Previously on Wild Cards...
I managed to get Jonathan Ashford's video diary.
It'll tell you everything you need to know.
If we pull off the perfect con,
no one will even know that we were there.
We came, we scored.
Poof!
She has no idea, does she?
- No. - For you?
He's my best friend.
What do you want?
- Six more months off my dad's sentence. - Two weeks.
Ma'am, you can't be serious. She's a con artist.
Meet my dad, George Graham.
Deal.
Max, there's a bomb in the station.
You need to get out of the building right now!
If I get up, the bomb will detonate.
The bomber said he'll issue his demands
as soon as the entire building is empty.
No one else is to remain inside.
I'm not going anywhere.
On three.
One, two, three!
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- Dad, what's wrong? - What's wrong?
You were stuck in the police station with a bomb
that's what's wrong.
This again? What time is it?
Time for you to stop working with the police.
Dad, it's 5:00 A.M. the bomb thing is so last week.
And yet I can't sleep a wink just thinking about it.
I'm fine.
I still don't get why you decided to stay.
What was I supposed to do?
Say it sucks for you. There's a bomb under your butt,
see you later.
You're the one that told me to never leave anybody behind.
Hey, that's a friends and family promise.
Well, chief Li is my friend. We're on the same team.
Honey, the cops are not your friends.
Do they ask you out for drinks after work?
Do you get invited over for holiday dinners?
No.
I'm your family. Ricky's your family.
With the police, it's a quid pro quo relationship.
You solve their cases, they shorten my sentence.
Which is why I'm calling you, I want you to quit.
Hard pass.
You're in jail because of me, remember?
Honey, I can do the rest of my time.
I don't want you putting yourself in danger for me.
Dad, I love you, but this isn't up to you.
I got my eye on the prize.
Soon enough, you'll be walking out of those gates a free man.
I'm not gonna be able to talk you out of this, am I?
No. Just go relax and let me get back to sleep.
All right.
Sorry I woke you, honey.
It's okay. I love you.
I love you, too, baby.
Oh, for the love of...
What now?
Sorry. I thought you were my dad.
Well, I'm up anyway, might as well solve a murder.
We'll go check it out. Thank you.
It's finally raining men, but I just feel sorry for him.
I never thought there'd be anything worse
than being found dead and naked.
But dead and wearing an adult diaper
definitely takes the cake.
Or what I'd call a deal breaker.
Incontinence is my guess.
It's been linked to suicidal ideation.
It's sad. It's just a little bit of pee.
Tell me about it. Every time I sneeze.
Strange.
Usually when people jump to their death,
they step off a ledge, they fall straight down.
But the car's got to be at least 10 feet from the building.
Well, maybe he took a running leap.
Hey, detective...
Didn't make it out for trivia last night, huh?
Paperwork, you know how it is.
Did you get an ID for the victim?
Yes, sir.
Neighbours say his name is Logan Hess, 33,
lives alone on the 15th floor.
Did you say Logan Hess as in Zagan Designs?
Yeah, that's him.
Wait, you know him?
Yeah. I have a bunch of their clothes.
Him and his partner are streetwear designers.
I'm talking bucket hats, tracksuits, retro kicks.
Well, let's go find out why he died in a diaper.
How is that furniture supposed to be comfortable?
It's not, it's art.
This kind of furniture transforms the standard condo
into a thing of beauty.
Like when I step into your car, it goes from meh to marvelous.
Why is there a deadbolt on the outside?
So whoever's inside couldn't get out?
This is Logan's bedroom.
He must have jumped from here.
Wrist restraints?
Hey, everybody has their kinks, okay?
Who are we to judge?
So...
You and the gang really get together for trivia night?
They do.
I mean, they invite me and everything don't get me wrong,
but I would just find some way out of it.
What is that?
It's a hex nut.
Exciting.
It could be.
If it came loose, he could have pulled himself free.
You're talking like he was a prisoner in here.
There's a deadbolt on the door.
There's wrist restraints strapped to the bed.
I mean, it's his place and everything,
but I think he was trying to escape.
Escape so bad, he ran right through a high-rise window.
www.subtitulamos.tv
Okay. I know a lot of what we're seeing here,
says prisoner in his own home,
but the fur lining on those cuffs say something else.
You're not wrong.
Let me through!
