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- Anything?
- Nothing.

Hmm.

Twelve o'clock.

I see him.

So I told Madam Secretary
everything she was doing wrong.

A week later, I'm chair
of the Housing subcommittee.

Senator.

A word?

Ah.

Excuse me for a second.

My apologies. I'm not sure
we're acquainted, Miss...

Detective, actually.

Detective Silver
and Detective Reagan.

You know, we're the cops

you've been dodging
for the last three days.

My assistant must have
dropped the ball.

Let's talk outside.

Claire Hayes.

She works here in the hotel.

Disappeared three days ago
in the middle of her shift.

Usually, when a woman
disappears like that,

it ends with a body.

How could I help
your investigation?

You're staying in the hotel.

Have you seen her,
had any interactions with her?

None come to mind.

There are 300 rooms.
Why are you harassing me?

Because the witnesses
that we spoke to said

that you and Claire
got into an argument

right outside the hotel bar,

just hours
before she went missing.

Yes, I did speak with her.

Not an argument, though.
Just a casual conversation.

I was asking about
some towels for my room.

Towels? Wow.

We pulled the security footage.

Now, does that look like
a casual conversation

about towels to you?

I'm only now realizing
you and I have met before.

I apologize, Detective Silver.

I'd forgotten
our conversation years back.

I remember it perfectly.

You want to know what else I
remember, you slick son of a...

Senator, we're trying to
piece together her whereabouts.

I have so much respect
for the BPD, the work you do.

But, we're having this
conversation in a hotel hallway,

not a police station.

So, assuming I'm free to go,
I'll suggest a more

respectful tone going forward.

Enjoy your party while you can.

You want to tell me
what's going on, Serpico?

- Do you know this guy?
- Don't worry about it, Reagan.

We're partners.
We're tracking a suspect

who you have a history with
and you didn't bother

to tell me anything about it.

Yeah, I am worried about it.
What is going on?

If he is involved...

that woman is already dead.

You recently secured
a huge indictment

against the Russian mob
in Boston.

Yes. For 20 years,

those criminals
have been profiting

on the backs of working people.

No longer. They're done.

That Russian mob case was also
mentioned in a few excerpts

from a book written by a former
ADA of yours, Teddy Bradford.

Your name also comes up
quite a few times.

I'd love to get your reaction.

Bradford writes
that you're soft on crime

and highlights what he calls
prosecutorial mistakes

from your ADA days.
Your response?

Well, this is all news to me,
so all I can say is

no comment.

He's suggesting that
you lack the experience...

I'm afraid we're
up against a hard stop.

Thank you so much, Becky.

Always great
speaking with you, Becky.

Keep asking the hard questions.

Why didn't we know
about this book?

I'm willing to bet Bradford's
people leaked those chapters

specifically
to create this moment.

Calculated ambush.

If this goes wide...

Serious journalists don't write
stories around "no comment."

"No comment" is just the hook.
The story is whatever

that weasel has cooked up
for his book.

Okay, you don't know him
like I know him.

Teddy is reckless
but he's not a weasel.

If the story's in the book,
we just need to see it.

Okay.

Charlie, set up a meeting
with Teddy.

I want to know
what he's planning

before we do anything rash.

Done.

That fantasy league

has been blowing up my phone
all day.

Dude, you traded
Williams for Brown

and you expect us not
to say anything?

What's the matter with Brown?

- I can't with you.
- What?

You rattle off yards-per-carry
stats like it's nothing

and then you trade for a dude
who's 100% cooked.

I'm not gonna give up on a guy

just 'cause he's going
through a rough patch, okay?

Brown's gonna turn it around.

This bleeding heart thing
of yours is 100%

tanking your chances
at the playoffs.

Oh.

Eddie C. back at it again.

This guy ever give up?

- Oh! Excuse me. I'm so sorry.
- Hey, watch it.

Hey, no, I apologize.

- Eddie, come on, man.
- No, hey, guys,

look, no, thi...

He stole this
from somebody else. Look.

He... Guys, look at that.

- It wasn't me. Hey.
-Come on, man.

- Give me the bag. Eddie.
- Hey, no, no, no!

- I should go. Come on.
- Don't run, Eddie.

- Don't make me run!
- No, no! Be cool, man!

Be cool, come on!

Hey... Oh! Okay, wow.

