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Secretary of Defense is prepared to send additional soldiers to support ongoing

combat operations in Eastern Europe.

Las Cruces and the border region are an easy target for human traffickers.

By order of the President, we are mobilizing 30,000 additional troops for

deployment to the Middle East.

Tonight the Pentagon is calling the latest escalation a dangerous situation.

Human trafficking is a problem on a global scale, but it also leaves an

impact right here in New Mexico.

People think that it's international or it's over borders, and it's domestic,

and it's occurring right here in our state.

For more about this new deployment of U.S. troops to the Middle East.

The State Department recommends that all Americans return to the United States

while commercial flights are still available.

The overwhelming majority of victims we see are actually domestically born.

are getting away with this.

It's funny how much training I've had in taking a life.

Years with the Third Cav, then the regiment, Special Ops.

Lifetime of experience.

I can tell you to the exact second how long it'll take you to bleed out if I

make an inch-long incision in your carotid artery.

Tactics, weapons, munitions, covert ops, black ops, battlefield triage,

the logistics of death.

I've studied it all in great depth and detail.

I've been taught all there is to know about taking a life.

But giving a life, bringing someone into the world, caring for a child,

no one tells you jack shit.

You're on your own.

I'm so sorry mommy can't be-

Look, we're having a party here, too.

Did you have a good party at school?

Yeah, Dad brought cupcakes for my class. Yeah?

Really good.

Baby, I promise, I promise I'm going to be there next year.

Keep your eyes closed. I didn't miss every birthday.

I expect tears of joy, and I expect a lot of

thank you.

And the ones I made it back. were the happiest,

most precious moments of my life.

They say, on average, a child spends the first 18 years with their parents.

Then after they move out, when you add up all the remaining time you see them,

the visits home, the vacations together, precious snatched moments you share with

them, for the rest of your life, you're...

Lucky if you see them for one more year.

That's it.

How long?

I mean, another two, three months. So I'm not going to be able to make it for

the start of summer. And I'm so sorry.

It's okay.

It's okay.

You don't need to apologize.

I understand the protocol.

And things change and you can't control it.

Thank you.

You're like my best friend.

I just hope you know that.

I'm thinking about you.

Always.

I just want you to stay safe, okay?

So don't worry about anything else.

Just please be safe because I

love you. Me and Dad love you.

I promise.

Well... I already lost the first 15 years.

And... When Chloe's father died, I...

I had to make a change.

I had to come home for good.

I had to make things right.

And that was fun.

I had fun, didn't you, baby?

Yeah, it was fun. Hey, do you want to open up another present?

Um, yeah, I mean, do you want to do it later? I think it'd kind of be better.

Okay, okay.

I mean, is everything okay, baby?

Yeah.

Yeah, I, um, we just, we wanted to, like, have plans later.

Oh, well, I mean, okay, like, how much later?

Um, nine-ish.

Nine? I mean, that's late.

Yeah, yeah.

Yeah, it's fine.

Well, nobody ate my cake.

I mean, it's so funny. Erica was, like, gluten-free now. When did that even

start? Um, yeah, she gets sick if she has gluten, Mom.

Oh.

Oh, my God, what about your friend that was, like, always talking about her

wellness journey and her sugar intake?

I still like you.

What? Like, I'm sorry that no one ate your cake, but it's my birthday, and I

kind of just, you know, wanted you to be there for me and do stuff that we wanted

to do. What are you talking about? I, like, did all this for you.

All this?

Yeah. I'm 16, Mom. I want to go be with my friends.

I know, baby. No, don't call me baby.

Okay, I'm not a little kid anymore.

But you wouldn't know that, would you? Because you were here.

Were you? I was doing my duty. Your duty?

Yeah. To who?

You wouldn't get it.

Somehow, somewhere I slipped through the cracks, didn't I? That is not true. Yes,

it is. Because you were fighting to keep everyone else safe.

Everyone but me and Dad. You care about us. What are you talking about? You

forgot about us.

You think you can just come home and fix things?

I can try.

You don't fix things. You break things.

Chloe.

You must be hungry. You want something to eat?

Chloe?

All right, you know how I feel about locked doors.

Open up.

Okay in advance, I'm sorry about this

Goddamn it, Chloe.

Mom?

