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- My dad used
to take me and Will here

all the time
when we were kids.

It's like the seventh year
in a row

that we've been here
for his birthday.

- I'm honored.

- The bartender, Marco,
he's like 90-something.

He still makes
a great martini,

but he mixes me and Will up
every time he sees us.

- [laughs]
- It's awesome.

- Does Marco know his way
around a whisky sour,

is the question?
- Yes, he does.

- This line is taking forever.

- Yeah, it is.

- Hold on.

- Oh, God.
[muttering]

Dude, it won't fit.

Just badge the valet,
we'll get a trophy spot,

end of story.
- I got this.

- Well, that was the curb.

But, you're adorable.
- [laughs]

I'm not sure
that was a compliment.

- How's that
for a compliment?

- Honestly, I'm not sure
if you meant it.

You kind of phoned it in.

[sentimental music]

♪

- Was the second bottle
of red my bad decision

or your bad decision?

- I'm pretty sure
it was mutual.

- Morning, campers.

Someone's got the Irish flu.

Hailey?
Hold up, come here.

Voight's looking
for you.

About last night.

Class you were supposed
to teach.

You know...

not everyone gets picked
to be a guest instructor

at the academy.

- I got that covered.
Was there a problem?

Did you know Voight
was gonna be there?

- Thanks.

- This is a total Ruzek move,
am I right?

- Oh, God, absolutely.

I think I have some
in my desk.

- Yes, please.

- Hey, Sarge,
you got a sec?

- What's up?

- Um...I just wanted
to talk to you about

what happened last night.
- Everything okay?

- Yeah, just something personal
came up.

- Hm.
Anything of concern?

- No, it was just a dinner.
- Hm.

- I'm really sorry, Sarge.

- 97% of the class still needs
to be trained, you're good.

- Sarge, call came
over the zone.

Home invasion in progress,
Goethe and Stone.

Sounds like the same crew
we've been tracking.

- All right, put us down
responding.

Have patrol hold down
that perimeter, let's go.

[tires screech]

[tense tones]

- All right,
bring me up to speed.

- Neighbors heard a gunshot.

Saw a man from the back
entering the home.

Not sure if anyone's inside.

- Vehicle in the garage?

- Registered
to the homeowners.

- All right,
Kim and I got the back.

You four take the front.
- Copy that.

- Body.

I got a weapon here.

- He's got a pulse.
You guys go, I got this.

- 5021 George,
got a man down inside.

GSW to the chest,
roll an ambo.

We're gonna keep clearing.

♪

[glass shatters]

[tense music]

♪

- [screams]

- Whoa, whoa, wait.
- Go away!

- It's okay, it's okay.

We're the police,
we're the police.

We're here
to help you.

It's okay, put the bat down.

It's okay.
- Gonna keep clearing.

- It's okay.
- [cries]

- Are they gone?

- They're gone,
they're gone.

They're gone, they're gone,
they're gone.

It's okay.
- [cries]

- It's okay.

It's okay.

- [cries]

- Aw, it's okay.

You're safe now,
you're safe.

- [cries]
- It's okay.

[dramatic music]

♪

- Hey, can you guys
give us a sec?

- Thanks, guys.

- Megan, your husband made it
to the hospital.

They're rushing him in
to surgery.

They said his vitals look good.

- We're gonna have
one of our officers

drive you there to meet him.

- Thank you.

- We understand how hard
this must be,

but if you could just try
to tell us what happened.

- I was on my way
to work.

I forgot my phone.

I came back...

parked in our garage.

Next thing you know,
there's a gun at my neck.

And a glove around my mouth.

And a guy demanding I punch in
our security code.

- It was just one person?
- There were two.

A huge guy who was in charge.

Both had--um--those
ski masks over their heads.

The big one pushed me inside,

wanted to know where I
kept my jewelry.

That's when--

that's when my husband
came down the stairs.

He had his gun.

Peter yelled at the guy

to put his down...

but then he just shot him.

Peter had no time to react,

he just collapsed and--
[cries]

- It's okay, take your time.