Hey, look at that. You're...

I feel like
we're getting engaged here.

That's found property. Hey.

- Come on, buddy.
- I-I hear what you're saying,
guys. Guys, look.

- I-I...
- Eddie, Eddie,

you know you have the right
to remain silent, right?

No. I-I-I... I get it.
You know, but I-I'm just saying.

I was... It's collecting that.
See, I was collecting

- all-all that stuff, so I...
- Reagan?

- Know what I mean?
- What's up with that suitcase?

Guys, is that anyone's bag?

No?

Everybody move back, okay?

Police matter. At least
a hundred yards, please.

- Come on, guys.
- Got a suspicious package.

- Unattended suitcase.
-Thank you.

We're evacuating the park.

- Yeah.
- Hey, you-you're getting
evacuated? What do... What...

- Copy.
- When am I getting evacuated?

-Okay,
we'll keep an eye on it.
-Hey.

- Thank you.
- Hey, boss. Boss, when-when
am I getting evacuated?

Silver...
is that suitcase bleeding?

Yeah.

Hey. You know you don't need

a private appointment to...

Uh-oh. You have your
"something's wrong" face on.

How worried should I be?

Worried enough that I thought
you should hear this directly.

- Have a seat.
-I'd like you to meet

one of our Sunday School
teachers, Ava.

Ava, this is
my granddaughter, Sarah.

- Hi.
- Hi.

I'd like you to tell her
what you told me.

It's my sister, Joyce.

Last weekend, me
and my boyfriend had a cookout.

My sister came by, in a mood.

She went up to my boyfriend,

showed him her gun,
in a holster,

and told him if he don't
start acting right...

she's gonna kill him.

Ava, that is
an awful situation.

If you're looking for advice,
I think you should file

an official police report right
away. Your boyfriend can't file

- a regular restraint between...
- Sarah? There's something else.

Something Ava isn't saying.

Ava?

My sister
is Officer Joyce Davis.

A cop.

BPD. Please, I-I don't
mean to cause trouble.

I-I just figured
I should let someone know.

Ava, you did the absolute
right thing coming to me.

I will handle this
the right way,

while protecting you
and your boyfriend, okay?

- They say she's been dead
for two days.
-That's awful.

- Good work on this, boys.
- Right.

- Thanks, Dad.
- Thank you, sir.

Thanks for getting here
so quickly.

Victim matches the description
of your missing person.

Thought you two
would want to take a look.

One time I wish I wasn't right.

Yeah.

- Got to get this guy, Danny.
- We will.

I was asking about
some towels for my room.

You stare any harder,

you're gonna burn a hole
in that screen.

Yeah, I'm overthinking, I guess.

Something about the senator?

Gonna fill me in?

Come on.

Tell me what happened
with you two.

More than I'd like.
Sarah calls him

- my white whale.
- The one

- that got away.
- Yeah, back when I first

made detective, I caught
this case. It was the murder

of a young sex worker
in a penthouse downtown.

Nicole Anders.

- Lowell was the killer.
- If he was the killer,

how come he's out walking
around, you know, senator-ing?

'Cause I was green.

There was all this political
pressure and warrant delays.

By the time I got the go-ahead,

he had returned to the scene
and covered his tracks.

- So you couldn't bring a case?
- No.

I'm sure that stung.

It did,
and it especially stings now.

You know, it took me years
to stop second-guessing myself.

And to rebuild my credibility.

But I've been watching Lowell
ever since then.

And he has this tell
when he's lying.

Watch his hand.

- Huh.
- Yeah, it's a tic.

And he did it
at the hotel last night.

When he lied to us.

I know he killed Claire, Danny.

Okay.
But guys like him are slick.

You know, they get off
on technicalities.

You want to get him, you got
to build a case that is airtight

- Mm-hmm.
- and follow all of the evidence.

Of course.

Speaking of, I pulled these

from different
surveillance cameras,

but all with the same
time stamp.

Look at this guy.
His movement, his posture.

It's like he's pulling something
inside that suitcase.

He's coming from the direction

of the hotel
where Lowell is staying.

Build matches Lowell.
Height is right, too.

Yep. Could be him.

But we're gonna need a lot more

than "could be"
to nail a state senator.

We're gonna have to dot the T's.

The I's.
And that's usually what I do.

