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This is a sacred time at New Oasis.

Derek, Tyra, you are about to be reborn.

And now...

A promise... of commitment.

What are you doing here?

- So, I was thinking... - Ugh!

- What if I had my own office key? - Nope!

That way, I won't have to wait out here holding in

the mother of all pees next time Gary's on vacay

and you're exceedingly late.

OK, I'm trying not to take all this super personally...

OK, it feels sort of like the opposite.

I already have your car keys. Why not your office?

Sensitive files, confidential information,

can't just have keys just flying around.

- OK, but what if... - I thought you had to pee.

Hello?

Hi, uh, I'm looking for Marissa Wong.

Oh, you must be my new client, uh...

- Alex! - Yeah!

Come on in.

My buddy Derek is missing for a week now.

- I'm freaking out! - Yeah, I can see that.

We work in advertising...

- Of course you do. - ...and we had a...

Driver, Sarah.

- Hi. - Hey.

Uh, we have a huge pitch coming up on Monday.

Massive brand. Brand-new energy drink, "Lizard Storm!"

Unpalatable.

Derek is the creative guy, and he Don Draper'd me!

He ghosted!

It's not the first time, either. But this time's different!

- What are we talking? - Drugs? Drug dealing? Drug dealers?

No, he's all mixed up in this freak-show fringe religion

called "New Oasis."

Derek joined a cult!

This is Derek's only post.

Are you sure we're dealing with a cult?

I've never heard of New Oasis.

Yeah, I never heard of them either until Derek joined.

He got on this wellness kick. Nutrition, yoga.

- Love yoga! - Hate yoga.

He started hanging out at this juice bar.

All green juice, all the time!

Next thing I know, he's working there remotely,

dating this girl, real social media junkie.

Any time I try to talk to him about the pitch,

all he wants to talk about is Patricia.

- Is that the girl he's dating? - No, no,

the cult's leader, Patricia Anderson.

Derek would never shut up about her.

Hmm, looks like Patricia has a compound up north

where she runs New Oasis wellness retreats,

very expensive wellness retreats.

Yeah, Derek and Tyra went up there last weekend,

never came back.

I called to check.

They said they decided to remain there permanently.

Really?

You're gonna get Derek back, right?

Because if he doesn't do this pitch, we're screwed!

Like, lose-a-million-dollar-account screwed.

Whatever it takes. I just need him back.

Hmm?

Let's talk money.

Derek's social media profile is basically non-existent,

while Tyra hasn't posted on her social since they left for the retreat,

which is saying something for her.

Here are her last two posts that she posted.

Hey, Twenty-Two club! New phone, new case alert.

Hashtag Tyra Two Phones!

Hey, Twenty-Two club!

Dare-bear and I are headed up to the retreat!

I'm so ready for a whole weekend of wellness.

I also found a Reddit thread

from a former member of New Oasis

who says it's nothing more than a cash grab.

The more money you spend, the more enlightened you become.

This dude got all the way to the top only to learn

that Patricia bestows her "cosmic gifts"

unto her followers through, get this, sexual means.

So much for strict celibacy.

So, we're all booked for the retreat?

Yeah, the entire weekend.

Had a little fun with our fake identities.

We're best friends from hot yoga!

Hating every second of it already.

It does feel good to get away from it all, from work.

Gary!

Thought we agreed you weren't gonna be calling me this weekend?

Well, obviously, I lied. Hey, Tracy!

Hi, Marissa.

So, I need you to look into this woman named...

As previously stated, I will not be of any use to you.

I am on vacation!

I did a quick criminal check, but I need you to dig...

No, no, no! Uh, no can do.

This weekend is all about relaxing good times

with good company.

So, do not call me please.

OK, we're on our own this weekend.

Good, yeah. They're fine.

What?

I just thought, you know, maybe

now is a good time to go over our cover stories.

I, for one, am already super excited

to go in character and undercover.

I already got my character picked out.

I just need any relevant information you already gave them.

Well, I told them that you were single,

- very single, childless, never married. - Hurtful.

And that you work as an osteopath.

An osteo... What the...?

I don't even know what an osteopath is!

Well, they do alternative medicine

that emphasizes physical manipulation

of muscle tissue and bones.

It's actually...

Oh my God!

- Is that for us? - Mm-hmm!

Licence and registration?

Pretty sure we were going under the speed limit.

