and a movie,

then you picked them up at 8:15.

That was a different night.

My neighbor is just confused about the dates.

Stacey, stop!

You're not doing you or Zach any favors.

Just tell us the truth.

Jasmine was a thoughtless person.

The way she treated me and Lana,

and especially Riley.

And I'm the one who convinced Riley

to take her advertising business to Jaz.

You feel responsible.

Yeah.

I got Jaz the job at the advertising agency.

I used to run their social media before I had my kids,

so when she was looking for a new gig,

I put in a good word for her.

And she didn't have your back when it came to your husband.

No, and she and Aaron had no problem

throwing Zach under the bus.

The company was already running through a lot of money.

It's typical for a start-up,

but then something went wrong with a proprietary algorithm

that Zach was working on and...

They blamed him.

Yeah, they basically accused him of sabotage.

The tech world is a very small place

and now he can't get another job

and we're broke.

And everything we worked for, including our house,

it's all down the drain!

I'm sorry.

I begged Jasmine to talk to Aaron,

to explain that Zach wasn't the guy responsible,

but she wouldn't.

And then Jaz started hinting

that Aaron was thinking of suing us.

I was terrified.

I knew I had to stay on Jaz's good side, if I could.

You know, talk her out of it?

But I was also angry, too.

So you started sending threatening emails?

Yeah.

Do you know where Zach was while you were at the library?

No.

Watch out!

No! I mean watch out behind you!

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Don't hit me!

What are you doing here?

The front door was locked, so I came around back.

Why weren't you at the office?

I was running late

and when I got there,

there were police were everywhere, so.

I'm sorry.

Ever since Jaz died...

...everything's been kind of a mess.

Look, I don't want to make things worse for Marian,

but I started thinking, could Marian pretend to be Jaz?

You know, like they did when they were kids?

I don't understand. Why would she do that?

Because Marian wanted the money.

So she dresses up like Jaz,

she goes in and she changes

the beneficiary on the insurance.

Ohh.

That sounds really far-fetched, Aaron.

No, y-you don't understand.

Marian came to my office the day before Jaz died.

She started accusing me of stealing their parents' money,

and then she said that I was gonna pay for what I'd done.

So, Harper heard you arguing with Marian and not Jasmine?

Uh, Harper never said anything to me,

but, yeah, it was definitely Marian,

and she was angry.

She told that me that she'd spent all of her own savings

paying off their parents' house.

I didn't know that.

Jasmine never told me that.

So you think Marian pretended to be Jasmine?

Named herself the new beneficiary

so she could murder her twin

and then collect the money?

Why?

To pay off their parents' house?

I don't know.

Maybe I'm grasping at straws,

but I just can't think of any other reason

why Jaz would change the beneficiary like that.

Aaron...

I'm not really sure how to tell you this, but...

I think Jasmine was filing for divorce.

And that would be a good reason to take you off the policy.

This... Is this true?

She was talking to a divorce lawyer at Lana's office.

I'm really sorry.

I didn't kill Jaz.

I loved her.

It was me.

I was the one sending those emails.

I went to the office to try and delete them off the server.

Stacey had nothing to do with it.

It's true.

I was afraid you would trace them back to me,

you'd think I killed those women.

Your wife already told us

you were trying to cover for her.

We know she sent the emails,

and we also know that the two of you

weren't together the night Jasmine died.

Look, just tell us where you were,

and we can verify your alibi, and you can walk out of here.

I wish I could.

I was pretty buzzed that night,

so time was kind of funny in my head.

I know I was at a bar.

Sometimes, having a few drinks makes me feel like

things in my life aren't completely messed up.

After that, I got into it with one of the bouncers.

The black eye?

Yeah.

I-I went for a walk to clear my head after.

I didn't see anybody

and nobody saw me.

I don't have an alibi.

Thank you so much for agreeing to speak with us.

I know you're just the media liaison

for Bellflower-Franks,

but I was really impressed with you when we met.

Well, actually, I just got a well-earned promotion.

I'm the new Executive VP of Sales.

That is so impressive.

Uh, y-yes. Very. Very impressive.

Shall we start?