Picking up your habits.

Yeah, I'm picking up
some of yours, too.

Let's roll.

As superintendent,
my days are busy.

Today, I spent my morning

learning about the incident
at the cookout last week.

You threatened
your sister's boyfriend, Carl,

with your service weapon.

And worse, you said that,
as a cop, you could, quote,

"Get away with an awful lot,"
unquote.

So, tell me, Officer,
what's going on?

Superintendent, ma'am,

that's all just, you know,

"he said, she said."

Hearsay.

I mean, it didn't
go down like that at all.

I was kind of hoping you'd be
straight with me, Officer.

Don't think
I didn't do my homework.

I've gone through your file.

Questioned witnesses,
your fellow officers.

And the staff at the hospital
where you shoved Carl last June.

With your disciplinary record,

you're looking at suspension,
if not termination.

So, BS time is over.

I will ask you again.

- What is going on?
- Ma'am.

My sister's boyfriend Carl
hits her.

Has been for a year.

Now, I don't like
that I did what I did,

but Ava's my baby sister.

You're a cop.

If your sister's being abused,

- you go through
the proper channels.
- Ma'am,

with respect, the
proper channels aren't working.

Ava's too scared of Carl
to admit what he's doing.

When we were young,
I swore to Ava

I would do anything
to keep her safe.

And that's what I'm going to do.

Officer Davis,
your actions are unbecoming

of a Boston Police officer.

Two weeks suspension
without pay.

Leave your ID and badge here.

Your sergeant
will take your weapon

and give it back to you
at the end of your hit.

Dismissed.

I was surprised
you reached out so quickly, Mae.

I was expecting
some sort of riposte.

Thank you.

Teddy, what are you doing?

I wrote a book.

That's a crime in Boston now?

That's not what
I'm talking about.

The book, the released excerpts,

this whole persona--
this isn't who you are.

No, you're thinking
of who I was.

I've evolved.

By necessity.

After you forced me
out of the D.A.'s office.

You coached a witness.
I offered you a demotion.

You chose to leave.

When I'm D.A.,

you'll be seen as shortsighted.

Jealous.

But we'd both know
that's not the truth.

Mae.
God, I feel badly for you.

Still playing yesterday's game.

Yesterday's game?

"But we both know
that's not the truth."

You really think

that matters
more than the narrative?

How typically Mae Silver.

When you're D.A.

Who's getting you
to think like this, huh?

Daddy's friends?

Spare me the condescension.

Teddy, let me give you
a little bit of advice.

Don't underestimate me.

-Okay, ready for this one?
-Yeah, thanks.

You know this is the second time
this month

that we've processed
Eddie's haul.

He's a crook. But still,
you got to admire

- the man's dedication.
-All right, all right.

I'm coming.

What is it, girl?

Dog's alerting on the toy, boys.

What do we got here?

Drugs with that seal

are all over,
south of Mass Ave.

- What's the story
with this stuff?
-Drug Control

hit the dealers working
the parks. We scared 'em.

So they switched up
how they're moving product

using cute little games
like this.

If we could track down where
this one came from, would that

- help you guys out at all?
-Sure.

If you get lucky,
you spot something,

we'd for sure want to know.

I know what that look.
How are we even supposed to

track these things down?
Eddie is a pickpocket,

he's not the dealer.

We ask him where he lifted it.

Except he just
got out on bail.

Then we go find him.

Unless you'd rather sit around
here filling out paperwork.

Your choice.

Claire was the sweetest girl.

She had all these dreams.

But she was
an amazing photographer.

She went to school
to be a photojournalist.

Boston was supposed
to be her fresh start.

We went through the security
footage from the other night.

Her interaction
with Senator Lowell.

Yeah, people like Claire
don't usually get caught up

with a state senator
for no reason.

Any idea what might have
set him off?

No, I don't know.

Claire was patient, easygoing.

Senator Lowell--
he can be very difficult.

This is the stuff that
Claire left in her locker

and the hotel computer records
you asked for.

I just hope you can
figure out what happened.

We are gonna
do our absolute best.

Thank you.

MAE
All I can say is no comment.

What's going on, Charlie?

Someone edited
your podcast exit.

Made it look like
you stormed out.

"#What Is D.A. Silver Hiding?"
is trending.

What are you talking about?

