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Son of a bitch.

Everything good, Officer?

Moving.

Breaking my lease. Landlord's busting my balls.

How long you live there?

Uh, two months.

Really settled in, huh?

I got a bad vibe.

How many places you live?

What, like, ever?

Sure.

22, give or take.

And they all had bad vibes?

That's a very subtle insinuation.

Yes, I move a lot. No, I'm not the problem here.

When I say bad vibes, I'm talking, like,

roach bad vibes.

Like the size of mice. They squeak.

And... no proof,

but I'm pretty sure the landlord's been

looking through my underwear drawer when I'm out.

Huh.

How can I help you destroy this man?

- I got it. - Are you sure?

I got a tenant lawyer who owes me a favor.

I can have patrol pick him up on trespassing.

I got it.

I can have my husband go over there

and start talking to him about fire codes.

OK.

See you in a couple days.

I'm aware.

Now?

Right now?

Fine. I'll make it work.

Dante, Imani in?

Yeah, she's at the lockers. You need something?

No. I'm good.

Imani?

Sergeant?

Morning.

Come on, this way.

Grab your duty belt and vest.

All right. What's up? What are we doing?

Notification just dropped.

You're scheduled for gun requalification.

I am too.

I'm a couple weeks behind.

They're chewing up my ass.

Wait, you mean now?

Yep.

Going to area 1?

The hell is that?

Is that from a case?

Who sent it?

Tell me when I should stop asking questions.

I mean, why drop that off at your truck?

You all right?

So can I ask who's busting your balls

on your requalification?

Commander Devlin.

Thought he was just in IA.

Yeah, apparently, he's everywhere.

Units in the first district,

we're getting calls of an armed robbery in progress.

State and Wabash.

Alley behind the Central Trust Bank.

Caller states a male, white, 30s,

just pistol-whipped a man and fled on foot.

5021. Hold us down responding.

We're a couple blocks out. - Copy.

Dante, meet us there.

Copy, Sarge.

There's the bank.

Yeah, I see it.

Down that alley.

5021 Union on scene, call's bona fide.

Keep the cars coming and advise CPD we have a man down.

Chicago PD. I'm Sergeant Voight.

Is there anybody still here in the alley?

No.

OK.

Can you tell me what happened?

Sir, can you hear me?

My husband just got cash out of the ATM,

and a man started following us.

- Hey. - What did he look like?

- Toss me that bag. - Uh, white guy.

Um, dark, curly hair.

He was wearing a-- a red windbreaker.

He was mumbling to himself.

And then the next thing I know, he put a gun to Tom's neck,

and he forced us back here.

Hey, you're doing great. Can you--can you keep going?

Can you tell me how tall he was?

Was he heavy, skinny?

- Yeah, he was tall. - OK.

He wanted cash, and Tom gave it to him.

I gave him my watch. I did everything he said.

And then he just snapped,

and he attacked Tom like an animal.

He kept--he kept hitting his hands with his gun,

and I could hear Tom's bones breaking.

Hey, OK.

We're gonna get him to a hospital.

You're both safe now. You hear me?

And what's your name? - Tara.

Tara, do you remember what the man sounded like?

Did he have an accent?

No, I don't think so.

Um, but when he stopped hurting Tom, it--

it sounds crazy, but he said, "I'm sorry."

- He apologized? - Yeah, I think so.

OK. Which way did the man go?

Uh, there.

He got in a GMC SUV, and he drove away.

OK, good.

Do you happen to remember what color it was?

Any numbers on the plate?

Oh, right, right.

I took a photo.

OK, good, good.

5021 Union on scene of the State Street robbery.

Wanted for the robbery is a white male offender.

Dark, curly hair.

Height and weight unknown. Red jacket.

He fled southbound in a silver GMC Terrain.

Plate George-Adam-Eight- Zero-Union-Seven-Nine.

That GMC's coming back hot out of Bridgeport.

It's a fresh steal.

Dante, let's start with the cameras on that ATM.

Maybe it caught our offender.

Copy.

Units in the first district and units citywide,

we have a armed robbery in progress.

17th and State at the gas station.

Offender is a male, white, 30s, red windbreaker.

That's our guy.

Go.

5021, we copy.

That's the same offender wanted for this one.

We're en route. OK.

Officer, take the scene. It's yours now.

Let's go, let's go. - Copy, Sergeant.

Officers!

- Chicago PD! Freeze! - Officer!

It's not me! It's not me! Don't shoot!

In there, in there.

It's--it's bad.

Is the offender still inside?

