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What's up? Good morning.

Good morning.

What's up?

Hey, Jay, it's me.

I thought I'd try you again.

I'm not even sure
if you're getting these,

but I was just wondering
if you heard a date yet.

Call me when you can.

Love you.

Hailey, hey, hey. Come here.

Hey. What's up?

- Sean O'Neal called.
- Yeah, I know.

I'll take care of it.
- No. No, no, no.

He didn't call here.

Sean O'Neal called me collect
at home.

What?

He got my landline number.

Randall answered.

He said he had
a message for you.

Randall hung up.

So whatever we gotta do--

I'll take care of it.

- If you need me--
- I got it.

Can you let them know upstairs?

Yeah.

I called ahead.

They're pulling him.

Division Nine?

Yeah, protective custody.

It's okay.

You came.

Why do you think I
haven't answered your calls

in the last five weeks?

I think you're busy.
I think you're working.

No.

I don't wanna talk to you.

The calls stop now.

I've given your warden
a list of names

that you cannot contact.

If you try to find me, if you
try to contact anyone I know--

You and me have a lot to--

There is no you and me.

You did save my life.

Voight saved your life.

Like it or not, Hailey,
you're tied to me.

If you call me again,
I will have you transferred

out of here and put somewhere
a hell of a lot worse,

one without protective custody.

Do you understand me?

You know,
people tell me things in here.

They think I wanna hear it.

They think I--

I don't know--get off on it.

Things that I wanna tell you,

things you could use.

Hailey, they took a woman.

Who's they?

- I don't know. I wish I did.
- All right.

Beck.

What?

That's her name,
Samantha Beck.

And that's all I know.

It's real.

50-21 Henry.

Go ahead, Henry.

I need an address search.

Last name,
Boy, Eddie, Charlie, King.

First name, Samantha.

I've got one Samantha Beck.

Female, 33 years of age,
no priors.

Showing an address
of 1220 West 47th.

You want this sent
to your queue?

Yeah, please send. Thank you.

Chicago Police. Anyone home?

Chicago Police.

Hey.

Hey, you all right?
- Stop, stop.

Don't come any closer.
- Okay.

- Please, stop, stop.
- It's okay.

Please, stop moving.
Stop!

Stop moving! Please stop.

Okay, okay. Okay.

All right, I'm not gonna come
any closer.

I just wanna see
if you're okay, okay?

Okay.

What's your name?

Callum.

Callum? Callum Beck?

Okay, Callum.

My name is Hailey Upton.

I'm a police officer, okay?

Can you tell me if there's
anyone else in the house?

No, they left.

Who's they?

The men who took my mom.

Please, they said they're gonna
explode the house if I move.

I'm not gonna come
any closer.

I'm gonna sit down, okay?

I'm gonna sit down.

And I'm gonna call
a couple of my friends,

and they're gonna come help us.

And you and me, we're gonna
stay right here together.

Is that okay?

Okay.

50-21 Henry.

Hailey's still inside?

You know she won't
leave that kid, Sarge.

She doesn't think
the threat is real,

but that boy is scared
out of his mind.

Afraid he might go into shock.

All right, so what
do we actually know?

House is owned by the
boy's mother, Samantha Beck.

Single mom, no sheet.

No one else lives inside.

The boy told Hailey that his
mama got abducted

by two men yesterday.

They just left
the boy inside?

Yeah, maybe they didn't
wanna hurt the kid.

Hey.

We got the all-clear.

- No device?
- No anything.

No explosives, no wires.

The laser inside is
just a laser pointer

you can buy
at a hardware store.

The whole thing is fake.

Okay, wait here.

No, please stop.
Get out, please.

Why do people keep coming in?

It's okay.
No one would come in here

if they thought
it would hurt you.

I promise.

Okay?

Hi.

You're Callum, right?

My name is Hank.

I'm a friend of Hailey's.

We work together.

You're pretty scared,
aren't you?

Yeah, I'll bet.

We had our guys check
every inch of your house,

top to bottom.

And Callum, I mean,
these guys are good.

They're the best.

I mean, it's--that's
their whole job.

And they say it's safe.

There's no bombs.

There's nothing
that can hurt you.

- They told me that there is--
- I know what they told you.

These are bad men.

They're liars.

I think they knew...

If they didn't
tell you something crazy,

that you were brave enough
to chase after them

to help your mom.

All right?

Yeah?

Let me show you something.

See that?

Callum.
- No, no, please stop.

- Okay.
- Please.

No, can you please leave?
- I'm not getting any closer.

I just wanted to show you
how sure I am

we're not gonna get hurt.

Callum, I would never let you
get hurt, never, ever.

