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Oh. Look at that, Meachum.

What?

That's not mine.

And you wanna talk to me
about what is dangerous.

I can't help but think this is a
failure at the leadership level.

You have no idea what
you're disrupting.

This man, Volchek, he told me he
was planning something patriotic.

But I didn't know
what he's doing.

Hello, wonderful.

Hmm. Try it in English.

You say it first.

Hello, wonderful.

Hello, wonderful.

Hello.

-Hello.
-Hello, wonder...

-Hello.
-Hello.

-I wish you luck today.
-Hmm.

I have preparation which
is more valuable than luck.

Well, I can't say I
wish you preparation.

If I land this partnership

we will write our own
ticket from now on.

-We will live like Tsars of old.
-Hmm.

And if you don't?

Have you checked the
weather in Siberia?

As you can see, Belarus
feeds most of Eastern Europe

and we at Blue
Lion feed Belarus.

Our yield marks over 52% of
the entire country's exports.

We are the leader in
potatoes, in sugar beets,

in barley, in wheat,
in rye, in corn.

For Poland, for Hungary,
for Slovenia, for Slovakia.

And we are looking to expand.

And how would this
benefit our company?

We do not have the NFU.

Seriously.

As such, we'll produce a higher
yield at one-half the cost.

Blue Lion will keep production up
while realizing minimal overhead.

Excuse me. Can you
go back a slide?

Please.

Yeah, there it is.

So your overall output for
potatoes is 22,000 pounds per acre.

-Yes.
-Okay, well,

what Blue Lion lacks in technology
and modern farming techniques,

Casper Richert Danvers makes up
for with superior yield per acre.

We're currently achieving
over 40,000 pounds in potatoes

and 32 tons of sugar
beets per acre.

Yes. But at what cost?

Competitive cost.

No, that's...

...with easier access to a greater
swath of the world for distribution.

Nonsense.

And we don't have any uncomfortable
ties with our government.

Gentleman, gentleman. Thank
you. Thank you very much.

I thank both our American friends
and our Belarusian friends

for coming here today to
make their presentations

and to answer our questions.

We will conduct due diligence

and will make our decision with
whom we will seek a partnership

by the end of the week.

Sir.

Danill.

You look like you are
organized well here.

Opportunity does not waste time
on those who are unprepared.

When Mikhail Durko's dance
hall burned to the ground,

nothing was recoverable
from the scene.

However, the security camera
data was hosted off-site

by a company named
Delphi Security.

We visited Delphi, took
possession of the footage

from the last twenty-one days

and destroyed it.

Okay. Good.

We also found the person
you're looking for.

I want you to discover who this
man is and where I can find him.

Yes, sir.

All right. Here's
what we know.

A Belarusian national
named Volchek

was using the Reyes Nuevos
cartel's drug smuggling operation

to bring fissile material into the
US through the Port of Los Angeles.

We believe he's been operating out
of the Kryzhak Dance Hall in Burbank

owned by Mikhail Durko,

which was subsequently burned
down when we were drawing close.

Mikhail Durko is in custody, his
nephew Timur Novikov is dead.

So far, we've been unable
to identify Volchek.

I would like to do so today.

Since we have multiple
oars in the water,

let's make sure we are all
pulling in the same direction.

-Shepherd?
-Yeah.

Deep diving the name Meachum saw
on the wall at the dance hall.

Gallagher. Running it
through NCIC, NGI, N-Dex.

And I'm on NICS and LEEP.

There's a lot of Gallaghers. But
we're getting through it, boss.

Great. Keep at it. Oliveras?

With Meachum, combing through the ERT
reports from Durko's wife's house,

his mistress's house, and the
remains of the dance hall.

Any fingerprints, any fibers

or any forensics that can be
actionable against Volchek.

Finau?

I reached out to LAPD, as
well as Burbank gang units

that specialize in Eastern
European criminal organizations.

Just gathering intel now.

I feel like the noose on
this guy is tightening.

Let's not lose our grip.

All right. Let's go.

Uh, boss, so I heard from
a friend at Westwood...

apparently District Attorney Valwell
is setting a meeting with the ADIC.

