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Good to see you again.

Are we all set?

Were you able to, uh...
- Yeah.

It all worked out.

That's good news.

I couldn't tell if you were
able to pull it off or not.

You know, you're not very
specific in your text messages.

Wanna see it?

Yeah.

All right.

- Looks good.
- As good as it gets.

I'll grab the money.
We'll get this thing done.

We'll be out of here.
- All right.

It's all here, my man.

10 grand. You feel
free to count that.

I would not be
offended in the least.

Hey, what's this?

- Good morning.
- Hey.

The victim's name is James Sun.

He took two to the chest.

Yeah, no gunshot
residue, though,

so the shooter wasn't
at close range.

The federal government
owns all this?

That's what they tell me.

- Any witnesses?
- No.

We're still canvassing,
but it's pretty empty

around here, so don't
get your hopes up.

Right.

Nice watch.

Wallet and phone were
on his person as well.

Anything else we need to know?

Yeah, Sun was an employee
of the United States Army.

He's dead?

Someone shot him?

Yes.

That's a shame.

James was a good
man, worked hard.

We're sorry for your loss.

You know what happened?

Why he got shot?

No. We're still investigating.

Okay, were you aware
of anything unusual,

altercations or arguments?

No.

But the last few
months, he did seem

to lose his interest in the job.

Got a little bitter.

Why is that?

He was passed over
for a promotion,

and he took it really hard.

I tried to talk him down,

but he put in his
paper six days ago.

His retirement would have
been effective next week.

What sort of work did he do?

He was an 89 Bravo,

ammunition specialist.

He got a hit on this tarp.

Explosives?

Dog's alerting, so yeah.

So an ammunition
specialist gets shot

in an industrial park,

and a bomb dog alerts
on his empty truck?

Maybe James Sun was
selling the explosives.

Customer didn't wanna pay,
so he shot Sun in the chest.

All right, so the lab
is running more tests

on the tarp to determine
what type of explosives

may have been stolen.

But our main focus right now
is Mr. Sun's phone and laptop.

So who has he been
chatting with?

Have we figured out
who's on the other side

of this unholy transaction?

It looks like Sun was
active on WhatsApp.

Yep. Okay.

Lots of chatter about perfume

guessing that's code
for the explosives.

Very, very good, Kelly,
but we need more.

We need names.

So if Mr. Sun is the perfumer,
who is the cognoscenti?

I have no idea what that means.

We can't get any user
info without a warrant.

We can definitely
trace the IP address.

Okay, the IP address
comes back to somebody

named Clinton Payne.

Uh-huh. Eyes up, people.

Clinton Payne, 34 years old.

He's got a long list of priors,
dating back almost 20 years.

Most serious offense
appears to be armed robbery.

Did three years at Fishkill,
was released 11 months ago.

Okay, anything else?

Anything that speaks
to use of explosives,

acts of terrorism?

- Nothing obvious.
- Hmm.

But he's still on probation
for armed robbery.

Okay, that means we
can search his property

without a warrant.

Get his address and get
it over to the team.

Clayton Payne! FBI!

Open up.

Federal agents!

Kitchen's clear!

Shots fired, upstairs.

Are you guys okay?

Yeah, no, we're good.

We're gonna press
him. Stay out back.

Copy that.

Clinton Payne, come
out with your hands up.

Go.

Clinton Payne,
you're under arrest.

Things aren't looking too
good for you, Clinton.

The ammo we found in your
house is the same caliber

as the ammo used
to kill James Sun.

I'm sure your gun's
a perfect match too.

Hey, we found RDX
powder in the basement.

Wow.

Things are looking
even worse for you now.

That means you're looking
down a life sentence or worse.

So I would start talking

and tell us who
you're working with.

I'll talk.

I want a deal first, in writing.

Yeah, that's not how this works.

Well, then I ain't talking.

You really wanna play this out?

Take it to court, put your
life in the hands of some judge

chomping at the bit
to make an example

out of some idiot like you?

I want a lawyer.

If you confess to
killing James Sun

and give us information that
leads to another arrest,

I will put in a good word

with the U.S. Attorney's Office.

A good word?

It's the best I got.

What does that even mean?

It means that you
have a chance to be

a free man someday... a chance.

And considering
what you have done,

that is the break of a lifetime.

Okay.

I'll cooperate, but
you gotta promise

to help in writing.

Why don't you start talking?

And if it is interesting,
I'll consider it.

So start talking now.

So I knew that guy
Sun from this bar

I go to in Astoria,

and I knew he made bombs and
stuff for the army and...

Did you kill him?

Yeah, but I-I didn't want to.

It... he wanted 10
grand for the RDX,

and I couldn't come up
with the money, so...

Why did you purchase the RDX?

What was your intent?
- I was gonna sell it.

- To whom?
- I don't know.

You were just gonna walk
around town and hope

to find someone interested in
buying an illegal explosive?

No. I had somebody in mind.

I just didn't know him.

I met him on the
web in a chat room,

and dude said he was looking
for RDX, a lot of it.

So that's how this whole
thing ended up happening.

He was offering a lot of
money too... 20 grand.

What else did you know
about this potential buyer?

Zero.

Like I said, he was
looking for RDX,

enough to blow up a city
block is what he said.

You didn't know his name,

what he looked like,
where he lived?

No, no. I never met him.

All right, I'm gonna
go grab a laptop,

and you are gonna get back
in that stupid chat room,

and you're gonna set up a
meeting for later today.

Do you understand?

Payne is supposed to be meeting
his potential buyer for the RDX

at 3:30 p.m. at a
dive bar in Harlem.

Since Payne never
actually met this guy,

we want you two to go under,
see what you can find.

Sounds good.

