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Walker, you okay?

Yeah. Yeah, I'm good.

This is Detective Walker from Robbery-Homicide.

We have an explosion, fire.

Multiple injuries.

Local business owner

and beloved community activist Gi Choi died

in an explosion and fire in his residence

in Koreatown this evening.

Police fear that violence could escalate

if the individuals responsible for this act of terror

are not apprehended soon.

LAPD has contained areas around Koreatown,

but fear of widespread violence has the city on edge.

Yeah, I'm leaving now. Okay.

One dead, several wounded.

Baines and Walker were on the scene.

Thank God they're okay.

Jesus, a bomb?

This K-Town thing is out of control.

You got a key to lock up?

I don't leave home without it.

I'll see you down there.

All right, on our way.

Bens okay?

Yeah, a little banged up, but they'll live.

Choi? Not so much.

Looks like another fun night in Koreatown.

Yo. I forgot to tell you.

What? Frost is dirty.

Yeah, no shit.

I mean, anyone that goes to a furry sex party...

What is that? In a, in a horse costume?

I mean... Let me put this another way.

Frost is corrupt.

What? Why?

She deleted a couple names out of Jen's digital black book

and erased it from the case file.

Whoa. That's huge.

Who was it?

I don't know. Fletcher's working on it.

Man, it had to be someone important

for her to cross a line like that.

Important people have important secrets. Man.

Could be what got Jen killed.

You know, if Calloway catches you snooping around

before you find anything...

Like, really find anything... You're done.

Don't worry about Calloway.

I mean, he was been riding you so hard

since he has been head of department.

Yes, he has.

So hard.

No. Oh.

You go ahead.

Oh, he's a good time.

Izzy's a stranger around the house these days.

And when she is home, she locks herself in her room.

Yeah, that's her job, McKenna.

She's a teenager. And she's been through some stuff.

Yeah, well, she acts like the kidnapping never happened,

and she doesn't even ask about

me and Patrick and all the weirdness between us.

Well, maybe she doesn't want to know.

This Izzy scares me.

She's different.

I mean, she's making us breakfast.

Excuse me. Do you have any of those Toy Story Band-Aids

for my boy? Dude,

you're talking really loud. Ow. Oh, and lollipops!

He likes lollipops, too.

Sorry. He just escaped from the nursing home.

You guys okay? Yeah, he's deaf, and I'm good,

but Calloway's waiting for y'all inside.

- What the hell happened? - Huh?

What the hell happened?

Oh. Word got out

that we liked Choi for Reuben's murder.

So some of Leon's boys came and vandalized Choi's place.

Yeah, Leon found the kids who did it,

brought them here to help clean up.

All these people came out.

Kind of turned into a block party.

But Leon made peace with Choi

before he left, Choi goes inside

to open up a package, and boom.

Well, maybe Leon's olive branch was just a ruse

- to get the bomb planted inside. - I don't know.

A ton of people were in and out of there.

Anyone could've dropped that package.

Leon showing up here would've been trending on social media.

There's got to be a ton of videos and photos out there, right?

Yeah, we'll dig into it. Come on.

Go back to your neighborhood!

Go back to your mansion in the Hills, rich boy!

And take your bangers with you.

This is our neighborhood!

What's wrong with you people?

I'm just trying to save these kids...

Our kids... From killing each other!

I lost my brother in these streets!

Reuben didn't have to die.

Choi did this.

He burned down the community center.

He doesn't want peace, he wants power.

He wants to divide us!

He forgot what we came from!

Yo, man, Choi's dead.

Did you hear that?

What?

Yeah, your boys blew up his house.

Explosives were concealed in a package.

Wow.

It's got to be Leon or his people, right?

Getting revenge for Reuben's death?

A bomb isn't his style.

Leon's whole persona is brash and macho and in-your-face,

so... That's his brand.

Outside the ring, when the cameras are off, he's not that guy.

Leon is a legend out here.

When he fights, bars are packed, lines out the door,

kids standing on their toes peeking in the windows to watch.

Reuben was like Leon's brother.

You come at the champ's boy,

you're coming at the neighborhood.

Well, that doesn't exactly

narrow the suspect pool, just widens it right out.

Whether it's Leon responsible or not,

Choi's people will definitely be coming to look for payback.

Agreed. We need to find Leon.

Last thing we need is a dead middleweight champion.

That's what's left of the box the bomb was in.

EFP IED with a directional charge.

You see that on the Discovery Channel?

No, I was EOD Special Ops in the Navy.

"Explosive Ordnance Destruction Unit."

It's the military's version of our bomb squad. Got it. Yeah.

