Motive

So, Montgomery just gets away with murder?

That's Internal Investigations.

What do they want?

It has to be about Neville Montgomery.

Internal Investigations answers to the deputy chief.

The deputy chief and Neville are cronies.

You know if you lie to me, you're violating the police act.

I'm well aware of my responsibilities

as a police officer, sergeant.

A month ago, I got diagnosed with Graves' disease.

Why didn't you tell me sooner?

I don't like waiting.

Where is my model?

She won't come to set.

Pardon?

She says she's uncomfortable in her wardrobe.

It's your job to make her comfortable.

A least it used to be your job to make her comfortable.

You're fired.

- Nika, go get her. - Okay.

Tyler? It's Nika.

Are you okay?

Where's Kelli?

Eric just fired her because you wouldn't come out.

It's just...

Eric wants me topless.

And...

There are so many guys here.

You know that Eric can make your career

in a single shot, right?

That's what my agent says.

Well, isn't this what you want?

If it's not, that's cool.

Just get dressed and leave.

But if it is, you need to stop wasting our time.

Okay.

Okay?

Okay.

Great.

And here we go!

I don't hear any music!

Hello, sweetheart.

I am going to make you beautiful.

She looks lovely, ladies. Thank you very much.

Excellent.

Yeah?

Why don't you show me those beautiful shoulders, huh?

Oh my God, sweetheart, you just made my day.

Very good.

It's totally fine

if you borrow that blazer again.

Okay, I have to go, I have to go.

Good morning, boys and girls.

Best pitch today gets a bottle of bourbon.

Sanctioned needle exchanges.

Helping or enabling?

That's what we call a "lean back" issue.

What's the sign behind me say?

"Wicked City." Salacious sells.

Give me something over the top.

Miss Pacific Rim.

She entered the competition as a woman,

just got outed as transgender.

That's what I'm talking about.

Hey, good morning.

Ready to get started?

Yeah, want to go in?

Wow.

That looks like quite a party.

Yeah, uniforms responded to a noise complaint last night.

They shut it down around 2:00.

That's Eric Sharpe and his lawyer.

Eric is a photographer.

He owns the place.

The victim is a Nika Reid.

21.

Girlfriend?

No, assistant.

According to the lawyer, Mr. Sharpe woke up in bed

with the victim next to him

and, uh, stabbed to death.

He has no idea how she got there.

I don't see any blood on him.

Mm-hmm, well,

Mr. Sharpe took a shower before we got here.

Oh, did he?

Mm-hmm. Want to hear my favorite part?

The lawyer gets here before the unis did.

What time did he call the lawyer?

6:48, lawyer.

He calls 9-1-1 15 minutes later...

thank you, sir.

Claims Sharpe was too shaken up to do it himself.

That's enough time to get a jump on it

and clean himself up.

Mm-hmm. We've got Nika's phone,

a couple of calls from a "Stacey"

earlier this morning.

Okay.

Hey, Betts.

Hey.

One stab wound to the back.

No defensive wounds.

She didn't see it coming.

Forensics found the knife beside the bed.

Yes, they found a knife.

I'll confirm if it's the murder weapon.

Any signs of sexual activity?

Yes, definitely,

and there's some recent bruising on the upper arms.

So, like she was held down?

Uh, you'd have to be there to know for sure.

Might have been foreplay,

but I'll call you with my results.

Thank you, Betty.

You're welcome, Oscar.

Bye, honey.

Hey, Nika. It's me.

Just call me and let me know that you're okay.

Love you.

Detective Angie Flynn.

I hear you're pretty shaken up, Mr. Sharpe.

Julian Stancroft. I've advised my client

that I'll respond to all questions

on his behalf.

- You want that? - He does.

Huh. Okay, Julian.

Well, it's my duty to inform you

as Mr. Sharpe's counsel

that his refusal to answer questions

makes him look guilty.

We're not concerned with that.

No, of course you're not.

In my experience, killers, they lawyer up fast,

but your client set a new speed record.

He's entitled to counsel.

Yeah, yeah, he is, all I'm saying is

that Nika Reid was his assistant,

but he did not call 9-1-1 this morning

to get her medical attention

when he woke up and found her covered in blood beside him

in his bed.

Instead, he called his lawyer.

- She was already dead. - Eric.

I got this. Look, the last thing I remember is a cop coming here,

telling me to turn down the music.

Everything after that is a blank.

So, you expect me to believe

that a girl was murdered beside you,

and you slept through it?

I take sleeping pills most nights to knock myself out.

Did you take one last night?

Maybe. I don't remember.

Okay, then do a blood test, provide a DNA sample,

and give me a list of all the people

who were at your party last night.

I'd advise against that.

Whatever you need.

Eric, we've discussed this...

You're fired.

I like your new attitude.

Eric Sharpe, you're under arrest

for the murder of Nika Reid.

What? But I'm cooperating.

Yeah, and I appreciate that.

Keep that for the private collection.

Great.

What?

I'm double booked for gigs on the 14th.

Anything that I could help you with?

You couldn't handle it.

It's a fashion party at the Roxy, for "The Times."

I could totally do that.

I used to shoot parties for "The Tribune."

I told you that in my job interview, remember?

The only thing I remember is how tight your pants were.

So, can I do it?

If you earn it.

There she is.

So?

Amazing.

I told you I'd make you beautiful.

Tequila?

Maybe one.

Be a good girl and lock up on your way out.

You're 21, right?

Back to work!

Unbelievable.

I heard Eric Sharpe was a sleaze,

but I never expected something like this.

I'm not surprised.

The way he treats women.

I've heard some pretty crazy stuff about him.

I was at his party last night.

What?

Yeah, my friend, Nika, the one who invited me,

she was the victim.

Talk about burying the lede.

Are you all right?

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