NCIS: Los Angeles

My name is Melina Devlin,

and you need to tell me everything that you learned

about Simon Williams if you want to survive.

Melina Devlin. CIA.

Her name is not Melina Devlin.

It's Morgan Miller.

I think you're going to tell me

everything you've learned about Simon Williams.

You're standing inside Simon Williams.

The CIA's most successful assassination program.

You think someone's using the program for personal gain?

Why everyone connected

to Simon Williams is being killed.

All the people dying are witnesses?

Class photo of the inaugural Simon Williams group.

Hollace Kilbride.

Who's got a target on his back.

Hey, did one of you shoot Morgan Miller?

Yeah. Why?

She's gone. Again.

Welcome to LAX.

We hope you enjoy your stay in Los Angeles.

Any luck locating Kilbride?

Not yet. His phone and vehicle are both offline.

Fatima and Rountree are heading to his place now.

Okay, where did you have him last?

Here in the building, several hours ago.

But nothing since.

Did anyone see him leave?

No. I've gone through our security footage.

I have no idea how he managed to get out of here

without being seen. But he just vanished.

Without a word and without a trace.

Damn it.

Yo. Yo.

Nobody's watching the place that I can see.

No sign of a vehicle.

What do you want to do?

What do I want to do?

I want to go to a hot yoga class and spend the day at the beach.

But doesn't look like that's happening any time soon.

Hot yoga's not really my thing.

Oh, you are missing out.

On a room full of sweaty, smelly people?

Oh, yeah? What, you more of a Zumba guy?

Not even close.

I know how much you like Kensi's shorts.

I bet you've got a whole drawer

full of Spandex for those cha-cha moves.

Can't take you anywhere.

How could you not know this? You're his assistant.

He's extremely private.

He's also the head of OSP,

which means that he's got responsibilities.

He needs to be reachable 24/7.

What is going on here?

No one in this whole operation knows where your boss is.

We've already established that.

But you don't even know where to start looking.

How is that even possible?

He's not exactly a team player.

Where is everyone?

All nonessential personnel were sent home.

You don't have the authority to do that.

No.

But she does.

The director sent us

and as SAC of the Hawai'i field office,

Agent Tennant has jurisdiction

over the entire Pacific Rim.

Don't worry, boys.

I won't make you clean your rooms.

Well.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

You sure you want to do that?

No.

What choice do we have?

All right.

Better you than me.

Uh, please tell me you have the code.

Yeah, Shyla sent it.

I thought it was a text.

Maybe it was an email.

Oh, no, honestly, Officer,

it's my boss's house.

Do we don't have permission to enter?

No, not, exactly.

See, what happened was, he's actually missing.

We need to go, like, now.

Hey, relax, Nancy Drew.

Oh, that's easy for you to say.

Half the time I don't even think Kilbride likes me.

And he's definitely not gonna like me

if he knows that I broke into his house.

We're just looking around to see

if we can find some clues as to where he is.

Admiral Kilbride?

It's Agent Namazi and Rountree!

Yeah, yeah, uh, she let herself in.

I'm just following her lead.

I got a bad feeling about this.

Yeah, that's because you believe in ghosts.

Have you ever seen a ghost?

Because I have.

Okay, Egon.

Every original member

of the Simon Williams group has been killed off

except Kilbride.

He's the only one who can testify before congress

that this shadow faction has taken over the program.

Which means finding Kilbride and protecting him

is our number one priority.

Well, it would be a hell of a lot easier to do

if you hadn't sent our entire staff home.

Hey, you got us.

And I brought in the help of Special Agent Afloat Lucy Tara.

She's in the admiral's office now.

Hopefully she'll find something.

Oh, she's about to find out just how much

he doesn't like when people

go through his things.

Well, I'm sure he'll get over it

if we manage to keep him alive,

unlike the rest of his Simon Williams buddies.

Because of who we're dealing with, we have to assume

that the secrecy of this location

and its personnel have been compromised.

In fact, I'm sure we're probably

under surveillance as we speak.

Which is why I sent everyone home.

For their own protection.

Call Sabatino, see if he has anything

on the Simon Williams project, as well as

on Morgan Miller. Got it.

Who's Sabatino?

Former CIA contact.

Y'all trust him?

Probably. More than likely.

Okay, well, that's encouraging.

Agent Callen,

you're, uh, former CIA as well?

Mm-hmm. I'm sorry.

Why am I just finding out about this now?

Because it's not relevant.

Maybe we should be the judge of that.

He has nothing to do with the Simon Williams project,

if that's what you're getting at.

And yet they've managed to stay

one step ahead of all our best efforts.

You don't want to go there.

The Simon Williams project was a urban legend

when I worked for them. If you want to waste

your time looking into my past employment history, be my guest.

But, uh, you'll also need to look into Tennant's past.

Turns out I'm not the only one

in the room that worked for the CIA.

They had a great health plan.

Mm-hmm. All right, we need to work together, which means

we need to know if we're missing anything.

Not in my history.

Mine, either.

Look, guys, I just found out about Simon Williams

a few days ago.

So you're taking the lead, right?

I'm guessing you have a plan?

Find Kilbride.

Mm-hmm. Protect him, take out the bad guys.

Pretty simple.

Why didn't we think of that?

Well, that'd be a whole lot easier if someone

in this office knew where he is.

Kilbride probably knew they were coming after him.

He may have ghosted us for our own safety.

Or they already have him.

Hey, you see a laptop anywhere? No.

No laptop.

Only junk mail.

No magazines.

He doesn't even have a TV in here.

Are you sure he lives here?

This place doesn't feel like Kilbride.

Well, it's a rental.

And you know Kilbride hates L.A.

Yeah, but still...

there's nothing personal in sight.

Feels like a model unit.

Oh, maybe he just uses the address

and he really lives somewhere else.

Apparently Hetty has

a lot of houses under various aliases.

Well, if that was the case,

I'm sure Shyla would have told us.

Yeah, well, if only she knew.

Rountree?

You find anything?

The admiral's pretty by the book.