-Yes. Ahem.-Great.

Okay. We are... rolling.

What's it like

working for two competing companies

at the exact same time?

[stammers] W... I...

How did you know that...

I think we, and the police,

will be very interested in the answer to that question.

We've been to every bar in the neighborhood.

This has gotta be it.

Excuse me.

I'm Detective Jackson.

This is my partner, Detective Hawk.

Was this guy in the baron Tuesday night?

Yeah, he was drinking all through the game

and being loud,

then he got mad 'cause his basketball team lost,

so I told him to take it down a notch.

That's when he tried to punch me.

He tripped and hit his face on the bar.

Scout's honor.

Do you remember what time this was?

Maybe 7:30-ish?

Whenever the basketball game was over.

Okay.

Here's the list of everyone Aaron's company owes money to,

including all the investors.

Yeah, I can hold.

Detective Jackson.

Aaron?

And he's willing to talk to us?

So Harper really works for Bellflower-Franks.

Harper was paid to sabotage Aaron's company,

guaranteeing that Bellflower-Franks

beat him to market with a similar software system.

"To market..."

Now, where did I...?

Which they did.

Bellflower-Franks sent out this press release

the day Jasmine died.

The sabotage worked.

Bellflower-Franks is now in talks

with the largest health insurance network

in the country

to do a multi-million-dollardeal.

Which means Tywell Industries will be finished.

None of its investors will get their money back.

Well, if Aaron knew about Bellflower-Franks,

why was he still working the night Jasmine died?

They were still in talks, the deal wasn't done yet.

I think he was trying to give himself an alibi.

We know he didn't realize

that Jasmine changed the beneficiary

on the insurance policy or...

Actually, even if Aaron did know about the change,

he can still legally sue Marian for the money,

so long as Jasmine paid the premiums

with community money.

Really?

We did a story a few months ago

on estate planning in Washington,

which is one of the few "community property" states

in the country.

Life insurance paid with community money

entitles the spouse to death benefits.

And that is a $2-million motive.

So, if Aaron is the killer,

we gotta tell Ian.

I can't believe this.

How did I miss this?

Thank you for meeting us.

Yeah. Well, I was at my granddaughter's play,

but happy to come down and help Aaron and the police,

any way I can.

So...

Jasmine was in here at lunchtime.

I think it was her birthday.

She wanted to change the beneficiary

because she believed

that her sister, Marian,

was the most responsible person that she knew.

Jasmine's parents were getting old.

She wanted to make sure that the money

was managed properly in case anything happened to her.

According to Aaron,

Marian was in his office having a fight with him

at the exact same time.

So Aaron's theory of Marian pretending to be Jasmine

is a wash.

Just so I'm sure...

If Marian murdered Jasmine,

she can't make any money off this crime, correct?

Exactly.

The "Slayer Rule" states

that a murderer cannot benefit from his or her crime,

no matter what.

So, in this case, who gets the money?

Well, since this policy is community property,

Aaron could sue for half the money.

Only half?

Yes.

But in this case,

Aaron's agreed to sign a consent form

waiving his rights to all the money.

Which means that the monies

would go to the secondary beneficiaries...

Jasmine's parents.

So I finally spoke with the divorce lawyer,

and get this.

Jasmine started the process of divorcing Aaron,

but not because he was cheating.

It was purely financial.

Hmm, financial?

The company and Aaron are on the verge of bankruptcy,

so Jasmine wanted to protect their assets

by getting everything out of Aaron's name

so that the creditors couldn't go after any money

that was due to her parents.

So Jasmine and Aaron weren't having problems?

I guess not.

Wait a minute.

Have you looked at this investor list?

No. Not yet.

We've been looking at this case from the wrong direction.

You gotta be kidding me.

Yeah, we need a GPS track right now.

Time to pick up our killer before someone else gets hurt.

Marian?

Don't be silly. Lana.

It's me. It's Jaz.

You killed the wrong sister.

No.

You're Marian,

and you sent me a text

purporting to be Jasmine,

asking me to come here.

You know, that night,

I had invited Marian back to my office,

to apologize.

