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Previously on Marshals...

Cannabis farm co-op would create jobs.

We should claim a piece of the market.

You're gonna run against Rainwater for chairman?

-It's time for a change. -My nephew Troy.

Extra muscle for the labor ahead.

Can't blame Tate for not being able to tell you what he needs.

-Taking you to see a therapist. -Are you serious?

Go on leave for this surgery.

-Dre, you gonna take the conn. -What?

I have been chasing down fugitives with you

because it's better than not sleeping.

Sleep, when it happens, it's much worse.

You made it clear I need to solve problems on my own.

Unless you changed your mind about having my back?

I'm tagging along to your oncologist appointment

in Salt Lake this week.

You are not facing this alone, Peter Calvin.

Easy, boy.

-Easy. -You ready?

Go get 'em.

Yo.

If that's what you aspire to,

you best listen to everything Tom Reeves is about to tell you.

Start by learning to ride on a spur board.

Lift, set your feet, keep your chin down.

Keep your hips straight up under you.

Y'all do that, and you'll be fine.

Well, it's nice to see a smile on Tate's face, huh?

Yeah, it figures the antidote for all the violence

he's endured is a sport that could kill him.

Well, rest assured,

if Tate wants to do this, Mo will keep him safe.

I'm guessing you're not reviving the rodeo

-just for Tate's benefit. -Oh.

Been shuttered for almost 30 years.

This is the change that Broken Rock needs.

I mean, hosting a rodeo builds our brand

as an entertainment destination.

Damn straight, Chairman.

-Good to see you. -You, too, Troy.

Hey, I got some more projects out on East Camp

if you're interested,

but I do insist on paying this time.

Who am I to turn work down?

This is all

a whole lot more wholesome than a pot farm.

Oh, Shane Whitebear's cannabis grow

will be one economic driver, but tourism will be another.

I mean, the team itself is a point of pride for our tribe.

Mo's got his work cut out for him.

Yeah, but it's good to give the people something to root for.

Ready to take a spin on some spur bait, Dust Cloud?

You know I prefer man versus man.

-Football, boxing-- -Wrestling

me into a holding cell when you were a tribal cop.

I believe I won those battles.

Only the first time we brought you in.

Keep telling yourself that.

Does the rodeo get the stamp of approval

from Broken Rock's favorite son?

Ah. I'll never argue against bringing back a tradition.

This is a fitting venue

to kick off my reelection campaign.

I'd love to have you on the podium with me when I do.

Ah.

-As an endorsement? -The support of a man

who's done so much to protect and defend our people

will go a long way.

Brought Robert and Monica here

when they were little.

They were fearless in the saddle.

Hey, y'all.

Didn't realize a invitation

to Broken Rock came with a horse show.

Now, is that smile from Tate

because of the girl or the rodeo, man?

Maybe both?

I wouldn't be outsourcing the healing

if I knew what helped.

Kids would be easier if they just flat out told you

what they need.

Hey, I'm, uh, I'm Pete.

We met at the memory ceremony,

and I really appreciate you helping me out.

I remember. You came to honor Monica.

These were helpful for her.

Thimbleweed balm for irritated skin.

Peppermint tea for nausea.

Monica liked to brew that tea

-with gingerroot in the mug. -Thank you both.

You're welcome.

Well, you're asking for medicine,

going to Salt Lake tomorrow.

Is there something I need to know about?

No, just a routine checkup

with the doctor halfway through treatment.

Only thing you need to worry about is not making

Dre's job harder while she's in charge.

When have I ever made anyone's job harder?

Here you go.

We have an old-fashioned and a Montana.

Never heard of a Montana.

Cognac, dry vermouth, anisette, bitters, splash of port.

Only tourists order them.

That's disgusting.

All that info in your head, you ever think about

what you'd do with all them smarts

if you weren't, you know, tending bar?

Actually, I have.

Oh, yeah?

Would you care to share those aspirations with me?

Counseling or-or social work.

Would be a lot like this but better hours.

-And fewer tips. -Exactly.

Got to pay tuition if I want to go legit,

so something to save up for.

So, order up.

You ready for your dry run as team leader tomorrow?

Honestly, extra responsibility should help

keep my mind occupied.

Cal came to the rez for help with his problem.

I could ask Mo if there's anything to do for yours.

Oh, I appreciate it, but no, I'm gonna work it on my own.

