-Good morning.
You better...
start remembering right now.
- Funny thing about
trying to outrun your past...
that b*tch is fast.
- What about Dad?
- What the hell, Kiki!
- Goddammit!
- Does he know
where we live?
- It's been two years
since everything fell apart.
Three nine.
Code 4; suspect in custody.
Female juvenile, 12 years old,
remanded to the custody
of DCFS officer on scene.
- Mama!
- And when it's all gone,
it's when you realize
what's important.
- Lola Ray!
- Mama!
- Lola Ray!
- Mama, what's going on?
- Please let me talk
to her.
- Lola Ray!
- Mama!
- Lola Ray!
- Mama!
- Lola Ray!
- I still have regret,
fear and a past
to be ashamed of,
but those ain't things
to build on.
So I burned all
the old bridges
and started over.
I thought for sure
I'd put my life back together.
Some people say the past
is never really the past.
I just say...
that b*tch is fast.
- Okay.
-Hey, Grant.
- Hey, Kiki.
The judge said yes.
You're gonna get
your daughter back.
Now, it can be revoked
while you're on parole,
but the judge agreed
you're doing great.
- So you can pick her up
next week.
- Oh, yeah.
- Congratulations.
- Best day of my life.
Everything finally
coming together.
But the past is a living thing.
It knows your fears,
your weakness,
and all your secrets.
-Okay. Kiki, wait! Come on.
-Oh no, no, no. Uh-uh.
-No, I just want to talk. Huh?
-You're supposed
to be in prison.
When did you get out?
-Like almost two years ago.
-What?
-Look, I was in jail
a couple of weeks,
and I walked on
mishandled evidence.
Look, look. I know I should have
come to see you sooner.
-No, I don't want to see you.
I have a job.
I'm going to school.
-But what about Lola Ray?
-Oh, no, no.
That's none of your business.
-You can't see her.
-I--I don't have custody,
but that--that don't mean
I can't see her.
-Well, I don't have
custody either.
-Oh, come on.
Don't lie to me, baby.
I--it's not gonna be--
come on. Huh?
-Were you spying on me?
-No.
-You know, court cases,
motions--
I mean, they're all
public record, right?
-Oh, yeah. So you are.
-No. Look,
I figured we could
start over again.
-Are you crazy?
-No. I'm straight now.
No more drugs.
I'm not that guy anymore, okay?
You can't deny
I always made money for us.
-Yeah, by selling drugs,
and--and that is
what got us arrested.
That's what got me
put in prison,
-and our daughter taken away.
-That's the past.
-Is it?
-What's different now?
-What's different now
is that I'm getting out,
this time for real.
I got a plan.
One last deal,
and I'll walk away.
I'll walk away.
- Hell no.
Hell no. I am on parole.
I didn't walk
on a technicality.
No, no, no. Wait, wait, wait,
wait, wait, wait.
-Don't touch me. Don't touch me.
-Okay. Okay. Okay. Okay.
Let me finish.
I want out too.
Out for good.
Jail was bad enough,
I don't want
to go into prison.
I've been hustling long enough
that I've made
some serious enemies.
So please, I swear to you,
this last one's big.
It's huge.
Look, we--
we can vmonos forever, baby.
You understand me?
-There is no us.
-There will always be an us .
As long as we've got
our daughter.
I want to see her grow up.
I'm ready to be a father again.
-Axar, you listen to me.
I worked so hard
on the inside.
I got clean. I got my GED.
I--I--I am working
on my bachelor's.
And you know what,
they granted me custody.
But you cannot come back
into my life.
Mm-mm. Nope. Can't risk it.
-Look, when we were together,
you had a house.
You had your own car.
With all these big degrees,
you still live
in a Section 8 studio
with no kitchen
or washing machine.
I mean, addicts and ex-convicts
living up the hall.
How can you raise her
like that, huh?
How you even
gonna go get her?
She's in North Cal, right? Hmm?
That last place
you almost run away from, yeah?
Now she's up in a facility
in Sacramento, huh?
-How would you get that idea?
- When you got friends
with the right connections,
you could look up anything.
Look, how do you plan
on picking her up, huh?
Take the bus, really?
You gonna pick up your kid
from state custody
and take her on a bus
with a bunch of f*cking losers
and people that smell like sh*t?
I mean, Kiki, that's sad.
So sad.
Why don't I just
give you a ride?
Deal's going down up north too.
-No way.
-We can get it done
on the way to get Lola Ray.
I mean, these buyers,
these buyers,
they're--they're gonna pay
by crypto,
so there's no money
counting and sh*t.
