Kaira and Eliot got the call from Nate that they had another job. Their mark, Dalton Rand - a man masquerading as a psychic for tv viewers. Kaira, Parker, and Nate decided to go to one of his shows to see what he does. The trio waited in the very long line. "So, this is where he shoots his show, huh? Surrounded by warehouses and storage lockers?" Parker questioned. "Well, it's uh, local cable access. He's self-financing - you know, probably trying to score a bigger payday - network or something, probably." Nate inferred. "Yeah, you're right about that. I've hacked Rand's website, stole his passwords, and used them to access his e-mail. You know, this man has his computer hooked up to the city's free wi-fi? My nana could hack this thing." Hardison said from the van that was around the corner with Tara. "Hardison. Not everyone is a genius as you." Kaira said. "Thank you. Well, after looking at Rand's computer, it looks like there's gonna be a network scout from WMN in the audience today. Sounds like he's trying to go prime time." Hardison said. "Tv show means a control room. I'll see what I can find." Eliot said on comes from inside the studio. "Makes sense. He goes on a network, he can reach more people. More people means more chances to pull the same scam like he did with the client's sister." Kaira pointed out.
Then Parker, Nate, and Kaira walked in and sat down, Parker and Nate next to each other, Kaira sat behind. An older blond woman turned to Parker and Kaira. "Who are you hoping comes through today?" The woman asked the ladies. "Nothing. Uh, nobody. I don't want to talk to anybody." Parker said, rather quickly. "Nobody worth mentioning." Kaira answered. Parker seemed really uncomfortable. "What's wrong?" Nate asked Parker, whispering. "I just don't like psychics okay? They freak me out." Parker whispered. "Parker, just relax, okay? We're only here to see what Rand's tricks are." Kaira told Parker, holding her shoulder to calm Parker down.
Then start up music started and Rand popped out and waved to the crowd, who was clapping. "Thank you all for coming. I'd like to just jump right in here, because I'm feeling an energy. It's coming from... someone over where." Rand motioned to the opposite side Kaira, Parker, and Nate were on. "Uh... an M. Mmmm..." Rand said like he was trying to figure it out. "I'm Monica." A random woman in the audience said. "I'm getting an L name that connects with you. Lucky. Lucy." Rand said, throwing the names out. Kaira already caught two of the tricks. The cold read and the mics and webcams she saw outside. And under the seat when she went to go sit down. "Lucille?" Monica questioned, answering Rand's unspoken question. "It's... maternal energy. Your grandmother, is that right?" Rand asked Monica. Monica confirmed it. "You should know she's very proud of you." Rand finished. The audience clapped.
Kaira heard Eliot finding the studio and planted the device so Hardison had access to the feeds. "And we're in. Now we see what they see." Hardison said. "What is that smell?" Tara asked Hardison. "What smell? I-I just washed this thing. You could eat off the floor." Hardison said, offended. "No, there's definitely a smell." Tara said before Kaira tuned back in to Rand.
"There's something else coming through right now. It's, uh... is it - is it Fred? Or - or Frank?" Rand asked the audience, hoping to get a reaction. "I got a gecko named Frank." Nate said, causing the audience to laugh. "He's alive, though, yeah. I mean, at least he was this morning when I left. Are you trying to tell me something about...?" Nate said, hoping to throw Rand off. "It's uh, it's not a gecko. You shut yourself off to the energies that are around us, but your friends here - they're a little more receptive. In fact, I'm getting two energies right now. Both are definitely family. I'll start with the blond lady first. Is it your father?" Rand said, causing Kaira to perk up and try to keep herself and Parker calm.
