In the Dark

Previously on "In the Dark"... Tyson. Help!

I can't believe he's the one that did it.

I know. Wesley deserves to rot in jail

and think about what he did.

I love you. I love you.

I bought Guiding Hope.

I have a girl in my bedroom

who's not Vanessa.

Oh, you're a cheater.

And my boyfriend's sleeping in my room.

What is happening?

I wish I didn't love you.

But I do.

You killed Wesley?

Technically, Wesley killed Wesley.

This guy may have shot Tyson Parker, but...

But someone else strangled him.

Tyson's case isn't closed.

Wesley didn't do it alone.

Two people killed him.

Jess told me that Wesley texted Tyson

two days before the murder,

telling him to meet him at Pearl Court.

Been there once or twice; it's a Chinese restaurant.

Murphy?

Can she stay for movie night?

Jaws. Jaws. Oh, God.

Jaws. Jaws.

I'm gonna flip a coin.

Um... hey.

I think we fell asleep.

What time is it?

Uh, it's early. It's, uh, 7:00-ish.

I can, um-- I'll drop you at home

on the way to take Chloe to school. No, no.

It's not a problem. I'm okay. No, it's fine.

I'll just, uh...

I'll probably, um...

Request Uber.

Your driver will arrive in 33 minutes.

Uh... breakfast?

So, um...

what do you have going on today?

Um, just work.

Um... and then I'm gonna go to the place

where Wesley met Tyson two days before he shot him.

Wesley met Tyson two days be-- How do you know that?

Uh, I mean, doesn't really matter.

Um...

Hey, pumpkin. Hey.

When did Murphy leave?

I'm still here, kid.

Oh.

Oh!

Nice. Stop.

No, no.

No.

Here, sweetie.

What's all this?

Uh, just a little breakfast to help you study.

Thanks. Uh-huh.

Mmm.

Hey, guess-guess what tomorrow is.

Our seven-month anniversary.

Don't make plans. That is not a thing.

Well... But I love you

for thinking it is.

Oh, sorry.

Let me guess.

"Am I holding barbecue chips or sour cream and onion?"

You know what?

Whatever it is, Murphy can figure it out on her own.

I have no idea who this person is in front of me,

but I like it.

Bitch.

Text Jess.

Texting Jess.

Call me back. It's an emergency.

I need to know whether or not I have the right deodorant.

Send.

Oh, my God.

Forward, Pretzel.

Since when do you ignore me?

I'm trying to be a good girlfriend to Vanessa,

which means I cannot be at your every beck and call.

Okay, now your cheating is affecting my life.

Okay, I had an emergency and you weren't there.

It was not an emer-- Okay.

Jess, I... slept at Dean's last night.

Wait, you-you had sex with Dean?

No. Shh. I-- no.

I just fell asleep, like, on him.

I feel really weird.

Do you like him?

No, of course not.

He's a total dork, and I...

I love Max.

Well, I guess we are

just two peas in a cheating pod.

No, no, no. Hey, no.

Don't try to pull me down with you.

Okay, I just fell asleep. You made sweet, sweet love

to someone else… Jess.

Just curious, uh, what's the dress code

for your seven-month anniversary soiree tomorrow evening?

Seven-month anniversary?

Oh, my God.

Wouldn't it just be easier to...

you know, "go downtown" or whatever?

I did go downtown.

Seven times in two days, and I still feel guilty.

Okay, so, it's like a suit situation or...?

Felix, it's at the Linsmore.

Ah, copy that.

So, is that like a suit situation?

I need coffee.

Slept, like, three hours last night.

Think I got used to you sleeping next to me.

Yeah. I know I didn't, like, sleep great, either.

Well, should've came over.

Gave you a key; you know you can use it.

I should have. That was stupid.

Table for two?

Uh, actually, we, uh, we're gonna ask you--

Is this still the right picture? Yeah.

We're gonna ask you if you remember seeing this kid here.

About s-six months ago or so?

Uh, no.

Table for two?

He was with another guy.

Maybe we can look at the security cam footage?

I'm, like, definitely not allowed to do that.

Come on, dude.

Yeah, okay. Um... all right, look.

I got...

oh, like, an eighth and, uh--

that's one, two, three--

five gummies.

That's the day you're asking about.

Okay, so I just use this to fast forward and rewind?

Yep. Yeah?

I'll be up front. Great.

Okay, so, um, according to the text,

Wesley said he would meet Tyson at 4:30.

Okay, just hang on.

4:30.

4:31. 4:32.

4:30... there he is.

You see Wesley?

He just walked in.

He's with someone.

Wait.

Oh, my God. What?

It's Darnell.

So can you go over it one more time?

Darnell got up in Tyson's face.

He yelled at him, then he left.

Wesley kept at it for a while. It was brutal.

So, was it Darnell?

Could it have been Darnell?

I don't, I don't know.

Max.

The guy is my friend. Okay?

And he loved that kid.

Well, maybe Darnell was in on it the whole time,

and was just pretending to help me.

No. If Darnell killed his own cousin,

it would have to be over something much bigger

than some low-level dealer in a pizza parlor. Okay?

Like what?

I don't know. Uh, I...

I really don't know.

I need to talk to one of his friends.

Can't believe I'm talking to you guys about this.

Well, Max works for Darnell, too.

We're not gonna tell anyone.

We won't. I swear.

Come on.

All right.

It's just, Tyson was my boy.

And if it really is Darnell,

I don't want him getting away with it.

It's not like I can do anything about it in my position.

Well, could it have been Darnell?

Okay, look, a few months ago,

our boss, like, Darnell's boss, Nia, got arrested.

D said somebody flipped.

So he talked to all of us, but Ty was being cagey.

Do you think Tyson flipped?

I don't know. Wesley thought he did.

Look, I got to go.

We cool?

Yeah.

Yeah, thanks.

All right.

Okay, who the hell is Nia?

Our boss. Uh, never met her.

So maybe Tyson wasn't killed

over the whole Wesley-Crawford mess,

and Darnell just wanted us to think that.