Term Life Page #6

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Becca, I'm at your place,

you need to call me.

This day could

not end soon enough.

I couldn't find Cate and my

window was closing with Victor.

Matty's death just wasn't

sitting right with me.

Would Keenan really

be desperate enough

to kill his own men?

And if so, why?

I had Harper do some digging

into Matty's personal files.

Turns out the guy was going

through a nasty divorce.

But Miller was crafty.

He started a dummy corporation

which had only one hidden asset.

A boat.

Sounds like

a good place to start.

- Cate!

- Not quite.

Keenan.

Very good, Nick.

Let me talk to my daughter.

Nick, I want you to listen

to me very carefully.

I'm gonna give you an address, and I

don't give a sh*t if you're in Timbuktu.

You've got 15 minutes

to get there.

Now you listen to me, you f***.

If you harm her in any way

I promise, I'll... Nick, I

need you to focus, okay?

Otherwise you're not

gonna make it in time.

I have your money.

What money?

The money Matty Miller took.

I got it.

Mechanicsville, south side

of the old Brickworks.

Come alone. No tricks.

Send her over, Keenan.

And the money?

Somewhere close.

And that's where it stays

until I have my daughter.

Then you've made

a critical error in judgment.

Just like Matty Miller?

What the f***

is he talking about?

He's talking sh*t.

Only thing that

makes sense, Keenan.

Internal affairs, right?

Is that why you killed him?

He turned on you?

You killed Matty?

He was gonna give

the money over to I.A.

He had you dead to rights.

He had all of you.

You motherf***er!

How does he know about

all this sh*t, cap?

Doesn't matter!

If there's money floating

around, it's gonna take us down!

You gonna kill

everybody, Keenan?

What the hell else you ain't

telling us, cap? Nothing.

I thought you said we were all

in the f***ing clear, huh?

Mosley!

Ah!

F***!

F*** you, Keenan!

This way.

It's over now, right?

Almost.

Soon.

You saved me.

Yeah.

Well then, we're even.

Now this could be tricky.

And a lot more dangerous.

We got the context.

Keenan, Victor,

everyone we need.

All right, here's the plan.

We gotta spread

a little rumor...

Wait a minute.

I have an idea.

No. You do not

have any idea, okay?

You are not getting

involved in this.

Nick, you just

said it yourself...

I am not getting in this

with you right now.

We don't have a choice.

No way, Cate. No way.

Now the next part of this can

get a little more difficult.

We get through this

and the heat is off.

Then you're done with this.

Clean slate.

It's not about going

inside or outside.

It's about being smart,

not drawing attention

to yourself, blending in.

You look.

You wait.

You think.

The sight lines are

the front of our target.

Then there's the exit plan.

Are you walking out

or you driving out?

Don't point the weapon

at anything

unless you're prepared to shoot.

Detective Keenan!

You gonna kill me?

You know the best advice my

father ever gave me, detective?

Don't sell myself short.

Ever.

Killing's the easy part.

Getting away with it.

That's the trick.

You have two neighbors.

One is away for

another two weeks.

The other couple is home.

The lady's at least 75.

Her husband's older.

It's now 10:
20. She's been

asleep for two hours.

He's parked in front of the TV

watching the braves, hearing aid out.

And then, of course,

there's this.

You're a drinker.

Now, it might take a lot,

and you might hide it well,

but I know.

How many times have you come out

here and waved your gun around?

Or yelled at some kids for

hitting a ball into your yard?

I think I can get away with it.

You just made a pretty good case

of why I could kill you, too.

Answer this.

Why my dad?

Your dad fills a lot

of holes, sweetheart.

Gave Victor Vasquez

someone to blame

for his son's murder so he

could move on with his life.

You know, there was

only one thing

that could put me in jail, and you

saved me the trouble of having

to go look for it

by bringing it right to me

and putting it

in my refrigerator.

Go home, kid.

What was it you said, detective?

I need to move on

with my life? Hm?

Well, guess what?

I'm not ready.

What are you gonna do to him?

Nothing good.

"D.A. Recovered stolen

evidence money.

Detective Keenan's

still missing,

wanted for multiple murders

within the Atlanta pd.

In light of these developments,

original suspect Nick Barrow

has been exonerated

of all charges."

Looks like I won't be

collecting that insurance money.

No. I think you

got a better payout.

You're right.

Appreciate it, harp.

Get out of here, kid.

Well, it looks like my plan

worked out pretty well.

Yeah. I was closer

than you think.

Old habits die hard.

Lucy and I finally spoke,

and were able to agree

on one thing.

Going forward,

it would be best for her

to focus on getting better.

If she needed anything,

we'd be there for her.

Lucy also thought that

the best thing for Cate

was to live with me.

I agreed.

I guess maybe I was more ready

to be a dad than I realized.

Do you think...

That when we're back in town

I'll be seeing a lot of you?

Will you be seeing a lot of me?

Well, let's see.

I do live in

an apartment by myself.

I was thinking about

getting a fish.

Yeah, you'll be

seeing a lot of me.

Okay, good, because there's

this place I do my recitals.

And they're closed every Sunday.

What are you talking about?

Most people pay cash

so the cash register's

gotta be completely full,

and I already have a good out.

Okay, the place next to it?

Went out of business.

They're completely vacant.

No one's in the area.

I could get in and out

of there so quickly.

Okay, let's just take it one

step at a time here, please.

Focus on graduating high school.

I'm just saying.

Uh-huh.

I have something for you.

What is it?

Well, I... I know you

have a bunch of just me.

I thought maybe you'd

like one with both of us.

I love it.

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