Yeah?

Yo, what does she want?

I don't know.

Did you tell her you were going out?

What? I didn't tell her. What do we want? Are you serious?

Yeah.

Like, it's my birthday.

She wanted me to go out. I want to see you guys. Period.

Period. You know what?

To the birthday girl. To the birthday girl. Happy freaking birthday.

Happy birthday.

Cheers.

Don't look now.

We're at the end of the bar. Wait, what did you say?

He's cute.

He's a 10.

She's a 10. Oh, you're going. No, no, remember, I don't have a deal. Are you

ready? Hold on, I'm going to go. Hold on, wait a minute. 20 bucks. Says she

does. I believe in you.

Oh, here we go.

Birthday girl needs a drink, right?

Thank you.

Yeah, of course.

Um, I hope you don't mind me asking, how old are you?

18.

Okay.

In a year.

Right. Or two.

That's right.

Here's to you.

Happy birthday.

Ellie! Hey, girls.

Where's, uh, where's Chloe?

Excuse me?

You heard me.

She's in the bar.

What, you left her alone?

She's with Ben.

Who's Ben?

He's a nice guy, don't worry.

He's a nice guy

What the fuck?

All right, take a left, take a left, take a left. Take a left right here.

She's fucking crazy.

I think we lost her, man.

Ugh, stupid fucking bitch.

They say that in any disappearance, especially that of a child,

you have just 72 hours.

72 hours until the trail goes cold.

72 precious hours to find them.

Where the chances are that you'll never see them alive again.

And I've already lost so much time.

Scared me for a second, Nikki.

I thought you were dying.

Mr. Sullivan paid a lot of money to finish you himself.

Where is my daughter?

My daughter, Chloe.

What did you do with her?

I didn't know livestock even had names.

Been a very naughty girl, Nikki.

Burn down the whole whorehouse.

I was looking for my daughter.

Where is she?

You let all the livestock go.

Killed five of Sullivan's men at Club 30 last night.

Cost the syndicate a lot of money.

Who's Sullivan?

Is he in the syndicate?

Yeah, you're not really in a position to be asking questions.

Besides, the better question is... Who am I?

Oh, that's easy.

You're the butcher.

That's what Ben told me.

Looks like you've been pretty busy today.

I'm a congenious worker.

What can I say?

I appreciate that.

I love my work.

You did good. You killed that piece of shit Ben.

One of your own.

No.

No, he was just a spotter.

Pretty face to lure him in.

There, a dime a dozen.

Mr. Sullivan was very, very annoyed that Ben gave up the location of his best

whorehouse.

You didn't have much choice.

There's always a choice.

Mr. Sullivan was also quite upset that young Ben chose, um...

What was her name?

The daughter of some special forces super badass, huh?

We did a little digging.

We know all about you.

Super scary.

Special forces bad motherfucker.

That you?

Tell me where she is, and I'll let you live.

Look at you making threats.

I respect that.

You got guts.

Should we take a look?

You know, in Japan, they play classical music to the cows.

They say it gives them joy.

It makes the meat taste sweeter.

I'm sorry.

Can you hold this for me?

Mr.

Sullivan, what can I do for you, sir?

No, no, no, yeah, she's fine.

Yeah, a little banged up, but that's all.

I got a spy. He's all taken care of. He'll be beefsteak by this afternoon.

Nah, no worries, sir.

Young band will be our blue plate special.

But the woman, you want to handle her personally?

Very well.

I'm on the killing floor.

We'll be waiting.

Very well.

Oh, fuck Sullivan.

I'm killing you, my damn self.

I gave you a chance.

Where's my daughter?

I don't know.

Where's Chloe?

I don't know.

Hey.

I don't like to repeat myself.

Fuck you.

Fuck. Fuck.

Hey.

Who's Sullivan?

Okay. Okay.

Okay.

You're not listening to me.

So you

won't be needing these.

What do

you think I'm gonna do?

Hey, look.

You're not giving me a choice.

There's always a choice.

This could be fast.

Or we could spend a lot more time together.

Eventually he told me everything.

As I knew he would.

He said he didn't know where Chloe was, and in the end, I believed him.

But perhaps this man Sullivan does.

Butcher told me they call themselves the Syndicate.

Sullivan is the manager, and above him is the chairman.