No. It's impossible.
I'm sorry. Who are you?
I'm Jackson. I'm Logan's assistant.
How did this happen? How did he get out?
Oh, my god, I can't believe this is happening.
Okay. Take us through this step by step.
You do this every night?
Yeah, it's part of my job.
I buckle him into bed,
test the restraints and lock him in the room.
Then at 7:00 in the morning, I come back and let him out.
Okay, I've heard of assistants getting weird requests,
but this is, like, weird.
Logan suffered from somnambulism.
Possession?!
What's the matter with you? That's sleepwalking.
Yeah. He even takes a sleeping pill.
There was no way he was ever going
to run through a window again.
- Again? - Again?
When he was 20, he sleepwalked right through a window.
It was on the first floor, so he didn't get hurt.
Then why buy a condo on the 15th floor?
He grew up in a kind of run-down neighborhood.
So having a view meant he finally made it.
Besides, he kept his phone by his bed.
One shout out to Siri, and he could call me or 911.
Well, what would he do if he had to use the...
Oh, that's why he wore a diaper.
You can't tell anyone about that.
I literally have to sign an NDA.
We found him lying mostly naked on the roof of a car.
I'm pretty sure that secret has sailed.
Now, I found this hex nut under his bed
must have come loose.
That's impossible.
I check it every night.
I have a video.
You take video?
Because he's a sleepwalker, Logan had to prove
he was taking every precaution he could to protect himself.
Without it, his business insurance would be null and void.
What is his business insurance have to do
with his sleepwalking?
Without Logan, there's a chance Zagan Designs could go under.
We're going to need to see that video.
Any idea who we can contact for next of kin?
He didn't have any family so,
his business partner was the closest person to him.
Thanks.
That was Metro PD.
They got Zane and his assistant waiting for us
back at the police station.
Can't believe we're about to meet Zane Finch.
I'm nervous. Are you nervous?
Not even a little bit.
But he's the new poster boy of street fashion.
I think I have something here for you.
Here we go.
No, I'm not wearing a scarf.
Of course not, that would be silly.
Thank god you wore a blazer today.
Is all this really necessary?
Of course it is.
How you dress expresses who you are to the outside world.
Yeah, that's what my badge is for.
Oh, really? How would I know?
Because I don't have one.
Maybe if I did, they would invite me to trivia night.
You're really overthinking this trivia night thing.
Am I? Picture this.
There's nine guys dressed in Yankees uniforms
and one in a duck costume.
You think Aaron Judge would invite the duck to trivia night?
Okay. Jeez, I didn't think you liked trivia so much.
I hate trivia,
but it'd be nice to have the option to turn it down.
And, you know, the mascot for the Yankees isn't a duck, right?
Sounds like something I would learn at trivia night.
I can't believe this.
Logan can't be gone. It's just too much.
Sorry, I'm late. I wanted to get him some tea.
Careful, it's hot.
Chamomile and vervain. It'll calm your nerves.
What would I do without you?
I'm guessing you're Sierra.
Yes. Zane's assistant.
I begged him to not buy that penthouse,
but it was a status symbol for him.
So you knew about his sleepwalking then?
Absolutely.
He tried everything to overcome it,
even psychotherapy to deal with the trauma.
What trauma?
When Logan was 10,
he was attacked by a doberman in his front yard.
Soon after, he started sleepwalking
whenever he felt stressed.
Years later, a roommate of his brought home a dog
and one night it started barking,
triggering his trauma all over again.
And while he was asleep, he ran through a window.
It's Anastasia Van Der Haan. She sends her condolences,
and she's asking about the acquisition papers.
Van Der Haan, as in VDH, the retail giant?
The mothership of fast fashion.
So VDH was in the process of acquiring your company,
is that correct?
I suppose.
Logan handled the business side of things,
marketing, publicity, this acquisition.
And the papers were supposed to be signed today.
And without Logan...
I mean, he always handled this side of things.
What am I going to do?
You don't have to do anything, everyone will understand.
Don't worry, Zane.
I need to arrange for the funeral.
It's done. I'm taking care of it.
Uh, well, we appreciate you two coming in.
If we need anything else, we'll be in touch.
That's a nice touch.
Logan always loved a pop of color.
Yes detective, you wear it very well.
Our officer here will show you out.