I mean, seriously,
it's in and out.
And we can do it on the way
to get our daughter.
-I'm gonna be her daddy again!
You can't stop me!
We're in this together, Kiki!
You hear me?
- Kiki!
Kiki, goddammit!
- What is going on?
-I work my a*s off and this is
how you pay me back?
Goddammit!
- What in the world
are you--?
- Really!?
Stop!
- Don't you--
don't you use that!
No.
- Axar, please.
Please, just stop.
-Hey, Kiki.
Kind of unusual
for clients to call
before their
scheduled appointment.
What can I do for you?
-Yeah, I know it's weird.
I--I just had
a couple questions.
- sh**t.
-Um, well, I'm ready
to go get her.
- I know. That's so good.
Congrats, Mama.
-Yeah, thanks. Um...
Uh, Axar came by.
-Are you okay?
Tell me about it.
-Well, he was waiting
outside the building,
-Your apartment building?
-Yeah. I have no idea
how he found me.
And--and--and nothing happened.
Like, he--he didn't
get physical or anything.
He just wanted to talk.
-About what?
-Lola Ray.
-It's not unheard-of
for estranged parents
to wander back.
-I don't want him involved.
I don't trust him.
-If he threatened you,
we can file a TRO.
-But I had one?
-Two years ago.
I'm sure it expired.
It wasn't permanent, was it?
-I--I don't know. Um,
I just, I thought
he didn't care.
He just, like, disappeared, so.
-If you want us to file one
for you, we can,
but the judge
will just throw it out
if he didn't threaten you.
Who's his parole officer?
-I don't think he had one.
He--he said
that he walked on a tech.
-sh*t.
Well, that makes it tougher,
I mean, especially if he kept
his nose clean.
-Oh, my God.
-Has he been in touch
with Lola?
-I don't think so.
I have to get her back, Grant.
I have to.
-That's not in question, okay?
We just have to worry
about Axar here.
Did you document
any of this conversation?
-No.
-Kiki, if he contacts
you again,
you have to document it.
Record it, livestream it,
film it.
I don't care.
-But he--he can't get custody,
right?
Like, is he even allowed
to see her?
-I'm not a lawyer. Maybe.
-Oh, my God,
I just wish he'd disappear.
-Okay. Hey,
right now, think about Lola.
Now, you're going to get her
this weekend, aren't you?
-Yeah.
-All right.
-Okay.
-You've put in all this work
for two years,
and you're so close.
All right, I gotta go now,
but we'll get on this.
You stay strong, all right?
Kiki?
-Yeah. Okay.
Doctor Wallace, line 1.
Doctor Wallace, line 1.
-Hey, baby.
- Hi, Mom. Um,
are you still coming
to get me this weekend?
-Oh, you know it.
Um, I am not sure
how I'm getting up there yet,
but I will be there.
I have a question. Um,
has your father
tried contacting you?
-Can I talk about that?
- Yes, that's okay.
-Yeah. He called like,
four times
the past couple weeks,
but they didn't put
him through,
and I don't want them to.
-Good. Hey, you don't have
to talk to him.
Just forget all about him.
-They didn't
give him custody, right?
-Just you?
- It's just me.
-How did you find out?
-About him calling?
Oh, I don't know.
I just had a weird feeling.
-Is he stalking you?
Did you see him?
-Oh, no, no, no.
Um, I ran into a mutual friend
who said he was talking
about it.
-So do we need to hide again?
What--what if he--
-No. Honey,
we're gonna be just fine.
Okay?
That's just him
spewing his crazy talk.
You know he's famous for it.
But I can promise you
he is never gonna
bother us again.
-How?
-I've known your father
for a long time,
since we were kids,
and I know how
his mind works, right?
He's never coming
around again.
Hey. In two days,
you will be down here with me,
and we are going to be
on a whole new journey, okay?
Just me and you.
We're starting over.
-I hope your enemies
never find you.
Trading work
for a place to sleep.
Surprised Harvey
let you work for him
after you stole his money,
-Ugh.
I paid him back.
-Hmm.
-How did you find me?
I mean, how did you
get in anyway?
-Sweet.
It's yours?
-Of course not.
I got a little drunk
last night.
You look good, baby.
-No. We're not there yet.
-Why are you bothering me?
-'Cause I'm thinking about it.
Kid needs two parents.
So I want to know,
how serious are you
about getting out?
-Dead serious.
- How much?
-How much what?
Do I love you?
Do you want a new car?
Do I need a shower?
-I know the answer
to all those.
-How much you making
from this deal?
