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Sit. Kisses. Kisses first.

- You really didn't get your mom anything?
- I got her something, but it's a surprise.

From me? I've never met the woman.

Well, you know, I don't trust you.

What about your kids?
They go all out for you on Mother's Day?

Of course they do. I'm the best.

What are you doing here?

Oh, I happened to be close by
when the call went out, so I swung by.

Based on what I've seen so far,
it's a professional hit.

They wiped the cameras, so we have no idea
how they got in or how many.

Okay, what is this building?

Canyon Gate private vaults.

Think safe deposit boxes, but bigger.

Yeah, I've heard of facilities like this.

People store things
that can't be replaced,

- usually worth a fortune.
- Yeah, artwork, rare coins, jewelry.

So like a storage closet
for rich hoarders? Got it.

The owner just gave me an earful.

They have biometric access,
encrypted logs,

and redundant systems,
somehow all bypassed.

Mmm. And what about the, uh, the guards?

There's just one. I hear he's an ex-SEAL.

Techs found this near the rear exit.

- And what did Dean have to say?
- Ask me again after we find him.

Their security plan was one guy?

I guess the owner thought tech
was more reliable than people.

Probably won't trust either after this.

Hard to imagine
someone could rob a place like this

without help from a guy
like Dean on the inside.

I got the unis tracking him down now.

Whoever broke in somehow overrode security

to access the individual vaults.

This place had quite the clientele list.

I see studio masters, Olympic medals.

What is on here?

We're not looking for what's here.
We're looking for what isn't.

- Whoa!
- What?

Just some extremely
expensive shoes and clothes.

Why would they leave all this?

It's like they got about halfway
down the vault and then just stopped.

Well, maybe they just took
whatever they could carry.

- Or maybe they...
- Shh!

Did you just shush me?

Shush, both of you.

I was doing a sweep down the hall,
then these guys came up behind me.

How many?

Four.

Four? You're sure?

One of them cracked me with the butt
of his gun, took my weapon,

zip-tied me face-down.

When they came back,
I thought that was it.

Instead they dragged me in here.

It's almost like having more than
one security guard would be helpful.

You get a look at these guys?

No, they all had masks, gloves too.

What about their heights, their weights?

Nah, nothing.

Oh, come on, man. Give me something.

- Uh, I think one of them was chewing gum.
- Gum?

He smelled like peppermint.

They certainly cleared out this room.

What's in here?

Miss, please don't touch that.

- Who are you?
- I'm the owner.

Oh, good.
Can you tell me what's in the box?

I'm afraid we keep all our
clients' property entirely confidential.

That's good. That's very professional.
I'll check it out myself.

Looks like some sort of hard drive?

Was there anything else
in this room or is this it?

I believe this is just how it was.

You guys have a lot of sensors.
What are they for?

Uh, yes, they allow us to maintain
precise temperature and humidity,

monitor air quality.

In here we monitor and control everything.

Can you tell which
vault they broke into last?

This one. 312.

- Now I really want to know what's on this.
- Where you going with this, Morgan?

Maybe they did break in looking
for something specific,

and maybe they stopped looking
in the vaults

because they found
what they were looking for.

That's a lot of maybes.
If they wanted it, why not take it?

I don't know.

Maybe we should find out.

Neighbor's camera caught the crew
fleeing at 9:55 p.m.

No plates though.

So that's all we got?

Four armed men,
one of whom may have minty fresh breath.

We got a little more than that.
The vault logs.

I thought the owner refused
to release those?

Said he had to protect
the privacy of his clients.

He came around once I explained
he won't have any clients

if this robbery ends up on the news.

This says the vault with the hard drive
was rented by Alpheus Hodges.

It's quite a name.

Not one that I see
in our system or social media.

Maybe because he's been dead
for 168 years.

Alpheus Hodges, first mayor of LA,
we can probably rule him out.

So whoever the drive belongs to
doesn't want to be found.

What did this crew actually steal?

According to this, just one item.

A bottle of '97 Chateau Madeleine.

What? That can't be right.

It is worth $90,000.

