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Thanks for taking him for a few days. Are you kidding?

My kids love Milo.

There's a crib seat with all this info and Milo's feeding instructions.

If there's any problems, we'll only be a few hours away.

He'll be fine. Have a great time. I really appreciate this.

And you, be a good, good boy.

All set.

We should hit the road.

You have the locations?

I printed out directions.

Wheels up in ten.

Are you ready for this?

Good to go.

I didn't know the girl would be with her.

I know, but...

So Paul's got Max for the whole day, is he?

Mm -hmm. Mm -hmm.

You won't be ashamed to waste that opportunity.

Yeah? Mm -hmm.

I'm sorry.

What? I have to go to work.

What? I know. I have to go.

Right. Of course.

The wheels of strategic consultancy stop for no one.

What's the emergency?

Confidential.

Right.

Oh, on that note, I managed to clear my schedule for that company picnic at your

boss's. I'm sorry I've been dragging my heels about it.

Colin, you're a crisis auditor.

You can't just clear your schedule.

You can't predict a crisis.

Yeah, obviously.

But what I'm saying is I can make it work.

And I'm an excellent plus one. I'm sure you are. But really, you don't have to

come. There's no pressure.

It's a father -son thing anyway, and I just don't want to disappoint him.

Yeah.

You know, if I didn't know any better, I'd say that you didn't want me to come

anymore.

Okay.

Look.

Max thinks you walk on water.

And he's eight.

So if I tell him you're going to be around... And... I don't know. You get a

call that some CEO got caught with his pants down in Brazil. Well, they really

got to stop sending those guys to Rio.

You disappear.

You're a drop -everything -and -go kind of guy, and I really, really like that

about you.

But Max needs someone he can rely on.

Yeah.

Understood. Paul can handle the picnic, and I think that'll be less confusing

for everyone.

Okay?

Okay. Yeah, no.

Of course.

Go on, you go.

Pay your last respects to the VanCamp family.

They were killed in a car bombing in a supermarket parking lot in Wilmington,

Delaware. The daughter of Ruby would have been...

Nine. Tomorrow.

That's horrible.

Coral Van Camp was chief science officer at Axion Data Systems, also located in

Wilmington, and ADS does top -secret cyber projects for the Pentagon. So

they think this is the work of international terrorists?

Or a maligned state?

Any info yet on the device?

Miguel? Yep. Fragments are already on their way to TDAC in Alabama.

Go find out exactly what she was working on, and if she had any enemies.

All right, let's do this, shall we?

Thought you guys like to blend in. What's with the shirt?

It's Blackpink. It's a K -pop band.

Never heard of them.

What, are you hiding a teenage daughter somewhere?

I guarantee you I will not be the only tech bro at this company wearing a K

T -shirt. Oh, so that's your play here.

I'll handle the security office on my own. Bro.

Brilliant.

Quantico, 2016, right?

That's right.

I did my 20 and booked.

Running security here.

I pull in four times my GS -13.

You should think about it.

Maybe.

So, uh, you knew Cora Van Camp?

Sure. It's a damn shame.

Nice lady, good pedigree.

Came from Lockheed. Ran data science.

On their DOD projects?

I assume so. They don't read me in on the fine print.

So, um, did Cora ever report any threats? Suspicuous communications?

Nothing. Caught us all flat -footed.

Hmm.

I got to take this.

Go ahead. All right.

Hey, babe.

Yeah. Oh, my God. I'm so sorry. My bad. You got to be more careful, bro. My bad.

My bad.

Hey, excuse me. Is anybody sitting here?

Oh, no.

It's kind of a tough day to be here, right?

Horrible.

Our daughters were friends.

No way.

We were supposed to go to their birthday party.

Oh my, I am so sorry.

Oh, that's awful.

How'd you know her?

I, uh, I can't really say.

DOD project?

I can neither confirm nor deny.

I'm Mike, by the way.

Tamara. Hey.

This has to be related to work, right?

The only sense I can make of it.

Her personal life was totally chill.

I don't know.

I mean, the coders are the ones with all the expertise.

Why would they zero in on her?

Cora, she kept a low profile.

But... She once told me...

If the Joint Chiefs ever wanted to shut down the electrical grids in Beijing,

they'd call her.

Wow.

Wow.

But what I want to talk about right now is the TED Talk. Did you see how many

viewers were on that?