He knows about this, and I'm just now finding out?

I read your personnel folders when I took over the squad.

Your partner was awarded the Navy Cross over in Iraq.

Really?

Is that so? I did not know that.

You're doing some old Hurt Locker type of thing

in the Navy, and this is the first time you bring it up.

On your six!

Get out of here, man!

What you doing here?

What you doing here?

You don't belong here no more!

You wanted him dead.

You know what you did.

How dare you show your face here?

- Can I just talk to you, please? - Hey, Dulce, stop.

Just think about your son, okay?

Go back where you came from!

I didn't do it! Okay? I swear I didn't do it.

You couldn't stand Gi raising your son like his own.

You wanted him dead, and now you got your wish!

Let me talk to my son. I just want to talk to my son.

I didn't do it. I didn't do this.

You're a dead man! I'm a what?

You're a dead man!

I'm a what? You gonna kill me? Huh? Ricky. Ricky, no.

Baines, get him of here! Go!

Chill! All right?

Let's go. Walk away.

All right, get him out of here, guys.

We got to find Choi's killer fast.

The explosion and fire that claimed

the life of community leader Gi Choi last evening

has led to widespread civil unrest in Koreatown.

Fire ripped through the...

Crazy night?

Ugh, not fun.

You get any sleep?

I am running on fumes

and coffee. That's two nights in a row.

You got to start taking care of yourself.

I'll be fine.

It's Izzy I'm worried about.

What happened? Nothing.

I just...

Have you been giving her extra money?

$20 here, $40 there. Why?

Mm, nothing.

Nance, if something's going on with Izz, you got to tell me.

No, I mean, obviously, things aren't, like, great between us,

and so, she's probably noticed.

I'm worried about what's going on in her head.

You know? The scars you can't see.

I guess with the campaign,

I've been a little checked out. Me, too.

Maybe we should make an effort

to pay more attention?

Agreed.

You know we're gonna have to talk to her about...

...us.

Yeah.

Yo! Y'all really got to start locking your door. I got to go.

Have a good one. You, too.

What's up? Morning.

This was on the stoop. It came for Izzy.

Oh.

"Silver Strand Industries."

Sex toy website.

What?

It's a sex toy website.

No.

Look, y'all have some science projects growing in there.

I know for a fact that mushroom risotto is at least a week old.

No, no, no. Don't do that. Don't-don't do that.

Okay. Okay. Here we go.

You were right.

It's leather.

These were expensive.

Where do you think she gets the money?

She's got a new pair of shoe...

Actually, two pairs of new shoes and a new backpack.

You don't think...

Think what?

Yo, you see that new show with the, with the Disney girl,

the teens are crazy, and there's, like,

a baby drug dealer with neck tattoos.

Um, and then the girl has a friend

that does, like, the webcam...

No. The thing...

Not Izzy. I mean, she's-she's... She's not even 18 yet.

She's not an adult. I'm calling her.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Don't-don't do that. Don't do that.

What we're gonna do,

we're gonna do our jobs. Detective McKenna,

we are going to investigate, we will gather intel,

we will build a case, and then bring Izzy in

and put her in the box.

We?

Yes, we. You versus Izzy is like LeBron versus Kawhi.

I'm not missing that shit. So pack all that stuff up

and go back to playing the role of oblivious stepmom.

I am not oblivious.

You didn't know about a sex toy website, so...

Well, who knows about sex toy websites?

Yeah, like, people who have sex.

Not having sex with your husband isn't normal, either.

What? What? Who said that? I didn't say that.

Hey, the boys are waiting for us in the conference room.

Oh, okay. I'll be right there.

Just a second. All right.

Yeah, okay, okay, okay. Great. Thanks.

That was Frost.

And what did she say?

Just updating me on Jen's case. No new leads.

Shocker. What's your problem with Frost?

She's a pit bull.

A pit bull?

Are you shitting me?

A pit bull would've vetted all of Jen's clients

as possible suspects. She didn't do that.

And she took a good run at every one of them.

Every one? Really?

'Cause I know for a fact there's at least

two of Jen's clients whose names

are not listed in that case file.

What did you do, Syd? Doesn't matter what I did.

That woman deleted the names.

She's dirty.

No, she didn't.

She didn't?

I did.

One of those names was Garrison.

The m... The mayor?

And you covered it up?

Don't do that trust issue bullshit with me.

I'm not Warren.

I made sure Garrison was clean.

His name needed to stay off that list.

Oh, it needed to be off the list?

Before you get up on your soapbox,

he wasn't the only one I protected.

Syd Burnett was the other name.

