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(logo beeping) (hawk screams)
(ominous music)
(ominous music continues)
- Yeah. (chuckles)
This time was fun, wasn't it?
Hey, uh, I better get going.
Yeah, I'll see you later.
Alright, bye.
Morning, beautiful.
- Why didn't you come home last night?
I didn't feel you get in the bed.
- I was up working late.
I didn't wanna wake you.
Wanna come and hop in the shower?
- What did you even come back for?
- 'Cause I wanted to see you
and take a shower.
when I get back,
I'm all yours.
(sinister music)
(footsteps tapping)
(bag clicks)
Yeah, that. (indistinct)
What are you doing?
- I was looking for my phone,
I thought I heard it down here.
(traffic rumbling)
(light music)
- Girl, here come his thirsty ass.
- Who? Derek?
- Yes, girl, why is it always the men
that be steady hitting your line
that you don't want to hear from?
- Girl, you just said you liked him last week.
- Girl, that was last week.
(both laugh)
- Crazy.
Hello?
Monica?
Monica, what's wrong?
- Malorie, listen.
I need you to know something, okay?
If anything ever happens to me,
it wasn't an accident, okay?
- What do you mean if something happens to you?
- Look, I can't get into it right now,
but just remember that, okay?
- Monica, where are you?
- I gotta go.
(sinister music continues)
(light music)
(keypad beeping)
- Girl, what's wrong with you?
Malorie.
- Uh, it's my sister.
- You have a sister?
- Yeah, she lives in Houston,
so I don't really see her that often.
- So you're not very close?
- I mean, we are,
but, she got married
and I don't know, we're just not as close.
- Mm, so he's controlling.
- Controlling?
Girl, why you always got some toxic shit going on?
- Girl, why are you always in somebody else's business?
- Girl, whatever.
What's wrong with you, girl?
- It's family problems.
- Did somebody die or something?
- Mm, her sister getting hit on?
- I did not say all that. - Ooh!
- Oh, so he not hitting on her?
- Can I get a round of shots please?
- Yeah, I think we need a round.
(light music continues)
(glasses clinking)
- To family problems, girl.
To getting rid of them.
- To money problems.
- Come on.
- To friend problems.
- Girl, whatever.
- Cheers. - Cheers.
- Damn!
All right.
Another shot?
(expectant music) (airplane engine roaring)
(expectant music continues)
- And he's talking about, well,
let's this time around not have sex.
Let's just be... - What?
- Right, I'm like, I haven't seen him in 30 days
or more.
- Wow. - Trying to say like,
you don't love- - Excuse me.
- Hey. - I'm looking for someone,
a man named Tyreek.
Someone told me that he might be here.
- And how do you know Tyreek?
- I, uh...
- Mm,
you don't really know him, do you?
I don't know.
You look all right, but, mm,
what do you want with Tyreek?
- My sister's missing
and I think he might have some information that'll help me.
- Oh, damn.
Missing?
Oh my God.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Girlfriend, come on.
Let's, let's talk.
'Cause we got nosy over there.
Don't worry,
Tyreek will be here
'cause he is a loyal client.
He'll be here on Thursday.
But baby girl,
how are you connected to him?
- My sister, Monica,
she's missing.
His name and number was in one of her belongings.
They were scheduled to meet the same day
that she disappeared.
I need answers
and I know he knows something.
- Mm,
I'm really sorry to hear this,
but,
Tyreek is a little elusive,
so I'm gonna ask, be careful.
I gotta tell him,
I have to tell him.
- Well, I was hoping that you wouldn't tell him.
- Oh. - I know, I know.
I don't wanna scare him away.
I just wanna ask him some questions, that's it.
- I'm sorry,
but he will be here Thursday.
Just come Thursday.
(ominous music continues)
(birds chirping)
- Tyreek?
- Do I know you?
- You know my sister,
and she's missing and I need some answers.
- You Monica's sister?
- Please, Tyreek,
I'm running outta leads here.
If there's anything that you know,
it might can help me.
- Listen, I was working with your sister
on something before she disappeared.