"No. No, both are siblings." Rand said, walking up, causing the flight or fight response in Kaira to start kicking in. "You, a brother, and your friend back there, her sister." Rand started. Kaira tried to keep calm to trick Rand, but it was too late. She was falling for the trick. Kaira just tried to keep Parker calm. "You were both very young. It was an accident." Rand said to Parker. "I see a road. I see... a car. But your brother's not in the car. He's in the street. Wheels. I see wheels. A skateboard. No. A bicycle. Was he riding a bicycle when he was struck? He's been gone a long time from you now. He's sorry that he had to leave you. He knows... that you feel responsible. But he wants you to know it was an accident. You taught him to ride that bike, didn't you?" Rand went, causing Parker to get emotional. Kaira kept holding onto her shoulder, so she wouldn't leave just yet.
"I'm seeing a hospital." Rand said, focusing on Kaira. She tried to keep a straight face. "Cancer, wasn't it?" Rand asked Kaira. "You are treading on some thin ice, Mr. Rand." Kaira said, growling as a warning to back off as she was emotional. "She wants you to know all those nights you stayed by her side were the best moments of her life." Rand said. Kaira had enough and burst out of her seat as Parker ran down the steps and Kaira punched Rand. She was breathing heavily as she stood up and Rand was composing himself. Nate grabbed Kaira and calmed her down. "You asshole. I know damn well what you did." Kaira whispered to Rand, warning him as she walked out to meet with Parker. Nate followed behind. "Damn. He is good." Tara said, quietly. "He should be shot." Hardison said. "I second that motion." Kaira growled as she found Eliot, who heard her outburst. He calmed her down some and Kaira and Parker drove home separately.
They laid against the couch, red-eyed and glassy from crying. They just sat, hugging each other as they tried to settle down. Soon, the rest of the team walked in. "Parker. Kaira." Nate said, concerned. "You know, it's been almost exactly nine years since Kasey died. And eight years since my parents died. I just miss her." Kaira started crying again, thinking about Kasey. Eliot walked over and sat next to Kaira, hugging her as the rest of the team sat down. "There's no way he could have known that stuff. I've never told anyone. No one. Ever." Parker said, still emotional and upset. "Parker, he didn't know anything." Nate said, about to explain what happened. "No, Nate. Kaira said we'd find a trick up his sleeve. She said we'd find a trick. Well, we didn't find a trick, did we? He knew things. He's really psychic." Parker said, causing Kaira to hug her to calm down. "Parker we did. Someone else explain it. I'm too tired to." Kaira said, trying to calm herself and Parker down. "He's not a psychic, Parker. He's just a con man." Eliot said, holding Kaira's hand to calm her down.
"He just did a cold read on both of you. That's all." Nate said. "He just asked questions and used your answers to guide him." Tara continued explaining. "But we didn't say anything." Parker said, her voice breaking. "You didn't have to. Can I show you something?" Nate asked the girls softly. Kaira nodded yes. Nate nodded to Hardison to pull up the footage of Parker and Kaira's reading on the screens. "Right - right - right there. Do you remember when he asked you, "Is this energy that I'm getting - does it have anything to do with your father?" Do you remember? Well, you furrowed your eyebrow. You might as well have told him no." Nate said. "And they when he keyed in on your brother and Kaira's sister - right here - both of your eyes widened just slightly. And Kaira showed anger, so he knew he hit the spot with that." Tara explained. "And then he just guessed, Parker. He got a hit when he said you were both very young, and he just went with the odds - an accident of some kind." Hardison explained calmly. "But he knew about the bicycle." Parker said. Kaira squeezed her hand. "Parker, he said wheels. He moved to skateboard, but you told him about the bicycle." Kaira explained, still trying to keep herself in check. "No, I didn't say anything." Parker reiterated. "You have a tell, Parker. Your mouth opened slightly, and he noticed your surprise. Then he guessed. And he read me like a damn book. I tried to stay calm, but he just hit the spot, and I just snapped." Kaira said, trying to keep calm.
