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[dramatic music]
[panicked breathing]
[dramatic music]
[funky baseline music]
Thanks.
He say anything?
Oh yeah. Wants a lawyer.
[confident music]
I was at the Mayor's Gala until 10:00.
I presented him with a check for his charity foundation
and I left shortly after.
Alone?
Angelica had been drinking.
I escorted her outside and put her in a cab.
My assistant then drove me home.
I was in bed when the police showed up on my doorstep.
Where is Bolton anyway?
I don't pay his exorbitant retainer
to have him send the junior varsity squad.
[chuckle]
George is currently out of town,
he'll meet with you in the morning.
How did you know Angelica Banes?
We met through her late husband,
he was a colleague of mine.
Were you close?
No.
I didn't kill that girl.
My client won't be answering any questions at this time.
I can't help him if he won't talk to me.
And they say you don't have a sense of humor, Detective.
Judge Martel signed off on the search warrant
for Ashcroft's house 20 minutes ago.
My generosity has a very small window.
Ugh.
Have you ever seen Detective Sanchez smile?
Around you? Never.
[chuckle]
So what exactly are you looking for?
We got a partial print at the scene,
belonged to a pair of $900 Oxfords.
Well, you just described half the financial district.
I got drinks with a hedge fund manager last week
who's suit cost more than my rent.
Wow. I'm in the wrong line of work.
[chuckles]
So, drinks... huh?
I mean, I left halfway through the appetizers.
Abernathy's later?
Depends.
On?
On what you find in that house.
[upbeat music]
Have you ever met somebody who completed you... like a puzzle?
That's how I felt when I first laid eyes on him,
that warm summer night.
It was like the stars had aligned
for that one singular moment.
And my life would never be the same again.
[woman yawning]
Um... did... did you want tears?
'Cause I can... I can do tears, I just need a moment.
Yeah. No.
I think we got everything we need.
That'll be all for today.
Okay.
Um... hey. Hey Marguerite!
Um... look, I know I'm late on this month's rent.
[scoffs]
Okay, and last month's too,
um... but I promise you I'm good for it.
If I give you more time,
I have to give everyone more time.
I have my own bills to pay.
Um... uh, I'm looking for Nicole Sullivan.
Um... I am up for the lead in A Murder of Crows.
Never heard of it.
Well, it's playing at the auditorium.
Six-month run, guaranteed.
So, you could go to all the trouble of vetting new tenants
and calling references and chasing down deposits.
Or you could just give me five days?
Two days.
And then I'm changing the lock.
Oh, um... you forgot your notice.
You better hang on to it.
Um, you know that if this is your first,
legally you're entitled to 14 days.
Okay, I'm sorry, who are you?
Cliff Kingston, Esquire.
Tipping the scales of justice towards you.
Ah, that's a guarantee. Now, I represent Charles Porter.
Okay. Well, I don't know a Charles Porter.
Well, he knew you. You've been named in his will.
Okay. Well, that must've been some kind of mistake.
No, no kind of mistake.
He was very clear in his instructions.
It was all to be left to you.
What was?
His business.
The office building, the company car,
the whole enchilada.
What?
Okay. Look, if you don't wanna keep it,
you can sign over power of attorney to me.
I can liquidate the assets for you,
write you a nice check.
Minus of course my 10 percent fee.
Hm.
Looks like you could use it.
Okay, what's the catch?
[laughs]
No catch.
Where do I sign?
Okay, one catch.
Yours isn't the only signature that I need.
I spoke with Ashcroft's assistant,
he corroborated his account.
Said he dropped Ashcroft off at his home at 10:30, alone.
And the witness?
John Cambry, mayor's aide.
Claims he stepped outside to take a phone call
when he saw Ashcroft and Banes leave together in the same car.
Is he sure?
Well, he was over 50 feet away
and had three cocktails that night but he stands by it.
[message alert]
I have the bond hearing in an hour.
Any more bad news?
Police found a footprint in the alley behind the victim's condo.
They recovered an identical pair of shoes from Ashcroft's closet.
[Secretary] Sir, you can't go back there!
I just wanna talk to him. You ignore me, Bolton? Huh?
What, my phone call's not worth your time?
Hey, can we get security in here?
You think you can destroy my son's life and just walk away?
You can't do that to people!
There are con... Get off me!
There are consequences.
You'll see! You'll see! Trust me!
[Mitch] Okay, get off.
Uh, Nora, there's someone here to see you.
Who?
She said she was your sister.
You're back.
Yeah. For a couple months now.
I guess I missed that call.
Didn't think you'd pick up.
Was I wrong?
So why are you here now?
Uh, well a man came to see me today.
A lawyer.
Are you in some kinda trouble?
No... no.
We were named in a will so we have to sign paperwork.
Both of us.
This was the man you spoke with?
Mmhmm.
He's not even an estate lawyer.
His card says personal injury and has three typos.
Okay, well Charles Porter was real.
He died last month. It was in the obituaries.
And for some reason he left us his business.
His business?
Mmhmm. A detective agency in Bucktown.
Wait... where you going?
I'm going back to work.
I will see you in another 10 years.
[soft rock music playing]
You have a sister? Older or younger?
We're twins.
You mean to tell me there's two of you running around this city?
Doesn't sound so bad to me.
Fraternal.
Nikki and I aren't anything alike.
Nikki? You're Nikki and-
Nora. Yes, yes.
Please know I've heard all of the jokes.
[laughs]
So what happened between you two?
Uh, our parents died when we were 17.
A man broke into our house looking for money,
not realizing they were home.
Nikki had her bags packed a week later.
Took off to New York to pursue an acting career
and left me to pick up the pieces on my own.
You know everybody deals with grief in their own way.
Well, her way was far away from me.
Alice... what's this?
It's tradition.
You pass the detective exam, you take the shot.
[sighs]
[bell ringing]
Hey everyone! Robby Watts passed the test!
