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- I had to go after him--
- You had options!

Sabrina!

You could’ve trusted us--

trusted me--

but instead
you chose to go rogue.

Uh...

Dad, you remember Nate?

Uh, Mr. Sohal...

Call me Ajeet.

Welcome.

Things fell through the cracks.

This case, it happened

because I didn’t
do my job right.

What about a new job, then?

Ellistern’s retiring.
We need a new Watch Commander.

You can make sure nothing
falls through the cracks again.

As of today, Oliver Campbell
is formally suspended.

♪ And if your path
won’t lead you home ♪

♪ You can never surrender ♪

Enough with
the Depression-FM, Brandy.

Don’t listen to her.

It’s pretty and powerful...

just like you.

We need some real jams,
like Miley.

I need this one.

Okay...

It’s Dave.

Sorry.

All right.

See ya later, queens.

Hey, nice haircut.

You know how it works.

But it’s gonna be a good night.
I can feel it.

You always say that!

And I’m always right.

Besides, you’ve had me,
like, for an hour.

Do you know
how much that costs?

- This is very beautiful on you.
- Thank you.

Okay.

You lookin’ for a good time?

Hello?

Shit.

Yo! Call the cops!
Call the cops.

Hey.

"Oh, good morning, Sabrina.

How are you doing?"

"Oh, Ish,
thank you so much for asking--

Can you keep it down?

It’s just I’m in the middle
of something important.

Aiden and I killed ourselves

putting those Campbell files
together

with our team at the C.I.U.,

and that criminal walks away
with a nice suspension.

Yeah, I don’t like it
any more than you do.

Yeah, well, it’s hard to tell
whose side you’re on these days.

Hey, what is that
supposed to mean?

It hasn’t been easy
for me either.

Kara’s gone.

Zak and I
are just back to normal.

Yeah, well, this is
good old CFPC drama.

Well, I’m not the most popular
person at the detachment.

Half of them think that
I’m an over-entitled princess

who personally
got Campbell suspended.

They respected him.

They don’t trust me.

Screw them.

Hey, I mean, at least
your love life’s popping.

Bring the guy home
to family dinner?

I mean, when’s the wedding?

Is that Nate boo?

No, it’s work.

You want that?

Okay.

Vince?

Hey. Thanks.

Sanitation discovered her body
this morning.

Is Tenille away?

Yeah. Looks like it.

Brambilla?

Sohal. Kalaini.

Female.

Mid- to late-30s.

Estimated time of death
8 to 12 hours.

Do we have a name?

There was no name tag
on the body, Detective.

No I.D.

I found a purse close by,
but no wallet.

Officers are checking
the dumpster and bags

for anything
that looks suspicious.

And drag marks.

Doesn’t look like
the primary crime scene.

And no CCTV footage?

Nothing from the area, no.

Let’s take some officers

and canvas that apartment
building over there.

- Copy that.
- Yeah.

Do you have a cause of death?

Strangulation.

Asphyxiation
caused by external pressure

to the anterior cervical
region.

Incised wounds on antebrachium
and forearms.

What, defensive wounds?

Mm-hmm.

Cuts look pretty deep.

The wounds were created

by the tangential force
of a sharp-edged object,

like a knife.

Abrasions on wrists
consistent with restraints.

- Handcuffs?
- Yes.

Oh, and she has
the most peculiar marking.

"F40"?

Hey, Gillian
I’m sending you a photo.

Our woman has "F40" written
on her forehead.

I’ll start digging.

Thanks, Gill.

Thanks.

This area’s a meeting place
for sex workers and johns.

If you’re looking for a name
for our Jane Doe,

Detective Meyer’s
a good place to start.

Mitch Meyer, from Vice?

Yeah. You know him?

Now, these here are what
you call "designer donuts".

Okay? You got your crème brûlée,

your cherry cheesecake

and your Homer Simpson special.

I’ll take a Boston Cream
with a side of bragging rights.