Fifteen million people. Mr. Myers, how about a pic for Insta?

Now? Please, please, please. We're a huge fan. Your TED Talk on AI? Please,

dude. Yeah, okay, come on.

Okay,

go. Say cheese.

Oh, come on.

What the heck?

The poor man's Elon Musk.

If your poor man is a multi -billionaire whose company launches our satellites

and military payloads, his company had a standing reservation at that restaurant

every Monday.

Medical examiner believes he died of exposure to a VX nerve agent that was

applied to the inside of a baseball cap.

What about the girls? Weren't they exposed too? Yeah, the one who handed

cap, Danielle, just died.

Car bombs, nerve gas, about six hours apart.

I know assassinations are contagious, but...

Two victims in military tech. This is no coincidence.

Yeah, I ran a Monte Carlo simulation.

Most likely scenario.

The murders are part of a conspiracy to cripple our cutting -edge warfare

capabilities.

Hey, finally we got some good news.

Cassidy, the girl who recorded the attack, she got lucky.

Limited exposure. She's coming out of sedation. Well, where's she at? St.

Michael's? Yeah, go.

Okay.

She said she'd pay us $500 if we pranked him and took a video of it.

With the baseball cap.

Everyone knows he's a diehard Boston fan, so if we could get a video of him

New York cap... She gave us the money and the cap in a sealed bag, told

us where he was, said we'd get 500 more when we send her the video.

And you didn't even think to question it?

I don't know. I don't know.

Look, I swear we didn't know there was, like, poison on that cap.

I'm so sorry, okay?

Danielle is dead.

Cameron Myers, too.

All for internet likes.

Hey, this woman, what did she look like?

Like your guys' age in her 50s.

Can you remember anything else?

Dark hair, dark eyes.

She was there, sitting at the bar in the restaurant.

We were supposed to send her the video so we can get the rest of the money,

but...

Then we started feeling sick.

Here's the security footage from the restaurant.

That must be her at the bar blending in.

Right here, everyone turns, looks at the commotion, except our mystery woman.

Yeah, she doesn't run. She doesn't try to help. She just walks away calmly

because her work is done.

And here is the K -Town footage.

Whoa, okay, stop.

Zoom in on her.

Okay, we can work with that.

Run it through facial rec. Don't stop until you've got something to go on.

On it.

Besides being a hugely successful entrepreneur and a media darling,

Myers was an engineering savant.

There are several hundred CX aerospace spacecraft circling Earth right now, and

he designed them all.

And how many of those are purposed for military use? Or space force?

I'm not at liberty to discuss our technology.

Well, rest assured, we both have top security clearance from the Pentagon.

In my world, that's double -A balls. You need to rate exceptional before I could

redo it on strategic capabilities of specific spacecraft.

Well, I don't need to rate anything, Miss Bailey, to know that CX's bread and

butter is launching the world's nastiest toys into the fourth domain.

I wouldn't call them toys. No?

Anti -satellite systems, laser weapons. Forgive my partner for showing off. No,

no, no. My point is that there's a dozen malign actors out there right now

popping champagne because your boss is dead.

Without a doubt. But who they are... Is what we'd like to find out.

So how about this? Does your company interface with Axian data systems?

Again, even if I knew, I couldn't tell you.

Come on, come on, come on.

I just got this from the FBI bomb tech.

The ignition device was a low -end burner. Okay, any traceable serial

partial, and this particular model was distributed to seven convenience stores

in northern New Jersey. Okay, road trip?

Wait, I think I can save you guys some time. Oh, please do. He drives 58 miles

an hour, tops.

We got a handful of facial records from the restaurant video, so if I can cross

-reference that with the footage from Cape Town, it matches to... her.

Farah Abenpour, Teaneck, New Jersey. And we got her husband, Joe Abenpour, owns

a landscape business, naturalized U .S. citizen, emigrated here from Iran in

2014. Any vehicles?

Yeah, a Honda and a Ford panel van.

All right, I'll put Bolo's out.

We've got the Honda in the driveway.

Yeah, but no van.

Alpha ready? Go, go, go!

names, isn't it?

Classic overcompensation.

I'll kill as an animal lover and a recycler.

Heartwarming.

And they left their laptop.

No, no, no, no, no!

You okay?

Yeah. Yeah?

Can't believe he almost got you on it.

Got what?

