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Logan!
I got your text. Oh, geez.
You've got some real fancy friends, you know that?
Yeah, we're not here to rub elbows. Let's go.
I'm a little underdressed.
- You know my wife, Catherine, of course? - Recognize that guy?
The river clean-up is going to have
a huge impact on the quality of life in the city.
Yeah, yeah. That's Greg Turner, right?
He's running for mayor again.
He lost by a couple hundred votes last time.
He's with his wife, Catherine
and his campaign manager, Steve Garfield.
I haven't really been following the race,
but my girlfriend's a huge fan of Turner's, actually.
Says he's exactly what the city needs,
you know, an honest, hard-working guy
who's gonna make the city a better place.
And that's exactly what she's supposed to believe.
I want you to read him. Find out whatever you can.
You serious? Look, I...
You want me to read the guy who's running for mayor?
Yeah, is there a problem with that?
Kind of have a rule against just randomly reading people.
There's nothing random about this, just take my word for it.
It doesn't work that way.
How does it work?
I grab pieces of whatever a person's thinking at the time.
So, Turner would have to be thinking about
whatever it is you think he did.
No problem. Let's go.
Well, I tell you, someone's gotta get in there
and clean up the corruption in city hall.
Hello, Turner.
Detective Becker.
What brings you here this evening?
Well, I just thought you might be ready to tell me
what happened to Sally.
I'd do anything for you.
I'm sorry, would you give us a moment, honey?
- Of course. You'll excuse us, won't you? - Yeah.
Have you met Judith...?
Detective, if I had any information at all that I thought useful...
You'd bury it as deep as you could, I know.
This time's gonna be different.
This time, there's just nowhere for you to hide.
Detective Becker,
this is a private function at the candidate's home.
Perhaps you should drop by the campaign office tomorrow.
It's Staff Inspector, now.
I'm with the IIB
and we're re-opening the Sally Lipton case.
I thought this was all over.
Why don't we take a step over here,
- there's somebody you have to meet. - Sure.
What'd you get? Did you see anything?
Nothing concrete.
But I think he knows more about the girl than he's letting on.
What happened to her, anyway?
Sally Lipton disappeared three years ago
working on Turner's first campaign.
And you think he had something to do with it?
He killed her.
Now I've got you, to prove it.
Murderer? Turner's the best thing
the city's seen in years.
Well, Becker thinks he's good for it.
I don't buy it.
I've been writing about Turner for three years now.
How he plans to improve public transit,
build affordable housing, target corruption at city hall.
I mean, one more term with Mayor Driscoll and the city's sunk.
Don't shoot the messenger. Look, I got a read that looked
like there was something going on between Sally and Turner.
Then why wasn't Turner arrested when she disappeared?
I don't know. I don't know.
But I know that Becker's re-opening the case
and we're investigating Greg Turner for murder.
That's off the record, by the way.
Sally Lipton was only 23 years old
when she disappeared three years ago
while working as a junior fund-raiser on
Greg Turner's first campaign.
She looks young, even for 23.
Her mother described her as idealistic to a fault.
Very trusting, but also hardworking and dedicated
to whatever cause she threw herself into.
And that cause was Turner?
Sally told her roommate
she was off to see Turner the night she disappeared.
She was never seen again.
You think there was something going on between the two?
She was young and infatuated and he's a politician.
You do the math.
When I saw Sally in Turner's mind. I mean, nothing explicit
but she was definitely infatuated with him.
An affair with a girl that young
would have tarnished his good-guy image,
ruined his political chances for good.
So, Turner thinks she'll talk and...
Then he kills her to keep her quiet...
That's the direction we were headed at metro.
But you guys could never prove it?
Nope. Never found a body.
Never found out where she was meeting Turner, either.
In fact, he had an alibi provided by his wife.
Catherine Turner runs a big eco charity it depends
almost exclusively on private donations from wealthy patrons.
She said that he was home with her all night, I don't buy that.
You really think she'd cover for a cheating husband?
She had a lot at stake, too.
Yeah, I think she lied.
I think Turner's good for this.
I'm having all the stored evidence
from the metro case sent over asap.
Thank you Corporal Sergeant.
I sent over a list of all the people that
we interviewed in the first investigation.
Alright, we'll start with the roommate.
She was the last one to see Sally alive.
And I want reads on absolutely everyone. No exceptions.
Yes, sir.
This one got away from me the first time.
Don't let me down on this.
Alright, he's acting like I'm his personal superpower.
He's still getting used to how your reads work, OK?
- And if he's right about Turner... - Oh, he better be right.
Because if Tia had to choose between me or Turner this morning...
You wouldn't be the first one
to lose out to a guy with a bigger platform.
Let's figure out what happened to her, come on.
She was my best friend and then she was just gone.
That must have been very difficult for you.
It still is.
But, I've already told the police everything I know.
Sargent Becker interviewed me over and over again.
Well, he hopes by reopening the case with us,
having fresh eyes and ears,
we might get a new lead or jog loose a new memory.
I just don't know what else I can tell you.
Start from the beginning. Pretend like we know nothing.
You were the last person to see Sally alive.
She rushed in and out that night.
Said she was going to meet Turner.
I won't be late.
In your initial interviews,
you said that you thought that they were having an affair.
She never said anything.
But I know they were.
Turner was all she ever talked about
and she'd become really secretive in the last few weeks.
You know if she was messaging Turner
or if they were having a relationship online?
I don't know.
I know the police couldn't find any proof of an affair
or a secret meeting and that Turner just denied everything.
But I know it was him.
She went to meet Turner and then she never came back.
So, you're telling me that the IIB thinks that Turner
killed somebody and is covering it up?
Keep your voice down.
Well, I think everyone would have heard about it by now.
That's like, international front page headline news.
Yeah, tell me about it. Not that I can use it.
That's the problem with living with an IIB OP.
You get all this great stuff, you can't write it.
And you cannot say a word.
My lips are sealed, OK? It's the bartender's oath.
This is like attorney-client confidentiality here.
Good. I don't buy it.
I've met Turner, he is a great guy.
I think so, too. I mean, I've never met the guy.
I've seen his face on bus benches.
But the IIB thinks that he killed somebody
and is covering it up?
Toby's boss thinks so.
What, Becker? Nah, nah. That hardly means it's the truth.
- You don't even know him. - Hey, I met Becker
before you were even in the picture, young lady.
And I know the type, OK? He's like a dog with a bone.
He gets an idea in his head and he doesn't let it go.
How do you think he figured out Toby has his, you know,
thing he has. He just kept pounding and pounding
until he cracked it.
And he was right about that. Right?
So, guess that means he could be right about this, too.
No, no, no. He got lucky once.
I'm willing to bet that Turner is still the guy
that he says he is, OK?
The guy he seems to be and the guy that this city needs.
Mayor Driscoll is an embarrassment. Do you know what?
I have friends who run the city hall beat
they say we don't even know the half of it. I mean,
drinking in the office, women coming and going at all hours.
Hitting on everything that moves. It's gross.
It's about time we change things.
It's about time someone did something to change things,
for a change.
What?
You know what I think I'm going to throw my hat into the ring.
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