[cheers and applause]
Thanks.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Oh gosh, I can't believe I didn't get the callback.
No. Hey, did you tell them that I can speak French?
Well... no, but I could learn.
No, I was really counting on this one.
No, no. It, it's okay.
Yeah. No, I understand.
Okay, I'll talk to you later.
Bye.
[emotional music]
[TV Reporter] Karl Ashcroft's lawyer had this to say
at the courthouse today.
[Bolton] Mr. Ashcroft is a man of unimpeachable character.
His contributions to this city are widely acknowledged
and we intend to prove his innocence
beyond a shadow of a doubt.
Now I'll take your questions.
[sighs]
[emotional music]
[mysterious music]
[dog barking]
Go. Go!
I thought you were working late.
Change of plans. You hungry?
I was gonna order out.
My sister called. She invited me for drinks.
I could cancel.
No. You should go.
Enjoy yourself.
Rebecca?
Say hi to Grace for me.
[mysterious music]
[car engine starts]
Hey Ben. Have you seen George?
Uh, no.
Must be working from home today.
Hey, we missed you at Abernathy's last night.
Yeah, I had decided just to head home,
have a quiet night in.
What happened?
I, uh... was trying to fix my gate.
I should've hired someone.
Excuse me.
[voicemail] You've reached George Bolton, leave a message.
Nora!
Nora! Hey.
Okay. I'm sorry about yesterday.
I shouldn't have dropped by unannounced.
So you decided to stop by today unannounced?
Well, the lawyer wants us to go to his office
to go over the will.
Let me get this straight, you don't talk to me for years
and then you show up looking for a favor?
Okay. Well, aren't you curious at all as to why a man
that we never met left us everything he owned?
Not particularly, no.
Nora, come on.
The lawyer will have all the paperwork ready,
you can read it over yourself, and if it's bogus, we go.
Fine. But I need to make a stop.
[sighs]
Hey, you cut your hair!
Since I last saw you.
A couple times, yeah.
Okay Nora, come on, I am trying here.
To what, make small talk like two old friends catching up?
Yes. What's wrong with that?
You are only here to get something from me.
You're selfish Nikki, you always have been.
Hello?
Are you sure he's here?
The car was in the drive.
I don't know, this looks like the house of a man
with many cars.
And honestly, very questionable taste.
Hello? George?
[dog barking in the distance]
Nikki, Nikki...
[dog barking]
Oh, my goodness, hi there!
Oh, my goodness! Oh, you're so cute.
- Nikki? - Yeah?
Stay here.
Okay.
You know what? I think I have something for you.
[curious music]
[phone dings]
[curious music]
Nora!
[camera shutter snapping]
Bullet wound to the head looks to be self-inflicted.
Anybody hear the shot?
No, but he left a note on his laptop.
Metadata puts time of death around 10:40 last night.
Who found him?
I made sure not to touch anything.
I was an extra on an episode of Law and Order once, so...
kinda know the protocol.
- Miss Sullivan? - [in unison] Yes?
Oh, she's my sister.
I'm Detective Sanchez.
I'm very sorry for what you just had to see.
Well, that makes two of us.
He didn't kill himself.
The evidence would suggest otherwise.
I saw him just yesterday. He was fine.
I mean, what about the fact that the door was open
when we got here?
Or that his statue has clearly been vandalized?
Why is that not taped off?
Miss Sullivan, I do not need your advice
on how to run my investigation.
I just wouldn't want you to miss something important...
again.
Did you give your statements to one of my officers?
Yes.
Then you're free to go.
Thank you so much.
Ex-boyfriend?
I just thought that would explain the hostility there. No?
Okay.
Alright. What I was thinking is I need two at that entrance
and another two over there.
- You don't trust him? - Nope.
- How come? - It's a long story.
Look, I know I said I'd go with you to meet that lawyer, but...
No, no, no. It's fine, it's okay.
Do you have any idea who would wanna hurt your boss?
This is my house. Why can't I go inside?
[Officer] Excuse me, ma'am.
Will someone tell me what's going on here?
Are you Mrs. Bolton?
Yeah.
I'm sorry to tell you your husband is dead.
[gasping]
Hey. Did you hear? About Bolton?
Senior partner sent everyone home for the day.
I heard he was having problems in his marriage.
Really?
I came in early last week
and caught him sleeping on his office couch.
Guess you never know what someone's going through.
[mysterious music]
[knocking at door]
- Hi. - Hi.
What are you doing here?
What, can't a friend stop by without a reason?
Okay. I wanted to check on you. I was worried.
I'm fine, really. You don't have to babysit me.
'Kay.
I guess I'll just have to eat these egg rolls by myself.
Come on in.
So... that was Nikki?
That was Nikki.
Does this mean you're attempting to mend fences?
Oh, that would require a fence to mend.
Nikki and I have never exactly been close.
You're twins.
Nikki has always had one priority...
Nikki.
Growing up with her was like living with a tornado.
She would sneak out, skip school,
leave me to cover for her.
Now she's back, 10 years later
and seemingly nothing has changed.
She's your family, Nora.
She left me, Robby. When all I needed was my sister.
How am I supposed to forgive that?
Did I ever tell you I spent a year in juvie?
You haven't mentioned it, no.
When I was 13, um... things were hard at home,
I started getting in fights at school.
I did my best to push a lot of people away
but my brother John never gave up on me.
Believe me, I gave him more than enough reasons to.
I know your sister hurt you.
But I think you'll regret the time you missed.
One mistake shouldn't define a person forever.
I'll think about it.
Good.
I wanna show you something.
What am I looking at?
George sent me this email last night.
A little over 30 minutes before he died.
"Meeting with Ashcroft moved to Thursday.
"Follow up on forensics."
Does that sound like someone
that was about to take their own life?
I don't know Nora,
maybe he was wrestling with the decision.