-Put it this way.
We finally decide
to get married...
I want a pre-nup.
-And you said
they're paying in crypto?
I told you that?
-Jesus. Are you still
getting f*cked up?
-No.
Said I'm straight and I am.
But yeah.
Yeah, they're gonna pay
in crypto.
-So what's your take?
How much you makin'?
-Deal's for a million dollars.
-And what is your take?
-A million dollars.
-What about your boys?
Are you gonna burn 'em?
-My boys trust me
to take payment,
and I'll divvy up later.
-You're gonna cut 'em out.
-I'll vanish.
Crypto gets lost
into cyberspace.
-You're gonna be
looking over your shoulder
for the rest of your life.
-I love my boys
but they're not
the fastest engines in the race.
-And it's good to go?
Do you trust the buyers?
-No.
And that's another reason
I want to get out.
These guys are real pricks.
Always try to renegotiate
even after we've agreed
on a price.
But as long as we don't k*ll
each other first,
we do the deal,
and I'll get my money.
-And we can do this
on the way up to get Lola Ray?
-Absolutely.
Look.
We drive, we stop,
we make money.
We pick up our daughter
and we vanish.
Happy family once again.
Look...
I know I f*cked up.
But everything that happened
is in the past now.
Hmm?
And I'm gonna get
so much money,
we can put it all behind us.
So baby, you gotta say yes.
Huh?
You gotta say yes.
-Come on. Please pick up.
-Hi, Mom.
-Oh my God. Lola.
Sorry, I thought
I had the wrong time.
-I was late.
There was a kid in crisis
and we had to wait for staff
to de-escalate him,
but it's cool now, so.
Are you still coming
to get me?
-Of course, baby.
Um, I'm actually packing up
right now.
I'm driving up tonight.
-Do you have a car now?
-Uh, no, no, but I think
I have a ride, though.
But if that falls through,
I'm just gonna take the bus.
Don't worry, I will be there
tomorrow morning.
I'm--I'm sorry you've been
so far away for so long.
-I--it's been okay.
I mean,
this place is a lot better
than the foster home, so.
Did you get new furniture?
-Oh, yeah. Um-hmm.
-Are those bunk beds?
-Uh, the agency
had them donated,
and I thought
they'd be perfect for us.
-Didn't you have bunk beds
in prison?
-Hey, it was either that
or sleep in the same bed.
I know the place,
it's a little bit small,
but there's this courtyard
out back, and there's some,
like, really nice people
who live in the building.
I'm next on the waiting list
for a two-bedroom
and it's not
gonna matter anyway.
I'm--I'm gonna be at work
and you're gonna be at school.
It's gonna be great.
-You have to swear to me.
Swear that you're clean.
-Honey, I have been clean
for two years now,
one inside and one out.
I told you that.
-I know. It's--it's just that--
-I know I screwed up, all right?
But I--I have never
had my own place
and--and my own job,
and I get weekly tests
from my parole officer.
I have not missed
a single one.
So you can trust me, all right?
-I know. It's just that--
-Two years clean. They would not
give me custody if I wasn't.
-And you're not
dating anyone shady?
-I am not dating anyone, period.
There's no time
for that now.
Like I said, it's--it's just
you and me. Okay?
And I--I swear to you,
I will never make
those same mistakes again, okay?
It's just you and me
starting over.
All right?
- What the f*ck you doing?
-Checking our ETA.
I want to let her know
when we're gonna be there.
What the hell?
-No cell phone.
-What? Yeah, you said
when we got there.
-Seems like you've been out of
the game for a while, Kiki, huh?
-I am not in the game.
I am a ridealong.
-Yes, you are.
Game or rider,
it's all the same.
No cell phones.
Burner zone.
There you go.
- Mine had all my numbers
and everything.
-We'll get a new one tomorrow.
What?
Hmm? You don't back up?
-You said you quit.
-Quit drugs.
-Yeah, well, we have
four more hours,
not including
this little detour,
so you might want
to pump your brakes.
-Not gettin' drunk.
Just loosenin' up little.
-Stay here.
If we got some trouble
with these guys,
the boys will jump in.
-Yeah.
-Okay?
No, seriously, Kiki.
Stay in the f*cking car, okay?
-Yeah, got it.
Seriously.
I'll just sit right here.
-These f*ck are late again.
-Still got a few minutes.
-I don't trust these guys, Ax,
all right?
One of these deals is going bad.
-They pay the most,
plus fringe benefits
you don't get anywhere else.
So stay cool
and learn something.
-Okay, they tried to undercut us
twice now, right?