Can you step out of that box?

- No.
- Could you do that?

I can't.

I can't do that.

Yeah, you can, buddy.
Come on.

You got it.
- Hailey's right.

You can do it.

I'll tell you what.

How about you just
stand up, hmm?

Can you do that?

Okay?

Yeah.

Hey.

Hey, great job.

There you go.

All right.

Now all you gotta do
is step to me.

Here, take my hand.

You can do it.

Come on. Yeah.

Wow.

There you go.

Wow, wow.

How about that?

Way to go.

It's always the two of us.

Every Sunday morning?

We get donuts.

Then we go
to the grocery store.

And yesterday?

We did the same.

Then we were unloading the car.

Through the back door?

Yeah.

And all of the sudden,
they ran in.

They grabbed my mom,
and they shouted

she had to go with them.

Did you see their faces?

No.

They had creepy clown masks on.

What about the skin on
their hands or their neck?

Could you see that?

Were they white,
skin like mine?

Okay.

Skinny, big?

Skinny.

They were both real tall.

Okay, that's good.

That's good, Callum.

What did your mom do
when they were shouting?

She fought.

She didn't wanna go with them.

She wanted to stay with me.

Of course she did.

Then what happened?

She started
screaming and kicking.

Then one of them slammed
her head into the counter.

One guy dragged her out.

And the other guy, he--

He put you in the tape box?

Are you gonna find her?

You hungry?

Are you kidding?

This one eats like a horse.

Thanks, Callum.

Here you go, bud.

- Thank you.
- Mm-hmm.

So what the hell does Sean
O'Neal have to do with this?

I don't know, but it doesn't
seem like he's involved.

It seems like he's baiting me.

The warden's running his
phone calls now, in and out.

Got confirmation.

Samantha Beck did not
show up to work yesterday.

- Where's work?
- Hegewisch.

She works at her father's
trucking company.

He was out of the office
doing inventory,

didn't even know she was gone
until we told him.

He's on his way in now
to pick up Callum.

All right, tell me
we got something.

No, sir.
Canvassed the area.

Nobody saw anything
or heard anything.

Still waiting on traffic cams.
Nothing yet.

Samantha's phone
has been off since yesterday.

Last pinged at her house.

All right, any known threats?

No, actually, the opposite.

The neighbors all say
they love Samantha.

They love her son.

She's quiet, works hard,
shares what she's got.

What about Callum's dad?

Passed away five years ago,
car accident.

All right,
we are already behind.

Look, we are 28 hours
into an abduction.

We don't have a lead.

Let's widen the net.

Dig into Samantha's associates.

Press forensics.

If somebody breathed in
that house in the last week,

I wanna know their name.

Let's go.

Hailey?

Listen.

Get back with Sean.

If he's involved in this,
find out how.

If he's not, then how the hell
did he know it was happening?

- You're not listening to me.
- I am listening.

- If you're saying--
- You're not.

If you're saying you're not
involved, then give me a name.

Right now, Sean.
Give me a name.

I will, but I want you
to agree to something first.

That's not how this works.

You don't negotiate with me.

You tell me,
or I make your life--

Or what, Hailey?

What are you gonna do?

What else could you
possibly take from me?

What are you gonna--
you're gonna swap out

my cage for a different cage?

What, are you gonna rob me
of my precious solitude?

You're gonna get me
shot in the head?

Look, you can't hurt me
more than I already am.

Give me a name.

I will.

If you promise to come back.

All right, once a week,
every week.

You come back,
and I'll give you names.

I'll give you cases.

I will give you everything that
the freaks in here give me.

I will be your informant.

I'll help you,
and that'll help me.

That'll make this life that you
saved for me worth something.

It'll make my dad's life
worth something.

Hmm?

All right, we can make
the world a better place,

starting right now
with Samantha.

You can save her.

You just have to say yes.

William Parker.

He's another inmate
in protective custody.

His cell is next door to Sean.

Parker likes to talk to Sean
at night through the air vents,

whispers to him during meals.

According to Sean,
Parker thinks they're built

of the same stuff.
- Okay.

So Parker is the one who's
been running off at the mouth

about the abduction?
- Yeah.

So Parker just volunteered
the name

of the victim to Sean?
- Yeah.

Sean claims that
he had presence of mind

to press for more details.

Why?

So he could
share them with me.

Huh.

So he was able
to get Samantha's name,

but then after that,
Parker shut down.

So that's all we have,
that and that the offenders

were Parker's friends
from the outside.

Okay, that might be
a problem.

Parker's a habitual offender.

Family, last knowns,
they all have records.

It would take a while
to run them all.

