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I'm telling you, I get plenty of food.

Saul and I go down to every meal together.

It's not half bad.

You should meet Saul.

I met Saul last week.

He's a real nice guy, actually.

Huh.

He's no good with cards, though.

Yeah, well, you can teach him.

Just don't play with real money and we're all good.

Hey, uh, where's that water filter?

I'll fill it for you.

Where... where is that money?

Hmm?

Oh, the letter with the money.

I, uh... I put that letter somewhere.

What letter?

About the money, about the Florida account.

I just... I... I had it here.

I... I... I... I just... it was right here.

Well, OK. What account?

I...

I don't think I paid everybody up yet.

What do you mean? Who do you need to pay?

- The... - You don't owe anyone money.

No, the... no, the fishing, the fishing.

We paid for all that fishing off the coast.

We gotta... we gotta make that trip, you know,

with the... the king mackerel.

Yeah, we took the trip.

So what... what account are you talking about?

F-Florida.

OK, Florida account.

Because we paid all the accounts in Florida.

You don't owe anyone, right?

Pops? Do you owe someone?

Was it, like, a bill or something?

No. No, no, no.

It's just... it's just this makes me a little nervous.

I don't remember taking the trip.

I know it was off the coast of Destin.

That is a pretty stretch down there, by the way, Destin.

Oh, yeah.

World's luckiest fishing town.

Oh, you know, I always caught worst there.

Luck saw me coming, swam the other way.

What are you looking for?

Nothing.

Hey, Sonya. - Hey, hon.

- Hey. - Have a good visit?

Yes, ma'am. I got a quick question for you, though.

Hey, my dad, he, uh...

he mentioned getting some mail from a bank.

Get anything lately?

Hmm. All the mail would have been sorted out front.

Well, I didn't see anything.

But he hasn't mentioned owing anybody?

No. The only thing that man talks about

is your wedding coming up and his grandbabies.

He's got his priorities straight.

Why? Is there something you want me to keep an eye on?

No, no, I'm probably making too much of it.

Probably just one of those days for him, you know?

- Hmm. - You have a good night.

All right. Be careful going home.

That cold front's got the roads covered in black ice.

I heard. Only in Chicago, right?

Never know what spring's gonna bring for you.

You get home safe, too, OK?

Good night, Walter.

The unexpected cold front is expected to hang around

until Tuesday with temperatures...

Are currently out of the north at 19 miles per hour.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

Sorry, man. You good?

Bro, you gotta be more careful. It's slippery as hell out here.

Hey!

Just go home now. Just go home.

Damn it.

Hey! You all right?

Bro, I'm police. I can help.

I'm police. Stop running, all right?

Come on, man.

Hey.

Bro, hey, stop, stop, stop!

I obviously don't know what's going on with you, all right?

But I'm police, I'd like to help you, all right?

So why don't you just take a breath?

- Please stay back. - Take a breath.

All right? - No, I'm fine.

- Whoa. - I'm fine!

- Wait. Whoa! - I'm fine.

Yo!

Dude. Hey!

Hey!

I'm fine. Please!

Listen, I would love nothing more

than to go home to my family right now, OK?

You come off this bridge with me, I'll leave you alone.

- I'm fine. I'm fine. - Step towards me, all right?

Where are you going?

What's the plan here?

Look at me for a sec.

What, are you injured?

Don't make me come out there for you.

- I'm fine. - You're not in trouble.

Just come off the bridge. We'll talk about it.

Bro, it's slippery out here. All right?

You're getting close to the edge.

Just take my hand. Come on.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey!

Just... just...

Please.

Step away from the edge.

Please.

I got you. I got you.

Please! Please!

Don't let me fall! - I'm not gonna let you fall!

You gotta stop moving!

Help! I need some help over here!

- I don't wanna die! Please! - You're not gonna die.

You're not gonna die tonight. Hey, listen to me.

Listen to me, all right? I need your other hand.

We're gonna pull you up together.

I can't! I can't!

No, no, don't look down.

What's your name? What's your name?

- I'm Frank. - Frank, Frank.

No, please. I have two kids. Please.

You're too slippery. I can't do it on my own.