"He used all of these things during the reading - how your breathing changed, if your shoulders were raised or slouched, how you were holding your hands if your lips were pursed." Tara explained. "But what about the other people in the audience? He knew names and relationships." Parker questioned. "Yeah, the hot read. What he does is he researches before the show, gets himself armed with as much information as possible to help him with the readings. It's not really that much different than what we do." Nate explained. "But he doesn't know who's gonna be in the audience ahead of time." Parker pointed out. "Well, no. No, he doesn't. He doesn't know... until they're there." Nate said. "When we were in line, Parker, I clocked cameras and mics everywhere to pick up anything he could use." Kaira explained to Parker. "He also has a plant. He's got an assistant who stands in line and pretends to be part of the audience." Tara said. "And that person feeds him the information about the readings in his ear using earbuds just like we do." Nate said. Hardison then pulled up a screen showing cameras and mics. "Guys, there's like... a dozen hidden cameras and the bug Eliot planted in the control room. I got audio feeds off of 20 hidden microphones that were taped to the chairs in the audience. I-I got names, people they wanted to contact, dates." Hardison said. "And that is what Rand has hidden up his sleeve." Nate concluded. "So, what do we do now?" Tara asked, wondering what the plan was.
"Cut off his arms. And his head. Yeah. I want to kill him. Can we make that happen?" Parker asked, serious. "Yeah. I can - I mean, I could..." Eliot offered, causing a chuckle from Kaira. "Thank you, baby. But that won't be satisfying." Kaira answered, turning to Eliot, offering a smile. "Or we could give him exactly what he wants. And then make the world think that he's the greatest psychic that ever lived, and then, in front of the network and his audience, we destroy him." Nate said, looking at Parker. Parker chuckled softly and smiled at the idea. "How do we do that?" Eliot asked. "We go and steal the future." Nate said. They went to make a plan as Kaira and Parker calmed down. Hardison canceled some of Rand's meetings and got Tara's alias ready and Kaira was waiting, watching for Rand two days later.
They set Tara up with Nate, acting like she was reading his hand. Rand arrived and started walking to them, chirping his car alarm. "Here he comes." Tara said, cueing Nate to start his thing. "Just incredible." Nate said. He got out of his seat as Rand watched. "Here, let me give you something for - for all you've given me." Nate said, getting up and reaching for his wallet. "Please, you know I can't accept that." Tara said, acting like she was dismissing the offer. "You know, I always thought you guys were, you know, fakes. And I just saw this one guy the other night -" Nate tried arguing. "That's not why I do this." Tara told Nate. "You sure?" Nate asked before putting his wallet away and leaving.
Kaira caught Rand walking up to Tara as she followed Nate to the van. "How may the spirits serve you today?" Tara asked Rand. "Maybe they can explain why you keep... poaching my clients." Rand said. Tara chuckled. "I must apologize, Mr. Rand. It's true I've had more visitors lately, but I had no idea it was at your expense. I'm Bethany. Bethany Noble." Tara said, apologizing and introducing herself. "The, uh, outfit is a little on the nose, but other than that, I got to say, I find your shtick amusing." Rand said. "I'm sorry?" Tara questioned Rand. "Working out of a coffee shop? No neon lights. No tarot cards or ouija boards. So, what's your story? You got me curious." Rand told Tara. "Two years ago, I was diagnosed with a brain tumor. The doctors removed it, but ever since... I guess you could say I was twice blessed - with renewed life and with this gift." Tara said. "You're serious." Rand questioned. It was silent for a moment. "Do you feel the scar?" Tara asked. "All right then. Tell me something that only the spirits would know. Tell me about my father - how he died." Rand said.