Yeah, but Parker
learned of the abduction

while he was inside.

That means the offenders,
they called him.

They wrote him,
or they visited him.

So start there.
- Hey, boss.

- Huh?
- Richard Beck just got here.

- No.
- Hmm.

I don't know him. Parker?

William Lee Parker,
born in Morton.

Spent half his life
in institutions.

I don't know him, and I don't
think Samantha would, either.

Why do you say that?

She wouldn't wanna have anything

to do with a man like that.

Huh.

You know, my daughter's life
is very small.

She goes to work,
she comes home,

she spends as much time
with Callum as she can,

and that's it.

Can you think of anyone
that would wanna hurt her?

No, of course not.

How long has my daughter
been gone?

About 30 hours.

They always say
you only really got 48 hours

to get somebody home
with something like this.

- Hmm.
- Is that true?

So what do we do now?

Look, I've already given you
everything you've asked for.

The only access Parker's had
to the outside world

is in the meeting room,
the jail phones,

and through his mail,

and I have given you access
to all that.

We appreciate it.
We are digging through it.

But it's 47 names.

That takes time.

Time we don't have.

Fine.

Thank you.

You know,
Sean talks about you.

The man's abused
two dozen underage girls,

and I spend half my day
trying to keep him safe.

And now I get to give him

the greatest gift
he would ask for.

You.

This one's wired
for audio, not video.

It's too risky having
a camera on you,

but there's a ton of cameras
in protective custody,

so we'll have eyes on you
at all times.

Okay.

Did you talk to Parker
about me?

The director says you've been
talking about me in here.

If you've talked
to Parker about me,

this isn't gonna work.
He'll see right through you.

Of course not.

He's a psychopath.

Okay.

We need information,
and we need it fast.

We need the names of who
took her, why they took her,

where they're holding her.

Get Parker talking.
Get as much as you can.

I will get it all for you.

- All good?
- Yeah.

Okay, showtime, let's go.
You know the drill.

Hey, Seany boy.
How's it going?

- Thanks.
- Yeah.

Where'd you run
off to earlier?

Did you have a date,
pretty boy?

I wasn't feeling good, headache.

I thought a guard liked you,
took you out for a spin.

You can tell me.

You have a one-track mind.

I wanna take you up
on your deal, your proposal.

What?

You said, "Give something,
get something."

You know
what he's talking about?

No idea.

You know,
if I tell you this,

I want you to tell me about
that woman that was taken.

It depends on
how good you give.

It's gotta be real good...

or no get.

Okay.

Parker wants details.

To give and to get.
He's talking about crimes.

He wants details
of other crimes.

Abby Jacobs.

She was a girl in my center.

Was 14, beautiful.

But she was, um,
she was broken, you know,

like a butterfly with one wing,
just flying in little circles,

looking for somewhere to land.

She needed somebody to be hers.

You know, I could see that.

I could see how alone she was,
how bad she was hurting.

And so I was there for her.

I was hers.

I got her clean,
I fixed her up,

I glued her little wing
back on.

I loved her, and she loved me.

She gave me everything.

Mm.

I mean, everything
about her, you know,

all of her
dirty little secrets,

all the things
she was ashamed of,

how nobody else
had ever loved her before.

Nobody but me.

We shouldn't be doing this.

We shouldn't be
letting him do this.

He can't hurt her anymore.

Every inch of her.

I mean, she loved me.
She--she trusted me.

She never would have
doubted me.

She never would have left me.

She was all mine.

But she was still broken.

So then what?

No, that's enough.
That's all you get.

You gotta give me something.

My buddies,
they grabbed that woman,

the one I told you about.

Oh, she's real pretty.

She's beautiful-like.

And they told me
the plan was to grab her

and throw her in a van,

screaming, fighting,

and take her
to where she's all alone,

and then make a little video.

Send it to her daddy.

What?

Her begging him,
begging him to pay.

"Please pay.

"Oh, don't let them
hurt me, Daddy.

"Please pay.

Please!"

She's probably begging
for her father right now.

I don't understand.

Yes, you do.

Richard, this is where
you tell the truth.

We know someone reached out
to you for ransom.

No one followed us here.

Whatever these guys told you

about not contacting
the police,

we're asking you
not to listen to them.

We can help you get
your daughter back.

Look, you asked me
if the chances drop after 48,

I think you know the answer.

I mean, we're there.

They want a million dollars.

Okay, do you have access to--

I don't have
a quarter of that.

Why would they think you do?

If they think you have
a million dollars...

I don't know why.
I got no idea.

They told me to come
with the cash,

and then they would call
to set up a drop.