Give me your other hand. - No! Please!

Hey, Frank!

Hey, man. Can you hear me?

Hey!

Frank, can you move?

Frank!

Frank! Hey!

Frank!

All right, I'm coming, man. You hold on.

Frank!

Jesus.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What the hell just happened?

No, he wasn't here to jump. He slipped.

It's gotta be parked around here somewhere, all right?

Keep canvassing. - Hey, Adam.

Boss. Thank you.

I said we'd take it.

Medics check you?

So the man that went in the river,

he had a stab wound, lower left abdomen.

Big blade, too.

I mean, the guy was clearly attacked.

Adam.

Did they check you?

Yeah, yeah, sorry. I wasn't injured.

The body's not recovered?

No, not yet.

I was able to get his wallet before he went under.

Name's Frank Bailey, 36 years old.

He lived in Logan Square.

So I don't know what he was doing out here.

Sure as hell running from something.

- Ah. - I announced I'm an officer.

I tried to calm him down.

It was like guy couldn't even hear me.

I thought he was drunk or stoned,

but I'm guessing it was the loss of blood.

- Was there a blood trail? - No, no, no.

The guy ran. He slipped, fell.

And I just couldn't hold him.

Anything?

No. There aren't any street cams in the area.

And the PODs three blocks over, I'm pulling them now.

And the closest businesses were all closed for the night.

The hell was he doing out here?

Ah...

All right, what else have we got on him?

Not much.

Worked for a software firm downtown.

He's got a wife, two kids.

There's actually a picture of 'em in his wallet.

One's a baby. - Huh.

Hey, listen, I got Atwater and Cook.

They're surveilling our long-term target.

I don't want to pull them.

Yeah.

We are going to work skeleton.

OK.

Let's see what the ME says

once the body's out of the water.

Yeah.

For now, just ID Frank's vehicle,

get a BOLO out, run any in-service calls,

and start building a timeline.

I'll notify the wife.

I'll come with you.

All right.

Ms. Bailey, we're gonna sit you down, OK?

Can you sit, Evelyn?

All right, here we go, ma'am. Right here.

Oh!

We're gonna just... we're gonna grab you some water.

Mrs. Bailey, we're still piecing things together.

We're gonna find out who did this.

We're gonna find out

what... - Oh, you shut up!

I don't know you!

Evelyn.

Do you wanna try and drink some water?

Do you know anyone that would want to hurt your husband?

No. I don't know who would do this.

No one would do this. No, no, no.

You said he was working tonight?

Working. He's working late.

He's been working late ever since the baby came.

Does he ever do anything after work?

Grab a drink? Run errands?

No, this can't be happening.

No. No, no, no.

OK.

- Evelyn. - Come on.

Evelyn, we have family liaison officers on their way.

Is there anybody that you want me to call for you?

No, this isn't happening.

Oh, my God. Oh, the baby.

Evelyn, why don't we sit, OK?

I feel like this is better, OK?

Officer Ruzek, help.

He's really good with little ones.

Let's let him take care of it, OK?

I don't know what I'm gonna do.

I don't know what I'm gonna do.

Hey, hey.

Oh, no, no, no.

Come on over here.

Yeah.

What could possibly be wrong? Huh?

Oh, you lost your Nuk?

Can't have that.

There you go, bud. There you go, kiddo.

Oh, I got you. I got you.

Hey.

Hey, hey. Anyone got their ears in?

Patrol just got a hit on Frank's BOLO.

His vehicle has been located on West Lake.

Hey, Joyner. Good find.

Clocked it in our canvas about 20 minutes ago.

Plates are a match for Frank's vehicle.

- OK. - Any idea why he was here?

No, sir. His work is ten miles from here.

There's not much out here. - No, there's not.

What's that building?

Asset Forfeiture's got it registered to an LLC.

It's out of commission,

like most of the buildings on this block.

- All right. - There's no blood.

So the stabbing didn't occur in the vehicle.

Get this car towed.

You wanna start there?

A lot of cars.

Let's see.

Kim, I got two cameras over here.

I see them, yeah.

The hell is this place?

All right, I got blood.

- Open? - No.

Is there another door?

