(soft clicking)
LOGAN: Honey? You in here?
Somebody's been a busy bee this morning.
Oh, eggs and bacon. My favorite.
(exhales) You sleep okay?
Oh, my neck is killing me.
So much for that water-filled pillow
my mom sent me for my birthday.
(clicking continues)
(sighs)
I said I was sorry.
Okay, fine.
Tonight, we can watch whatever you want.
Hmm?
(grunts)
Uh...
(breathing unsteadily)
♪ ♪
(elevator bell dings)
I feel incredible.
KNIGHT: That's because you're dehydrated.
And delirium is a side effect of dehydration.
(laughs) Just admit it, you had fun this morning.
Okay, you were a little too sweaty for me.
Do we even want to know?
Nope.
Oh, relax.
Hot yoga. Ah.
Yikes. No, I'm with Knight: too much sweat.
I prefer baked goods.
(gasps) Anybody?
Triple D's Donuts? These are always sold out.
How'd you get them? I didn't.
They're a little too mainstream for me, but...
I'm coming around.
They were here when we got in.
KASIE: Aren't these donuts
triple delicious?
I got up at 5:00 a.m., waited in line
for over an hour, but, oh, it was so worth it.
Totally worth it.
And that is item number 29 crossed off my Dream Docket.
Dream Docket?
Oh, it's a list
of a hundred things I have always dreamed of doing.
Is, uh, "Riding a motorcycle" on the list?
Good eye. Riding the open road on two wheels
is number 26 on the list.
Torres, lessons start on Monday.
Okay.
And Grandmaster McGee,
you could help me with item number 30 on the list,
"Become a chess prodigy."
Prodigies are usually children.
I could be a late bloomer. Oh, speaking of blooms,
rumor has it that you just bought
a Philodendron gloriosum.
I'm gonna need a clipping. Number 12 on the list.
There are rumors about my plants?
Oh, and Knight, we're taking a falconry class
this Sunday, 6:00 a.m.
(whispers): Don't be late. Ca-caw.
That was weird.
You think maybe there's something in these donuts?
(phone beeps)
(grunts softly)
Well, we'll have to find out in the car.
Attempted murder in Waldorf. Let's roll.
All right, our stabbing victim is Logan Donohue.
He called 911, was taken to Walter Reed.
Going into surgery as we speak.
Any idea who stabbed him?
Nope. 911 operator says he was barely conscious on the call.
Hospital thinks he was stabbed
with a straight-edged instrument about four inches in length.
I'll take a paring knife for 500.
Or cooking scissors for three.
You guys don't use them?
They're a game changer.
Anyone heard from the wife?
McGEE: Lieutenant Rachel Donohue.
She was not in the house when the paramedics arrived,
and police have not been able to reach her.
Where's she stationed?
Joint Base Andrews. Hasn't reported in yet.
Hmm. Well, I'll take some blood samples,
and hopefully, none of it's hers.
All right. Early morning attack.
Nothing appears to be missing.
We looking at a kidnapping here?
More like a domestic dispute gone wrong.
I got the 4-1-1 on Donohue's wife.
The neighbor saw her drive off this morning in a hurry.
You got a time?
7:00 a.m. on the dot.
That's right after Logan called 911.
That means she was in the house when he was stabbed.
That's not a good look.
Oh, and it gets better.
The neighbor saw the lieutenant drop this in the trash
as she was leaving.
Cooking scissors.
300 points for Knight.
All right, not a kidnapping,
which means our missing wife is now our missing suspect.
Probably on the run. Anyone feeling like it's BOLO time?
McGEE: I'll talk to highway patrol,
but, um, you know, she could be a hundred miles away by now.
OFFICER: Whoa, whoa, ma'am. You can't come in here.
RACHEL: I live here. Or not.
Hey, hey. Let me in.
What are you doing in my house? Relax.
Where is my husband?
