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Oh, my god!

Phone! Phone! Call 9-1-1!

I was out dancing, I needed to top up my electrolytes.

By burning my kitchen down?

I was making mac and cheese.

I... may have fallen asleep.

Go back to bed, okay?

I'll air the place out,

I'll make us breakfast later.

So you can finish burning my place to the ground?

I don't think so.

Mm... wah!

Fine.

I'll make us saltine crudité.

Like old times.

Great.

Whoo!

I love my brother,

but I can't stand any more of his help.

Well, at least you have somebody.

I wouldn't take that for granted.

How's it going with your husband?

Arjun wants a divorce.

I'm sorry.

Do you still love him?

Do you know anything about plaster?

I feel like I might be out of my depth.

You didn't answer my question.

Nope.

I did not.

Oh...

How are you doing with getting back on the job?

I don't know, I asked Bennett for a meeting.

I heard they promoted Leo,

so maybe they don't even need me.

Mm-mm.

Leo didn't solve an abduction

and two murders in the last month.

Bennett has to take you back.

I loved that job, though, you know,

even when it made me crazy.

So, what's next for us today?

Uh... a session with Mia.

You want some backup?

Nah.

She thinks apps like EyesUp

just make me depend more on other people.

Of course.

Yeah, I'll catch you later.

All right, slow down, Tess.

I got it. I'm athletic, all right?

Oh!

Sorry.

I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I know.

I shouldn't laugh,

but I'm a sucker for a pratfall.

It's a nice break from your "perfect blind girl" pitch.

Right, still not sold, huh?

I like EyesUP. It works for me.

If that means I'm not some perfect low-vision role model...

Nothing's perfect.

Right, take constant contact,

great for speed

and smooth surfaces,

but crappy when it comes to cracks and rough terrain.

That's why you've also got to learn

the two-point touch

and the diagonal touch,

two essential cane techniques.

You really like your jargon, don't you?

Look, all's I'm saying is

disability apps can stand in the way

of learning real skills.

Look, Mia, I was a cop, okay?

I'm used to having a partner.

Someone that...

- Here. - Thank you.

You two gals need any help?

No, no, we're all good, thank you.

My uncle has glaucoma, so I get it.

Okay.

Right, next time, fun stuff,

makeup hacks, dancing in heels.

Oh, that sounds great.

How about after that, I take you to the gun range?

See you later.

All right.

EyesUP, how may I assist?

Hey, Sunny, it's me.

Hey, Tess.

All right, come on, Wilbur.

Says, "missed you at brekkie.

"Leftover saltine crudité in the fridge."

Did he really think you could read that?

Well, that's my brother.

If it's not about him,

he's not thinking at all.

I shudder to ask,

but what exactly is "saltine crudité"?

Crackers topped with

the least-expired condiment in the fridge.

Call from Jake Campbell.

Here we go!

- Call from... - This is it!

Good news.

Bennett wants to see me?

Yeah, act surprised when he calls.

You're too valuable to us,

and we don't believe your condition has to be a barrier.

Bottom line,

we want back in the Tess Avery business.

Great.

When do I start?

As soon as we're set up for you.

You're going to love your new work station.

Work station?

It's in an accessible section of the building downstairs.

It has largeprint monitors, screen readers,

voice-activated phones,

but I know you want to stay active, so...

You'll be seconding Kiros on the Fairview B&Es.

He's terrific.

The way he's working through his hearing loss

is an inspiration.

Sir, I don't really don't need all that stuff.

I get around just fine with my own tech.

What tech?

It's called EyesUP.

Trained professional guides,

vetted, with signed N.D.A.s.

It's really no different

than bringing along any other consultant.

How do you expect this is gonna work?

You can't roam crime scenes like you used to.

Respectfully, sir,

since I left, I have saved Jake's life,

and solved more murders than Leo in his...

Leo...

Avery, you miss me much?

Sorry to interrupt,

but Olivia Banks' father is camped out in the lobby.