- The other one started
screaming "No, no."

I guess he got nervous.

I went to my husband,

but the big one grabbed me.

Pulled me off
of him, punched me.

He pushed me to the safe
up in Peter's office.

I gave him the code.

They took everything,
ran out fast.

I was frozen.

I didn't know if they were
still in the house.

I should have gone to Peter.

[cries]
I should have helped him.

♪

- I'll follow up
with her at Med,

see what else I can pull.

- She mention
how these guys talk?

Any accents?
- Nothing that stood out.

- We're thinking
it's the same crew

from the first two houses.

A big hot-head
that's in charge,

and a quiet one
who takes his orders.

- And the hot-head
did the shooting?

- Yeah, the other guy
had a gun,

but he didn't use it.

- So the neighbors say
that she saw an offender

jump in an empty silver BMW.

Didn't catch the tags,
but I'm checking all

the hot sheets
for stolen Beamers ASAP.

- I'm gonna check PODs

and private security
in the area.

- Good. The timing between
hits is getting shorter.

I mean, that's
the second one this week.

These pricks are starting

to think they own this
neighborhood.

- So, the witness was spot on
about the BMW.

These are the best shots

that we got
from the doorbell cam.

The small offender

gets away with a bag
of stolen goods.

The other offender
hops in this car

and the tags come back
to a recent stolen

from Lake Forest.

It's a dead end after that,
my friends.

- Well, we got an inventory
of what was stolen?

- Well, it was insured,
so list is pretty detailed.

They mostly got Megan's
jewelry--

Peter Harper's another story.

They got his Submariner Rolex.

Diamond bezel and lugs.

- That's at least 50 dimes.

- Maybe those guys knew
about the Rolex.

You know, maybe these hits
aren't random.

Every place that's been hit

has had a safe
and specific valuables.

These guys are obviously
doing their homework.

So if we figure out how,
maybe we can catch them.

- Check out some POD footage
I've been looking at.

So, this is our Beamer.

Plates are confirmed,
you can't see the occupants.

And this is I90, 11:17 a.m.

It's 25 minutes
after the Harper robbery.

The Beamer gets off
at West Lawn, heads south.

Now...
there's three pawn shops,

and a couple of thrift stores

within one mile radius
of that exit.

I don't think
that's a coincidence.

- Yeah, check it out.

All right, divide and conquer.

- Oh, break in the case.

Burgess found
a vintage Moon Dreamer doll

for Makayla at
Mickey's Second-Hand Gift Shop.

- I hated those dolls.

She say anything else--
anything helpful?

- Nope, she's 0 for 2.

- Oh, it's better than us,
what are we?

0 for 4?
- 5.

- Hey.
Chicago PD.

- Jeff Tolan.
Business or pleasure?

- Business.
We're chasing a robbery.

We need to see
your inventory books.

- No, nothing's come my way
or I would have reported it.

Two years ago, I had a punk
come in trying to move

these fake American Buffalo
gold pieces.

We worked with
Detective Borkowski.

Out of area north.

Do you know Borkowski?
'Cause the guy's a mensch.

Hey, do you like rare coins?

- Okay.

Has anyone come in
trying to sell this?

- That's a Rolex Submariner.

I would stab a guy
for one of those.

I'm kidding,
no I haven't seen it.

- All right, look,
we're looking

for a two-man robbery crew.

One guy's taller,
the other guy's shorter.

They're driving a BMW.

- A silver BMW?

- Yeah.

- When I went
to get coffee this morning,

I saw this dope silver Beamer
parked right in front.

I think I saw two guys inside.

- Hey, Blaster, do me a favor.
Hang that Strat and shut up.

- Wait, what's your name?
- Tom.

Everyone calls me Blaster.

- What time you see
the Beamer?

- Around 11:30.

That's usually
when I go get coffee.

That's when my girl,
Melissa, starts her shift

over at Java on Rose.

- You remember anything else
about the car?

- Just that
it wasn't mine.

- If anything else comes up,
let us know.

- Is it just me,
or was Tolan

a little too nervous
about that silver BMW?