And you are the one
who said yes.
-They think their tough-guy act
is intimidating. Hmm?
But we get paid, right?
Biggest one yet.
-This crypto sh*t
makes me uncomfortable.
Can it be traced or something?
-Not if you take
the right steps.
We've anonymized everything...
wallet, email.
Whole f*cking thing,
right, Cade?
-Oh yeah. Yeah.
Okay. This sh*t you don't
worry about, all right?
I set it up myself, all right?
I--it's untraceable.
The only thing
that we have to worry about
is them f*cking
screwin' us again.
-I'm on it like sh*t on rice.
-You are?
-Whatever. Let's unload.
-Ax, you bring a f*cking bimbo
to--to a deal?
-Watch your f*cking mouth, Cade.
She's cool. Okay?
-They're not gonna--they're not
gonna think she's cool.
-Okay?
-Look, they will not see her.
-Yeah? So help unload
and quit seeing being
such a whiny b*tch. Okay?
Look, you're the
f*cking nerd here, okay?
You got it?
-Go.
-Yeah.
Got it.
Hey. Looks like having
a girl around
is ruffling
some peacock feathers.
So why don't I disappear
when the rest
of the sausage party arrives?
- Yeah, maybe.
-Come on.
-Cade, that better be a burner.
-Of course, it's a burner.
Dude.
This...
Hey.
Get your a*s out
of the car and hide.
-Cade. Don't you talk to her,
got it?
Don't you talk to her.
Go. Go.
-Where am I going?
-Get out. Keep low.
-Where am I going?
-Hide. Now. Go.
Go.
-Mm, mm, mm, mm, mm.
-Axar. It's been a minute.
You look healthy.
-Jaxson. Here's your product.
You want us to help load up?
- No foreplay?
I mean, ladies must love you.
A modern-day sweetheart, huh?
-Oh, they leave satisfied.
Just like I hope
we all do tonight.
-That depends on how good
we f*ck each other.
What you got for me?
-Million dollars' worth,
like I told you.
-Million?
-Check it out for me.
- It's light.
-Damn. I guess you
a little light tonight.
-f*cking knew it.
-Shut up.
-Look, come on, man.
Come on, Jaxson.
It's like the third time
you want to underpay us, huh?
-Hey, it's the third time
you came in short.
-We're not short.
I weighed it before I left.
Look, I got a scale
in my truck.
We'll show you the real weight.
-Look, man, I don't
got time for that sh*t.
We're runnin' a little late.
Why don't we just
call it an even 900?
- f*cking unbelievable.
-Street value's 1.5.
-More like two.
-We look like some low-level
street dealers to you?
We're a pass-through company,
and my client's
gotta make a profit.
I mean, that's good
for business.
That's why
we're all here, right?
-Yeah, okay.
-Okay, 975.
-I'm still at 900.
- What the f*ck do you wanna say?
- No, no, no. He's fine.
-You got something to say, man?
-He's fine.
He's just young and dumb.
Just young and dumb.
Okay?
-Honestly, I don't think
it's too smart
to bring a live wire
to a deal like this.
-You're right.
-That's how m*therf*ckers
get hurt.
-Well, let's do this.
Then we go
our separate ways, okay?
So what do you say?
Nine-seven-five?
-Nine hundred.
-f*ck it.
f*ck these guys, Ax.
-I got a b*llet
with his name on it.
-Shut up. Shut the f*ck up.
Shut the f*ck up.
- He's gonna get
somebody hurt.
-No.
Okay.
Nine-five-zero.
Oh, that's good.
Look, 925 because I like you.
-Yo, f*ck these guys.
-Shut up.
Shut the f*ck up.
-Okay. Okay.
- Okay?
- 9-2-5.
-9-2-5.
I appreciate that.
You take the proper precautions?
-Our wallet's deep as sh*t
in darkest hell.
-All street dealers
deal in cash,
but I'm sure you got plenty
in your lockup.
-That ship has kind of sailed.
But if you guys
don't like crypto,
I can get the f*ck out of here.
I got a couple friends
at the agency,
make a call.
Y'all running around with a
million dollars' worth of pills.
- No, no, no, no, no.
- Chill out.
-It's all good.
It's all good.
- All right.
- Let's do it. Let's do it.
-Little man, check the wallet.
-It's only 920.
-Jaxson, what the f*ck
is going on?
Some kind of joke, huh?
-What are you talking about?
-Jaxson, what the f*ck
is going on?
- What's going on is-
- You f*cking me, huh?
-You didn't do the due diligence
to check the conversion rate
or check the host,
that's your problem.