- Kalaini!
- What’s up, brother?

How are you, bro?

The only right you have
is to remain silent.

That three-pointer
was a lucky shot.

Oh, is "lucky"
the new word for "talented"?

This guy.

Speaking of.
Is this Detective Sohal?

Detective Meyer.

Kalaini here
sings your praises.

Oh, yeah?

- Oh, yeah.
- Listen. Um...

Found a body
in the industrial yard

off Old Yale Road.

I wanted to see
if you recognized her.

Pretty sure that’s Brandy.

She struggled with addiction.

What’s, uh...

...what’s that on her forehead?

We’re working on that.
Uh, do you have a last name?

Yeah, uh.
Full name’s Allison Taylor.

Yeah, we busted
a massage parlour

she was working at
not that long ago.

She O.D., or...?

No. Handcuffed, strangled,
abandoned among garbage bags.

Jesus.

What about bad johns--
any reports, lately?

Not here.

There were
a few isolated incidents

in Langley, a while ago.

Any arrests?

Hey, you should, uh,

you should talk
to the other girls, though.

They might be able
to help you out.

They usually hang
at Saint Joan Mission.

Great. Thanks, Mitch.

Yeah. Hey.
Hope you get the guy.

Cheers, brother.

Hey, Vince? Yeah.
We got a name on our Jane Doe.

We’re still
investigating circumstances.

Oh, my God. Allie.

She... She just--

She just called me,
two nights ago.

She...

Take your time.

She asked me for money...

and I said no.

Oh, my God.

If I would’ve just
given it to her...

When was the last time
you saw your sister?

Two months ago.

I took her some clothes
and shampoo.

She used to have
the most beautiful, thick hair,

but it was all matted,

and she was so skinny...

Rebecca...

do you know of anyone
who might’ve wanted

to hurt Allison?

You mean besides johns
and addicts?

What about a boyfriend
or an ex?

I don’t know.

I-I don’t think so.

She did tell me
about this one guy,

a-a photographer.

She liked him.

He said he could get her
modelling work.

And did he?
Did that work out for her?

I never saw any photos.

Did she maybe
tell you his name?

No.

I’m not sure
if she made that story up,

or if it was real.

Okay, well, thank you again
for your time, Rebecca.

Again, we’re really sorry
for your loss.

Allie was a bright light.

She should be alive.

Find who did this.

We’ll do everything we can.

If, uh...

you need anything--

Yeah?

Her body was found

in an industrial yard
this morning.

Could you identify her,
Pastor Patrick?

Patrick]
Yes. That’s her.

She was
such a wonderful person.

Sorry.

It’s okay.

Did Brandy come here often?

Yeah.

She would come
at least once a week,

since I started,
three months ago.

It took a while to build trust.

We would talk.

She liked to read
in the drop-in centre.

Same spot, all the time.

She really loved singing
in the community choir

and helping the kids
with the chapel.

She was doing okay for a while.

She got her 30-day chip.

And then she stopped
going to meetings...

...and when you do that--

Ahem.

For me, it was whiskey.

Celebrated 15 years.

Do you remember
the last time you saw Brandy?

Yeah, yesterday,
at choir practice.

Brandy was with Mei

and Delilah--

The Three Musketeers.

Hey, Dad, we’re running low
on sandwiches.

This is my son, Jordy.

- Hi. Detective Sohal.
- Yeah.

This is Detective Kalaini.

Are you here for
the community outreach meeting?

Son, Brandy was found dead
this morning.

W-what happened?

That’s what
we’re trying to figure out.

Now is the time

we can lean on our community,

but we do need to speak
to these policemen, okay?

We need to find out
what happened.

They’re here now.

Come on, Mei.

Detectives,
this is Mei Wanyan...

Delilah St. James.

I’ll be in my office.

Hi there.

My name is Zak Kalaini.

Hi. I’m Sabrina.

We’re very sorry for your loss.

Sure you are.

One less sex worker
for you to arrest, right?

