- Previously on Elementary: - A murder in Paris.
French businesswoman. Sabine Raoult was gunned down.
- Crime was never solved. - Two bullets missing
from the crime scene ended up in my father.
Nobody at Interpol knows what I've done.
Truly above and beyond this time, Agent Muller.
This business with your son, do you expect me to believe
- you're here to help him? - You know you had a predecessor?
His name was Jasper De Clerq.
My God, Morland, his children found him.
I think Sabine was collateral damage. Morland was the target.
Someone tried to kill your father,
and he's worried they're gonna try again.
I could have sworn I had that statue removed.
Oh, dear,
I've done something new to anger you.
It's what you didn't do. You didn't mention
you were the target of a failed assassination attempt
which left a woman named Sabine dead
and you more empty on the inside than you already were.
- How did you find out? - Watson grew suspicious
after observing your eating habits.
I don't speak of it because I find the matter painful.
- Sabine and I were very close. - You also failed to mention
whoever was behind the attempt is still at large
and that you believe another attempt is likely.
Why else would you be banking your own blood?
By insinuating yourself into our lives
without disclosing any of this,
without sharing whatever intelligence you have
so that we might implement our own precautions,
you've placed us in danger.
Well, it's nice to see that my well-being
is as central to your concerns as ever.
Joan's deductions are only partly correct.
It's true someone tried to kill me.
That should come as no surprise.
One makes one's share of enemies in my line of work.
Where she and the truth part ways
is in the assumption that I am presently in danger.
Banking my blood is a precaution.
Complications from this type of injury
can flare up years down the road.
I could be rushed back into surgery at any time.
As for your safety and Joan's,
the would-be assassin has been dealt with.
It's over.
You're lying, so I'll just have to investigate the matter.
Hey, eyes outside! What if they come home early?
Hey, they ain't coming home early, and you know they aren't.
I know that you're supposed to be the lookout, so look out.
All right. Heh, heh.
What was that? You see something?
I saw everything.
Hey, where were you? You left your cell phone...
- What happened? - Just another failed attempt
to gather information on my father's shooting.
- Well, let me help you with this. - Hmm.
What happened to asking your contacts at Scotland Yard?
Scotland Yard have been kept in the dark like the French police.
Father has kept a tight lid on the investigation.
You decided to beat the answers out of someone?
I touched base with a contact inside a group father employs.
I had to leave my phone at home.
Because she's sensitive about the presence of microphones.
A woman did this to you?
A highly trained woman.
Well, it doesn't look like she wanted to touch base with you.
Quite the contrary.
Some of this isn't blood.
It's lipstick. And you smell like perfume.
Were you in a fight or were you having sex?
The two aren't mutually exclusive.
Anyway, I'm confident her employers are also in the dark.
Well, while you were sparring, you missed a call.
- I'll check my voice-mail. - No need.
It was one of the counselors at Hemdale. Gene Winnick.
When he couldn't reach you, he called me.
I remember him. He's a nice bloke.
He wanted us to contact a friend of his, a woman
who runs a halfway house in Lower East Side.
She thinks she has information about a murder.
Are your residents mostly men in recovery?
We also have a lot of parolees who've been released
to transitional housing, some homeless too.
You said you knew something about a murder.
His name was Dennis Hicks.
He was shot in his apartment in Queens two weeks ago.
The police think he was killed by robbers.
But you think otherwise?
Let's go to my office.
Fairbridge University. You've heard of it?
They have ads all over the city. They've been in the news a lot.
The government is cracking down on for-profit colleges
and Fairbridge's name comes up a lot.
They're being investigated by the Department of Education.
Long list of accusations.
Including illegal recruiting tactics.
Since federal loans make up most of their income,
if it doesn't go their way, they get shut down.
Dennis was a recruiter for Fairbridge.
He was about to testify as a whistleblower.
- That's why they killed him. - Or so you believe.
So, what's your connection to all of this
beyond Dennis Hicks being someone you knew?
Fairbridge University owns us.
So why would a college wanna own a halfway house?
We're a source of warm bodies and Social Security numbers.
And that's pretty much all they care about.