Are you doing this?

Probable cause.

Whoo!

Kim, blood on the floor.

5021 Eddie, I need backup

at the corner of West Lake and Weston.

Copy, 5021 Eddie, West End?

No, no. West Lake! West Lake and Weston!

Copy that. Backup en route, West Lake and Weston.

Chicago PD.

Yo, anybody down here?

Chicago PD.

Hello?

Kim.

This is where it started.

Thanks, guys. - Mm-hmm.

It sounds like an underground rave site.

Huh.

Cleared it out as quick as we could, but these people

have been inside trampling all over evidence for hours.

Everyone claims they didn't see or hear anything.

We don't know who's running this?

No, not yet.

According to the few sober people outside,

they get a message on social media

with the door code the day of the party.

Part of the allure. You don't know who runs it.

You don't know who'll be there. - Huh.

We sent it all over to SOMEX and CPIC.

Hopefully they can run the social media invites,

find the true owner.

And then this building?

It's registered to an LLC, but it's buried in shells.

Asset Forfeiture has it.

Somebody gets stabbed, leaves this trail of blood,

nobody sees anything?

- No. - Huh.

So there's four rooms just like this one.

Cheap mattress, goods used for sex.

Somebody took the sheets.

They're missing in all the rooms.

So is the trash.

Men and women outside are all claiming

they didn't even know the rooms were down here,

so don't know if they needed to be rented,

if they were free-for-all, or just part of the party.

We're still working on the camera outside.

Yeah, well, get the blood comparison rushed.

Bring in every single person outside.

None of them leave until we clear them.

All right, boss.

I spoke to Evelyn.

She has no idea why her husband was there.

Says he'd never be at a party like that.

She's still claiming that can't be right.

Yeah, well, he wouldn't be the first person

to hide something from his partner.

Yeah, but this guy, I mean,

he... he worked at the same firm for years and was well-liked,

provided for his family.

And the man, he took his kids to Daddy and Me music classes.

Got no debt.

Got nothing in his financials, nothing on his phone.

None of it screams underground rave.

Wait, wait. Hold up. We got it.

OCD techs were able to pull the footage from that camera.

- Great. - OK.

Camera was being routed to a monitor nearby and wasn't old.

It was probably set up for that party.

OK.

So Frank enters alone around 22:02 hours

and doesn't come back out until 22:47 right here.

All right, who is this now?

Come on.

Come on, show your face.

Here we go. Here we go.

Head's down the entire time.

Wait, hold up.

They've got another timestamp flagged.

Oh, those girls look young.

Like younger than 18. And they look high or drugged.

Detective Burgess.

And they're not moving on their own.

All those beds were being used for sex trafficking.

I mean, that bag's gotta contain all the sheets

and trash from those rooms.

They didn't want DNA evidence.

They didn't have time to destroy the camera.

All right, so the girls never look at the camera.

Can we follow the van?

All right, no plates, but let me check the cams.

OK. Thanks. SOMEX got a hit on Frank's social media.

He received a DM last night at 7:00 p.m.

with the address of the party and a code to get inside.

DM said, "Glad you decided to go.

You'll have fun."

It was sent from a Steve Bartlett.

Why do I know that name?

Because we pulled him from the club.

He's downstairs in holding.

Hey, Dante, Keep chasing that van, yeah?

Yeah.

All right. Steve Bartlett, 36.

Used to work at the same firm as Frank.

No priors.

- Sorry. - Yeah.

Yeah, this is Adam.

Yeah, what bank?

In Florida.

No. No, he didn't mention closing any accounts.

He's got Alzheimer's.

Right. Did you hear what I just said?

You know what? Actually, I'm at work right now.

I need to call you back.

Thank you.

What was that?

Dad closed an account in Florida.

He owes a bunch of fees.

I thought we took care of all the accounts.

We did, but apparently, there was one we didn't know about.

What's with the face? I mean, what could it mean?

I don't know.

He just mentioned owing someone.

I doubt it's a good thing we don't know.

Yeah, it's been super fun down here.

They're all still coming off

of whatever they snorted or injected last night.

Bartlett's the charmer at the end.

- Shut up! - Yeah.