What I'm talking about
is 17,000 mentions

in the last hour.

Teddy did this.

Like I said: weasel.

No co-co-co-co-comment.

Just had coffee with him
ten minutes ago.

Pull the Blackburn Group file.

I remember you telling me
you wouldn't ever...

I said I would tell you when.

Pull the file.

Ooh!

Perfect.

Got the hotel's
key card logs.

Now we can tell
where the senator's been.

Are we checking
all of the key card records

or just the senator's?

He accessed
the public service elevator

30 minutes after we saw him
at his gala.

Maybe he had to go
to the bathroom after eating

- those nasty crab puffs.
- Ha, ha.

Or maybe he went
to go move the body.

- Mm.
- The timeline supports it.
Haven't you heard

time plus access
equals opportunity?

It's a theory.

A circumstantial one,
but a theory.

I get it.
I'm a dog with a bone.

I hate to say it, it's kind of
like watching myself at work.

Oh, well, then you'll
develop a tolerance, won't you?

- Hope so.
- Wait.

Room service records
show that Lowell

ordered meals for two
throughout his entire stay.

Including
a "Lover's Delight" package.

- Champagne and caviar.
- That's very romantic.

Especially considering
Lowell's wife

was back home in Worcester
the entire time.

Maybe Lowell was
stepping out with Claire.

That would be motive.
Though it's speculation,

- not enough for a conviction.
- Danny, I will say it again:

- Lowell killed Claire.
- I get it.

But we have to cover every...
piece.

Like this.

Dates, times, and a number.
705.

- Hmm. Room number at the hotel?
- That's what I'm thinking.

Maybe Claire was
tracking somebody's

movements in that room,
like a slimy senator?

705.

Name's been scrubbed
from the system.

- Powerful senator could do that.
- Yeah, but Lowell was staying

- on six.
- That's only one floor down.

Maybe he had a second room
for nefarious activities.

Come on, it's a lead.
We got to track it.

Haven't you heard?

Showing your work closes cases.

Fine.

We'll go to the seventh floor.

But wipe that smile
off your face.

You're way too pleased
with yourself, Reagan.

I spoke to Ava. She mentioned
her sister's suspension.

- How you holding up with that?
- You know, if you wanted

an excuse to check in on me,
you didn't have to

drive all the way
out to Somerville.

We got sandwiches downstairs.

The café here doesn't serve
a real spuckie.

- Mm.
- You know, as the boss,

I'd think you'd be in position
to rectify that.

I've learned that my command
authority does not extend

to the cafeteria menu.

You seem a hundred miles away.

You want to talk about it?

When I was in college,

I had this friend, Kelly.

Her boyfriend was obsessive,

controlling.

And over the course
of the year, he just

turned her into a shell.

I wanted so badly to help her.

I'm feeling just as powerless
now as I did back then.

Early in my ministry,

I had a...

a parishioner who was

deeply addicted to pain pills.

I was failing him.

Felt like I was
failing myself.

But then one day,

I sat with him on a pew

and something changed.

I... I just set aside
being the reverend

and I just sat there with him,

- as Edwin.
- And that helped him?

It helped me.

I realized that
God never called me

to perform miracles.

He called me to show up.

Your father--

he taught me about something

called Tikkun Olam.

Our creator calls us
to heal the world.

But He does not need us

to be superheroes, Sarah.

He needs us to do what we can,

as the human beings
He created us to be.

I mean, what
else are we supposed to do?

So, you know, when you guys
picked me up,

I was just waiting
for-for Ducky.

You guys know Ducky? Ducky?

You guys know Ducky, right?
Ducky-Ducky's Pawn Shop?

You know, anyways,
I was talking to him

about the potential resale value
of some used speakers I may have

come into contact with
'cause my sister's girlfriend--

you know, she's a-she's
a lesbian now, you know...

I can't believe
I let you talk me into this.

This dude is never
gonna be helpful to us.

- Ever.
- Oh, come on.

Maybe this is Eddie's

big moment, you know?

It's his, uh, his shot
to turn things around.

We-we know, with the-with the...
with the-the dagger

and the-and the rings
on the cover?

Right now.
You get 200 bucks.

As a businessman, I'm thinking
to myself, you know,

"Who am I to judge?"

Eddie.
Remember why you're here.

You're supposed to be
leading us to where you lifted

the leprechaun doll, right?

