01x08 - With a Little Help From My Friends

[bunniefuu]

Fitz: Sure, we both
know Gallagher's a crook,

but why do you have
such an axe to grind?

You really want to know?

Tell me everything
and start at the beginning.

What's all this?

Private financial records.

If there's a magic b*llet
to bring Sean Gallagher down,

it's in here.

[Dog barking in distance]

[Sighing]

[♪♪♪]

Evan:
What the hell are you doing?

Where are you going?

[Yelling, grunting]

[Panting]

[Seagulls squawking]

[♪♪♪]

Arch:
Fitz!

Come look at this!

When was the last time you slept?

Some of your Gallagher intel
predates your arrival

in Saint-Pierre.

Hey.

You were investigating Gallagher
back when you were in Paris.

Why?

These invoices Veda discovered
connect Gallagher

to a shell company, Melmoth holdings.

Isn't that the company that was trying

to buy Camille Previn's bogland?

Melmoth has history with the law.

In Europe and beyond.

And look at this.

This is bail receipt
for weapons charged

against Melmoth holdings.

Look at where all the wire
transfers originated from.

Fitz:
Saint-Pierre.

Gallagher was in deep
with weapon smugglers.

I've got him, Fitz.

[Cellphone dings]

Oh, we gotta go to work.

[♪♪♪]

[Keys jingling]

[Door closes]

Renuf:
You need to see this.

Over here.

Bonjour, monsieur.

Uh, the guys were cleaning their catch,

and found this.

Arch:
Is that a finger?

Renuf:
Afraid so.

François, he's an old friend,
called me right away.

Okay, which one of you
let the knife slip?

Uh, you see, it's not one of theirs.

That is so gross.

Like a demented case of cinderella.

The finger is the glass slipper.

We just hope that
cinderella is still alive.

[♪♪♪]

Natasha:
Missing finger.

Well, that really has a happy ending.

What could be as simple as like
a, you know, boating accident

or a fishing mishap at sea?

It doesn't necessarily mean
there's a body at the bottom

- of the ocean.
- Hmm.

In my experience, when something
like this happens,

there's always more goin'
on than it seems.

I've seen cases of m*rder
victims having their fingers

removed to make hiding
the body more difficult.

- Or impossible.
- That is bleak.

Natasha, what do you
make of the little guy?

Well, it's fairly fresh,

granted, it was in the belly
of a fish in the Atlantic ocean.

Coldness could preserve
a body part for up to ten days.

I would say, hmm, maybe a week.

Removed peri or post-mortem?

Well, I don't know that yet, Arch.

Well, based on the coarseness
of the skin, the hair,

likely a male.

Maybe you can lift a print.

Anything to help us ID the owner?

Yes, I will do all of that, okay?

You know, we're already
at the hospital, so...

So, you wanna go check upstairs

and see if anyone came in
to have a hand wound treated?

Natasha:
Yeah. Go upstairs.

Faster you go upstairs,
faster I get you answers.

Got it.

Excusez-moi. Bonjour.

Ah, yes of course. Harper, please.

We're looking for assistance in a case.

It's a bit gruesome.

Oh, believe me, I've seen it all.

How can I help?

Arch:
Likely a male.

Anyone who's been admitted
in the last week or so

with a missing finger?

I haven't heard of anything,
but I'll have a look for you.

What exactly are you thinking here?

[Sighs]

I hate to sound like you,

but yeah, I have a feeling
there's something

much bigger goin' on.

Okay, well, let me guess.

The cases with the missing
fingers for ID purposes,

you think Gallagher was involved?

[Indistinct chattering]

[Clock punches]

Harper:
Sorry about the wait.

Your punch clock's pretty old school.

Is everything still analog around here?

Harper:
Yeah.

Back in France, we can somehow

centrally database 68 million people,

but it doesn't quite work
like that here in Saint-Pierre.

Too much coffee.

Oh, trust me, I get it.