The laptop was rigged with a motion sensor. I saw it in Ukraine.

So one off when you and I tackled you yeah, but if you'd have picked it up

Oh You want to actually

if we keep in school The album pours when the booby -trapped a laptop if they

were coming back home are they running or hunting I Don't know I'm gonna roll

why stop now Is that printer clear I voucher that

and that's Bag up what's left of the laptop.

I did a deep dive on Joe and Farrah Abinpour. There is no Joe and Farrah

Abinpour. Those names are legends created for them by the Iranian

Guard Corps.

Just as I thought.

Good fourth five.

Flipped into the country 11 years ago and stayed off our radar ever since.

What are their professional covers?

Farrah graduated from Toro College of Pharmacy, works at our local Walgreens,

and Joe runs a landscape design firm.

What I don't understand is, it's been over a decade, and... I can answer that.

Kevin, welcome to the Thunderdome.

What do you got?

As you may have heard, DOD's been developing a new and improved bunker

an effort to wipe out Iran's nuclear infrastructure.

I'm familiar.

Our death believes that in response, a long -dormant sleeper cell here in the U

.S. has been awakened.

Mm -hmm.

Activated by Tehran after 11 years? Yeah. You were stationed there at one

weren't you, Nikki?

Tehran? Never been.

But if we're developing weapons to take out their nuclear systems...

They'll retaliate. And your two victims, Cameron Myers and Cora Van Camp, each

of them was directly involved in the weapons development.

Their work is done. They will go underground. We need to find them. Okay,

on. I got something.

We sent the memory chip to get processed. The one on the printer found

Albinport. The last print jobs were GPS directions to Cameron's dinner spot, the

Van Camp, and the Soundpoint Country Club. Cross -reference membership

to any companies related to Axiom or Cameron Myers.

Yeah.

It looks like Cameron just bought the Bennett Company, which is a small firm

that manufactures electromagnetic devices, and John Bennett, the CEO, is a

member at the club.

What? He had a 1 p .m. tea time today with his teenage son.

Excuse me, John Bennett? Anyone know John Bennett?

Get in the car, Carl.

No.

Get out of the car! Get out of the car!

Get out of the car!

Get out of the car!

Joe Bennett, that makes five victims in two days.

The Albonfours got what they wanted. They're probably on their way to getting

-filled out.

And now what Chester Petey lost their van on 684?

No, we're fresh out of Leeds. Not quite.

If I could just thank you.

Oh, yeah? Counter -Terra just knows how to ID the handler?

That's shooting the moon, but I got the next best thing.

We're always keeping tabs on Iran's permanent mission.

Lots of turmoil over there. Means that things are up for grabs.

You saying there's a soft target?

Layla Karimi.

She's pretty, isn't she?

That's never going to work. The Iranians are too buttoned up.

I'm just laying it at your feet.

Do with it what you will.

Excuse me. Excuse me. I'm so sorry. This bike's reserved.

You can't reserve a bike. Hey.

Oh. Well, obviously you're not aware of the new enhanced reservation system they

have for VIPs.

You don't look very VIP to me.

Oh, wow.

Okay. Can I have my bike now?

Why don't we sell this over a drink?

You're asking me out?

Okay. Full disclosure, there's no enhanced reservation system. It was,

The roof.

Pretty poor one at that.

I know, I thought it was worth a try.

Or not.

Okay, uh... Bike home safely.

Wait.

I'm Layla.

Derek.

wanted to travel, I would plan these imaginary trips to Rio, Bangkok.

What about London? You ever go there?

I didn't want to assume, but is that where you're from?

Yeah, yeah. Spent my entire life there, actually.

Until my UK firm banished me to New York.

It's not really my cup of tea here.

I'm sick. I know the feeling.

Do you miss Tehran?

My family...

My culture.

Yeah, that part.

My dad actually went there in the 70s when he was a hippie.

Fell in love with the place, actually.

Said Tehran was like a cosmopolitan oasis.

Yeah, as long as you bowed down to the Shah.

It's different times.

Well, it's much worse now, though, isn't it?

Oh, sorry, I didn't mean to... Not at all. It's just where I work, you... You

can't talk about things like that.

Right.

Well, don't worry. Your secret's safe with me.

What about your secrets?

Rohan Jafari emigrated here 20 years ago. Lives with his wife on Park Avenue.

Two kids at Dalton.