We were investigating some,
some suspicious activity that,
it may have involved her husband.
- Her husband?
- Yeah. - What did you find?
- I can't say much,
just know that it made us down a dangerous man.
And the less you know,
the better for all of us.
Monica,
she came across some information that's dangerous,
very dangerous.
- I don't care how dangerous it is.
I need to find my sister.
And whatever you know, you need to tell me.
- Okay.
Okay.
You gotta promise something to me though,#*
you gonna be careful
'cause we are dealing with people that will stop at nothing
and I mean nothing to get and keep they secrets hidden.
Okay?
- I promise.
Just tell me what you know.
(intriguing music)
Tyreek,
that's Monica's husband right there.
- Hey, Manny,
stay low, keep your eyes on him.
Let's see what he's doing.
- Got him on 4K, Tyreek.
- And look, remember,
we are here just to collect evidence, okay?
Not jump to conclusions.
If there's any connection with the conspiracy,
that will looks forward.
- I just wanna find my sister.
I just know something's not right.
- Look, if she's alive,
we'll find her.
But for now, let's just focus on James.
(camera clicking)
- What, what are those people doing?
I'm telling you, it's a conspiracy.
I'm telling you. - Hey, hey, look,
we need concrete evidence.
Trust me, Malorie,
we'll get to the bottom of all of this.
- He's leaving, Tyreek.
- Look, I got you, okay?
Relax, I got you.
- Ah.
- So,
what do you think?
- I think he's hot.
Sis done found herself a little rich white boy.
(Monica chuckles)
No, but I am happy for you though.
Finally found someone to treat you right.
- And he's so good to me,
and I love that he's ambitious.
He wants to run for president someday.
- Wow!
Okay, miss First Lady.
Wait, what's that make me?
- My servant,
now let's go before he thinks we're talking about him.
- I mean, we are though.
(engine rumbling)
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music continues)
- It's gonna be a good day today.
(suspenseful music continues)
Excuse me,
sir, you dropped your wallet.
- Appreciate you.
- Small talk, big action.
(suspenseful music continues)
(cars rumbling)
(cars continue rumbling)
(boot clicks) (tense music)
Mm-hmm. Mm-hmm.
I told you, motherfucker.
Small talk, big action.
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music continues)
(car boot thuds)
(tense music)
(tense music continues)
(car engine starting) (tense music continues)
(tense music continues)
- Are you sure we're in the right place?
- Yeah, that's what the source said.
He said he used to bring Monica out here all the time.
- There is no one here, Tyreek. Again.
This is the third time this week.
- I don't know, okay.
Maybe they just emptied it out
or just shut it down for the night.
- Or maybe,
you're leading me to nowhere.
- What? So.
What's that supposed to mean, huh?
- It means that I'm chasing fucking ghosts,
and you're the only one with a map.
(Tyreek scoffs)
I can't, I-I...
(traffic rumbling)
- And y'all ain't gotta worry about me saying shit.
Especially 'cause y'all paying me money, right?
- Yeah, about that.
(gunshot bangs) (body thuds)
Man, what the fuck is wrong wit you, man?
- What you do that for?
- What the fuck you mean, why I do that for?
You know who work for.
You know how he's gonna get down.
- I mean, there gotta be another way.
- What you gonna do?
Walk your head back to the police station
and tell him how we getting down?
- Man!
- You know this nigga
got his hand in everybody's pocket, man.
Come on, man.
Damn bro, you all right?
You reckon, you shaking, man.
What's happening?
You know it's tricky out here in these streets, man.
But I trust you, man.
- Yeah, we good.
- Now help me get this nigga in this truck.
(body thuds)
(car door thuds)
(Malorie sighs)
(car horn hoots)
- Hey, Malorie, um,
I haven't been as present
and I'm sorry for that.
It's just, uh,
I just really haven't had time to validate
some of these leads properly, you know?
- I'm not mad, Tyreek,
I just wanna find her.
Before CPS split us up,
she always had my back.
She always made sure I never felt alone.
I just owe it to her.