I don't know. It--it's bad.

Get over there where it's safe!

Dante.

Go.

Chicago PD!

I got one down.

I got him.

He's still alive.

5021 Union, roll an ambo.

Please. Help me.

I got a victim unconscious.

Took a beating with a glass bottle.

He's got shrapnel in his neck.

Copy.

Help.

- Ambo is en route. - Help me.

- Hey, sir. - Help.

Help me, please.

- OK, ambo's coming. - Help me, please.

OK. Who did this to you?

- A white guy. - OK.

30s.

He robbed the register.

He pointed his gun at me as he grabbed cash.

He--he told me to stay down.

I stayed my ass down, man.

My wife-- - No, no, no. Stay down.

My wife, Raina, she's outside.

- OK, OK. - She's outside.

Dante, you take him. Let him see his wife.

Imani, keep clearing.

Stay with me.

Stay behind me.

- That's her car right there. - That one?

Yeah. Raina!

No. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Raina, where are you?

- Yo, he--he took that lady! - Raina!

- What's that? - I was pedaling by, man.

Hey, don't touch it.

Don't--don't touch it. Stay away. It's evidence.

I was pedaling by.

I saw some white dude run out. - Hey, hey!

Come here, come here. Right there. What's that?

He had a gun and a bag of cash.

He pulled her in a big SUV and drove away.

Hey, now place is cleared. Secure the scene.

That way.

Tape, witnesses, video, run it all.

- Copy. - All units, a male offender

wanted for two armed robberies

just took a female victim from the gas station.

He fled in a silver GMC

southbound on Ashland on Ontario.

What's your lady's name? - Perez, Raina Perez.

Victim's name is Raina Perez.

Got a victim down inside. Go.

5021, you got your ears on?

Go with the traffic squad.

CPIC picked the GMC off on a traffic cam

a half mile away from your scene.

It was driving erratically

southbound on Rush at Division.

The vehicle was spotted nine minutes ago.

Copy. We'll roll that way.

Advise all units on the air. Keep your eyes sharp.

This man is wanted on two armed robberies,

multiple ag-bats.

He is armed, extremely violent.

Kim, Adam, take the scene.

- You got it. - Rest of us, let's go.

Copy, 5021. Will advise.

Dante, we're southbound on Rush at Division.

We're negative. What's your 20?

I'm southbound on 15th approaching Grand.

I got nothing. - All right, copy.

Just keep looking.

There it is.

Dante, we got the vehicle curbed

at Division and Halstead.

I want you to head this way. Just stay wide.

You see anything?

No. Damn tint.

Chicago PD. Turn around.

Go.

It's empty.

Voight.

I got blood. - Go.

Hey.

Come here.

Looking for a white male, tall, 30s, red jacket, curly hair.

Is he here?

No, what--

- Is anybody here? - No.

He had a hostage with him, woman named Raina.

She was bleeding bad.

You mean the woman he brought in?

What?

That's what happened? - Yes.

A man carried a woman inside,

set her on those chairs there, then he ran off.

You're sure he brought her here to get her help?

That was the man who injured her.

He did?

It didn't seem like he hurt her.

It seemed like he was trying to help someone he didn't know.

- OK, where is Raina now? - At a hospital.

Her skull was cracked. She was seizing.

We can't handle that kind of trauma here.

Ambulance just picked her up.

Dante, offender was last seen at this location on foot.

I want that GMC towed and scrubbed for DNA,

and get some units here now.

- Copy, Sarge. - Those cameras work?

5021 Ocean.

I need all available units in the first district

to start a canvass on our gas station offender.

He was last seen in the area of Division and Halstead.

Copy, 5021 Ocean.

We'll advise units in your area.

Damn, wrong day.

It's OK. It's OK. Just take it slow.

Here. This is it.

Yes. Here we go. - Do you mind?

First he bashes her skull in,

then he tries to save her life?

The hell is this?

Anything?

PODs and cams didn't pick him up

outside the urgent care,

and CPIC is still scrubbing the rest of the area.

What about his truck? Anything on the GPS?

- Adam. - Nothing helpful.

He stole the GMC in Bridgeport

and then drove along State until he started his rampage.

Raina?

She didn't make it.

OK. Thank you.

Sarge, techs found a bloody print at the urgent care.

OK.

Our offender's name: Gary Bell.

He fits every single descriptor,

but he's got a short sheet.

He was pinched for a DUI about six months ago.

He's single. He's got one kid.

Knowns?

I'm looking. Nothing pops.

He's got no presence on social media.