You got a taillight out.

So, you're a friend of the force?

Private detective.

Um, we're heading up to New Oasis on a case.

Well, you'll want eyes in the back of your head up there.

I've been looking into them since they showed up.

I would have shut them down already if I could.

Anything we need to know?

Their leader, Patricia Anderson,

no record, no digital footprint, just showed up out of nowhere.

She's up to something.

Look, you find anything actionable,

and you give me a call.

Get your taillight fixed.

I'm pretty sure he was flirting with you.

- OK, please start driving. - I'm pretty sure he was!

- Start driving! - OK.

You saw it too!

Not seeing Derek or Tyra.

Hi!

Hello.

Welcome to New Oasis.

You must be Marissa and Sarah?

And you must be the world's best guesser! Ha!

Hi! Hello!

I'm Charlotte, greeting specialist.

Please, this way.

Since this is your very first weekend with us,

these next few days will be all about rediscovery.

Oh, I am so looking forward to that.

We have meditative workshops,

guided imagery sessions and, of course, mindfulness hikes.

Yay! It's a perfect weekend!

New Oasis is also a pure energy retreat.

To help you focus,

we don't allow distracting energies.

Oh, you mean, like, negative self-talk or exclusionary speech?

Mmm! Yes, yes!

But more specifically, New Oasis is a technology-free space.

There's no electricity in your living quarters.

And we ask guests to separate from their phones

and electronic devices.

Uh, just curious, uh,

what happens in case of, um, an emergency?

Oh! There's a landline in the main cabin.

We're as connected to safety as we are to the universe.

This is Zander.

- He'll take things from here. - Hi! Hello!

Hi, hello!

Thank you, Charlotte.

Excuse me.

Oh!

I see we have a doctor here with us.

Osteopathy is such a natural, non-invasive branch of medicine.

No pill pushing, just pure healing!

That's exactly why I chose it.

One of our regulars here is an osteopath too!

- That so? - Mm-hmm!

Someone else with an intimate knowledge

of the intricacies of my profession!

How wonderful!

- You're all checked in. Here is your welcome package.

And...

your level-one white bracelets.

Welcome to New Oasis.

Thank you.

Perfect.

I wouldn't touch anything else if I were you.

Not until I do my sweep.

I saw an exposé on the news.

And hotel rooms and cabins are literally covered

in bodily fluids.

That's why anytime I stay anywhere overnight,

I bring my UV flashlight.

You must have been a real hit in university.

And besides, we're not staying overnight.

We're gonna find Derek,

and then we're gonna get out of here before my cover's blown.

We're gonna save Tyra too, though, right?

We're only getting paid for Derek.

OK, while I know you have a set of morals in there somewhere,

they are confusing at best.

Hi! Hello!

Just checking to make sure you're settling in OK.

Also, everyone is now gathering for the welcome address.

Attendance is of the utmost importance

for your wellness journey.

You know, some of these activities actually look kind of fun!

Incorrect.

Art therapy, Tai Chi sword class!

Gary!

Gary!

OK, everyone, let's begin.

Hi!

Hello! Welcome!

Welcome to your new beginning!

It wasn't coincidence that lead you here today.

New Oasis is a haven for all those looking

to reconnect with the universe and each other.

By keeping an open heart and an open mind,

you may just hear what message the universe has for you.

You, sir. What's your name?

Um, I'm Gary.

Welcome, Gary!

Thank you.

And this is my partner, my, uh, life partner, Tracy.

Welcome, Tracy!

Hi!

And what brings you here this weekend, Tracy?

Oh, well, uh, Gary and I have

been experiencing a bit of strain.

Mm-hmm.

Uh, yeah, I... I have some, uh, workaholic tendencies.

So, I have a hard time, uh,

finding non-work time.

Not about finding time, Gary.

- Right. - It's about making time.

Oh, well, Gary has this business partner.

- Yeah, we don't have to... - She's a challenging personality.

Gary also recently hired his niece.

Yeah, but that's... We don't have to...

- It's why we're here, honey. - Yep, yeah.

She is a very sweet and lovely person,

but a desperate co-dependent.

And between the two of them,

there's really not much Gary left for me, for himself...

Well, you've both clearly come to the right place!

- Hi. Hi? - Hi.

Golfing weekend, huh?

Yeah, I lied. But i... it's only because...