Again? We already talked to him.

He came to pick up his daughter's personal facts.

Says he's not leaving till we find her killer.

Tell him we're still on it,

and move him out.

Gently.

I need you elsewhere.

Tess, you have to understand...

I came here for my old job,

and what you're offering me

is a waste of my skills, and you know it.

It's not ideal,

but it's about liability.

You've been lucky so far,

but the way you go at it,

I can't let you jeopardize your own safety.

Ten years I wore that badge,

and I understood the risks.

Nothing's changed.

With respect, Tess, everything has changed.

We're trying our best here.

Sir...

... it's me, okay?

I'm still here.

I'm still your best.

I can do this.

Why can't you see that?

I'm sorry we misunderstood each other,

but I am offering you a job.

Let me guess,

that did not go well?

They're moving me to some other wing

like I don't even belong anymore.

Did you know about this?

Of course, I didn't know...

No, all right,

but the reality is...

Ah, you too.

Li came in with a case.

Banks... something, I don't know.

Bennett back-burnered it.

Tell me what you know.

Olivia Banks.

Delivery driver murdered on her rounds.

We got no witnesses, no CCTV footage,

we got a tire iron found on the scene,

wiped clean...

... and we've tried everything.

We interviewed family, co-workers,

all alibis are rock solid.

It's basically unsolvable.

Wait... Are we gonna talk about this?

I'm all talked out.

Nod to your right.

You're not... taking his offer, are you?

Okay, do you see an older guy anywhere?

He'll look out of place,

probably carrying a box.

Scan side to side for me.

Oh, got him. Your 10:00.

He's heading out the door.

Ten paces, and then you're clear.

Mr. Banks?

I wanted to offer my condolences.

I'm sorry you haven't gotten more answers

about what happened to your daughter.

You another damned detective?

He's looking at the box.

Tess Avery.

Are those Olivia's things?

Mostly silly stuff.

Olivia was a dreamer.

She was hoping to do a hospitality degree in Spain.

When my wife died,

she stayed to help me pay the bills.

Sounds like you raised her right.

She spent her last days in a stinking van,

delivering other people's crap.

You know what,

why don't you give me your number,

and let me see what I can do.

What was that about?

You didn't accept Bennett's offer.

I'm going to prove to him that EyesUP works.

You're gonna solve the unsolvable crime?

I'm not gonna solve it.

We are.

I want to solve this but...

I just don't want to be arrested along the way.

It's not hacking,

we are accessing Jake's case files

with a password he hasn't changed

in a decade.

Honestly, he could use a lesson in cyber-security.

Okay.

I'm in.

Olivia Banks was found

at the back of her delivery van

in the wealthy suburb of Wyndam Falls.

They're calling it suspected robbery.

Driver camera in the cab

and cargo camera were pulled.

What does the M.E. report say?

Defensive wounds on Olivia's arms.

Cause of death "Blunt Force Trauma."

Yeah, there's not much more to report.

You know, it's odd that they didn't do more.

Well, in most robberies,

the perpetrator has no connection to the victim.

No pattern,

basically impossible to solve.

So, what makes you so sure

that we're going to find something that they didn't?

I'm not,

but Bennett is basing this on an assumption,

and I'm not a fan of assumptions.

Like the way they assume

a blind woman can't do her job anymore?

Not blind, but...

Yeah,

which is why we need to get to the crime scene.

Tess...

I thought we were leaving the Banks case on the vine.

Yeah, I'm just taking a second look.

If I were you,

I'd spend less time second guessing,

and more time prepping.

I'm on it.

20 paces ahead of you is where they found the van.

You can still see the chalk marks.

So Olivia's body was found inside,

the van was still running.

Going theory

is that someone passing by saw an open truck

full of valuable goods

and just decided to capitalize.

But why kill her?

Maybe she saw their face.

If she'd been run off the road, there would have been skid marks.

What I want to know is why

she stopped in the middle of nowhere.

Here, do a scan.

