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- Hey, you got a sec? - Yeah, what's up?
I need you to look into somebody.
It's for the Praiter and Rockwell real estate case.
Hi, uh, Kurtis Lauper? Reenie Greene. I'm looking for witnesses to testify
in a lawsuit against Praiter and Rockwell Properties Group.
I've been compiling evidence for years.
Everyone else broke. But not me.
What happened when you said no?
They made me look insane.
And when everyone started believing them, well, then I did feel nuts.
You know you don't need to fight this alone anymore, right?
I can't erase what that company did.
But I can make them answer for it.
You still can't reach him?
He should've been here over two hours ago. It's not like Kurtis.
Well, there's a lot of pressure right before trial, right?
It's not the first time I've seen a witness spook.
He's only missed one prep meeting. That doesn't mean he's bailing.
Maybe I should go check on him.
Well, I'm right by his house.
If it makes you feel better, I'll swing by, okay?
Yeah.
Kurtis?
- Hey, any luck? - Uh, I'm at his house.
I think you were right. Something's wrong.
Why? What'd you see?
Well, his truck's not here,
but his phone's in there and his oxygen tank.
There's just no sign of him. I mean, I could try to get in, I guess, but--
No, no, no, no, don't touch anything.
- You're right. I'm gonna call the police. - Not yet.
If he's missing, I know who to call.
He's been missing seven hours at least.
He was scheduled to testify tomorrow.
Yeah?
What's this? We got a phone over here.
It's dead.
You got Randy looking for his truck?
Yeah, couldn't find anything.
No GPS.
We called all the local hospitals, but no one's seen him.
No, it can't wait. We need to meet today.
Make it happen.
Uh, Colter, this is Maxine.
Maxine, how you doing? Heard a lot about you.
And I don't think I've heard enough about you.
Were you able to reach the judge?
Yeah, working on it.
I woke up the poor clerk who had a million questions,
but I didn't wanna say too much until we were face-to-face.
- Smart. - Okay, other than cold feet,
what could have happened to Kurtis?
Well, worst case, Praiter and Rockwell or someone connected to the case took him.
Is there evidence backing that up?
I mean, the case has been really weird so far.
Packages were delivered to my office, Maxine's as well.
Surveillance footage of us at home.
- At home? - I know.
Right after we made a new claim to the suit.
And Kurtis's testimony was key to proving it.
If we win, it could be fatal to the company.
You let the police know about these threats?
No, didn't rise to it.
I mean, intimidation is not uncommon in lawsuits like this.
Well, there's something here.
I think it's blood.
- Wait, what? - Yeah, there was more.
Think someone tried to clean it up. Missed a spot.
Reenie, there's a-a blade missing from that knife block
on the counter next to you.
Here's what I'm thinking.
I'm thinking our guy, he, uh, came in here, right?
Hid himself in this pantry.
They ambushed Kurtis.
And it was somebody who knew what they were doing.
There's no forced entry.
This is on me.
I brought Kurtis into this. I pushed him into doing the lawsuit.
It's not your fault. You're doing your job, Reenie.
- They went this way. - Oh. I think that's the judge.
Uh, you go ahead. We're gonna take this.
- Yeah. - Hello.
- Yeah, that's not Kurtis. - Mmm.
It's the intruder. Maybe one of them anyway.
This guy was stabbed.
Explains the blood inside.
Yeah. What are you thinking?
Kurtis, uh, he fights back, stabs this guy, kills him with a knife?
I mean, he's an elderly man. He uses intermittent oxygen.
Adrenaline's a hell of a thing.
- What about the missing truck? - Not so sure.
Someone was trying to cover this up though, right?
I'm thinking maybe there's a third party.
Maybe they... they took Kurtis in his own truck?
- Alive? - I think so, yeah.
And if they killed him, we would have found his body already.
It's better just to make the witness disappear, right?
I mean, whoever did this wanted to silence him.
Well, they got sloppy. If they made more mistakes, I'll see 'em.
Okay. Maxine's on her way to the office. She'll handle the legal side.
I'll call the cops.
Colter, you gotta find this guy for me.
Yeah, I'm on it.
Randy, you get any new hits on Kurtis's truck?
Nada. I'm monitoring traffic cams, toll roads. No sightings, man.
Listen, I saw a manual for a mobile ham radio at the house.
I didn't see the radio anywhere.
I'm thinking maybe he installed it in his truck.
I'm sending you a photo right now. It has the ham's call sign.