Who spends that on a bottle of wine?

Yeah, it would have been easier
to boost a car if you wanted the money.

They didn't. Look.

So, according to those logs,
they get there at 9:02.

They tie up the guard
and start opening vaults.

First one at 9:07, and the last at 9:24.

That's right, except they didn't leave
until 9:55, almost 30 minutes later.

That's a long time to be mulling
over a bottle of wine.

What the hell were they doing?

That's what I was trying to figure out
until I noticed the temperature log.

Each of the vaults are
individually climate-controlled

because paper, wine, clothes, film

all have different optimal temperatures
for preservation.

Vault 312 was set at exactly 52 degrees,
perfect for electronics.

Cool, but not too cold
to cause condensation.

But then…

- It got warmer? That's your point?
- Yeah, you heard the owner.

A steady rise in temperature like that
just wouldn't happen

unless something was in the vault
to heat it up.

Like the bodies of the robbers?

But bodies don't
give off heat consistently.

You know what does?

Technology.

The reason that they didn't steal anything
is because they didn't have to.

They were in there that whole time
making a copy.

That would explain the extra time,
the heat, why nothing's missing.

But not why they didn't just take
the drive with them. Why leave it?

Maybe they didn't want us to know
they had a copy.

Okay, here we go.

I had them dust the hard drive for prints.
We got a hit, Mitchell Huston.

Well, he's alive, 40, no record.
Glassell Park address.

Great. Karadec, you're with me. Let's go.

Hopefully this Mitchell Huston is our guy.

Hey, you're real worked up
over a high-end robbery.

You got a soft spot
for the private vault community?

Mitchell Huston, LAPD.

Mitchell Huston. Grew up
in Boyle Heights after the I-5 expansion.

He heard stories
of houses being demolished,

streets disappearing right off the map.

That's what got him
into community organizing,

which led to a job at City Hall
where he worked his way up to City Clerk.

- And we know this how?
- He was close with the landlord.

- She said he was a model tenant.
- Yeah, and a model citizen. Look at this.

This guy loved LA. His whole place
is basically a shrine to the city.

- It's just…
- It's just what?

I don't know. Why would someone
who lives here also rent a private vault

with some of the wealthiest people
in Los Angeles?

I don't know, but he must be connected
to the hard drive.

- Time of death?
- Most likely between 5:00 and 8:00.

Maybe Mitchell knew one
of the Canyon Gate robbers.

They probably came here
right before the robbery.

Daphne pulled the Canyon Gate contract.

Mitchell signed it,
but he wasn't the one paying for it.

- Who was?
- The City of Los Angeles.

I'm gonna fast track a warrant for us
to get that hard drive into evidence.

Oz, why don't you meet Daphne
at Canyon Gate?

Yeah.

If the city was paying for Mitchell
to store that hard drive,

someone at City Hall must know something.

I know plenty of people there.
I have this one.

- He's acting weird, right?
- I don't know.

I stopped trying to figure out
the Captain a long time ago. Why?

This morning at the vaults, he said
he was there because he was close by,

- but my friend in dispatch said...
- You have a friend in dispatch?

I have friends everywhere.
Why's that weird?

Anyway, she said

that he asked them to notify him
if there were any major robberies.

Why would he do that?

Hey, everybody, welcome back to another
episode of The Greatest Secrets of LA.

- What are we looking at?
- Greatest Secrets of LA.

Mitchell made hundreds of these.

City Hall is at the epicenter.

Speaking of City Hall, how did it go?

I talked to Mitchell's deputy,
Andy Maxwell.

She confirmed he was
a top-level city clerk.

It was a big deal.

Okay, so that means
he certified votes, finalized ordinances.

If it shaped this city,
it crossed his desk.

Yeah, and you can't do a job like that

without pissing people off
and letting people go.

Turnover at City Hall is notoriously high.

Is there a list of the employees he fired?

There is. It's on its way.

Andy's gonna email it over
once she gets approval.

We should have it soon.
Where we at with the box?

Holding pattern,
waiting for our TID ace to work his magic.