Look, what happened to Jen was-was horrible,

but your obsession with this is-is more than just the case.

I don't think I understand it myself.

Stay away from the case, Syd.

All right, so this is every photo and video

collected at the party before the bomb went off.

I.T. sorted them so that the thumbnails

come up chronologically.

You're gonna hurt yourself.

You don't hear that? The...

No. Listen. The loud... Listen.

No.

Partner, do you hear that loud... noise?

Wait, wait, wait. It's kind of like a muffled smoke alarm?

Yes. No.

I don't hear that. No.

What are we looking at?

We're trying to track the package

from the time it was delivered to the time it went boom.

Wait, wait, can you, um, zoom in on that one?

Yeah.

Move forward a little bit.

Freeze it right there.

Focus on the thumbnails with yellow shirts.

We can see his face on this one.

That's a kid.

That's Dulce's son, Junu.

You don't think Leon

would use his own son to plant a bomb, right?

I don't know.

Who else could he have given it to?

Stop.

Mother Theresa,

making another community relations stop?

Yes, I am.

Hello, pretty lady soldier.

Wow. Your English is getting pretty good.

High five, kiddo.

I got a surprise for you,

but you have to promise to share it with your teacher.

Ibrahim!

Ibrahim.

This is everything.

That's the only footage we have of that package.

Somebody had to have given it to him.

All right, well, we will talk to Dulce and the kid.

Okay, then we'll go pick up Leon.

- Not till after they talk to the kid. - He's right.

I mean, Calloway will be very pissed

if we bring Leon in here with nothing to hold him on.

Nice work, guys. Thank you.

Thank you? I put this whole thing together.

You were just, like, color commentary.

Wh-What? Did you just call me "colored"?

What?

No. No, "color commentary."

It's... Dude, come on, man.

You ready to go, sir? Ready when you are.

Hey, thanks again for the opportunity.

This could really put my little video blog on the map.

Happy to help. I do my job right, we'll give

that millennial crowd a good look at who you really are.

Got to get that millennial vote.

Okay... Patrick.

You're poised to be elected one of the youngest

district attorneys in the history of L.A. County.

Tell us how you got here.

Well, hard work, late nights,

lot of support from my friends and family.

They call you "Mr. Integrity."

That's quite a name to live up to. It is.

To be honest, it makes me a bit uncomfortable.

As hard as I try, I'm-I'm not perfect.

No, none of us are. But that being said,

character and integrity,

you know, it's what I'm about, it's who I am.

Well, they say you're only as good as the people around you.

You know, my old man used to say,

"Birds of a feather flock together."

Yeah, let's talk about that. Your wife,

LAPD Detective Nancy McKenna,

would you call her a person of integrity?

What about your brother-in-law, Nico Perez?

You know, the guy who murdered what I guess

would've been your mother-in-law.

The hell are you doing? He got a pretty generous deal.

What do you know about it? He killed his own mother.

This is done. And he didn't even get one night in jail.

Get out of here. Tom, get him out of here now!

Just answer the question, Patrick. Get that...

You can't take the hard questions? Get that out of my face.

Come on, Mr. Integrity. Thanks for your time. Yeah.

Appreciate it. Get your blog, and go back

to your parents' basement. What's the matter, Patrick? Get off of me!

Get out of here.

Guys, let's just get back to work, huh? Okay?

I'll be right back.

What do you want?

We need your help.

You put a target on Gi's back.

He's dead because of you.

We think the bomb that killed him

was brought into the apartment by your son.

What?

Junu, honey, come here.

Who gave you this package, baby?

Did Ricky give it to you?

No.

Where did you get it?

Tell me. It came from the sky.

Whoa, look at that.

What is it?

Whoa.

Wow.

That's some dark shit, delivering a bomb to kids.

A bomb, a drone? If Leon was gonna kill Choi that way,

why would he even show up at all?

Good question.

Maybe we're looking at this all wrong.

I mean, we don't even have proof that Choi killed Reuben.

Or if Leon and his crew killed Choi.

What if they didn't? SYD: Well, somebody did

- a damn good job of making it look like it did. - Think about it.

The crime in K-Town was at an all-time low three months ago,

then it spiked out of nowhere. What changed?

Maybe the same people are responsible for all of this.

Murdering Reuben, Choi,

I mean, the arsons, burglaries, all of it.

But why? That's what we got to find out.

Thank you. What? No. That's so rude.

It's fine. Both of you.

Lightweight, stable.

Directional charge designed to cause maximum damage

to the person opening the package.

Wire mesh used as a top liner

fragmented into multiple penetrators.