As far as I can tell, he's got no job.

No cell phone registered to him either.

I got something. LK is 4832 Farragut.

It's a residence registered to his father's name.

Driver's license comes back there too.

OK, how's his father look?

Uh, clean. He's a retired businessman.

Uh, more like bankrupt businessman.

I knew I recognized this name.

This family owned Bell Tractors.

That company was worth billions.

- Mm. - What, from selling tractors?

Uh, farm supplies.

My dad, he actually worked there part-time in high school.

So company closed early 2000s.

The factory was turned into a movie studio.

I mean, this guy comes from some serious old money.

Well, he definitely ran out of it.

OK, so let's hit the father's house.

Kim, crack off a search warrant,

and loop in the 26th district tag team.

Come on, let's go.

- What's up? - You got two seconds?

- I'm here. - Get in.

Someone left that envelope

under my wiper blades this morning.

I take it it's not a ticket?

No.

- What is it? - That's not important.

But I need to know who put it there.

Why?

Not important.

OK.

I'll check all the district cams,

do some sniffing,

see who all was here this morning.

Thanks.

When you get time.

Mm-hmm.

But you're all right, whatever this is?

Yes.

OK.

Tac team's en route.

So let's move.

Chicago PD! Open up!

Chicago PD!

Open up!

Hit it.

What?

Chicago PD. Are you Raymond Bell?

- I am. - We have a search warrant.

We're looking for your son, Gary.

Is he here?

No. No, sir. He moved out a month ago.

What is going on?

Your son's wanted for murder, kidnapping,

and armed robbery.

What? No.

There must be some mistake.

Oh, Jesus.

How--how am I going to explain this all to Julie?

Who's Julie?

Uh, Gary's daughter.

She lives here. Thank God she's at school.

Do you know where Gary lives now?

Uh, no, sir.

We've, uh--we've lost touch.

- When? - When he moved out.

I don't know where he is. I don't know what is going on.

First floor's clear. No sign of Gary.

Yeah, I told you he's not here.

Start an evidentiary search, all hands.

This way, please.

Goodness gracious, our whole house could fit in this room.

Yeah.

This has got to be Gary's bedroom.

Oh.

Adam, check this out.

Looks like Gary had a girlfriend.

Yeah?

Looks like they also knew how to have fun.

Huh.

Gary using?

Jesus, that-- found that in his room?

- Yep. - No, he's not using.

Sage is using.

Sage is doing a lot of weird stuff.

Who's Sage?

My son's girlfriend.

This Sage?

Yeah. Uh-huh.

Do you know Sage's full name?

No idea.

I think "Sage" is just a nickname.

It's from an old folk song.

Sage thinks she's going to be a famous singer, but, uh,

sucks down drugs like she already is one.

Do you know where Sage lives?

With my son, I imagine.

If--if he's robbing places, it's to support her habit.

My son, Gary, is not perfect, but he loves that girl.

He tried to get her clean.

Took her to lots of NA meetings.

Meetings?

Do you know where he took her?

I don't see her.

Yeah, me neither.

Let's go inside.

Hold on a sec.

Ready.

Hey, Bob.

Can I talk to you for a sec?

Mm.

Like, private?

Yeah, of course.

Uh, I need help, Bob.

That's why we're here.

No, I, um...

Uh, I--I fell off the wagon, like, hard.

Wagon ran me over, bro.

I got you now.

You did the right thing coming here.

Yeah, I--I-- I need my sponsor.

I need Sage.

She coming? - I don't know.

She hasn't been around in a month.

I got you now.

So wh-- - No, I need Sage, though.

Like, she got the magic, you know what I'm saying?

She got the words.

Only she can get me through a left shoe day.

Um, sometimes I wake up and I can't find my shoes

and, uh, I call that left shoe day.

You know, it's like everything's all hazy.

Um, but the thing is,

I lost my phone and Sage's number.

Um, you got her digits, Bob?

- Uh-- - I need her digits real bad.

Come on, man, please?

Mm.

Kim, I need a trap and trace placed on a number.

Repeat those last four digits for me.

5-3-0-0.

Right.

Can I put you on hold, Detective?

Yeah.

On the phone with CPIC?

Uh-huh.

Officer Joyce?

No, she's on furlough. I got Tommy Stella.

Tommy the turtle.

Yeah. We should grab dinner.

Why does he keep attacking their hands?

I don't know.

It's not motivated.

He gets his money, and then it's like--

like he goes back for another taste.

Yeah. It's overkill.

Maybe he gets off on it.