PARKER: The paramedics took your husband
to the hospital after you, um...
...stabbed him?
After I what?
Logan and I have been married for almost ten years.
I would never do anything to hurt him.
We've got your prints on the assault weapon.
PARKER: And Logan's blood
on your robe in the bedroom.
And this is a done deal.
And you claim that you don't remember what happened.
McGEE: Think maybe
you did stab him.
No.
Except yes, you did.
The only question now is why.
Uh, for some reason,
juries are keen on motive.
So either you can give us one now or we can wait
until your husband's out of surgery.
I already told you,
I don't even remember getting dressed this morning,
let alone what happened to Logan.
(grunts)
My head is killing me.
So, what do you remember?
Um...
I got home late from work last night.
I'm an aviation maintenance officer.
I'm on base right now,
but normally I'm on a carrier for half the year.
That must be hard on your marriage.
We have our problems.
Just like anyone else.
I'm away so much, and Logan's job at the FDA
keeps him pretty busy when I am back.
But our marriage is rock-solid.
Okay, so you came home late from work.
Then what?
I went to bed around 11:00 p.m.
The next thing I remember, I...
I was in my car in some parking lot.
I had no idea how I got there.
I got scared.
I drove home and then I found you standing in my kitchen.
And I saw the blood.
Oh, my God.
(exhales)
What if I did do this?
Have you ever blacked out before?
No, but I...
I have been having some weird health issues lately.
Describe "weird."
Bad headaches,
my skin gets cold and clammy and I feel like I'm gonna faint.
Google says it may be an anxiety disorder.
Have you seen a real doctor?
Yeah, just a few days ago, actually.
We talked and he ran a bunch of tests.
(scoffs) He told me to come back next week.
You mind if we have a chat with him?
I didn't really stab my husband, did I?
TORRES: Come on, man. She's using us to build an insanity plea.
I don't know. The lieutenant seemed pretty rattled.
Maybe the memory loss is from PTS
or some trauma we don't know about.
I don't know, man. This just smells funny to me.
Especially that, uh, "weird health issue" thing.
Dr. Marley? NCIS Special Agents Knight, Torres.
Do you have a moment?
Just a sec. I'm in the middle of a rally.
Maybe you need to hold the badge a little higher? Mmm.
It has to do with a patient of yours
who was involved in a stabbing.
Sorry. I've been trying to beat this yahoo for a month.
Plus, I can't discuss patient information without...
Without a signed, uh, HIPAA waiver?
Bada bing.
Lieutenant Donohue.
Yeah, I remember her. How can I help?
When you examined the lieutenant,
did you notice anything unusual?
Any disorders that could cause blackouts?
Any, uh, violent outbursts?
I ran her blood, did a standard exam.
She passed with flying colors. Physically, at least.
What does that mean?
She asked me to run
a full psychological battery as well.
And her answers were...
inconsistent.
Inconsistent with what?
With any standard diagnosis.
Her responses were all over the map.
Like, maybe she was trying to, uh, fake being crazy?
"Crazy" is not a standard diagnosis.
But now that you mention it, it might explain things.
McGEE: Hey, I heard a rumor you got
the lieutenant's search history.
Find anything helpful?
Sadly, I didn't find "how to fake an insanity plea,"
if that's the kind of thing you're asking, but...
I did find a few odd trinkets.
Was she planning on taking a trip?
Oh! Actually, that's for me. Item 62 on my Dream Docket.
"Caribbean cruise."
Like, maybe the cruise Delilah's mom went on?
The one where she found a dead body in the sauna?
Maybe not that one.
Kase, you think you're going overboard
with this whole Dream Docket thing?
Everything okay?
Oh, I'm fine.
You know, I just, uh...
It was my New Year's resolution to finish
the list by the end of the year.
I'm just getting a late start.
(exhales) So many dreams, so little time.
What about you, McGee? What's on your Docket?