Kinky.

So what does that tell us about the bomb maker?

Definitely wasn't made in someone's garage

with fertilizer and a bunch of crap from Home Depot.

You're looking for a skilled technician.

Have you identified the accelerant?

You know your stuff. You tell me.

Potassium chlorate. Yes.

The smell of chlorine is the dead giveaway.

Very common in Middle East IEDs,

not so much here in the States.

You okay, Detective?

Yeah. Thanks. Let's go.

Thanks, Linda.

You okay? Yeah.

You know, this wasn't Leon

or some kid from the community center.

That was a targeted assassination

by someone with mad skills,

possibly even ex-military.

Well, look who's back.

Perfect timing.

- So you got something? - We do.

Crime map for Koreatown for the last three months.

Serious felonies and a serious uptick

since three months before that.

The crazy thing is, most of the new crimes are unsolved.

No suspects, no arrests.

The clearance rate was so low, the CO of, uh,

Olympic Division lost her command over it.

All right. Right here.

This Koreatown barbecue joint

was firebombed about two months ago.

Arson guys thinks that it was insurance fraud.

The accelerant in this bomb

and the bomb that killed Choi are identical and unique.

Potassium chlorate.

We're always two steps ahead of you guys.

It's just the way it is.

Uh... Wh... Right. Anyway.

The point is, this stuff is not easy to get your hands on.

Okay? And it's never used in commercial arson.

That's the connection we're looking for.

Okay, well, that proves that the same person that smoked Choi

torched the Korean barbecue place.

But what about Reuben?

Got to be the same guy.

Since potassium chlorate is a controlled substance in California,

Homeland Security shares a record of all the purchases

with our intel folks.

So there should be a list

of all potassium chlorate purchases.

Back that up.

Hmm?

Right there.

Blue Slate Industries.

928 South Rampart.

Wait, hang on.

This one on 6th Street.

Same zip code with the same extension, 4569.

There's another one on Vermont.

All right, so we got, what?

Three packages all delivered on the same block.

It has to be the same buyer.

This reminds me of this Nigerian credit card ring that we busted

when I was undercover with Major Crimes.

The bad guys, they were using forged credit cards to buy all this stuff online

and send it to, you know, vacant buildings.

And they were just sitting there, waiting to pick them up.

Okay, you might be onto something,

but our guy could have come from anywhere to pick up the package.

That warehouse complex has been shut down for years.

Maybe our guy didn't have to go that far.

Our suspect's got to be in that warehouse.

Let's go.

Buildings three and four are clear.

Heads up. He's here. We got fire.

Okay.

Hey! LAPD! Stop!

Okay. There! There! Let's go.

Really? It's either that or wait to see if he falls.

Well, what goes up must come down. Come on.

You really put on some LBs. Oh, shut up, bitch.

Where'd he go?

Suspect's on the ground running south towards Rampart.

White guy with a duffel bag. That's all I got.

Watch out, man!

A guy just ran by here.

Where'd he go?

Come on. Help us out.

One of y'all had to have seen him.

Where'd he go?

He was just in front of me!

He couldn't have just vanished.

We lost him.

Aviation and canine came up empty. He bounced.

Whoever that guy is, he is no joke.

I mean, he was out of there in less than two minutes.

And wiped the whole place clean.

Black light, flash paper documents,

USB Killer that fries computers.

That's some real James Bond shit.

Not to mention his ability to just disappear into thin air.

Four of you, and we don't even get a look at his face?

People want answers.

So, somebody please give me some.

Our guy had a plan.

What about our plan?

Followed it by the numbers. Well, that's refreshing.

I mean, he had this whole escape planned out.

He must have rehearsed it a hundred times.

It was like chasing a cyborg.

The guy never slowed down.

So we're looking for a cyborg.

Is that what I'm telling the chief?

No. We're looking for a well-trained hired gun.

So, we think he killed Reuben and then Choi

and has been a... A one-man crime wave

in K-Town for the last few months.

CSU is upstairs tearing the place apart.

Hopefully, they can find something.

Yeah. Let's hope.

Calloway.

I'd like to see you chase him in those Lenny Kravitz boots.

You all right, chief? No, I'm not.

This is a young man's sport, and I have a hole in my ass.

Two!

Come on, man.

I missed my PT.

How do you do PT for your ass?

I need to ice this.

I don't even want to know.

Let me get in this. Hey.

Good to see you. Thank you for...

What do I owe you for wearing that pin?

Means the world to me.

Okay, thanks for the support.

Okay.

Thanks.

You're late. Oh.

Hey. Where'd you get that?