- Nervous, defensive, paranoid.

All the above.

Okay, come on, here we go.

Jeff Tolan has a nice little
sheet.

Two felony thefts,

and he's out on a one year
parole for a distro charge.

- He forgot to mention that.
- Mm-hmm.

Let's see what else...

He...

used to own a jewelry store
on Maxwell, went bankrupt.

Two divorces, child care
and alimony.

- Sounds like a guy in need
of some quick cash.

- And there he is.

- Okay, Tolan, let's see
if you're stupid enough

to take us to your partners.

[tense tones]

♪

- Sarge, we've got eyes
on our possible fence,

Jeff Tolan.

He just parked
at the old Shawnville Mall,

could be a meet.
- Do your thing.

Keep me posted.
- Copy that.

- What the hell
is he doing?

- Put your hands
in the air, don't move.

- It's okay.

It's okay, I come in peace.

I want to help, I know
the guys that you want.

All right?
But they're watching me.

I gotta be careful.

Can you get me out of here now?

Please?

.

- Thank you.
All right,

a couple weeks ago,
a guy named RJ approached me.

He's a big white dude.
He did all the talking.

He had a teenager with him,
this Mexican kid.

The kid hung on his every word.
Very obedient.

- I can't imagine they're there
to hock a guitar.

- They wanted
to unload ruby earrings.

I'm talking high line,
pure, vibrant red primo stones

set in 18-karat white gold.

- Like these?

- Yeah.
- Those were stolen

from a Gold Coast home
three weeks ago.

Last house these guys hit,
they shot the husband

and brutally beat the wife.

- Well, I'm aware
of that now.

I wasn't at the time.

- Okay, did you move
the rubies?

- Yeah, they were worth
75k.

I had a buyer in New York
that wired me the money.

- And RJ showed up
this morning?

- With your Rolex.
I took a photo of it.

And I'm supposed
to be shopping a buyer.

Look, we have a meet scheduled
for tomorrow at noon.

Here's what I'm thinking.

I'm thinking...
you guys wire me up.

We catch the exchange.
Win-win, right?

You get a high profile bust,

and I can pick up my kids
from school.

- And in the meantime,
we wipe your felony charge?

You know, I spoke
with Detective Borkowski.

His memory of you isn't as fond
as yours is of him.

He says your fingers
are stickier than

the burglars trying
to move the merch.

Anything you want
to tell us, Jeff?

- Come on, man,
you want our help?

Just come clean,
you screw these guys over?

- Maybe a smidge.

The New York guy wired me 60,
I said it was 50,

and I gave them their cut
from that.

[phone vibrates]

It's an email from RJ.

The meet's still on
for tomorrow.

- Why is he messaging you?
- That he changed the location.

- Has he changed
the location before?

- No.

- From where to where,
tell us exactly.

- Where was
the original meet set?

- The Bean, Millennium Park.
It's crowded.

- Now, RJ wants
to meet Tolan

under lower Canal
off Cabrini Street.

- Okay.

- From high pedestrian traffic
to desolate.

The place screams hit.

And there's no way
we can stay close enough.

It's a surveillance nightmare.

- Tolan's been skimming
from the top,

stealing from them.

This could be payback.
- Okay, so...

What's the play?

- It's too risky,
and there's too many variables.

We should hold him,
and chase other leads.

- Hailey?

- It's the safest bet.

If things go south,
we're picking up a body.

- Sarge.

Our home invasion
just upgraded to murder.

Peter Harper just flatlined
at Med.

[tense music]

- Well we don't have time
to play it safe.

We're using Tolan as bait.

♪

- Okay, Tolan.

This is gonna record
everything.

So keep this in sight.

- No wires?
- No wires.

- [exhales]

- You okay?
- Yeah.

Except for this, um...

this white car, yeah.

- What white car?
- There was a white car

that was circling my house
last night--like a few times.

And... I couldn't see inside.

Look, you don't think RJ's
setting me up, do you?

I-it's normal
to change a meet, right?