- All right, yeah, I get that, I do.
Um...
I think I finally may have something for you though.
Something, something legit, you know?
- Yeah?
- There's a address and um,...
But, before I tell you.
- I know it,
it's our childhood home.
She always said she was gonna buy it back one day.
- Look, she did.
And it's um, under the name,
Adeline.
I had a buddy who's a locksmith
and, uh, he got inside and he made me a copy of the key.
(Tyreek clears throat)
It's under the mat, so, hopefully
you, you find something there.
- I don't know.
Going back there,
it's gonna be hard.
- Look, just, just breathe, okay?
Just, just breathe and, um, one step at a time, okay?
- All right.
(door clicks and creaks)
(footsteps tapping)
(pensive music)
(door thuds)
(pensive music continues)
(birds chirping)
(pensive music continues)
(soft music continues) (birds chirping)
(pensive music continues) (birds chirping)
(pensive music continues)
(soft music continues) (birds chirping)
(pensive music continues) (birds chirping)
(pensive music fades)
(ominous music)
(ominous music continues)
(sinister music)
(sinister music intensifis)
(Malorie screams) (tense music)
- Get away from me.
Fuck off of me!
(Malorie screams) (tense music continues)
Get off me.
Ugh! Get off of me!
(tense music continues)
- Hey, hey, hey, hey.
Hey, get the fuck off her.
What's wrong with you!
(tense music continues)
(men grunting)
(suspenseful music)
(suspenseful music intensifies)
(Malorie panting)
(shoes squeak)
(suspenseful music continues)
Hey, hey, hey.
Hey, hey.
It's okay.
You all right?
- How did you know?
- Look, you wasn't answering my phone calls.
Just, just had a feeling.
- You saved my life.
I'm sorry I ever doubted you.
- It's okay, it's okay.
I got you.
Come here.
You'll never have to do that again.
(Malorie sobs)
It's okay.
(upbeat country music)
(balls clattering)
(upbeat country music continues)
- Girl, tell him to order us some wings.
- Girl.
(upbeat country music continues)
- I know that's right.
He got money.
- But he stay with his mom, so he better.
He talking about, he take care of her.
Girl, I know she takes care of his ass.
- They both too.
(people speak indistinctly)
- I don't know, I ain't never seen him with girl
so he may be, you know.
(women laugh)
Girl, stop.
- Do you wanna go to the bar? - You must not.
- Sorry, lemme get it together.
(upbeat country music continues)
- Hello.
Hey girl, how the trip going?
Did you find your sister?
Are you sure?
- What's going on? - Stop it.
We can be there tomorrow if you want.
Okay, let me ask her, okay.
All right, bye.
- What happened?
- Girl, we gotta get to Houston.
(upbeat country music continues)
Okay, girl, I'm sorry,
but, your sister disappearing like this,
it's giving limited series.
- It's giving FBI,
because somebody knows something.
- Y'all, she wouldn't just leave,
not without saying goodbye.
- All I'm saying is,
Monica always has secrets,
maybe this one just got too deep.
- She wouldn't just disappear,
something happened to her.
(doorbell rings)
- Ugh!
Bro, if this is the pizza guy again.
- Hey!
Hope I'm not interrupting anything.
- No. - Okay, sis,
we see you.
- Mm-hmm, and he strong.
- Come in, come in.
(door creaks and thuds)
- It's okay, girl.
We gonna leave y'all to it.
- Mm-hmm, we'll be back in an hour or two.
Try not to burn the house down.
- So I was looking at a couple old files
that Monica had tucked away, right?
You know, most of it was nothing.
But, this particular file
did catch my attention.
- Unit 47B?
- Mm-hmm.
- Rented a week before she vanished.
- Right, and see the crazy thing is she used a fake name,
but all the payments,
they came out of her account.
- Wait, why are you helping me?
- I just feel like,
I didn't help her when I should have.
That's all.
- You know, you knew her a lot longer than I did.
- Monica.
Yeah, she was smart,
and funny.
She always seemed to have a, a plan B, you know?