That being said, I do appreciate my ride or die having my back.

All right, what's the plan?

You gonna post up in Cal's office, redecorate?

I can help clear out all the Navy memorabilia.

Hey, what's got you so distracted

you forgot to bring us a round?

Trying to rebook my flight for tomorrow.

Trying to add a last-minute appointment at the V.A.,

so it's gonna take me a little longer, I guess.

V.A.? Haven't you had enough pain and suffering?

Yeah, well...

Yeah, it's something I got to take care of.

Guess I'll take care of drinks.

Anyone?

My dad says Broken Rock's putting on a rodeo?

Sounds like a date.

I'd say yes if you ask.

Not sure I'll be welcome when the time comes.

Rodeo's Rainwater's baby.

And with him and Whitebear both wanting your support,

you're just gonna play Switzerland?

Some of the best things in my life

are thanks to Rainwater.

I wouldn't have become a marshal

without his support, wouldn't have met you.

But Whitebear's an old friend, too.

Zero-sum game.

Supporting one means betraying the other.

-Hey. -Morning.

Morning.

You, uh, sure this is okay?

What happens if Braxton wants to come home?

We literally just FaceTimed.

Jared's parents are spoiling him.

I mean, we've been talking about Salt Lake City long enough.

Are you getting cold feet?

No.

Come on.

I pulled a dozen warrants.

Gonna see how many points we can put on the board

while Cal's gone.

Lot of doors to kick. Where's Belle?

Oh, she had something with her son, but

-more fun for the rest of us. -Think we can start with Jacoby

then Worley and maybe wrap up Nietert before lunch?

Deputy Marshal Dutton.

You have a visitor.

What's going on?

Troy's missing.

-What do you mean, missing? -After practice yesterday,

he went hiking in River Run,

looking for agates for his sister's baby shower

this morning.

Nobody's heard from him since.

River Run's a state park.

Did you report it to the sheriff?

An adult missing from the rez?

They ain't gonna take that seriously.

-Yeah. -My family's sick with worry.

I need your help, brother.

Pinging Troy's phone shows a last-known location

near the Loy Trailhead at River Run State Park.

Used to do some riding there as a kid.

Terrain gets pretty treacherous.

Even an experienced outdoorsman like Troy

could get lost or injured.

Okay, I can already hear Gifford scolding me

that a missing hiker doesn't fall under our purview.

Well, the sheriff's slow-walking a search and rescue.

He's acting like it ain't under his, either.

Look, I'm not saying we all go, but Mo's family.

Okay, cowboy, you go.

Dust Cloud can pick up your slack shaking trees.

Dr. Sandler will be with you soon.

Make yourselves comfortable.

Thanks.

So, uh, how long do you think you need at the V.A.?

You know, V.A.'s like a love child

between the DMV and the post office.

So, you know, if we're lucky, about an hour. Hour.

Hour? Oh, okay.

Well, that gives us

about three hours to kill before the airport.

-Mm-hmm. -What'd you have in mind?

Yeah, I didn't really, uh, create a itinerary.

Fine.

Uh, but-but I can, I...

I can book us a dinner reservation right now.

-Okay? -Sure.

Hey. Yeah, look at this one.

4.8 stars, rooftop view-- Oh, well...

-Wait, what? -Uh... it's inside a hotel.

That's not... okay?

No, it's okay. No.

I mean...

Right? Like...

hotels have couches and bourbon and...

And a restaurant.

Yes.

Okay, I'm gonna, I'm gonna book the dinner reservation.

-Done. -Great.

Creek bed's a great place to find agates.

You're sure these are Troy's boot prints?

Gave him those Fenoglios for his last birthday.

Thank you for helping.

I know you already have your hands full.

I should be thanking you.

Tate seemed like his old self around those broncs yesterday.

Might have more to do with Sydney Bishop than the horses.

A Dutton boy, a Broken Rock girl?

History's repeating.

One problem at a time.

Why didn't I meet Troy when I lived on the rez?

He was a restless kid.

Left Broken Rock looking for bigger and better.

Didn't find it. Came home and kept struggling.

I didn't get that sense from him when he's helping on East Camp.

Idea of him becoming an uncle knocked some sense into him.

Well, he's got a good role model.

On his path to straight and narrow,

he's collecting part-time jobs.

Busy keeps the demons at bay.

Also, why he waited till last night

to find stones to decorate the rattle

he carved for Kimi's baby.