Shrubs, trees, brush.

Keep panning.

Stop.

The grass is trampled up ahead.

Go ten paces forward.

Why would she stop here?

She could have been a smoker.

Well, it tracks.

Olivia had a lighter on her dashboard.

Do you see any butts?

Um...

Five paces ahead.

There's a few by your right foot.

Some have lipstick on them.

Different filters, too.

- Popular place. - Mm-hmm.

What's this?

A receipt for Bright 'n' Fresh?

Mouthwash?

They're caffeine pills.

Jake and I used to use them all the time during stakeouts.

So do truckers,

delivery drivers...

Yeah, but Olivia's fellow employees were interviewed,

and none of them said that this place was special.

They probably wanted to keep their little pitstop a secret.

Call us a ride.

Where to?

I don't see how you're going to get in

without presenting as a cop.

Oh, we're not going inside.

Homicide already interviewed the other drivers.

So then why are we here?

Because nobody tells the truth in front of their boss.

We gotta get 'em when their guard is down.

We know they like caffeine.

Where's the nearest coffee shop?

Isn't it a little bit manipulative,

to be posing as blind?

Well, how do you think cops get information,

by saying "pretty please"?

Anyway, as for "posing" as blind...

So, now you are blind?

What about insisting that you can still see?

What... You don't even have to be here?

The whole point of the cane is that I can go it alone.

Just right for the jugular.

- Sunny... - No, it's okay.

It's just, if you get your old job back...

Then that means that I'm out of mine.

Right? Which is good.

I'm training wheels.

- No, you're-you're not. You're... - It's okay.

Hey.

Don't just stand there talking to yourself,

it's a bad look.

- Oh, slow down, slow down! - I got this.

Oh, oh, sorry, so sorry.

Are you okay?

- Sorry. - Engage him.

He works for Dash N Ship.

Geez, I-I feel like an idiot,

I'm sorry about that. Um, uh...

You know, I was here to help a friend

prep for a job interview

at a delivery company.

Dash... something?

But I-I think I got the date wrong.

Well, you're in good company.

I still write last year's date on everything.

Well it was a good year,

maybe should do it over again.

She's got game now.

Can I buy you a coffee?

I deliver for Dash N Ship,

So I can share some tips for your friend.

I mean, if you like.

Um...

I feel like you should know

that he's a real hottie.

Give me one person

who's actually named after a planet.

Uh, Venus Williams,

Freddie Mercury, Bruno Mars, Pluto the dog...

Jupiter puts everyone at work

through a planetary third degree.

Mid 40s,

needs to moisturize.

Well, if this is what it's like to work at Dash N Ship,

my friend is really going to love it.

It's a good crew,

if you don't mind a little hard work.

And having five cameras on you at all points.

Can't even drink coffee in the van

without an infraction.

Tess, this is KD and Ania.

They like to exaggerate.

It's the truth, Jupe.

Delivery quotas are impossible, hours endless.

Once I was called into work while I was still at work.

Whoa.

Well, my friend really needs a job,

but to be honest, I'm worried about her safety.

I saw on the news

about that driver that got killed?

Ooh...

You hit a nerve.

Oh, I'm-I'm sorry.

I didn't mean to upset you guys.

- I... - Uh... We, um...

All knew Olivia.

Just can't believe it happened on her route, you know?

Very bougie area.

Well, Olivia didn't always have the best luck.

That's not fair, Ania.

Uh, what do you mean?

Let's just say

her customers didn't always get their packages.

Huh.

Uh...

Could I maybe get your number?

Too forward? Um...

It was really nice meeting you.

Yeah, you too.

Oh, my gosh!

Did you check your horoscope today?

Because Jupiter is all up in your house.

I was working the case.

Uh-huh, yeah.

You were workin' it all right.

I'm just telling you, he's got something.

Why don't you date him?

I think we've established

that my love life is something of a shambles.

Speaking of which, you didn't answer

when I asked if you still love your husband.