- Then what is this?
Just another hidden clue?
A dead end?
- I don't know.
What I do know,
she wanted to be found.
- Yeah, people keep telling me you just let it go.
(Tareek sighs)
- Maybe those people were just scared
that you would find something
that you probably should have left buried.
- Why are you not scared?
- Hmm,
oh, I'm scared.
- Scared of what?
- Be you.
- Why?
- You just never seem to stop.
- Maybe I don't want to.
Don't make me regret this.
- I won't.
(friends chuckle)
- Hold up!
Is this science class or something?
'Cause I'm feeling some chemistry.
- Mm-hmm, you're flushed
and it's not 'cause of the pizza.
- I'm gonna take that as my cue to go.
- You don't have to go.
- Yeah, but, I-I should, you know.
It's okay.
Um, ladies, y'all take care of her, all right?
- You too mystery man.
(door creaks)
- Ooh, girl!
That man,
could ruin lives.
- Girl, do not say that.
He might already be doing it.
(Malorie sighs)
- Are you okay?
- I don't know.
I don't know if I should trust him.
Something's off.
- I mean, definitely go with your gut feeling, Mal.
It'll never lie to you.
- Yeah.
I don't know.
(ominous music)
- You came?
- You said it was important.
- Yes.
I've been holding some things back from you.
Not from malice or anything like that,
just, from fear
and shame.
I, uh,
I had a sister once,
she was beautiful.
She had a big old smile, you know?
- What happened?
- It was her, it was her husband.
He, uh,
he killed her,
Um.
Pushed her down some stairs and,
he swore up and down that it was an accident.
The DA just dropped the case.
Wasn't enough evidence, you know.
Just like that,
she was gone.
No evidence,
no justice,
no answers,
just gone.
- Tyreek,
I didn't know.
- It is not something
that I just openly talk about, you know?
But, it's like when Monica disappeared,
everything just came back to me, you know?
And, uh, it's just like losing my sister all over again.
So, uh, when I decided to,
to help you, it was,
it was just like something to do,
you know, like a distraction.
Just something to do,
you know, something to chase.
- And now?
- Now it's,
it's much more than that.
Look, I know this thing started messy
but I want something real with you.
Whatever it takes.
I wanna help you find Monica.
Together.
(tender music)
(tender music continues)
(phone buzzing)
- [Reporter] Tonight, State Senator Williams, James Madison
has officially launched his campaign
for governor of Texas, making a significant milestone
in what many are calling
a carefully calculated rise to power.
An initiative aimed at improving inner city education
and providing mental health resources
for unserved communities.
But while his resume-
- You forgot something in your
list of achievements. - Is not without controversy.
- Murder. - Over a year ago,
Madison's wife, Monica Madison vanished without a trace.
The high profile case made national-
- Now you know you need to stop.
You always letting your emotions cloud your judgment.
- And you need to stop pretending he's innocent.
- Can't you just stay positive, Malorie?
I mean, you don't know everything.
She may turn up.
People always do.
- (sighs) I really hope you're right.
- Hey, uh, I need to take this real quick.
- [Reporter] No headlines with search efforts
stretching across the country and state lines,
but no credible leads have ever surfaced.
Despite growing speculation online conspiracy theories-
- Yeah. - Madison has remained
publicly silent on his wife's disappearance.
- Hey look man,
I'm running around in circles, huh.
- [Reporter] Some call the silence-
- She jumping at every empty lead I throw.
- [Reporter] As the gubernatorial electoral race heats up
political analysis remain divided.
Will Williams James Madison's reputation as a reformer
outshine the darkness of-
- If she is- - These unanswered questions-
- She ain't saying. - Or will the past
finally catch up?
- So, I think I can handle it. - One thing is clear,
the eyes of Texas
are watching. - At least for right now.
Yeah, I get it.
(Tareek sighs)
(upbeat music)
(upbeat music continues)
(cutlery clinking)
(phone buzzing)
(upbeat music continues)
- Where are you?
- Out.
You know, (indistinct).
- We were supposed to meet.
