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[mournful organ music playing]

- We got Dre Taylor
and Tug Williams up front.

Both longtime G-Parks
close to Robert Wright.

Not sure about
those guys behind them.

Here we go, Goldie Tatum.

- Really?
- Yeah.

Might as well pay his respects
to Patrice Allen.

See how all the men in hiding
coming out today?

- Yeah, that's 18
on parole so far.

- Uh-huh.
That's a lot of love

for a brother who OD'd
on his own supply.

But that's how you know Wright
ran the G-Parks pretty well.

- Or they're there to show face
and be crowned the next king.

It's all politics, Kev.

- Okay, I hear you over there
being a cynic.

[ringing]

You okay?

- Yeah, it's just
too much caffeine.

- Mm-hmm.

Come on, let's switch it up.

- Listen,
aside from Wright's family,

the majority of
the people there,

they just want what Wright had.

That's it.

- Well, I raise you
it's a little bit of both.

- Mm-hmm.

- Y'all still coming over
for dinner Friday?

Yeah, that's the plan.

Mack wants Jordan
to show her some sort

of marshmallow dessert.

Yeah, that's a classic.

You're gonna have to clean
your microwave a lot, though.

Oh, that's good.

[suspenseful music]

* *

Oh, hell no.

Kev, you okay?

I think my dad is here.

What? Hey.

Hey. You're doing okay.
Let me look.

- He was just over there
by the stairs--look.

Kev, we got a vehicle coming,

high rate of speed,
no front plates.

[gunfire]

[people screaming]

- 50-21 Eddie,
on-view shots fired!

5300 South Ashland.
I got a white SUV--

- Hey!
- Drop your weapon!

- Chicago PD!
- Get down!

- Drop your weapon!
- Drop it!

Drop your weapon!

Damn.

- Everybody okay?
- Anybody shot? Everybody okay?

Hey. Hey, man. Hey.

Drop that weapon, okay?
It's over.

Sir, get down. Get down.

- Y'all get back.
Y'all get back.

- You all right?
- It's okay, man.

It's okay. It's okay.

Anybody hurt? Raise your hand.
We'll get to you.

- Get us those ambos.
- 50-21 David.

I got civilians down,
multiple GSWs.

We need ambos.
We need some help right now.

* *

[indistinct chatter]

[siren wailing]

[apprehensive music]

* *

Was it him?

Yeah, that was him.

Where's the team?

- They're on their way.
Voight's a minute out.

I thought your dad
was on the inside.

When'd he get out?

- Well, he was supposed
to have two years left

on the sentence,
but he was just released

two weeks ago for good
behavior, believe it or not.

Okay, I can contact the IDIC,

get more information,
get an address.

Hmm.

No, we don't gotta do that.

I'm not doing that.

Burgess, I haven't spoken
to that man in over 20 years.

Clearly, he didn't want me
to know he was out.

So we need to work.

So let's work.

Let's work.

* *

- What do we got?
- Not enough.

This thing happened fast.

White SUV rolled up,
opened fire into a crowd.

Six people hit, two DOAs.

G-Parks returned fire,
but no one was hit there.

The names are Patrice Allen,

and this is the pastor
of the church, Martin Frank.

Hmm.

Mm, Allen's
a documented shot-caller.

- Yeah, up-and-comer
with the G-Parks.

He's on the short list
for Wright's seat

at the head of the table.

He took the brunt of the
rounds, which makes us think

he was the intended target.

The pastor just had the bad
luck of standing next to him.

- They didn't have
more security on hand?

- Nothing was supposed
to go off, Sarge.

Gangs cleared it.

There was no threat
of violence prior to.

We do have a partial
on the vehicle,

no idea on the shooter.

Working witnesses,
it's a tough crowd,

but we can probably
pull something together.

Yeah, well, the easy answer is,
it's a power play,

but we don't know for sure,
so let's just work it wide.

Run everyone that was here.

Place was packed
with loved ones, family.

Someone saw that shooter.

Find them.

You know how hard this is?

It's a terrible thing, and I'm
really sorry you were here.

But I do have to ask you,
did you see anything, Demar?

Mm, no.

No.

