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...once when he got up to pee...
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The woman followed them into the house.
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"Getting a little spooked..."
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Previously Salzwedel brings his student out to the car where Blow discovers the student is not a boy, as he had assumed. Sarah, the student, blurts out that she blames herself for her grandfather's death.
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We left Blow, Salzwedel and Sarah at Gramps's store, with Sarah about to tell her teacher and the young lawyer why she blames herself for her grandfather's death... [cue up studio organ]
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In the last episode, Sarah explains what led up to Gramps's death. She gives Blow a box containing what she says are her great-great grandfather's personal papers. In this scene, Lt. Callahan takes Blow to the place he believes a murder was committed.
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Previously Blow visited the spot where the killer likely fired the shot that decapitated Newt Gunther. Later, at home, Blow prepares to examine documents that might reveal who fired the first shot in the Battle of Lexington.
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Previously we learned who fired the "shot heard 'round the world" and why he fired it. Here's what happened to the shooter after he rode from Lexington on Paul Revere's horse.
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We left Blow reading the final page in Willie Hosner's Revolutionary War diary. In today's thrilling episode, Blow catches serious hell from Mary Lloyd...
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We left Blow and Mary confronting a threatening voice mail from unscrupulous news reporter Mel Watterman. Today we watch them duel by text messages with Lt. Callahan.
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His eyes are closed yet restless, as if too many thoughts loop beneath the lids.
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He’d tossed and turned all night, pondering what to do, afraid she was living alone. He’d decided to email her two words: “Love you” and signed it “Scary Sal,” as she’d always seemed so afraid of him.
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The combined smells of ocean breeze, grilled cheese sandwiches, incense and sweat and burning herb that wafted over from Shakedown, along with windblown notes from tinny car speakers all rolled into a potent sensory cocktail he hadn’t tasted in far too l
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