Uh, right now? Finding out what was so "odd"
about Lieutenant Donohue's search history.
I see what you did there.
Um, her searches were par for the course this past year.
Tech, travel, fashion.
Then, suddenly, six weeks ago,
she started searching for things like
"how to tell if you're going crazy"
and "I feel like I'm losing my mind."
That's a little on the nose.
Well, maybe that's her plan. Laying pipe for her defense.
Or maybe she really was going crazy.
Thankfully, not my department.
But something must have happened six weeks ago,
because she took a page from my Dream Docket.
Item 41: "Go on a spending spree."
She opened a couple new credit cards and racked up
over $20,000 worth of debt.
$5,000 for a reclaimed wooden chair?
The Donohues had bigger problems than a reclaimed wooden chair.
Eh, she says they were happily married.
Was that before she stabbed him
or after they did nine months of couples therapy?
Couples therapy?
According to their bank statements,
they went twice a week, starting last May.
I don't think it worked.
I told you we had problems, but we worked through them.
(sighs) Okay, fine.
Things came to a head late last year,
but our therapist is a miracle worker.
Logan and I have never been better.
Mm. I'm not sure that, uh, Logan would agree.
Every couple has rough patches.
What was this rough patch about?
Your credit card debt?
Uh, credit card debt? I don't have any debt.
I didn't... (scoffs)
I didn't buy any of this stuff.
Really?
A $500 air fryer?
Did you see one of those in my kitchen?
So what do you-- what do you think actually
is happening here?
What's your theory?
(laughs): That I hatched
some plan six weeks ago to make myself look crazy
so that I could stab my jerk husband and plead insanity?
Your "jerk" husband?
How many times do I have to tell him to pick up his clothes
before he will listen to me? You tell us.
Day after day, I have to ask him to wipe down the table.
He just won't wipe down the table after he eats!
Night after night... Sit down, Lieutenant.
...the snoring. He sets the thermostat too low.
Sit down! I haven't had a good night's sleep
in I don't even know... All right. Sit down!
(gasping)
Lieutenant? What? What is it? Lieutenant?
Whoa, whoa, whoa.
I got you.
I got her, I got her. All right.
RACHEL: I told you,
I don't need to go to the hospital.
I feel better now.
Except, uh...
maybe a little hungry.
Okay.
Uh, why don't you take her upstairs,
get her something to eat?
Thank you.
You're welcome.
(stammers)
Agent Torres told me what I said earlier and, um,
that wasn't me.
I love my husband.
AGENT: After you.
She didn't seem like she loved him in interrogation.
I know. I saw the tape.
And I actually think I might be able to explain it.
Kasie ran her blood,
and her thyroxine levels are through the roof.
Thyroxine?
It's a hormone produced by your thyroid gland.
Also known as T4.
Too much can lead to headaches and memory loss.
Violent outbursts?
JIMMY: At the extreme levels that we found?
Yes. Are you telling me
that Lieutenant Donohue stabbed her husband
because her thyroid is out of whack?
Well, not quite. We also found a T4 stimulant
in her blood, and it's not natural.
It's synthetic, like a, like a pill or an injection.
What, is she taking something?
Well, she says no. And if that's the case...
Someone's drugging her?
And I think I know how.
She was having trouble breathing when she came down,
so I took a look at her lungs.
They're clear, but the X-ray showed me this.
At first, I thought it was a birth control implant,
but the lieutenant said she didn't have one.
In fact, she's never had an implant of any kind.
So how the hell did it get there?
No clue.
But by the way her T4 spiked
and then went back to normal so quickly, I suspect
this implant is the cause.
Now, I suggest getting it out of her immediately,
before something else happens.
RACHEL: This is the thing that was in my arm?
And you had no idea it was there?
No.
How is that even possible?
We're trying to figure that out.
But our medical examiner confirmed
it's the source of your thyroid issues.
And your symptoms.
The blackouts, the violent behavior.