Hardison quickly started typing on his computer. "Don't worry. I got you, girl." Hardison said. "Wait a minute. We didn't give her that scar, did we?" Eliot questioned, holding Kaira. "No, we did not." Nate said. Hardison filled Tara in. "Well, I could channel your father, Mr. Rand, but that might be difficult seeing how he's still alive. Indiana, isn't it? Do you still have the prayer book he gave you?" Tara told Rand. "What's wrong?" Tara asked Rand. "I felt something." Rand said. "Nate had me rig the table with a mild electrical current." Hardison said, holding the remote. "You electrocuted him?" Eliot questioned. "Yes, I did. It helps sell the bit." Nate said. "I approve." Parker said. "Thanks, Parker." Nate said to Parker, amused. "No. Her agreeing with you is not a good thing." Eliot said. "Relax, cowboy. It won't kill him, just scare him a bit. Like getting shocked with static." Kaira chuckled at her husband. "Okay. You saw through a trick question. Doesn't mean anything. I'm a known commodity in this city. You could've looked me up." Rand said, not buying the act. "The spirits are all around us, watching us, guiding us. I don't need to look people up. The spirits tell me all I need to know." Tara said. "You're clairvoyant." Rand realized. "They're clairvoyant. I just listen." Tara said. "What do they say about me?" Rand asked. "You want to know your future." Tara said. She got ready. "They're calling you a different name. Do you know the way, José?" Tara said. "What?" Rand questioned. "They're saying José doesn't pay his tickets, and it will burn him. Don't ask the officer for help. He has his own problems. But don't worry - you're the life of the party, so celebrate. And bring extra cash because you won't have enough. A day late, a dollar short, and if you don't look both ways, you'll never live to see tomorrow." Tara said. "Okay. Listen, I think I've heard enough. Lady, I love your act, I really do, and I wish you all the best with it. This is my turf. Stay off it." Rand said. They got ready as Rand entered the coffee shop. Parker got his wallet as he left, and then Eliot drove away with his car. Rand then left. They waited all day as they continued turning everything Tara said into reality, with Nate nearly running Rand over.
They waited until the next day and saw that Rand was passed out on the table Tara went to sit at. She brought him coffee and sat down. "Have you been here all night?" Tara asked Rand. "Bethany. It happened. All of it happened just like you said it would. How do you do it?" Rand said, desperate. "I'm just a conduit. I don't do anything. I simply speak what's on their minds." Tara said. "You got to come work for me." Rand offered. "My gift is just that - it's a gift. It's meant to be shared, not bought and sold. And you're a charlatan, Mr. Rand. I can't be a part of that." Tara said, slightly offended. "Oh, no, no. See, I did my homework. You need me... just as much as I need you. You're in debt up to your ears. You got no steady stream of income. You will never pay off those hospital bills." Rand said. "How did you get my credit report?" Tara asked. "It doesn't matter. What matters is you and I - we can help people." Rand said, trying to get Tara on his side. "You want to use my gift to make you famous. How is that helping people?" Tara questioned. "Come on! It's just for a little while, till you get back on your feet." Rand said. "It would only temporary." Tara said, giving in. " Absolutely. Only... you got to tell me something. How do you do it? Honestly." Rand questioned Tara. Kaira thought back to the day before, where they set Rand up. Parker switched the coffee cups around and stole Rands wallet, Eliot was laughing as he drove away with Rand's car, and then Hardison set up the meet up with the officer and the fortune cookie, and then Nate and Kaira nearly ran Rand over in the car. "The truth is, I have a lot of help." Tara said. Rand left, satisfied, and drove Tara to his studio for a tapping.
The rest of the team was in various spots around the studio, waiting to aid Tara in giving her the information to sell to Rand. Rand brought Tara into the control room and got her set up. Hardison and Nate were back in the office, Kaira and Eliot were outside the studio, waiting for the start, and Parker was in the line, checking people in and scanning I.D's and credit card for Hardison. "Okay, you ready?" Nate asked Hardison back at the office with Nate. "You do realize what you're asking me to do is impossible, right?" Hardison questioned Nate. "There you go." Nate said, probably giving Hardison his two-liter orange soda. "And my gummy frogs. I need my gummy frogs." Hardison said. "You serious?" Nate questioned. "Yeah." Hardison said. "Second drawer left the fridge, Nate. That's Hardison's candy stash that I filled yesterday." Kaira pointed out, leaning against the wall with Eliot. "Thank you very much, Kaira. I appreciate it." Hardison said. "You're very welcome Hardison." Kaira chuckled slightly. "Okay, Parker, how's the harvest?" Nate asked. "Excuse me. Hi. There's no food or drink in the auditorium, Miss." Parker told someone. "Oh, Sorry." The lady said. "Thanks. Uh, I can only get one wallet at a time because someone is making me return them. And I still don't get why we're not just making this guy dead." Parker said. "Yeah, well, that's why you're on wallet detail." Nate said. "And humiliation is much more satisfying, Parker. Just saying." Kaira pointed out, remembering Blackpoole. "Okay, guys, show's about to begin. Tara, it's on you." Nate said, signaling the start of the job. Eliot and Kaira started looking at the cars, getting what information they could.