- This guy got a name?
- Lyle.

Hey, Lyle, how's it coming?

That's encouraging.
Any chance we get a password?

Called the mayor's office
to see if they know. No news back yet.

Where's Morgan?

You're real worked up
over a high-end robbery.

He smelled like peppermint.

Taylor, stay with me.

Is my office smaller
than Lieutenant Soto's?

'Cause it feels smaller.

You've seen this crew before? In Oakland?

You almost caught him.

Almost.

And Taylor Lawson?

What about an actual human woman?
Have you ever married one of those?

Got real close.

She's the fiancée who died?

I'm sorry.

Me too.

Do you mind if we keep this between us?

Listen, I am the last person to tell you

that you're too close to a case
to work it,

but you gotta fill them in.

Tell them everything you know.
That's how they can best help you.

Okay.

I'll bring everyone up to speed.

Okay.

Lieutenant Soto.

Mayor Cal, what a surprise.

I know Detective Karadec here
reached out to your office,

but he didn't tell me
they were gonna send you.

You guys that understaffed too, huh?

Hey now, when my proposed budget lands
next month, none of us will be, I hope.

- It's a pleasure, Mayor.
- Yeah, hey.

There it is.

Yes, so you know the password?

Access to any of it
could really help us out.

Now, that won't be necessary.
It's the property of the City of LA.

- Go ahead and pack it up.
- Whoa, whoa. Hang on.

- What's going on?
- Nick Wagner.

It's always a good day
when I bump into you and not your old man.

- How are ya?
- Good, thanks.

You came by to help us
finally get into that thing?

Don't worry, I've been briefed. We'll have
my people make sure it wasn't compromised.

We'll keep you in the loop.

What's on it?

Who is she exactly?

My name's Morgan.
What's on the hard drive?

Morgan consults for us.

Why did Mitchell have it?

The short answer is, we get two dozen
terror threats a month in this city.

Last year, two came from inside City Hall.

You don't protect something this important
by keeping it

in a building that's already a target.

- Mitchell was somebody we could trust.
- And you can trust this team.

Whatever's on there could be the key
to solving his murder

and the Canyon Gate robbery.

We're pretty certain
someone's already made a copy of it.

Are you concerned that we might find
something about you on there, Mayor?

- Morgan.
- I'm just wondering

why he doesn't wanna help us solve
a man's murder?

A man who worked for you.

There are four million people
that live in this city,

and my job is to care about all of them.

That's why I have to take it.

You know, Mayor,
I'd hate for someone to get the impression

that you were interfering
with an investigation.

Does your father like you throwing
this much weight around?

I'm not here for my father.

So what do you say we take a peek

and you can avoid a very public dispute
with the LAPD?

Your eyes only. Five minutes.

Her too.

- All right, let's do it.
- The civic black box.

It's the city's last resort brain.

Not even I know all of what's on here,

but if we went dark tomorrow,

this is exactly how Los Angeles
comes back online.

Every system we pray
we never have to use lives here.

It's the door,
lock and key to the entire city.

Anybody who has this
could disrupt neighborhoods,

disrupt police, create panic.

Someone could use what's on here
to cripple the city without firing a shot.

- Morgan, right?
- Yeah.

Whatever it is that you do so well,
I'd start doing it pretty damn fast.

I'd love to. I'm gonna need you
to get out of the way then.

Thank you so much.

Have you seen anything we can use?

Uh…

- I'm seeing a lot of things they can use.
- How bad is it?

On a scale of one to Godzilla,
it's not great.

With the intel they have,
they've got three major plays:

shut down the power grid,

poison the water, or scramble air traffic.

- Yeah, I said it's not great.
- So what are you saying?

They might pull some kind
of attack on the city?

They're thieves, not terrorists.
They don't burn the city, they rob 'em.

Sorry, got the list from City Hall.

Thirty-two employees were terminated
during Mitchell's time there.

All right, start digging
into every one of these.

See if anyone stands out
as a potential conspirator

and knows what the thieves'
next target will be. Go.

Karadec.