Why would somebody do this to me?
We're trying to figure that out, too.
We're taking the implant apart
and hoping to track down whoever made it.
You said your symptoms started six weeks ago.
About that, yeah.
You have any surgical procedures around that time
where you were sedated?
I had a root canal. Uh...
They put me
in a twilight sleep.
And my...
my arm was sore afterward.
We're gonna need the name of that dentist.
I have to tell Logan.
He has to know that this wasn't my fault.
He's still recovering from surgery.
My family...
we don't talk too much.
Hell, I wasn't even invited to my cousin's funeral last year.
But Logan, he's always been my rock.
He thought he had me beat. (grunts softly)
But that's when I showed him a straight flush.
(speaking indistinctly)
(laughs): Exactly. Didn't know what hit him.
MILA: Dr. Kimball?
There's some officers
from, um... Federal agents, actually.
NCIS. We'd like a word with you?
Uh, of-of course.
Uh, Mila, can you finish up?
Mm-hmm.
Uh, now you think about those veneers, okay?
And remember, floss. Mm-hmm.
We are, uh, here about a patient.
Lieutenant Rachel Donohue.
Uh, hmm, doesn't sound familiar.
She had a root canal about two months ago.
Oh, I-I'd have to double-check my files.
Why are dentist's offices so weird?
I don't know, man. I kind of like the dentist's office.
Yeah, the comfy chair, the spa music.
You know, senior year, I discovered I had twice
as many nerve endings in my mouth as a normal person?
I didn't know you were so sensitive, McGee.
(loud thud)
Dr. Kimball? (thud, squeaking)
You keep files on the roof?
Yeah.
McGEE: Well, looks like you've got quite
the gambling problem, Doctor.
Even a few misdemeanors for bookkeeping.
That was years ago. I-I'm on the straight and narrow now.
Mm. Says the man who, uh, just tried to escape.
McGEE: Let's try this one more time.
Do you remember Lieutenant Donohue?
Did you implant something in her arm while she was sedated?
Okay, look, if you talk,
we'll put in a good word with the DA. If you don't,
I'm gonna pretend you're my childhood dentist.
Mm, you don't want that.
Going once...
Going twice.
Okay. Okay, listen.
All I did was give Rachel a-a simple root canal.
And?
And I gave her an in-injection.
What kind of injection?
(sighs) I don't know.
I was contacted over the Internet.
They said all I had to do was give Rachel this shot.
They promised it wouldn't hurt her,
a-and that they'd pay my debts.
That must have been some debt,
considering you violated every oath you took.
I got in deep last football season
with some really bad dudes.
I-It was either this or get my legs broken.
How'd they pay you?
They wired me the money.
If I give you some of the info on these guys,
maybe this could go away?
Your kids need braces?
I could do it for free.
If you could expedite that, I would appreciate it.
Thanks.
Let me guess, the scuba equipment you ordered
is running late?
Uh, no, it's, um...
Mm. It's nothing.
Is that the, uh, last sample of Lieutenant Donohue's blood?
Mm-hmm. Uh, any luck tracing the implant?
No, not yet. I've taken this thing completely apart
and still have no idea who made it.
Fascinating biotech, though. Way ahead of its time.
It's made of a polymer
that's safe enough to be in the body for years.
You put whatever medicine you want in here.
And it comes out through this membrane.
And it's programmable, so you can control
the amount released with your phone.
That suddenly sounds a lot less cool and a lot more scary.
Like, "a whole new way for hackers to kill people" scary.
Or, in this case,
"crank up the dosage enough to drive you crazy" scary.
I can't believe this was in her without her knowing,
messing with her hormones, her memories.
Everything okay?
Hmm? What? Yeah. Why?
Uh, Jess was just telling about your, uh, your Dream Docket.
The donuts and the motorcycle lessons, all that stuff.
Made me think that
everything was maybe not okay?