Okay, what about
the man with the gun?

- No.
- Do you mind?

Thank you. Hey.

Hey.

Young Demar, what's up, man?

Your mama said that
you knew Pastor Frank.

Yeah?

Yeah, he sounds like
he was a real good man.

A lot of people are
telling us that

he was very good to people,
that he loved to help people,

that he was there.

That sound like him to you?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

- He's--he was real nice.

Hmm.

Well, we ain't gonna
lie to you, Demar.

We don't know who did this.

We don't know why.

It doesn't make
that much sense, does it?

Right, and that's why
we need your help.

We need your help, man.

I didn't see who shot him.

Okay.

- But I was with Pastor Frank,
well, before the funeral.

The other guy that got shot
was there too.

Other guy?

Patrice Allen?

Yeah.

He got in a fight with someone.

They were shouting.

And the big guy told him
to watch his back.

A big guy? Okay.

Demar, tell us more
about the big guy.

Ernie Reed, shot caller
for the G-Park Lords,

one of two potential heirs
for Wright's spot

as Universal Elite,
the other being Patrice Allen.

- Demar said he saw
Reed and Allen

arguing before the funeral.

Things got hot.

Reed shouted,
"Watch your back,"

and then he left.

We think Reed circled back?

Or he hired someone to.

Well, without Allen,

Reed knows that
he is next in line.

So maybe they had a shouting
match before the funeral.

Reed gets aggravated.
He's had enough.

He goes home,
picks up his piece,

circles back, takes out Allen.

- Okay, we got online beef,
proof of threats?

No, nothing from gang intel.

- He did four years
in Stateville.

He would not leave
a paper trail.

He's smarter than that.

- Patrol found the abandoned
Durango outside Bedford Park.

We got shell casings?

- No, no,
it was stripped, torched.

There's no VIN, no plates.

So nothing tying it to Reed?

- Well, Reed is a good theory,
but that's all it is.

- It's all circumstantial.
- Mm-hmm.

- Look, we need to put Reed
or his shooter

outside that church.

So keep working the block,
the footage.

- Let's go.
- Mm-hmm.

Anything?

- Not a single angle
sees inside the vehicle.

You got anything?

Nothing yet.

[suspenseful music]

* *

- Adam?
- Hmm?

- What do you know
about Kev's dad?

His dad?

Yeah.

I mean, not much.

You know, he doesn't
really talk about him.

I know he went to prison
when Kev was a kid,

then his mom died
a few years later.

That's why he ended up
raising Jordan and Vanessa.

But you know that.
What's going on?

I'll let you know. Promise.

Okay.

* *

Hey, what's up?

Why we meeting
cloak and dagger?

- I found something
in the footage.

- Found something?
Something like what?

* *

- I know you didn't wanna get
into it with him,

but your dad's a witness.

How do you wanna handle?

* *

.

How long has he been out?

According to IDOC, two weeks.

He's been in a halfway house
in Englewood.

You know the connect?

No.

I have no idea
why he was at that church.

He wasn't involved
in drugs or gangs.

You sure about that?

Not that I remember.

- You know, I never
asked you about your dad

'cause you never
mentioned him to me.

- Well, it's hard to say
what to mention, Sarge.

He was around till I was 12.

He was a real good dad.

And then he made some mistakes
that I'll never understand.

He's been inside,
and I haven't spoke to him

or seen him since.

- You know, it doesn't
have to be you.

I mean, someone else--

someone else from the team
can take this.

Hell, I'll go talk
to him if you want.

- Uh-uh.

No, I'll take it. I got it.

- Okay.
- Okay.

- Kev.
- Huh?

Right.

- You know, it's gotta be
a full statement.

It's gotta be clean.

Team's gonna find out.

Oh, no. They'll know.

- I'ma tell them.
- Mm.

All right.

[music playing faintly]

* *

Kevin?

[apprehensive music]

I just got out.

Sorry for the mess.

How'd you find me?

I'm the police.

I heard that.

- Yeah, that's actually
why I'm here, for the job.

I need to ask you
some questions

about where you were
this morning.

- I'm guessing
you already knew.

- Right, so how do you
know the deceased?

- A friend of a friend.
I didn't know him well.