You already had your call. You just don't remember it.

Steve Bartlett, step up to the bars.

The rest of you, stand back.

You can hear me. Stand back.

Hello, Steve.

You lied.

What?

Wait. What's going on? Did someone bail me out?

My wife didn't find out I'm here, right?

Come on. Move your feet. Let's go.

- Wait. Do I need a lawyer? - I don't know. Do you?

You do something wrong?

Wait, I think there's been some kind of misunderstanding.

No, no. There's no misunderstanding.

You're the one who provided Frank Bailey with the details

for last night's party.

Party that he was stabbed to death at.

And somehow you failed to mention that to our officers.

Hold on.

No, come on. It's not like that.

Did you see Frank get stabbed?

- No. - Did you stab him?

What? No, no. I... no.

I didn't even see Frank for the whole night.

See, Steve, I don't believe you no more.

You lied to us once,

so you understand my predicament here?

No, no.

Frank asked me for the details about the parties, the girls.

Oh, so you knew that there would be girls there.

Look at me.

Hey.

Let's all be straight with each other, OK?

You're a man with a family and a good job.

And right now, you're in a police district

being questioned for murder

and the sex trafficking of underage females.

There it is. Yes, that's right.

You don't want to be here.

You don't want to be anywhere near this.

You don't want your life to go up in flames.

Now, the easiest way to prevent that

is to just tell us the truth.

Right now, all of it.

You knew you could buy girls at this party.

How did you know?

Oh, God.

Steve, I promise you,

you have to answer me right now.

It's a phone number.

To purchase these girls?

Yes.

It gets passed around.

Look, an old college buddy forwarded it to me.

But I never used it.

I... I just go to these things to party.

OK, OK. How does the number work?

You text it.

They tell you a time, where to go at the party,

how much cash to bring.

Girls are downstairs.

- You never used the number? - No.

No. I swear.

OK, so how many girls?

How many men with them? - I don't know.

I... Steve, don't make me ask you again now.

T-two men, OK?

They're like security.

Usually...

Three or four girls.

You still have that number?

Steve, do you have the number?

It's in my phone.

It's under John.

Hey.

Hey.

Frank Bailey, he wanted that number?

He wanted to buy a girl?

Yeah.

Did Frank know how young they were?

Come on.

Got the number off Steve Bartlett's phone.

That's it right there.

Got a full warrant. Thing's a burner.

We're running every number that ever contacted it.

But the phone is on right now.

It's currently pinging at this location in Wicker Park.

It's a small six-room building owned by another LLC.

This one's just as untraceable as the last.

Six rooms, one door in and out.

UC Vice cops are bedded down there now,

and the sprinter van's out front.

- Good. - This is it.

Phone's GPS hit that spot and our warehouse

at least half a dozen times this week.

Girls could be there right now with our offender.

OK, UC cops got eyes on anyone?

No one's come in or out yet.

And we still got no idea who owns these buildings,

who's running any of this, the parties, the trafficking?

Nothing concrete, but boss, we could swing for exigent.

All right, I'll make it work with the ASA.

Just go.

Chicago PD! Search warrant!

Pop it.

Chicago Police!

Chicago PD! - Chicago PD!

- Chicago PD! - Move!

All right, go, go, go, go, go!

- Chicago police! - Chicago PD!

- Search warrant! - Chicago PD!

Chicago PD!

Hands where I can see them!

- Hands up! - Stop! Do not make me do it!

Hands up! Hands up! Hands up! Turn around!

Warrant! Get her turned around! Let's go!

Chicago PD! Stop moving!

Get your hands up!

Stop! Stop!

Do not look at me! I will light you up!

I will lock you up!

Do not move!

Chicago PD. You stay right there.

Please help me. Please.

Please help me.

They brought me here. I... I don't know.

Anyone else in here with you?

Please. I'm afraid.

Please.

I'm coming. I'm coming.

Adam!

Adam!

Adam!

Adam!

Adam!

Turn around! Hands on the wall!

You all right?

Adam, you all right?

Good.

You should get that checked out.

It's fine.

I mean, at least have them clean it, Adam.

All right, I got an update.