Fancy business names and fancy business suits to make themselves feel better

about the reality of their trade.

Dealing in human flesh.

Young girls to be imprisoned and exploited.

On American soil if they're lucky.

Or perhaps to be groomed for export.

I have to find Chloe before it's too late.

Jesus Christ.

She's crazy.

Should we call the chairman?

Absolutely not.

We keep this quiet. We deal with this ourselves.

Chairman doesn't even know about the whorehouse yet.

He's a man that doesn't appreciate weakness.

You understand?

Yes, sir.

Wake everyone up.

Get them on the streets now. I want this woman found, and I want her dead.

Take care of that.

Sir?

Beefsteak.

Whoever this Sullivan is, his men are well-trained.

They hold a perimeter.

We watch their sight lines.

Weapons always at the ready.

They travel in convoy.

Tight formation.

Guard vehicle first.

They're prepared.

They don't use seat belts to be faster on the draw.

There's too many to take out in the field.

This home is a nightmare too.

Compound.

Well protected.

Sealed tight.

Just one route in.

Guards have overlapping fields of fire.

Cameras. Dogs.

Drones.

I'm gonna have to get creative.

First I better take care of this.

Alright people, this footage just came in. Take a look at this.

This is from a traffic camera opposite Club 30 last night. This is from the

bank across the street.

And this is from the building next door.

Who the fuck is this guy?

He never lets us see his face.

It's like he knows we're watching.

Fucking ghost.

What about cameras in the club?

Burned with the building.

He torched the whole place. Left five dead bodies inside.

Whoever he is, for our purposes, he's target number one.

He knows what he's doing, and he's extremely dangerous.

I want him off the streets tonight.

Questions?

Ready for a long one.

Robert. What do you have on the vehicles in the downtown corridor?

A good surgeon can be many things, but she can't be tired.

Stay awake.

Pain is temporary.

Infections are not.

Keep moving.

Time is running out.

Tommy, I know you were there, and someone had to see something. Possibly

sex workers.

Might have mentioned Club 30. Tommy, those guys are out there all night.

Somebody saw something.

This just in, people.

Put on the monitor.

Footage from the red bar from earlier last evening.

This is about two hours before Club 30 burned to the ground.

And this is one Benjamin Blaine. Ben. I know him.

He works for the syndicate. He's a low-level spotter. Picks the girls up in

clubs. Multiple human trafficking violations.

And here's our target.

This is starting to make sense.

Benjamin Blaine works for the syndicate. Club 30 belongs to the syndicate. Seems

like our target has a grudge. It gets better.

About 30 minutes ago, young Ben's prints were lifted off an Audi belonging to

this man, Barry Lester.

Where is he?

In the morgue.

Killed by a car key.

Excuse me, sir?

That's right.

Driven into his left orbital socket.

The key... belongs to a 15-year-old black Honda Pilot, which was sold 12

months ago to one Nikki Halstead.

Next one.

This is her.

Wait a minute.

Our target's a woman? A woman did all this?

And why does that surprise you so much?

We have nothing yet, no criminal record, but we're still digging. But here's the

best part.

The guy who sold her the car 12 months ago, he says he sold it with two keys.

She's still driving it.

Exactly. Okay, I want to put out a bolo on a black 2010 Honda Pilot.

License plate is HJTX17.

And get it to all hotels and motels, too. This could be our girl.

Sir? What is it, Wu?

What about 624 Spring Drive?

What about it?

That's listed as her home address on her driving license.

The way she conceals her face, she's obviously a trained killer of some sort.

Who has to know by now that the cops are hunting her?

Do you really think she's going to go back to her house?

It's a possibility.

It certainly is. All right, rookie, you've just earned your first stakeout.

I gotta get a fresh shirt.

All right, make sure you get those RCs put up. Okay, I'm on it.

Um,

can

I get a five-point harness?

What kind?

Best one.

And, uh, can I get one of those skateboards?

They're decorations.

They're not for sale.

Things have been kind of rough, so could you please just...

get me one of the skateboards?

Mark, bring me a ladder.

Thank you.

Mr. Chairman, I have Sullivan for you.

Mr. Sullivan, when exactly were you going to tell me about Club 30?