I'm not involved with all that.

- Mm-hmm.

Okay. Did you see the shooter?

No.

I know there's not the truth.

I just got out.

I'm not looking
for any trouble.

I just wanna move on
with my life.

Okay, I understand that,

but it's not about what
you want right now.

Two people are dead.

I know you saw the shooter.

I need you to cooperate
and look at these.

I can't make an ID for you.

- You were at the funeral
with felons,

and the more cops get involved,

I shouldn't have to tell you
that you're going back

in the penitentiary
on a parole violation.

* *

- I don't know where
you get your info,

but it wasn't any of these men.

Hmm.

The shooter was a kid,
Black, 20s, thin, tight hair.

And he had a messed up ear,
a fighter's ear.

- Black kid with
a fighter's ear.

Okay, we'll go and run that.

I might bring back
some more pictures.

Don't go anywhere.

How are they?

Jordan and Vanessa?

They're fine.

Yeah, we're all fine.

* *

- Lew ID'd that shooter
from the photo array.

Cedric Grimes, 22, staying here
with his girlfriend.

- One more amateur boxer
hooked up with three.

Got a violent sheet,
including an open warrant.

[tense music]

Let's go in quick and quiet.

Okay, we got two open doors.

Getting a closer look.

Copy.

Ready to breach.

- Whoa, we get blood in here.
Hold down the back.

Copy.

Chicago PD. Anybody home?

* *

Clear.

Clear.

Clear.

We got a body.

Boxer's ear.

- That's Grimes.
- Kev.

* *

Move.

I got a baby down here.

- Kev, you're good?
- I'm good.

He's good too.
Come on. You okay.

Hey. You okay.
[baby crying]

I know. I know. Come on.

* *

50-21 David.

Roll the crime lab and a ambo
to 3224 West Racine,

tender-aged child.

Copy that.

The boy?

Grimes's son. No injuries.

He was alone in there
for a long time,

dehydrated, crying out.

His mom?

- We found her fast.
She was at work.

Tell me we have something.

- MAC-10 was handed to us
on a silver platter.

This is the gun that
was used at the church

and to kill Grimes.

- No sign of forced entry.
Grimes probably let him in.

- Grimes was killed
close range,

two to the back of the head.

He was dragged to the tub
and doused in bleach.

- We're gonna get nothing
from forensics.

- Damn forensics.
This is Reed covering his ass.

- Okay, but phone, GPS,
witnesses?

No, we got none of that.

No witnesses, no PODs, no cams.

I tried to get an
exigent Title III

and was told an emphatic no.

- Reed gave us our church
suspect, gave us the gun.

Now he's sitting pretty as the
top man on the South Side.

- All right,
so we're gonna use that angle.

Reed's running the G-Parks now.

He's gonna have to start
getting his product out,

keep the troops happy, or he's
gonna end up getting shot.

I mean, we know how to work
a DTO, so we work it.

We get him on drug conspiracy,
then squeeze him for this.

All right, we know where Reed's
running his product out of?

According to Narcotics,

Rosie's Tire & Auto
outside Woodlawn.

Okay, so we start there.

Let's go.

- It's a damn good place
to run product--quiet,

plenty of cars in and out, easy
to install traps, no cameras.

How'd it go with your dad?

Huh?

About as fine
as it could go, I guess.

- In the ten years
that we've been friends,

you've only really mentioned
that he was in prison,

so I don't really--

I don't know anything
about him, Kev.

Me neither, Burgess.

At least, not anymore.

You never visited him?

- No, he didn't put me
on the list.

- Blue sedan approaching.
- Okay, here we go.

[apprehensive music]

* *

Is that...?

* *

.

[indistinct chatter]

- I saw you at Rosie's Auto
making a car switch.

You said you didn't know
the man at that funeral well,

said you weren't involved
in all of that,

so I hope like hell you got
a damn good explanation

as to what you were doing.

Not out here.

What the hell you and Reed
got going on, man?

I'm not doing what you think.

So you're not moving product?

No.

I drive his kid around.

- How the hell would that man
trust you with his kids?

Reed's paranoid.