No, no, no.
I have worked with George for years and there is nothing
that man likes more than the sound of his own voice.
And what, he writes a two-sentence suicide note?
So what are you saying, he didn't write it?
I'm saying none of this makes sense.
What about the broken statue?
Bolton's wife told us it was damaged last month
in that big storm.
There's gonna be a thorough investigation,
you'll get your answers.
Sanchez looked like he was ready to call it on the scene.
I know you've had your differences
but he's the best detective in the precinct.
Right. Right.
Ugh! I just, I feel like something is wrong
and I'm the only one who sees it.
You've always had great instincts.
But sometimes the simplest answer is the right one.
[mysterious music]
[panicked] Grace, it's me.
I've been trying to get ahold of you all day.
If the police ask, I was with you last night.
I'll explain everything, just do this for me.
Please.
[peaceful music]
[camera snap sound]
[knocking]
His office is the second door on the right.
Mrs. Bolton, I am really sorry for your loss.
George was a wonderful mentor. He taught me a lot.
I really wish I knew that he was struggling.
Was he seeing anyone, a therapist?
No.
It was a shock to us all.
[dog barking in the distance]
Oh, don't worry.
I put him in the laundry room.
He doesn't do well with strangers.
Do you always put him in there when you have guests?
Err... it's never for very long.
We just wouldn't have a moment's peace otherwise.
Mmm.
Hey, look. If...
He had a guest.
Excuse me?
I just spoke to George's wife.
She told me that they put their dog in the laundry room
if they're expecting company.
What were you doing at his house?
I had to pick up a file.
And interrogate his widow?
I didn't interrogate anyone.
Look, when I got to the house yesterday
the dog was in the laundry room.
That should be in my statement.
She did say that.
And that must mean he met someone that night.
Thank you.
Well, don't you think you should look into this?
I think this is the second time
I've asked you to stay out of my investigation.
Third time you'll be looking at obstruction.
Wait, if...
No, no, no, hang on. We'll look into it.
- But... - I promise.
[phone buzzing]
Hello?
[Sheila] Nora, are you near the office?
Yeah, 10 minutes away. Why?
Karl Ashcroft has asked to meet with you.
I hired this firm
because of Mr. Bolton's tenacious reputation.
I can assure you Mr. Ashcroft,
we will continue to provide you with excellent representation.
Just what exactly is it that you can do for me?
Well, we would work together on a strategy.
We would present your timeline of events
and put witnesses on the stand to support it.
Honestly, I think your case is very strong.
I was given some assurances
that this would never see the inside of a courtroom.
Are you talking about a plea bargain?
I'm afraid Miss Sullivan, given the recent turmoil
that has befallen your office,
I will be seeking representation elsewhere.
Oh, my gosh. It's just a bunch of junk.
Hey now. There's a lot of great stuff in here.
Mmhmm.
This table... solid mahogany.
Gonna have to pay someone to haul that away.
Just... just look around.
Uh, I still need your sister's John Hancock.
Yeah. I'm working on it. Hey, is that him?
Yeah. That's Charlie.
Best in the biz.
How'd he die?
Heart attack.
He was a stand-up guy.
Old school, you know? Real code of ethics.
We're a dying breed.
Hey, what's Skip-Hunt?
That's a database used by PI's.
Gets them access to all kinds of things.
Like what?
Criminal backgrounds, registrations, plates.
You know...
Hmm. Hey, I should use that on my next blind date.
So, is that what he did for you?
Yeah.
If you wanted information, Charlie could get it for you.
Hmm. You mean leverage, huh?
[laughs]
Potato, potato.
- Hmm. Oh - [camera shutter snaps]
Hey, look!
Looks like Charlie was a secret theater buff.
[laughs]
I always pegged him for a sports guy.
He loved the Cubs.
Oh... wait, okay, hold on.
These are all playbills from my shows.
Yeah. I guess he was a fan.
Okay. Did he ever mention how he knew me and my sister?
No. Just said you were like family.
What?
Look, you should make a note of anything you wanna keep.
Now this for example.
It may not fetch much on the open market
but it could be a nice conversation starter.
Not really sure I wanna have
whatever kinda conversation that thing's starting.
What?
You find something?
Yeah. Yeah, I... I did.
[sighs]
Here's Bolton's caseload.
I couldn't find the Ashcroft files anywhere.
Oh, we're off it. He hired another lawyer.
Are the senior partners gonna be happy
we lost such a high-profile client?
No, but there is nothing we can do about it.
We are gonna need to go through the rest of George's clients,
update them on what's happened,
and make ourselves available to anyone who wants us.
Who's Randall Grimes?
Uh, Bolton represented him
on an involuntary manslaughter a few months ago.
Twenty years old, got into a car accident
and killed the other driver.
Drinking?
Yeah. The judge threw the book at him.
He's at Cook County.
What happened to the appeal?
I don't know, but his father was furious
with the way that it was handled.
That was him the other day.
The one security had to take out of the building.
Mitch Grimes.
Yeah, I think we can safely move that
to the "not interested in our representation" pile.
[car honking]
Ah! What do you think?
About what?
About the car! It's part of our inheritance.
This is why I had to drop everything to meet you?
No.
This.
This was at the detective agency.
It's a photo of Charles Porter.
With our parents.
So why didn't Mom and Dad ever mention this Porter guy?
I don't know.
But it must mean something, right?
It could just be one random photo.
No, because he has playbills from my shows
and articles that you wrote for your school newspaper.
Do you think he was investigating us?
Uh... who knows.
What's wrong?
Uh... No.
Marguerite? Marguerite, hi.
I thought that you were gonna give me two days.
And that's what I gave you. That was Monday.
It's Wednesday.
No. No, no, no, you can't count Monday.
That wasn't even a full day.
We spoke at 10:00 AM.
No. Marguerite, please. Please.
I have nowhere else to go.