Thank you.
Jeez.
What a weird accident.
According to our coroner, it might not be an accident after all.
But I still can't make that determination.
I can tell you, he died from a cranial impact
when he hit the car.
His body shows signs of significant bruising and lacerations.
But all that can be attributed to hitting the roof of the car.
Cool pocket square by the way, classy.
So he sleepwalked into the window, crashed through it,
and then fell to his death. Is that right?
No. If someone ran headfirst into that window,
I'd expect to see fractured facial bones
and glass remnants all over his body.
So you're saying he didn't crash through the window?
But he had to.
Maybe he smashed the window first and then jumped out.
It's impossible.
The only thing in the room was his bed and a night table.
The glass is half an inch thick.
I mean, he'd need a sledgehammer to break through that.
Exactamente.
Mira.
Cool. Numbers, math, Goodwill Hunting.
Logan weighed 155 pounds.
Half-inch plate glass requires
1,000 to 1,500 pounds of force per square inch.
I'm assuming he jumped out of bed and ran through the window
where he traveled an additional 10 feet.
- You follow? - Not at all.
But keep going because your enthusiasm is riveting.
Logan would have had to go from a dead stop in his bed
to sprinting through the window at 8.5 miles per hour.
That's nearly 100,000 pounds of force.
Which means?
It's impossible.
So until I get more information,
I can't sign off on this as an accident.
What kind of information?
The window.
Maybe something was wrong with the glass.
That's what I was thinking.
I put our best man on it,
so to speak.
Okay. How's she going to reconstruct Logan's window from the pile of glass?
Oh. She will. Trust me.
She's a level six dissectologist.
She's basically like a magician when it comes to puzzles.
Everybody who works here knows that.
I work here.
Okay, I didn't mean it like that.
Something's off. Where's... where's your partner?
- Where's Simmons? - He's in court today, remember?
He's testifying...
You look weird. What's different about you?
His pocket square.
It's like a whole new you.
We interviewed Logan hess's neighbours,
and the only thing they noticed
around the time of his death was a dog barking.
The odd thing is, they swear the barking was coming
from inside the building.
What's so odd about that?
Well, the condo board has a strict no pets policy.
Nobody in the building has a dog or a cat,
not even a three-toed sloth.
That last one is oddly specific.
I've wanted one ever since I saw Kristen Bell's emotional meltdown.
Oh, I love that video.
I got it on my phone.
- Me too. - Stop it.
Yo!
Hi. How are you?
If I'm gonna find the impact point on this glass,
I'm gonna need to not have you yapping
inside of my ear holes, yeah?
It's getting late, you guys. Go home, okay?
I will call you if I find anything.
Okay, everybody out. The puzzle master has spoken.
Okay. Good luck.
Puzzle master.
I'm so putting that on a t-shirt.
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I just answered the phone with my nose.
What is this barking dog have to do with the case?
Oh, so we're already done with me?
When Logan was a kid, he was attacked by a doberman.
And then later in life, while he was asleep,
a roommate's barking dog triggered him
to run through a window.
I'm sensing a theme.
Neighbours said that they heard a barking dog
before he ran through this window.
So a barking dog is his trigger.
You know, I once had a friend who used to make pancakes,
eat them and then do the dishes in their sleep.
I wonder if I do anything weird in my sleep.
Weirder than when you're awake?
Good point.
Look, there's only one problem with this scenario,
there's no dog.
Two problems, actually.
No dog and a window impossible to break
unless you have superhuman strength.
Hold on. Yates is calling.
Yates, you're on the line with me and Max.
We're discussing the superhuman strength needed
to break through that window.
You are mistaken, my friends.
What'd you find out?
Sending you a picture right now.
Zoom in and tell me what you see.
Somebody scored the glass.
How do you score a glass?
With a glass cutter.
Which would make the glass weaker and easier to shatter.
That way, it would still look like an accident.
Except this wasn't.
It was murder by sleepwalking.
So tomorrow, first thing,
I want to go through the press release.
Why Anastasia is pushing back on the word collaboration,
I do not know.
Because technically it's an acquisition.
Well, technically, I'm bored of this conversation.
Did Zane sign the paperwork yet?
Sierra said she's on it.
Oh, pause.
The curtains are open.
Look at the window.