- Based on my experience,

people don't usually kill
people that are about

to give them a lot of money.

- Well, yeah, unless they think
you're ripping them off.

- We're gonna be right there.

You'll be fine.

Okay?
- Yeah.

[sighs]

[suspenseful music]

♪

- I've got
a good signal.

- Same here, Sarge,
everything's quiet.

- Copy.
Jay, you set?

- Yeah, I'm good.
- Copy.

It's supposed
to go down in two minutes.

- You think
we'd be doing all this

if the crew was
hitting Englewood?

- [clicks tongue]
No.

- Sarge, I got a white van
slow rolling my way.

Both occupants
are looking around.

- I got tags.

- 5021 Eddie,
run Illinois plates for me.

Young David Henry, 842.

- Sarge, the passenger's
holding something shiny.

Looks like a weapon,
we got to move in.

- Wait, Jake,
we're running plates.

- All right, I'm just gonna
get closer for a better eye.

- Jay, are you sure you saw
a weapon?

- I got a white car
going towards Tolan,

and Tolan said he saw
a white vehicle

circling his house, too.

- He said he saw a car,
this is a van.

- If we don't move in
and we're wrong, he's dead.

- I'm moving in.
- Hailey, stand down.

Let the van pass,
we're running the plate.

[dramatic music]

♪

- Chicago P.D.,
get your hands up.

- Keep your eyes on me.

Keep your hands
where I can see them.

- What the hell is this?

[tense music]

What are you doing here?

- Looking for our job site
on Cortez Street.

- That's a block over.

- Told you.

- Stand down,
it's a negative.

[suspenseful music]

Have a nice day.

- This thing's gone
from bad to worse.

His cover's blown,
R.J. saw the police activity.

- It's my bad, really.
I, uh--I saw what I saw,

and based on what we know
about Tolan,

I just didn't think
we had a choice.

- All right, I get it.

We'll find another way.
- Okay.

- Hailey, hold up.

What happened?

You scared them off.

We had time
to make those plates

before you moved on that van.

- I had the better eye.

You said go with your gut,

I went with my--
- Yeah, I said gut.

I said gut, not heart.

- What does that mean?

- I have zero interest
in having this conversation,

but here we are, so here I go.

You and Jay, are you a thing?

- Does it matter?

- If it affects how you police,
it matters.

It sure as hell matters.

- It was the right move.

We made the right call, Sarge.

.

- What if Voight
was right?

What if I did take
your side because of us?

- I got nothing
but respect for Voight.

But, Hailey,
he's out of line here.

I made a judgment call,
you backed me up.

And we've been working that way
for years now.

- I don't know...

I moved on instinct,
I don't know what instinct.

- I'm gonna talk
to Voight in the morning.

- No.

Let's keep our personal life
private.

- He's the one that
went there first, Hailey.

- I know, I get it.

But...

look, this whole work
relationship thing is...

a little bit confusing for me.

So maybe...

we just need
to set better boundaries.

So no more coming
into work at the same time.

No more physical contact
in the bullpen.

- Okay.

- I'm sorry.

- I get it.

It's okay.

- Morning.

You're here early.
- Oh, look who's talking.

- Insomnia kicked in,
insomnia won, so here I am.

Hey listen, about yesterday.

[knocks on table]
I would have made

the exact same call, okay?

Don't beat yourself up,
we're gonna get these guys.

- Thanks, Ruz.

- Morning.
- Morning.

- Hey, hey Sarge.

Hey guys, actually, I think
I have something.

So I've been digging into
the victims

of the robberies
and I think I found a nexus.

- Okay.

- The Rainers, Ellis Newton,
Megan and Peter Harper--

they're all members
of the Riverside Athletic Club.

- That makes sense,
that place is really expensive.

- 50 Gs just to get
in the front door.

- Yeah, so maybe someone
who works there

is helping find targets.
- Chase it.

You and Jake
talk to the victims,

see if they remember someone
from the club.

- How long have
you been members?

- Six years?

You really think
an employee did this?

- Yeah, it's possible.