[Telephone ringing]

Fitz:
Wow.

Where do you find the time?

The mobile nurses unit, right?

You must be pretty busy.

Not enough nurses, not enough time.

But we all do our part.

Nothing about any patients
missing any appendages

of any kind, sorry.

Appreciate your time.

Call us if anyone happens to pop up.

[Indistinct chattering]

Sean Gallagher is no stranger
to doling out harsh punishments

to people who cross him.

A missing finger doesn't always mean

what you think it means.

Except when it does.

We'll know more once we've
tracked his recent movements.

I checked around the Marina,

no reports of anyone missing a finger.

At least not in the past month.

Nearly have a fingerprint match.

Some of the ridges are deteriorated,

but the pattern's still quite distinct.

Any hit is seconds away.

[Tablet beeps]

[Sighs]

Evan Neils.

I think I know that name.

Evan had a dui two years ago.

Pled guilty. Nothing since.

Ah, I thought so.

We were in a jai alai league.

Evan was
the best, uh, backcourt player.

We lost touch, but he's a handyman.

Local odds job guy here.

He does great work.

You know, sensible pricing.

He's got good sanding
ability, you know? He...

go see if the guy's missing a finger,

or if there's any evidence of him

swimming with the fishes.

I wanna be 100% sure
what we're dealing with

before we get the coast guard
to start dragging the waters.

About a week's worth of mail here.

All addressed to our guy Evan Neils.

Utility bills. Bank stuff.

Oh, look at this.

This is some expensive-lookin'
equipment

to just leave out on a doorstep.

Is that the side door?

Well, go on.

You should chase after him.

[Scoffs]

What? You see how fast he's running?

Whoever he was, he was in a hurry.

What if Evan's still inside?

Nothing downstairs. He's not here.

In case...

You mean if this is
actually a crime scene?

I'm getting real bachelor vibes.

I feel like Evan lives alone.

Hmm, I see no photos of friends
or family.

Do you notice how clean
the ground floor is

- in comparison...
- Yeah.

The rest of the place is filthy.

Laptop plug in the socket,
but no laptop.

No sign of a wallet, or cell phone.

Fitz:
These aren't readers.

Look, how strong they are.

I'm guessing the guy can't
see anything without 'em.

So, what do you think?

I think you're right.

Something bad has happened to Evan.

Someone cleaned the living room,

but missed the glasses under the couch.

Which tells us...

If Evan was m*rder*d,
someone cleaned up in a hurry.

If we're lucky they left behind
some fingerprints, DNA.

Oh, look.

These old booze crates.

Back in the day, rum runners
used to leave 'em behind

and people used them
to insulate their walls.

Arch:
Oh, right.

Your nerdy prohibition tour.

Fitz:
Nerdy?

Actually, my daughter tells me
that nerdy is now cool.

So, I'll accept that.

Fitz, this is a nursing bra.

Oh, I'm aware.

I've seen my fair share. I'm a dad.

Yeah, but Evan is not.

We should check with the neighbours,

see if they heard or saw anything.

[Baby crying in distance]

Let's start there.

Uh, what...

whatever you're sellin', I'm buyin'.

We're actually the police, and you are?

Uh, Terrence. Lozano.

Sorry, we're, uh,
sleep training our daughter.

It's, uh, my wife Christina's idea.

Fitz:
Hmm.

I've been there, actually, twice.

Do you know your neighbour, Evan?

Yeah, of course.

Yeah, he's... he's a bit intense,
but, uh,

I have to say i...
I really appreciate the way

he helps around the house here.

I work offshore on a rig,
so it's really hard on my wife,

especially with the baby.

Have you seen Evan in
the past seven days or so?

No, but i... I just got back in town

a couple days ago.

Uh, why?

No one has seen or heard from him,

so we're just asking neighbours.

We're gonna need to speak
to your wife, Christina,

ask her a few questions.

Yeah, she's at a zen yoga class.