Uh, we were hoping
to ask you a few questions.

It’s your fault she’s dead.

You raided
our massage parlour.

Kicked down the doors,
waving your guns around,

trashed the place,

rounded us up like criminals,

and forced us onto the streets
to fend for ourselves!

Shame on you!

Shame on all of you!

Brandy’s blood
is on your hands!

I think my sister said it all.

She’s right.

Mei is right.

We left Brandy
exposed to this risk.

We should’ve done more
to protect her--

to protect all of you.

We want to do that.

We want to find
the person who did this,

so it doesn’t happen again.

Delilah, we need your help.

Patrick said that you were
with Brandy last night.

Please...

if you have any information--

It was a dark sedan.

Maybe a Honda.

I didn’t get a good look at him.

Medium build, maybe.

I write down
all of the licence plates...

of the cars
the girls get into.

The licence plate was muddy,

so I only saw
some of the numbers.

This is very helpful.

Thank you.

Don’t thank me.

Find his ass...

and nail it.

We got nothing
from the garbage,

still waiting on DNA,

and still no hits

on "F40".

Brandy’s sister

mentioned something
about a photographer.

She didn’t get a name,

but the guy sounds shady--
we’re looking into it now.

I ran the partial plate
you sent me.

Five possible matches
just came in.

Three of them
are registered to women.

Which doesn’t
match the profile.

Vehicles could’ve been driven
by a husband or a boyfriend.

Yeah,
you’re not wrong, but two

of vehicles are registered
to men-- let’s start there.

"Jeremy Mislan"
and "Fitzgerald Oster".

Both men have Nissan Sentras.

Let’s talk to these guys.

{Sabrina] Mud covering
half the licence plate.

Sabrina?

Hey, guys.

- How’re you doing?
- Five more minutes, you guys.

Hi there.

Detectives Kalaini
and Sohal with the CFPC.

Hi.

We’re looking
for Fitzgerald Oster?

That’s my husband.

W-What’s this regarding?

Babes! You left
the gas on in the barbecue.

Mr. Oster. Hi. CFPC.

Do you mind
if we have a moment?

- What’s going on, Fitz?
- It’s nothing.

It sure doesn’t
look like "nothing".

Here. The kids are starving.

Uh...

Come on, you two.
Come on.

Before the hot dogs get cold.

Hot dogs!

Mr. Oster, is that your Sentra
in the driveway?

Yeah?

Where were you last night,
around 8 p.m.?

I was working late.

Uh, your licence
plate matches

a car that picked up
a sex worker in a parking lot

on 108th Ave.

I don’t know what you guys
are talking about.

Hey. Turn around.

I’m bringing you in
on suspicion of murder.

Let’s go.

We’ve got Forensics combing
your car right now, Fitz.

I’m thinking
they’re gonna find Brandy’s DNA

on the seats,
on the cuffs,

and you’ll be facing down
a first-degree murder charge.

I told you--
I picked her up!

And I’m a security guard,
that’s why I have handcuffs.

You know, the sooner
you tell us the truth,

the easier it’ll be
for everyone.

Fitz.

It was--

...it was my first time.

I was...
...lonely.

My wife and I--
things are not so good.

I just...

- I took her to--
- "Brandy."

I took Brandy
to the lot in Kwantlen,

but then I had second thoughts.

I said I wanted to leave--

"thanks anyway," you know--

but she insisted
that I pay the full amount.

I thought
I was being scammed.

And that pissed you off?

No.

I tried to reason with her.

But you’d already
taken up her time.

You had cost her money.

That’s why
I finally paid her half.

Look, we didn’t do anything.

You know what I think?

I think something happened
in that car

that pushed you too far.

She embarrassed you
and you snapped.

All right,
so let me get this straight.

You picked her up,
you changed your mind,

you left her upset
in a parking lot,

and then...
you just drove home?

Yes.

Like I said I did.

You know,
something was off with her.

