Oh, finally. There's something wrong with my key. I had the locks changed. If you want something, I'll have it sent to the hotel. Victoria, stop it. We need to appear united during this investigation. What do you hope to accomplish by locking me out? Peace of mind. Meaning? How did Frank's car wind up a half mile from here? How did that hidden camera end up in Lydia's apartment? Where were you on the night that Frank died? You really think I'm capable of cold-blooded murder? I think it's been established that you're capable of anything. Yeah, Frank proved himself more loyal to you than to me. And he even so much as admitted trying to kill Lydia for you. Are you practically rejoiced when you found out he was dead. You knew he had feelings for me, and you were terrified that they might be mutual. Don't flatter yourself.