Prints, going toward the river.

Looks like he crossed.

Oh.

Checking up on me with Cal gone?

Nah, I just wanted to see how my protégé's rehearsal

as team leader's going.

That's just the first fugitive

Miles and I are gonna bring in today.

Imagine how productive you would be with a full team.

Everybody playing hooky with the boss away?

Belle needed a personal day, and Kayce's...

he's looking for Mo Brings Plenty's missing nephew.

-We're not Missing Persons. -I'm aware, but

you know Kayce, when he gets a head of steam--

Yeah, I remember when Dutton first joined the team,

you were worried that he was undermining Cal.

Is the shoe on the other foot now?

He's helping a friend, with my blessing.

Hmm.

Well...

consider this a lesson from your mentor.

Running a team

requires keeping your people in line

when they're working against your agenda,

malicious intent or not.

Wow. Whoa.

Connor, desk one.

Looks like we may be here a while.

I warned you.

Well, a good thing Dr. Sandler was efficient.

I normally have snacks in here for Braxton.

Nothing.

Ooh. I'm gonna hit the vending machine. You hungry?

Wait, what about...

What about dinner?

What about it?

But you're saying you're hungry now.

Does that mean that you want to cancel?

Dinner?

Oh, do you...

do you want to cancel?

Wait, I can't tell if we're talking about...

-...dinner or-- -Escalating our

very dysfunctional relationship?

Yeah.

It got weird, right?

All right, so it's not just me?

I guess we can, uh...

...escape, uh, the prying eyes at the office

but not the weight of our own expectations.

I don't know, I guess we mistook Salt Lake for...

...Paris.

It doesn't mean I don't want to...

you know, that I'm not interested.

Same.

I got to take a chunk of time out of the office,

recover at home, out of chain of command.

And hopefully, by then,

I will be clear...

...of my complications.

Something to look forward to to...

you know, help me power through

the last stages of my treatments.

Hey, you know, uh, now that my stomach's

not twisted in knots, I'm a little peckish.

If I wait in the line, will you get me

some pork rinds from that vending machine?

Absolutely not.

Chairman, welcome.

Come to inspect our success?

As promised, we've provided jobs

to many of our brothers and sisters.

I understand one of those jobs

went to Troy Brings Plenty.

-Have you heard from him today? -I have not,

which I told Mo when he called earlier.

There's another reason for my visit.

I understand that you've filed for candidacy as chairman.

If you've come to give me your endorsement,

-I happily accept. -So, you misled me

when you promised to bring the voters into the fold

if I approved this grow?

I tried to get young people in your corner.

They've known suffering their whole lives.

They'd rather not vote at all than risk more of the same.

Disengagement would doom Broken Rock's future.

We share a goal: improve life for our people.

Competition will show us how they want us to do that.

Then may the best man win.

I can't stop thinking about what Dr. Sandler said.

"Everything is trending in the right direction."

-Worth the trip. -No, it's the other part.

All right, like, the only thing unhealthy about me

is the cancer.

Well, you know, a therapist may disagree with him.

Del, desk three.

You here for a psych eval?

No, administrative issue.

Take care of that online, man.

You realize once you get to the front of this line,

they send you to the back for your specific department.

You know, believe it or not,

it's actually an improvement on how it used to be.

I drove three hours from Elko yesterday

to get a scrip refilled,

then I waited longer in line at the pharmacy.

Then they tell me they can't fill it

'cause my doctor left the V.A.

- I didn't know that. - Can you get

a different doctor to write you a new prescription?

Apparently not, which is why I slept in my car,

and I'm in line now to meet my new doc.

I get to tell him everything I told the last one.

It's like they get off on making us relive the crap

we've seen and done.

I feel you, man. Good luck with it.

...desk two. Warren, desk two.

Hey.

Could you take care of your thing online?

Maddie's thinking about college, okay?

So, I want someone-- a person--

to look me in the eye and just tell me

that my G.I. benefits are gonna be properly transferred to her.

Well, that's kind of you,

take care of her future like that.

It's more penance than kindness, believe me, but...

we're gonna stay here for as long as it takes, okay?

Okay.

Hey.

Those agates don't belong here.

Search on foot.

Troy.

We're gonna need a blanket.

I can get one from the horses.

I mean a star quilt, for later.

I'm sorry for your loss.