She was all jittery,

said she really
needed the money bad,

and then she got out,

slammed the door,

and was gone.

And now she’s dead.

Thanks for the update.

So? What did
Dr. Nikki have to say?

Well, the tests came back
on the cuffs in Oster’s car--

Brandy’s DNA isn’t on them.

Okay, so he’s not our guy.

Well, we don’t know
Brandy’s movements

after Fitz dropped her off.

The assailant could be
the next john,

or three johns later.

Or... not a john at all.

What about the photographer?

We may have something.
Take a look at Brandy’s socials.

Yeah, I found similar photos

on other accounts.

Uh, same demographic of model,

same backdrops and poses...

Do you see what we see?

That wall looks familiar.

The old Growers’ Co-op
in Newton.

That was
one of our first calls.

And a photographer

named Richard Manning
rents space there.

He did time for dealing,
two years ago.

There’s a warrant out
for his arrest--

not for dealing,
for dodging child support.

A real gem.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

See ya.

Nice.

Now just switch up that position
a little bit for me there.

Nice.

Oh, that’s perfect.

Look at that!

Ahh.

If you could just maybe show me
a little more shoulder, yeah?

Great!

You know what,
just hang tight for a sec here.

Richard Manning?

Uh, yeah.

Detective Sohal.

This is Detective Kalaini.
You left your door open.

Well, I’m in the middle
of a shoot, guys.

What’s this about?

We’re investigating a homicide.

Brandy Taylor.

You photographed her.

Yeah, but I’ve photographed
a lot of girls, I mean--

She’s vaguely familiar, yeah.

- How old are you?
- She’s twen-- twenty.

Twenty... one.

You want to try that again?

How’s your daughter?

Dude, what’s my daughter got
to do with anything?

You’re behind
on your child support.

Yeah, and there’s a warrant
for your arrest.

Okay, well, I don’t know
anything about that.

Right.

Maybe your memory
will improve at the station.

Yeah, like what
your relationship

with Brandy was,

when the last time
you saw her was--

Anything else that may
arise from your computer,

your phone, your camera...

Okay. Yeah, I know her.

You’re--

You’re saying she’s dead?

Okay. I mean,
we hung out a bit.

We did a few sessions,
I liked her,

but I haven’t seen her
in months--

she was trying to clean up.

Must’ve been hard,
considering you were her dealer.

If I was her dealer, why w--
why would I kill her, hmm?

Oh, I don’t know--
maybe she ripped you off,

took your drugs,
didn’t pay up.

Uniforms can take him in.

Hey.

Are you okay?

Did you take any of that?

The wife is pressing me
and the kid’s crazy.

Work is work, man.

Hey, Jimmy-John!

Oh, my, my...

my Delilah.

- Hey.
- Aww, girl.

Hey, girl,
you got some time for me?

I always have time for you.
You know that.

What’s new?
What’s been good?

We can only hold Manning
for so long

on the missed child support.

Well, let’s make
the most of it.

Sabrina.

Vince, we picked up
the photographer,

looks like he might’ve been
grooming his next victim.

Sabrina!

Another woman’s been attacked.

It’s Delilah.

Same M.O.?

Yeah.

That’s two attacks in 24 hours.

Yeah. He’s still at large,

and he’s escalating.

We’re mobilizing units now.

The attack happened
approximately 30 minutes ago.

The assailant was last seen
heading east on 108th.

- Thanks, Gabby.
- Yeah.

Pull CCTV,
get witness statements,

turn over every rock.

- Let’s go!
- Let’s hustle.

Delilah--

I didn’t see him until
the prick was on top of me,

but I fought like hell...

kicked him in the balls.

Screamed at the top of my lungs,
and people came and...

I’m so sorry.

Can you describe what happened?

I had just finished
with a client--

he’s a regular,

and he left,

so I was freshening up,

but I guess I let
my guard down for a second.

Did you see his face?

No.

He was like a ghost...

he came out of nowhere.

