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Hello, hi.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, no, sorry about that. The...

The neighbor's dog just got into my yard. I was just trying to do a solid.

I know, I know, my bad. I'll call first next time.

Copy. Won't happen again.

Randy, stop apologizing. All right?

It's fine. I'm happy to help. It's all good.

Yeah, just wait for Colter and let me know. All right, bye.

-Good morning. -Good morning.

What's up? Is everything okay?

Um, one of Randy's best friends has gone missing.

Simon Boyce.

He was under house arrest, due for a pretrial hearing tomorrow,

so Randy's meeting Colter to see what's going on.

House arrest? What did he do?

Well, he was charged with cyber hacking.

He broke into the servers of an insurance company

and then transferred money into client accounts.

I mean, it's a pretty significant crime.

I'm not sure exactly how I feel about it, but...

I mean... if the police find out that he's missing,

it's gonna get a lot worse for him. They'll throw him in jail.

Yikes. It's kind of like Robin Hood.

Anyway, I'm-- I'm totally down to help this guy if Randy needs it. Um...

What can I do?

For starters, if you could grab Simon's file for me?

Um, his public defender was absolute crap and possibly incompetent, so...

um, also, clear my schedule for the day.

I think I need to jump on a flight to Minneapolis and help.

Okay, yeah. I'll-- I'll get you options.

Thanks.

Hey. Thanks for getting here so fast, man.

Yeah, talk to me.

Like I told you, my boy, Simon...

He's under house arrest, and his mom can't find him anywhere.

Reenie sent me the case file.

There's no record of his ankle monitor going off.

No. No, it's the first thing I checked.

It's still showing it's active somewhere in the zone.

Hmm.

Fully green, no alarm, and I'm searching, man, but I can't find it.

-What about his online activity? -Nada.

He has no access to Internet.

It's court-mandated because of his charges,

so he went full analog.

I found his flip phone in the kitchen, looked at his credit card...

Nothing. Nothing recent. His car is still here.

-When was the last time you talked to him? -Uh, it's been a minute. Um...

He called a couple weeks ago and he left a message.

I never got back to him. Been a little busy.

Okay. Not your fault, man. Come on.

Let's go. Let's get to work. We'll find him.

Okay, his mom's inside.

Mrs. Boyce, when was the last time you spoke to your son?

I called him this morning at 7:00, no answer.

And when I stopped by at 9:30 to drop off groceries, he was gone.

Okay. And you didn't call the police? Why?

I thought about it, but I don't wanna make his legal situation any worse.

So I called Randy to see if he knew anything,

and that's when he told me that you might be able to help.

Totally on-brand for Simon, doing something like this.

My son has always been impulsive.

You think there's a chance maybe... he ran?

Maybe, but he has a court hearing tomorrow,

and he's been pretty worried about how that would go.

If he's a no-show, it's gonna go bad for him.

Being cooped up here for the last couple of months

without Internet access has not been easy for him.

Randy, you said you found his phone?

Yeah, yeah, here on the kitchen table.

Anything on it?

A couple of calls to the sheriff's department.

That's where his supervising officer is,

-but nothing unusual. -Hmm.

Please... Simon is not a bad person.

You know, his heart has always been in the right place.

Facts. Boy's always had my back.

I can't lose my son. He's all I have.

Yeah.

See what I can find, all right?

-Mind if I take a look around? -Please.

Any doors open when you arrived?

Uh, not open, but the front door was unlocked.

And was he allowed to go outside?

He was. He had full access to the backyard and part of the front.

He's lucky. Some people under house arrest can't go out at all.

Hmm

Oh, this is Simon's public defender. I better take it.

-Follow me, will you? -Yeah.

Okay.

Look at this. You know what this is?

He's testing the perimeter of his ankle monitor, isn't he?

Damn. Total Simon move too.

He wanted to know exactly how far he could go

without setting off the alarm. Question is why.

There's more over here.

Hold up. Hey, Randy.

Something here.

- What you got? - Look at that.

That's an ankle monitor, isn't it?

- Hell yeah, it is. - Yep.