Your name and the words "head
on a platter" were invoked.

Thank you.

For what it's worth, I-I think
you're doing a hell of a job.

Have you looked at the front door
fingerprints from Tatsiana's house?

There are about
40 unidentifiable.

Yeah, I'm on it.

I got a question for you

that you so conveniently
didn't answer earlier

that I think we need to discuss.

Javi Lopez's brick?

I'm just saying that
it showed up again.

Some of it did.

So is that your answer?

That you just, uh, kept a little to
the side in case you might need it?

I do what I have to do

to get the information we
need to save innocent lives.

Well, that's bullshit.

The cartel doesn't
play by a rule book.

Why the fuck should we?

So, yeah, you know what,

sometimes the lines, they're
gonna get a little blurry.

If you can't stomach
that, that's fine.

-Are you using?
-So, tell me...

'Cause I'll ride or die with
blurred edges all day long,

but I need to know exactly
where that edge is.

We're routinely tested. You know
that. Fail once and that's it.

That doesn't answer my question.

Okay.

I'll say this.

You'll do a lot of shit you
never thought you would do

when there's a line of coke
on a table in front of you

and a gun pointed at your head.

What about you, huh?
Los Angeles kid.

You saying you never
used? You never dabbled?

-This isn't about me.
-Well, I'm making it about you.

Well, for one, I'm not a LA kid.

Oh, no?

No, Victorville actually.

A desert rat.

And I did what every kid
from Victorville does.

I-I drove cars too
fast on the 15.

I spray-painted graffiti
on the Rock-A-Hoola.

Talked shit to my parents.

And swore I'd leave the
desert and never come back.

'Cause you end up working
at a Citgo or a...

a rubber factory and
you never leave town.

So I turned 17.

Hadn't been to high
school in over a month,

because I didn't give a shit.

So when the school,
Victor Valley,

came looking for me they
found my old man instead.

And when he caught up with my
ass, he gave me four choices.

Army, navy, air
force or marines.

And I flipped a coin.

Hey.

Company in Burbank,
Delphi Security,

just reported two data service
workers murdered last night.

They hosted digital video
capture from the dance hall.

Wha... Why didn't we
have that information?

I think the assumption was
the security camera data

was hosted on-site, so it would've
been destroyed in the fire.

To be continued.

Heather, set a meeting with
the Belarusian Consul General.

-Yes, sir.
-Why? Time to bring 'em in?

I'm gonna float the name Volchek
and see what reaction I get.

He is a top chef but he yells
at people on television...

...and this has made
him very famous.

Kira, I need a moment.
I'll meet you in the car.

I understand you want to
speak with me, Mr. Vusovich?

Find out everything you
can about an American.

Matt Woodley.

Every man has a vice...

prostitutes, alcohol, drinking,
pills, bribes, gambling.

Whatever it is,
whatever he's hiding...

I want to know it before
the sun goes down tomorrow.

Do you understand me?

Perfectly.

Find something.

Mr. Vus... Volchek.

I located the prisoner profile
for the man in the photo.

His name is Jack Walker...

he was posted on the same
cell block as Timur Novikov,

the nephew of Mikhail
Durko, for nine months.

Where is he now?

His prisoner profile says he bounced
from Palmdale Corrections to Central

to High Desert following
a rioting incident.

I attempted to backtrack
the prisoner...

why would he be with the
nephew when he escaped?

Except I could find no records of
the court cases for Jack Walker.

This man...

...does not exist.

I saw him with my own eyes.

I mean he is no prisoner.

So who is he?

Come back to me with answers.

We're still freaking out,
to be honest with you.

Rob and Mary were the kindest,
the hardest working people.

We're so sorry for your loss.

What did the thief take?

Nothing, as far as I can tell.

They did smash one of our
servers all to bits though.

And this server hosted
video from the dance hall?

Yeah.

Um, we keep the security video

for up to seven days or till
the system resets itself.

We could host longer, but most
of our clients say seven days.

A second ago you said "they".

Was there more than
one perpetrator?

We got two different size
boot prints in the blood.