- No, no, I'm sorry, can we, uh, can we reschedule?
Can we reschedule for later?
(Malorie sighs)
- Sure.
I'll talk to you later.
(upbeat music continues) (keypad beeping)
(phone rings)
Something's off.
Tyreek's been distant, secretive.
I don't know what he's hiding.
- You still riding with him?
- I don't know.
- Girl, leave your AirPods in his car
and track his ass.
- Actually,
that's exactly what I'm gonna do.
All right, bye.
(upbeat music continues)
(traffic rumbling)
(car engine humming)
(car door thuds)
- What's up with you man?
- What's up, man? Are you good?
Goddamn, you like the scenic spots, huh?
(Tyreek chuckles)
- The ambiance.
- I hear you.
Everything James needed cleaned up,
all the records sealed,
the names deleted,
the calls, we bought it,
everything right here,
(paper rustling)
(sinister music)
(phone beeps)
- Man, he, he running for Senate?
He's still moving like a cartel boss.
(Tyreek chuckles)
- Still with it, huh?
Yeah, not too good.
- Let me ask you something, man.
- No turkey.
- You seen him?
I mean like actually seen him in person?
- Negative, bro.
James, man, he created just a whole lot of distance
and this dude don't even use the same phone twice.
Feel me?
Stand out the way man,
letting us deal with all the dirt.
- What about Monica?
Nothing?
- Nothing, man.
Can't trace this hoe or nothing, man.
- [Tyreek] Really?
- But best thing for her to do,
keep that same energy.
Because if I know James,
he gonna do anything to keep her quiet
for the information she got.
- Yeah, see, that's why we need the contingency.
Man, think about it, bro, he, he ain't gonna stop her.
(scoffs) Soon as he realized
that we outlived our usefulness, he coming.
Read that.
- I guess so.
Me, I stay on my toes.
I'm aware.
I'm gonna watch my 60, you hear me?
You better do the same thing.
- So what you saying?
You still trust him?
- Trust? (scoffs)
Man, I trust James for only one thing, man.
Feel me?
To look out for James.
- Yeah.
Yeah.
- Besides, you got the better end of the stick.
Yeah, while I'm out here doing the dirty work,
cleaning up these loose ends.
You, you over there playing boyfriend.
Yeah, with Monica little sister with her fine ass.
- Yeah, she fine though.
She is fine.
- You know we gotta kill her though, huh?
(ominous music)
- Yeah, yeah, yeah, for sure.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
- She gotta go.
- Already, yeah.
(ominous music continues)
- Goddamn my man,
you going harder than a motherfucker.
- You know we had to make that shit look real.
- Fuck. - Forget all that,
what you find?
Find something?
- Oh yeah, got an envelope, bro, with her name on it.
You know what I'm saying?
I'm gonna chase the back,
I'm gonna find that motherfucker, you hear me?
- Fucking name? - Yes.
Okay, okay, I'll find her,
we gonna find her.
- Right, right, right. Go, go go.
- Man, one thing, man, you.
- What's up? (punch thuds)
(sinister music)
(foreboding music)
(pensive music)
(water trickling)
(Malorie sighs)
(phone thuds)
- Mal? - Look,
I'm sorry for shutting you out.
I think I just wanted to believe the nightmare was over.
- [Friend] Is it?
- No, and I'm ready to face that.
- [Friend] What do you need?
- I wanna open the storage unit,
tomorrow morning.
- I'll be there.
(intriguing music)
This place is giving serial killer starter pack.
- Can we not speak that into existence?
- Girl.
- It's supposed to be deposit box four.
(intriguing music continues)
- Do you think Monica came here before she disappeared?
- I don't know.
She definitely hid something.
- She's definitely planning something.
(intriguing music continues)
(paper rustling)
- A wire transfer of $50,000.
- Wait, this is from her husband to Tyreek.
- He's playing me.
- He's gotta be.
What are you gonna do?
- I'm gonna finish what Monica started.
- We're right here with you.
Let's get outta here.
(intriguing music continues)
- Okay, wait.