He thinks people are gonna come
for him, his kids,

so he has guys like me
driving to school and back.

So you made a car switch?

- Yes, because he makes us
swap them out.

That's all it is.

- That's all it is?
- Yeah.

- You sure about that?
- It's a debt.

G-Parks provided me
protection in prison.

So that's the sort of thing
you wanna pay back

as soon as you get out.

Okay.

I'm bringing you in.

I just told you the truth.

You are involved with Reed,

and you have details
that we need to know.

I don't care if
it's kids or kilos.

You coming in.

- You're really
that angry at me

that you gonna put
your own father back inside?

- Angry? Are you serious?
Do I look angry right now?

I don't got time for that.

[apprehensive music]

I mean, I used to be.

But I had to give that up
a long time ago.

I had to make peace
with you not being here

so I could take care
of Jordan and Vanessa.

So I chose to remember
the man that was good,

the man that raised me,
the one who took me

on the midnight walks.

Remember that?

Right.

I'm not taking you back inside.

I'm bringing you in to talk.
Let's go.

To talk?

Let's go.

* *

- Hey, did a K-9 sniff
on the car

your dad picked up
from the shop.

Didn't hit for drugs.

Kim confirmed
his story on PODs.

He's been dropping
Reed's kid off at school,

so he's telling the truth.

Okay.

- You know, it would be
all right if you were angry.

You wanna take a step back
from the case?

Punch out a locker
or something like that,

you got every right.

- Mm-mm. No, I don't.

Sure, you do.

I know for me, all the times
my pops was gone,

I tried to play it off,
but I was mad as hell.

Yeah.

Well, let me
help you understand

why it's not the same rules.

You know, my dad was there.

And he was good.

Then all of a sudden,
he wasn't.

Fell into every Black
stereotype that a father could,

and it didn't make any sense.

But I can't do the same thing.

Hell, I don't got the luxury
of being angry.

I ain't carrying
that around with me.

I'm good.

Thanks.

All right.

- We can get Lew to give us
access to his cell phone.

We'll get Reed's number,
do mudds and tolls,

and we'll piece it together
from there.

Could lead us to a burner.

- That's more than
we got now,

so just float it to Lew, see if
you can get any more details,

and cut him loose.

Let's use him.

If he was any other lead,

we would squeeze the hell out
of him, use him to get to Reed.

- Well, he's not
any other lead.

- I understand that,
but he's an in.

Look, Kev, if we use him...

There's no turning back
if this thing goes south.

It'll be documented
in our paperwork.

That's your father.

Reed laid down three bodies.

One of them was a man of God

who died on his own
church steps.

The other one was a father
who was killed

in front of his baby boy.

It doesn't have to be
more complicated than that.

I don't think it is.

Lew is an ex-con.

He's knee deep with Reed.

Far as I'm concerned,
he's a damn good lead.

Let's use them.

Okay.

We'll squeeze him.

Have Lew set up
an intro with Reed,

just a meet and greet.

And it can't be you, Kev.

I mean, you were
outside that church.

It's too risky.

You take it.

[tense music]

* *

It'll be fine.

Reed doesn't know me.

He agreed to meet me,
so we good.

* *

Okay, just play it cool.

We got this.

All right, here we go.

* *

So you had to set a meet?

- This is Dante,
a friend of a friend.

His usual men are out,
so he wants to make a purchase.

- So you telling people
my business?

Only that he should meet you.

- Look, what about
"a month and you're gone"?

I'm here now.

Hmm.

Well, what happened to
"I'm gonna pay off my debts

and be all done"?

Come on, Lew.
You ain't in the game.

You never were.

You only went inside
because you took that fall.

So what are we doing here,
Lew, really?

I'm here because I owe him.

Oh, so you owe another man?

- I've been inside
a long time, Reed.

I owe a lot of men.

- But those were
your words, Lew.

You were gonna pay me off,
start over out in Peoria.

Now, call me crazy,
but this ain't starting over.

And it don't make a whole lot
of sense, now, does it?

- Like I said, Reed,
I owe this man.

I ain't sitting here
playing with you, either.

So you can either tell me to
walk, or we can just do this--

- You sure you just
one and done, Lew?