One of those sisters doin' it
for themselves kinda thing.

[Baby crying]

I'm gonna have to go upstairs.

Don't pick her up.

Terrance:
Yeah.

Anyone get a hit on the guy
we saw runnin' away

- from Evan's house?
- Not yet.

But do you think Evan,
our handyman, was, um,

handy with Terrance's wife?

They just had a baby.

And the nursing bra in Evan's room...

Do you think Terrance knows?

He didn't flinch at the mention
of Evan's name,

so if there was an affair, I mean if,

I think Terrance was oblivious.

[Cellphone ringing]

Natasha, you're on speaker.

I finished the finger autopsy.

The... wait, do you call it an autopsy

if it's just a finger?

Anyways, um, contracted blood
vessels reveal it was bitten off

- and ingested post-mortem.
- Post-mortem.

So with that info,
plus everything we found

at the victim's house,

I think it's safe to call
this a homicide.

Okay, thank you, Natasha.

Okay.

Was Terrance lying to us
or was he actually out

in the middle of the Atlantic ocean

on an oil rig?

We need to check his alibi.

But you know who wasn't on an oil rig?

His wife, Christina Lozano.

This look very Zen to you?

[Cellphone ringing]

Oh, phone call.

If that's your mother calling,
I think you should get it.

She's probably wanting to talk

about the message I left her yesterday.

But it's not a call
I can finish now, so...

Fitz, what the hell is goin' on here?

I don't know.

[Woman screaming]

- Huh.
- [Woman yells]

What the...

[Woman yells]

[Yelling and grunting]

[Groans]

[Thuds, screams]

- [Groans]
- Everyone, stand down!

Sorry, guys.

What the hell, Simone?

Simone:
I run a self-defence class.

Full sensory, so the women
are caught off guard

like in real life.

And they tackled us because...

We hired bad guys to sneak in.

Sorry, we didn't see it was you.

Hey, these are trained cops.

Your hard work has paid off.

Good job, Christina and Renée.

Christina Lozano?

Yes?

Fitz:
We need a word.

What's your relationship
with Evan Neils?

He's my neighbour.

Why do you ask?

Lose something?

Uh, um...

Where... where did you get that?

Oh, we found it in Evan's bedroom.

Ew.

He must have taken it
when he fixed my dryer.

What a creep.

That's the last time I hire him.

Fitz:
You're a 100% correct
about that.

Evan's dead.

We spoke to your husband earlier.

Terrance?

Arch:
The bra didn't come up.

He also told us
you were at a yoga class.

Oh, i... I didn't wanna tell him
I was at a self-defence class.

Worry him.

Are you in danger?

Me?

Oh, no, no, no. [Chuckles]

Not at all.

I, um, I'm at home
with our daughter all day.

It's just... it's nice to feel
like myself again.

And I've made some
really good friends here.

Tell us what you know about Evan.

Any details of his life?

Um, he did some work for us.

But I didn't know
much about him, really.

Oh, there wa...
there was that guy

who came knocking on his door,
shouting and swearing.

He woke me and the baby.

Evan apologized the next day.

Any idea who it was?

He explained that it was
the guy that was suing him.

Uh, Ray... Patel, I think.

Evan seemed really scared.

We believe Evan Neils
was k*lled in his home.

Our working time of death
is last Tuesday.

Forensics are scouring the scene.

Luminol shows a small splatter of blood

on the living room floor.

They sent preliminary images.

Traces of hydrogen peroxide
and peroxyacetic acid

were found on surfaces
in the living room.

The m*rder*r was serious
about trying to clean up.

So, you're telling me we have no body,

just a finger in
a nearly pristine living room?

Coroner believes Evan's body
was disposed of in the ocean.

Do we have any suspects?

Digging to see if anyone had
a problem with Evan

or if we can connect him to...

Renuf, any word
on Gallagher's whereabouts?

He was in Dublin.