Yeah. There's not a scratch on the glass.
Yeah. That's good.
Remind Sierra to get Zane to sign.
Oh, and don't forget the curtains.
Otherwise, the city lights will wake me up.
I never forget the curtains.
So Jackson closed the curtains,
but when we arrived yesterday, they were open.
So whoever scored the glass would have opened the curtains.
So as soon as he pulled free,
he would have run right for the obvious exit.
What?
Your pocket square, it's gone.
Oh... right. Here you go.
Thank you.
Someone didn't learn their lesson,
this pocket square takes the edge off your RGF.
RGF?
Yeah. Resting grumpy face.
Makes you look far more approachable, trust me.
How did Logan pull free?
I saw the size of that hex nut you found under the bed.
Yeah. You're right.
If Logan was panicked, he would have been thrashing around,
which means the wood in the frame
would have been all splintered and chipped.
But the frame is clear, no thrashing.
Exactly.
Someone must have loosened the nut on purpose
so as soon as he pulled, he would have freed himself.
And there was no forced entry.
So the killer must have had a key.
Exactly. And they would have also known
that barking dogs triggered his sleepwalking.
But forensics found no trace of animals inside the condo.
This is a really elaborate murder plot.
Whoever did this really wanted Logan dead.
And whoever set this up knew everything about him.
Yeah. Almost as if they managed his life.
Yates, I need you to do something for me.
This is security camera footage taken the day Logan died.
There's you, there's Logan.
Uh-oh. Looks like you two aren't getting along.
Logan and I fought 50 times a day.
Arguing was practically one of his love languages.
Oh, in that case, he adored you.
He found out I'd applied for another job, okay?
So you didn't adore him?
No, I just couldn't take it anymore.
- Couldn't take what? - The fighting.
He and Zane were constantly at each other's throats.
Because of the deal with VDH?
Because Zane didn't want to do the deal,
and Logan overruled him.
Hold, please.
Logan and Zane weren't equal partners?
No. This deal made Zane furious.
Honestly, I thought he was going to snap.
Me? Murder Logan?
Zane is not a violent person. In fact, he's almost too nice.
But you were angry with him about his decision to sell the company.
It's more complicated than that, but yes, I was.
Why?
We created the company together,
but Logan provided the start-up financing.
We agreed he'd own 51 percent,
but we would make all our decisions as equals.
And it worked.
Logan handled the business,
which allowed me to focus on the creative.
Now, would you have had that same creative freedom if VDH acquired you?
No.
They're a publicly traded company.
The stock prices are all that matters, not the art.
Logan's heart was in the right place.
He wanted to go global, have our label worn by millions.
And to make millions, I'm assuming.
Sure. But it was never about the money for me.
Even now that you own 100 percent of the company.
You don't understand where Zane came from,
how hard he had to work.
Growing up, I was a lonely queer kid
from a small town who loved fashion.
Never felt like I fit in anywhere.
I certainly never thought i'd get a chance to live my dream
until I met Logan in college.
He was the first person to see something in me,
and his belief in my designs
gave me the courage to put myself out there.
One thing led to another, and Zagan was born.
It was me and him against the world.
I wasn't alone anymore.
Doesn't matter now though.
There's no Zagan without Logan.
You can't give up.
Your vision is what makes Zagan.
How can I go on without him?
Look, I hate to ask, but I have to.
Do you have an alibi for the night Logan died?
He was live streaming from 10:00 at night to 4:00 A.M.
I like to work at night when it's quiet.
Zane hates social media, so Logan came up with the idea
to livestream his late night work sessions.
It was another one of his brilliant marketing ideas.
Hundreds of thousands of people watch it.
I don't know why they do, but...
Logan understood these things.
It's part of what made him so remarkable.
Do you have a restroom I can use?
Uh, yeah, just down there on the right.
Look, we're going to need to take a look at that footage
from the live streams.
Of course. Anything to help.
Now, did Logan have any enemies that you're aware of?
Actually, maybe... maybe one.
We received these the day before Logan died.
I took a picture for him. I thought it was strange.
You know what black roses mean?
Death.
There's a card here with the flowers.
Did you happen to have that?
Here.
"You'll destroy VDH just like you destroy everything."
"Karma's a bitch."
In the end, I didn't even show it to Zane.
