Sight Unseen

The person who paid to have me killed is still out there...

and you're the one who brought the wolf to my door.

But there's something more here.

There is something more...

and I know it and you know it.

Here's the difference between the two of us...

I'm not afraid of that!

I don't wanna mess this up.

I'll always be here.

So, this whole time,

the intruder you were looking for was you?

I'm still stuck in this apartment.

Sunny, we're all a little stuck.

Two victims at Chastanet College...

Gavin and Tracy Jones.

Suspicious possible homicide.

Chastanet College locked down, protest in progress.

I just walked right out.

So? What do you think?

I-I think it's exactly what we talked about... you know,

you took a step, you got out of the apartment.

I think it's great!

You don't think it's great?

Kye, I was sleepwalking.

I woke up on the floor and the door was unlocked.

I don't know where I went, I don't know what I did. I...

Can we just look at your security cameras?

Yeah. Sure. Yeah, sure.

Okay, where are we here?

That's not you...

That's not you.

That's me.

No, no, no.

No, no, no. Where am I going?

- Oh, thank God. - See?

Just a little quick in-and-out of the elevator.

That's weird, but, uh... no harm, no foul.

I am never sleeping again.

Uh, I'm not sure that should be your takeaway.

Can I just...

log out here?

Kye, wait! Thank you.

Why don't you get back to work? Don't worry about it.

I gotta go.

Ahem.

- Hey, Tess. - Hey.

I need your eyes at a homicide.

You're gonna want to clock 30 degrees right.

Looks like a bake-off between

some incredibly well-dressed women

and something called "Sister Shift",

with a sprinkling of racist jerks...

it's a weird combo.

Chastanet College invited Gavin Jones to be a guest lecturer.

He's mostly famous for telling women to stay in the kitchen.

Uh, angry person to your right.

His wife is "TradMamaFarms,"

and she posts homemade meals

and reels of their kids helping out on the farm.

I know the "trad life" trend is controversial,

but why are people so worked up about it?

No, it's not the trad-lifers,

it's the haters that come with them...

the white supremacists, anti-queer...

anti-everybody.

They hide behind the movement.

Who would've thought that raising chickens and milking cows

would be so controversial?

- Well, vegans. - Don't be fooled!

It's not family values... it's eroding equality!

One of the feminist protesters...

she handed you a pin.

- Wait-wait-wait, Tess. - Sunny, which way?

To your left. No. No!

First rule of Blind Club is "no crowds".

I can't hear you!

Left! Keep left.

What?

Tess!

I can't hear you! What?

Tess! To your left!

Tess!

Tess! Let's get outta here.

Looks like the university called the police.

It's crazy over there.

- Are you okay? - Yeah, are you okay?

Yeah.

- He's pepper-spraying him! - Hey!

Let him go!

What?

That cop just took him down and pepper-sprayed him for no reason...

- Sunny, did you see that? - Yeah, I sure did!

Send me the footage. I'm reporting him.

Okay, listen, wait a second.

Wait a second. Let's all just take a breath.

Okay? You're really worked up right now.

- Aren't you? - I didn't see it.

I'm just trying to catch up here.

So you saw an officer use unnecessary force?

Yeah! I saw it, too.

Okay, then leave it with me. I'm gonna take it to Bennett,

and it'll have way more impact

than going through public channels, Matt.

Thank you for getting me out of there.

I got this.

Okay.

Fallen champagne glasses,

half-finished cake slices...

and a body under a sheet.

- Coffee? - Hey, thanks.

Don't worry. It's horrible.

Mm-hmm. Yep.

Okay. So, this was a homecoming luncheon for Jones and his team

at Kith and Kin. Unfortunately,

protesters interrupted the dessert course.

According to the guests,

once protestors are removed,

dinner resumes,

and then Gavin makes a toast,

after which he and his wife, Tracy,

collapse to the floor in convulsions.

They weren't able to revive Gavin,

Tracy was much luckier.

She's in an Emergency room,

in a serious-but-stable condition.

Rae says that, given the parallel symptoms,

it's likely this was some kind of rapid-onset poisoning or something.

Which means the killer could be one of the staff

- or maybe one of guests. - Yeah, maybe. I mean,

they sent the food and drinks away to the lab for analysis.

Rae's gonna ping us once the autopsy is in.

Meanwhile, we are just gonna hold off

on announcing the murder of Jones.

Word of this is gonna get out. We have got to move fast.

So if the protesters stormed the dining room,

where would they enter from?

Uh, emergency exit in the kitchen. This way.

Follow Jake at your 12.

Hey.

Feel for the counter, to your right.

Emergency exit?

You got it... straight ahead.

Oh! Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh.

I think you shattered my earpiece.

Latch plate feels sticky. Like...

tape residue.

- Nobody reported hearing an alarm? - No.

What, you think someone disabled it to let the protesters in?

And then took the tape back off after the protesters were removed.

I think somebody let this breach happen,

then hid it after the fact.

Let's see if the wife's awake yet.

Hi there. Uh, we're here to speak with Tracy Jones.

Hi. Uh, Phil Larson.

- Gavin's Chief of Staff. - Hi, Phil.

I'm sorry, I, uh... ahem. I can't believe he's gone.

Gavin and I worked together for about six years.

Um, we were just about to announce his move into politics.

I'm Tess Avery, police consultant.

Wow! He just full-on did not shake your hand.

It's not every professor who has a Chief of Staff.

Yeah. Well...

Gavin isn't just a professor, he's the leader of a movement... was.

Uh... anyway, I'll let you see Tracy.

- Thank you. - Um, just, uh... be easy on her.

Of course, yeah. Thank you.

Oh, uh, ladies first.

Jake's grinning at his own joke.

Mrs. Jones?

I'm Detective Campbell.

This is Tess Avery.

This can't be happening.

We're so sorry for your loss.

We are here to find out who is responsible, Mrs. Jones.

Can you think of

anyone who might have wanted to have hurt you?

You saw them out there.

All that hatred...

Uh, why don't we just go through,

uh, what you remember from the luncheon?

Let's start with, uh, what you ate.

Um... we had the chicken,

champagne, dessert,

and then we started to...

to...

Oh, I'm so sorry.

Hey. It's okay. It's okay. There's no hurry.

Tracy, when the protesters interrupted the luncheon,

do you remember hearing an alarm go off?

No. Just a lot of obscenities and yelling.

Okay. Thank you.

- We'll let you rest now. - My husband...

he was my entire world, and now he's gone.

Please, find who did this.

You certainly behaved yourself.

- "Behaved myself"? - Yeah, all that "women's place" talk and...

you know, the old Tess would've strapped Tracy into a chair

and played her Liz Phair records until she repented.

Yeah, well, I guess having

a constantly dissenting opinion in your ear builds tolerance.