And how do you know that?

I checked with
air traffic control and customs,

and he was away during
the window of opportunity.

We got a lead from Evan's neighbour...

Christina Lozano.

Ray Patel and Evan had beef.

I spoke with a jurist assistant

from the district court.

Evan Neils and Ray Patel

were in the midst of a civil suit.

And damages were pretty
significant, over 200k.

And according to Christina Lozano,

Ray Patel threatened Evan.

Ray could have returned.

Evan let him in, things went south.

He cleans up, dumps the body.

Homicide cases without bodies
are catnip for defence lawyers.

We need to find Evan's body.

Double check the ring cameras
on Evan's street,

and any CCTV.

Somebody must have been
in and out of that house.

Fitz, you and me are on Ray Patel.

Patty, please, can you verify
that Terrence Lozano

was on his rig at the estimated
time of death?

Another suspect?

Well, we think that
Terrence's wife, Christina,

was having an affair with the Vic.

So, Terrance could have
gone over and confronted Evan?

All right, let's go.

[♪♪♪]

[Ray grunting in distance]

[Yells]

Don't even think about running again.

[Sighs]

This is a nice place.

Well, the handyman messed up my roof,

so I had to move in here.

Evan Neils?

We saw you on his property.

Why did you run away, um, Iron Man?

I'm suing him for reparations.

And he missed our final court date.

So, you confronted him?

He owes me.

Did you k*ll Evan Neils?

Ray:
He's dead?

Look, Evan was an as*h*le,
but I didn't k*ll anyone.

And how would that
get me my money back?

Hmm.

We're gonna need your
whereabouts for Tuesday.

[Sighs]

Look, I document everything.

I ran with my running group,
food prepped, in bed by 9:00,

alone.

That's what we call a weak alibi, Ray.

It is what it is.

I'm in training on a strict regimen.

This your gym bag?

There's blood all over this.

Ray:
What?

Oh, it's an odd place to keep a hammer.

Ray:
That's totally not mine.

I have no idea how that got in there!

Ray Patel, you're going
to need to come with us.

Ray: I'm not saying anything
until my lawyer's here.

And for the record,
I don't even own a hammer.

That's why I hired a handyman.

Dani Gee, Mr. Patel's counsel.

Anyone wanna explain to me
what's going on here?

Ray was in possession
of a possible m*rder weapon.

Possible.

Keyword in that sentence.

Do you guys have a search warrant?

No, we don't need one
when the item is in plain sight.

And DNA will tell us
very quickly if it's indeed

the m*rder weapon.

You're sure you don't want
to tell us anything, Ray?

Mr. Patel let you into his home
in good faith.

This isn't a good look, guys.

Who's the victim?

Evan Neils.

We were just in court with him.

Yeah, so you'll understand
our interest in your client.

Besides, Ray admitted to
fleeing the scene earlier today.

Uh...

What is the estimated time of death?

Last week, somewhere between Tuesday

and Wednesday.

So, a week after an alleged m*rder,

you saw a celebrated triathlete
in training mode

on a neighbourhood jog.

That's what I'm hearing.

She's good.

Ray has motive, means, and opportunity

to have committed this m*rder.

Besides, your alibi
is non-existent, buddy.

The evidence is circumstantial at best.

Anyone could have planted that hammer.

His garage doesn't have a lock on it.

And let me just ask,
is there an actual body?

As for motive, let me be clear.

I was about to clinch
the case against Mr. Neils.

So, why would my client
risk losing out on the windfall?

Our colleagues are
canvassing the neighbourhood.

If there's so much as a frame from CCTV

that places Mr. Patel
at Evan's last Tuesday...

that is a conversation we will have

when it's not a hypothetical.

We're leaving now. Up.

Dani Gee is a heavy-hitter
defence lawyer.

Why is she working
a "Reno gone wrong" civil case?

No videos or eyewitnesses had anyone

entering Evan's place any time
last Tuesday.