I know, I know. Uh...

you know what, guys, I'm gonna
be honest with you, it's-it's

- just kind of hard to say.
-Eddie.

- Focus.
- Wait, wait, wait. Uh...

Wait. Okay, no, I remember,
I re-I remember, I remember.

I was-I was on Wash,

south of the Arborway.
You know, where all the-all the

Indian restaurants are at,
where you get the vindaloo?

Probably where
I found that item.

That's pretty far from
where we picked you up.

I-I do cover a lot of ground.
That's true.

It's all right, Eddie.
We'll check it out.

That's not too far.

Hey.
You guys take probiotics?

Got to quite figure why
our victim was so fixated

on that room, 705.

But then you're not even
thinking about that

because you're fixated on

your white whale,
Senator Lowell.

M.E. said that
Claire died Monday night,

right after Lowell
confronted her.

- Uh-huh.
- And then the body was moved

just hours after
we saw him at the gala.

Yeah.
But moved from where?

We don't have a crime scene.

Not yet.

That only proves
he could have done it.

Doesn't prove he did.

This is it. 705.

Somebody's hungry.

Yeah. Whoever's watching.

Hey, hey.

Stop right there.
Don't knock on that door.

- Who the hell are you?
- Investigator Williamson,

with the D.A.'s office.

I'm Detective Reagan,
this is Detective Silver.

We're investigating a homicide.
Why can't we knock on the door?

- Lena Silver, right?
- Yes.

Does your mother
know you're up here?

Does she need to
know we're up here?

Who do you have
guarded in there?

Look...

because you're you.

The guy in there
is Evgeny Leskov.

The Russian hit man?

- Who?
-He's an enforcer

with the Russian mob.

Car bombings and executions.
He's the kind of killer

that other killers
cross the street to avoid.

That's who our vic
was obsessed with?

No wonder 705 was scrubbed
from the hotel records.

- We definitely
need to speak to him.
-Anything to do

with that guy
needs to be cleared by the D.A.

Great.
We'll clear it with the D.A.

Tell my mom we're on the way.

I understand that. No, see,
I had a very crowded morning.

You know? Uh, I started
over at the bus stop

and then I m... I made my way
over to the doughnut crowd.

You know how distracted
a man gets when-when he's eat...

- when he's eating a cruller?
- Eddie, Eddie.

Tell us where you
found the guy who you lifted

- the toy with the drugs.
- Yeah... Right, right, right,

- I know. The little...
- Okay?

little leprechaun toy, I know.
I-I know

what you're talking about.
Yeah. Very cute... cute toy.

Listen, guys, I have to...
I have to go in here

for a second.
I got to duck in here,

got to talk to a guy
about something.

- Eddie, you can't...
- Look, just gimme,
like, two minutes.

I see you, I get it, okay?

Paulie. Paulie!
Hey, hey, hey!

Okay, okay, listen, listen.
Hey, okay.

Hey, uh, uh, okay.
Paulie, hey...

How dare show your face

- around here without
my money, Eddie?
- Paulie...

Help! Police!

- I'm being attacked!
- Get his arm! Get his arm!
Oh!

- Hey!
-Whoa! Whoa, whoa!
Hey, hey!

- Well, now we got to arrest you.
- Hey, look, Paulie,

I'm really sorry about this.

By the time you get out,
I swear to God,

you and me,
we're gonna be square, okay?

- You better...
- Great. He used us.

How's that bleeding heart now?

Walk. Come on.

Is it bad?
Feels bad.

Come on, Eddie.

Hmm.

Blackburn file.
Worse than I remember.

- Yeah, nothing if not thorough.
- Hm.

These photos could not only
derail Teddy's political career,

they could upend his life.

Well, this viral moment
isn't dying down

until the next one shows up.

D.A. Silver.
Charlie.

-Detective.
-What are you two doing

poking around
my cooperating witness?

We're looking for a murderer.

- Well, it's not Leskov.
-How do you know?

Because he's helping me
dismantle

the Russian mob in Boston.

Yeah, he's a very bad guy,
he's gonna

go to jail for a very long time.

However, right now
he's under 24-hour surveillance,

he's got armed guards
and an ankle monitor.

- So, in other words...
- Airtight alibi

- for Claire's murder.
- Yeah.