He was wearing a black hoodie
and a mask,

like a balaclava.

Did you notice anything
distinguishing about him?

A smell, maybe something
on his clothing?

No...

...but when he grabbed my neck,

I could feel-- like...

What is it, Delilah?

I could f-feel
how much he hated me.

This escalation--
this level of violence...

doesn’t come out of nowhere.

I remember Mitch mentioning
those cases in Langley.

Yeah, but none
of the Langley assault victims

ended up dead,
or marked with ink.

Serial predators
often work up to murder.

Could’ve started with beatings,
and... now...

All right. Let’s look at attacks
in the local area.

These are the locations
of Brandy and Delilah’s attacks.

What are those?

The assaults in Langley.
There were four of them.

You ran the Rossmo Formula?

Mm-hmm. Same M.O.

Handcuffs, strangulation, mask.

No arrests,

and the attacks suddenly stopped
three months ago.

And started here?

So our guy moved to Surrey?

Looks that way.
I’ve mapped his profile,

and where he’s most likely
to live and operate--

somewhere within
this eight-block radius.

These are all

high-traffic areas
for sex workers.

And Brandy was headed
in the direction

of Enigma Strip Club

when he attacked her
in this alley.

What about the F40?

There’s nothing
in the Langley cases.

It could be
a more recent addition,

but I still haven’t been
able to crack it.

Maybe we’re looking
at it wrong.

That four, if you extend it out,
it looks like an "H".

"F.H.O."?

Yeah, I’ll hit the Dark Web
and encrypted forums.

We need to let
these women know

they’re in danger.

The question isn’t
if he’ll strike again,

it’s when.

We need to stop him.

Reach out to Mitch?

A surveillance operation?

Well, if he’s escalating,

we need eyes
on the street, ASAP.

That’s not something we can do
on short notice, Kalaini.

Well, I’m ready to step in, undercover.

I’ve done it before.

That was car theft.

This is a violent offender
who’s transitioned to murder.

Well, I--
I can guide her.

Meyer’s Vice.

He’s got plenty
of undercover experience.

Yeah, we’ll talk
to the women, have undercover

officers take their place,
keep civilians safe.

I don’t think
we have the resources.

Oh, resources like
we had to stage a huge raid

on a massage parlour,

because it made
the yoga moms uncomfortable?

- Watch yourself, Detective.
- A minute? Sir?

She can’t be insubordinate,
Vince.

Yeah, I know.
I’ll talk to her.

But trust me.
She can do this.

Gabinski, Kalaini, and myself,
we’ll have her back.

You know, if this goes south--

I know.

I got a lead on "F.H.O."

"Female human organism".

There are forums online--

full-on misogynist hate groups.

There’s some nasty threads
about sex workers.

- What are they saying?
- Well, for starters,

sex workers
should be punished

for taking advantage
of lonely men

by using their sexuality
for profit.

So our guy’s an incel?

Yep. An involuntary celibate.

It says "femoid"?
What is that?

A derogatory term incels use
to describe women.

They compare us to androids--

meaning,
females are not fully human.

These guys see themselves
as victims of women.

Which justifies the violence.

Yeah. There’s one more thing.

Uh, I also found a thread

referencing the areas
that Brandy and Delilah work.

One user mentioned
the woman found dead

off of Old Yale Road
this morning.

"Bye-bye. Going cold now.

’F.H.O.’ across your forehead.
One less slut. You’re welcome."

This is him!

We haven’t released
that information yet.

Gill, can you trace him?

I’m trying,
but it’s encrypted apps and Tor.

He’s doing it
for the attention.

Which means each move is gonna
be bigger than the last.

Yeah.

All right.

I’m in.

But only limited personnel
on surveillance and undercover.

All right.

You’re gonna want to keep
your wire live

and your exit clear, okay?

Don’t underestimate anyone
you encounter in the field.

You’re not playing a character.

You’re playing a human being.

So, you need to talk
the right way,

you need to walk the right way.