And the victim himself
arrived home at 18:22.

And the coast guard was
searching as best they can.

No body.

If the body was properly anchored,

it could be at the bottom of the ocean.

If it wasn't, a week at sea
with these current?

It could be in Peru by now.

Marcus: What about
Terrance Lozano's alibi?

His site supervisor confirmed
he's been at sea

the past couple of months.

Can't be our guy.

What are you thinking?

Ray Patel.

Say he takes the hammer.

He bashes Evan Neil's head in.

Is he stupid enough to leave
the bloody m*rder weapon

in his own gym bag?

Maybe.

In my experience, when a suspect
comes in this hot...

Feels like a frame job?

So, Occam's Razor says

the simpler of two competing
theories is usually

the right one.

But if Occam's ra... I don't...

I have no idea what that is.

Keep things simple.

Ray is as simple as a case gets.

Patty:
Evan's financials.

He was in arrears on his house.

He was going into foreclosure?

Until a couple months ago

when he suddenly started making
cash deposits into his account

and his mortgage payments restarted.

Handymen, they... they get paid cash.

So, it's common, no?

Patty:
True.

But I spoke to his bank manager.

Evan asked if they do appraisals.

And he had some high-valued
items he wanted to move.

What kind of items?

The manager said
he never made it back in.

Arch:
So, probably still at his place.

[♪♪♪]

Fitz:
Arch.

Arch, the booze crates...

I know, I know.

Just hear me out.

Back in the day, people would
leave access points in them.

So, they could stuff them with,
uh, paper, insulation,

that kinda thing in the winter.

Great place to hide something.

Huh?

Well, something finally came
from your rum-running obsession.

Aha.

What's he doing with all of this?

Heirlooms?

Some of them look new.

Okay, so theft.

He was stealing from his clients.

If he stole the wrong thing
from the wrong person...

Look at this ring.

I saw one that matches it.

You know where?

[Chuckles]

Where was it?

Arch:
Evan's.

Another theft from you?

My bra and my wedding ring.

This guy has a serious problem.

Hmm.

Terrance:
Babe, are we out of wipes?

Top of the linen closet.

Recognize any of these?

Um...

No.

No, I don't think so.

What if we told you that...

Well, we had access
to Evan's doorbell cam.

How would you react to that?

Will we see your late night visits

while your husband was away?

Please, keep your voices down.

It happened once. Okay?

We had flirted a little bit

and I snuck over there one night
while my daughter was asleep.

I brought her monitor with me.

And as soon as she woke up,

I... I threw my dress on,
and I went back home.

I must have left my bra then.

If evidence points to your involvement

in Evan's m*rder...

Terrance will find out.

It was one stupid mistake.

Please.

Do we have Evan's doorbell cam?

Oh, i... i... I don't even
think he has one.

Hmm. Sneaky, sneaky.

I did undercover for a long time.

I know how to pull a bluff
when I need to.

Learning more about you every day.

Saint Agatha.

The patron Saint of...

Nurses.

The inscription's A K.

You think nurse Kohan's?

How many nurse ks can there be
in Saint-Pierre?

If it is her, that means Evan's
stealing from Harper, too.

The forensic report tells us
that the cleaning agent

used at Evan's was
some top-shelf stuff.

Hospital grade.

Something else to bring up
with nurse Kohan.

[Engine starts]

[♪♪♪]

How did you...

Arch:
Evan Neils had it.

Along with a number of other
keepsakes he apparently stole.

Scroll through there.

See if there's anything else
you might recognize.

Harper:
No.

None of this is mine.

Just my Saint Agatha.

Thank you for finding it.

I thought I'd never see it again.

It was my grandmother's.

She was a nurse, too.

Evan must have stolen it
when he put up my shelves.

So, you've arrested him?

Remember that finger
we found from earlier?

That was Evan's?

Arch:
He was m*rder*d.