[sighs]
You're really in a jam, huh?
Yeah. Yes, I am.
I have been bouncing around a lot lately.
Living out of my suitcase.
Just never really fitting in, you know?
Finding my people.
But I don't know, Marguerite.
This place here, it... it's really felt like home.
You know?
Gosh...
You really are a terrible actress.
[laughs]
[sighs]
Got the labs back on Ashcroft's shoes.
Both elements of soil
that matches the sample we took from the scene.
Both have traces of cement dust
which is consistent with the recently disposed of materials
we found inside the dumpster.
Where are the shoes now?
Back in evidence.
Heard you were aiming for detective.
Working on it.
You know it's a difficult process.
The Board scrutinizes your record.
Sir?
We do things by the book here, proper channels.
I'd hate to see you jeopardize your future
because of the people you choose to associate with.
Sounds like a threat... Sir.
We get the ballistics back on the Bolton case?
No.
Let me know when we do.
Your landlady can't just change your locks like that.
We'll file a civil injunction tomorrow.
Until then you can stay here.
No, it was just a misunderstanding.
Really, that's it.
I mean, it's nice that she let me grab some things.
Is that why you were so insistent on the inheritance,
you need the money?
No! No, I'm great.
Yeah, I was just in an off-Broadway production
of "Twelfth Night".
- Really? - Mmhmm.
I was Anne Hathaway's understudy's understudy.
What does that mean?
It means that if two people got sick I got to be in the show.
Did they?
No. Okay, so maybe I'm not getting as many callbacks
as I would've liked.
You should've told me.
Well, up until a couple of days ago
you wouldn't even talk to me.
I should get some work done. Make yourself at home.
Okay. Hey, what about the photo?
Oh. We'll have to table it for now.
'Kay.
[phone dialing]
What is that?
Oh, it's a diffuser.
Oh.
[Mr. Grimes] Hello?
Hi. Mr. Grimes?
I'm with Bolton, Fultz and Gray. We handled your son's case.
I've got nothing to say to you. Don't call me again.
Hey, do you want lavender or bergamot lime?
Sensing some tension so lavender it is.
Are you hungry?
Yeah. I could eat.
[soft rock music playing]
You took me to a cop bar?
Come on. The food is good and the drinks are cheap.
You'll like it.
Okay.
Starting to see the appeal here.
Alice, Can we get an IPA please? And...
Oh, a, uh, sapphire and cranberry
with a lime twist, please.
Uh, she'll have an IPA. Ooh, and a menu, please.
You got it.
Okay. So, I thought cops and defense attorneys
were like, mortal enemies.
Well, at the end of the day we all want the same thing.
$5 wings?
Justice.
Got it.
You must be Nikki. We've heard a lot about you.
How did you know?
I didn't spend 25 years on the force
because I look good in the uniform.
Although I did get many compliments.
Before Alice bought Abernathy's
she was a lieutenant for the CPD.
Oh.
This bar has been a watering hole for Chicago's finest
for over 80 years.
Alice, are you familiar with Mitchell Grimes?
Sure.
He's been training service dogs for the department for, gosh...
over a decade now.
Oh. And to get a contract like that with the Chicago PD,
a person would probably have to pass
a criminal background check, right?
You must be the subtle sister.
Oh, no. I'm an actress.
If you're asking what I think you're asking,
Grimes is a model citizen.
Not so much as a speeding ticket.
Okay, here we go.
What's that?
Oh, my gosh, you saved all of these?
Yeah. I wasn't going to but I couldn't seem to let them go.
Anyway, I thought maybe one of them
would give us some insight into Charles Porter.
A lot of them are from before we were born.
Oh... oh my gosh. I loved this costume.
I remember you wore it into November.
[laughs] I did.
Oh, okay, uh, this is from my senior year production
of "The State Fair".
Okay. Not to brag or anything
but, uh, the school newspaper
did say that my performance as Emily Edwards was,
uh, and I quote, "luminescent".
Didn't you used to date the editor of the school newspaper?
That's neither here nor there.
[laughs]
Okay. You were very good.
Okay, thank you, but would you...
would you say that I was luminescent?
Sure.
[laughs]
Oh, here you are in, um, I don't know what that is.
That's math club.
You were in math club?
Mmhmm. Well, you know that.
That's why I was always late to dinner on Thursdays.
- Really? - Yes.
Oh. I just thought that was some lame excuse
you always made up.
Okay.
[laughs]
Hmm. They look so happy.
I wonder if they'd be proud of me.
Why wouldn't they be?
Come on, you were Anne Hathaway's understudy.
...'s understudy.
You're following your dreams, Nikki.
That is more than a lot of people can say.
Do you ever... think about that night?
All the time.
I just can't help but wonder if we had been there...
Hey. We were kids.
What could we possibly have done?
I don't know. Something.
Maybe.
I miss them.
Me too.
Uh... it's getting late.
Good night.
Uh, Nora?
Thanks.
Eye on the ball. You ready?
Yes!
Here we go.
Oh... heater.
[laughs]
Hey, just in time. How's your arm?
Um... can I talk to you for a sec?
Uh... yeah. Sure.
Hey.
Let's take a break, okay?
There's a juice box in the refrigerator
with your name on it. 'Kay?
Mmhmm.
Bye.
Aww.
You are so good with her.
She says I'm her favorite uncle.
I'm her only uncle but I'm still very proud.
Have you spoken to Mitch Grimes?
Nora, you aren't counsel anymore,
I can't share that kind of information.
He came into our office, Robby, the day George died.
He threatened him.
[sighs]
Look, ballistics came back this afternoon.
And?
They confirmed the suicide.
What?
Sanchez officially closed the case.
What are you doing?
Oh, research.
Yeah, I just got done with the "Maltese Falcon"
and next up... "The Long Goodbye".
No, no, I mean why has everything been moved?
Oh, I just figured it kinda, you know,
opened up the space a bit.