- What's going on?
- Willow went above us.

The chief just called.

She got to him, gave us an order
to stop tailing her unlawfully.

- I wasn't aware we were tailing her.
- We're not. We're surveilling her.

She's been frequenting the Beverly
Palms Country Club, so we set up shop.

She's here in LA,
seeing people who are not us,

so pretty soon,
we'll know who she's seeing.

So who the hell's been following her?

Maybe the FBI.
She rubbed someone the wrong way

after forcing the Erik Hayworth transfer.

Lyle couldn't crack into the black box.

Did you hear me?

Keep it quiet for now.

- Lyle couldn't crack it.
- I remember. So why...

That means the crew had to have a hacker,
but it had to be someone on the inside,

somebody who was familiar with City Hall.

There's one guy from Oz's list
who's a better hacker than Lyle,

and he got fired for speaking up
at City Hall.

Colton Palmisano.

- Colton Palmisano, LAPD.
- You guys don't knock?

We buzzed.

- Buzzer's broken.
- The apartment door is open.

I leave it cracked for my cat.

He's pissed that we live in a high-rise.
He likes to socialize with the neighbors.

It's the closest thing he gets
to getting outside.

Cool. Any other cat history
you want to fill us in on?

Um, no. I'm sorry, who…
…who are you?

Pay attention.

You worked in IT at City Hall
until you got fired about a year ago.

Yeah, for caring too loudly.

Uh, HR hates volume.

A place called Canyon Gate got hit
last night. Professional crew.

They made a copy of a hard drive
that was hidden in one of the vaults.

- What's that got to do with me?
- Gutter queens.

- These your daughters?
- Yeah.

San Fernando Valley champs
two years in a row.

Oh. Congratulations.

We know you have the knowledge
and the skill to hack the drive.

We also know you worked
with Mitchell Huston.

Mitchy Houston, good guy.

Yeah, maybe he was. He's dead now.

Shot in the chest.

Oh. Do we have your attention now?

I had nothing to do with that.

I don't think you killed him, but I think
you worked with the people who did.

They told me it was leverage.
It was… It was pressure to force change.

You got played. Now you're very close
to spending the next 20 years behind bars.

Your girls will have kids of their own
by the time you get out.

Unless you cut a deal.

- Morgan...
- Just listen, okay?

No, let the lady talk.

You are too smart of a guy to work
with people like that

without an insurance policy.

Something that can get you home to
your daughters and not thrown into prison.

Look, I can try and convince these guys
to promise you a deal,

but whatever you've got,
it better be something good, Colton.

I don't know. I doubt it'll be that good.

I put a digital tracker
on the burner phone they called me from.

- That should do it.
- Is that even possible?

Pull it up. Now.

You get us a location on the thieves,

you get a deal.

- They're boxed.
- Good.

Let's keep it that way.

Let's go. Let's go. Let's go.

We lost 'em, Captain.

It's not good.
Three of ours got injured in the blast,

- but there were no casualties.
- Looks like a maze.

What were they doing here?

Rehearsing.

So what are you saying? They might
pull some kind of attack on the city?

They're thieves, not terrorists.
They don't burn the city, they rob 'em.

Mangoes, horchata, chili lime chips.

Why stop to go grocery shopping?

Well, 'cause even criminals eat.

Yeah, but six miles away
from their hideout?

Why not the Food for Less,
six blocks away?

We'll pull cameras, talk to the owner.

Maybe we get lucky, catch a glimpse
of one of these guys without a mask on.

Morgan, we've got a BOLO out,
choppers in the sky.

Every resource we have is being spent
to help us catch these guys.

Yeah, I know. I just feel like
there's something I'm missing.

Hey.

I know you.

You gotta give yourself permission
to shut it down for tonight, okay?

Well, we've been at this for hours.

We'll be better tomorrow.

Are you okay if I bring
some of this stuff home?

I mean, I'm going to anyway,
you just like when I ask first.

- Thanks for that.
- You got it.

- Hey, Karadec.
- Yeah?

Where's Wagner?

Pretty sure he's still at the scene.