I have no idea what the hell
these guys are thinking.

All right,
when are they calling?

Tomorrow at noon.

Did they send you
proof of life?

Yes.

I asked for it last night.

I didn't trust them.

After what they did
to my grandson,

I wasn't gonna take them
at their word.

Look at her.
Look at her, Richard.

Look at your girl.

You're loyal to her,
aren't you?

You won't leave her here
with us.

Pay, Richard, or we're
gonna cut off her head.

It sounds like
this man knows you.

Can you think of anyone who'd
wanna harm you like this?

No.

There's no one.

Of course, there's no one who
would do something like this.

Please find my daughter.

I've told you
everything I know.

Please find her.

Where are we?

The video was sent
to Richard Beck

through an encrypted IP
routed through servers

in four different states.
It is untraceable.

Walls are Chicago brick,
so there's no help there.

No windows, so we
can't ID the landmarks.

Hey, OCD ran that piece
of machinery

in the background there--
it's an old rotary kiln.

Like an oven?

Yeah, used for making
wheels for trains.

So Pulaski Calcinate, they had
a huge factory for years.

Only outfit in the city
making wheels for trains.

They're off Kedzie, directly
under the flight path

at Midway, and you can
hear planes in that video.

Call TACT on the fly,
10th and 12th.

We need bodies.

Move.

We're clear.

- Clear.
- Crossing.

We're clear over here.

Move.

Clear.

Yeah, well, the jail's got
nothing new on Parker.

No visitors, no calls,

no contact
with the outside world.

Sean O'Neal hasn't got anything
new out of him, either.

We're out of time.

We have four hours
until the offenders call

to set up the drop.
- Listen to me.

Get with Platt.

Tell her I need
a flash ops plan,

1505 funds in a dummy bag.

Let me know as soon
as you got it.

All right, so pull
traffic cams, tower pings.

We can try
to correlate signals,

see who was here,
what cells ping.

I got something.

Neighbors have
been raising hell

about this place,
claim it's been

polluted by the steelwork,

and the city finally sent some
guys to sample the soil today.

That's why the offenders
had to move Samantha.

Witness said they saw
a black van, no plates,

headed out of here fast as soon
as the city worker showed up.

Van was heading southbound
on the Stevenson.

Okay, this is
from the Stevenson,

state police camera
half a mile from the factory.

Witness confirmed it.

This is the van
they saw fleeing

the location one hour ago.

We were able to make out
part of the logo,

Keogh Carpet Cleaners.

Company is defunct,
the owner is deceased.

But the owner has a stepson,
Ross Newhouse.

He's 28 years old,
career criminal,

multiple priors
in the meth world,

possession and distribution,
as well as robbery.

He has a cousin
he's been scooped up with

on three separate occasions,
27, Noah Hakins.

White, tall, and lean, Sarge,
just like the description

Callum Beck gave us
about the kidnappers.

And guess who was also
scooped up with them

on all three occasions?

William Parker,
our man on the inside.

These two are definitely
our offenders.

Huh.

All right, so what's the
connection to the Becks?

- We don't have one.
- Not yet.

Boss, these three men
are loyal.

Two separate occasions,
all three men

were picked up on distribution
of meth charges,

but only Parker did the time.

He claimed to be working alone.

He took the fall.

And now Parker's up
for appeal.

He needs money for a lawyer,

so his guys
are helping him out.

They owe him. They're loyal.

They feel he's theirs
to protect.

It fits.

Yeah, it fits,
except for the Becks.

So let's you and me
go talk to Richard Beck.

Meantime, get me warrants.

Get up on their phones.

Get every property linked
to every one of them.

We hit them all
and track that van.

Let's find Samantha.

You got it.

I don't know
either of these men.

Samantha wouldn't, either.

You could have met them
in passing, at work, socially.

There's a reason
that they picked her.

Anything can help us.

I don't know them.

They both have priors
for meth.

So does Parker.

What does that have
to do with my daughter?

I don't know.

But if there is a connection,
Richard--

Samantha has no
connection to them.

Why are you lying to me?

I'm not lying.

Richard, a million dollars
in a dummy bag

does not look like
real money for long.

They check the cash,
we're done.

So if there's anything else
I should know--

I don't have
anything else to say.

I love my daughter more
than any other person

in this whole world,
but I can't get her back

because I don't have the money.

Sarge, we gotta go.

Digital warrant came through.

Newhouse and Hakins
both sent WhatsApp messages

from a building
in Grand Crossing.

- How recently?
- An hour ago.

That whole stretch
is abandoned.

It's a perfect place to hide.

All right, we got
three structures to hit.

You two take the north.

You got east
by the loading dock.

