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known as Beth.

- I can't do that, pal.

- Why not?

Because you're off the case

and I'm in charge.

Listen to me, Doyle,

I don't want you doing

anything stupid.

You're balls deep in this.

Well, I'm not gonna stop,

brother.

The rose & crown. She'll open

back up in a couple days.

Detective Johnson...

Is expecting me.

Go on in.

Johnson.

Oh, Mikki.

How are you?

Very good.

Where are ya?

Nantucket, chasing down a lead.

Listen, Mikki,

I found uncle Tim's

old homicide report

in the Boston archives.

- Yeah, so?

- He never found who did it.

- Oh, it's no big mystery.

It was the mob.

You know they questioned

my father?

Yeah, so was I.

So was everybody

in the neighborhood.

Big deal.

Case closed.

Do you know what happened to Lola?

No.

She fell off the map.

Mikki, does rose & crown mean

anything to you?

Jimmy, why are you poking

around in this?

Does this have to do

with your sister?

Maybe.

You think Lola might've come

back to the island?

She may know something.

Jimmy...

Mikki, I got to go.

Please let me know if you hear

anything about Lola.

What's Lola's last name?

Doyle.

Doyle is d-o-y-l...

Y-l-e.

Yes, I know how to spell

your last name.

I think that's because

I'm Irish.

Can I see that picture?

Yeah.

This is her in 1984,

that's my father,

his brother, me, sister,

my cousin.

That's Brant point, right?

Yeah, he was stationed

out there, coast guard.

Lola's my aunt,

so do me a favor.

Check if there are any other

Doyles living out here.

Cousin's name is Beth.

Beth.

All right, that's in the works.

Is that your father?

Uncle.

Lola's husband.

So, it was a mob hit.

Come on, man.

You're coming with me.

Where are we going?

It's Friday.

We're gonna hear some music

and have a drink.

Or three.

You play guitar?

No. That's why you'll need

the drink.

- Jimmy.

- Mikki.

- What now, Jimmy?

- One more question.

Let's say the mob didn't do it.

Any chance Lola was so pissed

at my father,

she's sending people to hurt me?

You're more wounded

than I thought you were.

Keep your eyes open.

Say your prayers.

- You okay?

- -No.

I could really use some help.

Of course, yeah.

Excellent, thank you.

- The chicken?

- Yeah, yeah, yeah.

- Didn't make enough chicken?

- I don't know, I hope I did.

A lot of people here.

I, uh...

Thank you, lords and ladies.

I just got this.

Your aunt Lola was here

about a year ago.

We have DUI fingerprints

that match a marriage license

she got here in 1982.

But, uh, there's no record

of her living here now.

Any other Doyles?

No.

We sent the picture off

to my people on the cape.

They're gonna digitally age her.

Man:
What do you think

you're doing?

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