Looks like it's been cut here somehow without the alarm going off.

Can I see?

Oh, yeah.

So, this chip has a latching relay circuit on it,

kept the alarm from sounding.

He must have had ten seconds to disconnect the monitor

and attach the chip. It's impressive.

Is that something he could do himself?

I don't know.

Definitely wouldn't be easy,

but what I do know is he didn't make that chip.

For sure came from someone else.

Hmm.

So either someone helped him...

or he was taken.

Anything off the chip?

Hmm.

- Oh, wait a minute, I see you. - What you got?

I got a part and a batch number.

Can you trace it?

Let me see. Okay.

The chip was part of an order shipped to a BJH Industries.

I got an address in Minneapolis.

-Let's go. -All right, let's do it.

That's a hell of a lot of security cameras.

Hell yeah.

Think you can hack in, turn some of those off?

The cameras? Yeah.

Uh, but the dogs, that's... that's all you, right?

I got the dogs.

Took care of the dogs too.

Yo.

You mind putting that down?

Looking for Simon Boyce. You know where he is?

Bill, is that you?

You know this guy?

Yeah, man, it's Bill Henderson, Simon's old shady roommate.

Recognize that dumbass suit of armor you got back there.

Man, put that down 'fore you hurt yourself.

What the hell you think you're doing breaking into my place, Rando?

Hey, look at this. See that? It's Simon's ankle monitor.

- We know he got that chip from you. - -Yeah?

-So? -So?

Did you do something to him?

Nah. Simon's my boy. Not that you'd know that.

Maybe you were afraid your friend was gonna turn on you at tomorrow's hearing?

Name names? Maybe you helped him hack into that insurance company.

Yeah, your digital fingerprints were all over that one.

I ain't messy like that, Rando.

You get one more of those, then I'll have to do something about it.

-What's up? -You know I know, fool.

-Okay, look, hey, hey. -What's up?

You talk to us, or you talk to the cops. Doesn't matter to me.

You choose.

Yeah, that's a good idea, Colt. I'm sure they'd love to dig into

this little illegal hardware operation you got going.

Kind of like these mag spoofers.

You're selling these, right? To steal credit card data?

Well, how did your chip end up on Simon's ankle monitor?

He ordered it. What happened after that, I don't know.

Well, Simon's missing, man. Okay? You know what that makes you?

That makes you guilty for aiding and abetting.

Look, I had no idea he was gonna use it to flee.

Man, he ordered a bunch of things from me last week.

Unlike you, I respect a man's digital privacy.

Whoa, where you going?

It's right here. See for yourself.

He sent you a letter?

And cash. Via the good ol' US Postal Service.

Old-school.

Okay, that's a drone frame.

Parts, accessories, and a chip with a relay circuit?

Which can be used for anything! Hey, I just fill orders.

All right. Let me ask you a question.

What would Simon want with a drone?

So how's Simon controlling the drone without Wi-Fi?

Oh, it operates on radio frequencies. No Wi-Fi needed.

He could've just watched the video live from his cell signal.

Hmm.

Where's the footage coming from?

The company that makes the drone camera

automatically backs up to their cloud server.

So, like, look, this is from five days ago.

What, he's using this drone to spy on his neighbors?

That boy must have been bored out of his mind.

- Look at all these files. - Huh.

So, ho-- hold on a second. Maybe, uh...

Yeah, maybe he saw something. Caused him to run?

Yeah, good thinking.

Okay, here's the most recent video from last night.

Is that a woman?

What the hell was that, man?

I don't think he ran.

He saw something that got him in trouble.

Hey, I just got your message. Any update on Simon?

Yeah, not good is the update.

He was using a drone to spy on his neighbors.

-Saw a woman being kidnapped. -What?

He call the cops?

There was an anonymous call to the sheriff's department last night.

I thought he was calling his supervising officer,

but looks like he was reporting this.

Cops checked into it, didn't find nothing.

So either the person who caught him took him,

or Simon removed his ankle monitor to help this woman.

- You think he'd actually do that? - -Yeah.