I even gave her my necklace as a peace offering.

I walked out of the building right behind her.

I saw you in the alleyway.

I know what you did to her.

Well, or should I say me.

I don't buy it.

Why didn't you go to the police?

Well, I wasn't gonna tell anyone anything

until I figured out how to best serve my own interests.

So I went back to Marian's hotel

and I pretended to be her.

Well, that is very Jaz of you.

How did you get that necklace?

Thought they found that on Riley's body.

Oh... they did.

Right where you planted it.

But then, uh, you know,

I talked to Billie,

and I told her how much I missed Jaz,

and I got her to get Ian to give it to me.

I didn't want it to get stolen out of the stupid lock-up.

It is you, isn't it?

I never lied to you.

Mm.

And I wasn't chasing Aaron.

When you came to my office to tell me

that the Bellflower-Franks were in talks to strike a deal,

I knew that I was in trouble.

I invested money into Aaron's company

that I "borrowed" from a client's trust account.

I thought I would triple my investment

and just put the money back in the account, but then,

when you told me that the company was gonna fold...

You knew you would lose everything.

Maybe even go to jail for fraud.

I should've known that you were behind this.

And I was right.

You are not Jasmine.

You killed Jasmine

so Aaron could get that insurance money.

And you knew he'd be grieving,

so it'd be easy

to manipulate him into giving you your money back.

And then Jasmine had to go ahead

and change the life insurance policy,

so I had to make it look like you did it.

Too bad the hit-and-run never worked,

but I was really grateful that you left behind

your sleeping pills in the rental car.

And then you were onto your next plan.

The mugging.

Yeah.

Which was pure brilliance...

Until... until Riley figured it out.

I didn't want to kill her,

but, you know, she left me no choice.

I let it slip that Jasmine was strangled

before the police report came out.

So Riley invited you here, told you what she knew.

Mm-hmm. Just begging me to confess.

So... I killed her.

But you missed the clue she left for me.

Yeah.

I hadn't noticed the dresses until tonight.

You know, at first,

I thought that they were a reference to identical twins.

But then I found this photo

with all of you at a charity gala.

And Riley left me this note...

just in case she couldn't get you to confess.

Well...

those stupid dresses, you know.

Jasmine knew I was gonna wear it to the gala that night.

She thought it would be funny to show up in the same dress.

Just like her and her selfish ways, you know?

I am not gonna let you stand in my way again.

Freeze! Police!

Don't move!

-You okay?-I'm fine.

Lana, you are under arrest.

You have the right to remain silent.

The hot cocoa did the trick.

Emma told her mom that even though

it's a prestigious academy with lots of opportunities...

...boarding school wasn't for her.

I'm so glad.

I'm sorry I didn't tell you sooner,

I was just worried about losing Emma.

Yeah, in the future,

it's probably better to keep me in the loop.

Let me help you through the tough stuff.

That's what I'm here for.

From now on, no secrets.

No secrets.

All right.

Okay.

All right...

Here you go.

Happy birthday.

Thank you.

-Thanks.-You're welcome.

Um...

Hope you wished for more cupcakes.

Here... you go.

And how do I thank you all?

I mean, without you, I would never have known

what happened to Jasmine.

I still don't understand how you knew it was Lana.

It was the investor paperwork.

Lana gave Aaron a lot of money,

more than she personally had access to,

so, obviously, we wanted to ask her a lot of questions.

I GPS'd her cell phone

and when we found out where she was...

And he thought I was involved,

so he called in the cavalry.

Lana just had no idea

how much you loved Jaz,

that you would sign away your rights to that money,

so her elaborate scheme failed.

Here's to...

Billie and Ian...

You put your heads and your hearts together

and you got to the bottom of it.

I want to add my thanks, too.

Uh, with Harper turning State's evidence,

Bellflower-Franks is out of the game, for now.

So Tywell Industries is back in business.

But I just wish I could've told Jasmine.

To my twin sister...

who I'll always love.

She was certainly complicated...

But, in the end,

she always did the right thing.

Here's to doing the right thing.

Here's to that.

Hear, hear.

Mm. So there's more cupcakes, right?