When's the last time
you or Peter was at the club?

- Two days ago,
and we were there all the time.

- Units in the 18th District,

we're getting calls
of a woman being forced

into a home
at 1433 East Scott.

Now called in shots fired,
same address.

- 5021 George,
hold us down responding.

We're three blocks out.

I'm so sorry,
you guys stay safe.

- Sarge,
we got another shooting

in the Gold Coast,
we're headed there now.

- On route,
headed your way.

[tires screech]

[suspenseful music]

♪

- 5021 George,
on scene.

We're going in.

[tense tones]

♪

[gunshots]

- 5021 Henry, 10-1, 10-1!

Shots fired at the police.

Gunmen fleeing
out the back--I got her.

- All right, Hailey,
we're coming around.

We got it.

- You okay?

I got you, it's okay.

I got you.

- No, no, no. no.

[car horn]
- Get out of the way!

[suspenseful music]

- Stop!

Come on, man,
get your hands up.

Don't do it, don't do it.

Damn, it's locked.

- 5021 David,
I got an offender

going westbound down a gangway.

He's shedding his clothes
from a green jacket

to a blue T-shirt,
he just hit the streets.

He's going southbound and
he's armed--I need units.

- All right,
I lost the car.

I need to put a BOLO out

for a white Chrysler,
Illinois tags.

Nora 4 Eddie 244

last seen fleeing
westbound down Division.

- They hit the safe.

- We've got a body.

[tense music]

♪

- Anything
on the Chrysler?

- Patrol just found
it abandoned in Navy Pier.

It was stolen.

This is all the same M.O.
as the other robberies.

They forced the housekeeper
inside

and they got into the safe.

- What's the boy's name?

- Paul Sinclair.

Patrol's outside talking
to the parents now.

They were supposed
to be out of town.

Offenders must have known that.

Explains why they were
so brazen.

But, Paul wasn't feeling well.

Parents went to work,

Paul stayed home from school.

This should have never gone
this far.

- You're damn right.

- Sarge.

[phone pings]

[suspenseful music]

♪

[phone pings]

- This is
Detective Hailey Upton.

I need an immediate impound
order on a vehicle.

All right,
it's a bit of a Hail Mary.

But we were able to ID
both offenders.

We've put out active warrants,
and an All-Call broadcast.

So far, nothing.

This is Miguel Almonte.

He left his prints
on a Mercedes

when Atwater was chasing him.

Kid's had a rough life.

Dad's in prison,
Mom died in a car accident.

He's been in and out
of the juvie system ever since.

He's a lost soul looking for
a home and a father figure.

- Right. We think that
he might have found

found that father figure
in this guy.

Meet Robert James Riggs,
a.k.a. RJ.

I sent this photo over
to Tolan.

He confirmed this is the guy
he's been dealing with.

- RJ bailed Miguel out
of jail last year

when Miguel got pinched
for shoplifting.

- RJ grew up poor
in the Bronx.

He's got an impressive sheet.

Assault and two armed robberies
in New York--

he was into banks then.

But he paired up
with a teenager back then, too.

Kid was shot and nearly killed
by the police in a bust.

He did five years in Attica,
was released two years ago,

and has since made his way
to Chicago.

- Okay,
so why Chicago?

- Unclear.

- So, a Bronx career criminal
and an inner city foster kid.

How do they cross?
- Right.

We think that Miguel used
to live with RJ.

RJ's LKA is from a year ago
in Oak Park.

Another family lives there now.

- So we may have something.

Miguel's previous conviction
was to do

one year community service
at an animal shelter.

So he completed that
six months ago,

but according
to the supervisor,

he still goes there
every Wednesday,

including last week.
- Well today's Wednesday.

- All right, you two
head over there right now.

Sit on it--meanwhile,

remember, RJ's gotta find
a new fence.

Let's work that angle too.

Good work.

- What else did Voight say?

- What are you talking about?

- I saw you guys talking
at the Sinclair house.

Just wanted
to know what you said.

- We were talking about
the case.

I don't want
to do this right now, Jay.

There's Miguel.