Check the dude out.

Is he dangerous?

Does he have a weapon?

Because, in a pinch...

you’re gonna
have to get creative.

All right, now, any weaponry
or surveillance devices

need to be concealed.

We’ll have you outfitted with
a wire and a remote body cam,

but anything detectable--

you’re compromised.

When clients get shifty,

they look at the ground--
they don’t look at the goods...

Okay.

...so, he’s probably lying about
what he wants.

We’ll establish
an emergency response plan

and procedure
for your extraction,

but if the situation escalates,

abort.

And don’t take chances.

"Chances" get you killed.

If it doesn’t feel right,

do not

get in

that car.

♪ So if
you’re lost and all alone ♪

♪ You can never surrender ♪

I love that song.

That’s...
That’s Brandy’s favourite song.

Tell me more about her.

Well...

she was just one
of those people.

You know?

Lit up the whole room.

We started calling her
"Honey Bee".

’Cause she was so sweet?

And "Honey Badger"
when she was stubborn.

You’re gonna catch him, right?

We’re gonna
do everything that we can.

Okay, Serious Crimes,
in collaboration with Vice,

is conducting
a surveillance operation

on Whalley Boulevard.

We believe this is
our suspect’s hunting ground.

Detective Sohal,
Officer Atkinson,

and Officer Munroe

will be undercover
as sex workers

to lure this guy in.

Kalaini,

Brambilla,

Gabinski,

and Meyer will lead
plainclothes surveillance.

Our civilian, Delilah St. James,
has offered to help.

We’re lucky to have you.
She’ll be riding with Brambilla.

Vince?

So, we all have
our designated watch points.

Remember that

a lot of these alleys
don’t have car access.

Gabinski and I will be parked
here on King George.

Yeah. I’ll be parked...
right here.

And I’ll be here.

Atkinson?
You’re here, Tattoo Alley.

Monroe, you’re Dragon Alley.

Sohal-- here, Rickshaw Alley.

Copy that.

Grove will be our eyes,

and Command via body
and dash cams

and cameras we have placed
within the radius.

That’s it. Any questions?

All clear.

All good.

Then get out there
and be safe!

Constant communication.

You ready?

Let’s do this.

We remain vigilant,
in constant contact.

Our suspect was last seen
wearing a hoodie

and a balaclava
concealing his face.

His M.O. to date

involves immobilizing his target
with handcuffs,

violently assaulting her,
sometimes lethally,

and marking her forehead
with ink.

Weapon of choice is a knife,
but, as he’s escalating,

a firearm
cannot be ruled out.

The moment
he makes his presence known,

we move in immediately,
and take him down.

Yum, yum. How much?

Not tonight.

Come on.
I know you’re working.

I said no.

What do you mean no?

Hey! I’m talking to you.

Hey!

Hey, baby.

I’ll give you double.

Hey, handsome.
You having a good night?

You gotta be kidding me.

Ah, it could be better.

Oh, yeah?

You know of any good parties
around here?

Well, that depends.
Are you looking to unwind?

Sure am.

500. Around the world.

Mm. Sorry.

It’s out of my budget.

Outta your budget?

What do you mean,
out of your budget?

Hey!
You said you’d pay double.

Hey. Check it out.

That look like
the guy who attacked you?

Yeah. Same outfit.

Sabrina, we’ve got eyes
on a possible suspect.

Male. 20s.

Black hoodie, cargo pants.

Looks like he has a knife.

He’s heading east.
Carrying a backpack.

I’ve got him!

Heading towards
Rickshaw Alley.

He’s headed your way, Atkinson.

Maintain distance, Sohal.

Atkinson?

He’s closing in!

I don’t have eyes.

We’ve lost him in the crowd.

Sohal, stand down.

He’s gotta be here somewhere.

Stand down!

Fall back.

Keep eyes on this side.

Sir? Screen three.

Who’s that?

Not one of ours.

Are you telling me
we have a civilian

in the middle of our op?