What's wrong?
They closed the case.
Ruled it a suicide. Officially.
Were you and your boss close?
I interviewed with the firm right out of law school.
I remember sitting in this room with 10 other candidates.
All Ivy League, legacies.
Senior partners were hardly impressed with the girl
who waitressed her way through state school.
They had their "no" ready before I even sat down.
And then to add to the growing list of humiliations,
I get outside to find a cop writing me a parking ticket.
So you basically paid 50 bucks
for the pleasure of being rejected.
I didn't pay a thing.
I talked my way outta the ticket.
I had that cop in a blender.
[laughs]
George overheard the whole thing
and offered me a job on the spot.
I'm not naive.
I know George had a reputation
of operating in a moral gray area but, uh...
he saw something in me when no one else did.
Gosh, do you really think he could've been murdered?
It doesn't matter. I can't prove it.
Well, there's an obvious solution here.
Which is?
We prove it.
Yeah, it's a good thing
I got rid of that ugly painting that you had.
George's wife?
Yeah, the spouse is always a suspect.
Don't they teach you anything in law school?
Yes. She has an alibi. She was at her sister's.
So she claims.
Okay. Now what about Karl Ashcroft, right?
I mean, your boss bails out a murderer
and then hours later he's dead?
Alleged murderer. And what's his motive?
He's your client.
Actually, he hired another lawyer.
At the same firm?
No.
I think we should be looking at Mitch Grimes.
Hm.
He has bad blood with Bolton because of the way
his son's case was handled and we have no idea
where he was the night of the murder.
Okay. Well, is there any way we could find out?
I know I could get him to talk
if I could just get five minutes with him.
Okay, the last time you said that you got a dial tone.
[gasps]
I have an idea!
When he came into the office that day
he was wearing a hat with, like, a red tiger on it.
Ooh!
Westport Tigers.
It's a high school baseball team,
Mitch Grimes is the assistant coach.
The younger son Mason is on the roster.
They have a game scheduled at Wicker Park in 30 minutes.
Mitch Grimes?
Yeah. Who are you?
Uh, we're private investigators.
[whispers] No, we are not.
Well, until you sign those papers
we have a detective agency.
I'm Nora Sullivan.
I was an associate of George Bolton.
I just wanted to ask you a few questions.
I was at the station for three hours on Tuesday
telling the police my story.
Oh. Well, I guess you've gotten pretty good at it then,
haven't ya?
[whispers] Stop it.
Ugh.
The day you came into the office,
what did you wanna talk to George about?
Mason... why don't you head on over to the field?
I'll be right behind you.
But Dad, I...
It's alright.
My son's a good kid who made a mistake.
He never wanted to hurt anyone.
Maybe not but he broke the law and he got a fair trial.
Did he?
Hmm.
You know, we were told George Bolton was the best.
So we took out a second mortgage on our home to hire him,
only for him to skip out on meetings
and dodge my phone calls.
You think he was negligent?
I think he was a crook who got what he deserved.
But I didn't kill him. I was at work until midnight.
Hey coach, you uh... you doing anything after the game?
Yeah, no, I'm also... super busy.
I didn't wanna do anything anyway.
- Hey. - Oh!
How'd it go?
Uh, he stonewalled me.
Did you get anything?
No. This trip was a bust.
Okay. I wouldn't say that.
His kid had this in his bag.
Looks like Mitch was hitting more than just balls.
This is the same paint as George's statue.
Yeah, that's exactly what I thought.
Nice work.
Thank you.
Okay. So do we bring this to the police?
I've already been warned off the case.
We're gonna need more evidence before we accuse anyone else.
Okay, but I did steal this so we should probably get going.
[car engine starts]
Okay. Mitch Grimes broke your boss's statue.
That puts him at the scene of the crime.
No, but Robby said the statue was broken last month
during the storm.
Well, is there any way to know for sure whether it was?
George's secretary picks up his dry cleaning on Mondays.
She would've been at his house that afternoon.
Well, let's go ask her what she saw.
Sheila! Good morning.
- Hi. - Hey.
I was just wondering,
when you dropped off George's dry cleaning on Monday,
did you happen to notice the state of his lion statue?
I didn't.
You didn't see it, or...?
I didn't drop off his dry cleaning.
But I thought you always got his dry cleaning on Mondays.
Did that change?
I had been but Ben offered.
He said he could tell I was stretched thin.
He's so sweet.
He started doing it about two months ago.
Thank you.
Mmhmm. Bye!
Who's Ben?
The truth is, I lied.
The reason I asked to take over Sheila's errands
was I wanted Bolton to think I had initiative.
By picking up his laundry?
Nora, you know I've been on photocopy duty
since I got there.
On a good day he'd send me on a coffee run.
I thought maybe if I went above and beyond
I'd get him to notice me.
Mmhmm. Yeah.
No, that's a really sweet story. It really is.
But if you really are who you say that you are,
then, uh... then why is this package here addressed to
an Alexander Weaving?
He's one of my roommates.
Oh.
Were you at George's house on Monday?
Yeah. Right after work, maybe 6:00.
But he wasn't home when I got there.
He had the press conference.
Yeah, so I... I hung the bag on the door and I left.
Did you notice his statue?
That ugly red lion, yeah. What about it?
Was it broken?
Not that I remember. Why?
Well, because later...
I... I'm helping Mrs. Bolton.
Insurance company's fighting the claim.
Oh. Uh... yeah, I'm sorry I can't be more help.
Well, there you go.
Proof that somebody destroyed the statue that night.
Did you see the bandage on his hand?
Yeah.
He said he hurt it fixing his gate.
What gate?
And why would someone lie about that?
Okay, so should we go back inside
and ask him where he was that night?
No. He was supposed to meet us for drinks after work
but he never showed.
Said he wanted to have a quiet night in.
So, you think he was lying about that too then?