[car horn]

- Hey!

Chicago P.D., stop!

[tense music]

♪

Police!

Keep your hands
where I can see them.

Come out nice and slow.

Crawl to me, nice and slow.

- Let's go.

- Get up.

- [grunts]

I didn't do nothing.

Please.

- I find that hard
to believe.

[tense music]

♪

.

- Thank you sir,
I appreciate it.

Is that man I knocked over
all right?

- Yeah.

Yeah, he's fine.

But he's the least of your
problems right now, Miguel.

When's the last time
you saw him?

- I don't know,
six months ago maybe.

- Miguel, don't play
it this way, man.

I'm your lifeline, okay?

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

- Talkin' about this.
Those are your fingerprints.

That's proof you've
been robbing houses.

That little boy
was murdered, Miguel.

- I didn't do that.

- Well, it doesn't matter you
didn't shoot him.

That's a felony murder.

If you don't help us,
you're going to prison

for the rest of your life.

- I can't help you.

- Loyalty is honorable,
but--

- Do you know
what a tinner's hammer is?

- No.

- It's a small hammer,
got a square head.

It's used to shape sheet metal.

My stepdad is a carpenter.

It's what he liked
to beat me with

because it left small bruises.

So I ran away.

I slept in dumpsters
to stay warm.

I got my food
at a homeless shelter and RJ--

RJ was one of those volunteers

who comes in
and hands out food.

He took me in,
he saved my life.

I owe him everything.

So I won't turn him in,
no way.

- Did RJ ever tell you
about a boy named

Jose Subero?

- No.

- RJ and Jose used to rob
banks together in New York.

RJ left him bleeding out
after a botched robbery.

And he nearly died.

RJ is a user.
He exploits desperate kids.

He sucks them into his crimes,

he tosses them away like trash.

- You're wrong.

- Oh, he might actually care
about you.

But it doesn't matter.

Sooner or later,
he's gonna ruin you.

Look at where you are.

You walk away from him now,

I promise you
we're gonna get you a deal.

[tense music]

♪

Tell us where he is.
Is he still in Chicago?

- I'm sorry
that boy died.

I really am.

But I can't help you.

- This kid's not gonna break.

Our strongest connection
is still

the Riverside Athletic Club.

Sinclairs were members there,
too.

You think that's just
a coincidence?

- Keep chasing it.

- Hey.

- Hi.
- I'm working late too.

Midnight Desk Sergeant
called in sick.

We're thinking
of takeout downstairs.

You in?
- Nah, I'm all right.

Thanks, Trudy.
- You're coming in early

and staying extra late,
what's going on?

- Working this
home invasion crew.

- I got eyes and ears.

You think you're
in the dog house with Voight,

and you're working twice as
hard to prove yourself.

- You know any other way?

- Sometimes you gotta know
when to go home.

- Thanks, Trudy.

- More importantly,
we're thinking Italian.

Where'd you guys go
the other night?

- Gene & Georgetti's.

- Eh, that's gonna take
too long.

They're crowded now.

- Yeah, valet took forever.

- What?

- Maybe RJ worked valet
at the Riverside Country Club.

- Maybe.

- Yeah, they subcontract
their valet.

Yeah, this is
Detective Hailey Upton

with the
Chicago Police Department.

I need to speak with
management.

I'm looking for one
of your employees--

or former employees--
Robert Riggs.

Great, uh--do you have
an address?

Or last known address?

Yep, go ahead.

344 West Owens.

Thank you so much, yep.

- Here we go,
344 West Owens.

Owned by Louise Wolfson.

There's a Cook County
Death Certificate attached.

She died two months ago.
House is sitting there vacant.

- Thanks, Trudy.

Jay, call me, I got a lead
on RJ.

- There's no lights on,

and there's no car in
the driveway, so...

I'd say no one's home.

- Well that's perfect timing,
then.

We do a little sneak and peek,

those windows look easy
to breach.

- Hailey, we don't have enough
for a warrant.

It's not like last time,

there's no exigent
circumstances.

- Right.