- Hey, I don't want
any part of this.

We can do this nice and easy.

I don't know you.

- Was that you
getting to know me?

Do you even really need to?

- You brought cash?
- Yeah, I brought cash.

Where are you selling?

Humboldt Park, homey.

My guys are out.

How much?

- It's two bricks, bro,
to hold me down.

* *

I'll be in touch.

Get the hell out of my place.

.

- All right,
so we cloned your phone.

As soon as Reed reaches out,
we'll set the deal.

We'll be arresting
both you and Torres,

- make it look nice and clean.
- Yeah.

- Yo, I got him.
Y'all good to go.

Mm-hmm.

- We're upstairs
if you need us.

Yes, ma'am.

So what was Reed talking about

when he said that you weren't
really in the game?

He was talking about nothing.

That was a long time ago.
It doesn't matter.

Ah. Well.

You know, I read the report
when I got on the job.

Armed robbery
with a sawed-off, right?

Yeah.

Then I guess we don't need
to talk about anything.

What do you want from me, huh?

You're asking me questions.

Why?
It's not gonna do nothing but--

[phone buzzing]

That's probably Reed.

- Mm-hmm.

The buy is on.

You should get some rest.

[tense music]

* *

Heads up.

Vehicle approaching
slowly from the east.

Male, Black, behind the wheel.

- It's a negative on Reed.
Anybody got an ID?

Pulling up the index now.

Maybe he's security.

Yo, change of plans.

Reed said he was meeting us.

- He wants a show of sign
of trust first, okay?

You and me are taking
the cash to him.

- Get in.
- No.

- You'll get a text
once everything's okay.

Say where to pick up
the goods, all right?

No, I'm not doing that.

All right. I'm out then.

- You think I'ma let you
walk away with 100 Gs?

Yeah, I do.

I don't know you, homey.

I know him.

- You know Lew, so.
- So what?

So trust.

- Wait, Sarge,
we can't front the money

and let them go alone.

It's Torres' call.

We let it play.

Look, if he fronts it,
we go mobile.

It's 100k in 1505 funds,
so we stay close.

Come on.

Yeah. Okay.

I got it.

* *

- If you think you're
ripping me off--

Yeah, yeah, yeah.

I get the whole story, playboy.

Close my door.

- Vehicle's a red sedan,
Illinois plates.

Lincoln Paul David 924.

We have eyes,
and we'll follow.

- Upton, Ruzek, you stay
on the long follow.

Copy that. We're moving.

Slow, slow, slow.

* *

Are they speeding up?

Whoa.

- Vehicle just took
a sharp right on Kedzie,

high rate of speed.

Vehicle just pulled
into a parking garage.

* *

Where'd they go?

- Let's get eyes.
Let's get eyes.

- All right, let's get eyes,
Burgess.

Where are they?

I don't see them.

Where the hell is he?

We lost eyes.

We lost them
in the parking garage.

Cover the exits
on the south end.

Copy you.

We're pulling to the
south side exit, will cover.

* *

- Oh, there they are.
Right there, right there.

- We got eyes.
We got eyes.

- Mm-hmm. Here they come.

Same plate, same car.

- They must have made a switch.
- They played us.

They made a switch with a dummy
car in the parking garage.

Don't have eyes,
and they're in the wind.

- Copy you.
- Son of a bitch.

* *

.

No sign of Lew or Reed's guy.

I'm gonna do another
sweep of the garage.

- Hey, Kim,
you got a signal on Lew's COH?

- I--I can't get one.

Either it's been turned off,
or he's out of range.

I'm working on pinging
Lew's phone now.

Okay, driver was waiting.

They made that switch
in a small window.

This could be the standard
heat run for these guys.

- Or they ripped us,
ripped Lew.

He could be dead by now.

All right, so pull cams.

Run every plate
in and out of here.

- All right,
kiosk had a camera.

Got an image of Lew
and the other guy

leaving in a black Chrysler.
Got the plates.

Platt's running them right now.

- Okay, we split.
You go south.

Upton will take east.
You're with me. Let's go.

Hailey, change of plans.

- Your Chrysler crossed
on two traffic cams

in the past ten minutes
on 71st Street

and then on 72nd
headed southbound.