I mean, the whole reason he had an ankle monitor

is because he's always fighting for the little guy.

We're on our way to the area right now, check it out.

Hey, did you get to talk to the county attorney about Simon's trial?

Just about to have a conversation with him.

Listen, I need you to work that Reenie Greene magic, okay?

You gotta delay that hearing.

Yeah, I'm on it. Keep you posted.

Thank you.

Hey, so, the office. How's everything going over there?

-Great. I mean, Mel's a good addition. -Hmm.

Yeah, it's good that Reenie's got her. You'll dig her.

What about Reenie? How's, uh...

You know, how's she... how's she doing with everything?

-I don't know. -You don't know?

I...

It's just us here, man.

Okay. Look, you know how she is. She's always trying to be boss lady.

You know, but I'm not gonna lie. There's been a lot of late nights.

She took up boxing.

You ask me, she's covering up, but... you know how Reenie is.

Yeah. Yeah.

Hi. Excuse me,

are you Jim Osmond, the Hennepin County Attorney?

-Depends who's asking. -Reenie Greene.

I'm the new opposing counsel in the Boyce case. Nice to meet you.

I take it this isn't a chance meeting.

Well, I am filing a motion to continue with the judge.

It'd be really helpful if you were on board.

So you want to postpone your client's court appearance tomorrow?

Yeah, I'm just taking over the case from Simon's public defender,

and I need some time to prepare.

Just a couple days would really be helpful.

How'd you track me down?

Well, this is the closest restaurant to the courthouse with decent lunch specials,

and I might have had my assistant call your office asking for restaurant recs.

Ballsy. You know that could have gone in the opposite direction.

It could have.

So, you'll sign off on the motion?

-I really appreciate it. -No.

I'm not doing Simon Boyce any favors.

Oh, come on. We both know he did not get a fair shake with his last lawyer.

Last year, my wife had her identity stolen.

They drained our joint accounts and screwed up our credit.

So, yeah, people like Simon, no matter his reasoning, are parasites.

And I'm gonna see that he's punished to the maximum the law allows.

See you tomorrow, Ms. Greene.

Not if I can help it.

Okay, this is where Simon was flying his drone.

The truck was parked right in front of that house.

-All right, why don't you just stay-- -I know. I know. Stay here.

-Just hang tight. I'll be right back. -Yeah, I'll be here.

Sit tight. Tell me to sit tight. This ain't my first rodeo, okay? I...

Come on. Got it.

All right. What's the address here?

- Can I help you? - Huh?

Yes, um...

Hi, I'm... I'm neighborhood cleanup. Yeah.

Leave the place looking better than how you found it, my mom always says.

You looking for that drone? Damn thing was looking into our windows.

Really?

Yeah, buddy. So, you one of them cyber perverts?

-Huh? What? -Recording videos for your TikToks?

Monetizing folks' private moments. I'm gonna call the cops.

No, no, no, no, don't call anybody. I'm...

Look, I'm looking for my friend, okay?

He went missing, and I think the drone belongs to him.

He could be in trouble.

Drone's in the house. I was gonna trash it.

No, no, no, no.

Would you mind if I came in and took a look at it?

It really could help me find him.

-Yeah, okay. -Thanks.

Here you go. Hit a tree, I think.

Let's see.

Bingo.

Your missing friend, what's his name?

Uh. His name is Simon.

Simon Boyce.

-That's a perv name. -Hey, yo.

He's not like that, okay?

He's lived in this neighborhood over ten years.

Well, I ain't seen him around.

Let me see if I can find you a trash bag for that mess.

So you think this friend of yours is in some kind of trouble?

Could be.

You didn't happen to see a dark pickup truck last night,

parked a couple of houses down?

You know what? Yeah. Yeah, I did.

Damn truck always parking on the street, blocking the garbage cans on trash days.

-Any idea who the owner of the truck is? -No.

I've seen his ugly face around, but, uh... I don't know the guy's name.

Damn.

Okay.

Thinking the owner of the truck kidnapped a woman and Simon saw it.

You're kidding.

How do you know all this?

-I saw the drone footage. -Oh.