You were afraid we'd make fun of you for potentially joining a cult?

- A cult? - We're here on a case.

A couple came here last weekend

and they haven't been heard from since.

I knew I should have researched this!

I got a pamphlet from the juice bar I like.

- OK, well, while you're here... - No, no, no. I'm sorry.

But I promised Tracy a work-free weekend.

Breaking another work-related promise is

the last thing I need now.

Also, she didn't mean what she said in there, by the way.

Uh, she meant it.

But she wouldn't have said it if she thought you were listening.

So, just behind our backs then.

She's a good person. Please don't ruin this weekend.

Um, bye.

So, where do you think Tyra and Derek are?

- There's staff quarters on the... - Hi! Hello!

I'm Mitch!

Hi! Hello!

So, a little birdy told me

that there is another osteopath in the house?

Right, ah! That's me!

So, uh, uh, where did you get your degree from?

Australia.

- Me too. - Ah!

Small... what a small world!

Look at that purple bracelet just shine in the sun.

Uh, is that, uh, level 5?

- Six. - Impressive!

Thank you.

Yeah, um, I'm here almost every weekend.

- Oh, wow! - So, one more

and I finally make gold level!

Were you here last weekend by any chance?

There's this Instagram girl I follow,

- she was here last week. - Oh, uh, social media Barbie!

Yes! She was here with her boyfriend.

Patricia zeroed in on him.

Got more than a little special attention.

Oh, we heard that they decided to stay.

Really? Huh...

Uh, yeah, no, the last time I saw InstaBarbie was last Saturday night.

Uh, she and her boyfriend were headed into the woods...

with Patricia.

OK, here's the plan.

We find the staff quarters.

I kick in the door. I grab Derek.

We run for it, you presumably screaming.

OK, what about Tyra?

Also, should we just be leaving Gary out here?

Gary is a big boy.

Wait... what is that?

Nothing good, I'm sure.

But first, an offering.

Tyra's phone!

What's it doing out here in the woods?

What are you doing?

Uh, Patricia!

Hi! Hello!

We were just out for a meditative midnight stroll,

and I guess we got lost.

This ritual is for gold-level staff only.

As white-level members,

I'm afraid your brains literally can't process

the energy of the conjunction event.

You simply aren't ready.

Understood.

Well, we'll just be heading back to the cabin then.

- Good night! - Night.

Night!

Why was Tyra's phone just sitting out there

in the middle of the woods?

Do you think that gold-level ceremony was some kind of,

- like, cult sacrifice? - OK, you've clearly seen

one too many documentary series.

What if Tyra Two Phones saw something

that she wasn't supposed to see,

and then Patricia had her killed to keep her quiet?

Or what if Tyra was the sacrifice?

Or we can find a way into Tyra's phone

and get some actual answers.

What are you doing? Are you just trying to guess her password?

- Easy, OK? We only have six shots... - I'm in!

It was Twenty-Two Club,

the name of her followers, 2-2-2-5-8-2.

It's opened to her camera app.

And here's a video from last Saturday night.

- Let's see. - Hey, Twenty-Two Club.

I just had the most amazing experience.

Patricia is a goddess.

I'm, like, gold level now, bitches!

You know, this retreat has just been such a turn-on.

I really, really have to find Derek.

We're not supposed to... you know.

Sounds like I'm not the only one

who got all hot and bothered by the ritual.

Oh my God!

Rewind to the scuffle.

Look at the initials on the attacker's cloak.

P.A.

Patricia Anderson, the cult's leader!

What just happened?

The phone died.

And I'm pretty sure Tyra did too.

Ah, morning! Wow, like a painting!

Also, real quick, how's the case?

Not that I'm working, it's a work-free weekend,

but this is a real cult, right?

- What are we talking? Sex cult? - Murder.

- Worse. - We found a video.

- There wasn't a murder on the video. - Ugh, it was implied.

- Implied? - Deeply implied.

- Can't imply murder. - And so, no body?

- No body. - And motive?

- Unclear. - And also, just for clarification,

they're not just killing guests, right?

- We can't be sure. - We can, they're not.

- Probably. - Oh, and also, uh,

Tracy, again, is mortified. She... she's so upset.

She never would have said those things if she knew you were there.

That's not the reassuring statement you think it is.