Airtight as can be.

Sarah, do you think
two weeks suspension is enough?

She threatened a civilian.

Well, she was
looking out for her family.

I mean, that counts
for an awful lot to me.

Yeah, but does that
suddenly trump her badge?

Well, she kept her weapon
holstered.

But the threat was real enough.

So, what, she's supposed
to just stand there

- while her sister gets beat up?
-That's not the point.

You're police officers.
Your duty is to the law.

I know.
I'm just saying.

Someone threatens one of my
sisters? They best watch out.

Protecting family
and upholding your duty are both

sacred values. Each
incomplete without the other.

And to be honest, your sisters
would probably be fine.

They're both armed
and very dangerous.

- That's right.
- That's right.

What are you so fascinated by?

It's Mae.

Some of these jerks online

are out of control.

No phones, Sean.

Speaking of people
who should watch out.

The whole thing is so gross.

The way they edited that video

- is completely manipulative.
-Spent years

building a reputation,
and some smug ex-employee

tries to tear it down
in one day.

Victims calling my office--
they must be wondering

if they can trust me
to get them justice.

I never really got used
to knuckleheads taking shots

at my dad
in the press or online,

but the good ones see you
for the good that you're doing.

I couldn't agree more.

I agree too, but online,
truth is just the opening bid.

Whoever's loudest is the one
that gets the attention.

Yeah, but Danny's right.

It's the good you do

- that's most important.
-Amen.

The rest is just noise.

-Hey, good night.
-Good night, boys.

You barely said a word
at dinner.

Yeah.
Just... thinking, I guess.

Just thinking?

Come on.
Tell me what's going on.

Some guy-- a pickpocket--
used me today,

and just made me feel...

like an idiot in front of Jonah.

I get it.

I've been there before,
believe it or not.

It's easy to be jaded.

What's difficult
is believing in people

when they don't always
believe in themselves.

Well, how do you keep believing
without being a sucker?

- Because...
- What's that saying?

Um, "Trust, but verify."

Having faith in people
isn't naïve.

It's what makes you a good cop.

- Uh, "Trust, but verify," huh?
- Yeah.

Your heart's in the right place.

Don't let one doofus
change that.

Come on.

I should have known
this would happen.

-What?
- Oh, what always happens.

People like Lowell--
they always win.

I don't know what else to do.

Okay, what happened last time
is irrelevant.

Why don't you have my back
with this case?

What are you talking about?

You've been questioning
every instinct that I have.

Why don't you trust me?

I need your help, Danny.

And I thought you were
the kind of partner

who would understand

and who would stand with me.

- Was I wrong about you?
- Of course I trust you.

And more importantly,
I believe in you.

You think I'd be in this city
if I didn't?

Sean or no Sean,
I would be out of here.

And I also
happen to believe that

you are 100% correct
about Senator Lowell.

But I've been down
this road before, many times.

We have to be smarter than him.

So when we nail
that son of a bitch,

we nail him for good.
That's what the victims deserve.

And maybe you could
trust me a little bit, too.

Danny.

Yeah?

That call Claire made
to Main Channel Construction.

- They didn't know her.
- She knew them.

Look.

2501 Banning Ave.

That's right next door
to the hotel.

This could be the same type of
plastic Claire was wrapped in.

Yeah.

That is a whole lot of blood.

I think we just found
our crime scene.

Yeah.

Hey, man, I, uh...

I wanted to say sorry about

how things went down yesterday.

Yeah, well, that's what you get
for trusting crooks.

I don't know.
Would you be mad if I said

I wasn't ready to give up
my bleeding heart?

...breast pocket wallet,
you know, is very...

- Okay! Uh... Oh.
-Good?

Oh! Hey, fellas! Fellas.
Listen, hey, look, those...

Tho-Those were the fellas
I was telling you about.

Look, I got a hot lead for you.

- Okay? I got a hot-I got
a hot lead.
- You two know him?

- Unfortunately.
- What'd he do this time?

Got him for jumping a turnstile.

Yeah, yeah... yes, yes, but

I only jumped
the turnstile because

I was chasing
that leprechaun guy for you.

Eddie, how are we supposed
to trust you, man?

Yesterday you used us
to buy time for your debt.

Yeah, I-I know,
I-I did, I did.