The ME told me that

the hand has a quarter of the bones of the human body.

It could be a good place to inflict pain.

But it feels like more than that.

He's risking a lot to do it.

Detective, you there?

Yes. Go ahead, Tommy.

Found a name. Got her listed on an index.

I sent you an email.

I got it. Thanks, Tommy.

Anytime.

Sarge, I found our Sage.

Real name, Sandra Michaels. Busted twice for possession.

Lives in an apartment in Garfield Park.

I'm sending you over the address now.

Good work.

Get the rest of the team to meet us there.

Have them roll in quiet.

Copy you.

You know your way around an NA meeting.

Why is that?

Is that a very subtle way

of asking if I have a drug problem?

No, I don't.

I've just been to a lot of NA meetings.

OK. Again, why?

Looking for my sister.

When's the last time you saw her?

When I was eight.

You might want to take Clark.

Polk's under construction.

OK.

Yeah, thanks. - We're good?

Yeah.

Torres hit the back. Adam's staying wide.

Manager saw Gary here this morning.

Hey, um, sorry to bother you.

I'm Kim. I live downstairs.

Uh, so my kitchen sink is leaking,

and nobody on my floor has, like, a wrench or any tools.

You got anything?

Do I got what?

Are you OK?

Do you, like, need help?

I'm fine.

No, you're not. Did somebody hurt you?

- No, I don't got any tools. - Did somebody--

- Sorry. - Miss?

Hello?

Chicago PD!

Stop, stop, stop, stop, stop!

Sage is heading out the window.

Torres, she's headed west.

Coming your way.

Stop.

Apartment's clear.

- Get your hands off me! - Stop fighting! Stop fighting!

Hey, hey. You're gonna hurt yourself.

Stop fighting.

Kim, I want you to sit on this place

in case Gary shows back up.

Do a little digging while you're here.

On it.

You got any orange juice?

I can get you some.

Oh, God. I need to get out of here.

Please. I didn't--I didn't do nothing.

I don't-- I don't got anything for you.

I promise I don't.

That's not exactly true, Sage.

We found over 5 grams of blow stashed in your place.

That's a felony.

That's prison.

Oh, come on.

Blow?

I--I'm an addict. - Mm.

It's-- it's for personal use, OK?

Like, I'm--I'm-- I'm no criminal.

I don't feel so good.

You wanna feel better?

You wanna walk out of here?

Yeah.

I'll drop the drug charges if you help us.

With what?

With your boyfriend, Gary Bell.

Do you know where he is?

I ain't Gary's keeper.

Oh, I'm sure you're not.

All you got to do is tell us where you think he might be.

Why?

What'd he do?

This and this.

Oh, no.

No. No, not Gary.

No way.

No, he wouldn't.

You got it wrong. - Do I?

What happened to your hand?

I fell off my bike.

You know, you don't need to blame yourself

or make excuses, Sage.

Not with me, not here.

He hurt those people.

And I'm guessing he hurts you too.

Am I right?

Look, I'm going to get there either way,

so the only difference right now

is what happens to you--

whether you get to leave this box

and get well, or you can sit here and wait

while I get it another way.

Did he hit you?

Yeah.

But-- But you don't understand.

Gary's good.

There's a goodness inside of him.

I--I--I swear.

Like, he doesn't-- he doesn't want to be this way.

He doesn't-- he doesn't want to be violent.

Gary just-- just needs some help.

OK.

You wanna help Gary?

Help us find him.

Where is he?

- I don't know. - No.

Don't lie to me.

You're better than that, all right?

You're better than him.

You're better than sitting in here

because he couldn't take care of

whatever the hell is wrong with him.

You're stronger than that.

So tell me.

Where is he?

Sage flipped-- thinks he's hiding out

at one of his family's old haunts.

And planning his next violent robbery spree.

Maybe, maybe not.

Sage says Gary's like an alcoholic needing a drink.

Once he gets that fix of violence, he crashes.

Needs to lay low afterwards.

Sage saw Gary after the robbery,

said he was coming down.

She told him to leave.

OK, so what old haunts are we talking about?

Uh, places from back when they were rich.

Places where he could be alone, away from it all.

She said he likes to sneak into country clubs,

art galleries, parks the family used to frequent.

And they donated a fountain to Arrigo Park.

That doesn't exactly narrow things down, though.

Yeah, well, it's all we got,

so let's update the BOLO with those locations,

and then we'll split and search 'em.

Let's go.

Hey, Hank. I need a second.

There's nothing on our station cams,

and there is no way we're going to get forensics

to match a print without a case number.