Living the Manhattan dream.

Yeah.

This translator at the Iranian mission.

What, Layla?

She's reliable.

Well, let's just say she can't hold a liquor. After a few cocktails, she told

everything I needed to know.

So that's in your company's playbook?

Yeah, it is. Because it's very effective.

Is it?

Well, obviously.

Because Layla also told me that someone signed two Canadian passports out of the

office safe this morning.

And you're sure she's not sending us on some goose chase just to buy some time?

Yes, Bill, I'm quite sure. And it's wild goose chase.

Okay.

There he is. That's him, yeah.

Looks like he's got the goods.

Let's go.

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

Okay, that must be the dead drop.

Yeah, so the Avonpores are here in the city.

Uh -huh.

He's leaving.

Okay, you wait here and collar them. I'll stay with Dr. Japari. Copy.

And give me your keys. I might need your car.

Oh, no can do. It's against regulations.

Seriously, Bill.

Active investigation.

Green keys.

I promise I'll treat it like my own.

That's what I'm afraid of.

No, no, no, no. Come on.

Hey, buddy. I'll take the bag, please.

No way, man.

Well, it's mine. I actually forgot it here earlier. I got it first.

I'll ask you nicely one more time.

Don't even get nasty.

All right.

Here you go, cowboy.

Thank you.

You have a good day.

You have a good day.

They turned up yet?

No, and they're not going to.

What do you mean? What's going on?

It's a swag bag from his dentist's office.

He was on to us.

Oh.

A phony dead drop. I'm going to ask you again. Could Layla have played you?

Tipped him off?

No. I don't know. I doubt it.

I bet Jafari's just being cautious.

Did you manage to tail him? Yeah, I have a few cars behind him. He's just about

to turn north on the Palisade.

I guess he might be making a personal delivery to the Avonpores.

Okay, stay on him. Do not engage. I'll grab a few agents and catch up.

Copy that.

Okay, we're on the Palisade near Hastings.

Okay, it's pulling off into some sort of roadhouse.

Copy.

Okay, I'm at Rick's Club America off New York 303.

Five minutes away.

I'll try and stall him. Just hurry up.

Excuse me, sir. Hey, I'm so sorry. My phone has just run out and I'm trying to

get to night. Sorry, no idea.

Can you help me?

If I could borrow your phone for a minute. Sorry, I don't have time for

You don't understand. I have a family emergency.

I'm in a rush. Please, sir. I'm begging you.

Get in the car and drive away.

Okay. Get back in. Okay, okay, I'm getting in. I'm getting in. Get in the

FBI, gentlemen, we got a problem here? I'm so sorry.

I was asking this man for directions, and then he pulled a gun on me. He's

lying, officer. He tried to rob me.

Secure the weapon.

I have a license for that. Yeah, I'm sure you do. Cuff him.

Uh, sir, do you mind if I go inside and call my wife? Go ahead. Yeah?

Thank you.

Hold up, hold up.

What do we got here?

What's that?

You're under arrest for espionage against the United States of America.

Destruction of property.

Get him on here.

Che Tori, pada?

Bacon cheeseburgers, eh?

Fake Americans to the bitter end.

I wouldn't, Joe.

The FBI are right outside.

It's over.

Did the FBI notice my van outside?

There's a bomb inside.

Armed with 20 kilos of C4.

I pretend.

And this building will be obliterated.

Along with every one of these real Americans.

You're bluffing.

Ask John Bennett or the Van Camp family about that.

Or you can call the bomb squad.

We can wait.

Drop the gun! Get them out of here!

What's going on?

They rigged the van with thief Paul.

It's got a cell phone trigger.

Just get out, I'll deal with it. Okay? Go!

Got it. Back out, guys, back out.

Nobody move!

Hands where I can see them!

Now put your phones out on the table!

Now! Hurry!

You two!

You! You! Grab the phones, put them on the bar.

Harry! You,

shut the blinds.

Okay. Everybody stay calm.

We're going to try and work this out, okay, people?

Joe? Joe, talk to me.

What's your plan?

There's an airfield in Ogdensburg, New York. I will drive our van there with

four hostages.

They will be released when the private jet that you procured for us lands in

Tehran.

If... You tried to stop us. Okay, okay, okay. Let me go outside and talk to the

FBI.

I want everyone to get out of here alive, including myself.