Think this was a two-person job.

-Okay. Thank you, guys.
-Thanks.

He's got an accomplice.

Maybe more than one. We could
be looking at a team here.

Yeah, I'll phone
it in to Blythe.

We're looking for a
box of needles now.

Hello, friend.

Special Agent in Charge, Nathan Blythe,
with the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Iosif Astapov. I am
the Consul General.

And my understanding is you
would like to talk to me perhaps.

I must apologize for you
driving all this way,

but I only have a
minute to spare.

Oh. I was told you had
time in your schedule.

Again, I apologize.

I'm afraid time is a luxury I often
find slipping through my fingers.

Well, then, I'll
get right to it.

We're looking for a
Belarusian citizen

who is a person of interest
in an active investigation.

Last name Volchek.

Volchek.

Volchek.

Hmm, no, no.

-I am unfamiliar with this name.
-You are?

I don't know it.
But if you'll...

The investigation is into the
death of a federal officer.

Oy-oy-oy.

It is my wish I could help you.

But I cannot help if I
don't know this name.

Well, perhaps you
can think harder.

V-O-L-C-H-E-K.

I do not know the name Volchek.

I am late for appointment.

If you would like to
speak further, Mr. Blythe,

I will ask you to
make new appointment.

I mentioned the name Volchek

and he couldn't have hightailed
it out of there faster.

-Cold shoulder?
-Frigid.

He was planning for some event.
I guess he couldn't be bothered.

Bell, check with
Counterintelligence Division

in the LA field office.

See if we recruited any assets
with the Belarusian Consulate,

or if we're
monitoring any lines.

Yeah, I can check NSA,
NRO. CIA too. Worth a shot.

Mmm.

Shepherd, how hard would it be to get
inside the consulate's computer system

and see if the name
Volchek pops anywhere?

Yeah. I can poke it. See what kind of
swarm we're dealing with. You got it.

Sir, you mentioned an event.

My wife works for a caterer. They
cover a lot of big events in LA.

If they don't have the consulate
job, she'll know who does. I'll ask.

Perfect. Any information
would be great.

Tim, how are you, buddy?

Yeah, it's great
to hear your voice.

Listen, I need a favor.

Uh, but I don't wanna
ask you over the phone.

Thank you, everyone. If I
could have your attention.

We have analyzed both proposals

-and we have a consens...
-Mr. Clarke.

I apologize for
the interruption.

But I'm gonna save
you some time.

I am withdrawing Casper Richert
Danvers' bid for this partnership.

We have some issues to
take care of stateside.

And, uh, I apologize for
the late course correction,

but I believe it is in the best interests
of myself and my company that I do so.

Well,

in light of this news,

I must say we will waste no time
in extending our partnership offer

to Blue Lion.

Well done.

Bravo.

I don't know where you
got those photos or how,

but there is a price to be paid.

It won't just be paid by me.

All you Serbs and
Belarusians and Croatians

with your silk ties, your knockoff
suits, you're all the same.

You're just wannabe oligarchs
from shithole countries.

What, you think you're
gonna get your piece?

You're gonna get wealthy
from this personally?

Let me tell you something,

you don't know what it
looks like to play dirty.

You're about to find out.

So, the consulate,
as can be expected,

is running advanced
cybersecurity platforms.

Probably advised and
supplied by the Kremlin.

And every way we've
tried to start an attack,

malware, spoofing, we've
been rebuffed and shot down.

Yeah, the servers are impregnable
from the outside, so, we're blind.

What if we reach
them from the inside?

The company with the catering contract
is Pascal's out of Culver City.

The event is 300 plus.

There's gonna be a lot of
bodies on-site tomorrow.

If we could get near one
of their hard drives,

I could install a rootkit.

I mean, we'd have to wait

until one of their staffers logs in
with a password, but then we'd be in.

All right. Talk to the owners of Pascal's,
see if we can get their logistics.

How many waiters, where the tables
are, where they're setting up,

inside, outside, all of it.

Okay.

What's this about?

We're trying to get inside one of
the Belarusian Consulate's servers

to see if they know
the name Volchek.