Also, I convinced her this whole thing is one big coincidence,

that you heard me talking about the retreat,

sounded like a fun idea, we booked the same weekend by accident.

If she asks, lie. Just lie.

OK? OK, good.

According to the itinerary, Patricia is leading

a level-green mindfulness hike for the next hour.

So we need to be able to get into her cabin now,

- while it's empty. - Doctor!

- Doctor! - Oh! Zander!

- Hi! Hello! - Hi! Hello!

There's been an accident.

Mitch, your fellow osteopath, he just slipped a disk in his back.

- Oh! - Oh my! That's awful!

- Yeah, he's in terrible pain. - Oh, I can only imagine.

- Oh, you w-want me to... - Yeah, he's in agony.

Please, this way!

What are you doing?

Hey, Charlotte!

Um, uh, looking for Patricia.

I want to move on up, join the flock.

I've been observing you.

- You're not like the others. - Um...

You've been sneaking around, asking questions.

Who are you really?

I'm a private detective's driver, technically.

Not important. I'm trying to find Derek and Tyra.

I think that Patricia mayb...

It's not safe here.

Meet me at the clearing at the other side of the lake

during Patricia's workshop.

Tell no one!

- Go! Go! - OK!

OK, uh, jus-just one more little...

I'm just gonna apply some light pressure.

OK, I think we got it.

It always feels worse before it feels better.

You just, uh, put an ice pack on that,

you'll be good as new!

- How did that go? - About as good as you'd expect.

Did you get inside Patricia's cabin?

- Uh, no, Charlotte caught me. - Perfect.

But I told her I'm a private detective.

Private detective's driver. Even better. Why did you do that?

I made a judgement call, like you with that cop.

Charlotte is a part of the cult.

- It's not really the same. - She knows something. I can feel it.

I'm meeting her on the other side of the lake

during Patricia's workshop.

I just have to find a way to sneak off.

OK, well, either way, we still need inside Patricia's cabin.

I guess we know where all the money goes.

No blood. Nothing, no stains.

No dirt. No grass stains.

It's totally clean.

It's too clean.

Um...

- Oh, that is... - A lot of bodily fluids.

Somehow also on the ceiling.

Wait, that is...

A perfectly clean patch in a sea of grossness.

Someone scrubbed it down.

Do you think this is a crime scene?

Ugh, I think it's another maybe.

- Look! - Darebear and I

are headed up to the retreat!

Those look like Derek's glasses.

Look at the way the frame is bent and the lens is cracked.

Must have got smashed in the face.

Something heavy.

Uh, OK, we... we have to go to the police now, right?

Worst case, you get to talk to that cute cop again.

Look, a cracked lens and a suspiciously clean portion

of the cabin isn't enough. We can't risk calling it in too early,

blow everything up.

And he's not that cute!

Please! Patricia, wait!

We can talk about this!

I am fully committed! Wait!

Please!

I... I'm ready!

I am but a conduit for the cosmos.

I simply relay its will.

But... but I've done everything. I... I made the platinum pledge!

Your commitment obviously still isn't strong enough.

The universe needs more.

But it's... it's my life savings.

Herein lies your problem, Mitchell.

You're focused on your life savings,

I'm focused on saving your life.

I'll transfer the money right away.

Thank you!

Thank you!

Ugh!

Yeah, hey, it's Bonita.

Bonita Wilson.

Yeah, listen,

there's another big deposit coming in.

No, use the offshore account.

Clean it through the juice bar.

Of course I'm not gonna make Mitch gold level!

Ugh! So mediocre looking.

Just gonna bleed him dry, and then, well...

he'll see.

Bye!

OK, who is Bonita Wilson?

Well, I say it's Patricia Anderson's real name,

because she's a creepy con artist.

OK, now are you ready to call the police?

Nope, look,

we're late for our next session

and we can't risk arousing suspicion.

Not now.

This workshop is about learning a different,

better way to communicate.

And it all starts with reconnecting with oneself.

Maybe you're, um, unaware you're doing this,

but your first instinct is always to dismiss me,

my ideas.

Yeah, I'm fully aware I'm doing that. Psst!

- Psst! - Making that movement in...

What's the name of that juice bar you go to?

...and with others.

- To be in alignment... - What?

...we spoke about conjunction.

"Oasis Juice Bar and Snackery Cafe."

...toward yourself,

out into the universe...