Well, my most profitable whorehouse burned to the ground, all the

merchandise is lost, and you say nothing.

We have a fresh shipment for export tonight.

My father's expecting his livestock.

We can't have a problem.

¿Entiendes?

Well, we have half the police force on payroll. Use them.

Use them. I mean, you're supposed to be a manager, Sullivan.

Manage this.

Otherwise, I'm gonna get somebody else who can.

No. No. No more excuses.

I want her dead.

Now.

It's time boss.

Bring that with us.

Get dressed.

Just take it easy, okay

Just take it easy.

No, no, no, wait. No!

Oh, God.

Where's my daughter?

I don't know what you're talking about.

I don't like to repeat myself.

Who is that?

The chairman.

He runs everything.

He's the big boss.

He's at the Grand Hotel.

He's protected, but I can help you get to him.

I don't need your help.

There's reports of a shooting on Brightview Road. Is it our target?

No sign of her yet, but her Honda Pilot was just involved in a head-on

collision. Any victims?

Eight males, multiple gunshot wounds, all of them dead. Jesus Christ, she's

like a walking slaughterhouse.

Looks like they were all members of the syndicate.

When you've seen as much death as I have.

When it's touched people so close to you.

Both enemies and friends.

Comrades and lovers.

You start to see how narrow the line is.

The thin, delicate line between living and dying.

You see how easy it is to lose someone.

And you ask yourself, why?

A grenade is tossed into a room.

Some live, some die.

A sniper chooses a target, seemingly at random.

Someone lives, someone dies.

you see enough of it and you start to ask yourself why why was i spared

a husband in a hospital bed dying

of leukemia is it all just random

did i survive all this for no reason

Or is there some greater meaning, something unseen?

Some hidden purpose?

Don't sleep.

I'm so sorry, baby. You gotta wake up, okay? We're almost home.

Okay?

Okay, we're almost there.

You got it?

We're almost there, baby. We're almost home.

Holy... Captain?

Okay, baby, we're home.

We're home.

Okay. I'm just gonna sit you down on the couch, okay? You ready? I'm just gonna

sit you down.

No one's ever gonna hurt you again, okay, baby?

You're safe.

Okay.

Okay, now I need you to... I need you to look in the light, okay? I'm gonna touch

your face.

I need you to look in the light.

Follow the light, baby.

Can you follow the light?

I need to see where you're hurt, okay?

Here.

Confirming the target address, 624 Spring Drive.

Copy that. We're eight minutes out. Be advised, target is armed and extremely

dangerous. Yes, sir.

Use of lethal force is authorized.

Lethal force.

That's right.

There's a civilian present, Captain.

Nikki Halstead killed five people last night and another eight today that we

know of. I'm not letting her add to that list.

But those were all suspected syndicate members.

This woman is dangerous.

She's in the hands of SWAT now. They'll take her down.

Target is still within the building, sir. What is your status?

100% in position.

Ready to breach.

Very good. On my mark.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

What?

You have no idea what you're dealing with or what she's capable of.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm the guy that's going to save the lives of six of your men.

And pull them back.

On whose authority?

On the authority of... Go fuck yourself.

Attorney General Sinus? That's what it looks like.

You have command authority.

That's what it says.

Now pull your men back, or order six body bags.

Now. This is Michaels.

Stand down.

Sir. Repeat.

Stand down.

Do not engage the target.

Repeat. Do not engage.

Do you copy? Sir, but... But we have her.

We have her, sir.

I don't like it any more than you do, but we have our organs.

Chloe, I gotta run to the store and get some medical supplies, okay?

So I can help you.

I'll be right back, I promise.

I love you.

Be right back.

Can't risk a hospital.

Too many questions.

But I can take care of her here.

I can protect her.

I'm all she needs.

This is Captain Michaels.

Yes, sir. Turn off your cameras.

Sir? Do as I say. No cameras, no live feeds.

Cameras off, boys.

Copy that, sir. We're dark.

Good.

Fuck those Pentagon assholes.

Fuck them good, sir.

Now go take that bitch out.

Yes, sir.

We follow Nikki at a discreet distance. Wait till she's home. No threat to

anyone. Then I'll bring her in.

And who exactly are you, sir?

Lavelle. The bird indicates that I'm a United States Army colonel. And,

Colonel, who are you to her?