Five years ago, we were hurting for cash.
When Fairbridge offered to buy us,
even I thought it was a good idea.
Turns out, we let the devil in the door. Ever since,
school's been aggressively recruiting our residents.
And I'm not allowed to do anything about it.
Um, forgive me. My partner and I tend to think
of higher education as being a good thing.
What is so bad about people turning their lives around,
- going to college? - If they're getting education
and if there was real financial support,
I'd be all for it. But with this,
they're flat-out lied to.
Recruiters promise degrees that the school doesn't even offer.
And help with job placement that they never give.
They'll say anything to get people to sign on the dotted line.
In this case, dotted lines are on student loan applications.
The school gets its money,
and when my guys get out or drop out,
they're just as unemployable as ever.
Only now they're buried in debt. Whatever money they do make
is seized by collectors. We know how helpful that is
when you're trying to get your life back on track.
I have assembled a list of cases I'm presenting to the DOE
vulnerable people, who I promised to help,
who have been criminally deceived by Fairbridge.
Now, I've talked to the police, but they just think I'm crazy.
A good man's been murdered.
So, what do you say?
Will you look into it?
It says here Dennis Hicks lived in Astoria.
That's the 1 -16.
We could reach out to whoever caught the case,
- see where it stands. - Assuming there's a case.
Crime scene's two weeks old.
Body's probably in the ground already.
Ooh.
You remember Lukas Muller, the lnterpol agent?
Sure, he got us information on that Swiss bank account.
My father pays him for such help.
If he was in his pocket two years ago, stands to reason
he investigated the shooting which cost Sabine Raoult's life.
You're assuming there was an investigation.
Your father may know exactly who came after him.
Then discreetly handled the matter himself?
No, he was lying when he said the matter was resolved.
I reached out to Muller several times. No response.
But my contact has just told me he's in town for a conference.
While I'm looking into this,
are you gonna fight Muller or sleep with him?
If you get any push-back at the 1-16,
remind their lieutenant he owes me.
I helped get his two-timing son-in-law deported.
Body was found on the floor over there.
Three rounds from a 9 millimeter.
Looks like the intruders took the stereo, X-Box,
some things off the counter.
Apartment's paid up, the landlord gave the family
time to clean it out.
I gotta ask. Why does Major Crimes
need a consultant to go over all this?
I'm not checking your work.
A friend of the victim asked us to take a look. Lily Cooper.
The one who thinks Mr. Hicks' employers had him killed.
The five other homes that were broken into that night,
they do all that as cover?
The break-ins happened between here and 30th Avenue.
- All within a couple of hours. - And there were no witnesses?
The crew got in and out without running into any residents.
- Hicks was unlucky. - I think you're right.
Not about Hicks being unlucky.
But about the killer not staging the five other break-ins.
I don't think what happened here was connected to those.
Look at the last names of all the other families.
- They're all Russian. - There's a lot of Russians
- in this neighborhood. - Yes.
But if you exclude Hicks, the crew hit only Russians.
There's a Russian-Orthodox church just a few blocks away.
The night of the break-ins was also the Eve of the Epiphany.
If the thieves had an association with the church,
they would've known which families were attending services.
That would explain how they only broke into empty homes.
That's one of the homes that was hit, right?
Yeah.
That and this one can look right into each other.
According to this, they didn't take very much from that one.
- Maybe they left in a hurry. - Because they heard gunshots
coming from over here and figured
the police were on their way.
Nobody from that building saw the shooter coming or going.
But maybe the thieves did.
- You remember me. - I have nothing to say to you.
- Please leave me alone. - I anticipated you having
reservations about me approaching you in public.
That might expose your arrangement with my father.
That's why I chose so private a setting.
Don't worry about the cameras. I disabled them a while ago.
There was an attempt on his life just under two years go.
I'm trying to ascertain to what degree it was investigated.
I imagine you are trying to figure out how much he knows.
I've given up asking what he knows. I'm asking what you know.
Ask someone else.
I have friends that my father may be placing in danger.
- What is your game? - My game?
On second thought, I don't want to know.
