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I just wanted to make sure
you were okay.

You weren't answering
your phone.

Sorry, I just needed some time.

You did all you could for him.

How about you?

Are you okay?

Jen asked me to leave.

I think my marriage is over.

Sorry, I don't have very much.

Do you want coffee?

Sure.

Time off, huh?

And people say being relentless
is a bad thing.

Hmm.

He will remember.

Someday.

What did Jen say?

Uh, that, um...

I, uh... keep secrets,
that, uh...

she doesn't know me anymore.

She just needs a few days
to cool off.

Nah, she's right.
I don't tell her anything.

Haven't been able to for years.

She doesn't want to know
about a kid our daughter's age

I pulled from a pond
with her... neck sliced open.

Half-eaten by animals.

So I just tell her I'm fine,
you know,

and that I'm just moving up
the ladder and-- you know.

I mean, we talk about,
well, retirement.

Buying a boat.

But I don't want to buy a boat,
and I don't want to retire.

I mean, this is the only thing
that makes any sense to me.

Sometimes I think
that people like us,

we were just
supposed to be alone.

That's not true.

She was Kallie's friend.

How did you know her?

She... helped me
with things.

We were sort of friends.

Bullet would have hated
that photo.

That's the way her folks
want to remember her.

The way they imagined her
to be.

Not the way she was.

I told Bullet this story
about how I used to play

this game with Kallie
when she was little.

I'd close my eyes
and count to five,

and then when I'd open them
she'd still be standing there.

If only it was that easy, huh?

She took care of your daughter.

Tried to protect her
as best she could.

She was like a little pit bull.

She was just a little kid.

They all were.

Sarah.

Hey. Um...

Before you say anything, um...

Hi.

Hi.

I think you're wrong.

I think...
that we can be different.

Stephen?

I'm sorry.

I messed up.

I-I should have told you
about my past.

You're a step up for me.

Okay? And I'm a step down
for you.

I'm-- I'm like
five steps down for you.

And I ju-- I just wanted you
to see the good stuff.

That is what I see.

Answer it.

They're just gonna keep
calling you.

Yeah.
Detective Holder.

Yeah, I'll be there.

All right, just tell him
to wait for me.

Clock never stops.

So...
I'll see you later.

Okay?

Yeah?

Yeah, Stephen.

We had a fight.

It happens.

And for what it's worth,

you're actually
a half-step up...

for me.

You must have been hanging out

with some real losers
before me.

Mm. Lawyers.

Okay. Okay.

Just go do your thing.
All right?

You leaving?

I got too much going on
at home.

I put in my papers
and took my pension.

The guys know yet?

Nah.

I'll give you odds
it'll be two weeks

before they even notice
I'm gone.

Don't get too comfortable
here, Evan.

I spent half my life
in this place.

Just as much a prisoner
as the rest of them.

I think I'll be okay.

Yeah.

You'll do fine.

Good luck.

That's as far
as it came out.

You're late.

I thought you'd be halfway
to Chicago by now.

.45.
Two more in the backseat.

Fire was probably set
yesterday afternoon.

Guy who opened the yard
this morning found it.

Fireman called us
when they found the body.

They don't got
no security here?

Not on Sunday, apparently.

Not sure whether we got a John
or a Jane Doe.

Coroner's en route.

You interview the guy
who called it in?

I thought I'd wait for you.

Oh. So, this is for real then?
Detective Linden.

You're not gonna
peace out on me,

leave me to crime-fight
with jank-ass Jablonski?

Well, you're my ride, so...

I guess you're stuck with me.

Good.

I mean, not that I need you.
But it's good.

You look nice.

I see you changed
your... thingy.

Mm-hmm.

- And shaved. Kind of.
- Yep.

Even got a shower.
Got to keep fresh.

One step at a time.

Damn.
That's a crispy critter.

Let's do some work.

Yeah.

Number 21,
your order is ready.

Chicken sandwich to go.

Are you done?
Can I clear this for you?

You were at the church
this morning.

I'm Kallie's mom.

I should probably
get back to work.

I never had a job
when I was your age.

I was too busy
messing around with boys

and partying.

Plus I had Kallie.

Number 2 combo.

Well... I haven't seen her
in a while, so...

Oh, do you know her?

Yeah. I mean... kind of.

Her and Bullet
were always hanging around.

I'm really sorry
what happened to Bullet.

I'm sorry.

No, no. Hey, hey, look.
It's okay.

I never had
a lot of girlfriends.

I didn't want the competition,
I guess,

but Kallie knew better.

It's good to have girls around.
Remember that.

Okay.

I should probably
get back to work.

You have really pretty hair.

It would look good short, too.
You ever cut it short?

Number 19, your order's up.

No.

You do hair, right?
Kallie told me.

I could...
do your hair sometime.

I mean, like
if you wanted me to.