What are you doing?

Drinking the evidence.

You know what my favorite part is, Morgan?

Standing in the place
where they practice beating us,

trying to figure out what we missed.

He was right there.

I was so close.

No.

No. Right, I forgot.

You're the only one that's allowed
to break the rules, right?

God forbid
if somebody else breaks the rules.

What does that mean?

Go ahead. Do your thing.

Find the needle. Find the thing
that no one else gets to see.

- What are you doing right now?
- Only you can see.

- No.
- Use that big IQ of yours

and solve the case.

Don't take this out on me.

You think you're the only person
who knows what it's like to lose somebody?

It's not the same.

No, it's not. I had a baby.

It didn't matter how I felt.
I still had to get my ass out of bed

every single morning and figure it out.

It's not a competition. Look at me.

I'm sorry she died.

Some days I wish Roman did too.

Get in the car.

We're all right.

Morgan, look...

You know what?

We don't have to talk about it.
Let's just get you inside.

- I just want to tell you...
- Listen, we're good.

Give me your keys, okay?

- Okay.
- Thank you.

In you go.

Hey, baby.

Yeah.

Hi.

Ingrid. Hi.

Hi. Oh, your teeth
are in all the wrong spots.

They're supposed to go on the inside.

You're all backwards. What happened?

They shot at me three times first.

Somehow missed every organ.

I don't know if it was the adrenaline,

but I was still standing
when I saw her down.

They shot her once in the leg.

Hit her right in the artery.

She bled out in my arms.

Right until the very end,

she just wanted to know if I was okay.

Come on. Time to go to bed.

Get some sleep, okay?

You almost caught him.

Almost.

Go ahead. Find the thing
that no one else gets to see.

The civic black box.

It's the door,
lock and key to the entire city.

It's not a maze.

It's a map. I saw it on the hard drive.

- What is it?
- Outdated grids, tunnels...

A city beneath the city?

Yeah, basically, and some of them are
still accessible all around the city.

So there are tunnels underground that
match the maze we saw at the warehouse?

That's right.
So whatever they're planning on hitting,

they don't have to access it
from the street,

which means by the time
we realize what's been stolen...

They'll be long gone.

911's lighting up.

There's a breach at the port of LA.

LADWP blackout threat,
and the reservoir alarm's just tripped.

- That's not a robbery.
- That's an attack.

Wagner said they were chasing money.
What if he's wrong?

If you go after enough systems,
you paralyze everything.

To what end?

Okay, I got units heading to the port,
LADWP and the reservoir.

I just got a call from the chief.

The mayor wants us removed from the case

so he can assemble a task force
of his own to run point.

I say let them try. Where are we at?

Okay. We think the crew is going
after one of the big three targets.

So far, none of them show
any indication of being breached.

I got a bad feeling that by the time
we figure out what they're after,

- it'll be long gone.
- And they will be too.

Just give me one second.

Hey, are you okay?

Hey, they wanna know what time
you're gonna be home.

So we can start your Mother's Day gift.

- Start my gift?
- It's not really a gift.

It's more of a situation.

We can't wait anymore.
We're going to show you.

Ta-da!

- What? No way. We're going indoor camping?
- Yeah, you mentioned it a long time ago.

- We thought it'd be really fun.
- I love it. I can't wait, you guys.

- I'll see you tonight.
- We were going to pick up flowers

and bring the outdoors in, but our trip
to the flower district was a disaster.

The credit card machines
were down at every store,

and Chloe was feeling a little gassy,
so we had to improvise.

Wait a second. You went to more than
one flower place and they were down?

We did, but we could still pick some up
at the grocery store if you want that.

No. It's okay. But I have to go.
I love you so much.

- I'll see you tonight.
- Happy Mother's Day!

Wagner was right.
They're after cash, a lot of it.

And I think I know where
they're planning to get it.

It's Mother's Day. Diamond District,
Flower District, Fashion District.

Cash flow spikes all downtown.

- How much are we talking?
- On average,

looks like about 18 to 20 million
moves between those three districts

during the holiday.