No one inside matches our offender's stats.

Two of the girls in the video are AWOL.

None of the girls or johns have said a word yet.

- So we're nowhere? - No.

We're gonna have to make time to talk to my dad tomorrow

because I can't get this bank to give me any answers.

They'll probably only talk to him.

Oh, well, he doesn't remember what the account is for

or why he took all the money out, so.

Facility doesn't have any paperwork.

I mean, this is a problem from before,

not a problem from Florida.

Yeah. And we'll take care of it.

Yeah, Kim, this could be gambling debt.

He could owe someone. It could be bad.

I mean, I don't know... - Adam.

What kind of problems he's gonna leave us with.

You'll figure it out.

We don't know what any of this is yet.

Yeah.

Turn around. Let me look at that.

Adam.

I don't wanna tell this man's wife

the father of her two children died

while visiting an underage sex trafficking victim.

I just...

I don't wanna leave her with that.

I know.

- Anything new? - No, no.

Johns have lawyered up. The girls are stonewalling.

Security who gave you that cut is giving us nothing.

Well, it seemed like

the girls had been with these men a while.

I doubt they'll be giving us anything anytime soon.

The building showed no sign of the females living there.

Felt like a meet-up spot for the johns.

Mm.

Offender's gotta be holding them elsewhere.

GPS in the van was disabled.

OK, so security is our best bet.

He had a burner phone and $2,000 in his pocket.

So we have leverage. - ID says it's Anton Verimelli.

He's 32, no priors,

and rents an apartment in Ravenswood with a female.

Might be his girlfriend.

I'm running his known associates now.

He's smart.

We got him on aggravated battery of a police officer

and underage sex trafficking.

Him talking ain't gonna lower those charges.

So go hit Anton's place. Rip it apart.

See if you can find more leverage.

Meanwhile, we'll keep digging.

There's nothing to find.

Yeah, we heard you the first time.

May I?

I don't know what you think you'll be finding.

Drugs? Weapons? We're not into any of that.

You know what your boyfriend does for a living?

You know he runs girls?

You want to keep defending him?

Remember me?

Found that in your girlfriend's closet.

She bought it last week.

She's got a doctor's appointment next week.

Wanted the doctor to confirm before she told you

'cause she knew how excited you would be,

wanted to make sure that it was real.

You're lying.

- I'm not. - You're allowed to lie to me.

I am.

Yeah.

But I'm not.

Congratulations. She's pregnant.

You won't be around to see it.

I wanna talk to her.

Can't.

You won't.

I have every right to throw you in a maximum security prison.

Prison doesn't need to be near Chicago,

doesn't even need to have visitation rights.

I'm nobody.

I don't run the girls.

I'm just muscle.

Well, you're just muscle that has information I need.

So it's really up to you what you want your kid's life to be.

Life with you in it?

Anton says he's broke.

Took a job with an old friend to pay rent.

This man, Dmitri Salton.

Salton got pinched five years ago,

domestic battery of his ex-wife, pled out.

Salton's got no official job listed,

no LKA, no credit cards in his name.

Because he's careful.

Financial Crimes dug into him. He's got one bank account.

And that account pays for two separate shells,

both of them linked to our LLC.

Salton's our man behind the curtain.

Recruits girls on social media,

pinpoints high-risk individuals with little family,

little financial options,

uses Romeo tactics to sweet-talk them

into working his parties.

He pimps the girls out from there.

As far as we can tell,

the girls make none of the money and have no independence.

They're held and watched by Dmitri 24/7.

All right, well,

Dmitri's stats match our man at the warehouse to a tee.

Anton, he didn't see the stabbing,

but he believes Dmitri did it, saw him covered in blood.

This is our guy.

All right, so where the hell is he?

I mean, he's gonna know by now we knocked off his buildings.

Well, Anton said Dmitri uses two vehicles,

got both plates flagged.

ISPERN's on it.

Anton also gave up Dmitri's burner,

but the phone is dark now.

So we're dumping his data

and I can try to pinpoint his LKA that way.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

I got a hit on the flagged plate.

Mile marker 75 on 90.

Which vehicle?

- Dmitri's pickup. - OK, run the next marker.