Oh, my God, because I'm eating donuts
and taking motorcycle lessons?
Also, you've been evading me. What?
I am totally not evading you.
Yes, you've been evading me.
Kasie, come on, we've been through too much, all right,
for these kind of shenanigans.
Is something going on?
My aunt was recently diagnosed
with early-onset Alzheimer's.
Oh, Kase. I'm so sorry.
I got tested a few days ago,
to see if I have the high-risk gene that, um...
I'm sure you know
all about that. Um...
And I'm waiting on my test results.
So that is why
you wanted to finish your Dream Docket.
I thought I had all the time in the world, but maybe I don't.
Okay, forgive me, but do you think
maybe you might be overreacting here?
No, it depends on the results.
Uh, you're right, a-and I know how hard waiting can be,
but I think there's no need to panic.
Jimmy.
I am allowed
to freak out however I want to.
Okay? And you don't know what I'm feeling.
You're right.
I-I don't know exactly how you're feeling, but...
But you just want to help. Okay, I get it.
So why don't you help by letting me
get back to tracing this implant?
(grunts)
If I hear the word "proprietary" one more time...
Not getting anywhere with the biotech companies?
Well, half of them refused to speak to me,
and the other half accused me of being the competition.
Well, competitors have been stealing each other's tech
for centuries.
Lightbulb, telephone...
Monopoly.
The board game? Yeah, it used to be called The Landlord's Game.
It was made to teach people how terrible capitalism was.
Well, that backfired,
because every capitalist loves that game.
Not me. Last time I won at Monopoly, I was nine.
Been chasing that high ever since.
Any luck tracing that payment to our dentist?
Uh, the trail dead-ended at a shell company.
Kasie's working on it.
Someone went to a lot of trouble to hurt that woman.
Unless we still think she's playing us somehow?
No. No, the lieutenant is no longer a suspect.
She was the target.
I might have a lead on who was targeting her.
I figured someone was keeping tabs on her
with all that was going on, so I checked out
the Donohues' doorbell camera footage, and check it out.
Well, that's creepy.
What's he doing? He's just staring.
Yeah, he does the exact same thing the next two nights.
Donohues have a stalker?
Or maybe he had to get closer in order to adjust
the dosage on that implant.
You get a shot of his face?
This is as good as it gets.
(phone chimes) Oh. Kasie has a lead.
She tracked down a piece of the implant.
It was a patent filed by a start-up biotech company
in Sterling.
Biotech start-up. I'll take it.
Do I even have to ask who wants to go with?
BOTH: McGee.
McGEE: I read about these in NanoTech Today.
It's a microfluidic chip
that can run all kinds of medical tests
from a single drop of blood.
Fool me once. Theranos, anyone?
Whoa.
What's that?
That, gentlemen, is a human liver.
Or at least the start of one.
I'm Adriana Broussard,
CEO of Dynamical Labs.
Hi. NCIS Special Agent McGee, this is Special Agent Parker.
That liver took my Regenerative Medicine Team
eight months to grow.
Does it work?
Is that why you're here?
To discuss our synthetic organ work?
We're actually here to discuss something a little smaller.
Hmm. Dynamical Labs actually thinks big by thinking small.
Our true calling is microbiomechanical systems.
Such as replacing these old cochlear implants
with artificial auditory nerves the thickness of a human hair.
Whew. The technology behind it would astound you.
Would you like a tour?
As much as we'd love a tour,
we really need to ask a few questions.
Of course. Happy to help.
Are you working on any subdermal,
micro-drug delivery systems?
Yes, but I can't go into any detail,
as that work is highly confidential.
Work like this?
Where did you get that?
Pulled it out of a woman's arm.
That's not possible.
That was a prototype from a program
that was shelved six months ago.
Why was it shelved?
The FDA came out to do an inspection,
and they felt the product was too risky.
The FDA?
Do you remember exactly who from the FDA did the inspection?