My medical examiner and crime scene investigator

are on their way. We'll keep you in the loop.

Any idea what happened?

My deputy on the cliff doesn't see signs of a struggle,

and the deceased has no defensive wounds

inconsistent with a fall.

-This wasn't an accident. -I agree.

We'll know for sure after we see a tox report.

You saying this was Troy's doing?

Do I need to quote statistics about overdose

and suicide on reservations?

-We're not on a reservation. -No, we're at my crime scene.

I'm undermanned and I'm underfunded.

Now, as painful as this is for your friend,

I can't have you interfering.

Deputy Brown's gonna lead you away.

Suicide could disrupt the journey for Troy's spirit.

I won't burden my family with that worry

based on one man's lazy assumption.

I think we'll, uh, walk around, try to find some answers.

Do that and I'll cite you for obstruction.

Only person who can stand me down is my supervisor.

C.I. confirms Worley's on target.

Let's roll out.

Oh, hold on.

Kayce. You have news?

We found Troy's body.

His body? Where?

River Run.

Sheriff won't let us investigate.

I need you to make this our case.

Well, we don't investigate crimes, we hunt fugitives.

Those lines get blurred when we need 'em to.

You want me to get into a turf war with the Broadwater sheriff?

I'm asking you to help me get answers for my friend.

I figured you'd understand the damage

a cold case can cause.

You have thoughts?

Mo might be pushing for answers

if someone's calling this suicide.

He can't take that back to his family.

What if it is suicide?

Troy's had troubles in his past.

And it is an option too many folks

on Broken Rock choose, but...

I just saw him yesterday. He seemed happy.

You think Kayce and Mo should pursue this.

I think I want to join 'em.

Kayce reported a suspicious death at River Run State Park,

which is known to be frequented by Leon Cutter,

scumbag with warrants for a triple homicide.

We're gonna roll out and see if the crime scene

matches Cutter's M.O.

Oh, would this suspicious death be Mo's nephew?

Well, good luck catching Cutter.

A word of advice?

Trying to outrun a leash rarely ends well.

You talking about me or Kayce?

Gin.

Are you kidding me? That's four games in a row

-you beat me. -That's right.

Way she's counting cards, she's a sharp.

Quit now, bro.

Reed, do you want to sit down? We'll deal you in.

Come on. All right, we need a three-handed game.

So, hold 'em, Badugi,

Crazy Pineapple? Omaha.

- War it is. - Well, now we got a shot

at keeping our dignity, Reed, 'cause...

no one wins at War.

My sister makes her kid call it Top-It.

Thinks she's being sensitive since a helicopter crash

shattered my leg and ended my Army career.

I'm really sorry.

Yeah, transition out ain't easy, man.

Thought serving with the fire department

was my golden ticket,

but I couldn't pass the candidate test

thanks to the pain in my leg.

Osbourne, desk two.

Osbourne, desk two.

We playing or what?

Mr. Calvin?

Good luck.

Yeah, we can take photo

or video, but don't touch anything.

Sheriff still has full command and control.

Lot of trash here.

Prints that aren't Troy's. He wasn't alone.

Sheriff says this is a popular spot,

so stuff could be from

before, while or after Troy was here.

These shoe scuffs are chaotic. Could indicate a struggle.

This path towards the edge--

Unnaturally uniform,

like someone tried to sweep up the tracks.

Shoe prints this way are fresh.

You think someone pushed Troy off the cliff,

tried to clear his tracks and then left more

while he fled the scene?

I think we follow these boot prints,

we're gonna learn something.

Sheriff Briggs isn't the only one

who's doubting we're here for a triple murderer.

Gifford gave us an inch. Let's not take a mile.

I don't want to step on anybody's toes,

but Troy deserves our best effort.

Let's follow those tracks.

Gripping that rein a little tight.

Just give him some rope.

Let him pick the path and then adjust your weight.

- Okay. - All right?

Something bad happened here.

Andrea!

I'll get her horse.

Hey, new doc got you in and out

real quick, huh, soldier?

They rescheduled me for tomorrow.

What? That's not fair.

Gonna make them see me today.

- Whoa. - Wait, wait.

That's a bad idea, Reed.

I'm getting what I came here for.

Hey, man, you go walking in there waving that gun around,

you're not gonna see a doctor, okay?

You're gonna do 20 years hard time for assault

-with a deadly weapon. -Then I get my meds

at pill call. Problem solved.