- That's crazy. - A kidnapping in this neighborhood?

Yeah, the world's a crazy place.

- I wouldn't do that. - Oh!

Don't move.

Whoa, whoa. Hey, hey, man. Take it easy. I'm unarmed. I'm unarmed!

Randy, you all right?

Yeah, now.

All right, come here.

-Find something to tie this guy up with. -Yeah.

-If he wakes up, hit him with this. -Okay.

Where's Simon?

Don't know. Honest.

What about the girl?

She escaped, and thank God, 'cause she was psycho and mean as a snake.

Called me names and bit my damn arm.

Stone had to stab her in the leg just to get her off of me, so...

-Your partner is Stone? -Yeah.

Randy, you find anything?

-Yeah, I got his phone. -All right.

-Where were you keeping the girl? -In the basement.

-Show me. -Okay, yeah. Here.

Over here.

I swear, man, this was all Stone's idea.

He said he needed a place to stash something, offered to pay me 10K.

This your place?

It's my cousin's place. I'm house-sitting.

Watering the plants, feeding the gecko, that kind of thing.

Anyways, I didn't realize it was gonna be a woman Stone was stashing here.

Before I knew it, I was all jumped into this kidnap thing.

Um, just so you know, this is my first and last time.

Who was she?

All I know is her name is Bruna.

Stone grabbed her, spur of the moment,

said her rich husband was gonna pay a big fat ransom.

-Easy-peasy, right? Wrong. -He didn't pay you.

No, man, he refused. Now I'm stuck cleaning up the mess.

You know, I-- I'm essentially a non-violent person. I do yoga.

I was gonna open up my own stereo repair shop

-with the money Stone was going to pay me. -How long has she been gone?

Since this morning.

Come with me.

-Stay right there. Don't move. -Yeah, yeah.

This lock's busted from the outside. She didn't...

She didn't leave on her own. She had help. Someone took her. Come on. Go.

Okay, yeah.

All right, let me get this straight.

Simon breaks out of his ankle monitor this morning,

goes over to the for-sale house like we did, looking for the woman.

-She's not there, right? -Mm-hmm

So he flies a drone trying to figure out where she is,

finds out she's being held here.

So, okay, this random dude, Simon,

came out of nowhere to help that witch escape. Why would he do that?

He's not some random dude, okay? He's my friend, and that's just who he is.

But you didn't see him come in or out of the house?

No, just the drone spying on us out there. Heard it crash into the tree this morning.

Went to see if we could find out who was flying it.

When Stone and I got back, the place was empty and she was just gone.

All right, I got something off Stone's phone.

Check it out.

Please listen to them.

You have to pay them, pay them whatever they want.

They hurt me... ...and they're gonna kill me

if you don't do what they say. Please, baby.

That video, that go to her husband?

Pretty sure, but that was all Stone's department.

Looks like it went to a burner phone.

Text message came with the video. "You have 24 hours to pay or she's dead."

Look at the response.

-Yeah. "Go ahead and kill her." -Oh.

Cold, man. He's not even trying to run out the clock.

Can you get a location on that phone?

Yeah.

No. Burner went dead after the message was sent.

Look, man, if Simon rescued the woman, where are they? He should be home already.

Hmm.

- Maybe something happened. - Come on.

See if you can get an ID on that woman, the, uh, the biter.

Yeah.

All right.

Hey.

-How long have I been out? -A few hours.

- Your leg wound's still bleeding.

I really think you should go to a hospital.

I told you we're not doing that.

Those kidnappers could find me there. That's the first place they'll look.

Okay. But I'm really worried about you. You were passed out.

-I was just napping. -No, I don't... I don't think so.

You've lost a lot of blood.

I'm advising we get you to a doctor, or call your husband.

No, we're not doing either one of those things.

Everything will be fine. I just need to rest.

I really need to get home.

Just... Just stay with me.

Please don't leave me. Please.

Dude, thanks for coming, man. I didn't know who else to text.

Bro, people are looking for you.

Wait, like the cops?

No, but Randy's back in town with some guy. You're holed up here?

Randy?