Do you even want to be in this relationship anymore?

Arjun is my last connection to the outside world.

Mm... I don't believe that.

I'll bet plenty of people come to your door.

- You just need to let 'em in. - Yeah.

Well,

my divorce papers are ashes.

So have him resend them.

Give yourself a fresh start.

Can we please stick to murder?

Okay.

What do we know?

We know that Olivia's remote pitstop

was used by other Dash N Ship delivery drivers.

And packages went missing off Olivia's route,

probably taken from porches.

Swiping packages off of doorsteps can be risky.

Maybe they went straight to the source instead.

And killed her?

That's a stretch for a porch pirate.

We'd need door cam footage,

records of Olivia's past deliveries...

Hey, excuse me, uh, change of destination?

Chastanet College.

No, no, no way, not a chance.

- My... - ... "Hacker days are over,

"I'm on the tenure track."

I know, I know.

Then why are you here?

For a tiny little bit of recon.

Payback for the time that porch pirate

stole your score-card editor.

Source-code editor.

Philistine.

Why not just go to the police?

'Cause they've moved on.

Tess, just tell him the real reason.

Also...

I gotta stick it to Bennett.

You know, I knew

she would con you into it.

Yeah, well, I got an old score to settle.

Okay, yup, this is good.

Dash N Ship uses AI to track the time of delivery,

the location,

and even the speed of their vans.

I could use message boards

to map the thefts over the last six months.

This is Olivia's route.

Now look what happens

when I overlay them both.

They intersect.

So either Olivia had very bad luck...

Or she was in on it.

Or she was targeted.

Either way, it could explain

why they chose the crime scene so carefully.

So Maybe they follow Olivia

on her routes

and then grab the juicier packages,

get greedy, and just decide to rob the actual truck?

Or she got wise and confronted them.

Can we find out

where the stolen packages are going?

Probably,

but if we're going to catch a fish,

we're gonna need the right bait.

Inside is everything that we need to ID this sucker.

We have a dummy laptop,

GPS tracker

and enough rainbow glitter for a pride parade.

If these guys were following Olivia's truck,

we can't just plant them.

So we send them through Dash N Ship,

and the pirates steal the packages.

Yeah, and our tracker

will lead us to their headquarters,

where we can then go and...

We will sit tight and watch from a distance.

- There's been one murder already. - Okay.

Call from Jake Campbell.

So you're reconsidering Bennett's offer?

What makes you think that?

Oh, nothing, just the fact

that you're looking into the Olivia Banks case.

The department misread this one, even you.

You know what's crazy,

I had almost forgotten

how incredibly incompetent we all are without you there

to remind us.

Jake, that is not what I meant.

You don't have to prove anything to me, Tess,

okay?

Nobody thinks outside the box better than you.

You just have to prove to Bennett

that you are not a liability.

So I am asking you, pretty please,

slow down, have some faith.

Like Bennett has in me?

_

Our last package is online.

All right.

So, what if some poor homeowner opens one

and then gets a face full of glitter?

I had them delivered to places that are unoccupied.

That way, we only bait our pirates.

_

So, uh, now we wait?

Welcome to the wonderful world of stakeouts.

One percent action,

99%...

Donuts.

Gimme one.

_

_

We got a bite.

Let's go.

Two of our packages are at 20311 Deacon.

Small bungalow up the street,

no garage.

Big hedge by the front window.

Any spot for the camera, Sunny?

I'll check. You stay in the car.

Wait, no, no, no...

I've got Sunny.

And no one's going to mess with a blind girl.

All right, tell me what you see.

Lights are off.

All's quiet.

Get me to a window.

It's ten paces forward.

I thought we were setting up cameras?

Now we're looking in windows?

Lights.

You need to move now.

Oh...

I was hoping Rui would bring friends home.

Those aren't my friends, Grandma.

Uh, looks like our porch pirate's a kid.

You said you were having pizza at the mall...

but instead you're really a... a what?

A porch pilot?

