Painkiller Jane

My name is jane vasco.

I could use you on my team.

I work for a secret government agency that hunts neuros.

People who can do dangerous things with their minds.

On my first assignment...

Something a little weird happened, okay, something really weird.

Until i get some answers i'm getting on with my life, doing my job.

Stocking up on aspirin, because let me tell ya,

pain's a bitch!

How's the wine?

Delicious.

A client of mine owns a vineyard.

I was thinking of going up there.

Feel like a long weekend?

I'd love to, I just...

I don't know if i can get away.

The job, right?

Tom...

We've talked about this.

You mean, we've talked about not talking about it.

I'm sorry, i just...

It's okay, i love the mystery.

Well...

Maybe tonight we can solve some of that mystery.

This merits a refill.

I'll be right back.

Tom...?

Everyone's has things they hide.

Usually they are small,

watching daytime soaps while scarfing down

enough chocolate to send you into a sugar coma.

Letting enough underwear pile up in the corner

until you are actually forced to go out and buy more.

Not that i would have any personal knowledge of this of course.

When i was little, i was like all little girls,

sharing my secrets with my friends.

When i grew up i realized that a real secret

is something you don't share with anyone.

The secret i have now is anything but small.

In fact, it's so huge

i don't even talk to myself about it.

I've already considered the "reasonable" explanations!

And there aren't any.

How long had you known this guy?

Long enough to know that he wasn't suicidal!

Six months, wasn't it?

And in six months, you've never gotten close to anybody?

Look, he was a good man and i'm not an idiot.

And i'm not in the habit of walking around,

looking for neuros behind every closet door!

There are a million other explanations for this.

And it may not look like it, but we have procedures.

Procedure?

One moment this man's asking me to the wine country

and the next thing, he walks off a roof?

I understand how you feel...

No, you don't.

You've been through a tough loss, bowers.

Take a few days.

A friend of mine owns the vineyard.

I was thinking of going up there.

Feel like a long weekend?

I don't know..

I'd love to.

I just don't know if i can get away.

The job, right?

Where'd you get this?

Restaurant security.

I had riley run an enhance.

I'll be right back.

Okay.

Tom?

Bowers thinks there's a neuro behind it.

Thoughts?

Perhaps she didn't know the man as wel as she thought she did.

Everyone's got things going on in their lives people don't know about.

But you see where she's coming from.

She's got to fit a reason to this.

Something that makes sense to her.

Because if she can- then she's not powerless.

When you lose somebody you love, you've got three choices.

You can blame them for not staying safe.

You can blame yourself for not protecting them.

Or you can find out who's really to blame, and make them pay.

Bowers needs an ass to kick?

Yes.

Don't tell her i said this

we're a lot alike that way.

We're not good with "just letting things happen."

i've got three other cases with limited resources.

I can't justify spending time on something

that's so far off profile.

Who are you trying to convince?

You.

Bowers will have to deal with it.

Let it go.

I thought you'd gone home.

Guess not.

Look, mo...

If you came to argue mcbride's case, save your breath.

Maybe i came to ask you about yours.

And maybe there's a tooth fairy.

Interesting place.

What made you pick it?

A friend of mine was here the other day.

I was...

Curious.

I was too.

About why i haven't heard from you.

I'm glad you called.

How's the new job?

You can't talk about it.

Yes, i get that.

Special federal detail, whatever.

I'm not asking for case files, jane.

I just want to know how you're doing.

You like the people?

Or is that a secret, too?

Maybe this wasn't such a good idea.

Maybe you could turn it into one.

Maybe i can.

That merits a refill.

I'll be right back.

Justin!

Let's get out of here.

Your place?

Yeah, why not?

Life's short.

You here to tell me to keep my left up?

You ought to know.

You gonna cut me some slack?

Then i'd have to admit that i can be a bitch.

Can i cop a plea?

I saw justin last night.

Careful.

You might let him get close.

I did.

We had drinks...

At the skybar.

I just wanted to tell you, if what happened to tom...

Happened to someone i was close to,

i'd be asking questions, too.

Tom larsen.

On the surface, looks clean.

Clean enough to start up with maureen.

Did you run the clearance?

The feds did it.

If i ran it, i wouldn't have missed the obvious.

I'm listening.

Guy's file was just too clean.

Most people have forgotten credit lines with no recent activity.

Or info shows up in duplicate

because data clerks used different protocols.

It's normal, you get used to culling the signal from the noise.

And tom larsen?

All signal, no noise.

Pristine.

Everything totally credible - devoid of human error.

And, to me, clean is suspiciously messy.

The reason tom larsen's real identity was scrubbed

is because the man was in witness protection.

Tom larsen spent the first 25 years of his life as gene crowley.

He was an accountant in santa fe.

Was doing pretty good

until he cooked the books for the gage cartel.

And got renamed and relocated by witness protection

when he testified against them.

I didn't authorize this research.

You didn't nix it either.

Crowley wasn't a volunteer witness.

State got him to turn on the gage cartel to save his own ass.

They had him on murder charges.

Found his wife in a shallow grave.

Apparently the guy had anger management issues.

And bowers was dating this creep?

How strong was the case on him?

Strong enough to get him to risk his life by taking the stand.

Another 50 reasons the guy might've stepped off that roof intentionally.

Do you have the printout i asked for?

Yeah.

Thank you.

Thanks.

Yeah.

Miklos rovak, aka michael varga.

Cook county, illinois, file number 41471103-f.

Riley pulled another witness relocation hit out of the system.

Looks like you might've been onto something with larsen.

A liar and a fraud.

Michael varga.

"shoe store owner."

former contract killer from chicago.

Varga drove his car over a cliff at 100 miles an hour.

I pulled gps readings from the local police mainframe.

Have no idea why he didn't stop to take that detour.

Tom never stopped before walking off the roof.

There have been at least two others.

State's witnesses, living under assumed identies,

dying suddenly under what can only be described as "mysterious circumstances".

Check this out.

Kevin moore walked off an airplane at 30,000 feet.