Yo.

Whose place is this?

It's hers.

What the hell?

Look, I really got to get back before the cops get involved,

but she's hurt pretty bad. Need your help.

Simon, she needs more than a first-aid kit, man.

No. We gotta call an ambulance, man.

You see what happens when you don't listen?

Reenie, did you get my message?

Yeah, I hope you're wrong about the ID on this woman.

No, I'm positive that's Bruna Pryor.

Then this is bad news,

because she is married to a Leon Pryor,

big fentanyl dealer, active in three states.

I spoke to my DEA contact,

and he said that they've been chasing him for over two years now.

They haven't been able to find his location

after he shot an undercover agent at one of their stash houses in Omaha.

Okay, so they're still active.

They just packed up, moved everything to Minneapolis.

Yeah.

Well, explains why I couldn't find Bruna at any of the local hospitals.

She's hiding from law enforcement.

And maybe she's hiding from her husband if he's trying to kill her.

So where does that leave Simon?

Maybe she's holding him hostage somewhere...

Reenie, do the Pryors have any associates here in Minneapolis?

No, none on the DEA's radar, but that doesn't mean anything.

Okay, can you send me the report on that stash house raid?

They are already in your inboxes.

I'm checking.

You got it?

-Got it. All right. -Thank you.

Look to see if you can find the address.

The stash house, see if you can find anything.

All right. This leads to a James and Mary Smith.

Alias.

Two of the most common names in the US, no doubt.

Are there any properties here in Minneapolis with those two names on 'em?

I'm looking. I'm looking.

Lots of James Smith, but only one listed to a James and Mary Smith,

-and it's a short-term leased apartment. -All right, come on.

-Could be the one. Let's go. -All right. Got the address.

Okay, go get Simon before tomorrow morning.

And hey, I hit a roadblock with that county attorney,

- but I'm gonna try and stall the judge. - -Okay, Reenie.

I told you not to call anyone.

He was my friend! He was here to help you!

I'm sorry. I really am. But what's done is done.

Uh!

You're the one who took my phone when I was sleeping

and texted your dumb friend when I told you I didn't need any help.

But I'm really gonna need you to follow directions better, Simon.

Look, I don't... I don't know who you are.

Okay, and I don't... I don't care what you're into.

Okay, I really, really need to get back. You don't... You don't understand.

Oh, I understand perfectly.

You want to leave an injured woman alone to fend for herself?

That's not very gentlemanly of you.

Please, please don't... please don't shoot me.

I'm not gonna shoot you unless you do anything stupid again.

Are you gonna do anything stupid again, Simon?

Mm-mmm.

Good boy.

It's time to meet my husband.

Eh.

Yeah, this is the place.

All right, I can bypass the system. I just gotta find the USB port.

- Hello. - Hey, got a package for you.

Bypassed.

How did-- Or we can do that.

-Randy. -Yeah, what is it?

Ugh! Come on, man.

What the hell is Bill doing here, man?

Looks here like Simon sent him a text asking him to come here to help.

Then why would they kill him?

Simon didn't do that. He wouldn't do that. They're friends.

Well, hold on a second. Simon didn't really know who Bruna was, right?

So maybe she convinced him to come here.

You think she killed Simon too?

I don't think she did, no. I think she still needs him for something.

What is it? What are you looking for? What--

He's got no keys. They have his car. We have to find it. Let's go.

You gonna tell me where we're going?

I already told you. To see my husband.

Me and Leon are gonna have a little talk about why he didn't pay my ransom.

Maybe... Maybe it was for a good reason.

Yeah, the reason is he wanted me dead.

Hell of a lot cheaper than a divorce.

So he arranged to kidnap you?

Leon?

He's not that smart,

just lucky.

And those idiots, they thought they were gonna get a quick payday

and grabbed me when I was leaving the jewelry store.

Whatever's going on with you and your husband,

it has nothing to do with me.

You chose to get involved.

This is crazy. I saved you.

Which is why you're not dead,

-but you will be if you keep whining. -Okay.

Okay, okay.

Look, I'm a hacker.