I sent 925 to whoever's
on the end of that wallet.
They accepted it.
That's a done deal.
Get the f*ck away
from our product.
-Cade!
Cade!
- Ow.
-Axar.
-Axar?
-Oh, f*ck.
Who's the f*ck?
Oh, what the f*ck?
Those f*ck.
-Help. Hey, Kiki,
who else is alive?
- Um...
- Who else is alive?
- No one.
I don't think anyone.
- Oh.
-How long have I been out?
-Um, a--a couple minutes.
-We gotta get out of here.
Oh, we gotta get out of here.
They're gonna send--
they're gonna send backup.
-Did--did you just say backup?
- Uh-huh.
-Are these f*cking cops?
Are they--are they f*cking cops?
-Yeah, yeah. We got it.
We got their money.
We got those f*ck' money.
Kiki. Kiki, you gotta help me
get in the truck.
- Axar, you--you're not-
- Kiki.
-You're not gonna make it.
I gotta--I gotta get Lola Ray.
-Oh, help me. Kiki!
-No, I'm--Axar, you're-
- Help me
in the f*cking truck!
- You're not gonna make it.
I gotta get Lola Ray.
-Kiki, help me
in my f*cking truck!
Kik!
- Kiki!
- Oh, sh*t.
-Holy sh*t.
-Holy sh*t.
-Yo, stay cool.
All right, you lose control,
things get f*cked up real fast.
-I think they're all dead.
-That's quite an observation.
You're ready for detective.
Stay frosty. Hit the berries.
-What? Why?
-If anyone shows up, it looks
like we're investigating.
Do it now.
Now.
-I think this is gonna
work out for us.
-What the f*ck
are you talking about?
We need to get
the f*ck outta here.
-You need to keep
your f*cking head on straight.
All right? We're good.
No one knows we're here.
We're not on duty.
These guys are gonna go down
as bad cops and take the fall,
and we're gonna get the dope
and business keeps moving.
See?
Product survived.
Load it up.
I'm gonna do
a little housekeeping.
-Wait a second.
He's still alive.
He's still alive.
-Yeah, that sucks.
Sorry, buddy.
-What the f*ck are you doing?
-Do not act like you don't
f*cking get it.
He's one of my oldest friends
on the force.
But you know what?
We chose to f*cking be out here.
Now, what do you want?
He wants to survive
and go to f*cking prison?
You think he wouldn't do
the same thing to you or me?
We need to wrap this sh*t up
with no loose ends.
Get it? Load up.
-Grab the detector.
- What?
- Grab the detector.
- I'm getting it.
- What is it?
-How many dead bodies?
-I don't know,
like five or six, maybe.
-Okay. Most people commit crimes
with their cell phones, so.
-Ah, there it is. Seven signals.
-What do you mean seven?
That--that doesn't make sense.
-There's four-
-There's an extra signal.
- So four of the dealers--
-There's an extra signal.
-Well, well, well.
Would you look at that.
One of those signals
just went dark.
Sounds like someone
is so close,
they can hear us.
-Let's split up.
Go around the back.
- On it.
-Stand up.
- Tarley!
- Coming.
-Um, I--I--I'm just
a girlfriend.
Axar brought me here.
-What happened?
-What do you mean?
-The deal went bad. Why?
-I don't know.
I was told to hide
-and I did.
-What did you hear?
-Like, arguing.
-About what?
-Um, price.
I--I think it was
really i--i--intense
and then they just
started sh**ting
-Who shot first?
-I don't know,
it was--it was everywhere.
I just like--
-Did the money get transferred?
-I don't know.
-So you're worthless to me.
-I don't un--understand.
-Yes, you do.
-Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa. Okay--
-f*ck you.
-Okay, so it's like that?
- Come on, b*tch.
-Get up.
-Innocent little girl, are you?
You're a f*cking badass.
f*ck you.
-Axar, what are you doing?
-Not too late, baby.
We gonna get Lola Ray.
Start our family again.
Or I should sh**t you?
Eye for an eye and sh*t.
-She'd get the money anyway.
I already arranged for her
to get it if I don't make it.
I did it all on your burner.
But if you k*ll me now,
our daughter will stay in
the system until she turns 18.
And then she will age out,
and she'll get the money,
and she'll blow it.
And then she just
end up some...
lonely kid who got out
of the system,
just like you and me.
But I can make sure our daughter
has a chance at a new life.
-Oh.
-We had some
good times together.
-Yeah, we had some great times.
-I know, I know. All kinds, too.
I underestimated you,
Kiki girl.
You're a real player.