I have a family. I have a wife.
You and your father can both go to hell.
Every family whose home was hit
had RSVP'd to a dinner that night at the church.
So we looked at who had access to those RSVPs.
It turns out the leader of your little gang, Roland?
He works for the caterer.
He also had a record, so we started with him.
He gave the rest of you up.
- He's not the leader. - No?
That's funny. He definitely described you as a minor player.
No, seriously, you should be thanking him.
The only reason you're sitting here talking to us...
The reason the D.A. is offering you a deal and not him
is that he said you were keeping watch out the window.
We're a lot more interested in the homicide you saw
across the street than we are in you.
So Roland would do more time than me?
Guaranteed.
I was looking out the window, there was a scary looking guy.
Shaved head, Hispanic, tattoos.
Had his gun out like this:
And the other guy's begging for his life.
And he just plugs him full of bullets.
Pop! Pop! Pop!
First, let's get your hand out of my face and let's back up.
That lead paid off. He's giving Marcus a statement right now.
After this, we'll have him sit with the sketch artist.
- Where are you? - Lily Cooper's office.
So, once we have the sketch, I'll forward it to you.
Maybe Lily can identify the guy.
That sketch might be more important than ever.
Lily won't be identifying anyone.
I'm here because one of the detectives
found my card on her desk. She's been strangled.
Lily Cooper had a strongbox bolted inside her desk.
It's where staff kept contraband they confiscated from residents.
Staffer who discovered the body found it like that.
Whoever killed Lily wanted it to look like
it was over the contents of the box.
And you don't buy it.
When Sherlock and I went to see her, she showed us a file
that she was about to present to the DOE.
When Sherlock went back, the file was gone.
She thought that Dennis Hicks was murdered because
he was cooperating in a case against Fairbridge University.
She may have been killed for the same reason.
And Holmes? Where's he?
He's dealing with a family thing.
- You don't wanna know. - So, what now?
You have something more specific in mind than arrest a college.
We have a finders message out with a sketch of the shooter.
Detectives are re-canvassing both scenes.
We'll see if anyone recognizes the face.
Though we're pretty sure he's just the hired gun.
Fairbridge's hired gun.
This is the CEO of Fairbridge University, Wilson Trager.
He is the university. It's privately owned by him.
No one stands to lose more if the DOE rules against them.
Then I guess I know your next stop.
Detective Bell, Ms. Watson.
- Wilson Trager. - Yeah. Thanks for seeing us.
I assume you're here because of the murder weeks ago.
The poor guy who works in a call center?
His name was Dennis Hicks. He was V.P. of Recruiting.
- Right. Sure. - Actually,
two of your employees have been murdered.
A woman named Lily Cooper was killed.
She was the Director of East River Hope House, which you own.
Oh, my God. That's terrible.
We think there's a connection. We're hoping we could ask you.
Mr. Trager was leaving for an important meeting.
- It can't be rescheduled. - I'm so sorry.
But I've asked Josh and Bill to help you in any way they can.
Two people now. I wanna know everything.
And, you know, remind me to send something to the families.
Thank you for everything that you're doing.
- Yes, Mr. Trager... - We can answer your questions.
Please. Right this way.
Can we hang on to this?
We'll show it to Mr. Trager, let you know if it sparks anything.
We were hoping to put our questions to Mr. Trager.
And why would that be necessary?
We're solving two murders, both victims were assisting
a DOE investigation that could cost millions.
- We... - So,
you came here to accuse Trager of hiring an assassin.
Accuse is a strong word at this stage.
But you're hardly here for a friendly chat.
You wonder why you're talking to us instead of him.
Does he have something to hide?
We'll ask Mr. Trager if he knows anything about the victims.
Though based on what we all saw in the lobby,
I'd say he barely knew they existed.
As for the DOE investigation, we've got it handled, I promise.
But you heard Mr. Trager tell us to help you in any way we can.
We'll give you full access to his secretarial staff,
his date book, his computer.
You find any evidence that he or anyone hired an assassin,
more power to you.
Lukas Muller is in New York. I paid him a visit yesterday.