And the k*ller used
an industrial hospital cleaner

to wipe up the scene.

So, you think I k*lled him?

Because he stole my necklace?

Well, not just any necklace, though.

You said it represented
your family legacy.

Yeah, but I wouldn't k*ll
anyone over it.

Besides, I was on
the clock last Tuesday.

Great.

And I'm sure your time card
will reflect that.

Have a nice day.

What was that? I had more questions.

We didn't mention the day
that Evan went missing.

But Harper said "Tuesday".

Nice catch.

Uh, you're not as good as me.

Yeah, you're right.

I'm usually better.

Let's go check her alibi.

Arch:
Marguerite?

How can we help you?

We can't disclose any information

about an ongoing investigation.

Arch:
Evan?

Marguerite:
He did odd jobs for me.

I've heard the rumours.

Evan wasn't a thief.

Uh, these are used
for installing electronics,

like security cameras.

Oh, I could use this.

No. Put it back.

Did Evan install cameras at the motel?

[Scoffs]

Our motel isn't exactly high-tech.

There was that box of
surveillance equipment

on Evan's doorstep.

Where did Evan work last?

Minor repairs in room 209.

Be my guest.

[♪♪♪]

Everything looks on the up and up.

All right, let's try somethin' else.

[♪♪♪]

Fitz, look.

Fitz: He had a camera
in this motel room?

Arch:
Ah, Evan.

What were you up to?

And is this what got you k*lled?

So, Evan was a thief and a dirtbag?

Definitely a dirtbag.

He had a large cloud-based video
storage subscription,

which I've gained access to.

Look.

Patty: These are all from
individual video feeds.

Looks like Evan installed
cameras in his clients' homes.

Well, you think you know a guy...

Arch:
Evan was spying on people.

Marcus:
Faking a neck injury.

Renuf:
Watering down the liquor.

Arch, just look at the dates
on those deposits in comparison

to the dates on these videos.

Arch: They are within
days of each other.

Evan was spying and extorting.

The videos started soon
after Evan got notice

that the bank would foreclose
on his house.

The valuables we found were not stolen.

They were payoffs so Evan
wouldn't release the videos.

Renuf:
That's some motive to k*ll.

All right, so how do we
narrow down our suspects?

Patty, can you check
and see if there's a file there

for Harper Kohan?

She just happened to know the day

Evan was presumably m*rder*d.

Patty:
The files aren't named.

Um, I still have many more
to go through,

but let me see.

Stop, stop, stop.

That's Ray.

Question.

Are steroids legal in Saint-Pierre?

Absolutely not.

Especially in competitive sports.

So, it looks like Mr. Iron Man
has a motive after all.

Evan sure as hell tried to extort me,

but I called his bluff,
turned the tables on him.

How?

Told him I'd report him to the police

for secretly videotaping me
using growth hormones.

Which is a banned substance.

Look, I'd maybe get a slap on the wrist

if it made it
into the officials' hands.

Worst case.

That's why you were at Evan's.

You were trying to find the tape.

That's exactly why.

Ray:
Maybe.

But, like my lawyer said,
you have nothin' on me.

And this isn't worth k*lling for.

Now, do I need to call
her to come down here?

As you would say, I am not feeling it.

Yeah, Ray's guilty of enhancing
his performance,

but I don't think
he's guilty of m*rder.

So, whose secret did Evan uncover

that was worth k*lling over?

[Cellphone ringing]

Something I wanna
ask you about your mother...

Patty:
Okay, guys.

I went through all the tapes.

And what people get up to
behind closed doors

is yikes.

Please tell me Evan didn't
record their one-night stand.

One night? Hardly.

I mean, that guy has videos
of him and Christina

- going back for months.
- Gross.

Christina's alibi
always felt weak to me.

Trust me, there's a lot you
can get up to

- while a newborn is sleeping.
- Hmm.

And if they were truly together,

she could have been back
and forth to Evan's place

all the time without anyone noticing.