"Got it." Tara said. "The people that we've lost - they are not gone to us. They're on the other side, and they're trying to make contact with us, to guide us, to console us. And all of us here have at one point or another wanted to talk to them one more time. Tonight, we're gonna do just that. I feel a presence." Rand said. "Third row, aisle, yellow dress." Parker whispered to Tara through comms. "Third row on the aisle. The woman in the yellow dress." Tara said. "Got her." Hardison said. "Right there." Nate pointed out. "Sandra Kimmel, hairdresser. Credit score is really low - 580. Last posted statement - paint store, truck rental." Hardison said. "We got a 17-year old Cutlass. There's a breast cancer ribbon on the rearview mirror..." Eliot said. "She's also got some financial magazines in the back." Kaira pointed out as well before they moved on. "This presence... is someone that you loved very much. It's..." Rand said, waiting for Tara. "Her mother." Tara said. "Your mother." Rand said. "Yes." Sandra said. "Breast cancer. She died last year." Tara said. "She was taken from you just last year. Breast cancer." Rand said, not missing a beat. "Yes, t-that's right." Sandra said, getting emotional and her voice breaking. "Tell her her mother doesn't blame her for the salon going under." Tara said. Kaira was impressed with what Tara was getting right. "Your mother - she knows how much you wanted your business to succeed. It was a salon, wasn't it?" Rand said, selling the bit. "Yes." Sandra told Rand, gasping. "Her mother also knows how hard she worked on the painting, the construction." Tara said to Rand. "Your mother says that your whole life, you never asked for help. Never. She knows that you built that salon with your own two hands, and she's proud of you, no matter what happens." Rand said to Sandra. The crowd clapped in approval.
"I'm feeling another presence. It's..." Rand said, waiting on Tara again. "It's a man this time." Rand said. "I got a truck - Michigan plates, covered in mud. Two suitcases in the back." Eliot said. "Probably an all night driver." Kaira pointed out as she and Eliot went to check another vehicle for Tara. "He drove all night to get here. He didn't even check into his hotel." Tara said. "Mm, right, big floral arrangement posted to his credit card a week ago. He cancelled a fly-fishing trip the same day. Do you know what you're touching? Do you know?" Hardison said, starting to argue with Nate. "His father died last week." Tara said. "He got a call from the National Transportation Safety Board." Parker said, giving Tara more information. "It was a private plan. It went down." Tara informed Rand. "Your father died in a plane crash last week." Rand said to a guy. "That's right. How'd you know?" The guy said. "He knows... that you two had your differences, and he loves you. But he wants you to be safe. Driving 10 straight hours from Michigan to get here - that's not safe." Rand said. "That's my dad." The guy said, causing the crowd to clap.
Hardison got himself ready again. "Margaret Kusen. Both parents deceased over 20 years ago. She hired a private investigator last month." Hardison said. "She's not here to talk to anyone. She wants answers about her husband." Tara told Rand. "The spirits are telling me one thing - your husband is hiding something. I'm sorry. That's all I'm getting." Rand informed the woman. "It's okay. That's what I wanted to know." The woman said. Rand ended the show for intermission.