You know, being dismissed all the time is pretty hurtful.

Yeah, OK, well, maybe I wouldn't be so quick to dismiss

if your first instinct wasn't to just presumptively run

to the cops, OK? I'm a detective, OK?

I'm not a junior police helper.

I'm picking up on some intense energy at the back of the room.

Perhaps the group can benefit if you share what you're working on.

Uh...

Uh, I'm just, um, reconnecting with myself.

And I'm feeling like I've...

had enough of being dismissed and being disrespected.

And I don't deserve it.

I don't need this anymore.

Sarah, Sarah!

Volatile eruptions are a natural part

of negative energy unburdening. I'll... I'll check on her.

- Mitch, why don't you take over? - OK, yeah!

Charlotte?

Charlotte?

Charlotte?

Charlotte!

Communication, it is more than just the exchange of information,

it is the exchange of life.

- When we sh... - Eyes open, everyone.

Wonderful session!

Unfortunately, I've just been informed that Charlotte's yoga class

will no longer be taking place tonight.

I'm afraid she isn't feeling well.

Which means an extra long

and relaxing evening nourishment for you all.

Go forth, enjoy!

So, how did things go with my yoga partner?

I wasn't able to find her.

I'm sure she's fine.

And now with Charlotte not feeling well...

it's a real shame, isn't it?

Yeah.

Signs of a struggle.

Sarah's UV flashlight.

- Dan here. - Patricia Anderson's real name is Bonita Wilson.

She's laundering money through some juice place.

And this is?

The P.I. you pulled over, you yutz.

Black hair, bad attitude?

Hurtful, yet accurate. Look into the business licence

for "Oasis Juicery Bar and Snackery Cafe."

- I think that you'll find... - Bonita Wilson.

Con artist. Got caught for a Ponzi scheme, skipped bail.

- Disappeared. - Well, she just reappeared.

And now my driver's missing.

You're gonna want to get to New Oasis, ASAP.

- Don't do anything stupid till I get there. - Too late.

- Where's Sarah? - Excuse me!

What do you think you're...

- Where is Sarah? - Whoa! Ah!

I'm a P.I. and Sarah is my partner.

- What? - Well, she's my driver.

Look, it's not important! What matters is you tell me where she is!

I really don't know what you think I did, but...

I know that you skipped out on bail

and you've been hiding, Bonita.

Found a different scam. Till last weekend, Derek shows up,

handsome guy, so you move him up through the ranks fast,

and we all know why. You're running a sex cult!

What? N-no! No, no, no! What I do isn't sex.

I... I bestow the gift of the cosmos

- through an ascension ceremony. - Using your hoo-ha?

Mmm, I get it, you know?

I would probably drink my Kool-Aid after a while too.

But I found Derek's glasses in here.

So I'm guessing the bestowing didn't go the way you planned.

I also found Tyra's phone, video of you attacking her

with your initials, P.A. on your cloak in full view!

Charlotte was going to blow the whistle.

- And now Sarah's missing! - What? Ah!

Where is Sarah?

- I don't know anything about anything, I swear! - Try harder!

A-a-after I performed my ascension ceremony

on Derek in my cabin, I went to make tea!

When I got back, he was gone.

Zander said he had second thoughts.

He left with Tyra.

I did not kill anyone!

I... I don't know where Sarah is, I don't!

I... I went looking. I did not find her!

I did not attack Tyra!

The video clearly shows your initials!

I'm not the only one at New Oasis with the initials P.A!

Paul Alexander.

Everyone just calls him Zander!

Where's Sarah?

Who did Tyra catch you having secret sex with

that you would do all of this

just to keep your little secret?

Huh?

Hey! That was, uh, quite the nap.

So, uh, meet our missing couple, Derek and Tyra.

Uh, yeah, so, it turns out that Charlotte and Zander

were the ones that Tyra caught having sex in the woods.

Can you believe they did all of this

because they took a celibacy pledge

and were afraid they'd be excommunicated if anyone found out?

Oh, so they're insane.

- Yeah, even by cult standards. - Perfect.

So they abducted Tyra so she wouldn't say anything.

- Logical. - Then went to Derek

- to get ahead of Tyra being missing. - Of course.

And then when Derek freaked out for good reason,

they attacked him! Look!

They gave him that nasty gash and broke his glasses.

- Ugh, cults! - We're not a cult!