I-I know you're upset,

but we're not here because Rui was stealing.

A delivery driver was killed three weeks ago,

and she worked the area that you took packages from.

- Her name was... - Olivia.

How did you know her, Rui?

I'd use my bike to follow her,

and snatch the packages

after she dropped them off.

She caught me once,

but she let me go with a warning.

You're returning everything you stole.

I was at Badminton when she died.

Yeah, that tracks.

The school website puts him at a tournament the night of.

When did you learn that Olivia had died, Rui?

The next day.

I went to where she took her breaks.

We had become kinda like... friends.

Police were everywhere.

The last time you saw her?

A couple nights before that.

Did you see anything unusual?

She was arguing with someone

inside of a silver car

with, like, green lights underneath.

I didn't see who,

but it seemed pretty intense.

We have no leads.

I guess there are a lot of people

with silver cars,

but the lights have got to be rare.

Under-glows are illegal on public roads,

but since our perp was never caught...

They're impossible to track.

What are we missing?

Yeah, not a lot.

Our killer got lucky.

A little too lucky.

He pulled over at Olivia's rest spot,

and pulled out the right two cameras.

Two cameras?

The driver-facing camera in the cab,

and the cargo camera in the back.

That kid at the coffee shop, KD?

He said there were five cameras.

Where are the others?

So there's two side cameras on the outside,

and a forward-facing camera in the cab...

a street view.

You know, it's strange that the others were left.

If it was me, I'm ripping them all out.

Unless you're a Dash N Ship driver,

in which case, you know exactly which ones to pull.

Mm-mm.

The police report said

that all the drivers had completed their routes that night.

Olivia's co-workers are alibied.

Matt mapped Olivia's route.

Do you still have access to that info?

Can we track the other drivers?

Okay, I'm comparing the routes now.

They all have gaps in the exact same location.

Let me guess,

the pitstop where Olivia was attacked?

It was out of range.

She stopped there for a smoke break

because she knew that her tracker would be offline.

It was the only place where she could go for a rest break

without her company knowing.

If the other drivers knew about that spot,

there would be a chunk of time

where they were unaccounted for,

even if they completed their routes.

Mm-hmm.

I'm calling Jupiter.

It's time for a date.

Okay...

Does this say date at Dairy Zone?

Um...

More like a blind date.

I see what you did there.

It's buttoned wrong.

Oh, so I can't even dress myself for a date anymore.

I didn't mean to criticize.

I don't know, maybe a few fashion faux pas

will help build my cover with Jupiter.

Cover?

Playing blind.

Okay, last time we had an ethics debate,

your point was that you are blind.

So... Now you're not?

I am. I...

Mia would love to hear me say that out loud.

Yay, Mia.

Mia, Mia, Mia...

- I love Mia! - Okay, Miss Mature.

Aw, Tess, I'm just jealous.

She's teaching you to be independent and self-reliant,

and when she's done, you won't need me.

Especially

when we solve this crime,

and you get your old job back.

What do you mean?

You really think that the homicide department

is going to want some random New Yorker

joining in on cases?

Someone's at my door.

Hang on.

Text from Jupiter.

Jupiter is waiting downstairs.

Okay, wait, wait, wait,

I'm so sorry, I'm sorry that I...

I'll be fine on my own. We can catch up later.

Just answer it.

It'll be nice to have a few minutes of independence.

Hey. Hi.

Hi.

A package from an "Arjun"?

My husband.

Oh, you're married?

Not for long.

It's divorce papers. It...

I'm sorry, uh... it's really none of my business.

Just gotta... need you to sign that one.

There's a little extra security for that.

Whoa, jeez.

All they need to complete that picture is a set of truck nuts.

The...

Cheesy lighting.

You know about truck nuts?

Your chariot awaits.

Thank you.

Under-glows.

All set?

Rum raisin, here I come.

Tess?

Tess, can you hear me?

I knew you were too old for me.

Tess, Tess...

I'm glad you were able to get out of work.