I like it. Let me see.
Okay, I got the call sign.
Maybe we get lucky and it's still transmitting.
There it is.
Just sent you the location.
Got it.
Hey, listen, Randy.
Reenie mentioned something about, uh, a threat coming in at the office.
Yeah, we had a courier come by, dropped off a package.
Could have something to do with what happened here.
Yeah, no doubt.
I'm working to beef up security, though.
- Did you get an ID? - Uh, not yet.
Mel took a great photo, just came out a little blurry,
and so the facial ID won't work.
Okay, keep digging. Keep an eye out, all right?
- You got it, man. - Hey.
I got building security to change the access codes,
but nobody recognized the courier from the photo.
It's okay. Thank you for this.
If I'd gotten my phone out sooner or taken a better picture...
Come on. This is not your fault.
I'm just worried about Reenie.
We really gotta find the guy who did this.
Mel...
...you know I got you, right?
- Yeah, I know. - Okay. Let's get back to work.
The circumstances are beyond our control, Your Honor. We need more time.
So, your whole case hinges on this witness's testimony?
Oh, give me a break, Hoover. You know damn well
hundreds of people have signed on to this lawsuit condemning Praiter and Rockwell.
You have seen Kurtis's deposition, and you know his evidence is undeniable.
And I'm guessing their client does as well. And here we are.
And where is that, exactly? You can't produce your witness.
It's not exactly our problem.
We can't produce Mr. Lauper because your client kidnapped him.
Possibly worse.
That's a pretty strong accusation, Counsel.
Do you have any evidence to substantiate it?
Uh, police report? Missing person's complaint?
We are actively investigating the matter, Your Honor.
Meaning they have nothing.
He probably changed his mind and ghosted you.
Did you two rehearse this little back-and-forth pantomime thing?
We remain ready to meet the trial date, Your Honor.
All we are asking for is a little time.
We'd like to be kept in the loop.
Well, we wouldn't wanna keep you or your client out of the loop, Devon.
- I know they are so concerned. - That's enough, Ms. Greene.
You have 24 hours.
Use them wisely.
Thank you, Your Honor.
You don't actually think Praiter and Rockwell kidnapped a witness?
Actually, yes.
Well, now I'm looking forward to trial.
We welcome baseless allegations.
Be sure to work those into your cross.
You should be looking forward to my advice. Buckle up.
- I hope you didn't take this personally. - Just business, right?
I can assure you our client had nothing to do with your witness's disappearance.
Oh. Well, does that extend to sending us creepy surveillance photos as well?
Oh, now we've threatened you
in addition to your witness.
How about we just table this until trial, shall we?
Let's go.
Hey, let's go ahead and lock down the other witnesses,
make sure they're protected.
- Got it. You focus on Kurtis. - Yeah.
You know him better than anyone.
Yeah.
- Thanks for having my back. - Thank you.
Okay.
Please tell me it's good news.
- Found the truck. It's totaled. - Kurtis?
No sign that anyone was in the truck when it crashed.
Wait, how is that even possible?
Gear shift is in neutral. I think the car was ditched.
They wanted us to think they ran.
Okay, so now what?
Looks like you'd need a car from here, so either they stashed one,
or maybe they stole one.
All right, look, you've got me and Randy. Let me put you on speaker.
Hey, what's up, man?
Randy, any records of a stolen vehicle anywhere near my location?
Uh, let's find out.
Nope, nothing reported today.
All right, I passed a roadhouse about a half a mile back.
The motel looked like the last stop within miles.
Yeah, I see it. Looks like the perfect place to get a car,
or to sit and wait in one.
That's what I'm thinking. Can you check to see if they have cameras?
If they do, they're air-gapped. I'm not seeing anything.
All right, I'm heading there now. Maybe someone saw something. Thanks.
Excuse me.
Oh. Hey, man. Uh, nothing wrong with day drinking.
It's just we got this thing called hours.
No, I'm not, uh... not here for the bar.
I was wondering if maybe you could help me with something. I'm...
I'm looking for this guy. He's missing. Seen him?
I wasn't working last night. Nothing today.
- Why are you looking for him? - It's sorta what I do, find people.
Sounds mysterious.
It can be, yeah, yeah.
Your, uh... Your security footage, is there a chance I could get a look at that maybe?
Yeah, I don't know. I might have to run that one by my manager.
This the same person that's having you carry
all this heavy stuff up this ramp?
Okay, second thought,
you help me, I help you?
