Nikki & Nora: Sister Sleuths (2022) Movie Script
Thanks.
He say anything?
Oh yeah.
Wants a lawyer.
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.
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.
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.
So, drinks... huh?
I mean, I left halfway
through the appetizers.
Abernathy's later?
Depends.
On?
On what you find
in that house.
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.
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.
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?
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.
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.
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!
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.
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.
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.
Hey everyone!
Robby Watts passed the test!
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.
Karl Ashcroft's
lawyer had this to say
at the courthouse today.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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?
Nikki, Nikki...
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.
Nora!
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?
- 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?
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.
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.
- 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.
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.
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.
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.
Hello?
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?
Potato, potato.
Hmm. Oh
Hey, look!
Looks like Charlie
was a secret theater buff.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
What is that?
Oh, it's a diffuser.
Oh.
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.
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.
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.
Okay. You were very good.
Okay, thank you,
but would you...
would you say that
I was luminescent?
Sure.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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?
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.
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.
Hi. Um... so sorry
to bother you.
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.
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...
Okay. It says the car
was registered to...
Rebecca Bolton.
What would Ben be doing
with George's wife?
Seriously?
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.
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.
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.
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.
Did she ever tell you about
the time that she humiliated
that poor cop when he was trying
to give her a parking ticket?
I was that poor cop.
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.
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?
Ooh, sorry! Sorry.
Are you?
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.
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...
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.
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.
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.
Ahh!
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Follow me.
Okay.
Freeze.
Hands up.
Sullivan?
What are you doing here?
What are you doing
in my home?
Nora?
Robby?
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.
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?
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.
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.
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.
Yeah.
Okay, but if you were dead set
on repaying that favor...
I could think of one way.
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.
He say anything?
Oh yeah.
Wants a lawyer.
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.
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.
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.
So, drinks... huh?
I mean, I left halfway
through the appetizers.
Abernathy's later?
Depends.
On?
On what you find
in that house.
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.
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.
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?
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.
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.
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!
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.
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.
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.
Hey everyone!
Robby Watts passed the test!
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.
Karl Ashcroft's
lawyer had this to say
at the courthouse today.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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?
Nikki, Nikki...
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.
Nora!
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?
- 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?
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.
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.
- 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.
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.
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.
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.
Hello?
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?
Potato, potato.
Hmm. Oh
Hey, look!
Looks like Charlie
was a secret theater buff.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
What is that?
Oh, it's a diffuser.
Oh.
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.
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.
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.
Okay. You were very good.
Okay, thank you,
but would you...
would you say that
I was luminescent?
Sure.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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.
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?
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.
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.
Hi. Um... so sorry
to bother you.
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.
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...
Okay. It says the car
was registered to...
Rebecca Bolton.
What would Ben be doing
with George's wife?
Seriously?
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.
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.
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.
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.
Did she ever tell you about
the time that she humiliated
that poor cop when he was trying
to give her a parking ticket?
I was that poor cop.
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.
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?
Ooh, sorry! Sorry.
Are you?
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.
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...
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.
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.
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.
Ahh!
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Follow me.
Okay.
Freeze.
Hands up.
Sullivan?
What are you doing here?
What are you doing
in my home?
Nora?
Robby?
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.
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?
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.
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.
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.
Yeah.
Okay, but if you were dead set
on repaying that favor...
I could think of one way.
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.