I think there might be one way to find out.
[knocking on door]
Hi. Um... so sorry to bother you.
[sniffling]
Sorry. Um...
I think that my boyfriend might be cheating on me.
And I saw that your security camera actually points directly
at his driveway and I was just wondering if there was
any way that I could please just see your tapes?
I'd rather not get involved.
Oh, please. Please.
Have you ever met somebody who just completed you?
Like a puzzle?
She's sending us the video file as we speak.
Nicely done.
Now tell me I don't deserve a callback.
Yeah, you do.
Yeah.
Look, I told you everything I know.
I don't appreciate being hounded like this.
What are you talking about?
I had that lawyer contact me twice now.
It's harassment!
Lawyer?
Sullivan!
I had nothing to do with George Bolton's death.
If she doesn't stop...
you'll be speaking to my lawyers.
Oh... Oh yes.
Hey.
Ah.
A lock pick.
Useful.
Eh?
Nice shades.
Mmhmm. Thanks.
Okay, got it.
Oh.
Timestamp says 6:30.
[Nikki] Hmm.
Okay, fast forward.
Okay, so much for a quiet night in.
That's 9:15.
Okay, fast forward it again.
That's it. That's the end of the video.
It's well after midnight and he's still out.
So, he wasn't home at the time of Bolton's murder.
No, he was not.
I mean, he mentioned feeling overlooked at work.
Could he have a vendetta?
No, he's always so nice and helpful.
Mmm. Mmhmm.
It's always the nice ones you gotta look out for.
Where'd you get that from?
It's a line from "Murder of Crows".
Oh.
I just wish we knew who he was with
and why he felt the need to lie about it.
Wait, hold on. Can you... zoom in?
Looks like it's time to take a little field trip.
Okay. So Charles did this kinda thing for a living.
So we can just run the plates here.
You're talking about Skip Hunt? We'll need his login.
Well, lucky for us he was both trusting and very forgetful.
Huh.
So this is our benefactor, huh.
Uh-huh.
He seemed like a good guy.
Just wish we got the chance to meet him.
He really never tried to contact you before this?
No. I mean, not that I know of.
I did move around quite a bit.
What brought you back?
Uh... work.
That's the only thing?
Come on, Nora.
You know I didn't intend to cut you out of my life.
But you did.
You were the one
that just stopped answering any of my calls.
Because you just left, Nikki, and everything fell on me.
Nora, I... I'm really sorry, okay?
I never meant to hurt you.
Come on, after Mom and Dad died I could not stay in that house.
I couldn't stay in this town.
It was too much, okay? Everything reminded me of them.
Including me.
Nora...
[computer chiming]
Okay. It says the car was registered to...
Rebecca Bolton.
What would Ben be doing with George's wife?
Seriously?
[gasps]
Seriously?
All I'm saying is I think we know the real reason
why he offered to pick up that dry cleaning.
And maybe that wound on his hand wasn't from a gate.
Maybe... it was from a little dog who hates strangers.
Hmm.
Rebecca lied about visiting her sister.
She was with Ben.
Which means that they both had motive and opportunity.
I told you, never trust the spouse.
Good game, boys.
Thank you.
- Dinner's on me. - Oh.
Well, actually technically it's on them.
Since when do you play pool?
Oh, okay.
So last year I auditioned for the all-female reboot
of "The Color of Money".
I trained for three months with a guy named The Pigeon.
Only to lose out to Zendaya.
[Gasps] I love her!
Okay, where were we?
Right.
We have Mitchell Grimes who blames George
for his son's incarceration.
Mmhmm.
And a bat that possibly connects him to the scene.
Mmhmm.
Oh, Bolton's wife who was having an affair.
Alleged affair.
With her husband's errand boy and the two were together
and unaccounted for on the night that he died.
And there's a mystery guest.
Mmm.
We know that George puts the dog in the laundry room
if he's expecting company.
Maybe Karl Ashcroft.
Hey, what if we... kept it.
The detective agency.
Why would we do that?
What? Come on!
I mean, we're clearly good at it.
We could work together.
[gasps]
We could be a team.
You want me to quit my job to solve mysteries with you?
Okay, it is called a side hustle.
I've had many.
Waitress.
Dog walker.
Right, right.
I spent three years studying law.
Great. You could tell us which ones we're breaking.
Okay. What is the deal with the two of you?
It's a long-
Story. Yes, I know.
But we have time and we have drinks so, come on, spill.
My first year at the firm
we landed this really high-profile case.
Robert Carter.
A surgeon at Rush accused of killing his wife.
- Ooh. - It was in all the papers.
Sanchez was the lead detective.
Okay. So what, you got this Carter guy off
and now Detective Sourpuss has held a grudge with you?
The prosecution's case was built around a cell phone.
A week before trial it went missing.
Missing?
Yeah. Lost in the chain of custody.
Internal investigation determined the evidence locker
was grossly mis-managed.
Alice was the lieutenant at the time.
The press ate her alive. She was forced to resign.
But it happened on Sanchez's watch.
It was his investigation. His evidence.
Without the phone the DA didn't have a case and Carter walked.
Okay. So that's why you don't trust him.
I think he's arrogant and careless
and the only way this gets solved is if we do it ourselves.
Okay, tomorrow we'll talk to George's wife.
[gasps] Like a good cop, bad cop kinda thing?
No. No, we can't tip her off that we might be on to her.
I'm serious, our best bet right now
is that everyone thinks the case is closed.
No one can know we're working on this.
Uh... how is it locked from the inside?
I don't know.
Nora, wait!
Hey!
Nora?
I'm okay. They're gone.
There's something you need to see.
I think somebody knows.
Alright, come on in. Uh, make yourselves at home.
Nikki, your room is down the hall and to the right.
Uh, Nora, you'll be in my room.
Oh...
I'm sleeping on the couch.
No. I can't kick you out of your room.