"I'm sorry I couldn't give you more." Tara told Rand as they walked out. Kaira and Eliot watched to make sure they were okay. "More? Are you kidding me? Save it for the pay-per-view event. I'm telling you - I'm starting to rethink this network deal." Rand said, impressed with Tara as they kept walking in the parking lot. Kaira heard a van coming. "They'll still come to the show, right?" Tara asked Rand. "Oh, yes they will come. Are you kidding? After what you did in there..." Rand said before Eliot interrupted, seeing the van pull up. "Tara, you got company." Eliot warned. The van pulled up and grabbed Rand, putting a black sack over his head as Eliot and Kaira ran to help Tara out. Eliot rammed into a guy against the van and Kaira went toe to toe with another guy and Tara fought another guy. The guys knocked the couple back and got in the van. Eliot made sure Tara was okay as Kaira ran alongside the van, trying to open the door to force them to stop, but the door was locked as the van pulled away and Kaira joined back up with Eliot and Tara. "Nate, someone just grabbed Rand." Kaira reported as they left to meet back up at the office to discuss details.
They gathered around the table. "Any theories?" Nate asked the team. "Maybe someone didn't like their psychic reading." Eliot said. "Or maybe someone liked it too much." Nate suggested. "I buy it." Kaira answered, liking the theory. "What do you mean?" Parker asked Nate. "Rand told me this was the best show he ever did." Tara said. "Now, everyone was there at the show to talk to the dead except that woman at the end - why was she there?" Nate asked. "Her husband. She thinks he's cheating on her." Tara said. "How'd you know that? All I said was she hired a private investigator." Hardison said. "Married woman in her 40's? She's not looking for the Maltese Falcon." Tara said. "What do we know about the husband?" Kaira asked Hardison. "Uh..." Hardison turned to his laptop. "Here's the guy she came in with. Let's see what the facial recognition says about... oh, hello. Nickolas Kusen, age 44. He did time in Riverview a few years back for armed robbery." Hardison said. "One of the thugs who tried to grab her had a prison tattoo." Eliot said, remembering the fight. "So, what - Kusen has a secret, and he's gonna kill Rand so he doesn't reveal it? That'd be good." Parker questioned. "No. Kusen probably wants to use Rand to contact someone involved in the crime he was busted for. You want to kill someone, you don't put a bag over their head and throw them in a van." Kaira pointed out. "All right, Kusen needs Rand for his psychic abilities. That's why he was being so secretive around his wife." Nate said. "So, let me get this straight - we did such a good job convincing people Rand was really a psychic that we got him kidnapped?" Parker questioned. "Which means that we have to find him, rescue him, and then, you know, take him down. Let's go to work." Nate ordered. He turned and walked away, causing the team to split.
Kaira took Hardison aside. "You know what this reminds me of?" Kaira asked Hardison, teasing him. Hardison looked at Kaira, already knowing what was going to happen next. "Yes, I know, woman." Hardison answered, annoyed as he started searching on his laptop. "The job where you oversold our covers and got us kidnapped by Russians." Kaira said, showing she still wasn't happy about that incident. "Woman, I said I was sorry." Hardison argued as Kaira chuckled, going to help Tara look through financial reports. Hardison soon had something to report. "I tracked the van using the city's CCTV traffic cams. They made a right on Willoughby and a left on Dunsmire. It looks like they're heading east." Hardison reported to Nate as Kaira and Tara looked through the financials and Eliot and Parker headed to a body shop.
"Okay. Give me some good news on the financials." Nate said to Tara and Kaira walking towards them. "They're all over the place, probably cash-based operation with import and export involved." Kaira informed Nate. "You know that body shop Kusen pays property tax on?" Parker told the team as she and Eliot walked in. "Let me guess - not a body shop?" Nate guessed. "It's a parking lot." Eliot informed them. "Hey, guys. I managed to track them as far as Tremont before I lost them, but they're definitely somewhere in the north end." Hardison informed the team, all looking at the screens. "If I had to guess, I would say they're being-" Hardison said before Tara spoke up. "Union Wharf? And I can do you one better. I've got an address." Tara said. They all left to take Tara to the location.
