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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.

Not an argument, though. Just a casual conversation.

I was asking about some towels for my room.

...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.

All units,

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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