- Why would you...? - I was surprised,
and confused by the way that he treated me.
During our prior interaction I'd noticed
a nervousness but that could be written off to circumstance.
He was sharing secrets which could have cost him his job.
I'm the son of the man who lines his pockets.
So, yesterday, I expected him to treat me as a friend.
Instead, he treated me like an enemy.
More precisely, a threat.
- I know, Father. - Know what?
Why you never mentioned your brush with death.
Why you never asked me,
the finest detective you know, for assistance.
You believed that I'm the man who tried to kill you.
It has made me wonder why you really came to New York.
Were you just following up on your suspicions?
Or did you intend to do me harm?
I did, at one time, suspect you.
But I've long since moved off the notion.
I'm satisfied that you weren't involved.
Though Muller, apparently, is not.
You and I have had our differences, to put it mildly.
But I've always thought that at the very least
you knew the content of my character.
If you don't know without question
that I'm not a killer,
then there really is no foundation for us to build on.
This experiment of ours has reached its end.
If for no other reason than to preserve my safety and Watson's.
I do hope you'll agree.
Oh, and if you have any lingering doubts,
here's how you can be certain
I'm not the one who tried to kill you.
You're alive.
Hey, I didn't know you were back, I was down in my office.
That's the honey we got for your father when he comes.
So it is.
I guess that means the conversation went poorly.
I was right. Two years ago, he thought I was behind his murder.
- And now? - Now, according to him,
I'm a former suspect, I'm not at the center
of an elaborate revenge plot.
- You believe him? - I do.
But I also think I was right two weeks ago,
the matter is not resolved, the culprit is still at large.
Good news, we need no longer fear about being in father's proximity
because we will no longer be in his proximity.
- I'm sorry. - Don't be sorry.
He and I have gone years without talking in the past,
an arrangement that works. We'll be returning to it soon.
How was your meeting with Wilson Trager?
It's hard to say, it was more of a non-meeting than a meeting.
He blew past us and stuck us with a couple of lawyers.
Then they gave us full access. Bank and travel records, e-mails.
Suggests a confidence we will find nothing.
Well, I've been going through all of it.
No mysterious wire transfers or secret liaisons with hit men.
But that's assuming that Trager paid for everything himself.
If he used the college's money,
it could take years to find the trail.
You're on speaker.
That sketch we've been showing around?
The staff at Lily Cooper's halfway house lD'd the guy.
Victor Nieves. He's an ex-con, he lived there a few years ago.
His parole officer had a current address on file.
We know he's armed and dangerous, ESU is rolling now.
Marcus is with them. I'll let you know if we find anything.
I already told you,
I don't know where Victor is.
All right. Well, when was the last time you saw him?
I don't know, two days ago, maybe three.
Ms. Nieves, it was raining earlier today,
and those boots are still wet.
Someone other than your husband leave them here?
Please.
He's a good man,
- don't hurt him. - Hey, believe me.
We'd rather keep things peaceful but I'm not gonna lie to you.
Your husband's in trouble and we have to find him.
The best thing you can do is help us bring him in.
Do you have any idea where he would've gone?
- Hey, what's your name? - Mayra.
Mayra.
Castle Kingdom? I know that place.
My brother and I used to go there. You go with your folks?
- What happened there? - I fell.
- You fell at the park? - Uh-huh.
That's no fun. Here, let me fix that for you.
That look more than a day old to you?
Mayra, when were you at the park?
- Gregson. - Yeah, it's me.
Nieves's little girl alibied them for the second murder.
Looks like the whole family was at an amusement park
in South Jersey yesterday. The wife won't say either way
but I found a timestamped receipt in the trash.
I'm reaching out to the park to see if they can pull surveillance.
The story checks out. There's no way Nieves killed Lily Cooper.
- That's pretty damn interesting. - How so?
I was about to call you.
Victor Nieves just showed up here,
turned himself in.
He just confessed to both murders.
All right.
This took some finding on the part of Lily Cooper's staff
but when I explained what it was for, they obliged.
That's supposed to make me crack?
I already said I killed her.
It's you people who don't believe it.
Oh, no, we know you didn't kill her.