-No.
I'm not.
-If you leave me here,
they're gonna know
someone got away.
So get me in the truck, Kiki.
-Kiki?
I did my best.
Tell her...
I...
I'll tell her.
-I'm here to pick up
my daughter, Lola Ray.
-Oh.
- Let's go home.
-Um...
so I know the place is tiny,
but, um,
we've got a fridge, uh,
we've got a hot plate.
Um, there's this little patio,
and it's--
it's like another room, yeah?
And I know the place looks
a little bit shady,
but, um, the agency vets
everyone who lives in here,
so it's super safe.
Yeah, um, everyone who lives
here is, uh, on the right path.
-So it's like a foster home,
but for ex-cons.
-Yeah, sure.
Something like that.
There's families in here too,
with kids, and--
-It's great, Mom.
It's really great.
-Good.
I know that bus ride
was really long.
Um, I can make us a sandwich,
or we can go out and eat.
-Um, we may want
to shower first.
-Yeah. Yeah, you're right.
Um, the bathroom
is over here,
and, um, the fridge,
it doesn't have a ton of food,
but, um, I've been
learning to use the apps
and I can have something
delivered here.
Hey, uh, do you know anything
about crypto?
I've been dabbling with it
recently, and yeah, I like it.
Hey.
Are you okay?
-What about...
what about Dad?
-What about him?
-He lives in LA, right?
Does he know where we live?
-No. Your father,
he is out of our lives.
He will never bother us again.
-But he just called me
the other day.
What if he comes
looking for us?
It can't be that hard
to find us.
-Honey, he's gone.
-What do you mean?
-So, I--I found out,
my parole agent,
he told me that, um,
he started selling drugs again
and, um, he got
what was coming to him.
You know, I know your father
was not a good guy,
and I stayed with him longer
than I am proud to admit,
and--and I--I can't explain it.
He had a funny side
and an adventurous side,
and--and in another life,
I like to think that he would
have been a good person, okay?
But everything
that happened in the past,
I walked away and I burned
that bridge, okay?
All that matters is us right now
and--and our future.
Hey, I, I promise
we're gonna be safe.
We're gonna be happy.
You know what?
To hell with sandwiches.
Let's go
to a really nice restaurant
and--and celebrate you
coming home.
-Sounds good, but I don't, like,
have anything nice to wear.
And... Mom, really?
-I stink?
You know what, it's okay.
We'll go shopping.
-Mom, why don't we just
wait and--
-No. Okay, tomorrow
we will live small,
but today I want
to celebrate, okay?
I just gotta find a place
that takes crypto.
- Well, Kiki,
today you complete your parole,
which means that in the eyes
of the court,
you have satisfied
your obligation
and are no longer an inmate
of the State of California.
Congratulations.
I just need you
to sign these documents
and you're free to go.
-Just get--excuse me?
- Good morning.
- What are you doing?
-I'm Detective Ricardo with CBI,
and you must be Kiki.
I heard that today
you complete your parole.
-This is totally inappropriate.
-Oh, this won't
take long, Grant.
I'm just here investigating
the incident that occurred up
in the Coalinga area
a few months back
where, sadly, your husband,
Axar Van Doren, was k*lled.
-We were never married.
-But you share
a daughter, right?
Oh. Common law, I guess.
-Detective,
what is the meaning of this?
-I'm glad you asked, Grant.
You see, we didn't like
what we saw at the crime scene.
Things just didn't add up.
You know, nothing made sense.
For instance, we found
a lot of dead bodies and drugs,
but no money.
There's always money
at drug deals, right?
Not even any money
in Axar's truck
where he clearly drove away in.
So we started thinking,
hmm, maybe...
maybe there's someone else
who is unaccounted for.
And well,
for a detective like me,
loose ends are a real thorn,
especially when it comes
to rogue cops.
So, here I am investigating
all known associates
to the deceased,
of which you happen to be one.
-Oh no, I wasn't
Axar's associate.
We were in a relationship,
and then I went to prison,
and then nothing else
after that.
-Fifteen-year relationship,
that's quite a while.
- Off and on.
-Huh. You two met at a
group home
or something like that?
-Detective, this isn't the time
or the place for this.
-Oh, I'm sorry, Grant.
Is there a better time or place?
Like maybe at Lola's school
where you pick her up?
Or how about that
new dentist's office, huh?
-What dentist's office?
-I was going to tell you.
That job interview for
the front desk at the dentist.
I got it.
Yeah, I found out yesterday.
-Yeah, so did I.
You--you didn't know?
Oh, that's great.
Congratulations.