He was on deadline.
I didn't want to distract him.
I'm so stupid.
Maybe if I'd taken it more seriously.
You can't think like that.
This card mentions VDH.
Was someone maybe upset about the acquisition?
Lots of people were upset.
What is it?
Logan's hit list.
People he was going to fire after the acquisition.
So all these people work for VDH?
And now they're all suspects.
Okay, I'm thinking i'm a hot new European designer
and you're my suave south American photographer.
How's your Spanish?
Or I'm a police detective and you're my consultant.
You're no fun.
Hi. We're here to see Anastasia Van Der Haan.
It's Haan.
And she's booked for the next six months.
Oh, she's expecting us.
Okay look, this better be good.
If you're gonna...
She's coming. She's coming.
She's coming!
I am sorry, miss Van Der Haan.
I tried to tell them that you were busy, but they just wouldn't listen.
Hi. I'm detective Ellis.
My partner and I have some questions regarding Logan Hess.
Please come with me.
Logan's death has thrown everything here
into utter chaos.
I can imagine that's very hard.
Well, we lost a visionary.
Of course, our shareholders don't care about that.
They only care that the stock price dropped
when news of Logan's death came out.
This is a list Logan drew up of people he was going to fire.
Do you know about this?
Yeah. Of course. I approved it.
Isn't that unusual?
I mean, for a company being acquired to have a say
in the other company's employees.
Well, this was going to be more of a partnership.
Logan and I were going to share duties.
One of the reasons why I wanted to acquire Zagan
was to infuse this place with fresh blood.
So, it made sense that Logan would handpick his new staff.
And let's just say some of our employees
are a little too last season.
Any of the last season front runners on this list?
Well, you should talk to Henry.
He's been the face of VDH for three years.
Gorgeous young man,
but Logan felt it was time for a fresh face.
Oh, I'll take him. Yep.
Yeah, and Vittoria, hmm, head designer for many years.
But let's just say lately she's gotten a little stale.
Yeah, foul person. Really quite unpleasant.
You take her.
What do you want?!
You have a phone call. It's Zane Finch, line 3.
Okay, I have to take this.
Talk to whomever you need to talk to..
Just please use discretion.
The last thing we need are more rumors.
Of course.
These are the police. Take them where they need to go.
We need to speak with Vittoria Marcone.
I'll take you. I'm her assistant.
Can I get you a coffee? Tea? Sparkling water?
I'm okay, thanks.
Oh, I would love a sparkling water.
I noticed your pocket square, nice ironic touch.
You ever thought about becoming a model?
Not once.
I've been told I'm quite photogenic.
There is a real demand for blue collar types these days.
I could arrange a meeting with an agent.
I'm fine, thank you.
I'll drop you my contact info just in case.
Oh, don't worry about me. I'll be fine anyway.
I'm actually very busy.
Oh, hello.
Welcome to realness. Now give me that, Amberlynn.
Gorgeous. Oh, perfect.
Stop!
No, no, no, it's just all wrong.
I'm sorry, my dear. Who are you?
Leeza Von Wolfenstein, emergency stylist.
And who called you?
Fashion called, darling.
There. Now, it's perfect.
- Okay. Where's Henry? - That's me.
Oh. Come, darling.
Someone's been working on their pecs.
Kellie, I want the fabrics on that side of the room.
You didn't tell me.
Yeah, well, if I have to tell you everything in my head,
what's the point of you?
No. Zagan moving in
did not mean that I was getting fired.
So you didn't know about Logan's firing list?
No. What list? There's a list?
Yeah, with your name on it.
That doesn't make any sense.
Logan was so kind and so excited
about our upcoming collaboration,
but even so, Anastasia would have never allowed it.
She loves bringing in these flash-in-the-pan types.
They come and go.
I've been here for over two decades.
Should I unpack these boxes now?
No. Stop annoying me. I have a headache.
Get me something for it... And a sparkling water.
Grapefruit, not that hard lemon-lime stuff.
Got it.
You poor dear putting on such a brave face today.
And what a beautiful face it is.
- You heard about Logan? - Yes, tragic.
But maybe not so sad for you after all.
What do you mean?
Well, rumour has it he was going to clean house
and you were on his hit list.
Yeah, but I don't care. I'm leaving the industry anyway.