- Hand it over. - Great.
Wow, you made that look really easy.
It's not my first time.
All right, now.
- Password. - Right, I really shouldn't be doing this.
Probably not.
Okay. Keep going.
Okay, that's him.
Damn, what's the deal with this guy anyway? Is he in trouble?
Something like that, yeah. Pause it right there, will you?
Thank you.
- Grandpa just boosted that car. - I know.
One sec. Hold on. That SUV, you recognize that?
Nope, but it looks shady as hell.
- It does, doesn't it? - Mm-hmm.
Okay, I got what I needed. Well, thank you very, very much.
- I appreciate you. All right. - You're welcome.
Hey.
Come back anytime.
I low-key wanna know how this turns out.
- Okay. Thanks again. - Mm-hmm.
Hey, you've got me and Randy.
Kurtis is alone, on the run, hot-wired a car.
It didn't look to me like it was the first time he'd ever done that.
Sent you a picture of the car he stole from a security cam at the bar.
Who is this guy?
I don't know. He kills somebody in self-defense, doesn't call the police.
He covers it up, ditches his car, steals another.
Does he have a criminal history?
Man, I did a background check on this guy twice.
Dude's a Boy Scout from Vincennes, Indiana.
High school education, divorced, one stepdaughter.
Something's not adding up.
There was a black SUV that followed him out.
Maybe we're not the only ones on his trail.
Did you run the plates on that stolen car?
Okay, plates on the stolen car pop up twice, both times on the highway.
The first hit's a toll on E-470.
The second was him merging on to the I-70 Mountain Lane Express this morning,
and nothing since then.
Maybe the person following him ran him off the road?
Or maybe he gave them the slip. All right, thanks, you guys.
Hey. Police identified the body from Kurtis's house.
He worked for a trucking company.
He's got a rap sheet for assault and robbery.
- Any connect with P&R? - Not that I could find, no.
What about Kurtis? Any personal connection?
Dude keeps a pretty tight circle.
Only people he talks to are his stepdaughter, Jackie,
and his ex-wife, Sienna.
When's the last time they were in contact?
Uh, the stepdaughter, a few weeks ago. The ex-wife, yesterday morning.
Maybe she knows something. I'll pay her a visit.
Are you one of Lowell's men?
How did you find me?
I said, how did you find me?
You hear me, Kurtis? Lowell ain't gonna stop until you're dead.
Kurtis Lauper...
why don't you tell me who you really are?
Who sent you?
Reenie Greene. My name's Colter Shaw. She hired me to come find you.
I'll take a look at that.
- How's that feel? - Ow!
You got a high ankle sprain.
Whatever's coming after you, you're not gonna outrun it.
That's for sure.
I like Reenie.
She actually gives a crap.
And I'm old enough to remember that's a rare quality,
but she shouldn't have gotten involved.
Hold this right there.
What's this have to do with your testimony?
Everything I said about that company was the God's honest truth,
but this isn't about that.
Yeah, kinda gathered that.
- Sienna Grimmer? - Who are you?
My name's Reenie Greene. I'm an attorney. I'm looking for your ex-husband.
Wait, is Kurtis missing too?
Uh, yes, no one's seen him since yesterday.
I know that you spoke with him that morning.
You know anything about this?
No.
I-I'm sorry. Uh, who else is missing?
Your visitor here is from Louisiana.
Long way.
- Reenie, I got Kurtis. - Oh, great. Kurtis, hey.
I shouldn't be talking to you. It's not safe.
- Are you with Jackie? - Who's Jackie?
Stepdaughter.
- No. Why? - She's missing.
I'm at your ex-wife's house with the police.
Look, she didn't turn up for work today.
Sienna went to her place, but she's gone.
I'm gonna kill them all.
Who did this?
Lowell Parker.
Dixie Mafia.
Runs guns, drugs, anything he can get his hands on.
You work for him?
Muscle. Long time ago.
But I disappeared, took the name of a boyhood friend
who'd died on a fishing trip.
Moved a few states over.
Thought it was all behind me.
But why would he take your stepdaughter after so many years?
'Cause he found me, and now he wants blood for blood.
- You agreeing to testify blew your cover. - Has to be it.
I never should have gotten involved in that lawsuit.
- I have to find Jackie. - I can help you.
All right, grab your stuff. Let's go. Thanks, Reenie.
Okay, come on. Easy. What did Parker want?
- Revenge. - Revenge for what?
I made a mistake.
Parker trusted me.