We're gonna hold anchor here
until you're in position.

We move in on my word.

All right, let's go.

All right, boss,
we're in position.

We're in position, Sarge.

Move in.

Chicago PD!
Put your hands up!

Cops! Let's go!

- Hands up.
- Put them up!

50-21 Eddie, 10-1, 10-1.
Shots fired at the police.

2250 East 76th.

- No! Help!
- Let's go.

Yo, Sarge, the black van
is fleeing eastbound.

They got Samantha on them.

50-21 Henry, we're in pursuit
of a black van.

Kidnapping victim
in the vehicle.

Offender is armed
and dangerous.

We're headed southbound
down 74th.

Passing Benton now.

Now Berkeley.

50-21, emergency.

Roll ambos and the fire
department 73rd and Berkeley.

Copy, 50-21.
CFD and ambo en route.

73rd and Berkeley.

Chicago PD!
Come out with your hands up!

Drop your weapon!
- Drop the weapon, Samantha.

Come on, Samantha.
Put it down.

Samantha.

Samantha, hey.

It's okay.

Samantha, we're the police.

It's okay. You're safe now.

Samantha, it's okay.

You gotta put the gun down.

I had to. I had to.

- Okay.
- I had to.

He wasn't gonna come for me.

Okay.

It's okay.

I understand.

He wasn't gonna pay for me.

Becks handle things
on their own.

So I had to.

I had to.
- Okay.

It's okay. Samantha?

Samantha, I'm reaching in.

Samantha? Hey, Samantha?

It's okay.

Give me the gun.

It's okay.
- All right.

We got you.

- You're safe now.
- It's okay.

- I got you.
- Okay. Okay.

We got you. We got you.

Thanks, Trudy.

Your father's on his way.

He's got Callum with him.

- Is Callum--
- Yeah, he's okay.

He misses you.

Yeah, they'll be here soon.

Listen,
we're gonna let you rest.

We just wanna ask you
a few questions first, okay?

Okay.

Did you know the men
who took you?

No.

Did they say anything to you?

No.

Did they mention your father?

No.

Why does that matter?

They're both dead, right?

They are both dead,
aren't they?

Yes, they're both dead.

You're safe.

Samantha,
when the van crashed,

we heard you say,

"Becks handle things
on their own."

You were talking
about your father.

Is there something
we should know about him?

Okay.

Let me tell you
what we already know.

We dug into your dad.

We know that he brings home
$65,000 a year

at the trucking company,
but he has

three offshore accounts
with shell companies

linking to his name.

So buried money.

We also know that the
two offenders that abducted you

asked for a million dollars
in cash,

and we think they had every
belief that they could get it.

So who is your father?

And what does
he really do for a living?

He did not lift a finger--

My father is a good man.

I have no idea what you guys
are talking about, none.

Is that all?

I'd like to get some rest.

The offenders are both
linked to meth charges.

They could have met Beck
through trafficking,

through distribution.

If that's the case--
- Hey, hey.

Your mom's right back there.
She can't wait to see you.

You guys saved
my daughter's life.

That's a debt I cannot repay.

Thank you very much.

You want us
to keep an eye on him?

You're damn right.

Hi. Major Baxter?

Yes, hi.

My name is Hailey Upton.

I'm--my husband
is Jay Halstead.

He's on, um,
full-time reserve rotation.

He's a squad leader.

Oh, you know him? Oh, great.

Yeah, know of him, sure.

Um, I'm sorry to bother you.

I've just had a hard time
connecting with him, and I--

I just wanted to check in
and make sure that he was okay.

Oh, great.

Yeah.

No, I understand.
Yeah, thank you.

Uh, Major, while I have you,
he thought he'd know

his ETS by now,
when he might be coming home.

Uh, um, yeah, yeah,
I'm still here.

How long is that extension for?

And he--he asked for that?

Great. Um, no. Thank you.

I appreciate the clarity.

Thank you for your time.

Hey, William Parker's gone.

Does that mean
we made the case?

And what about Samantha?
Is she okay?

Huh?

Ah, of course,
you can't tell me.

I'm a criminal.

All right, I'll start
listening for the next thing,

the next thing we can--
we can use.

There's a new guy
in the cell next to me.

I don't know what he did,
but he is lonely,

and I am a very good listener.

So I'll start working on him,
see what I can dig up.

I'm never coming back here.

- We had a deal.
- I'm not coming back.

I can't have you in my life.

I can't do this.

It's not right.
It's not for me.

So I won't do it.

I'm done.

Oh, that's okay, Hailey.

That's okay.

It's a good speech.

You're just giving it
to the wrong person.