High Potential

You give Morgan Gillory a puzzle,

she won't stop thinking about it until it's solved.

- Hey, any news? - We found Roman.

- Sending you a photo now. - That's not Roman.

I think someone's been on my tail the past few days.

Maybe you should just hide the bag, because whoever Roman's running from

might not want what's inside getting out.

If we could just keep this between us.

We'll keep the circle small.

Let's run this stack of photos through facial recognition.

Who are you?

I want that backpack.

- A theft of major artwork... -Painted by Rembrandt in 1645.

The thief wanted this painting for a reason.

Rhys just flew in to help us find our missing painting.

I'm an art recovery specialist.

If I can recover the Rembrandt safely,

the insurance company can avoid cutting a rather large check.

You have any idea who it might be?

Well, the Internet seems to think so. Some call him Jean-Baptiste.

If we find The Young Girl,

we should be returning it to Miriam Weisman, not the Fosters.

So you go back to the crime scene on your own without a police escort?

But if we didn't, we wouldn't have gotten this.

Detective Karadec and I can handle it from here.

Are you kicking me off the case?

Don't worry. The ransomer will turn up soon enough.

That's our guy. Let's go! He was getting away.

Jean-Baptiste might not exist. He could be a myth.

The guard shot him in the left shoulder, and he fled empty-handed.

I'm down at the museum, and you're gonna wanna see this.

Our case just got blown wide open.

Oh, my God.

Damn it, Clark.

Dear God. That's not okay.

No, you're big mad. Yo. What's the problem? You love this kind of stuff.

You scared me. This is where I work.

Okay. I'm sorry. You love this kind of stuff though.

Not this kind of stuff, okay?

Okay, I'm sorry. I just couldn't wait to see you.

Been thinking about you all day.

-All day? -Well, most of the day.

-Mmm. -Give me some.

Mmm.

- Okay, let's go. - Yeah, let's get out of here.

Where are my keys?

Whoa.

And you didn't see anyone leaving the area before you found him?

No one.

Yeah, if she hadn't dropped her keys, we might not have even noticed him.

Well, if you think of anything...

Does this have something to do with the painting that got stolen?

Morgan.

-You called her? -I did.

You remember the museum director. Cyrus Carrow, 48.

Cause of death: Blunt force trauma to the back of the head.

Possibly his own tire iron, which is missing from his trunk.

So... ... our friend here has a $20 million painting stolen from his museum,

and two days later, he winds up dead.

What are the odds those things aren't connected?

Either he knew something about the theft or he knew who did.

Maybe they got to him before he could get to us.

Any chance we're looking at Jean-Baptiste?

Not likely. Jean-Baptiste stole paintings from across the world.

Cyrus wasn't a traveler.

Maybe he and Jean-Baptiste were working together.

Hmm. You think he's the one who called you to set up the ransom?

I didn't recognize the voice, but he did hand me the Polaroid.

So we can't be sure if our vic was a witness or an accomplice.

When was he killed?

Um, ME established time of death within the last hour.

Oh, thank God.

It's just good that we got here so quickly.

He was wearing this at the museum.

Yeah, so why would our killer leave a watch worth 200 grand on the ground?

Why go through all that trouble to take it off his wrist just to what, forget it?

Well, it's fake.

Yeah, if it was real, the second hand would glide

and not jump around when it ticks.

Plus, the engraving's too shallow.

Our techs will take a look.

Sounds good. I'm gonna skip out for a little bit.

-Everything all right? -Yeah, just kids' stuff.

Need a ride?

No, I wanna walk.

And a bin that needs to be emptied less often...

Oh. Sorry, just grabbing a towel.

-Made a mess. -That's okay.

-I'll get it. -Sure.

Morgan. Morgan.

What... You followed me?

You showed up to a crime scene and left two minutes later.

Yes, I followed you. What the hell's going on?

I think Rhys is Jean-Baptiste.

Rhys, the art consultant?

No, the peanut butter cup. Yes, same guy. Only I don't think he recovers art.

I think he steals it. Or both. I don't know.

I just know that there is a crate in his room,

and I think our Young Girl is inside.

Settle down. It's a painting.

Um... Okay. That's it?

You heard he's got an art crate, and now you think he's an international art thief?