Had me looking after his daughter. Only child.
- She was a handful. - Easy here.
In and out of trouble.
I mean, she was a sweet kid, but...
...she had a few stints in rehab.
It was my job to keep her safe.
But she was hooked on blues.
And one day, I went to pick her up.
And she was dead in the bathtub.
OD'd.
Blame you for that?
Easier to blame me than her, I guess.
Now Jackie's in danger because of me.
We'll find her.
Kurtis isn't who we thought he was.
He was a bodyguard for Lowell Parker, a Dixie Mafia boss.
So this has nothing to do with Praiter and Rockwell?
No, I mean, they're not the ones that came after him.
And we made an accusation in front of the judge that we can't support.
Well, not necessarily.
Parker was tipped somehow,
and Kurtis seems to think that the lawsuit blew his cover.
But his name was never public record,
so even if Praiter and Rockwell didn't commit the actual crime,
someone must have tapped the first domino.
- There's a mole. - Yeah.
But we have to put the whole thing on the back burner for now.
Okay, just until we know that Kurtis's stepdaughter's safe.
Okay. Well, let me do some digging on my end.
- Keep me posted. - Will do.
- Hello. - Reenie Greene?
Who's this?
Lowell Parker.
How'd you get this number?
Oh, does that really matter?
No, it does not.
What matters is I need this to happen without the cops.
You need what to happen exactly?
I was really hoping you weren't gonna waste my time.
But just so you understand...
Help me. Help me. Please, help me. Please, please help me.
Jackie, is that you?
You seem like a smart gal.
You do exactly what I say, and Jackie walks.
- Hey. - Hey, you sure you weren't followed?
Yes, I stuck to the plan.
Now, this is the location of the meet.
Parker said that he wants me to deliver Kurtis personally.
Then Jackie walks.
I don't trust it.
I know, but the best way to minimize risk and protect Jackie
is to follow the ransom demands exactly.
I don't wanna mess around with this.
It's my life for hers.
And I'm okay with that. I'm on borrowed time anyway.
If the last thing I do is save Jackie, then...
then at least I've done something good.
I'm not just sending you in there to get killed.
Hey, I'm not gonna let that happen to anybody.
Okay, Reenie's almost at the meet.
Yeah, I know. I'm watching it too, but come here. Check this out.
Oh, my God, that's... that's him. That's the courier.
Turns out his uniform is fake.
I traced it back to the manufacturer, followed the local sales.
Nice. Any connection to Praiter and Rockwell?
I just got the ID, but at first glance, I don't see anything.
Same with the Dixie Mafia.
No, no. No, he's gotta fit in this somehow.
Can I see his employment history?
Certainly.
You see something?
Maybe. I...
I think I gotta call Maxine.
Okay.
We're almost there.
Why are you doing this for me?
I'm not a good man.
Come on.
You took a risk to help thousands of people in this lawsuit.
You're a better man than you think.
I was Parker's enforcer.
The things I did...
I didn't deserve the second chance I got.
You know,
the first time I ever stepped into a courtroom, I was actually the defendant.
Yeah, I know. I was 14 years old.
Broke into a local department store and stole a beautiful Chanel clutch.
- It was worth thousands of dollars. - Why?
I don't know.
My sister dared me.
It was just me and her at the time. We were on our own.
You know, my dad was deployed out. My mom, she was basically absent.
It was just something that we would never be able to afford.
She said no one would notice. No one would care.
I just wanted to see if she was right.
Anyway, point is, is that they assigned me this public defender.
I'll never forget her.
She said that life goes two ways.
"You're either the painter or you're the paint."
I made my choice.
So did you.
We choose who we are, you know.
My real name is Eugene.
Guys used to call me Gene Gene the Dancing Machine.
Gong Show?
It's before your time.
You liked to dance?
No, the opposite.
Okay.
I may just stick with Kurtis though.
All right.
- You ready? - Here we go.
Car just pulled up. Two occupants.
- ...go, huh? - This is about Jackie.
No matter what happens to me,
all I care about is that she gets out of this.
And watch your back.
- Kurtis. - Let's go.
Hands on the wheel.
Jackie.
You look like hell, Gene.
Let her go.
This is between us.
I'm here.
Do whatever you want with me.
I can't let you off that easy.
We had a deal.
My life for hers.
I didn't have that choice.
I gave you the most important job, and you screwed it up.
My daughter's dead...
because you dropped the ball.
Now you're gonna get to see what I do to somebody you love.