Got him. Kev.

- Yeah?
- Lew's COH is back up.

- What?
- I mean, it's on.

I--I can't make out audio,

but the signal
is definitely there.

Sarge, Lew's COH just
came back online.

It's in the area
of 76th and Dressel.

All right, give me your 20s.

- I'm five minutes away.
- We're 90 seconds out.

Just crossed California.

Kim, you and Kev are gonna be
on scene first.

Roll in.

Put eyes up quiet as you can.

- Might have just been
out of range.

Deal could still be on.

Still can't hear anything
on the COH.

[tense music]

- That's Reed's guy
right there.

Sarge, we got a visual on the
black Chrysler and the driver.

No eyes on Lew or Reed. What's
the play?

- Your call.
It feels wrong, move.

- Kev, take a breath.
It could still be a play.

It could still be a play, okay?

- Or Lew could be
getting jacked.

We're moving.

* *

[whistles]

Ay, yo.
We got company out here, bruh.

- Chicago PD!
Put your hands up!

- Turn around! Get them hands up!
- I ain't got nothing on me.

Get down!

Okay.

You got anything
that could hurt me?

Nah.

Reed! Stop the car!

Stop the vehicle!

Hands up.

Turn around.

Hands up.

- Stop! Drop the bag.
- Turn off the engine.

- Turn around, turn around.
Put your hands on the hood.

Turn it off!

And get out of the vehicle now.

Let me see your hands.

Don't look at me.

Come on. Move.

Spread 'em.

- Whoa, we got a runner.
- I got him.

Stop moving.

Put your hands
behind your back.

Hands behind your back now.

Get up.

* *

I got dope.

I don't know that kid.

I ain't never seen him
before in my life.

- Put your hands back on the
hood where I can see them.

[chuckles]

Ain't got nothing
to do with me.

Shut up. Bend over.

I'm just here
to see an old friend.

* *

These things happen.

We lost the signal,
and we had to make a call.

All you had to do was wait.

What the hell were
you guys thinking?

- We was thinking that
you was getting jacked.

Aww.

You shouldn't have.

I handled myself just fine
for the last 20 years.

Bet you did.

I bet.

So what now?

What's all that mean?

- All that means
is that we couldn't

catch him with the dope.

There was no transaction,
so we wait.

And the kid lawyered up quick
'cause he's scared

of getting two holes
in the back of his head.

All we got on Reed
is an unregistered firearm.

That's what that means.

- He'll do less than a year
on that, if that.

I know.

So where does that leave me?

Well...

Far as Reed's concerned,
we were following him.

We arrested you with his guy,
so you should look clean.

I mean, you can go.

Good.

That's a damn shame.

'Cause I was hoping we could
at least have some kind

of conversation first.

[apprehensive music]

* *

I tried for a long-ass time
not to care about this.

I think I'm gonna need
some kind of understanding.

- There's nothing
to understand.

Sure, there is.

There's always something
to understand.

No.

I wasn't a good person.

I'm still not all good.

If you want me to say
that I was...

By myself, I raised them.

So I don't understand
why you feel like

you owe everybody else but me.

- I don't know what
you want from me.

I want the truth.

The truth?

Yes, the truth.

If you got the truth in you,
that's what I need.

The truth.

The truth is...

We weren't doing good.

We never were.

We needed money,

and I found
the wrong way to get it.

You know, I was just a lookout.

But when the police came,
I took it.

I took the rap.

I didn't talk,
didn't give names,

so I went to prison.

* *

Yeah, so what about us?

Us?

You can't just go
to prison and then not expect

for me to wanna see you,
for me to be on the damn list.

You couldn't put me
on the list?

Explain that.

- No one wants their kid
to see him like that.

I didn't want you to.

I wanted you to remember me
different, good.

I wanted you to remember
those midnight walks.

* *

I didn't know another way.

And then it was--

It was too late, son.

* *

You sure about Peoria?

Yeah.

Good as anywhere.

You know, I own a building.

I got an empty unit
you can stay.

I don't deserve that.

You're damn right you don't.

I'm offering it anyway.

* *

[tense music]

* *

[wolf howls]