I feel really bad
about that, okay? But

this time I'm 100% on the level.
I saw

Mr. Leprechaun Guy
selling out of that park

with the fountain, you know,
by the-by the old T station.

- Hamill Park?
- Ah. Yes. Yes.

That's actually pretty close to

where we were on our
wild-goose chase yesterday.

And the DCU officer

did say the drug dealers
were working the parks.

Guys, I-I saw him. Okay?

I saw him.
I can ID him for you,

I swear.

- You book him yet?
- Mm-mmm.

No.

All right, Eddie.

- You can show us, okay?
- Yeah!

But you're staying
in those cuffs.

You do exactly what we say

or else you're coming
right back here. Understood?

- You're right, yeah,
of course, yeah.
-Sean,

sounds quite familiar.

Eh, come on, live a little.

He flakes again,
I'll buy you a beer.

Uh, you already owe me a beer.
That'll be two beers.

This is true.

I love beers. Listen...

I'm not a part of this.
I'm sorry.

Priority 1.
Off-duty Officer Davis

responding to hostage situation

in progress,
requesting response.

Yankee-Charlie-3 to dispatch,

take me off
to that location as well.

Carl! Ava?

Carl!

Carl! Ava!

Carl! Oh, my God!

What's going on, Sergeant?

Superintendent.
We've got boyfriend intoxicated,

barricaded inside
with girlfriend, he's armed.

Officer Davis was off duty,
came over,

- situation deteriorated.
- Carl!

Let my sister go, Carl!

I have the girlfriend's cell.
Hold position

and maintain perimeter
until I make contact.

Get Davis back here.
Officer Davis! Get back here.

Why?!
Don't you know I love you?!

Tell your sister
to leave us alone!

Carl, please.

I love you!

Stay back, stay back.

- What do you want?
-Carl?

I'm Sarah, with Boston PD.

Sounds like you're going
through something

- really tough right now.
- I'm not gonna hurt her.

I take care of her.

I can hear that
in your voice, Carl.

You love her.

But I can also tell that

you are pissed off
about something.

So, Carl, tell me...

what has got you so pissed off?

It's Ava's cop sister.

She's always in our business.

If I were in your shoes,

I'd feel like
I was under attack.

Here you are
just trying to protect

- what you have with Ava.
- Exactly.

- Everybody thinks
I'm some kind of a monster.
- What if this could end

with both of you
walking away safe?

Show everybody you are the guy
who protects her.

That starts with
putting that gun down

and coming outside.

Can you do...

Carl?

Hands where I can see 'em!

Hands up! Drop your weapon
right now! Drop it!

Weapon down.
Go, go, go!

Hold your fire! Hold your fire!

Stay back, stay back.

Joy.

It's okay. It's okay.

CSRU got fibers, prints

and blood from two people.

But what was Claire
doing in here?

Well, we know she wanted
a photo of Leskov.

She was an aspiring
photojournalist,

right?

My money says
she set up shop here

to get a photo of Leskov here.

One of those
must be room 705.

Yeah.

Well, he put her
in the suitcase here

after he dragged her...

...from this point,
where he hit her.

With the rebar.

That was the killing blow.
But then the fight started...

here.

Why?

That's the question.

Wait a minute.

Oh...

Thank you, Claire.

It's a camera.

So she must have stashed it
right before he arrived.

Time stamp says four days ago.

That's just before
the time of Claire's death.

Yeah.

Definitely took these from here.

And she got her photo of Leskov.

And that's not all she got.

No, it isn't.

Senator Lowell
with his mistress.

And look-- when he saw her
taking the photo.

He didn't look too happy.

Wow.

He comes over here
to get rid of that photo,

confronts Claire.

Lowell. Blood.
Crime scene.

You know what this means, right?

We got him.

Guys, I really love parks.
It's positive vibes,

good energy. Makes it very easy
for me to do my job,

- if I'm being honest, you know?
- Eddie, Eddie. You're not

- our C.I., okay?
Don't confess crimes to us.
- Yeah,

yeah, no, I know.
Right. If I wanted to,

I mean, I could tell you,
you know?

- But I'm not gonna.
- Yo, Eddie, Eddie, Eddie.

Is this the guy
you were chasing?

Oh, my G... Yeah, no, no,
yeah, no, that's him.

I... To be honest with you,
I didn't actually expect him

to be here, but yeah, yeah,
that's him.