And if somebody jams up
the credit card machines, even briefly,

a lot of that flips to cash.

Which would stay on site
until it was consolidated

and picked up by armored transport.

They were scouting the best place to hit
the armored cars transporting the cash.

Well, no, not exactly.

On the civic black box,
I saw a map of the pneumatic tubes

that they used to use back in the day.

Financial institutions needed a secure way

to keep large amounts of money
off the floor.

Tellers would load cash into a canister,

drop it into the slot and pressurized air
sent it straight to the vault.

It was fast and secure.

So are you saying some
of them are still working?

In a way, yeah. I mean, large retailers
and casinos, they still use the tubes

to get excess cash out of their registers.

It goes through the walls,
down into the floors,

and then it's taken into
these collection sites.

Until the armored cars show up,
that money is just bulk cash.

They're not targeting the stores
or the armored vehicles.

They're intercepting the cash
from the tubes at the collection sites.

And one of those collection sites
is right here…

…underneath the Mexican market.

So the port, power, water noise
is just a distraction.

Which means this heist is
happening right now. Let's move.

Hey, you got a basement?

- What? Yeah. Why?
- Where is it?

At the back hallway, past the restrooms.

But DWP is already down there.

Get all the employees
and customers out of here.

That means you. Go.

- Morgan, this is as far as you go.
- Absolutely not.

Those guys know the tunnels, you don't.
You need me down there.

Stay behind us.

Okay, it's that way.
First left, then three rights.

Tube lines should be overhead.

One more right.
There should be black tubing.

Wait, stop. Listen.

That's it. Follow this tube.

There it is.

Where are they?

Take cover!

Stand back!

Fall back.

They're making a run for it! Let's go.

- Police! Gun down!
- Stop!

Hands up. Turn around. Face the door.

We got one down, cuffed and disarmed.

One down. We need EMT
with armed escorts, stat.

Two in custody.
Daphne and Oz are leading them up.

- There's one left.
- Okay.

He's probably headed to the south access,
thinking it's the river exit.

- Is it?
- No, it's been sealed up for years.

- It's just a dead end.
- Here, apply pressure.

He's gonna have to circle back around.
I think we can cut him off.

Let's go.

It's the next left.

- There he is.
- Freeze!

Put down your weapon!

Morgan!

Morgan, stay down!

Hands! Let me see your hands.

Drop your weapon!

Put the weapon on the ground! Now!

Kick it over.

Taylor!

It's you.

What's your name?

What's your name?

What's your name?

It's John.

It's John… …McCauley.

Captain, you got him.

Nick! Nick!

It's not what she would want.

I got it, Cap. I got him.

Hey.

I'm glad you're all right.

- Me too.
- Mmm.

You know, you did amazing down there.

- Thank you.
- Yeah.

Adam.

Oh, my… I was so scared.

I know, I know. Hey, I'm okay.

We all are.

Oh, thank God.

Good night, you two.

Oh. Be safe.

Oh.

Don't forget to call your mom.

Hey, let's get you home.

Okay.

Lucia, nice to see you.

It's good to see you, too.

I know you're heading home,
but can I borrow him for a minute?

Of course. I'll meet you in the lobby.

- Okay.
- Yeah.

I hope this is good news.

It's not how I would describe it.

The FBI was prepared to give us
an interview with Eric Hayworth

- tomorrow morning.
- Was prepared?

Well, it's not going to happen now
because he's dead.

They found him hanging in his cell
an hour ago.

They're calling it a suicide.

- Are you buying that?
- Not at all.

Which means the one person

who could've told us what happened
with Roman is now silenced.

And that?

Our friends at SIS sent these photos
from the Beverly Palms.

Now we know
who Will has been meeting with here in LA.

That's Nick Wagner Sr.

- My reaction exactly.
- Now what?

We start with our Captain.

I wanna make sure he got involved
with the Roman investigation

for all the right reasons.

Fill Morgan in or…

Not yet. Let her enjoy
the rest of her Mother's Day.

Are you okay?

I am.

Good night, Morgan.