Maybe we could do this
then and there.
Would that be good?
First day on the job?
Have this discussion?
-No. No, I didn't think so.
Good. I'm a do-it-now
kind of guy myself.
Grant, 100 percent
of the things you do get done.
Now, Miss Kiki,
why don't you tell me
the last time you saw
your deceased husband
before his demise?
-He would drop in on me trying
to get back together.
A couple days
before he disappeared,
he cornered me on the street,
and I said to him the same thing
I say every time.
No.
-No? So you're saying
you didn't have anything to do
with any of his business?
-I got involved once,
and I lost my daughter over it.
Never again.
I have no idea
what happened to him.
-Hmm. Here's what I keep
bumping up against.
The very same night
this whole crazy fiasco
goes down,
you're traveling
from Los Angeles
to a juvenile residential
facility in Sacramento
to pick up your daughter
that you share with Axar,
who's 93 miles away
doing a drug deal.
-It's coincidence.
-Coincidence?
You don't own a car, do you?
-No.
I caught a ride.
- With who?
-I don't know.
- You don't know
who you rode with
from Los Angeles to Sacramento?
-No.
Because I hitchhiked.
-Hitchhiked?
Old school, I like that.
Well, what kind of car was it?
-Who were they?
-I mean, it was night time.
Like a little
crossover-type car.
Like grayish.
Nice couple, Mary and Jack.
-Mary and Jack. They were nice
to pick you up, right?
- I didn't get
their last name.
-Hmm.
The shootout occurred
between 3:09 and 3:18 a.m.,
and at 7:02 a.m.
on the very same morning,
you bought a ticket
from the Central Autobus station
on Sonora Street
in Stockton
to catch a bus, 7:30 a.m. bus,
heading to Sacramento.
Now that's 300 miles from here,
but only four miles
from where Axar was found dead
just a few hours earlier.
So tell me, Miss Kiki,
how come you thumbed 300 miles
to Stockton only to buy
a bus ticket for the last
40 miles? Hmm?
-That's all I could afford.
-That's all you could afford?
-I don't have any money.
-You don't have any money?
Look, I don't give a damn
about those who died,
the dirty cops
or the drug dealers,
they're all scumbags in my book.
But what I do care about
is loose ends.
Like I say, they're a real thorn
in my side.
So I can't have any loose ends
biting me in the a*s
on this case,
like some dirty money
popping up.
-Hmm.
I don't see how anything could
come back around after this.
Seems like just a bunch
of dead drug dealers to me.
-Well, if there's no
other evidence,
like the money,
I'm willing
to put this case on ice.
Grant, thank you for your time.
Sorry for the interruption.
Miss Kiki, good luck
on your new job...
and your new life.
Don't screw it up.
-Last day pushing
a broom, right?
-Did I wake you?
Nah, I was already awake.
-How are you gonna spend
your free Saturday?
- You know Marcy on 26?
- Mm-hm.
She wants to hang out
because her mom's working too,
so she invited me over
to chill in her room with her.
-I like her mom.
Um, I'm gonna send her a text
to make sure everything's good.
-Mom, you know you don't need
to worry about me
every single second.
I was on my own for two years.
-Then I got a lot of time
to make up for,
so I will be texting her mother.
-Fine.
- Love you, Lola Ray.
-Yeah, I love you too.
- Oh, Jesus.
-Are you...
Cade?
-f*ck.
-What the f-
-Shut up. Shut up. Shut up.
-Kiki...
I saw you drive away that night.
-What are you talk-
-Don't bullshit me.
I set up Axar's wallet.
I--I changed his VPN,
I picked his Tumblr,
I anonymized his email,
I set up the guardrails. Me.
And when I get back,
it's gone. Poof.
Who's the only other person
to survive?
You. So I know you took it
and I've spent the last
six months of my life
tracking it down,
trying to take it back.
I want that money, Kiki.
-I swear I don't know
what you're talking about.
-Okay. All right. Okay.
Listen to me.
Either I become a millionaire
or you're gonna die. Today.
And maybe even your daughter.
For six months,
I've watched you.
I know where you live,
I know where you work,
and I know where your daughter
goes to school.
She's a beautiful
young lady, Kiki.
Don't make me do this.
-Okay. Okay, I took it.
-Okay.
Now, we're making progress.
-I don't know what you want.
-I want what's mine!
Kiki, now.
I want your exchange number.
I want your VPN.
I want it all now.
-Okay, look. I don't have any--
I don't have any
of that memorized.
-Kiki, you stole
a million dollars in crypto,
and you can't find it?