I'm gonna take the stairs.

All right, where
the hell's Meachum?

You all right?

Yeah, I was just... Left
my phone at my desk.

Let's go.

How's it going?

FBI. Is there an owner

-or a manager we could talk to?
-For real?

Amy? There are some
FBI agents here.

Well, close enough.

I figure my badge is
bigger than yours.

-Is that what you figured?
-Mmm.

Hello? Um, I'm Amy Moreno.

You're FBI?

Conducting a federal
investigation, yes, ma'am.

Well, you should know that
my son is a US Army officer.

And I am one proud,
patriotic mama.

Whatever you need, I'd
be happy to provide.

-What's his MOS?
-11 Bravo.

He's a staff sergeant
in the 82nd Airborne.

Oh, well, you know what they
say, God loves the infantry.

And a paratrooper
to boot and an NCO.

Sounds like he was raised right.

I myself was lucky enough to serve in
the Ranger Regiment in my younger days.

That's amazing. Thank
you for your service.

It was an honor to have
served our military.

Well, let me know how
I can be of assistance

and I'll help you anyway I can.

We understand you have
an event tomorrow night

at the Belarusian Consulate?

Yes, sir. Uh, follow me.

An honor. Wow.

Um...

This is the event grid.

Uh, we have about
300 plates coming.

-Is this the staff list?
-Yes, ma'am.

-Bussers, waiters, servers and support.
-It's a gold mine.

-Can we get a copy of that please?
-Of course.

Is this job safe?
Should I be concerned?

No, it's perfectly fine. We
might just need additional help.

Name it.

Tim Carmichael.

Nathan Blythe.

-How are you, pal?
-I'm good.

I was so delighted when
your name lit up my phone.

Yeah, it's great to see you.

-How's Elizabeth?
-Ah, ornery as ever.

She asked if you'd come
with us to Lanai this Fall.

Unless the Bureau's
got your hands tied?

Well, somebody's got to save
the world for democracy.

-Well, you look well.
-Oh, I don't know about that, but, uh...

Thank you for taking the
time out of your busy day.

Anytime.

Truth is, I may need some help

in the saving the world
for democracy department.

Oh?

Cheers.

Mmm.

As I said... just
like the Tsars of old.

One second.

Hmm?

Sir. I have disturbing news.

Say it.

I was alerted by a friend in
the Ministry of Finance...

they have discovered
your embezzlements.

What are you talking
about? Who told you this?

I have a connection
with a senior official.

You took 100 million rubles.

I made that company!

It's pennies compared to the
profits the government has.

My God.

When are they coming?

Tonight.

I've done everything
for this country!

I know.

You better leave, sir.
Leave Belarus, now.

Yes.

Yes.

Thank you...

friend.

-Kira.
-Hmm?

We have to leave.

Now. Come on.

No. No, no. What I need,
Doc, is-is... I need...

I need something stronger, okay?

That's what I'm
trying to tell you.

'Cause the headaches are worse.

Yes. Yes. My vision, my bal...

I fucking blacked out
on the stairs today.

No, I can't come in to
see you, because I-I-I...

There are literally
lives at stake here.

Okay? Do you understand that?

So what I need from you,

is I need you to write me a goddamn
prescription for my fucking headaches.

That's what I need!
Can you do that?

Fuck.

Fuck!

Fuck.

Oh. Jesus.

Why aren't you dressed?
I've been texting you.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Uh, just give me a minute.

-What's up?
-Hey.

Let's do this.

Hi there.

Tim and Tina Murphy.

I'm sorry, what's
the name again?

Uh, Tim Murphy.

Yeah, you're not on the list.

-That's odd.
-Uh, we are. We're on the list.

Why don't you just
check it one more time?

It's M-U-R-P-H-Y.

Okay, let's see.

Oh, here it is.

It was entered incorrectly.

Okay.

Apologies for the
delay. Enjoy the party.

-Okay.
-Thank you.

You see what I'm talking about?

Great. There he is.

Come on.

That is beautiful. That
is beautiful. I love it.