Could blow it out or cut it
or curl it--

it'd be on me.

Yeah?

Yeah. Anytime.

Number 27, your order's ready.

Thanks.
Maybe I will.

See ya.

Oh! Shh... ohh.

Mnh.

S-sorry,
I-I can come back later.

Stay. I'm leaving.

I was out of my mind.

I put in for a new partner.

Brass put me in with Jablonski.

Guess I have you
to thank for that.

How many solves you think
I'm gonna get

with a guy
who looks like fat Hitler?

Don't think
you're not still a dick.

Deedee's liable to shoot you
in the skull

you ever try to set foot
in our house again.

She called Skinner,
filed a formal complaint.

Wants to call in the damn dogs.

Don't worry.

I talked to them,
told them we were all good.

Guess I'm old school.
Cops don't rat on cops.

You can thank my TO for that.

Thanks.

I'll owe you.

You already do.

Hey.

Packing up?

Yeah, we're... we're taking
the rest of the files

to the DA this afternoon.

He's gonna be formally
charging Joe Mills.

And my, uh...
the chief is talking

about expanding the scope
of my team.

So it looks like I'm gonna be
keeping this office

for a little while.

I'll be cherry-picking
the big cases,

the headline makers.

I'm very happy for you.

Well, I couldn't
have done it without you.

You know, it's funny.
This morning...

I was, um...

I was thinking about
how you used to sing

in the car.

Sing?

Yeah, you used to do it
all the time.

- I never do that.
- Yeah.

Used to sing the same song
for days under your breath.

Used to drive me crazy.

I missed it.

You know?

You don't do it anymore?
You sure?

No, I don't do that anymore.

Oh, man, that's too bad.

- Holder's missing out.
- Hmm.

You know, um...

I'm gonna be at the lake
for the next-- for a few days.

Why don't you cut out early,
pack a bag...

come and join me
for the weekend?

I would love to.

Mm-hmm.

We caught a body...

burned up-- it's gonna be hard
to even get an ID.

Why don't you just give it
to someone else, Sarah?

Use the rest,
use some time by the lake.

I'll build a fire,
get some wine.

Uh, s-sorry.
Collins said you were here.

- So, uh, the coroner's got
something for us. - Mm-hmm.

Okay.

Um, it's our case,
so I should go.

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Maybe
I'll s-see you later.

Yeah.

So, um...

what up with you
and the boss man?

Nothing. What?

Going to the lake?
Making a fire?

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

Oh, come on, Linden.

I mean, I don't got to be
my sleuth par excellence

to see that the cat's got
the hand in the jelly jar.

And it ain't the first time,
neither.

We worked together,
we were partners, and...

And... and... and...

And we...

Oh!

Don't--
don't do that.

Snap!

Don't do that.
Don't look at me like that.

How many times?

One time? Two times?

Three times?
Stop me at anytime, Linden.

Four times?
Five times?

You're such an idiot.

You are a human being.
You're actual flesh and blood.

Aw.

I mean, I'm just as surprised
as you are.

You jealous?

Oh, well played,
Detective Linden.

- Well played.
- Right.

I'm gonna do some work
if that's all right with you.

Do your thing, 1-900.

One...

two...

three...

four...

five...

Sounds good.

Estimated time of death--

sometime yesterday afternoon,
early evening.

Stomach contents
were partially digested.

Gunshot to the head,
point-blank range,

and two to the chest.

Execution style.

.45 could be
a drug murder.

Male, female?

Female,
judging from the pelvis.

I'll need more time
before I can give you her age.

Any prints?

Good luck getting any.
He torched her.

Made sure no prints
are coming off this body.

CSU pulled some partials
from the backseat.

Could be hers.
Do you have anything else?

Well, this is interesting.

He took out all her teeth.
Postmortem.

Never seen anything like it.

Linden.
Her ring finger's missing.

Was it burned off?

No. And lacerations to the bone
are ragged, uneven.

Whatever took the finger off,
it wasn't surgical either.

- Hunting knife?
- Could be.

The bone's partially healed.
This wasn't a new injury.

When did it happen?

- I couldn't be certain.
- Can you guess?

Two weeks ago, tops.

It's the same
ring finger missing.

Cut off two weeks ago?
Just like Angie Gower.

You know her?

Mills was locked up last night.
Couldn't have done it.

She was shot.
It's not his MO.

We know that he cuts them.

And anyway, we don't even know
if it's Angie.

Burnt the body
so we couldn't ID it.

Pulled out her teeth one by one

'cause he didn't want her ID'd.

He tied up the last loose end.

Angie Gower
was a street prostitute.

It's a high-risk
population.

Someone else could have
killed her.

I know you don't believe that.

Joe Mills had the rings.

He killed Bullet
just like the others.

He put her
in the back of his cab.

Who would have known

Mills was our
number-one suspect?

We didn't make it public.