Do you see him?

No.

I got eyes.

Uh, it’s not him.
It’s not him.

College students
with fake swords.

Nobody breaks cover.

Nobody breaks cover!

Is that a john?

We have eyes on the suspect!
He’s attacking a civilian!

One block west

of you, Sabrina!

All officers, respond! Now!

On my way.

We’re right behind you, Zak.

We’ve lost visual.

Police! Hands up!

Let her go!

Drop the weapon!

You don’t want to do this.

Let her go!

Please.
Please, please, please.

Please. Please--

Civilian down!
We need EMTs.

No! Please don’t leave me!
I’m not safe!

Assailant has fled.

Heading east. No visual.

Are you okay?

It’s okay.
You’re safe.

He went that way!

IT’s okay, it’s okay.

No sign?

Do we have eyes on the suspect?

We lost him.

Shit!

Dammit.

Not only did you put
a civilian in danger,

you lost the subject.

You knew
signing off on this was a risk.

Understood, sir.

Can one of you please tell me,

with all of the precautions
we took,

how the hell this happened?

A group of college kids
threw us off.

Officer Meyer

was meant to--
- Actually, sir,

it’s because I made a decision
to stay with Mei,

instead of going
after the subject.

Yeah.

Yeah, I saw it in full colour.

What was your directive,
Sohal?

What was your directive?

To warn the ladies
and keep them out of the zone.

This was on all of us, sir.

We should’ve
tightened up the perimeter.

Traces of epithelial cells,

worn by the wearer
of said gloves,

were found,

but DNA--

however,
no matches in the database.

All right. Thank you.

We saw these gloves
at the Saint Joan Mission--

at the garden centre.

The Mission is within
the Rossmo radius.

Yeah, and the pastor said
that he’d only been in Surrey

for a few months.

20 bucks says
he moved here from Langley,

where the prior attacks were.

Go. Let’s bring him in.

I’ve dedicated
my life to helping these women.

Their safety
has always been my priority.

We’ve traced an I.P. address
back to your church.

Because of that,

we believe that the DNA
that we find on that glove

will match yours.

Look. I know
you’re just doing your job,

but you have to believe me
when I tell you,

I could never hurt anyone,

especially
our most vulnerable.

I don’t know about...

I.P. addresses.

I only do email.

How many computers
in the house?

I just have the one.

What about your son?

Does he have one?

Hey there, Jordy.

So...

how long you been back
from U of T?

Uh, a month.

Nice.

What’s your major?

Biology, minor in stats.

Ah-hah.

University life.

I remember it well.

A lot of late nights,

and it wasn’t all studying.

So...

...you’re back here
for the summer,

working with your dad?

Nice.

Helping him
help people in the community.

He’s got a big heart.

I bet that runs in the family.

Uh...

People don’t always see that,
though. Do they?

I thought about that a lot,
when I was your age.

How, sometimes,
you could have so much to give,

but you can still feel invisible
to the people around you.

Uh, I mean, women, mostly.

I bet you have someone special.

Back at school,
or here at home?

All right, let’s get started.

This yours, Jordan?

That’s fine.
You don’t have to answer me.

I already know that it is.

Wh--

Yeah, I won’t need
much time here.

That’s ’cause Constable Grove--

she’s our computer expert--

she reads
all of these encrypted chats

that aren’t as private

as the guys in there
think they are.

You know, some of the things
that these guys say,

oh, God,
you wouldn’t believe.

Guys who feel... shut out,

angry,
who hate women...

Some of them
specifically hate sex workers.

And they don’t just talk.

They fantasize...

about hurting them.

Wait-wait-wait.
What are you saying?

This guy doesn’t
want to hurt anybody.

You don’t wanna hurt anybody,
right, Jordy?

Is that right, Jordy?

Do you ever feel...

lonely?

Do you ever feel angry?

Or do you get all the "femoid"
that you deserve?

- Uh--
- Oh, the strong, silent type.