I hope it wasn't too much trouble.

Ah, somebody's always looking to pick up extra shifts, so...

It's all good.

So, uh...

Ice cream choice

says everything you need to know about a person.

Okay,

then what does Tiger Tail say about you?

That they were out of Caramel Crunch.

We, uh, taking the long way back to my place?

Actually, I wanted to take you to my favourite lookout spot.

You can check out the city.

Not much coverage out here.

Right.

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

Oh, my God.

How could I let this happen?

Come on, Tess, pick up. Pick up, pick up, pick up.

Tess, Tess, get out of the car!

It's Jupiter. He did it.

Metro Police, what's your emergency?

Kind of weird

taking a blind girl to a lookout.

True,

but trust me...

It's a special place.

You have one new message.

Tess! Tess! Get out of the car!

It's Jupiter! He did it!

Maybe we should get back.

It's getting cold.

We're almost there.

It'll be worth it.

I promise.

Abduction in progress,

victim described as female,

dark-hair, slim, tall,

has a white cane.

Suspect is a Dash N Ship employee,

last seen at Langley Dairy Zone

in a silver sedan,

underglow lights.

Dammit, Tess.

This is it.

No one ever comes out here,

but you can see the whole harbour from this spot.

So...

You take all the blind girls to the lookout spot?

Yeah, I know,

but it ain't about the view.

Do you feel the breeze?

Hear the waves?

I bet it's a nice place to de-stress after work.

Yeah.

Things have been, um, intense.

Because of Olivia?

Uh...

Before everything, we had fun.

Me, Olivia, KD, Ania,

we'd hang out, go to dinner...

We even had a lottery pool.

Not anymore though.

It'd be in bad taste.

Why?

Last month,

it was Olivia's turn to play our numbers,

but she forgot to get the ticket.

And guess which numbers came up that week?

Oh, wow.

How much would you have won?

My share would have cleared my debt,

bought me security,

downpayment on a house.

That sounds rough.

I gotta get something from the trunk.

Uh... don't move, okay?

I'll just...

We're really close to the edge.

Drop the weapon!

What, d-do you mean the hot chocolate?

Take him down to the station for questioning, come on.

You okay? You okay? You all right?

- No, I'm fine. - Did he hurt you?

I'm fine. No. How did you find me?

A mystery call to the station

put you at a Dairy Zone

in a silver sedan with underglows.

Witnesses saw you headed west.

Traffic cams picked you up from there.

Wait, wait...

You're a cop?

And you're a suspect in the Olivia Banks murder.

He lost out on millions 'cause of her.

That-that's not true.

Olivia was my friend, I wouldn't hurt her.

Then why was she seen arguing

with the driver of this car

right before she was murdered?

Is this why you went out with me?

Answer the question.

I-I don't have a car.

I wanted to impress you, so I...

Borrowed a co-worker's ride.

Whose?

What the hell you were thinking?

Are you serious?

I just cracked the case.

I'm trying to get you into Bennett's good books,

and you are fighting me every single step.

- Fighting you? - Yes!

If you guys had dug deeper into Olivia's co-workers,

you would have seen they had motive.

You would have known that Ania

is the owner of that car, not Jupiter.

Okay, yeah, Jupiter,

the suspect that you allowed to drive you

into the middle of nowhere.

I got this, Jake.

Oh, yeah, allow me to take some notes from the pro here.

You know if Jupiter was our guy,

you'd be in his trunk right now.

How many times do I have to prove myself?

Would you just hurry up?

Ania's shift is ending. We can still get her at the depot.

Okay, there is no "we" here.

God, I swear, I'd cuff you in the back right now if it was legal.

Come on, you know I would take you down

before you got those cuffs near me.

Who would do the driving?

Tess? Tess!

God, I-I thought I lost you!

I really thought you were dead.

I'm still on the case, thanks to you.

You're welcome.

Suspect is on the move.

No, no, no.

You stay put, I mean it.

Sunny, I need eyes.