But is she strong enough to
move a dead body, though?

Well, she had an easy
enough time dropping you.

- Ha, ha, ha.
- But you're right.

I don't think she could
move a dead weight.

Unless...

She was working with someone else.

Patty, show us more videos.

No, click that row.

Fitz:
Stop it.

That's Harper Kohan.

Zoom in and play it.

And those aren't over-the-counter meds.

Harper was stealing drugs
from the hospital.

Those two have been
lying to us from the start.

It's time to bring these women in.

Years of undercover work.

Mostly working with drug addicts.

I can spot one when I see one.

You see any drugs?

No.

You're fidgeting.

Your general state of anxiety.

You're jonesing for somethin'.

We know you were stealing
meds from the hospital.

We saw it on Evan's videos.

And your St. Agatha medallion.

That was worth more than you let on.

Did you use it to pay Evan off?

I'm guessing your work
with the medical mobile unit,

that must be how
you got your pills. Cause you...

...wouldn't be able
to get a prescription,

that would raise a flag at work.

I'm not saying anything.

Were you aware that Evan
was recording your encounters?

Not until much later.

That must have been hard.

Of course.

Look, at first
we were just a situationship.

But then it grew, you know? I...

I was lonely.

And Evan was sweet.

Until he wasn't so sweet.

You offered an alibi for
the night of Evan's m*rder,

unprompted.

How did you know it was Tuesday?

I was guessing.

[Scoffs]

[♪♪♪]

Your time card shows that
you punched in that night,

but no one saw you on your shift.

Why am I looking at this?

Christina Lozano, both of you,

have been cagey with us from the start.

[Clears throat]

Fitz: You were both
being extorted by Evan.

He had videos,
could have ruined your lives.

When I ended it, he wouldn't...

accept it, but I...

I love my husband.

I do.

So, the extortion began.

Evan was gonna send
the videos to Terrance.

Arch:
So, what? You...

You tried to pay him off?

First, my ring.

Arch:
But that wasn't enough
for Evan.

Then, money. I...

I didn't know what to do. Okay?

I I felt like I was gonna lose
my husband.

My family. My...

My life.

As disgusting as what Evan did...

What you're describing, Christina,

is a clear-cut motive.

She is in the next room
with my partner right now.

She's telling her side of the story.

If the two of you k*lled him...

Now's your chance to tell us yours.

We barely know each other.

I'm not sayin' anything else.

If neither one of them are talkin',

we can only hold them
for a couple hours.

We need hard evidence.

But what about the others?

There are a lot of other victims
who may have wanted Evan dead.

No.

There's something there
with Harper, and Christina.

Patty:
Hmm.

And we think we have a theory
on how they moved the body.

Harper works with
the mobile nurses unit.

Their vehicles are equipped
with wheelchairs.

Believe it or not,

they both deactivated
their socials last Wednesday.

Not suspicious at all.

Marcus: Well, they do live
pretty close to each other.

Check the stores, any CCTV,

and anywhere else
they might have crossed.

When I was with Harper just now,

she had these bruises on her arm.

They looked a lot like this.

Mm, I know where you got those.

Do you recognize this woman?

Does she take your class?

Yeah. It's Harper.

Does she spend much time
with Christina Lozano?

Oh, yeah. Two of the three amigas.

Wait. What? Three?

Simone: Two were
friends since high school.

They kind of took Christina
under their wing

when she started coming
here after the baby.

[♪♪♪]

Christina, Harper.

Dani Gee.

Your client's no longer a suspect.

Thank you.

He's had enough of this.

It's a breach of conduct

for a lawyer to sleep with a client.

You're this big, hot shot,
successful defence attorney.

We were thinkin'...

If you were involved in a m*rder,

you'd be an expert on
how to get away with this.

Is that all you got?

An ill*gal recording that's
inadmissible in court.

And a guess that I'd be good at it?

Arch:
We know how close you all are.