I love it.

Okay. Walk me through
your last few evenings.

What, were you--

home, by yourself?

Or were you out
with your friends?

Oh, wait.

Wait. You don’t have
any friends, do you?

I was at church.

Oh? You were at church?

At night? Are you sure?

Because we talked
to a few people,

none of ’em saw you there.

See, that’s the thing
about community, Jordan.

Somebody always sees something.

You ever heard of "Red Pill"?

"NoFap"?

This is you, isn’t it?

No.

I think it is.

I’ll tell you why.

Our computer-savvy colleague...

she traced this handle
back to the I.P. address

tied to this laptop.

Wanna read what you wrote?

Here. You said...

that you were
going to "show them-- "

Come on, that’s not my guy.

Can you believe her?

’Cause "they
shouldn’t be selling

what should be ours-- "

Hey. I--

...which is access
to the FHO’s body.

You were going to punish them
for using their body

in the way that they wanted,

for rejecting all of

those miserable, lonely men--
- No!

...with zero
sexual-market value.

I read through
all of your posts.

All of them.

Very sad.

University
wasn’t what you expected.

You couldn’t
get a woman there either.

Because look at you.

You have to wear a mask
to get close to a woman,

and even then,
you have to use handcuffs,

so she doesn’t
run away from you.

Shut up!

You piece-of-shit feminist slut.

You don’t know me.

Flaunting your power...

rubbing our faces in it
like it’s yours--

well, it’s not yours!

Those street whores--
they choose it.

They seduce, they exploit--

...until we rise up.

Mm. Until we stand up to them
and we make them pay!

Told you
I wouldn’t need much time.

We got him.

Vince?

Yeah?

DNA from Brandy’s attack
is a match.

We got our guy.

Good news.

It’s the tip of the iceberg.

I’ve set up a meeting

with the Superintendent
and Delilah.

- Yeah?
- It’s a conversation about...

safe spaces,
about respect.

That’s great news!

You know, guys have been working
those streets for decades.

You know the difference you made
in 24 hours?

I wish it felt better
right now.

Lives were saved.

Focus on that.

Helps to know

my Watch Commander’s
got my back.

Always.

And this
from your Watch Commander--

you talk to Bolton like that
in front of your peers again,

and you’ll be on suspension,
you hear me?

Yes, sir.

He’s not wrong.

This could’ve gone a lot worse.

And losing your job
over that "yoga moms" jab?

Really?

Yoga moms are annoying,
you know.

Hey.
What are you up to tonight?

Hey.

He just left with Sohal.

I got the tracker.

Soon, you’ll know
every move he makes.

I was reluctant
to come back here...

a lot of us were...

but we’ve been pushed out
of too many places in this city,

told we don’t belong.

And this...
was Brandy’s sanctuary,

...where she found peace,

and, today, we are
reclaiming it as our own.

Brandy loved this song.

She wanted to perform it here.

This one’s for you,
Honey Bee.

♪ So if you’re lost ♪

♪ And on your own ♪

♪ You can never surrender ♪

♪ And if your path
won’t lead you home ♪

♪ You can never surrender ♪

♪ And when the night ♪

♪ Is cold and dark ♪

♪ You can see ♪

♪ You can see light ♪

♪ ’Cause no one can
take away ♪

♪ Your right ♪

♪ To fight ♪

♪ And to never surrender ♪

♪ Ooh... ♪

♪ Ahh ♪

♪ And nobody wants
to know you now ♪

♪ And nobody wants ♪

♪ To show you how ♪

♪ Oh... ♪

♪ You can never surrender... ♪

♪ So if you’re lost ♪

♪ And on your own ♪

♪ You can never surrender ♪

♪ And when the night ♪

♪ Is cold and dark ♪

♪ You can see ♪

♪ You can see light ♪

♪ ’Cause no one can
take away ♪

♪ Your right ♪

♪ To fight ♪

♪ And to never surrender ♪