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Previously on cross...

Anybody in here heard of Richard helvig?

The man had three fingers chopped off.

Helvig introduced me to the people

that could reclassify my workers as essential.

Those undocumented children

are ferried from factory to factory

- like animals. - Would you like an attorney present?

With my son?

I'm here in the capacity of a detective investigating a homicide.

I didn't work this long and hard to let a loose gun bring me down!

- Where are the records? - There was an archivist,

name of Ibrahim Mustafa.

I need you to tell me where I can find these files.

You and me were bound to happen. We just...

- Got it out of our systems. - Did we?

Your dirty agent killed our suspect.

Actually, your suspect killed our agent.

Why are you ready to die, Lincoln?

The light will avenge us all.

Luz. I found you.

We believe Lincoln Esteban

killed agent Larsen in self-defense.

It sounds like you're implying

agent Larsen made an attempt on Esteban's life.

Do you have any evidence to back that charge?

You mean other than illegally kidnapping a murder suspect

and driving him into the woods alone?

What I'm about to say is off the record

and will be denied if it ever comes back on me.

Larsen was already on our radar.

- For? - I'm not at Liberty to say.

Well, we think he was protecting a smuggling ring

providing undocumented minors to employers.

- That about right? - Again,

I'm not at Liberty to say.

Did agent Larsen have any known connection to crestbrook industries?

I'm not at Liberty to say.

A serial killer went missing on your dirty agent's watch.

Which is why my priorities now are ass covering and information gathering.

In that order.

Getting permission to read you two in will have to wait.

- Until when? - Until dhs finishes our investigation.

You know you ain't shit, right?

Yeah. You know.

He's still out?

- Wow. - Like he's never had a good night's sleep.

Find anything on that flash drive he showed up with?

The amount of information he's gathered

on Lance durand and crestbrook is unbelievable.

I mean, contracts, photos, documents, falsified employee logs.

Suspicious payments to government officials,

including osha and fucking dhs.

He's been busy.

The paper trail he gathered, it proves that crestbrook

knowingly and systematically used child labor.

But he didn't do anything with it?

He tried. Check this out.

He filed dozens of lawsuits

against durand, his company, their affiliates.

All of them were stonewalled.

Because durand's been buying his way out of legal trouble

since the beginning.

This evidence could destroy crestbrook if it got out.

Anything in there explain how he found you?

No, other than he's fucking good.

I have a pile of dirt on Lance,

but this Lincoln, he found a mountain.

I don't like it.

How he knows your real name, where you live...

chasing a common enemy, it is just a matter of time

before you end up at the same place at the same time.

It's no different than how I found Donnie.

Maybe, but I like it better when you're the one finding.

Not the one being found.

Isn't your brother arriving today?

What did you say?

Your brother... chucho.

He arrives today, right?

I hope so.

He texted right after he crossed.

But nothing since.

Go!

Let's go! Everyone out the back door, now!

Stop what you're doing and hide!

Stop what you're doing, get out!

Quickly! Quickly! Get out!

Javi?

Blanca! Hide!

Ándale, Javi.

Quickly! Get in the truck!

Get in! Hurry! Let's go!

Just get in and keep quiet!

Come here.

Are you the supervisor here?

Are you the supervisor here?

- No. - Can I see your ID, please?

Hey! Come here.

Now!

Identification.

Antonio Martinez.

That you?

This says that you're 43 years old, Antonio.

He look 43 to you, Brian?

Shut down the run.

And someone call a crestbrook supervisor.

We're gonna be here a while.

This is good.

Hey, nat. Good news.

The ngos have decided to endorse the prosperity seed initiative.

Why is your face like that?

Department of labor just did a spot inspection on plant 52 in Toledo.

I don't want to know that. Why are you telling me that?

They found underage workers.

I just said I didn't want to know that.

Where was Paul?

'Cause that is literally what we fucking pay Paul for.

Paul is dead.

- He... - he was found murdered

in a public park, minus three fingers.

My god.

God is not gonna help us at this point, Pamela.

Okay, have-have the feds connected us to Paul?

Not yet.

- Okay, good. - Maybe they won't.

We can distance ourselves from Paul.

But the raids are unfortunate timing.