The safety officer's name was Logan Donohue.
PARKER: The lieutenant's husband.
Funny coincidence.
I'm guessing people get pretty upset
when their programs get shut down?
Our engineers devote their lives to their projects.
Donohue's name is like a curse word around here now.
What exactly is going on here?
Sounds like payback.
"You ruined my life, so I'm going to ruin yours."
And this was emailed to our stabbing victim Logan?
Yeah, we started digging into his accounts
after our visit to Dynamical.
Yeah, that was sent to Logan
after he got the implant program shut down.
You suspect that one of the fired engineers sent it?
Well, according to the CEO we spoke with,
over 40 engineers lost their jobs when the program was cut.
I mean, some of them had devoted
their entire professional careers to it.
But why put the implant in Lieutenant Donohue?
The guy who wrote this
said he wanted to ruin Logan's life.
So, any luck tracing that email?
Working on it. And we're looking over the list
of fired employees, seeing if anyone stands out.
(phone chimes) Kasie's still trying to track the payment to the dentist.
You might want to try talking to Logan himself.
Yeah, when he wakes up.
He's awake.
That's the hospital. He's up.
Wants to talk.
All right, we'll get someone there ASAP.
Right. Just be careful.
Someone wanted to get revenge on this guy.
They may not be done.
These are the engineers from the implant team you shut down.
We think that, uh, one of them sent you that threatening email.
Uh, nobody's standing out.
(sighs) This is all my fault.
If I didn't shut that program down,
none of this would have happened.
You mind if we show you one more photo?
This guy's been hanging around your house.
Look familiar?
Yeah, he does, actually.
When I took the trash out last week,
I-I saw a guy wearing that exact same hoodie.
Did you get a look at his face?
No, but I-I saw him drive off in a, um...
a silver Prius.
Thank you, Mr. Donohue.
When can I see my wife?
She wanted to wait until you asked for her
before she walked in.
(chuckles) I'm asking.
I'm so sorry, Logan.
Honey, you're not getting rid of me that easily.
Come here.
(exhales)
Ooh. You're a hard man to find.
That was kind of the point.
(laughs)
Office rugs getting steam-cleaned?
No, I just lately found that my office is starting to feel
a little too much like my office.
(chuckles) Plus, at night,
I can get a lot more work done down here
without any distractions.
That would be me. Um...
Here is the analysis on the implant you requested.
Uh, word of warning, it's not exactly light reading.
I'll keep my medical dictionary handy.
Is there something else, Miss Hines?
Actually, there is.
Uh, I apologize for asking, but I heard that you dealt
with a pretty major health scare not too long ago.
Totally understand if you don't want to talk about it.
My doctors thought I had lymphoma.
Thankfully,
it turned out to be something that was benign.
But you didn't know that right away?
No, I most surely did not.
How did you handle it?
Waiting for your results, not knowing
whether your entire life was about to change.
Well, um...
it wasn't my finest moment.
I couldn't stop imagining all the things in life that...
I might miss out on.
Walking my daughter down the aisle.
Holding my first grandchild.
You must have been pretty relieved
when you got your results.
Actually, I-I was able to find peace even before then.
I realized that, cancer or not,
my future wasn't a given.
You never know what's waiting for you down the road.
Ever.
No disrespect, but that sounds like the tagline
for a horror movie poster.
Or the greatest love story of all time.
You just never know.
So I just decided
I was gonna live every day like it's my last.
That way, I'll never be disappointed.
(exhales)
Thank you.
I hope it helps.
(clears throat)
KNIGHT: Any luck finding that silver Prius?
You know, I don't know what's worse.
Combing through traffic cam footage
or combing through septic tanks.
When did you comb through a septic tank?
You know, McGee, some things you just don't want to talk about.
Mm. The point is that dozens of Priuses
drive by Logan's street every day.
It's a shame his stalker didn't drive something cooler.