They soon arrived. Eliot, Kaira, and Tara started walking up to the warehouse. "All right. We're gonna be right outside. We can be there in seconds if you need us." Eliot told Tara as they arrived. "Let's hope I don't." Tara said. "Hey, we mean it. Watch yourself." Kaira said as Tara started walking, giving Kaira a smile before continuing to walk.
It was a moment before Tara spoke. "Excuse me." Tara said calmly as Kaira heard guns cocking. "Are you... gonna keep him long? Because we have a show later." Tara said, still calm. "And who are you?" Kusen asked Tara. "She's... with me. M-Ms. Noble. She and I, we work together. How'd you find me?" Rand said. "The spirits told me. They said you needed my help." Tara said. "Ahh. So you're psychic, too. Join us, join us. Get the lady a chair." Kusen said as he ordered his men. "As I was, uh, just explaining to Mr. Rand... I have a bit of a problem. Uh, several years ago, I was involved in a short-term business venture with a very high rate of return. An associate and I had gone into this endeavor together, but before we could split the profits from our enterprise, an unfortunate misunderstanding forced me to spend a few years in upstate New York. Have you ever been there? It's beautiful this time of year." Kusen said. "Yeah, it's - it is beautiful. Beautiful. Gorgeous." Rand said, fear in his voice. "Anyway, when I returned to claim what was mine, Mr. Brancato wasn't particularly forthcoming with the information. He passed away without revealing... it's location. And now you see my dilemma." Kusen said. "You robbed a bank, and you want us to help find where your partner hid the money." Tara concluded. "My wife is such a big fan of yours, Mr. Rand. She seems to think you have a knack for this sort of thing, so I hope it's true because this is only gonna go down two ways. Uh, you don't find the money, and I kill you... or you find the money, and I consider not killing you. So, what do you say?" Kusen said, not giving much of a choice. "Uh... Y- uh..." Rand said, trying to make something up.
"Well, at least he's not cheating on his wife." Parker said from inside the van with Hardison and Nate inside. "Okay, I found his ex-partner, Cesar Brancato. Now, his name was on the lease for the body shop that Kusen supposedly owned." Hardison informed the team. "Okay, this guy wants a bag of money? Let's get him a bag of money. Everybody listen up." Nate said before telling the team the plan. Kaira tuned in as Rand failed to get the point with Kusen, however, Tara was more successful. "I'm seeing something. It's a car, an old car. I'm walking around it now. The license plate's missing. It's a Chevrolet - A Chevrolet Malibu." Tara said, getting all the info from Hardison. "That's what he drove - A '78 Malibu." Kusen confirmed. "If we follow the car, it'll lead us to the money." Tara said.
They left the warehouse to a car park that was behind the storage units behind the studio. Kaira had gathered up the money and passed it off to Parker to plant on the car with the forged registration Hardison made. "Buy me 10 seconds." Parker said as Tara did that, pretending to faint slightly, sighting her "visions" as the reason. Kaira was helping Eliot gather materials for the storage unit they were filling. "Good to go." Parker told Tara, giving her the all-clear. Kusen had his men search the car. They found the keys that Parker planted from Nate, who got the keys for a storage unit. They drive to the storage unit and Kaira, Parker, and Eliot were trying to unload everything in the unit. "Guys, we're not ready. We got to stall. We got to stall." Hardison warned. "No, I-I'm sorry. I've lost my connection to the spirit world. I-It... it's like a car battery. I just need to recharge." Tara said, trying to buy time. "I've waited long enough." Kusen said. Before Nate intervened, acting as the owner. "I need to see your records." Kusen said to Nate, cocking a gun. "Just a few more minutes Nate. Keep 'em busy." Hardison said. "Are you cops?" Nate asked them. "Yeah. We're the K-9 unit. The dog ate my badge. Now, which unit does this key open?" Kusen threatened Nate. "Uh, right. Um...Let's see. I'm gonna have to check my records." Nate said. "Let's go look at the records." Kusen ordered. "Okay, okay, we're gonna check the records." Nate said, leading Kusen away.