You think?

There's no way we can afford any bad publicity.

Especially of this kind.

What we need is we need people to buy in.

How are we gonna transform the fucking world

if the fucking world won't let us in?

What do we now, Pamela? We need an action plan.

Get miles. Get him on the phone.

Tell me that we need talking points.

And I need damage control strategy.

And I need that all by 8:00 A.M. tomorrow morning.

Please.

Dhs stonewalled us.

Yeah, I heard. And trust, I already turned the heat up,

and I mean all the way up.

But you two interrogated Esteban, so what do we know?

Well, he's intelligent.

Yeah, he's well-spoken, he's detail-oriented, he...

he worships a female deity.

I could get down with that.

Did the conversation reveal anything at all

that might give us a clue as to where he would go next?

Not that I can see yet, but we might be able

to get some insight into where he's been.

Akbar says you owe him.

What's all that?

Cold cases where victims have had their fingers removed.

- Happens more often than you'd think. - How cold we talking?

Most in the past two years, but there is one in there

that goes back more than a decade.

Give me the oldie.

Thinking it could be a first kill?

The-the amputation's messier.

- Less precise. Like he was... - yeah. Learning on the job.

And who's the Vic?

Sheriff Mitch Morgan of danton county.

Missing three fingers.

It was 12 years ago in Hollywood, Florida.

How does a sheriff from Iowa end up getting killed in Florida?

Maybe he likes to make his own gator jerky. Looks like the type.

Or maybe he likes the coeds.

The light will avenge us all.

What?

Hollywood, Florida.

I've seen that before.

Doubloons casino, Hollywood, Florida.

So, if Morgan was his first kill

and he saved that chip...

well, the casino could be a place where he goes when threatened.

- It's kind of like a... - like a holy ground.

- Can I have the jet, please? - Yeah.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah. - Yeah?

We'll get Sloane to gas it up and have it ready by tomorrow morning.

- Can you walk with me? - Yeah. I'll see you at the airport.

Yeah, the...

Yo, we wrap this up quick,

we find some time for me to whup your ass in Blackjack.

Sorry, I'm gonna sit this one out.

I found a lead on that other investigation.

- You need backup? - No, I got vega.

- But I'll let you know if it pans out. - All right.

You okay?

I'm sorry, it... this is taking me home.

It's been maybe 30 years since I've tasted real borrego al pastor.

They don't have good Mexican in Chicago?

Not authentic like this.

There's a memory in every bite.

How did you find us?

Two years ago, a labor camp foreman in Topeka turns up dead.

The murder lined up with another killing around the same time.

No arrests made, but cops said she was last seen

with an unidentified woman.

I looked for who might want that kind of revenge

and came up with five names.

Three were already dead, and of the two left,

only one was a woman.

Named Luz.

Once I knew who you had been, I just had to find out who you were now.

Rebecca Matthews.

So you knew about me for two years, but you're just showing up now?

I stayed away on purpose.

But as soon as the authorities were onto me,

I knew my part in this was over.

My way, trying to take crestbrook down through the courts, didn't work.

But yours will.

So I figured you should have all the dirt I found.

If it helps you take him down, I'll consider my part a job well done.

It will.

I can destroy Lance durand,

but with the evidence you gave me on this drive,

I can destroy the whole fucking system.

You said you were done.

- What does that mean? - I disappear.

- To go where? - I don't know.

You got family?

- No. - Money?

No.

Papers?

I'll figure it out.

That's all I've done my whole life.

We're gonna help you.

We'll get you a first-class plane ticket,

enough money to live comfortably in a beautiful, warm country

with no extradition policies.

- Are you serious? - Yeah.

It'll only take us a few days, right?

You can't stay here, but we'll put you up in a nice hotel.

Spend your last days in america in the lap of luxury.

After you finish eating, we'll get you cleaned up, okay?

This is my money,

not the government's, so this means something to me.

So you said you found Ibrahim?

I did.

Ibrahim came through with the file location.

Sunan right here, he's gonna help us squeeze past that firewall.

How?

Sunan doesn't use words, per se.

Okay, so your contact doesn't speak?

Lot of folks confuse "doesn't speak" with "can't understand."