So you're just gonna throw your whole career away?
Gorgeous red.
Oh, thanks.
Pocket squares, I see a fashion comeback.
Is that real glass on the purse?
Yes. Part of my new accessories line.
And you cut the glass yourself?
Absolutely. I'm completely hands on.
Gorgeous, isn't it?
Yeah.
Modeling was just a way to put myself through school.
I've had it with all the bitching and backstabbing.
Indeed. Do tell.
There's one of the biggest offenders there.
Logan and Stellan were always at each other's throats.
But didn't Stellan work exclusively with VDH?
You'd have to ask him.
All right, we're ready to go. Let's go, everyone!
Why is it so quiet in here? We need energy!
Oh, hi.
Oh. Hi, detective. Is there anything you need?
Yeah, I was actually looking for you.
For me?
Yeah. I have a few more questions about the case.
I need to get this aspirin to Vittoria.
Look, I understand that Vittoria is not exactly
the easiest person to work for, all right?
She once threw a Caesar salad at me.
I forgot to take out the croutons.
That's assault, technically,
I know, right?
Look, I couldn't help but notice all the boxes packed up in there.
Yeah, I did that a couple of days ago.
And now guess who has to unpack them all over again.
Why? What changed?
Logan died.
So she was packing up to leave VDH.
She lied to you.
She knew she was getting the boot
and all that crap about Logan being excited
about their collaboration?
Another lie.
I swear it's pathological with her.
So you're positive she knew she was being fired?
Oh, she knew.
I overheard her on the phone. Happiest day of my life.
This glasswork she does,
is there a specific tool she uses?
For sure. Some special cutter.
She even uses an imported lubricating oil
from Morocco or something.
Do you know where she keeps that glass cutter?
Yeah. Follow me.
All right, darling, chin up.
Find your light.
Oh. Lovely, jubbly.
Work it, own it, feel it. Don't forget to smile.
Whoops!
Darling...
Liza.
I thought you said your name was Leeza.
Oh. You remembered.
You're disturbing my flow.
Moi?
Oh, I thought it was disturbed already.
You just... you look so upset.
Then why'd you say that, darling?
Well, the gossip around here is quite awful.
Word is you and Logan are going at it tooth and nail.
What? Who's saying that?
Everyone.
Now, look, I understand
that you're probably conflicted about it
because Logan is dead,
and I'm sure there's things you wish you could take back.
You're so perceptive.
I know.
So, what were you two arguing about?
Oh, just the usual
creative differences.
And you're sure it wasn't something more personal?
I'm quite perceptive, remember?
Stellan, I need your lunch order for today.
I must get back to the shoot.
Of course.
Did you want to order something?
Yeah. I mean, there's no limit, right?
You know, let me get this back to you.
You're left-handed.
Yes.
And is that a fountain pen in your pocket?
Is this a joke?
No, actually, it's not,
because the day before Logan was murdered,
somebody sent him a bouquet of black roses,
and there was a card attached to it.
I'm assuming you probably already know what was in the card.
Who are you?
I'm with the police.
- You're a cop? - I'm a consultant.
It's basically like the police, but without a badge.
Don't even get me started, okay?
Because this isn't about me. It's about you.
And the very real possibility that you murdered Logan Hess.
All right. No more lies.
You knew you were getting fired.
I gave VDH the most creative years of my life.
I was like family to them.
And then Logan came along
and made Anastasia believe that I was a hack.
So what? You murdered him?
I did not murder Logan Hess.
So you're a lefty who uses a fountain pen,
and your handwriting matches the threatening note
you sent to Logan with the black roses.
I didn't mean for it to be frightening.
I was just upset.
Because he was gonna fire you?
It was a lover's quarrel, wasn't it?
We were in a relationship.
At least that's what I thought it was.
Turns out Logan was just using me for inside info on VDH
to help with his acquisitions bid.
As soon as it looked like
the deal was going through, he dumped me.
I hate this business.
Did you hate Logan enough to kill him?
You scored the window with this glass cutter.
Did kellie give you that?
Well, there goes another assistant.
You scored the window, and you left the curtains open
so that as soon as the sleepwalking was triggered,
he'd run right through it.
I hated him, but I did not kill him.
I sent the roses and the card to rattle him.
That's all.
So where were you the night that Logan died?