What are you doing
here, Agent Blythe?

We need to talk.

Now? Here?

In case you haven't noticed...

Either here or in private,
but it's gonna happen now.

If you'll excuse me, it seems like a
consul's time is never his own, huh?

Please. Please.

Agent Blythe, you know full well that
you're standing on consulate property,

which makes this the sovereign
territory of Belarus.

As a full-credentialed
diplomat to your country,

I have full immunity and
not subject to your orders.

This is quite a public party.

And I'm sure you wouldn't
want to be embarrassed

when this diplomatic
incident plays out.

These things tend to
make it into the papers.

And you wouldn't want your masters
in Minsk questioning your judgment,

would you?

Maybe we go somewhere
private and talk quickly

about something in
both our interests.

Come with me.

On the move.

They're heading up to
the consul's office.

Copy that.

Okay. Showtime.

Shit.

Boss, I need him to do
it again, but closer.

-Closer.
-Just a second.

You should know I went around my
own ADIC to bring you this proposal.

Proposal?

Yes. I need to know
you're not gonna screw me,

otherwise I turn around
and leave right now.

That depends on the
proposal, wouldn't you say?

Come on.

We got it.

Shut the door.

Okay...

Please sit.

Astapov's in his office.

I counted four PCs in the
bull pen about 30 feet away.

Look at that.

-Get this to Oliveras fast.
-You got it.

-Let's go.
-I see you are all alone over here.

Such lovely people.

And I said "Francine, you
must find out who they are

and make them feel welcome
right this instant."

I do hate coming to these things,
but I'm with the Dovhal Foundation.

We support charities all
throughout Eastern Europe.

Francine, it is such a
pleasure to meet you.

You know, we're actually interested
in donating to the, uh...

-Dovhal Foundation. Yes. Yes.
-The Dovhal Foundation, that's right.

And we're gonna
come and find you,

we've just gotta take care
of a little something first.

We have to call our beautiful
daughter Frida before she goes to bed.

-Oh.
-That's right.

Yeah, we, uh... we like to tuck
her in with a bedtime song.

And she hates it when
we don't sing to her.

She hates it.

Oh, here's our driver with
your phone right now, honey.

-Here you go, ma'am.
-Thank you, Jerry, so much.

So we'll... we will be
right back with you, okay?

-Okay.
-Okay.

Hey!

Oh, hey.

Hi, uh, we're just, uh,
looking for the bathroom.

Francine from the Dovhal Foundation,
she said that somewhere up here...

Oh, shit.

Yes! Come on.

Oh!

What the US proposes,
is a substantial payment

if you hand over everything
you know about Volchek.

I told you I don't...

The payment would be
made to you personally.

Szolt? Kirill? Report.

Your government
can keep its money.

I appreciate how sensitive it was for
you to bring this directly to me, but...

as I told you before, I don't
know anyone named Volchek.

That's a shame.

Because I also know you should
have been ambassador to the US

instead of stuck here.

And I have friends in Minsk who
can whisper in the right ears,

maybe help your
future prospects...

If you help me now.

Szolt? Kirill?

Where are you
bastards? Report.

Come on.

D-Do you know where
the bathroom is?

And I have a party to return to.

If you'll forgive me.

Well, I appreciate
you taking the time.

And if you do come across
that name, the offer stands.

Thank you.

Please. Enjoy the party.

Come on.

Got it.

Ah, Mr. Carmichael. To
what do I owe the...

Special Agent Blythe.

-What's this ab...
-Grayson,

how's my favorite LA
District Attorney doing?

Uh, I'm doing great actually.

-I was gonna come...
-Good, good.

It's my understanding your
name is on the fast track

of a strong train to Sacramento.

Lot of people in Silicon
Valley are talking about it.

Well, I wouldn't say that...

Now, I don't like to get involved in
the day-to-day politics of my state.

That is not what I'm about.

Sure, I'm the party
fundraising chairman

and I get my calls from my good
friends Adam and Nancy and Gavin,

but I say to them,
"Politics is your domain.

I'm just the ATM you need to
withdraw from every couple of years."