Tell your friend to meet you at the doorway where I can see you.

If you or him try any tricks, we all go to heaven.

Understood.

The real deal?

90 % sure, yeah.

They want a private jet out of here.

Yeah, so do I.

Obama's phone activated?

Uh -huh. We need to call the FCC and shut down any cell towers they're paying

here. Better idea. Call Miguel, get him to hack his way into it.

Okay, whenever we're out here losing their cell service, you guys come in

I don't have my phone, so I won't know when that'll be.

That's enough!

I got you.

Gotta go. Go.

Okay. Good news.

They've agreed to your demands.

How long? I'm trying, Mickey. I'm trying.

Okay, there are three towers within range of the restaurant.

Let's go.

You, you, you.

Let's go. Come on.

Ah, this is bad. This is bad.

If they leave this location, they'll get service out of the towers.

Come on. Up, up, up.

You two, let's go.

Joe, what's happening?

We're leaving now.

But the planes come from LaGuardia. They need to refuel. It's going to take an

hour. I don't care. We're leaving now. It's better to stay here. There's

restaurants. We'll wait at the airport. Para.

Let's go, guys. Let's go. Hurry.

Go first.

Let's go. Go, go, go.

Go.

First one to the table.

You go in front.

Go.

Keep going.

Move.

Get inside.

Go.

Stay right there.

That's enough.

That's good.

Get in. Get in.

Come on, come on, come on, come on.

Second one's available.

All right.

That's good.

If they follow us, there'll

be one left passenger.

Joe, take me with you. I can help you with stuff down the line. No, I'm afraid

not. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

The third tower has no cipher settings.

Never mind. I got it.

Joe, you don't understand the situation.

The FBI, they're going to try something with this jet.

I don't believe you.

Pull the bidding.

Go, let's go.

Let's go.

Got it.

Go, go, go. Johnson, gun.

Move up.

Drop it.

Drop him.

I said drop him.

Now.

Drop it.

On your knees. Drop the gun.

Hands up.

All clear.

Good job. Let's go.

Hands above your head.

Give me that weapon.

Yeah?

Good job, partner.

That was, uh, heroin?

Yeah.

Yeah.

I've called Nicky to tell her it's over, but, uh, no service.

Well, you were right.

He loved it.

Oh, well, he's a man after my own heart. I started playing rugby when I was his

age.

Just wait till I show him how to throw a proper spin pass.

I see what you're doing, you know.

And what's that?

You just happen to be driving by a sporting goods store in the middle of

day? It's not a bribe, Sarah.

No, I know.

It's just...

It doesn't change anything.

Max already has a father.

Paul is boring, but he shows up.

Well, this is me showing up right now.

You are visiting.

There's a difference.

Okay.

Brutal honesty time.

Um, look, I know that I can be...

A bit flighty, and I understand your impulse to pull away because... No,

that's not what I... No, no, please, Sarah, please.

I get it that you're scared about you and Max, but I...

I think you should know that I'm scared too.

I lost someone not that long ago.

Someone that I... that I really loved.

She died.

I had no idea.

I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

I've been walking around since then like I was half asleep.

I met you and... You've woken me up.

I didn't think I could ever feel like that about someone again.

But I can because I do.

Sarah, I really, really care about you.

And I think that I'm... I'm falling.

Me too.

Your boy, Mr. Colin Glass.

He's not easy to track. Powers down his phone during off hours. Pops up here and

there for facial wreck, but you know that'll stay in the shadows.

Don't ever tell him that. He'll take it as a compliment.

No, I meant it as a compliment.

That man practices digital hygiene and counter surveillance.

Everyone's got a blind spot.

True enough.

And I think I found it.

The tracker you put on that Aston Martin.

Nicky's ex -husband's car. He didn't return it? He did, but not before

Miss Sarah Lloyd.

Does she matter?

Well, maybe.

For starters, her friend Colin sees a lot of her.

But also through a shell company that loans her out to a Delaware LLC, it

appears that she works in international development.

Interestingly, the parent company is Pyramid Security.

Pyramid Security, remind me. They do this and that, shady, spies for hire,

they're global.

So Colin's secret girlfriend works at a billion -dollar intelligence shop.

So what do you want me to do?

Tracker.

Delete everything. Do nothing until I report back.

Your call?

Yeah.

Thanks, Ian.

Take care of yourself.