We've already established that at the time of her murder,
you were in an oversized teacup with your little girl.
This photograph's not for you, it's for me.
I've never been a fan of cutting deals,
plea bargains, reduced sentences.
I think they're a necessary evil,
a dilution of justice.
I'm especially displeased when they help murderers,
and I do believe that you're a murderer.
The ballistics on the weapon matched the slugs,
pulled from Dennis Hicks. So,
I don't wanna help you.
Mm-mm.
But she believed
that you were deserving of other people's help.
She was an exemplary human being.
So, as I sit here, I've got to try and persuade you
to give up Wilson Trager in exchange for a deal,
it's just, you know,
helps me to remember her.
Wilson who?
In your parole record, it seems like you were trying to walk
the straight and narrow after your release from prison.
You completed your diploma, you held a steady job.
Enrolled in Fairbridge to study computers,
took out a student loan for that. Yeah.
- How much did you owe? - Seventy-five grand.
How much did Trager offer you to murder Dennis Hicks?
Hicks was my recruiter, remember?
He talked me into going to Fairbridge.
Fed me a bunch of lies. I killed him on my own.
You also confess to Lily Cooper's strangulation
on your own?
Trager paid you to kill Dennis Hicks.
And then, he paid you again to take the fall
for Lily Cooper's strangulation.
Now, assuming that he contracted that out as well,
you're not only protecting him,
but you're protecting the person who actually killed her.
Why?
Because I'm sure that guy didn't have no choice either.
Why on earth would you think that?
Until last night, we were assuming
Wilson Trager only hired one killer.
But when Victor Nieves' confession to the murder
of Lily Cooper was punctured, we realized there had to be two.
Do you think he's part of a team?
More like a collection of individuals with similar problems.
He seemed convinced he understood
the second killer's circumstances.
Why? Because he believes their circumstances to be the same.
We've been through Trager's life with a fine-toothed comb.
Now, this guy doesn't have conventional criminal ties,
yet he managed to hire two different killers in two weeks.
It's possible Nieves knows the identity of Cooper's murderer.
I think it's likely that he intuitively understood
where Trager found his second killer.
He's getting them from his own student rolls.
His perch atop a for-profit college
gives him access to a unique list.
Individuals who sought to improve their lot in life,
many with criminal records who now, thanks to him,
are buckling under student loans they cannot repay.
This makes them ripe from manipulation.
Maybe these two murders weren't the only times
he solved his problems this way.
We looked for other suspicious incidents in his past.
About a year ago, the college's main campus
was being fined for safety violations.
It got dropped because of a fire in the inspector's office.
All inspection records were lost and the city had to start again.
A year before that, Trager wanted to buy a co-op
on Central Park South. For whatever reason,
the board was about to reject him until a swing vote
was injured in a hit-and-run.
She resigned because she could no longer fulfill her duties.
The vote went Trager's way.
Now, if this guy isn't behind it all,
he is the luckiest bystander in history.
All right. Say, you're right, say guy is a gangster,
so how do we prove it? Victor Nieves isn't gonna help.
We know what we're looking for, we can try
and identify other people that Trager coerced.
Check school's past students for people who fit the bill,
ex-cons who defaulted on their loans.
Nieves' priors were burglary, so we're thinking Trager
may have chosen people based on their skills.
An arsonist for the office fire, wheel man for the hit-and-run.
Nieves won't flip, maybe someone else will.
Fairbridge University has got to have, what, 20,000 students?
That's got to be hundreds of ex-cons a year.
You think we're looking for a needle in the haystack?
We are. Well, at least, Watson and Marcus are.
- What are you gonna do? - I always find the best way
to come at a haystack is with a pitchfork.
See you on the T at 7 a.m. Ha, ha.
I imagined you'd be the sort to have a private entrance
- and I'm not disappointed. - Who are you?
I mean you no physical harm.
My name is Sherlock Holmes, I'm a consulting detective.
You brushed off my partner and her colleague yesterday.
Their feelings get hurt, so they sent you?
No one sent me. I've missed the opportunity to look you
in the eye myself and thought it was time to rectify that.