Right, okay, so I'll go inside.

Confirm the jewels are inside.
I can say a CI's been in there.

We get a warrant,
we catch a child killer.

- Why do you want this
so bad?

- RJ murdered a little kid.

- And it's horrific,
but Hailey I'm asking you

what's going on with you?

- I'm just trying to
do my job.

It's not that complicated.

- I don't know if
it's about the job,

I think this is about Voight.

- Voight's my boss,
so...

- I love Voight,
but...

getting too close to him,
it can be a problem.

And it usually doesn't
end well.

- Jay, I'm a cop.

Who wants to put a murderer
in prison.

Nothing more.

- Then we get a warrant
and we do it the right way.

- We don't have time
for that.

We wait, he could kill
somebody else.

[tense music]

♪

- I'm not letting you
go in there alone.

- Jay, you don't have
to do this.

[tense tones]

♪

Jay.

We got this prick.

- Come on, let's go.

[suspenseful tones]

♪

[dramatic music]

- You good?
- Yeah, I'm good.

- 5021 George,
10-1, 10-1.

Shots fired
by offender at police.

Offender's fleeing westbound
off Owens.

He's in a gray Audi,
24 Boy Adam 8 Zebra.

He's moving pretty quick now.

Squad, he's taking off on us.

5021 George, he's going left
on the alley off Archer.

- Give me your keys, now.
- Whoa, whoa, whoa.

- Shut up, give me your keys.
- Drop your weapon.

- Back off, now.
- RJ, I will shoot you.

Let her go, now.
- I said back off.

- Let them go.
- Back up, back up!

Back up.
- [cries]

- RJ, just take the car.

You can let them go.
- Stop talking and back up.

[girl crying]

Go on, get in the car.
Get in the car!

[girl crying]

- No one needs
to get hurt, RJ.

- Go to hell.

[gunshot]
- [cries]

- It's okay, it's okay.

- My daughter, my daughter.
- It's okay, it's over now.

It's over.

- 5021 George, shots fired
by the police.

Offender is down. D.O.A.

.

- You guys okay?

- Yeah, Sarge.
- Yeah.

- Mom and daughter?

- Uh, they're in shock
but they're all right.

- You did good,
you saved two lives.

All right, what happened?
How'd it go down?

- I got a lead
on the house.

Called Jay.

We arrived at the residence,

looked empty,
so we got out of the car

to get a closer look.

- You go inside?

- No, we didn't have a warrant.

When we got out of the car,
RJ pulled up.

We exchanged shots,
he got back in his car,

we gave chase,
that's how we ended up here.

- Office involved shooting
in today's climate,

eyes are gonna be
all over this.

So, if there's anything else...

I need to know.

- It was by the book, Sarge.

- Okay.

All right, get some rest.

- Jay.

You don't have to cover for me.

I didn't force you
to go inside.

- What was I going to do?
I was gonna sit there?

While you go inside
by yourself?

You jammed me up.
That's not okay.

[dramatic music]

♪

- Thank you.

Something up,
Hailey?

- Yeah, scene's done
being processed.

So I brought the pack
for your signatures.

- Okay.
- Anything else?

- I'm good.

We got the son-of-a-bitch,
we move on.

It's been a long day.

Go home.
- Um...

Jay and I are together.

Maybe I should have said
something earlier.

Maybe...

it is affecting things.
- Hm.

- I don't want to mess up
the best job I've ever had.

This is the most steady thing
I've had

in my life the last four years.

This job is intense,
and unpredictable.

That's what I love about it.

That's what makes me feel--

- Safe?

- Yeah.

Is that crazy?

- Possibly,

but that's what makes you good
at your job.

- Maybe, um...

- Maybe what?

- Maybe I need
a new partner.

- You and Jay
are a good team,

I'm not splitting that up.

I'll see you tomorrow.

- Yeah, all right.

- Hailey.

Just...

just be careful.

I know you like
to do things your own way.

- What does that mean?

- Means I know you.

We need Jay just the way he is.

[somber music]

♪

.

[wolf howls]