Yeah, you can.
I fall asleep on this couch all the time.
Believe me, we are well-acquainted.
Okay, I'm sorry.
Uh, there is no use in arguing with Nora.
No, it is like her superpower.
[laughs]
Did she ever tell you about the time that she humiliated
that poor cop when he was trying to give her a parking ticket?
[both laugh]
I was that poor cop.
[clears throat]
It's a great story to tell the grandkids.
Uh, I'm just gonna go to bed. So, good night.
Good night.
Get you a drink?
Yeah, sure.
So they take anything? The burglar?
Oh, I didn't stick around long enough to find out.
Yeah, well I'll head over with you in the morning
after we file a report.
Please, you have done more than enough.
Honestly, I think I scared them off anyway.
Thank you.
Okay, uh, I gotta get back to my patrol
but I will be back around 12:00.
Robby?
Thanks.
Lock the door behind me.
[thumping sounds]
[mysterious music]
[sigh of relief] Robby...
Sorry, I was trying not to wake you.
What happened?
Uh... carjacking. Chased the guy three blocks.
Still catching my breath when he clocked me.
Are you okay?
It's nothing, just a scratch. Hazards of the job.
Come on, come with me.
Ahh...
Told you I'd take the couch.
And when have you known me to listen?
[winces]
Ooh, sorry! Sorry.
Are you?
[chuckles]
You're good at this.
What, first aid?
Taking care of people.
You're very protective of her.
Ten years apart hasn't changed that.
I am the older sister... by a whole eight minutes.
I'm serious.
It's nice seeing you two together.
I can tell you really love her.
[clears throat]
Good as new.
Perfect.
You're still looking into Bolton's death, aren't you?
What gave it away?
Well, I know you.
And your sister introduced herself
as a private investigator.
Nikki...
[laughs]
He was murdered, Robby. I am sure of it.
The ballistics confirmed...
A suicide, I know, but I think that was the plan.
So, what? Someone staged the scene?
This break-in, it's connected.
I think whoever did this knows we're onto them.
Nora...
I can't let this go.
If this is a murder and someone thinks you're in the crosshairs
you could be in danger, you can get hurt.
It doesn't matter.
It matters to me.
Look, if something was to happen to you...
I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that.
Robby...
Morning. Uh, is scrambled okay?
Uh, yeah, sure.
There's coffee if you want a cup.
Thank you.
Uh, did you sleep well?
I did.
Good.
You?
Mmhmm.
I slept great.
I... thought we were sharing.
Alright, I gotta head to the station.
But can I trust the two of you to stay out of trouble till...
I don't know, lunch?
I finally see the family resemblance.
Oh... Robby, wait.
I just wanted to...
Listen, before you say anything...
I want to apologize for last night.
Don't worry.
Emotions were high.
I know you didn't mean anything by it.
I meant it.
Oh.
I just... I regret the way it happened.
You've been through a lot.
It wasn't fair for me to add on like that.
Oh.
Two "ohs" in a row, wow.
Oh, I... I just don't really know what to say.
Look, I don't expect you to have the answers right now.
Give it some thought?
Well, your boyfriend seemed nice.
And he had three different kinds of ketchup.
He's not my boyfriend.
But you like him.
No, I don't.
Okay, you've always been the worst liar.
That's why I spent most of my senior year grounded.
Every time I asked you to cover for me you cave within minutes.
Okay, so what's the plan for today?
Are we, uh, talking to Bolton's wife
or are we putting the screws to Ben?
I don't know about this anymore.
Why? What do you mean?
I mean, what if Robby's right? What if we're in danger?
Okay, Nora... they know where you live
and they know our names.
This can't end until we find out who did this.
Okay.
What am I supposed to be looking at?
You. And before you deny it, know that we ran your plates.
Oh, and that we saw your car parked outside.
Fine, you caught me. I was with Benjamin that night.
Where did you go?
We went to a restaurant outside of town
and then we stayed at a hotel after.
So, why lie?
I was with another man the night my husband died.
Do you know how that looks?
Not great.
Yes, thank you.
How long had you been having an affair?
It's none of your business.
Did George catch you?
I didn't kill my husband if that's what you're asking.
That was our next question.
Why did you lie about the statue?
We know it wasn't broken during the storm.
The police were ready
to declare George's death a suicide.
I couldn't afford them looking into my alibi
and finding out about the affair.
I can prove I was nowhere near my house that night.
How?
I have a receipt for the hotel.
And I will be featured all over their security footage.
I've seen that logo before.
It's the Westbrook Credit Union.
We have an account there. Oh, or is that a crime too?
You're right, it does look bad
that you were cheating on your husband.
Especially if your prenuptial agreement
has an infidelity clause.
Are you threatening me?
No. I'm asking you to make a phone call.
No, that will be all.
You've been very helpful. Thank you.
You were right.
George made a withdrawal the night that he died.
How much?
$10,000.
Are we done here?
For now.
And don't leave town.
[exhales]
There you go.
You girls are unbelievable. I'm calling the cops.
Go ahead, we'll show them this.
Is that supposed to mean something to me?
Well, it should 'cause it's yours.
We know you were at George's house the night he died.
We know because you defaced his statue.
[laughs] Oh, come on now! This is outrageous.
If the police do a forensic breakdown of the paint
on this bat and the paint on George's statue
they will be a match.
You threatened George Bolton at his office
and then hours later you're at his house?
It's not gonna look good.
He wasn't there. I was.
Mason, what are you talking about?
He'd been ignoring your calls.
He escorted you out of his building like you didn't matter,
like our family didn't matter.
I was angry.
So you broke the statue?
I waited until everyone went to bed
and then I went to his house, it wasn't that far.
What time?
10:00. But I didn't hurt anyone, I promise.
Okay wait, you hit the statue and then what happened next?
Did Bolton catch you?
No. I only hit it a few times before a car came.