Like a Corvette.
Yeah, or like a Porsche.
Or a Miata.
Huh?
Brah. Ugh.
Hey, hey. Don't be hating on Miata now.
They're cheap,
reliable, unlimited smiles per gallon.
I had one.
Back in '95. (sighs)
Rest in peace, Red Bandit.
Do you need a moment?
No, I'm good. I heard we got a new lead on our stalker?
Yes. We compared the fired engineers
to the stalker on the doorbell cam,
and narrowed it down to nine suspects.
Any of them drive a silver Prius?
Surprisingly, no.
Maybe we're barking up the wrong tree with these engineers.
No, it's the right tree.
I'm looking through the engineers'
social media profiles.
One of them has this tattoo.
Is that the Golden Snitch from Harry Potter?
No, actually, that tattoo is of the fairy Ragadar
from the Kingdom of Avis.
It's a video game. Oh.
That fairy matches the logo
that was on our stalker's hoodie.
All right, bring in our fired engineer for a little chat.
Never seen that guy before.
Really? Because this is the FDA officer
that got you fired from Dynamical.
Must be rough going from a biotech engineering job
to, uh, making kitchen sinks.
I'm a faucet valve engineer.
(laughs) Okay.
So, if you don't know him,
then why are you spending so much time
lurking on his sidewalk?
That could be anyone.
You've got an identical hoodie hanging in your closet.
KNIGHT: And we found this email on your laptop
to Logan.
"You ruined my life, so I'm going to ruin yours."
That could mean anything.
Oh, I think it means
that you blame Logan for ruining your life.
Lost your job, your home, your marriage.
And now you live in a tiny little apartment
and you don't even own a real couch.
It's not illegal to own inflatable furniture.
No, but felony assault is.
Wait, what?
Logan's wife stabbed him.
Because this was implanted in her arm.
You put it there.
That's felony assault.
It was probably easy enough for you to steal.
Then all you'd have to do is bribe someone to implant it.
Okay, can we just slow down for a second?
I'm sorry, McGee, I'm starting to lose count.
How many charges is that?
Uh, well, we got stalking, bodily harm...
I didn't steal that implant.
...bribery, assault, corporate theft.
I said I didn't steal this implant. Logan did.
Go on.
Okay, okay. Geez, look. Look.
The day that I was fired,
I saw Logan swipe one of the prototypes.
Logan?
Yeah. And I figured that he was swiping it
for the competition, but I also figured,
hey, if he was gonna make a quick buck, then so was I.
You were gonna blackmail him.
The email that I sent him was the warning.
And then, uh, I was gonna, I was gonna
go to his house and I was gonna confront him.
And then, I-I made it as far as the walkway a few times,
but I never worked up the nerve to knock.
So, if Logan stole the implant to sell to the competition,
how did it end up in his wife's arm?
Well, you're asking the wrong guy, aren't you?
Do we believe him?
Don't know. He doesn't have any proof.
Well, I guess we wait till Torres gets to the hospital,
we see what Logan has to say.
We got a problem.
I was finally able to trace
the shell company that paid the dentist,
and you'll never guess who it belonged to.
Logan Donohue. Logan Donohue.
Damn. How'd you know that?
(phone ringing) Well, I guess now we got our proof.
Parker.
When?
Okay, get the lieutenant back here.
What?
That was Torres. Logan's rabbiting.
He checked himself out about an hour ago.
Must have known we'd figure it out.
Bolted first chance he got.
He didn't even tell his wife he was leaving.
Oh, that's not the only thing Logan didn't tell her.
I was processing Logan's laptop when I found an email chain
between him and an estate planning attorney.
That sounds riveting. Oh, right.
Normally, this stuff makes my eyes bleed.
But not this time.
Logan wanted the lawyer to draw up
a power of attorney document, giving him full control
over his wife's finances.
On what grounds?
He claimed she needed to be put in a conservatorship
because she was unable to care for herself.