I was her commanding officer for a long time.

And do you think you can bring her in? Without bloodshed.

Are you sure about that?

I'd stake my life on it.

Get medical assistance at the alley between Spring and Lakeshore.

Broken bones, some blood loss, no fatalities.

What the fuck have you done?

Sent six ambulances.

Nikki.

Nikki Halstead.

What's that?

Is that you, sir?

That's right.

What are you doing here?

I've come to bring you in.

I can't do that, sir.

Not yet.

You're not in the field anymore, soldier.

I need to bring you in.

You're causing a lot of damage. You know that can't continue. You know that.

I know.

I know they did.

But, Nikki, we need to talk. Just you and me.

Alone.

I'm sorry, sir.

Don't... Don't send anyone else after me.

I said don't move.

Where is my fucking daughter?

I'm not going to ask again. I don't know.

I'm a cop, cop.

I was coming to get her, but she was gone when he arrived.

I already searched the whole house. I have no idea where she is.

Please.

Believe me.

Why? Revenge?

It's the only answer.

I should never have left her alone. I think I made a mistake. I thought all I

needed was Chloe back, but I was wrong.

I killed the butcher, Ann Sullivan.

I burned down their whorehouse.

This has become personal.

Now Chloe can't be safe.

Not until the people that were responsible are dead.

All of them.

Let me ask you something.

Why'd you send in the SWAT team?

I made a judgment call.

You don't make those in the military?

Sure we do. But we try to be more informed before we do it.

You know what I think?

I think you didn't want SWAT to get her.

You didn't want to see your bright, shiny hero get taken down.

But that woman has killed 13 people.

She's going to pay the price.

Human traffickers.

What? 13 human traffickers.

Since when does the Las Cruces Police Department get so hot under the collar

over the dismantling of a human trafficking ring? I'm the law here, and

we have rules.

Nikki Halstead has given everything she has to this country. She's a hero.

She's seen shit you couldn't even understand.

Oh, you military guys.

You think you're the only ones who've suffered.

Seen the dark side.

It compromises.

That's a nice suit.

How much did you pay for it? You want to say something to me?

How about this?

If we find Nikki, I'll bring her in.

You stay out of my way and nobody else will get hurt. Why are you really here,

Lavelle? To help us out?

Or to protect your high-speed government asset?

I don't think she's the one that needs protecting.

Get off me.

I want every piece of manpower we've got on the streets.

I want roadblocks at a five-mile radius.

I want searches, block to block, then house to house. I want this bitch in a

body bag.

Problem? No problem here.

Captain Michaels.

The fuck is this?

I thought you'd like to meet some friends of mine. Captain Richard

Michaels. I'm placing you under arrest for suspected fraud.

Bribery, perversion of justice, corruption of authority, and protection

of illegal activities.

Other charges are pending.

Your weapon and badge, sir.

You did this.

Someone at the NSA dropped internal affairs, a copy of your overseas bank

records. Who are you, a fucking accountant?

Big, tough army guy.

You don't even have the balls to take me down yourself.

You send a little girl to do it.

You're nothing but a soft-as-shit pencil pusher.

I can see where a man like you might think that I got soft pushing papers

around a desk.

So you can assume that I have no skills, or you can take a shot.

You talk too much.

Hey,

you don't

think I talk too much, do you?

Not at all, sir.

This hotel is the center of the whole operation.

The bottom floors are imprisoned girls working for the syndicate.

And the whole top floor is the chairman's penthouse.

That's what they call him.

The chairman.

The head of the whole organization.

He'll give me my daughter back.

Right before I kill him.

Sir, the new shipment's arrived.

Good. Bring a sample up. Get her undressed.

Almost out of time.

Fun, really.

Are you sure there was no one else in the house when you arrived?

Who are you? This is Colonel Lavelle. He's in charge now.

Nikki was already gone.

Yet.

Who is she?

A mother looking for a child that was abducted by the syndicate.

All this chaos is over one girl?

I don't get it.

Syndicate has 13 men dead. Why wouldn't they just give her back?

It's not that simple.

What do you mean?

Sullivan warned that it was heavily defended.

A fortress.

Impenetrable.

But I've heard that before.

In my job, you're trained to look for weakness.

In a plan. In a fortification.