OK.

OK. Just keep digging.

Maybe somebody accessed the front gates.

OK, will do.

She's talking about that photo on your truck?

You had her look into it?

Figure out who the kid was, what case it was from?

It's not important now. Come on.

All right.

Sergeant, you copy?

Go ahead, Dante.

I'm at that art gallery, and it's closed.

No sign of Gary Bell.

I mean, I'll check the perimeter,

but it looks like a dead end.

All right, copy. Just keep going down the list.

Copy.

Hey, Kim, what's your 20?

Just got to Arrigo Park. Gonna take a minute.

All right, copy. Do your thing.

Got it.

Kim, 3:00.

I see it.

Hey, boss, we got a possible on our offender.

We're gonna move in and confirm.

All right, copy.

Step light. If it's him, keep eyes.

We'll head your way.

How you doing, man?

Yeah, that's a negative on our offender.

All right. Just keep looking.

1332 to any 5021 unit.

I've got eyes on your BOLO offender, Gary Bell.

He's walking on East Monroe towards Michigan Avenue.

This is 5021.

What unit called that in? Repeat your traffic.

1332, Officer Taylor.

OK, 1332, this is Sergeant Voight.

I need you to keep eyes, but do not approach.

You wait for backup. We're five blocks out.

Copy that, Sergeant.

1332, I think I'm made.

He's running. I'm pulling over.

Going on foot.

Officer Taylor, stand down.

I repeat, stand down. That is an order.

Officer Taylor?

This man is extremely dangerous!

Stand down!

Officer Taylor?

Goddamn it.

- No eyes. - This way.

My God.

5021 Union. 10-1, 10-1. Officer down.

I need ambo in the alley off Monroe and Michigan.

Copy, 5021 Union. Ambo's en route.

All units be advised a 10-1's been called,

Michigan and Monroe.

Voight.

I got it.

You stay with him until help arrives.

OK. You're OK. I got you. I got you.

Uh...

I'm sorry.

I'm sorry.

Ah, I'm sorry.

I'm sorry. I...

Ah! God!

You must think I'm a monster, that I like doing these things.

I don't! I swear to God, I don't!

I get it.

I wasn't born this way.

I wasn't.

I was good.

I sat in the front row in class.

I sat in the front row!

And I behaved.

I don't want this in my head anymore!

I don't want to be this way! I don't want to be this way!

I was good!

Take it easy.

Take it easy.

He made me this way!

He put it in me!

He put it in me like a poison.

And I just-- I rotted and I rotted.

And he made me just like him.

You're gonna be OK.

Gary, we're gonna help you.

And I-- I don't want it anymore.

Hey, Gary. Gary, slow down.

It's that simple.

I ju--I have to just stop my head.

I need out. I need it out!

Gary, slow down.

Slow down. Look at me.

We're gonna help you.

And I read how to fix it.

And I--I know what I have to do.

Look, hey, whatever you're talking about,

I swear to God, we'll get you the help you need.

Gary, no! No!

Oh, Gary, no.

5021 Union.

I need another ambulance rolled to the Dearborn Club.

I got a male down.

Copy, 5021 Union.

Second ambo en route.

He doesn't have a pulse.

Officer Taylor's talking. He's coherent.

He's gonna be OK.

You should get checked out too. You took a hard hit.

I'm good.

Let's notify Gary Bell's father.

Yeah. Julie Bell too. Kid just lost her dad.

Mm.

What do you want now?

Julie, go to your room.

May we come in?

It's a bad time.

No.

Your son is dead.

He committed suicide

when we tried to arrest him.

Huh.

"Huh"?

Sir, he gave himself a goddamn lobotomy.

We'd like to inform his daughter of his passing.

Obviously, it's a delicate matter.

I'll tell Julie.

Your son's body's at the medical examiner's office.

I'll make sure they reach out so you can make arrangements.

That's fine.

Is that it?

Actually, it's not it.

Gary said some things before he died.

He said, "I wasn't born this way."

Said, "He made me this way."

Who do you think "he" is?

I want an investigative alert put out on Raymond Bell.

I mean, anything happens in this house--

I mean, anything happens in this block,

on this neighborhood, I want to know about it.

Copy.

And notify DCFS we got

a tender-age child in that house.

Got it, Sarge.

If it goes bad, none of this will be enough.

Yeah, I know.

That's all we can do.

There's something wrong in that house.

That district patch on the officer's uniform.

That style changed decades ago.

Back in the '70s. I looked it up.

Hmm.

Is that boy you, Sergeant?