Got it. Drink?
So, lay it on me.
I could have yelled for security when I saw you, but I didn't.
Humor me. What do you see?
I see very much what I expected to see.
A psychopath with no connections except the facades he maintains.
A vampire of sorts that feeds on hopes and dreams.
Do one I haven't been called. Heh.
Very well. You're a double destroyer of lives.
Once when you rope people into debt and again when you use it
to leverage them into doing your bidding.
Well, I haven't heard that one. Look, I'm doing what guys
like me have been doing since the beginning.
Promising people on that side that what I'm selling
will help them get to this side of the wall.
Why do you care so much, what's it to you?
Oh, two people are dead, that's what it is to me.
- I heard somebody confessed. - His name is Victor Nieves,
and you'll be hearing his name at your trial.
You hired him to commit murder, then take the blame for another.
Okay. You think I wanted Dennis Hicks murdered
because he was a whistle-blower, okay.
But Lily Cooper, why on earth would I wanna hurt her?
She was gathering evidence to present to the Department of Education,
a list of individuals the university had deceived.
Ah.
Okay. Those guys you just saw me say goodbye to?
Lead council for the DOE.
We just shook hands on a deal that's been in the works
for a week, pay a fine,
support some guidelines they wanna enforce
and that'll be that.
It amounts to nothing. So, whatever sob story
that woman would present, I didn't care.
I've known this investigation's going away for days.
I'm sure you'll be able to confirm that.
Obviously, you know the way out.
Oh, you're back.
Fairbridge University decided to stop cooperating
so Marcus and I have been getting help from the DOE.
Comparing registration and loan records against their databases.
It's gonna take some time. Oh, how did it go with the haystack?
Trager left me questioning his motive.
But I'm as convinced as ever that he did have her killed.
Other than that, one of his diplomas is fake
and he's a hunter, so his lack of empathy extends beyond bipeds.
- Expecting someone? - No.
Perhaps I goaded Trager in sending another assassin.
- Seriously? - Look on the bright side,
if one of us survives, we identified another needle.
It was true what you said before,
I should never have suspected my own son.
I do know you.
But in my defense, it was not without reason.
I'd like to think we had grown closer these last months
to understanding one another a little better.
You remember where we were two years ago,
not to mention the decades before that.
My investigators located a Paris cabbie
who identified you to a tee.
He said he'd had you as a fare
in the vicinity on the night of the attack.
You were living in London at the time, so it seemed plausible.
Yeah.
Uh...
Do you think I'd have been as careless as to allow a witness to identify me?
I asked myself that question and I concluded
that he'd been bribed to throw us off.
Since recanted his tale, has he?
He's proved impossible to find again.
Now, whether this means that he's dead
or simply vanished, I can't say.
But I urged my people to move off you
as a suspect nonetheless.
Lukas Muller just failed to get that memo, did he?
Lukas never believed that I'd stopped suspecting you.
He was convinced it was just my way
of sending the eyes of the law elsewhere
while I dealt with you.
Recently, he threatened to tell you as much.
All right. So, then, you threatened him back,
that's why he was so afraid of me?
It happened that my previous lnterpol contact was murdered,
an agent called Jasper De Clerq.
I told Lukas I was behind it.
- But you weren't? - No.
You'll understand if I find your word on the matter
less than reliable.
Well, I hope you'll take my word on this.
As soon as I stopped considering you as a suspect,
I realized how terrible it was that I ever had.
When I heard about your relapse,
I decided to arrange an extended stay in New York,
that it was time to make things right between us.
And that was always my only reason for coming.
You've made it clear
you'd like me to return to London and so, I shall.
I just wanted you to know.
Are these your potential pool of Trager's problem solvers?
Call it a first swing. I focused on people who live locally
with records matching the skills that he needed.
Fairbridge students who defaulted on their loans.
Each packet contains everything we've gathered,
rap sheets, parole records, loan histories from the DOE.
I thought we'd look through them and narrow them down from here.
You've included Victor Nieves, I see.
Yeah, he's the only person that we know for sure.
So, I used him as a model for the profile.