That's bullshit!
-I swear I don't--
Okay, okay, okay.
I can try to remember.
Okay.
-You better start remembering.
-What are you--
-Kiki.
Kiki.
- Kiki.
- Kiki!
Stop! Kiki!
Where are you gonna go?
Where?
Where?
-I just want the money!
- Put me down!
- Cade, put me down.
Put me down.
-Stop!
Stop it!
-Threaten my daughter again,
you son of a b*tch.
-Why did you have
to make it so hard?!
I just wanted the money!
-f*ck!
Why? Why do you
have to make it so hard, Kiki,
when you could have
just given me the money?!
It's all I wanted!
It's on you now, okay?
It's on you. I--
I'm gonna hit you.
I'm gonna hit you in your face.
And I'm gonna hit you
in your hands until you tell me.
All I want is the money!
How hard is that?!
Don't make me hurt you anymore!
-Yeah, you hit me again,
I'm gonna k*ll you.
-You're gonna k*ll me?
You're gonna k*ll me?!
I am the alpha male here!
I am the alpha male!
What am I even
talking to you?
I--
Yeah.
I'm gonna f*cking k*ll you.
-Okay.
-It wasn't me
that started the g*n fight.
- Oh, my God. I just wish
he'd disappear.
And what is your take?
- A million dollars.
- See, we didn't like
what we saw at the crime scene.
-Things just didn't add up.
You know, nothing made sense.
For instance, we found
a lot of dead bodies and drugs,
but no money.
Now, Miss Kiki, why don't you
tell me the last time
you saw your
deceased husband
before his demise?
-Run!
- So do we need
to hide again?
- No. Honey,
we're gonna be just fine.
-These buyers, they're--
they're gonna pay by crypto.
So there's no money
counting and sh*t.
I mean, seriously,
it's in and out.
We can vmonos forever, baby.
-There is no us.
There will always be an us,
as long as we have
our daughter.
-No money.
There's always money
at drug deals, right?
Not even any money
in Axar's truck,
where he clearly drove away.
So we started thinking, hmm.
- They're managed by
- peer-to-peer networks
- Maybe...
- of computers running.
maybe there's someone else
who was unaccounted for.
Look, I don't give a damn
about those who died.
Hi, this is Cindy Crypto.
In this video, I'll explain
how to use a Tor Browser, VPNs,
-But I can't have
any loose ends biting me
in the a*s on this case,
like some dirty money
popping up.
Cindy Crypto here,
and today I'll discuss
how to anonymize your wallet.
...anonymize your wallet.
-Lola Ray, Lola Ray, Lola Ray.
Lola Ray.
-Mom, why are you acting
so weird?
-Because I just got
some excellent news.
-Yeah? What is it?
-We got approved.
-For what?
Mom, for what?
-We got our own place.
We're moving in next week.
-Oh, my God.
Mom, that's so cool.
- I know, right?
- Is it bigger?
-Oh, yeah. Of course.
Um, there's a real kitchen,
and there is a washing machine
and a dryer and two bathrooms.
-Two?
Does that mean...
-Two bedrooms.
-So I get my own room?
- We both get one.
I don't have to listen
to you snore anymore.
-Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
- This is amazing.
- I know, I know, I know.
-My own room.
-Um, there's one more thing.
-We're almost there.
-Mom, even for you,
this is a little dramatic.
-It's gonna be worth it.
Okay, ready?
-Ready?
-Mm-hmm.
-The car?
-The car.
What do you think?
-It's cute.
Is it...
-Oh, my God! No way.
Oh, I'm so proud of you.
You earned it, Mom.
-Thank you, sweetheart.
-Oh, my God.
-I have been saving and saving,
and I bought that this morning.
-I can't believe it.
A new apartment
and a new car in one day.
It's gonna be so hard
to live in our little place
until then.
-You know,
I thought the same thing,
so I rented us an Airbnb
through the weekend.
You wanna go
to San Diego a couple days?
-Mom, where are you getting
all this money from?
-You know, we lived tight
the last few months,
so it's time to live a little.
-Okay. Um, I'll go pack a bag.
-Oh no, no, no.
I already did.
In the back seat.
-So you secretly planned
this all out.
Damn, Mom, you're like
a master criminal.
-No, not really.
More like a girl trying
to live her best life.
-Okay, let's go.
- Your best life.
That's all about
the decisions you make.
For a long time,
I made some pretty bad ones.
But now, day by day,
nothing but good choices.
I still have secrets.
We all do.
And the past still knows them.
But the crazy thing is,
after everything burns,
a new life grows.
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