Anyway, I thought you'd like
to know that Nathan Blythe here

is a close friend of mine.
I've known him most of my life.

And one thing I do know, as surely
as the sun comes up in the east,

is that Nathan Blythe is protecting
the citizens of this country.

-I'm sure he is. I was...
-So what I would like to propose

is that you leave Nathan Blythe
alone to do his job as he sees fit.

Stay out of his way.

What was it, uh,
Teddy Roosevelt said?

"Have sense enough to pick good
people to do what needs to get done,

but self-restraint enough not to
meddle with them while they do it."

Show some self-restraint.

And then your train can keep
rolling right on down those tracks.

Yes.

Of course, I agree with you.

I was only trying to offer my
support to assist him anyway I can.

Good.

I am sure glad to hear that.

Good?

Good.

Grayson, always a pleasure.

You too.

All right, catch me up.

Well, uh, Bell and I have been
working to sort through the files

from the Belarus
Consulate server.

We had to wait for a secretary to
arrive and fire up her computer...

But we have full access now.

And you're gonna be happy.

We found an encrypted
file titled "Volchek."

Which Shepherd
immediately hacked.

And it contained the
following dossier.

The name Volchek is
an alias for this man.

Borys Vusovich.

Born in Minsk 1979.

An alias?

Yeah, he was an ordinance
expert in the BGF army.

-That's explosives.
-Uh-huh.

Fought in Chechnya.
Discharged in '06.

He then found work as a middle manager
in the defense ministry until '08,

when his brother
died by suicide.

In '09, he went into the
food service industry,

where he became wealthy, as agriculture
was one of Belarus's biggest exports.

Yeah, but maybe a
little too wealthy.

He married Kira Budny in 2018.

Was a beauty queen, ten
years his junior, no kids.

In 2019, he was sought
after for embezzlement.

Apparently it was a US
businessman named Matt Woodley

who was working with the Belarusian
government to expose his corruption.

And a warrant was issued
for Vusovich's arrest.

I have one thing
to take care of.

I'm scared.

Everything will be okay.
I'll meet you on the plane.

The Militsiya in Minsk
discovered a plan of Volchek

trying to flee the
country by private plane.

So, everyone's here?

No, my husband is not here yet.

You aren't Mr. Vusovich?

I was told to wait
here for Mr. Vusovich.

But the jet that Borys
Vusovich and his wife were on

suddenly exploded as the
police were closing in.

Now, a officer testified that
he saw both of them onboard

before the plane caught fire.

But who knows.

The Belarusian government believes
that Vusovich staged the incident

and he has shown up inside the United
States using the alias Volchek.

So this guy embezzles a fuck-ton of
money, he's a demolitions expert,

clearly knows how
to make a bomb,

and he has the resources
to fake his own death?

And killed his wife in the
process to help sell it?

That is exactly what
we're saying, yeah.

Well, whatever he is, whoever
he is, we're close to him.

I can feel it.

He's somewhere nearby.

Sir, you have an 11:00
a.m. briefing at Westwood.

Right. This is good
work. Let's find him.

Yeah, agreed. Nice
work, you guys.

Thanks, man. Well, you know, we wouldn't
have had any of that information

if you hadn't kicked some
ass in there so, thank you.

Team effort.

That does get me thinking though,
if somebody does a deep dive on us,

that could backtrack
to our actual profiles.

Anything?

I handled that the
first week I was here.

Good.

That's, uh... That's good.

I accept all major credit cards.
Or Venmo if that's easier for you.

Ah.

You wanna see yours?

She's cute.

Show them Finau.

Wait. That's me?

Well, yeah, a version of you.

He's white.

Continue as planned.

I'm sure you'll find everything's
in order in the contract.

When could I expect delivery?

Vusovich?

Or should I call you "Volchek?"

The Americans are
closing in on you.

He will not spoil my plans to
bring this country to its knees!

We have been drilling
down on the name

that Meachum saw on the map in
the basement of the dance hall.

We were able to find this
man, Shawn Killian Gallagher.

-How about an LKA?
-House in Highland Park.

Police, open up.

Well, look at that.