We're a collective of like-minded individuals

who all share a divine devotion to a charismatic leader!

Right...

Um, so, not that I'm complaining, but, uh,

why are we still alive?

- 'Cause we're not murderers. - At least we never used to be.

Now it seems like we have no choice.

OK, great. That's perfect.

Who knows you're here?

Who did you tell about us?

They aren't gonna give us anything, babe!

We just have to kill them.

No, no, no. No, I can rewire them.

I can make them forget all of this!

You've been trying with Derek and Tyra, babe.

The cosmic consciousness technique isn't working.

Shocking.

What's our alternative? Huh?

Beg Patricia for forgiveness? Go to jail?

- Ah, ah, no! - Then what?

When we get out, we take the platinum-level pledge of celibacy?

I won't let them castrate you like they did

with that weird osteopath, Mitch!

Go get their vehicle and bags.

We'll dump everything in the lake.

I'll start digging their graves.

- OK? - OK.

- OK. - OK. Go, go, go.

You know, I was a little sceptical of this place.

It's kind of got a culty vibe.

But I think this weekend has been really good for us.

And Marissa and Sarah being here surprisingly hasn't interfered.

And you have been really present.

Oh, I am... My... my tum-tum is upset.

I need to just go to the cabin.

- Sorry, um, see you back there. - Ah, babe.

Too much green juice.

- Ah! - Ah! It's just me!

- What are you doing? - What are you doing?

I thought you said your tummy was upset!

I think Marissa and Sarah are in trouble.

I just saw Zander sneaking their luggage out of their cabin.

I'm so sorry, Tracy.

Oh, well, we better figure out what's going on then.

Whoa, whoa, wait, wait!

OK. OK.

I guess we can't have a work-free weekend after all, huh?

You're lucky. You love your work.

You're good at it.

I... I still need to make some boundaries

between work life... I love you...

and home life.

Let's talk about this later.

Zander just got into Marissa's car!

Oh, OK, OK, stay here.

- No, no, come, come! - OK.

Come, come, come!

Gary!

Oh my God! Are you OK?

- I'm so sorry! - Oh!

You all right? You OK?

Help me get him to the car.

No, no, no. Hold on.

Charlotte still has a knife.

So, some bad news.

You and Zander are headed to a place

where you'll soon be begging for strict celibacy.

Prison.

You really think you two are gonna stop me?

Alone? Empty handed?

- I've got a dagger! - That may be true, but...

Tracy has your shovel.

I'm still confused. It's a sex cult, but no one's allowed having sex?

- Patricia can have sex. - And what? The other two got caught in the act

and went straight to murder?

They tried brainwashing first.

Yeah, I guess that makes about as much sense as everything else.

Did you manage to grab Patricia?

Cruiser found her on an old logging road,

fleeing barefoot with a duffle bag full of gold.

I'm pretty sure we got her on fraud, money laundering,

maybe a weapons charge.

Nice work.

Hey, hopefully, our paths cross again?

How you feeling, Gar?

Like I know exactly why I don't go out in the field anymore.

I'll call you from the hospital and let you know how he's doing.

- Thanks, Tracy. - Sorry again, Gary!

- Quite the weekend! - Yeah, um, about, you know,

what we said in Patricia's session...

It's the key to the office.

Take it before I change my mind.

Apology accepted.

And just FYI, I wasn't actually upset in there.

- Then why did you... - I needed an excuse to meet up with Charlotte.

I figured that was the perfect diversion

and I wanted it to look real.

So you manipulated me emotionally

to get your own way in an attempt to further

your own investigation. That's...

exactly what I would have done.

Taught you well.

Shall we?

So, are you gonna call Sergeant Dan again?

I'm not liking where this is going.

I think you should definitely cross paths again.

I know you want to cross his path!

OK, you know what? I'm gonna walk.

Wait!

Eww!

Next time on Wong and Winchester...

Want to bet, you know who to call.

His poker game was robbed the other night.

You stay cool, you'll walk out of here alive.

We better go if we're gonna meet

with your old cop pal who wants to hire us.

My police gun is now missing.

- Dennis' gun was found next to his body. - What?

There's no way Dennis killed a random bookie.

This is really big! What do we do?

Well, my ex partner, Marissa Wong,

she's a liar with a vendetta for the department.

I think she's trying to burn me.