It hasn't hit yet. It should have.

He's on 90.

He must have exited.

OK, there are two exits there.

Two gas stations and a rest stop.

OK, let's hit him before he can move.

Kim, Adam, you got eyes?

No, we got nothing.

No, sir. But he's gotta be around here somewhere.

Cam popped the pickup truck pulling right in.

We'll take the back.

Copy.

I'm at the other rest stop just two blocks away.

Copy.

Kim.

I see it.

I got a truck back here parked behind a big rig.

Sure looks like ours, can't see plates,

but it doesn't feel right.

I can't get a look inside. The windows are too dark.

Copy.

I got eyes. Coming out the back.

How much farther, D?

- Don't worry about it. - I ain't worried.

Just, like, where the hell are we going?

Here. Let's go.

In the back.

Dmitri Salton.

Chicago PD.

Keep your hands where I can see them.

Put 'em up.

Dmitri, stop!

Get up.

Hey.

Walk to me. You're safe, OK?

Get your friend.

Hey, no! Don't get in the truck!

Do not get in the truck!

Hey, hey, get out of there!

Get up! Start moving.

Stop!

- Get out of the truck! - Get out of the truck!

Out, now!

Move.

Adam! - I'm good.

Let's go.

Kim.

Just give me a minute.

Come on.

What?

We have you on every charge, you understand?

What you say to me right now, you lie,

you... you tell the truth, it's not gonna change anything.

There's no cameras down here anyway,

so it's just you and me talking.

What do you want?

I want the truth

about Frank Bailey, the man you stabbed.

Why don't you tell me what happened?

Why don't you tell me why you stabbed him?

What happened?

Was he trying to help the girl? He was trying to save someone?

- Save someone? - Yes, yes, save someone.

He saw how young those girls were.

He was trying to help out

and he was trying to get him out of there.

Right?

He was choking her.

I could hear her

gagging and wheezing on the other side of the door.

So I went in...

and I stopped him.

Are you good to do dinner with Mack alone?

Yeah, of course. Why?

I'm gonna go see Evelyn Bailey.

Tell her what happened to her husband.

And go see Dad.

Just go visit your dad. I can tell Evelyn.

No, no.

I was with her husband when he died.

I looked her in the eye

and told her we'd figure out what happened,

so I should be the one to tell her.

Keep Mack up for me.

We'll both be there.

I love you.

You, too.

Prices have increased up to 5%.

Demand for these items does continue to soar.

And manufacturers have admitted they expect...

So you couldn't tell the widow a white lie, couch it?

Jimmy Rackon used to do that all the time.

He was known for it.

He could give bad news better than anybody.

If it goes to trial, it's all gonna come out, so...

she deserves to see it come,

deserves to know what her husband left her.

Yeah, yeah, I guess so.

Pops, I gotta talk to you about something quick.

What?

Uh, last time I was here, you mentioned some accounts.

I got a call from the bank.

What does Bill Kurtis want?

Bill Kurtis, the best damn anchorman in Chicago.

Bill Kurtis.

Yeah, hey, here, give me the remote.

I need you to focus for one second, OK?

I need your help.

We gotta talk about the bank.

OK, all right. What about the bank?

The bank in Florida. All right?

They can't give me much information

'cause of privacy issues,

but they said you emptied an account

and you owe some fees.

Which is fine. I'll take care of it.

But you didn't mention the account.

So like, do you owe somebody?

Pops, I won't be mad.

I just... I need to know what's going on

because I'm gonna have to take care of it.

You know, I gotta see what's coming, too, so.

Was it a bad bet?

Bet?

Yeah.

You gotta know the rules.

Pops.

12 stands against the dealer 4 through 6, otherwise hits.

11 always doubles.

10 doubles against the dealer 2 through 9,

otherwise hits.

Easy. Easy money.

- Is that... - The bank.

Thank you.

For a couple months now, the dock workers have been

working without a contract.

Negotiations had continued

amicably up until early this year.

You made this three months before you moved from Florida.

This is...

The Maritime Association has allegedly...

Dad.

This is all your money.

You put this in an account for Mack?

Dad.

You did this for us?

Thank you.