Bullet called headquarters
the night she was killed.

And SPD was all over
that storage unit.

Think about
what you're saying, Holder.

Only a cop could have had access
to our files

and known about Mills.

Only a cop could have found
that storage unit before us.

Planted those trophies.

If our victim's Angie,
and if our guy's a cop,

this case is closed.

Holder, they're-- they're
charging Joe Mills as we speak.

Got to call Skinner.
Tell him to stall.

Do you have any idea
what this is gonna do to him?

To his career, his life?

What do you want to do,
sit on it?

And if you're right,
Joe Mills will probably walk.

- He could be innocent.
- Yeah, but he's not innocent.

He takes girls
into some filthy backroom,

makes them take their
clothes off, and films them.

That don't make him a killer.

What do you want to do,

let the state hang another guy
who didn't do it?

I got the file.
Let's go.

Slim pickings.

Most everything's
with the DA now.

I mean,
I could call Caroline...

We don't tell anybody
until we're sure.

Gonna take a look at those
anytime soon?

Victims' names and addresses...

time line from the coroner.

Most of this stuff
is about Joe Mills.

Find Kallie's ring
in that storage facility?

No.

Who was the first victim?

Why?

Angie said he put her
in the backseat.

Watched her
through the rearview.

You know, made her feel
like a prisoner.

Or...

like a criminal in
the backseat of a cop car.

Maybe that's how it started--
with an arrest.

That's why he puts them
in the backseat.

He's-- he's chasing
that first kill.

You gonna try to help me
with this or not?

Who's the first victim?

Brigitte Delahanty.
Killed early June 2009.

What's the address?

She stopped talking
to me, stopped coming home.

She changed.

It was the drugs.

She was like a monster
when she was high.

She would get violent,
steal things...

forge checks.

I couldn't have her
in the house with my son.

I thought you caught the guy.

We're just following up
before the case goes to trial.

Was Brigitte ever arrested?

Yeah.
Sure. A few times.

Possession, solicitation--
you name it.

She even solicited
an undercover police officer.

- Do you have a name for that officer?
- No.

Look, it was
a long time ago, okay?

Is this important
for the trial?

The DA is just
trying to anticipate

anything that could come up.

She was doing better, you know?

Then she just took off again.

I'm sorry for your loss.

That's it?

Yeah, like I said,
we're just following up.

Thank you for your time,
Mr. Delahanty.

We'll be in touch.

You think they're gonna ask
for the death penalty?

- Probably.
- I hope so.

I want to be there
when they do it.

Thank you again for your time.

If anything comes up,
here's my card.

Feel free to call me anytime
at this number.

Linden.

- You know Carl?
- How do you know him?

Oh, he used to live next door.

He, uh, moved
after Brigitte disappeared.

He's the one that got her
in the Junior Officers program.

She said she wanted to be a cop.

He, uh... he came to tell us
they had identified her body.

Meant a lot
that he remembered her.

Reddick never once mentioned
he knew one of the victims.

He knows we have Joe Mills.

If he's our guy,
he's gonna get away with it.

Why would he risk
killing Angie Gower?

'Cause she could ID him.

Maybe she saw him
at the hospital.

I mean, it could explain
why she bolted.

Bullet called SPD
the night she got killed,

and Reddick took that message.

Okay.

He introduces Brigitte
to the Junior Officers.

He sees her all the time
in the program,

in the neighborhood.

He gets to know her,
and then what?

Why does he kill her?

I mean, I know this guy.

Worked with him for a year.

It doesn't explain
Trisha Seward.

What?

The killer was never
after Trisha.

Unlock the car.

Do you have a map in here?

Yeah, in the glove box.

Okay.

Seward built his kid
a tree house.

He was staying
in public housing here.

- So what? - So, there's-- there's no
parks anywhere near that complex.

There's no trees.
Look.

The nearest trees
to Seward's apartment--

here.

That's where the bodies
were buried.

Damn.

Hey. How much longer
we got to be out here?

Anyway, it's over a mile from
here to the kid's apartment.

Trisha and Ray
used to fight all the time.

There were dozens
of domestic-abuse calls.

Adrian slept in a closet.
He was lonely, scared.

Still, a mile is a long way
for a little kid.

In my first foster home,

the lady used to cry
all day long every day.

I'd wait until
I couldn't stand it anymore,

until I thought
that I was gonna explode

if I stayed another minute.

And then I'd run.
Every couple days I'd run.

And they would find me
and they would bring me back,

and then I would run again.

Adrian's a runner, too.

What the hell you doing?

Ohh!

Hey, you're gonna break
your damn neck.

He built Adrian
a tree house in the woods.

Trisha Seward was killed
December 26th.

These trees
would have been bare.

So what?

Go to the edge of the pond.

They saw each other.

He wasn't coming to the
apartment to kill Trisha.

He was coming to kill Adrian.