Will Trent

Previously on Will Trent ...

Let's talk about Paul Campano.

Get off me, Trashcan.

You know each other?

Paul and I grew up together in the children's home.

I can't believe you guys are still hooking up.

You know there's a whole world out there full of people, right?

-You have nightmares? Me too. -Four nights out of seven.

I was gonna kill you.

There is a monster in there after all.

You brought calamity upon our family.

- -

See you soon.

No!

Why are you doing this?

Please. Don't.

- -Oopsie.

-Sorry about that. -

- -

The victim, Joelle Hornbaker, could have escaped. She stopped.

Why?

Death was waiting in the opposite direction.

The angle of these nails suggests the killer was much taller,

assumed to be male.

Given the unique choice of weaponry,

he wanted Mrs. Hornbaker to suffer.

No signs of forced entry anywhere,

and it doesn't look like anything was stolen in the house.

Anyone get a hold of her husband?

Eli Hornbaker was notified an hour ago.

He's on his way back from a business trip in Memphis.

The killer knew she was alone.

Mrs. Hornbaker was the target of this home invasion.

How are we doing there?

I'm not finding anything.

No smudges, no fabric impressions, nothing?

Not a one.

Well, keep looking.

The killer wiped down the scene.

Nothing we haven't seen before.

But how often do they clean for prints and leave us the murder weapon

for us to find?

Never.

She reached for this drawer...

to get a knife to defend herself, a chef's knife.

So where is it?

You collect a knife?

Nope.

Maybe the killer took it with him.

She could have defended herself and gotten a piece of him.

No. I didn't let her get that close.

You?

-What? - Excuse me. No. I... Let me through.

I live on this street. I have some information.

-What the hell is this? -I didn't come to talk

to a schmo in a uniform.

Let me talk to the main guy, whoever's in charge. Not you.

Paul?

Will. Thank God. See? This is what I meant.

This is who I talk to.

What the hell are you doing here?

I live down the street. I moved a couple years ago.

Okay. Remember my partner, Special Agent Faith Mitchell?

Yeah, hi. Listen, I know who did it.

Paul, this looks like a toddler drew it.

What? It has all the key descriptors.

Big, burly, bag, beard, brunette. Five Bs.

Do your job, go find him.

When did you see this individual?

4:00 a.m. This morning.

What were you doing up at 4:00 a.m.?

-4:00 a.m. club. -What?

Studies show that people who get up at 4:00 a.m. are more productive,

maximize their day and live five years longer than the average person.

You just made all that up.

I'll send you some podcasts.

Please don't. And what do you do every morning at 4:00 a.m.?

Morning meditation, followed by a red-light mask,

followed by some journaling, Peloton ride, cold plunge, eastern sun exposure.

I've never felt better.

So, when did you see Mr. Beardo Baggins over here?

Yeah, so I went out to get my meal plan, that's when I saw the guy.

He was right next to Joelle's house.

Joelle's.

Yeah. Joelle and Eli's house. Eli and Joelle's house. Eli's house.

-She was a beautiful woman. -Was she?

Paul, were you and Joelle Hornbaker intimate?

Oh, God, Eli!

-Hey. Hey, hey. -You killed her, you son of a...

-Eli! Eli! -

He was sleeping with Joelle. She tried to break it off, and he killed her.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. I broke it off with her.

Hey!

Hey, listen, I am sorry for your loss,

but I'm gonna need you to calm down

before I have to put you under arrest.

- Get him out of here. -Let's go.

Okay.

The truth. Right now.

-I didn't kill her. -But you had an affair.

Well, okay, look, I was...

I was over there for a dinner party like last year, okay?

We're at the table. I'm across from her.

All of a sudden, I feel her foot on my crotch.

-Oh. Paul-- -No, no, it's not as sexy as it sounds.

She was drunk. I mean, she was, like, really digging around in there

-like she was trying to find her keys. -Paul, this is serious!

Yeah, I know it's serious! She was brutally murdered!

We'd hook up when Eli was away for business. It was very casual--

When's the last time you two saw each other?

Last night.

Last night. You mean before she was killed?

I only went over there to break things off with her, which I did.

-Then we had breakup sex. -Oh, great.

So, you're telling me we're gonna find your DNA inside the victim?

-Hmm? -

-Probably, yeah. -Then you ran up to the crime scene

claiming you saw a shadowy, bearded, faceless man.

You know what you sound like to me?

-The murderer. -The murderer.

I don't think he's the murderer.

I think he's a stupid, stupid man, but he's not our guy.

Well, he's the last known person to see her alive.

And we'll get DNA.

There's something different about this case, Amanda.

I don't have it all figured out yet,

but this was not a crime of passion.

Killer is patient, cold, detail-oriented,

none of which reads like Paul Campano.

Will might be right.

Eli Hornbaker insisted the nail gun wasn't his,

so I traced the serial number to a Brent Shipley.

-Did you reach out? -I don't think he'd answer.

Brent Shipley was killed last year in a home invasion.

Same MO too. No fingerprints and a weapon left at the crime scene.

You both know what that means.

Serial killer.

What's it look like?

Hit-and-run. No witnesses.

A bagel? Are you kidding me? Softball season right around the corner.

Kinda feels like you don't care.

Mmm. Everything.

Who thinks this is a hit-and-run? The car's still here, O'Hara.

Yeah, well, he hit the guy and then ran on foot.

The car's registered to a Benjamin Price.

Well, it should be easy to solve.

You just had to get pregnant during softball season, huh, Polaski?

Dude, the pregnancy was unplanned.

Yeah, except no one on our team rounds the bases like you do. Irreplaceable.

Hey, what color's the vic's hair?

Black.

Well, I got some white hair here and some blood too.

Yeah, his eyes are swollen shut. Whole face is swollen.

He's red, but it doesn't look like road rash.

Can't even tell where this guy got hit.

You know, Heidi Klum was in Victoria's Secret's runway show

five weeks after she gave birth.

Ooh. You just walked into a propeller, bud.

Don't you ever compare me to Heidi Klum again,

or any other woman who snapped back in five weeks.

-I have a gun. -Understood.

-Okay. - Got it.

Take a look at his neck.

Yeah. Broken trachea, at least.

Still doesn't explain the puffy eyes.

Oh. Pepper spray.

Okay, so...

dude gets hit with pepper spray, has an allergic reaction,

stumbles out into the street and gets hit by a car on the throat.

That's not real.

You're right. Because this is the driver. His name is Ben Price.

He's 35 years old and not an organ donor.

Our victim was the driver? Who did he hit?

And where are they? And why is he dead?

Well, he got a couple of texts from somebody named Luna.

"What did you hit?

Are you okay? I can't believe you hung up on me."

-Let's find Luna. - Let's find Luna.

- You don't want that, do you? -What?

That's definitely Daddy's nail gun.

He always joked it was the first Father's Day gift

he didn't have to wear on his feet.

Have you ever seen these people before, Sandra?

I can't say that I have.

What about the day your dad was murdered?

I know it's painful, but is there anything that you can share?

My story hasn't changed.

I stopped by to visit Daddy,

and I found him laid out in the living room, dead.

His head was busted open with a bat.

The irony is he hated baseball.

-He didn't own the bat? -Uh, I never saw it before in my life.

You know, I-I came here today

hoping there was some new information about Daddy's killer,

but it looks like I'm back here playing storyteller for y'all again.

-I know that it's-- -You don't know a damn thing!

Nothing.

You're right. You're right. I do not know anything about your pain or your loss.

But I do believe that this murder is connected to another murder,

which means that we have more information than we did before.