We know he lied,
we know he took money from Monica's husband,
but that doesn't mean that he killed her.
- That doesn't mean he didn't either.
- Y'all, he is leading me in circles,
trying to make sure I don't get to the truth.
- He could just be trying to protect himself.
- Tell me you are not going to confront him alone.
- I need him to know that I know.
I need him to feel it.
- Girl, you are not thinking clearly.
- I've actually never felt more clear.
- Then let us come with you.
- No.
'Cause if he's guilty,
I don't want y'all nowhere near.
- Okay, fine.
But we're not letting you go without a plan.
- I have a plan.
- And what is that?
- I'm gonna kill him.
- Girl.
- This is not you.
- Yeah well, this is who I have to be.
(intriguing music continues)
- Either she's gonna end this...
- Or get herself killed.
(traffic rumbling)
- Yeah, so,
I guess that address for Monica didn't turn up, huh?
Hey, uh, let me call you back, bro.
Looks like you had a bad day.
- Clearly.
- Um, is something wrong?
- Yeah, a couple of things.
Why did I find your name
on a $50,000 wire transfer
under Monica's husband?
- Mal-Malorie.
- Save it.
You misled me,
lied straight to my face.
- I just didn't want you to get hurt, okay?
(Malorie scoffs)
- You ran me in circles
and this whole time you working for him.
- Look, it wasn't even like that.
- Then what was it like?
- It was just business.
Okay but,
the closer you got,
the more dangerous it got.
- For who?
(soft somber music)
(scoffs) Don't.
- Look, you wasn't supposed to find out.
- Yeah, but I did.
(gun scrapes)
- So what, you going shoot me?
- If I have to.
- Monica's gone
because she wouldn't back down.
Look at you,
you following her same path.
(gun clicks)
- I'qm walking my own path.
(gunshot bangs)
(somber music)
(somber music continues)
(car engine humming)
(somber music ends)
(paper rustles)
(car rumbling)
- You're here to file a policy under Monica Smith's name.
- Yes. I'm listed as a beneficiary.
- Okay, policy holder number 7 8 3 4 2 8.
Issued nearly two years ago?
- Well, she's been missing for over a year.
So the court ordered a death declaration against her.
- Okay, let me check our systems here
and see what I can come up with.
Hmm?
- What?
- This policy was claimed yesterday.
- That, that's impossible.
- It was processed.
Full identification provided
and the policy was released yesterday.
- By who?
- By one,
Adaline Ray.
She was here yesterday and ran outta here so fast
she forgot this.
(soft intriguing music)
- Nothin' like a good cigar.
(sinister music) (punch thuds)
- What the fuck?
- Let's try this again.
So what name she use
on the claim for the policy?
- Look, pops, I, I already told you.
She had all the documents, everything checked out.
It was legit.
- You like this, right?
See, me, I like this.
This right here. It's just what I do.
So at the end of the day, (chuckles)
gonna find out.
- Look, she had everything,
all the required documents.
If I had known that it was fake, I would've-
- Listen. Listen.
Two things I hate,
(sinister music)
is a liar and a motherfucker
trying to insult my intelligence.
You hear me?
- Look, she had all the information.
I don't know anything else.
(sinister music continues)
(punches thudding)
(sinister music continues)
- Hi, Lee.
- You find Tyreek?
- Not yet. - Fuck!
- But I will.
- Ah look, when you do.
Tell him his services are no longer needed.
- That's a ten four.
But what about the girl?
- Ah, she still serves a purpose.
Follow her, she'll lead you to Monica.
When she does, get rid of her.
- What about Monica?
- Bring her to me.
- As soon as he realize
that we outlived our usefulness, he coming.
- Man, I trust James for only one thing, man.
You feel me?
To look out for James.
I'm the last one now.
- Seems to me he only cares about the girl.
So it seems like whoever has the girl, has the power.
I can get the girl.
Well, it seems like you need me.
(sinister music continues)
What's it gonna be Diddy Junior?
(door creaking)
Oh, oh!
(ominous music)
(ominous music continues)