Reed, is it really worth

throwing your life away over a doctor's appointment?

System's got to change.

They can't keep kicking us while we're down.

Yeah, and that's gonna change it?

We're both just crumbs in the war machine, man.

Chews us up, spits us out.

Man, this ain't the answer.

You're right.

Nothing's gonna get better.

-Hey. Now you're doing this? -Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Reed.

Are you okay?

Oh, my God.

Where's Mo?

Chasing down your horse.

What the hell is this?

- Elk carcasses. - Heads sawed off,

backstrap and tenderloins removed haphazardly.

-This is the work of poachers. -Troy could've discovered them,

gotten into an argument, they killed him.

Well, why would poachers push him off a cliff

instead of just using their hunting weapons?

Found a blood trail up the hill.

Path's too narrow for the horses.

Could lead to the poacher's camp.

One way to find an answer to your question.

Hey. You need a minute?

Last time you were surrounded by dead animals--

I know the difference between a park

and Randall Clegg's tanning shed.

No shame if you need to take a minute to reset

-while we investigate. -I told you I'm fine.

Let's go.

Hey, Reed?

You didn't walk away from that helo crash

to tap out like this.

God, all that time

in that war zone, I was never afraid.

But now everything terrifies me.

Reed, don't do this.

Think about your family.

Your sister. Her kid.

-This will be a relief for them. -No.

It will destroy them.

My father took his own life, and it devastated me.

You got to stay in the fight.

All right? 'Cause things will improve. I know.

Got a horseshoe up your ass, finding a woman like this.

But for me, you know what it's like to date?

There's two types of women:

ones who want to know

every detail of the war stories you'd rather forget,

and ones who don't want to hear any of it.

I know, man.

I've been where you are, taking pills faster

than the doctors can prescribe them.

Booze and fights.

Because if it could hurt me, man, I...

I ran straight to it.

And you know what?

There was a night in February once...

...where I came close to suck-starting

my own pistol, too.

We're part of a pack one day,

then we're just wandering alone the next.

All I wanted to do was serve my country.

Now I'm stuck in a town I left first chance I had.

You just need to find a new way to...

...to make an impact.

Your purpose won't undo the hell I lived, man.

God, my best friend died in that crash.

Realizing he got off easy.

- No. - Yeah, the battlefield

we can handle, right?

It's what's on the, uh, other side that's so scary.

But I tell you what, Reed-- eventually,

I found a way to force myself

to just keep pushing forward.

- That's right. - Okay?

And that path led me to the people

who hold me up today no matter what I'm staring down.

And all the time and the money

that this war machine pours into us to turn us into killers,

the one thing they don't teach us is...

...is how to ask for help.

That's right, and you, you don't need to ask,

'cause we are right here, for you.

-Put the gun down. -Hey, Reed?

Stay in the fight, soldier.

Hey, man.

You're still here, Reed.

It's okay.

You're still here, man.

Vultures.

The one has Troy's hat on.

U.S. Marshals. Can we have a word?

Hey, easy, easy.

We just want to ask you some questions.

Go, go!

Push right.

Don't.

Heavy rounds.

Mo's carrying his .357.

You know what he's not carrying? A badge.

There's no good outcome here. Watch these guys.

We heard gunfire.

Warning shots.

We need answers,

not another body.

He needs to explain why he has Troy's hat.

Told you.

He gave it to me.

Mo.

I got him.

Let me see the sole of your boot.

Matches the ones leaving the cliff

where you dumped the elk.

That's where he offered me his hat.

He was there, taking in the view.

Saw me hiking up with my bedroll.

Said the temp would drop to 30 degrees overnight.

And you just, what, accepted a gift from a stranger?

Not at first.

We chatted.

For a while.

He showed me stones he'd found for a baby gift,

told me all about how he was-was gonna be an uncle.

He was headed home to finish making a rattle.

Uh, why he didn't need the hat.

So you just took his hat,

and that's the last you seen of him?

I was headed up to our hide, and I heard shouting.

Looked back and saw Troy

and another man arguing at the overlook.

Arguing about what?

Couldn't hear details.

Get a good look at the other guy?

Too far away for anything helpful.

But close enough to...

...to see him

smash Troy in the head with something.

A flashlight, maybe.

He pushed him right off the cliff.

-And you didn't report this? -I didn't want anyone asking

questions about why I was in the park.