Okay, so now what do we do?

I mean, do we just trust Eddie?

I don't trust Eddie

as far as I can
throw him, but...

- Same.
- maybe?

Don't we need, like,
probable cause or something?

- Do we just...
- What are you...

- what are you guys
talking about? That's him.
- Eddie, Eddie,

- Come on, guys, get him,
- we got it. Just... Shh!
- Eddie, chill,

- he's right there. Hey, hey,
- Eddie, shh.
- chill, chill, chill.

fella! Hey!

These-these cops--
they think you're holding! Huh?

- Huh? Yeah! Yeah, see?
- Go, go, go.

- Probable cause!
- Come on!

Hey, get him! Hey! Hey!

- Run, Eddie!
- Go! I'm coming!

- Come on! Come on!
- Nothing to see here!

Police business!

Suspect on the boardwalk.

Hey!

Stop! BPD!

We did it! We got him! Huh?

Yeah, Eddie, we did.

Hey, buddy.
Looked like that hurt, huh?

- Man, I told you! Whoo!
- Maybe that bleeding heart
of yours

can actually
be useful sometimes.

Tough day today?

Everyone's alive.

Other than that, Tikkun Olam.

I just got to keep showing up.

What else are we supposed to do?

Hello, Teddy.

This place seems smaller.

My advisors said
this meeting was either

a surrender or an attack.
I said

Mae Silver never surrenders.

I'm guessing that's the attack.

The opposition researchers--
they...

they found quite a bit
of stuff on you.

- Political blackmail.
- I wanted to ambush you. Put you

in your place.
Give you your own viral moment.

I'm not gonna do it.

You're, what, giving up?

- What am I missing?
- The bigger picture.

You're young, you're ambitious,
you're very talented.

You really could be someone
who makes a difference,

but instead you're
throwing it away for

your 15 minutes of attention.

You think I'm
throwing my career away?

I think you're on the verge
of discovering that the people

who are using you
are fair-weather friends

and they're just gonna toss you
aside when it suits them.

So, go on your book tour.

Just say what you want
to say about me.

And if you ever remember
why you wanted

to become a prosecutor,
then we can talk.

But Teddy, the next time you try

to destroy
someone's reputation,

just make sure
your own house is clean first.

Because if I found this...

...imagine what
your new friends will find.

Detectives, please.
The senator's a busy man.

- What are we doing here?
-We won't waste too much

of your time.
Just need to ask you a question.

Fine, let's get this over with.

Our victim. Claire Hayes.

An aspiring photojournalist.

Here are some photos
that she took from the hotel.

Is this a photo show?

Now, we can't prove that
you were yelling at Claire

because she took these photos,

nor can we speak to your
state of mind in this photo

of you and your lovely mistress.

- Okay, I think we're done here.
- No, we're not.

'Cause, you see,
thankfully, we don't

need to prove
any of those things.

'Cause we've got your hair
at the scene.

And your DNA on the rebar

you struck her with to kill her.

We'll also make sure
the jury gets a look

at the surveillance footage
of you dragging Claire's body

into the park in a suitcase,

where you were gonna dump her
in the pond until you saw

two officers and panicked
and then left her there to rot.

But, honestly,
after seeing all this,

they won't need to see that.

Please. None of this sticks.

If you're so confident
in your case,

why even drag me down here?

So I could ask you one question.

How does it feel

to know that,
after all this time,

escaping justice...

you are finally
going away for good?

You were right
and you stuck to it.

I hope this finally
brings you some peace.

I get to tell Claire's family.

And I get to call Mrs. Anders
tonight, tell her I finally

got the guy
who killed her daughter.

Yeah.

Listen, Danny,

you know what it meant to me
to catch this guy.

Got me off my game.

I am sorry

for how I came at you.

What I said about you not
having my back-- it was wrong.

Honestly, I don't even know
why I took it that far.

But I truly appreciate you

for not taking it to heart.

You know,
I'd be lying if I said

I haven't done the same thing
dozens of times in my career.

But I've been blessed
with great partners.

They gave me space and grace.

Allowed me to blow up.

Were still there for me,
keep me on the right track.

Kind of like you did.

From the moment
I stepped into this city.

So, thank you.

Thank you for
not bailing on me.

I don't plan on it, partner.

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