Home. Alone.
Fine. I got drunk and booty called an ex-boyfriend.
I was at my cabin with some close friends.
You can ask them.
Vittoria's friends confirmed
she was at her cottage at the time of Logan's death.
So our jilted lover, Stellan, is telling the truth.
Confirmed by Mr. Booty call.
But this killing was definitely personal by someone
who knew Logan well.
They would have known about his sleepwalking,
that a barking dog could trigger his panic attacks.
But none of our suspects even had a dog.
My psychic was right.
Speaking of Booty calls, what the hell do you want?
At a photoshoot Stellan was playing music
that sounded just like that on Bluetooth speaker.
And?
And it looked like that.
Logan's plant is the same type of speaker.
Which could be activated from anywhere and play anything.
Including the sounds of a barking dog.
So the forensics team was right.
There was no dog in Logan's condo.
The sound was coming from a speaker.
Murder by remote... clever.
Okay, so we need to find someone
who not only had access to Logan's phone and apartment,
but his passwords, too.
You thinking what I'm thinking?
Why am I back here?
Because your alibi just blew up.
I'm innocent.
I told you after I left Logan's,
I went to the bar with Kellie and Sierra.
All right, there they are, Kellie, Jackson, Sierra.
Unlock your phone and hand it over.
- Why? - Because I'm a cop.
According to your app store history,
you purchased an app that allows you to control
everything in Logan's apartment,
including the Bluetooth speaker in his bedroom.
Yeah, I... after I get Logan to bed,
I use it to trigger the white noise he liked.
You already saw all this in the video.
What's the big deal?
There goes kellie to powder her nose.
Oh, Sierra's phone just died. It's the worst.
Don't worry, Jackson swoops in and valiantly gives her his.
Yeah, he just left her with his phone unlocked.
You foolish, foolish boy.
Yeah.
According to the app, it was used the night Logan died.
That's not possible.
1:04 A.M. a track was played using your app.
Look at the time, 1:04 A.M.
She's looking for something specific on that music app.
And guess what the name of that track was.
What?
_
Angry dog bark.
Are you saying Sierra killed Logan?
I'm afraid so.
Do you know where we might find her?
_
Okay. It's Ellis.
He says Sierra is at one of two places.
We're heading to the Zagan offices.
Okay. You and Li go and see if Sierra's at her place.
Sierra's not answering the phone.
She worked for Zane and Logan for so many years,
she had to know all about Logan sleepwalking,
his triggers.
She probably had a key to his condo, too.
And she would have known Jackson's schedule
like the back of her hand.
Like the fact that he left every night at 11:00 P.M.
That gave her time to let herself into Logan's place,
score the window, loosen the wrist restraints.
We also know that he took sleeping pills at night,
so the only thing that could have woken him up
was the sound of a barking dog.
The company was about to sell for tens of millions of dollars.
Why kill Logan now?
This is where Sierra lives?
It looks abandoned.
Yeah, I'd say either the rent is cheap
or she lives with a psychopath.
Police!
Sierra, if you're in there, open up.
Yates.
It's Li. Pull over.
You guys are gonna want to see this.
That's why she killed Logan.
And here I thought she was living with a psycho.
_
She's obsessed with Zane.
I'm obsessed with Louboutins, but this is next level.
We're dealing with a really disturbed mind here.
Hey, guys.
Sierra left us a little gift here.
What are those?
Diaries of a psychopath.
"Today Zane asked my opinion on a new jacket design."
"He's a genius, an artist, and he wanted my opinion."
Sounds like a school girl writing about her crush.
"Anastasia must die."
Looks like our school girl just graduated
to crazy town university.
I wish all our psychopaths were that clear.
She saw Logan as a threat to Zane
when he made the deal with VDH.
That's why she got rid of him.
_
For whatever reason,
it looks like she's found her next victim.
We need to find Sierra and Anastasia.
I'm gonna call Zane, see if he knows where Sierra is.
Okay, Zane. Well call us if she tries to contact you.
- Drive to VDH. - You got it.
Zane decided to go through with the deal.
What? Why?
I don't know, he had a long talk with Anastasia,
and then he had a change of heart.
Sierra is not gonna like that.
No, she won't.
And she went to VDH to meet up with Anastasia
to get the acquisition papers.