That is a dangerous miscalculation.

Okay, yeah.

Let's go.

Ooh.

Ooh.

Woo-hoo.

Let me know when you get the files.

Yes, ma'am.

- Can I help you? - Nope.

Five-o!

They go, you stay.

Look, take your time on your way out. Get home safe.

Tip your waitress on your way out.

You trying to wear those cuffs?

You know, I'm down for whatever.

We make it to cuffs, that means I already tased you,

clubbed you and kicked you in the nuts.

Look, we just want to holler at you about Raymond price,

who got shot last week over at the gardens.

I was not surprised, nor was I sorry about it.

You two had beef?

Everyone had beef with Raymond.

Since we go way back, I'll tell you, I didn't slide on him.

- You know who did? - No.

I mind my black-ass business.

Now, unless you gonna arrest me,

- I'm back at these bones. - Hold up.

Ladonna's my mother.

I didn't know ladonna had it in her to be somebody's mama.

She doesn't, but here I am.

I can't give you no names, 'cause I ain't no snitch,

but I can give you some initials.

Look, I am telling you, I don't know nobody named tk.

You sure about that?

Would I lie to my son?

Word on the street is tk is the one standing

between you and your freedom.

So if you know anything, you better say it now.

I'm sorry, I ain't got nothing to tell.

Okay. Let's go.

She's lying.

About tk? One hundred percent.

Question is, why is she playing us?

She could be afraid of him, be covering for him.

More afraid of him than prison?

Not the first time something like that went down.

What do you want to do?

I want a vacation.

What I'm gonna do is find this tk and see what's what.

Is the foster kid coming today?

Yep. He is, and I want you to make him feel at home.

I can't do that on an empty stomach.

Boy, there is milk and cereal in there,

which you are both perfectly capable of serving yourselves.

Now, Elle's gonna drive you to school.

And Sampson will check in on you as well.

All right?

All right, kids. He's here.

Good morning.

Hola, berto.

Come in, please, please.

Kids... This is the boy I told you about.

Okay.

This is paperwork attesting that you are taking custody

and that you will make certain that he attends all immigration proceedings,

including potential notification of deportation.

Thank you.

Berto.

Your new house.

Good luck.

Ex-excuse me.

S-So that, that's it?

Yeah.

There's not many folks willing to take on an undocumented,

unaccompanied kid who doesn't speak English.

Let alone one that's witnessed a shooting.

Placing berto here with an actual family, it's a blessing.

Thank you.

Hi, berto!

Would you like some breakfast?

What? Am I the only one who studied?

I don't know.

Stop playing.

No.

It's too much.

What, the king crab or the lobster?

The beluga fish eggs.

I'm serious, you didn't have to do this.

Lincoln, you deserve this.

You deserve more.

Honestly, I already have what I really wanted.

To meet you.

The light.

I didn't think it would happen.

You talk about me like I'm a hero.

You don't feel like one?

Sometimes, but most of the time, I feel like a weapon.

An arrow aimed at crestbrook since my mother's death.

No, Luz... You're so much more than that.

You're special.

You're willing to go to a place everyone else is afraid of

and risk everything to get there, even your own life.

You've already done the impossible.

You're halfway to the unimaginable.

You're chosen.

That's how I know you'll finish this.

I got to...

I got to, I got to take a picture of you for your passport.

You decided on a new name?

I want to use my real name.

The one my mother gave me.

What is it?

Gustavo.

Gustavo galindo reyes.

It's never been on a legal document before.

Gustavo galindo reyes.

I like it.

What's up?

You know those cops that Lincoln told us about?

They just checked in downstairs.

Hey, Tommy. Come here for a minute.

This is special agent Craig from the FBI.

- Nice to meet you. - Hi.

She's looking for this guy.

If you send it to me, I can do a facial recognition search.

He's been here, we'll find him.

- I can sit in. - Yeah.

- That-that would be amazing. - - Okay.

- Please. - Awesome. Thank you.

Right here.

- All right. - Okay.

Y'all mind if I join the party?

Better be sharp. House is cleaning up tonight.

What are you in town for?

Yeah, you.

It's a bachelor party.

You?

Pure r & r.

And let me tell you, I've earned it.