What do you see?

Jake's running into the building after Ania.

Wait...

I think she's getting away.

She came out the side door,

she went down a passageway.

Call Jake.

He left his phone here.

Sunny, get me to her.

I don't think this is a good idea.

Do it, Sunny.

Okay, she went down this passageway,

but I can't see how far.

I'm turning on night vision.

Hey, what the hell are you doing here?

Look, for a second I thought we understood each other.

She moved behind the dumpster.

Directly in front of you.

Jake, she just hid behind the dumpster.

How can you tell?

Echolocation. I'm like a bat.

Okay, look,

I've met her.

I can talk to her,

distract her

while you go around the other side.

Go, just do it.

Ania? It's Tess.

She stepped out from behind the dumpster.

We met with Jupiter.

- Stay back, or I'll shoot. - No gun.

- Just a box-cutter. - Look...

We can figure this out, okay?

I know Olivia let you down...

No, you don't know anything.

I know about the lottery ticket,

how devastating that must have been,

how angry it must have made you feel.

She let us believe we'd be rich.

I know what it's like

to feel like you've lost everything.

No, you don't get it.

I mean, I spent days thinking that my life would change.

I bought a stupid fancy car,

thinking that I would actually get out of here

and be somebody.

And she took all of that away.

Tess, she's got the blade to her throat.

Look, just, just... just tell me what happened.

I wanted to talk,

ask her why she lied,

and do you know what she said?

"Sorry. There's nothing I can do."

Do you know how many times I have heard that?

You got angry.

I get it, anybody would.

No, I lost it, and I grabbed a tire iron,

and I hit her, and she dropped.

It was an accident.

I just wanted a better life.

I know you do.

He's got her.

It's okay, it's okay.

It's okay.

Drop it, drop it.

Shh, shh...

You did it, Tess.

If you're looking for silverware,

the best I got is some plastic spoons.

Oh, just as I've bought you the finest groceries

that very little money can buy.

Um...

Are you feeling okay?

I'm... happy you're here.

Sorry if I don't always say it.

I'm just not used to having people in my space.

The feeling is mutual.

Lucas, again? Really?

Why don't you just fry up some lighter fluid?

Oh, uh, before I forget,

this was left for you on your front stoop.

You're lucky someone didn't swipe it.

Come on, open it up.

Silk.

Hold it up, let's see it.

Oh...

Wow.

Did you finally get a stylist?

Is he single?

Sunny.

Okay, you've got this.

Just take a breath.

You ready?

I'm ready.

Tell me when it's done.

It's done.

My divorce is official.

To new chapters.

Thanks, by the way, for the jumpsuit.

According to Lucas, it suits me.

Well, it's my parting gift to you.

Who said anything about parting ways?

Oh, Tess.

I'm not an idiot.

You're going to go back to the force,

and you won't be allowed to take me along,

and pretty soon, you won't even need me,

thanks to Mia's lessons.

It was fun while it lasted.

Look, Sunny...

... you're more than an app.

You're my partner.

So...

I hope you're willing to stick around?

How is that even gonna happen?

I mean, officially?

Well, officially, you're tech.

Just leave the rest to me.

Gotta admit,

I never thought I'd see Olivia Banks' name in black,

but I can't see how this is gonna work

in any official capacity.

What if I wasn't official?

"Civilian Consultant"?

Other departments have them.

It's a way around the red tape.

You want to stay in Homicide.

I want to stay in the field,

with full autonomy,

solving cases my own way,

especially the tough ones.

My tools, my tech.

And what if I don't accept?

Then I'm gonna keep

dancing circles around your people on my own time.

At least if I work with you,

your team gets the credit.

You sure you want this, Tess?

To do my job?

That's all I've ever wanted.

Then it's a deal.

Your fellow investigators

are going to hear you talking to your guides.

- So? - So it's going to be awkward

if they don't know the truth,

and I know you've been reluctant

to come clean about your new reality.

Not anymore.

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