Alone? After hours? I don't like the sound of that.
She was supposed to be back an hour ago,
and now she's not answering any of his calls.
Damn it!
Let's hope we're not too late.
I have no time for your BS.
There's no one here, Anastasia.
Yeah, I know, I know.
So what the hell are you doing?
I said put your hands up.
Fine, okay. But enough of this, Sierra.
What are you expecting to accomplish here?
I'm saving Zane from you.
You're saving him?
He wants the deal, okay? He knows it's good for him.
Zane doesn't know what's good for him.
I'm the only one who protects him from people
like you and Logan.
Oh, my lord.
You killed Logan.
He was willing to sell out everything that Zane created.
And for what?
Money?
I just texted for backup, but we can't wait for them.
Good idea. Shoot her.
Okay. Sierra...
I can't.
She's got her finger on the trigger.
If I fired at her, she would flinch and kill Anastasia.
Okay, do not shoot her.
Just put that down and let's talk about it.
There's nothing to talk about.
People like you only care about money, not art.
Actually, I think I have an idea.
No. When I first got into this business, I was just like you.
I was a young girl who loved the idea
that fashion could make a difference
in the everyday lives of people.
And yes, it's true.
I lost sight of that along the way.
But guess what? Zane helped me find it again.
That's why I want to give him every resource he wants
to do whatever he wants, right? Don't you?
You know what?
We could do this for him... together.
Yeah.
No.
No. Zane is too trusting.
He can't say no.
That's why he let Logan get away with so much.
I begged him to go out on his own,
just me and him, but he was too insecure.
I have worked so hard to help him become who he is.
And I can't let you destroy that.
Who's there?
Lay your weapon down.
Drop it now!
On your knees! Put your hands behind your back!
It's okay. It's over now.
You're under arrest for the murder of Logan Hess.
Zane... they don't understand, but you do, right?
All those years ago, you chose me.
You saw something special in me.
What have you done?
I did all this to protect you.
Now you can share your vision with the world.
Zane...
Look at me, please.
Zane!
She's insane.
I'm just happy nobody else was hurt.
Anastasia?
She's okay. She's with the medics.
Thank you, both of you.
Logan was like a brother to me.
We fought a lot,
but I always knew he had my best interest at heart.
I wish I could tell him that.
Hey, wherever he is, I'm sure he knows that.
I'm curious...
What made you go through with the deal after all?
To honor Logan's memory.
I realized he was right.
It's not selling out.
I get to share my work with the whole world.
Even if I have to make a few t-shirts to pay for it.
It's okay.
If there's anything I can do to show my appreciation.
Well, maybe a piece from your new VDH collection.
Police officers aren't allowed to accept gifts, Max.
No. Of course not.
A member of the police force definitely shouldn't do that.
- But a mere... - Excuse us.
Police consultant who doesn't even have a badge
would definitely consider the possibility.
My favourite colour is magenta,
and I live at 162 West Broad street, unit 5.
Max!
Good work, you two.
It's another two weeks off your dad's sentence.
Why thank you.
You get any free clothes?
Now Max knows that would be unethical.
Yes, Max does know that.
Oh, mmhmm, yes.
All right. Who's coming tonight?
What's going on tonight?
We are going to a board game bar,
and it happens to be puzzle night.
I'm going to find some puzzle noobs,
play like I don't know what I'm doing, right?
Bet's be placed,
then I wipe the floor with them.
It's going to be very colour of money.
Who's in?
First round's on me.
All right.
Ellis?
Oh, come on, man.
Look, it's getting late. I gotta get home to feed Marc.
Whatever, cat lady.
Max?
Me?
You're inviting me?
Yeah you.
It's really not that big of a deal.
Don't listen to him. It is a huge deal.
We don't like most people. I barely tolerate all of you.
You can't miss my first puzzle night.
Okay, fine.
I'll come for a drink, but i'm not doing any puzzles, okay?
Come on.
Don't think I didn't notice
you haven't given me back my pocket square yet.
I'm told they are making a comeback.
Even with an arrow-sized hole in it.
If somebody asks, I'll just say it's a Max Mitchell original.
Oh, I like that.
I'm serious about the board games.
I do not want to play.
Really? Because I would kick your ass at Monopoly.
I bet you would.
Well, it's not a parakeet.
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