Uh, same place you did.

Izzy, there's reporters and cameras everywhere.

Okay, I'll just get another one. Oh, my gosh.

Where's your dad? Uh...

Probably schmoozing someone. There he is.

Great turnout.

Hey, Patrick.

Hey, Glenn. How are you?

Nice to see you. Thanks for the support.

What do you think of this song?

It's-it's supposed to help with the millennial vote.

You're gonna need a bigger playlist.

Really?

Mm-hmm.

So, uh, the Times, they, um...

Oh. Hey. Hold on.

Yeah... Oh, hi, Liz.

The Times wanted to do a shoot at the house.

I told them I'd check with you.

Oh, uh, d-do I need to be there or...

No. Sure. Whatever.

Okay. Can you drop Izzy off at Letti's?

I got to get back to the office.

There's a problem with the case.

Oh. A-Are you gonna be home late, or...

Could be all night.

Mrs. McKenna, do you have a moment?

Yeah. Hey.

So, how does it feel to be Mrs. Integrity?

Um...

I don't like this.

Yeah, something's not right.

Let's keep it moving.

Let's move it out now.

Wh-What's the holdup here?

Gun!

McCarthy's hit! Hodgins is hit!

Get back in the truck!

Perez, get in there!

Come on, Perez!

Delta 1!

Keep firing!

Taylor's down!

Cover!

Hang in there, man.

I got you. I got you. Stay with me.

Take the shot, Perez!

What was the boy's name?

Ibrahim.

His, um...

His father was...

...killed in a U.S. drone strike.

Innocent civilian or insurgent?

I don't know.

It doesn't matter. His mom...

Hated us.

But...

Ibrahim didn't know how to hate.

You know, he was just like this sweet...

Sweet little kid.

I'd stop and teach him a couple words in English,

and he'd teach me some Arabic.

You speak Arabic?

Oh, I mean, I... You know, I can get by.

The things I learn about you.

He was so witty and smart.

I'd give him, you know, a big piece of chocolate

if he promised to share it with his teacher.

But, I swear to God, the second that boy turned around,

he'd shove the whole thing in his mouth

and just turn back around right away,

this big, like, chocolatey smile on his face.

Oh, that little face.

My squad thought I was crazy,

but I think I just kind of felt like,

if I can change one mind

or open one heart, you know, our time there

wouldn't feel so...

Empty.

That makes perfect sense to me.

Ibrahim's mom,

she never really recovered from...

...when her husband was killed.

McKenna, you don't have to tell me anything.

I know.

I want to.

I've actually never said it out loud before.

We were ambushed, and two...

Two of our guys were killed.

Ibrahim's mom was part of the ambush.

She was wearing a suicide vest.

She just walked right through

the middle of the firefight,

holding Ibrahim's hand.

He tried to run away.

She was...

But she wouldn't let him go.

She wouldn't let him go.

Take the shot, Perez.

Take the shot. Come on.

Perez, go, go, go!

Take the shot, Perez.

Take the damn shot.

Come on, go!

I took the shot, Syd.

I had to.

It was... It was us or them, you know?

His little body just... It blew apart.

It's okay. It's okay.

You did the right thing.

You did exactly what you were supposed to do.

Exactly what you were supposed to do.

And I'm so grateful you are here right now.

I'm grateful you made it home.

It's okay.

That's why I never talk about my...

My EOD or...

Navy Cross or anything.

You know what might cheer you up?

How do you feel about a little illicit activity?

No.

I need a bath and a blunt.

I understand.

So why don't I take you home, G.I. Jane.

Off my car, man.

You need to relax, pal.

Look who it is.

You don't remember me, do you?

Yeah, what I remember from this morning,

I would like to forget.

I get it. It's the beard.

Stress lines. The weight loss.

Eight years inside will do that to a guy.

Nathan Baker.

2011, outside the Macaw Club.

There you go. Attempted murder.

Assault with a deadly weapon. Mm.

No. No.

It was a bar fight

that some pansy-ass politician's kid started

and I finished.

It was self-defense.

You knew that.

I'm not gonna do this right now. I got to go.

See, now you're being rude.

All right, you asked me what I wanted.

Payback.

I want payback.

Get home safe.

Oh, God.

I just need a minute. He's expecting me.

Same old story, right?

Mayor Garrison.

Looking well.

Do I know you?

No, I don't think so.

I'm Detective Syd Burnett.

Is that a merlot?

Smells delicious.

What the hell do you think you're doing?

Mmm.

Jacoby, Meyers, take a walk.

Give us a minute.

What is this about?

We need to talk about Jen Striker.

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