Okay, I can get you whatever you want. Just... Just let me go.

Just shut up and drive.

Looks like they're a couple of miles ahead of us.

Yep.

Wait a minute. They're slowing down.

Think they're pulling in somewhere.

Okay, looks like it's a warehouse near the airport.

Belongs to a James Smith?

Let's find out.

Bingo, that's the name on the lease. Gotta be Leon Pryor.

Bruna's headed for her husband. He didn't pay her ransom.

He wants her dead. All right, here we go.

Okay.

Drive closer.

Keep going.

Pull in.

That's Leon.

What now?

Hi, honey.

Sweetheart.

Where have you been?

You son of a bitch!

You were gonna let me die! You told them to kill me!

Oh, no, no, no, no. You got it all wrong.

Don't tell me Simon's in that car, man.

Wait here.

Sweetie, that was a little bit of an overreaction.

What a shame.

No. No, baby, please.

Don't move.

Don't move.

-He's in the car. See if he's okay. -Right, right, right.

Hey, you okay?

-Randy? -Yeah.

What are you doing here?

What do you mean? I'm saving your ass. What's it look like?

Whoa, hey. I got you. Huh? Okay. You all right?

-Yeah. -Yeah?

Yeah, I think so.

Damn.

Who's he?

-It's my boy Colter. -Awesome.

Is he all right?

Yeah.

Get him to the truck. Call an ambulance for her, will you?

Yeah, you got it.

Simon, help me. Simon, please, help me.

I think he's helped you enough.

Bro, I still can't believe you did all this for me.

What are you talking about? You would do the exact same thing.

-I do have one question, though. -Hmm?

- What the hell were you thinking, man? - I know.

-What? -I don't know, man. Bored, I guess.

Look, maybe I thought about my mom

when I saw Bruna tied up in the back of that truck.

You know, that I'd want someone to help her if she were in trouble.

I get that.

Gonna think twice next time I do a good deed.

No, man.

I think there should be more people like you in the world.

I'm sorry that I didn't hit you back when you called me.

It's all good.

'Cause you showed up when it counts.

No doubt.

- Hey, um... - Hi.

It's not much, but I wanted to give you a little something

for bringing Simon home.

Oh, thank you, but I can't take that.

A friend of Randy's is a friend of mine, so it's on the house.

Well, I can't thank you enough. Would you like to stay for dinner?

Thank you, I would, but, uh, I gotta hit the road.

Okay.

Thanks again.

-Be good, all right? Stay out of trouble. -Thank you.

-You got it. -Hey, Colt.

Yeah.

Thank you, man. I mean, you saved Simon, but you saved my life too.

I, uh... I swear I'm gonna find a way to repay you, some kind of way--

We're good.

We're good. All right? Come here. We're good.

Thank you, man.

-You stay out of trouble too, all right? -I'll try.

Colter?

Reenie, hey. How'd it go with the judge?

Uh, yeah, good news.

Because of Simon's help in taking down Leon and Bruna Pryor,

they're giving him a postponement on his court date

and a possible plea deal, so...

Okay. That's great.

-Yeah. -Yeah.

What are you really doing here? Come on.

What do you mean?

I mean, this could have been a call or a text.

Oh, everyone calls and texts nowadays.

What happened to face-to-face conversations between friends?

You know, I miss those days.

-You're checking in on me. -No, no, no, I wouldn't do that.

-I'm not checking in on you. -It's exactly what you're doing.

-Then what are you doing? -I'm a little concerned is all.

-Why? -If I'm being honest,

you seem a little preoccupied lately.

People are worried.

People. What, Randy say something to you?

Not really. Just, you know, he said you were working a lot of hours.

He said you took up boxing.

Okay, first of all, boxing is an excellent cardio-heavy activity--

You okay?

That's why I came here.

To make sure you're okay.

I'm fine.

Good.

If you're not gonna talk to me, can we at least, uh, go for a walk?

- Right now? - Right now. Let's go.

I saw a diner down the road. Looked pretty nice, great patio.

-You're lucky I'm peckish. -Yeah? I'm buying.