In a person.

you find the weakness and then you push you exert pressure until that

weakness first cracks and then breaks until everything comes

tumbling down

there's a breach voting day two

she's headed for the

kitchen get out there now

You want to tell me what the fuck is going on in this situation boss we have

a fucking what?

Sullivan the last one he had people this one

The chairman, he has technology.

But you know the problem with technology?

It fails.

Go deal with this now!

Fuck! Get the power back on right fucking now!

Guys, we are blind up here. We can't see a thing.

Get the power back on. Let's go!

Where is she?

Okay.

Who the fuck are you?

Come on, come on. Let's get out of here.

You gotta go. Fire!

They think they're protecting themselves by hiding behind their walls, their

cameras.

But really, by crowding into one place, they're just making it

easier for me.

In the service, we used to call it a kill box.

It's a box and, well, you get the picture.

I don't know.

Rawr!

I'm sorry.

No, don't be sorry.

Mom, it's okay.

I promise it's okay.

I'm gonna find you.

I know.

Yeah, I know.

I'm trying so hard, baby.

I know. I'm trying so hard.

Not baby.

I know.

You're so beautiful.

I love you, baby.

I'm coming for you.

Go get it.

What is going on she's still coming

What

the fuck is going on

Fuck. Fuck this.

Fuck this.

Go, go, go!

Leave now.

It's safe.

Go.

Get out. Go, go, go.

Leave. Now.

No, no, no. Stop right there.

Uh-uh. No further.

Chloe. That's right.

Okay.

Now, back up.

Back the fuck up!

Okay. There you go. Please, please.

Let her go, please. She's my daughter.

This? She's my daughter.

This?

You want this?

Yes. That's what you want? I have to roll this?

Okay, well, guess what, bitch?

You better get on your...

Stay with me.

Stay with me.

Please stay with me.

My daughter needs immediate medical assistance.

Please help her.

Can you tell me what happened?

Yes, she was kidnapped.

She was beaten.

She's got internal injuries.

Weak carotid pulse. Her name is Chloe Halston.

Shallow respiration. Let's go ahead and start bagging. She couldn't communicate.

Patient has multiple heart rate and ejection site wounds. BP 102 over 64.

Is she going to be okay?

Go ahead and get an ID started.

Who is she?

A mother looking for a child that was abducted by the syndicate.

Syndicate already has 13 men, Dad. Why not just give her back?

It's not that simple.

What do you mean?

Because Nikki Halstead already found her daughter almost a week ago.

But by the time she found her...

Chloe was already dead.

Nikki just couldn't accept it.

She had a complete breakdown.

She was hospitalized, heavily medicated.

I went to see her in the hospital when she got to the other side of it.

Colonel.

I came as soon as I heard.

Physically, she was recovering.

But mentally?

You're my soldier.

The best I ever had.

You saved a lot of lives.

Soldiers and civilians.

You gave us everything you had.

I'm not going to abandon you.

I need to get out of here, Colonel.

I need to find her. She needs me.

I've already lost so much time.

I know what she said, one of the last things she said before they took her.

She said I was always fighting for everyone else.

Never for her.

She was right.

I can change that.

I'm here now.

She blanked out Chloe's death completely.

She just couldn't accept it.

She thinks her daughter's still alive.

I've seen it on the battlefield.

Soldiers are taught to compartmentalize.

Doctors call it retrograde amnesia caused by the trauma.

What the hell does that mean?

It means that she's not able to form new memories.

And every time she falls asleep, her mind resets to the night that it all

began. The night that they abducted Chloe.

Then she's going on the hunt again.

I visited Nikki in the hospital again 72 hours ago.

When I got there, she'd already left.

She woke up convinced that they had just abducted Chloe.

They tried to stop her, but Nikki is a force of nature.

But if her daughter is dead, who is she saving?

Mommy got you.

I found you.

I got you.

I found you.

I found you. She fixates on girls that look like Chloe.

Same pale skin.

Same hair.

She sees Chloe everywhere.

Her daughter needs protecting.

And she's compelled to do it.

She's going to get them all.

It's her sole purpose.

It's what drives her.

And she's never going to stop.

They say that in any disappearance, especially that of a child, you have

just 72 hours.

Don't worry, Chloe.