Amen to that.

- Need help? - I got it.

It just takes me a little longer.

Gustavo.

Let me help you.

Is that...

You?

Yeah.

You drew it?

Sorry if it weirds you out.

I didn't think we'd ever meet, and I liked having you with me.

I'm with you right now.

Come on in.

- Two John. How you doing? - Hey, Brock.

Berto!

What's up, man?

So, we got all the placement tests out of the way.

Berto doesn't speak English well but actually understands it a little bit.

Other than that, he's right on track for science and math.

All right. Nice work, little man.

He chose astronomy as an elective.

Says his sister taught him all the constellations.

He know where his sister is now?

Do you know where your sister is?

Toledo...

Ohio?

I don't know exactly where.

He thinks she's in Ohio.

There's no parents, either.

Now, listen. I know this might seem like a lot.

You're in a new place, you got new people,

but take it from someone who's been there.

I think you landed in the right spot.

- Probably the best. - Yeah.

You gonna have amigos and familia coming out your ears.

He says his friends call him chucho.

You can call him chucho, too.

Me?

Okay.

Sweet mother Mary, bring chucho here safe.

Blanca?

Are you okay?

Javi wanted you to have this for your brother, chucho.

He said he hopes you see him soon...

It has all the planets.

Orange nightingale.

Any luck with the facial recognition?

No, not yet, but we did get two up skirt photo takers

and a granny that likes to palm other people's chips, so...

Great stuff.

It's... It's this guy's profile. We...

We've been saying he's out for revenge for-for something personal, right?

Yeah.

But remember what he said at the interrogation?

He said "our flesh and bones.

The light will avenge us all."

I keep coming back to that. It's not "me," not "mine."

"Us."

He's talking about justice, not revenge.

- Okay, so he's a vigilante. - Right, right.

But that's not the profile we've been building.

I mean, Lincoln, he talks like a vigilante who's out for justice,

but the murders, those are straight revenge.

Yeah, okay. So, you're gonna build that fire,

I'm gonna throw some fuel on it.

Reluctantly, because I know that he's involved somehow.

But...

- The helvig murder - was orchestrated. - Yeah.

And I'm talking about months of planning.

Months that Esteban spent tracking trucking routes,

not to mention years of lawsuits.

But he shows up, finally ready to catch these motherfuckers red-handed,

but then he shows up with a camera?

Not a knife, not a gun, not a... not a bomb,

and we know he knows how to make one of those.

So you were just gonna keep this little doubt morsel all to yourself?

I don't... maybe. Yeah. I...

look, everything says that it's him, but...

your gut says something's off.

Yeah.

And I keep thinking about what you said when we were talking to him.

You said, "who's the light?"

Maybe you were onto something there. What if... what if the light is...

a person? Yeah, I've been wondering that, too.

Could be, a mentor, an accomplice.

Or a product of a lonely, unstable mind.

I'm gonna go check the files again.

- Yep. - See if there's anything we missed.

Okay. Go get 'em, tiger.

I-I don't know why. I'm sorry.

I've never said that before in my...

- I don't know why. - All right.

You should go.

- I'm good. - All right.

- Tiger? - I'm gonna drink.

Leave me alone.

I know these symbols.

I painted a mural of them in your honor.

What?

La niña de las flores.

My grandmother had these dusty old lotería cards

that told the story.

My mother did, too.

She used to call me her little xochi.

The girl who fought the ten monsters to free her people.

Like the ten defendants in your mother's lawsuit.

She gave a nickname to each one of them,

according to the monster that they represented.

And Lance durand was the king of 'em all.

La corona de dedos.

The crown of fingers.

Did your mother's version include El águila?

The eagle who saw xochi consumed by fire.

And flew as high as the sky could go...

to trigger a thunderstorm and douse the flames.

That's me, right?

Yeah, it is.

You know, sometimes I wonder if this journey is...

Fate or my mom's hand at play.

Aren't they the same?

Maybe.

So what happens after you save the world, xochi?

You mean happily ever after?

I can't get that. I...

I can't even dream that.

You dreamed it already.

What did you say you'll get me?

A comfortable life in a beautiful, warm country?

Is there a reason that comfortable life can't be for two?

