Logan runs his hands through his hair as he surprises Maj by continuing the conversation. "Maj, what do I do about Odette?" Maj glances down at her watch for a brief moment in hope that her timing is right. As if on cue, Honor strolls into the room taking a seat next to Maj. Logan has to admit that he is happy to see Honor. As he expected, Maj had filled Honor in on the events that transpired in the city of brotherly love. "Well, at least you grew a pair, my dear little brother." Honor's joke draws a smile across Logan's face which Honor is quite happy to see. "Seriously Logan, take a moment to breathe. This doesn't need to be decided right now, the universe bought you some time, use it wisely. The baby is going to be born no matter if you are married or not." Honor's words soothe his soul like they always have in the past. It suddenly occurs to Honor that Maj did not exactly call her over to tell Logan what she had likely already conveyed. With a turn in her seat to face Maj, Honor offers. "So why did you need both of us here? What did my father do now?"
Maj meets Honor's gaze with a wicked smile. This is the side of Honor that Maj always adored. "Well, now that you mention it, my love. You are looking a tad pale, I think the Maldives would suit you right now. The Lauders still have their villa, you should go, and wouldn't your parents love to spend some quality time with their grandsons." Maj's words instantly register with Logan. "What did my father do?" Logan's words instantly draw in Honor. "No Extradition." Logan offers toward Honor.
"It is not what your father has done, it is more who he spent time with. And you, my dear, need to stay here." Maj motions at Logan. Logan and Honor both know who Maj is referring to, the headlines were impossible to avoid. The epiphany lights within Logan as his thoughts collide. "Epstein?" Maj watches the connection click in Logan's head. "Oh my God, I am a fool." Logan's head drops into his hands. "How did I not see it." Logan's skin reddens in a way that neither Maj nor Honor can discern if it is anger or embarrassment. Honor looks up at Maj. "Odette?" Maj nods, "that is my guess."
"This was never about me or Rory or the baby. It was about my father." Logan stands and paces about the room. "How could he do that?" Logan looks at Honor. Honor knows that her father did not set Logan up but someone set Logan up to control their father. Rory was not factored in. Her father is sly as they come. Mitchum saw the tangle and knew Maj would eventually see it too. He may have brought her in to "Fix" things but it was never about Logan. Honor locks eyes with Maj. "I guess I could use a bit of color. So, how long do I have to pack or is the jet waiting?"
Honor knows the answer before she asks. The jet is waiting along with Josh. Maj likely turned that around in 15 minutes this morning. Maj smiles while shaking her phone. Tubby time inspiration and a text from Wendy made it all click. "How in the hell did you convince my father to take a sudden trip to the Maldives?" Logan's tone is quite genuine. "I have not spoken to your father for days." Maj employed the tin can phone line to make it real and plausibly deniable. Wendy called Josh's assistant. A firm-to-firm call would not raise a single eyebrow and Josh would have read Mitchum the riot act to get him on the jet. Property and private jets can open up borders like nothing else, even during a lockdown.
As Honor rises to leave and get this plan underway, as they approach the door, Maj stops Logan for some final words. Maj reaches for Logan's arm to gain his full and undivided attention. "Do not react with Odette. Do not mention this, do not confront her, do you understand me. There is still quite a lot to untangle. Reacting will only make it worse." Maj can see the frustration etched in Logan's expression. "Do we understand each other?" Logan nods. "Yeah, we understand each other."
Maj turns to find Max and Finn waiting for her in the hall. Finn loops his arm around Maj's shoulders as the trio stroll toward a sitting room. "So that was quite the performance, my love." Max instantly adds with a smirk. "How much of it was performance art versus the truth." Maj meets Max's side-eye glance. "Well, it is all true but the context is like sending Warhol to restore a DiVinci." Maj winks at Max, causing Max to roar with laughter."
"Well, since you will need some of your own space." Max takes Maj's arm as Finn releases his hold on Maj. "I had the staff prepare a space for you." Max assumes the lead guiding Maj and Finn down the hall past his study. Finn has an inkling as to what his father is up to and is quite glad that Maj has been immediately accepted as one of their own. Max opens the door to a well-appointed "office" for Maj. As Maj enters, she is astonished to find the space decorated exactly to her taste, which is much different from the rest of the rooms she has visited so far. Finn offers a wink in response to Maj's glance in his direction. "You are a working woman and a gifted attorney, at least from what I have seen from this rascal's youth. Please feel free to use this space at will whenever you are with us. There are private lines and internet service should you require confidentiality." Maj is quite touched by Max's gesture. Quite out of character, Maj hugs Max, ending with a kiss on his cheek. She is deeply touched by how Finn and Max treat her. Over time and since her father's death, she has always been the one giving of her time and talents. It is almost a foreign feeling to receive. "Wow, thank you so much. This is lovely." Max is quite enjoying having a lady in the house again. Women breathe life into old spaces like this. "I will take my leave of you two, I have some things to attend to in my own study. I shall see you both at dinner." Max tips his head at Maj and Finn before heading off into the abyss of the house.
"Do you like it?" Finn sways his arm gesturing in a panorama of the room. "Oh, I do." Maj leans backward affectionately against Finn with the acknowledgment of his obvious role. "You have definitely won over the old man, Majestic." Maj smiles coyly at Finn. "Well, my love, I am not without abundant charms." Finn pops his elbow out to Maj with an offer of a stroll in the gardens. "So, if I were a betting man, I would say that Logan is on his way back to Philadelphia for a therapy session of the Gilmore variety." Maj smiles pausing for a moment in the awakening gardens to absorb so of the beauty of her current surroundings. "I would say that is a safe bet." Maj knows that though Logan knows lots of people, he has few he trusts and Rory is someone he trusts. Logan back in Philadelphia buys Maj some time to figure out a plan with the help of her faithful sidekick who is already kneedeep with a shovel and a backhoe on standby to dig into Odette's past.