I took this at the crime scene.

Cracked flashlight lens.

He was good to me.

I'm-I'm sorry.

Thank you.

I mean, plane would've landed before this even kicked up.

Driving home's a small price to pay

for staying with Reed.

You think he'll be okay?

I mean, psych ward's a good start, but...

he's got a long haul ahead.

Can't carry it alone.

I never realized how bad things got for you.

I get why the badge means so much.

Community is key to getting clean.

The biggest gap in vet care

is helping them connect with-with others

and a purpose beyond them-themselves.

All right.

Well, we are officially at zero visibility.

I think we got to wait this out.

Best-laid plans.

I need to, uh, jump on any grenades to get you

off the hook with Gifford?

Sheriff stopped accusing us of overstepping,

so Harry's got nothing to worry about.

How'd you calm the sheriff down?

By giving him the collar for the poachers.

I mean, they say

that they'll investigate Troy's murder, but

-I wouldn't get your hopes up. -Well,

we got the answers Troy's family needed, thanks to you.

They know it wasn't suicide.

The rest is tomorrow's problem.

I hope, uh...

being in charge has helped you get your head right.

Didn't really feel like I was in charge today.

Kind of felt like you were using

what I confided in you against me.

That wasn't my intention.

Um...

I think sometimes I get the blinders on

when I'm on the hunt and...

-I'm sorry. -All I'm saying is that,

when I'm in charge for real...

you can't be my ride or die.

-I'll stay in my lane. -You're one hell of a weapon.

Just need to...

keep you pointed in the right direction.

I understand you helped Mo today.

-Thank you. -Strange thing

how proving Troy was murdered brings some relief.

It's a terrible loss,

after all his dark days.

Troy's future was finally looking brighter.

Tonight isn't the time or place, but, uh,

we should talk about your campaign soon.

Well, especially since I learned today

Shane Whitebear's running against me.

Your support is even more valuable than I anticipated.

Fearing the worst about Troy today

was a reminder of all that plagues Broken Rock.

Same issues from when I was a kid

are still destroying our community.

What are you saying, Miles?

Pledging my support to Whitebear.

I'm sorry, Chairman.

You're right.

This is not the time for this conversation.

What happened to you?

-Nothing. -No bronc did this.

So who did?

Some jagoffs from the Springhill bronc team

were harassing Sydney.

I stopped them.

They were a lot older and bigger.

Maybe if you taught me to defend myself, that'd be more helpful

than sending me to therapy.

-We'll get you cleaned up. -I'm not a kid.

I'll do it myself.

You want to pay someone to help me with this, too?

Relatives, gather round.

The sacred fire is a symbol of eternal life.

It is a reminder

that there is no beginning or end.

As the spirit of Crazy Horse is still with the people,

so is the spirit of Troy with the family.

One day, we, too, will be called home,

and we will get to see our relatives again.

Must've tweaked my neck crawling back here.

You know, I guess I'm not as nimble as you.

Yeah, well, Dr. Sandler had me take up yoga.

Helps manage fatigue.

Wow.

Well, I am learning all kinds of things about you today.

Same.

Thing about my dad?

Just glad I was there when you shared it with a stranger.

Dad did what he did after his...

...mistakes hurt...

...a lot of people.

That's why you need to be flawless?

A lot of pressure to put on yourself.

No.

No, I, uh...

I got a few flaws.

Card counting's one of 'em.

Well, I mean, there are worse ways

to blow off steam. Seems pretty harmless.

Tell that to the $20,000 in debt I owe the casino.

And I don't need your help.

But you...

you wanted to know the real me, so...

Thank you for sharing.

Don't worry. It's not affecting work. I--

I'm not your boss here.

And I assume Jared's helping with it.

Right?

Some partners...

...make you realize how alone you are.

Others hold you up.

Was a beautiful ceremony. I hope Becca and Kimi

find comfort through their tears.

Might they get justice for Troy as well?

Sheriff's opening an investigation.

Finding the killer doesn't feel like a priority.

Today we celebrate Troy's life

and take care of his family.

But I'll avenge him in time.

Why does it look like you want vengeance more than Mo?

Shane Whitebear

secured my approval for a project I doubted

and then betrayed me.

I wish I'd known the best way to safeguard Broken Rock

was to step on his neck when I had the chance.

When the people you're supposed to protect

come into harm's way,

it's only natural to want to fight back.