The Contractor Page #4

That's it.

Is Chez Louis on

the way to work?

Chez Louis Beverly Hills?

No.

Ah.

Ah, what?

I found the receipt.

The receipt for what?

Champagne. Really?

Fondue for two.

This isn't mine.

I've never even been

to this restaurant.

You're seriously gonna deny it.

Deny what? This isn't mine!

Someone else's receipt just

made its way into your pocket?

I don't know.

Right. And what about

the phone calls?

Are you serious?

You know, late at night,

unlisted numbers.

Liz, you know, I

sit in my office

till one, two o'clock in

the morning sometimes,

calling clients who have unlisted

numbers for very obvious reasons.

You think I'm sleeping

with someone else?

I don't know.

Are you?

I'm not even going to dignify

that with a response.

Paul?

What?

Come here.

What?

There's someone over there.

Liz, there's no one there.

I think it was him.

Who? Javier.

Javier is gone.

I'm going inside.

Okay, so I've connected all your

doors and windows to the system.

You've got four zones.

Front, the rear,

and the two sides.

If anyone opens anything, you've

got 15 seconds to enter the code,

or our call center will

notify the authorities.

Okay. Here. It comes

with a special app,

so you can track

it from anywhere.

Oh, wow, that's great.

Contractor State License Board.

Hi. I'd like to file a complaint

against a contractor.

How do I go about doing that?

First, can I have

your name, please?

Yes, it's Elizabeth Chase.

Thank you, Mrs. Chase.

And your address?

It's 85 Deerfield

Road in Malibu.

Okay. And the name of the contractor

you'd like to file a complaint on?

Javier Reyes. R-e-y-e-s.

Um, one second.

I'm sorry. There's no one in

the system with that name.

What do you mean? I've got his

license right in front of me.

I'll read you the number.

It's 0-1-5-4-5.

I'm sorry. That license

number is invalid.

That doesn't make sense.

I'm looking right at it.

Would you like to file a complaint

for unlicensed activity?

No, never mind. Thank you.

What the...

Thanks for bringing the car over.

Yeah, no worries.

Did you figure out what

the problem was? Nails.

Nails? Yeah, nails.

Now, I can understand

one or two,

but, Paul, I counted 15.

You been driving through a

construction site or something?

Uh, not that I remember.

Javier. Excuse me?

This contractor who's been doing

some work over at the house.

We had a bit of a falling out.

Paul, we're talking over a

grand worth of rubber here.

That's a hell of a falling out.

Son of a b*tch.

Look, if that's the case,

just be careful where

you park her, huh?

You're lucky it's

just the tires.

Thank you, sir. 'Course.

Anytime. You know that.

Come on. Answer.

We're sorry. The number you

have reached is not in service.

That should do it. Perfect.

Thank you very much. Yeah,

that's what we're here for.

And listen. Don't stress

out about the kitchen.

I'll get that done really soon, okay?

Thank you.

Thank you. I appreciate it.

So what was it?

Was it a clog or something?

Well, if I didn't

know better myself,

I'd say somebody tampered

with your lines.

What do you mean, tampered?

Somebody who knew

what they were doing

really messed up your

drainage system.

Right. Of course it was someone

who knew what they were doing.

What? You think you

know who did this?

Yeah, I have a pretty good idea.

I don't know if we're

going to find anything.

It's probably not

even his real name.

Don't worry about that.

I told you you can find almost

anything on the Internet.

Right. All right,

I'll tell you what.

Why don't you...

put in his description

as best you can...

Mm-hmm. and see what

comes up, okay?

I'm just gonna get some more coffee.

Do you want anything?

No, I'm good. Thank you. All right.

Be right back.

All right.

"Ethnicity."

"Age range."

Forty-eight to fifty-eight.

"Height."

Five-seven to five-eleven.

"Hair." Brown.

"Eyes." Brown.

"Name or known aliases."

Well, might as well.

Javier... Reyes.

Twenty-eight pages?

I'm going cross-eyed.

I can't look at any

more of these.

We're never going to find him.

Just one more page, okay?

Just one more.

All right.

Look at this guy.

Oh, yeah, that's him.

"Jorge Reyes.

Arrested for contempt of court."

Is there anything else?

Well, at least we have a name.

Well, now what?

You know what? Let me see

something for a second, okay?

Let's see.

What is this database?

Something my hubby

uses at the office.

He lets you log in to it?

Steven uses the same

password for everything.

Huh. Okay.

Let's see. Jorge Reyes.

All right, look.

Here's something.

Is that a news article?

Yeah. "Arrested

two years earlier

"for the murder of a gang

member, 27-year-old Omar Reyes

"was killed in a gang fight in a

California state prison in Lancaster.

"His father, Jorge Reyes,

50 years old, from Pacoima,

"expressed his

anger at the news.

'My son was innocent, and

the system took his life.'"

This article is from

two months ago.

But how do we know that

this is the same guy?

All right. Here's another one.

"After a six-hour deliberation,

"Omar Reyes was found guilty

of first-degree murder.

"Applauding the jurors'

decision, prosecutor...

"Paul Chase...

"said this was a major victory

in the city's fight

against gang violence."

Oh.

That's why he's doing this.

Paul was the prosecutor that

sent his son to prison,

where he was killed.

Oh, my gosh.

We should call Paul.

Not yet. I need

to find out more.

Do you think she

still works there?

Excuse me? We're closed.

Come back at 5:
00.

Maria Parra?

Do I know you?

No.

Um, my name is Elizabeth Chase,

and I was hoping I could

talk to you about Omar.

Get out.

We just need a few...

You two got a hearing problem?

My husband, Paul Chase,

he was the prosecutor

on Omar's case.

Just five minutes. Please?

What?

The night Omar was arrested,

you were with him, weren't you?

I already told the

police everything.

We're not the police.

We just want to

know what happened.

We were just walking,

minding our own business.

Then all of a sudden,

these guys came up.

I'd seen them around

the bar sometimes.

Latin Princes.

One of them comes up to me,

tries to put the moves on me.

Starts touching me, groping me.

He pulled out a knife.

Next thing I know,

Omar's on top of him.

It all just happened so fast.

I looked up and...

the other guy was on the

ground, and Omar...

was covered in blood.

The cops caught up to

him down the block.

Didn't even give him a

chance to surrender.

They just started beating him.

Well, you told them that he was

just trying to protect you.

It doesn't matter. He was in the

wrong place at the wrong time.

Your husband should have known, if only

he actually cared about something more

than getting a quick conviction.

Are you still in contact

with Omar's father, Jorge?

We get together once in a while.

He didn't really have anyone.

His wife died of cancer

when Omar was six.

But when Omar died

two months ago...

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