The rest of the team was unloading boxes into the unit. "We need more boxes." Hardison said. "And a lot of luck." Parker said. "Yeah, well, I think we used all our luck on finding this place." Eliot said before Hardison went to grab the duct tape and put it on the wall. "Wait. Ho - ho - Man, you know what? It ain't luck, okay? Finding the perfect place to end the treasure hunt is a testimony to my intellectual prowess." Hardison said before Kaira saw Eliot drop a box labeled books on Hardison's foot as she carried another box in, causing Hardison to yell a bit. "It's baby clothes." Eliot said. "It says books, man!" Hardison yelled. "Does it?" Eliot asked. They finished setting up the room as Nate stalled Kusen. "Nate, we're good to go." Kaira reported as they cleared out and waited for the final reveal in the studio. Nate gave Kusen the unit before having Kusen look through the unit and having Tara trap them in the unit and debt cord exploding, revealing the unit behind the studio, and Rand admitting he was a fake. Kaira, Parker, Hardison, and Eliot had planted cameras in the storage unit, then piggybacked the camera and mic feeds to the studio. The police arrested both Kusen and Rand.
The team left and watched both Kusen and Rand be put in the police cars. Eliot was in the driver seat, Kaira was passenger, and everyone else was outside the van. "He who sells miracles will have the Devil knocking at his door." Hardison said. "What is that, a proverb?" Parker asked Hardison. "Fortune cookie." Hardison said. "What?" Parker questioned. "What? It started with he who." Hardison said. "You know, I think there's a circle in Hell for fake prophets and the like." Kaira smiled at the team, who chuckled in amusement. "They do make a cute pair, don't they?" Tara said. "Let's see, we got, uh, we got assault, kidnapping, and burglary for our friend Kusen, Garden-variety fraud for our psychic friend, Dalton Rand. Any way we can get them in the same prison?" Nate asked Hardison. "That could be arranged." Hardison said. "Hey, let's go, man. Let's go." Eliot said, hitting the door to get the team's attention as they started piling in. "So, all the people who thought he could talk to their loved ones on the other side - what's to stop them from falling for the next Dalton Rand?" Tara asked Nate. "Not a thing." Nate said, heading in the van. "Then why do it?" Tara asked herself. Tara got in the van and they drove back to the office to give the good news to the client and his sister.
As they left, Parker handed the money to the client and Kaira caught Tara getting emotional. Kaira smiled. Now Tara knew why they did what they do. Kaira was hugging Eliot, sipping their beers with Hardison at the bar as Parker returned. "Wait a second. I thought you said all of Rand's money went into paying for his show. I thought you said he was broke." Eliot questioned where the money came from. "It did. He was." Hardison said. "Where'd the money come from? Did you guys find the stolen money? Hmm? Did you find Kusen's loot? Without..." Eliot started to realize, getting offended as Kaira was smiling, as she did help Parker and Hardison find the money. "Unbelievable. Hmm? Sweetheart, seriously?" Eliot questioned his wife as Kaira started laughing. "I'm sorry, baby." Kaira said, following Eliot out as he took his beer and took it up to his room.
Kaira stopped Eliot just before they got to the door. "Hey, I'm sorry, baby. How can I make it up to you?" Kaira asked, getting serious. Eliot looked at her and downed the last of his beer. "A kiss would be a good start." Eliot smirked at Kaira ask she started chuckling. "Damn you, Cowboy." Kaira said, smirking as she pulled Eliot into a kiss. He smiled and opened the door, tossing the bottle in the trash can. The couple went to lay down and wind down from the day. Kaira smiled, feeling the warmth of Eliot next to her as she went to sleep and dreamed of Eliot.