I-I'm begging you, Lowell, please.
No!
No, no, no. No!
You still got a lot of fight in you, huh, old man?
Maybe we need to help nature along a little bit.
But I want you to see something before your number's up.
- Where is he? - Behind!
Behind the car!
Hey!
Come here. You all right?
- Thank you. - Yeah.
- Jackie? Jackie. - Hi. I'm here. I'm okay.
- I'm okay. - Easy, now. Take it easy.
- Is he gonna be okay? - Just needs an ambulance.
Stay with us, Kurtis.
Thanks, Kurtis. We'll see you soon.
- Hey, that was Kurtis. - Hey.
He is relentless. He wants to testify as soon as the hospital discharges him.
Ooh, a man after my own heart.
And here comes the fun part.
I thought we'd pushed to next week.
- What's up? - Oh. Everything.
We can save the high school games for the courtroom.
- Oh, you're not gonna be a part of that. - Mmm. Shame.
Unless you have something important to share,
I'm late to meet my wife.
Actually, uh, Devon, quick question for you.
You were a summer associate at Danvers and Saperstein, correct?
- I was. - Out of their New Orleans office, yes?
Yeah.
And that's the same firm who represents Lowell Parker on RICO charges?
- What's this about? - We're hoping you can tell us.
Nothing?
Because that firm employed the courier
who delivered some pretty interesting photographs of us to our offices.
Take your time, Devon. I keep forgetting you failed the bar, what was it?
- Five times? - Oh, five times.
I just don't know what you're talking about.
Oh, but I bet you do.
If you need it spelled out for you, I can help you out.
It was you who gave up Kurtis. Ring a bell now?
You recognized him, served him up to Parker.
For what? Money, an old favor?
I don't know exactly, but I'm pretty sure this is the end of your career.
- You're speculating. - Oh, I don't speculate.
- What do you want? - Justice
for every single person that Praiter and Rockwell wronged.
Starting with a favorable settlement
in our inboxes no later than tomorrow morning.
Why would I do that?
Because we can drop this whole thing to the bar association right now,
or we can give you a few weeks, you know,
let you get your ducks in a row.
- That would be very nice of us. - Mm-hmm.
Best and only deal.
I'll start drafting it now.
Hmm.
It's just harder than it looks.
Something like that, okay?
Nice and relaxed.
Ah.
It's like you're anticipating the shot a little bit.
I know, I know.
I've took her to the range a couple of times. I squeeze, not pull.
It's okay.
All right, it'll come to you. Takes some time.
Look, I appreciate the free lesson.
I just think that maybe this isn't for me.
- The gun? - Yes, the gun.
Then why the hell did you buy it?
I don't know. I...
thought I could use a little bit more control.
Not sure you're gonna get that from a gun.
You know, I moved 12 times before I even went to high school.
Twelve times.
New city, new school, new base.
It was like everywhere I went, I was a stranger.
Yeah, I kinda know how that is.
It teaches you, though, how to rely on yourself, right?
- Yeah? - Yeah.
And I got that from you the moment I met you. I could tell.
Well, it could have gone a very different way.
How's that?
I was a mess.
I was an absolute nightmare for my mom,
and I was expelled from school multiple times.
It was like the greatest hits of a troubled teen.
And I ticked every single box.
I was on the wrong side of the courtroom.
- You? - Mm-hmm. Yeah.
What made you change?
I don't know. I...
I think I was acting out 'cause I was...
feeling invisible.
Mmm.
I just so badly wanted someone to care enough to try and come save me.
But at some point, I realized that I was gonna have to be that person for myself.
And from then on, I was.
Then after what happened last year...
I don't know. It was like...
I just reverted into some...
scared little girl who had no control over anything,
and I guess I just lost myself.
I think that's the first time I've ever said that out loud.
You got a lot of people who care a lot about you, you know that?
You do. People who would do anything for you.
No matter what.
And you're strong.
That's why you're so good at what you do.
You don't break easy.
Thank you.
- Mm-hmm. - About this target practice here?
All right.
- Ugh. - It'll come to you. Come on.
- Okay. Well, maybe with some help. - Yeah.
Okay, so this-this, uh, wrong side of the courtroom thing, by the way,
are we talking misdemeanor, felony?
- Oh, wow. Look at that. - Who am I hanging out with?
I bail you out of jail a few times, you really learn a thing or two, huh?
Hey, there we go. See?
- Better. Better. - Right. Way... Way better.
Worse.