No, I saw it, and I also saw a scar on his left shoulder from a bullet wound

just like Jean-Baptiste in the same spot.

-Okay, well, how did you see his scar? -Huh?

The scar. You said you saw it.

Um...

I can tell you're making a face. Could you translate that face for me?

Yeah. Yeah. You know.

He and I... We...

Oh. Oh.

You know what? It shocked me too. I don't know. Can we move past that part?

We have to rethink this entire investigation.

Okay, I think you're being a little dramatic.

No, Rhys has been with us every step from the heist to the murder.

I understand that. That's why I need to peek inside that crate.

Morgan, you can't break into someone's room without a warrant. You know that.

Obviously, if I find something important,

I'm gonna say that I saw it when he invited me in.

That doesn't make it better, Morgan.

Now you're just adding perjury to an unlawful search.

Good point. I'll jot that down.

Morgan. Mor...

Hey.

Well, hello. Where did you disappear to?

Um, I had to go work on another case.

-Oh. -Yeah, I know.

It's like I wish people would just stop killing each other all the time.

You know, it's like it's enough already.

Well, I may head back to my hotel room soon.

Why? Um, I just... There was so much work to be done over there, right?

And what's-what's going on with that watch? Remember that watch?

-Are you sure everything's okay? -Yeah, yeah.

Because we kinda got interrupted earlier.

We really did.

Maybe... I don't know. We can pick things up where we left off.

Did you find the painting?

I found a painting. I did not find the painting.

So we have no idea if Rhys is Jean-Baptiste or our killer.

I'm pretty sure he's Jean-Baptiste,

but we both know he's not our killer because he has an alibi, remember?

Right. Well, a scar's not enough of a smoking gun, Morgan. We need more.

Well, I'll find more.

It's how you'll get more that worries me.

You know what? I don't need this from you right now.

And I don't need Wagner going off on you again.

So if you really think Rhys is Jean-Baptiste,

we need to bring the captain up to speed.

Absolutely not. No.

The only thing you need to do is get the captain to bring me back on the case.

And how should I go about doing that exactly?

Well, you can start by keeping your mouth shut

about everything that happened in the hotel room.

Hmm. Okay. So lie to my captain

about where you were and how we know what we know.

Just come up with something that makes sense

and-and makes the captain trust me again.

You're making this harder than it needs to be.

I'm sorry.

So now we need to catch a thief and a murderer.

Detective Karadec, glad you could join us.

Captain.

Gillory. I'm sure you'll find another case in need of your unique talents.

They're gonna have questions about the victim at the press conference.

What do we know about Cyrus Carrow?

No priors, no kids, unmarried, was born in the Philippines

and got a master's in Sculpture here in LA.

Cyrus was the museum director for five years.

We looked into all the staff after the heist. Nothing flagged.

What about his social media?

This was his last post taken two hours before he was murdered.

Find out where. What about our ransomer with the tinted windows?

We ran the plates. The car is registered to a Lou Fowler.

We put a BOLO out on the car.

Any connections with Jean-Baptiste?

Nothing yet. We still don't know who he is or if he even exists.

I'm a skeptic, but... ...I'd love to be proven wrong.

And the ransomer hasn't called you again to make any demands?

No, none of my contacts has seen or heard a whisper

about the stolen painting on the dark web or anywhere else.

Maybe it just hasn't surfaced or whoever took it is being real careful.

Great. So we're looking for an art thief and a car thief who could be the same guy,

but the only suspect we've been able to identify

is still Miriam Weisman's grandson.

So will someone find out what he was doing while Detective Karadec

and I were running every red in the city?

My father bought that painting in 1932. We lived in Krakow.

I was the only one in our family that survived.

When the Nazis came, they took everything.

Morgan and I could go by Cyrus's place, see if we can find anything.

Just you, Detective. Morgan's benched.

Forrester and Ozdil, if there's a connection

between Cyrus and Jean-Baptiste, I wanna know.

Let's hope we have a hell of a lot more to say the next time I talk to the press.

Go follow him.

So what's good around here?

Uh, you can have some of my carrots or somebody else's pretzels.

So this is the consultant's corner, huh? Where we wait to be called on?

You maybe. Not me. I'm out.

Look, about earlier, I truly had no plans. I was... It just...