But that was four months ago.
Before she even started getting sick.
I think he was getting a head start.
He knew what would happen once that implant went in.
But why go to all the trouble?
The lieutenant has over $20,000 in credit card debt.
Actually, she doesn't.
(keyboard clicking)
PARKER: It seems it was your husband
who opened those credit cards in your name.
KNIGHT: We think he wanted you to appear
financially irresponsible to help bolster his case.
If he just wanted me gone, why not just divorce me
like a normal person?
We don't know.
We were hoping you could help us figure that out.
Well, I sure as hell don't know.
I mean, Logan is the reason why I'm working on base
instead of a carrier.
He said that he wanted me closer.
(scoffs)
Oh, my God.
I am such an idiot.
It was all a lie.
Love makes you see the best in people.
He must really hate me to do something like this.
We need to find Logan. Do you have any idea where he might be?
I don't know.
I don't know anything right now,
except that I just, I need to go home.
It might be better if you stay.
I'm really done with people telling me
what to do.
I'm going home. Yeah, no, of course. You can go.
We'll let you know
as soon as we hear anything.
Could you give Mrs. Donohue a ride, please?
Yes, sir. Thank you.
This way, please.
You really think that's a good idea?
I think she knows where her husband is,
but no way was she gonna tell us.
She wants to kill him herself.
Probably.
Honestly, though, at this point,
she could be in on it.
RACHEL: You always loved your grandpa's cabin.
When I found out you left the hospital, I...
I knew you'd come here.
Had to give the NCIS agent
watching my house the slip, though.
Why was the NCIS watching our house?
Because they know everything.
I tried to call you when I left the hospital,
but my-my phone died.
Stop.
I know what you did to me.
Rachel, listen...
The last time I hurt you,
I had no idea what was happening.
And this time,
I know exactly what I am doing.
(grunting)
(panting)
Tell me.
Why did you do this?
Tell me.
Your cousin.
After she died...
...she left you a trust fund.
Kelly?
I hadn't even spoken to her in years.
Why would she do that?
(grunts)
You got a letter from a lawyer six months ago.
She didn't have any heirs,
and you were her next of kin,
so everything went to you.
So you...
you decided to hide the letter from me?
How much was my life worth?
PARKER: Put down the ax, Lieutenant.
I know you're angry, Rachel, and you have every right to be.
Don't throw your life away for him, Rachel.
Hands!
Cell phone.
LOGAN (over phone): You got a letter from a lawyer six months ago.
I wanted to make sure that he didn't get away with this.
...and you were her next of kin.
So everything went to you. Yeah.
Yeah, you can't get rid of me that easy.
RACHEL: So you, you decided to hide the letter from me?
(recording shuts off)
JIMMY: So, Logan was planning on divorcing Rachel.
Until he intercepted the letter from the cousin.
Then he found ten million reasons to stay.
Ooh, that is a lot of reasons.
If they divorced or she died, he couldn't touch the money.
The only way to get his hands on the dough
was getting Rachel into a conservatorship.
So, why are you getting rid of that? Doesn't fit?
Oh, no, it fits great.
Turns out, I don't really like motorcycles.
(chuckles) And I may have gone
a little overboard
trying to get through my Dream Docket so fast.
Wait, does this mean that you got
your Alzheimer's test results back?
Oh, it's in my email right now.
Haven't even opened it yet.
Want to open it together?
That's a really sweet offer...
...but I think I know what I want to do.
(exhales)
Now you won't know if you have the gene.
If knowing changes the way I live my life,
I'm living it wrong.
Uh, about yesterday...
Already forgiven.
Plus, I come bearing gifts.
Now, I know it's not on your Dream Docket,
but I thought that we could play your favorite video game,
Slayers, Spells and Starcraft 4.
I brought popcorn. Oh...
You ready to get your butt kicked by Kana-Hune?
Bring it on.
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