And what you could lose
if Evan's extortion videos

came out.

Your self-defence instructor
told us how...

how helpful you were to Christina.

You and Harper getting her
through a real tough postpartum.

Your bank records show
you paid for two stints

at a rehab clinic.

But you were never a patient.

Harper Kohan was.

So, we're friends.

That is not a crime.

Your phone records.

Have a look.

Hundreds of calls. Hundreds.

Between you, Harper,
and Christina in the weeks

leading up to Evan's m*rder.

Then nothing on the night of his death.

Because you were together.

Circumstantial evidence to pin
a homicide that you can't solve

on three innocent women.

It's classy.

What about Harper's
mobile medical vehicle?

It's being processed.

You should sit tight.

Wait for the results.

[♪♪♪]

Evan's DNA was found
in Harper's medical vehicle.

His hair. Traces of blood.

They were still all in on it together.

I know it.

It was me.

I acted alone.

I'm ready to confess.

What are you doing, Harper?

Dani, stop.

I'm confessing, but you...
you need to ask her leave.

- Harper...
- now. Please.

Yeah. Okay. Okay.

Why don't we have a little chat?

It was me. I acted alone.

I refuse counsel.

Harper: Evan had tapes
of me stealing drugs.

He was blackmailing me and my friends.

And it had to stop.

I went to his place.
Tried to reason with him.

I offered him access
to the hospital pharmacy.

He was interested, invited me in.

Then he suggested
a different arrangement.

He turned his back
and I drugged his drink.

Thought I'd grab all
the evidence he had on us.

I didn't account for his cloud storage.

I guess I didn't give him
the... the correct dosage

'cause he woke.

Came after me.

He was ugly and scary.

I... I grabbed the closest thing
at hand.

And bashed his head.

It was all so fast. So unplanned.

And then I had to work fast.

I... I put him in my car.

And I grabbed the cleaning supplies,

and I cleaned up all the blood.

And then I dumped his
body in the ocean,

the laptop, hard drive, too.

That was it.

Why did you keep the m*rder weapon?

Framing Ray Patel was my plan b.

When you came
and you asked me questions,

I got scared. And so i... I hid
the hammer in Ray's garage.

Everyone knew Ray and Evan
hated each other.

Fitz:
It's a great story, Harper.

But we don't believe
that you did this alone.

You can believe what you want to.

You're seriously willing
to throw your life away

for these women?

[♪♪♪]

She's protecting them.

Christina keeps her family.

Dani, her career.

Harper has a chance
of getting clean inside, maybe.

It's okay.

A scumbag spends eternity
at the bottom of the ocean.

Maybe it's a kind of justice.

Marcus:
Sometimes these wins are hard.

But thanks to Harper's directions,

we now know where to search
for Evan's body.

Though I'm inclined to leave it
in his watery grave.

Hmm.

Yet those women. And their bond.

Would you help a friend Bury a body?

Patty, what are you trying to tell us?

- [Chuckles] I...
- Not me.

No, I...

None of my friends
are worth my freedom.

You remember that.

Yeah, yeah, we'll be sure
to tell your friends.

[Chuckles]

Fitz?

I don't know.

Depends on the friend.

[Cellphone ringing]

Mm.

Arch:
[Speaks French]

You, uh...

You got a lot of texts.

Yeah.

Fitz: Your mom must
really wanna speak to you.

Merci.

I saw a photo of your mother...

In with all your Gallagher files.

Mm-hmm.

Is she involved?

Okay.

Gallagher is the reason

why my mother served time in jail.

He loaned her money for her business

and it turned out to be dirty.

She was too afraid to turn him in.

Fitz:
Oh.

So, Gallagher's criminal sh*t
cost your mother her business

and her freedom.

Yeah.

That's why I'm going to take him down.

I told her I'm going to get her
the justice she deserves.

Let's nail that b*stard.

Maman?

[♪♪♪]