I can't. I... Not now.

Then let me dream it for you.

- Until it's over. - Until it's over.

Hey there, good brother.

What you got for me?

And why won't I like it?

So, uncle Sam's got the tab on this, right?

I'm still paying off my rotator cuff.

That's good. Try another one.

- Help. - You're okay.

- Help me. - You're good.

Make it stop. Please make it stop.

You sick motherfuckers.

Find anything?

So...

I just wanted to make sure you're okay after...

Yeah, no, I thought we covered that. It's no harm, no foul.

Well, that's what you said, but you were fidgeting.

You could barely look me in the face.

Don't profile me.

It's hardly profiling. These are basic tells.

Okay, what, so you decided that I-I like you?

That it?

Sounds more like confirmation bias to me, Dr. Cross.

I'm just calling it like it is.

Your pulse is pounding.

Cheeks flushed.

Okay, you want to go there?

You've looked at my mouth 17 times

since we've started this conversation.

You counting?

I mean, it's natural.

We have a great rapport at work,

so it just only makes sense that the sex would be...

amazing.

That doesn't mean we have to repeat it.

No.

Wa-wait, wait.

I'm not drunk this time.

Are you?

No.

So this is real?

It's real.

- How much money is in the account? - You're not listening to me.

No, I am listening to you, and you are wrong... he's not a risk.

The feds are in the casino

- right now. - They're too late.

He's gonna be gone in a matter of hours. They're not gonna find him.

Luz, they have already found him.

Three times, they've found him now, no?

Chicago, Texas and now.

They'll find him, only this time he'll have something to tell.

He would never. He loves me.

You've known him less than 72 hours.

Do you hear yourself?

- If he dies now... - Stop it.

The authorities will take their victory and move on.

- If they take him alive... - stop it.

There is no stopping.

You started this.

You said no one's life is more important than the mission.

That was your rule, and now you want to break it?

No, mija.

We can't let you.

Shout-out to Tommy for pulling the all-nighter

'cause this was a needle in a haystack.

- When is this from? - Six months ago.

That's your guy Lincoln in the hat.

- Rewind it. - Sure thing.

- Further. - But you saw the guy...

just-just keep going.

Stop, stop.

Zoom in.

No, not on Lincoln.

The woman who just tipped the server.

Who the hell is that?

I met her yesterday at the Blackjack table.

Girl's got moves.

Did she know who you were?

Looking back, I think she did.

Now that we know what we're looking for, this woman's been all over the place.

We got her on camera going back at least two years.

- That's great, bill. - Do we have a name?

That, we don't know. She's not a rewards member,

nor can we find any record of her using a credit card.

But you can ask her yourself.

She's back?

On the casino floor as we speak.

Why didn't you say that?

Red 23. Twenty-three red.

Better luck next time.

Would you like to make a bet?

Yeah. Sure.

Place your bets, please.

Thank you.

Hey.

- I'm getting married. - Hey.

Have fun.

Congratulations.

Gracias.

- Anything? - Nothing, on any of the doors.

- It's like she just vanished. - Is there another way out of here?

Just the service entrance,

- but it's employees only. - They've got eyes on here. This way.

Go, go!

Kitchen is clear. Don't let her out of your sight.

Whoa, whoa.

- Hey, you got me? - We got you.

Thank you.

Anyone see a woman come through here?

Long brown hair, maybe this tall.

- I think she went out the loading dock. - Go, go, go, go, go!

Shit!

Anyone in vehicles, get over to maple street loading dock immediately.

Fuck.

I was worried about you.

Nothing to be worried about.

I got everything.

Money, plane ticket.

What's wrong, Luz?

I just want to take in the view before we go.

I have to ask, if we both make it out of this alive,

is there a chance for us?

Probably not.

I'm sorry.

I see it now, Luz.

I understand, mi amor.

Maybe there's a way... It has to be this way.

We can't let them catch you.

So you can't be the one who does it...

They have to believe it was me.

To remember me.

Until you reach the top.

No.

We got a room number.

Wait, what? She's a guest here?

I can't confirm that yet, but a housekeeper

saw her go into our presidential suite.

- Clear. - Clear.

- Clear. - Clear.

Clear.

Over here!