Someone showed up at the house?
I ran and hid.
I, um... I knew they were looking for me.
Why would they've been looking for you?
It was the police.
What do you mean, it was a cruiser?
No, but when Mr. Bolton came out he called the man Detective.
Okay, that's enough. Let's go.
What?
Stay away from my family.
Why would a police officer be at George's house that night?
Hmm... he was threatened earlier in the day
so maybe he felt unsafe?
But why is there no record of the call?
George's note was written at 10:40.
Mason Grimes travelled from his house to George's at 10:00.
Which would take... about 17 minutes.
Which puts a police officer on the scene 20 minutes
before George's death.
Making them the last person to see George alive.
Besides our mystery guest.
Unless he was the mystery guest.
Nikki, it all makes sense.
Why he was so eager to close the case.
Why he didn't want me looking into things.
Who?
Sanchez.
Wait... why would Sanchez wanna kill your boss?
I don't know.
It was a bribe.
What?
The $10,000, it was a bribe.
Okay, so Bolton paid off Detective Sanchez?
For what?
Well, if it isn't Holmes and Watson.
What can I getcha?
Alice, I need to ask you about the Robert Carter case.
Did you have any reason to believe that cell phone
may have been intentionally destroyed?
The internal investigation concluded
it was the fault of a mismanaged evidence locker.
Was that your conclusion?
I ran a tight ship, Sullivan.
Maybe that cell phone didn't just go missing
on Sanchez's watch.
Maybe he was asked to destroy it
and maybe he's been asked to do it again.
That's a pretty big maybe.
I just... I need proof.
How are you gonna get it?
Sanchez will be on duty soon.
If he took the $10,000 from the scene,
he wouldn't risk depositing it right away.
He'd have to hang onto it.
Wait, you wanna break into a cop's house?
It is the only way to know for sure.
Okay. Don't you think we should call your friend?
Robby? No, no.
I don't want him getting mixed up in this,
he has way too much to lose.
And we don't?
I can do this on my own.
If this is the end of the road for you it's okay, I get it.
I'll drive.
But you'd better know what you're doing.
Hey. He's leaving.
Okay. Are you sure this is a good idea, Nora?
Breaking and entering is a felony.
Breaking and entering requires the intent
to commit a crime once inside.
This is criminal trespass.
Why don't I feel any better?
It's a Class B misdemeanor.
I'd talk it down to a fine and some light community service.
Let's try not to get caught, okay?
Let me guess, you played a cat burglar in an episode of CSI?
For your information, it was CSI Miami.
Okay. Ten minutes, no more.
What if we don't find anything?
The longer we're here the more likely someone finds us.
I'll take upstairs, you take down.
Steer clear of the windows.
Got it.
- Nikki. - What?
Leave no trace.
CSI Miami.
- [car honking] - [gasps]
Ahh!
[thud]
]
[gasps]
[whispers] Follow me.
Okay.
[suspenseful music]
Freeze.
Hands up.
Sullivan?
What are you doing here?
What are you doing in my home?
[Robby] Nora?
Robby?
[Nikki] I texted him to come help.
What is going on?
We know.
Know what?
We know you killed George Bolton.
You're serious?
I think you were on his payroll.
I think he wanted you to make Ashcroft's shoes disappear.
The one piece of evidence
definitively linking him to the murder scene.
George took out $10,000 that night
that was never recovered from the site.
How do you know that?
We confirmed it with his wife.
Mitch Grimes's son
told us he saw a man at George's house that night.
Said he called the man, Detective.
I didn't wanna believe it.
What?
He wouldn't let me walk away.
I couldn't do it anymore.
You?
He came to me before Carter's trial.
Things were tight.
My niece needed an ear surgery
that was gonna bankrupt my brother.
It was supposed to be one time.
He called me Monday night, asked to meet.
[dramatic music]
Detective.
Not yet.
He offered me money to get rid of Ashcroft's shoes.
I told him no, I said I was out.
It's not a request.
He threatened to expose me.
I would lose everything.
Can I get a drink?
Why not?
[thud]
[glass breaking]
[dramatic music]
If those shoes disappear... Ashcroft walks.
We both know it.
He killed that woman, Nora.
She rejected him so he killed her.
And he would just get to walk away
like it never happened.
I couldn't do it.
I had no choice.
There is always a choice.
[car engine starting]
[peaceful music]
I guess I owe you an apology.
I don't think either of us wanted to be right.
What happens now?
Robby signed his confession.
Said he was relieved to have it all out in the open.
I just wish he'd come to me.
Sometimes we push away the people we need most.
[tender music]
Hi.
- Oh. you okay? - I will be.
I wanted to thank you for helping me.
For everything.
Hey, you don't have to thank me.
Uh... Nora.
I don't want things
to go back to the way that they were between us.
You know, you and me in the same city and not even talking.
I don't know, I was kinda hoping that maybe
we could just... start over again.
Try being friends, maybe?
Okay.
Sisters.
[laughs] Yeah.
Okay, but if you were dead set on repaying that favor...
I could think of one way.
[knocking on door]
[sighs]
No money, no room.
Oh, I'm not here to get my apartment back.
You're not?
No. My lawyer is.
You know, I'm really gonna miss this place.
Yeah, it kinda grew on me.
It's a shame that you didn't take me up on my offer 'cause...
it looks like a lot of people could've used our help.
Nikki...
I know. I know.
But we did make a really good team.
Yeah, we did.
Okay, aren't you just, like, a little bit curious?
Nikki?
What... yeah?
This was in his open case files.
So he was investigating us?
No. He was looking into our parents.
Afternoon, ladies.
I've got the paperwork all ready for your signatures.
Who's first?
Unless you've decided to keep this place after all?
Uh... why is your name first?
It flows better.
Okay.
If we're gonna work together,
we really should discuss big decisions
before one of us makes them.
It's held on with scotch tape.
♪