The file that disappeared from Lily Cooper's office
contained many of these same faces,
perhaps even Victor Nieves. It's ironic.
If we're right, Lily and Trager would have used
much the same criteria, one of them to help people,
and the other to exploit them.
Plaid is nice, sudden urge to buy a throw?
It's not plaid, it's tartan.
I think this might be the key to bringing down Wilson Trager.
Projected demand over the next five years
has us outgrowing several of our satellite campuses.
We're scouting facilities, at least one or two will be new.
What the hell is that?
Uh, that's one of mine.
Yeah, your calendar mentioned this meeting.
I took the liberty of preparing my own slide show.
It's gonna be more illuminating, I promise.
Yeah. May I? Thanks, thank you.
Yes, the face before you is Claudette Bailey,
Fairbridge University, class of 2012. Before that,
she did 31 months for fraud and destruction of property.
When you sent her to set fire to the inspector's office,
she posed as cleaning crew
and disguised her accelerant as floor cleaner.
When I sent her? I have no idea who that woman is.
This is Joseph DeLuca. He ran over a board member
- in your co-op for you. - All right, everyone out.
I'm having you thrown out for trespassing.
Oh, security already knows that we're here.
Detective Bell is showing them our warrant as we speak.
We just didn't... We didn't feel like waiting.
Your staff deserved to know who they're working for ASAP.
Victor Nieves, we've spoken about him,
but now you have a face to put to the name.
Boyd Erlich, who at your instruction
strangled Lily Cooper with his bare hands.
All right, this is... This is wonderful theater.
Your imagination is running wild
but I can't be connected to these people.
You're wrong about that. We figured out
how you've chosen them or who has been choosing them.
The collections agent who was assigned their loans.
I noticed a photograph of you hunting in Scotland.
I recognized the tartan worn by your companion
as belonging to the Mackmains. Judging the facial features,
I took him to be a relative of your wife. Later on,
I noticed in Nieves' history that his agent's name
was Bradley Mackmain, not a terribly common name.
It was enough to merit our attention.
We checked and Bradley Mackmain is your wife's nephew.
He picked the people to coerce based on your instructions.
That's why there was never a trail leading back to you.
You said that we were wrong about why Lily Cooper
was murdered and you spoke the truth.
It wasn't her case file would be so damning in front of the DOE.
It was that she had included Victor Nieves.
I noticed his defaulted loan had started being paid again.
Lily cared about Victor. She was worried
he'd gone back to robberies. Started asking him for answers.
She called Mackmain to confirm but she wouldn't let it go,
- and she was getting close. - How do we know all of this?
The police had a conversation with Bradley Mackmain.
He seemed remarkably eager to testify
against you in exchange for a deal.
Wilson Trager, you're under arrest
for murder of Dennis Hicks and Lily Cooper.
I was gonna order take out, do you have any preferences?
Oh, I didn't realize someone else was here.
I wasn't.
I take it that was your friend from the mercenary group.
You guys went another round?
I needed some information and she's able to provide it,
quid pro quo was in order. Feel free to eat without me.
There's somewhere I need to be.
Sherlock.
Don't get the wrong idea, I'm not here to stop you,
I just came here to give you this.
I did some digging about Jasper De Clerq.
Don't look surprised. I was clear about my mistrust.
It turns out, what you told me was not entirely true.
I assure you, it was.
You said you had nothing to do with his death.
But it had everything to do with you.
You'll find De Clerq's travel and phone records
in the weeks leading up to the shooting.
- You notice anything about them? - Well, Tokyo for four days,
and Riyadh, back to London.
- He was everywhere I was. - He was spying on you.
Likely, keeping his eyes open for a vulnerable moment.
The timing of his murder, just as your investigation
was heating up, suggested he was killed to tie up a loose end.
Whoever killed Sabine then tried to kill me.
De Clerq was working for them.
It's a new clue. Thank you, son.
You said you were fed a false lead
to cast suspicion on me.
That is an affront to my reputation.
An offense which I cannot abide. You stay, go, I don't care,
but either way, I'm gonna find and stop
whoever tried to kill you.