All right, Scola, you
will be posing as Payne.

Tiff, you'll pose as the broker,

the one who's been
searching the dark web,

looking for potential buyers.

For now, the goal is simple.

Elicit as much
information as possible.

Who is this guy working with?

And what does he plan to
do with the explosives?

Use the RDX as bait.

Let him know you have it,

but you need to get
to know him first,

understand who
you're dealing with,

that type of thing.

Nice to finally meet you.

Yes.

Nice to meet you as well.

And your friend?

My name is Tiffany.

What about you?
What's your name?

Call me whatever you want.

I'd rather call you what
your mother calls you.

My mother's dead.

Look, we just wanted to get
to know you a little bit.

As the sellers, we got
some homework to do,

make sure you are
who you say you are.

I never said who I am.

I just said what I want.

So how about we move on?

Talk about something else.

Let's get a screenshot
of this guy.

Run it through facial rec.

Got a hit. Amida Sonogo.

There's not much
information on this guy.

Yeah. Yolanda, dig in.

I need to know what
you have on Mr. Sonogo.

I'm on it.

I got something.

Sonogo was born in
Saylac, Somalia.

He moved here seven years ago,

no priors, but does have
ties to senior members

of al-Shabaab in New
York and Somalia.

Look, Scola and I have
a meeting with Amida

tomorrow to do the deal.

Now that we know
he's al-Shabaab,

why don't we play it out?

Use Amida to track down
the big boss, Hakim?

Yeah, that's what I
was thinking as well,

but it looks like he fled to
Africa after the bus bombing.

And killing Hobbs, of course.

I mean, are we sure?

I can't guarantee it, of course.

Okay, but... but you
can't be certain, right?

Whether they are or
aren't doesn't matter.

We need to assume
that it's true.

So for now, Hakim
is not in play.

But if we take down Amida,
we can flip him later.

We tried that before.

I mean, these al-Shabaab
dudes, they don't roll.

They're believers.

Look, let's just
slow play the deal.

We can use Amida to try
to track down Hakim?

Tiffany, you're not listening.

The intel suggests that
Hakim is in Africa.

More specifically, in
either Ethiopia or Kenya.

Look, I wanna nail Hakim
just as much as you do.

But right now, our
main objective is

to take down Amida.

Okay. Copy that.

Stuart, is she okay?

She's still struggling.

You know, her and
Hobbs were tight.

I get it, but keep
an eye on her.

Keep her on point.

I can take Hobbs.

Check out the
beanie by the door.

You know, now might
be a good time

to check out if he has
a scar on his neck.

We just sat down,
so I don't wanna

seem too suspicious, you know?

Look, we really need to
find out who's involved

and if they have
another attack planned.

You're a cop.

I ain't playing this
game with you, bro.

You gotta fight, Hobbs!

Hobbs.

Hobbs!

- What are you doing?
- Nothing. Uh, just...

Just what?

I was just looking
over the files

to see if we came
across Amida last time.

Well, we didn't,

and you know that.

Why don't we just focus
on this case, okay, Tiff?

This case?
- Yeah.

Whoa! Sorry, sorry, sorry!

Watch it!

Damn it.

Tiff, you ready?

Here he comes.

I don't know why you live here.

It's too cold.

It's all about the
seasons, you know,

watching the leaves
change color.

What leaves?

You have the product?

We do.

- Where is it?
- Close by.

You got the cash?

I wanna see the product first.

No, that's not how we do this.

What's that saying?

The buyer is always right?

We still need to see
that you have some money.

Money is not the problem.

Trust me, we have lots
of financial supporters.

My boss is very well respected.

Are you part of a
group or something?

Your boss, this guy got a name?

That doesn't matter.

Is he in New York?

What's going on?

Just close the deal already.

He's close by.

But, you know, we
don't know you.

So unless you show us the money,

you're just another dude
talking a lot of talk.

Don't look at him.
I'm right here.

Really?

You gonna walk away over this?

Fine.

We'll show you the powder.

Military-grade RDX,

straight from the arsenal.

I'm glad you have the product.

I'll grab the money.

That sounds good, but
the price just went up.

What?

What are you talking about?

It's 30k.

Is this a joke?

What is she doing?

I don't know.

You're the one who was bragging

about how much money you had.

Money is not an issue, right?

So what's another 10k if
you are who you say you are?

This is a crazy
way to do business.

Look, you're the one
that changed it up.

We had an agreement

show the product and the
money at the same time.

Okay, okay.

It's not worth arguing about.

I'll get the extra money.

But first, I need
to talk to my boss.

Call him.

We'll wait.

He doesn't use phones.

I'll reach out
after I talk to him.

What happened?

What... what was that?

What are you talking about?

The deal with Amida
should be done.

I mean, he should be
in handcuffs by now.

Were you not listening?

He practically announced that
Hakim was here in New York.

He said that his boss was here.

That doesn't mean
that Hakim is his boss

or that he's in New York.

The plan was to arrest Amida.

Those were our orders.

Why are we still
talking about this?

Our goal, our real goal,
is to eradicate al-Shabaab

and take down that
bastard that killed Hobbs,

not bust some mid-level
idiot like Amida.

We need to get up on his
phone and see who he calls.

Already on it. I called
the JOC and told them

as soon as Amida took off.

Good.

So let's follow Amida.

We'll see where he goes
and who he talks to.

That won't be easy.

He's long gone by now.

I put a tracker
in his wheel well.

So let's go.

Yeah, uh

let me call Isobel.

I'll just tell her more
information came up

in the meeting, and we're
gonna chase that lead.

Okay.

Tracker, huh?

Yep.

Was that the plan all along?

Kill the deal, force us to
introduce him to his boss?

Look, I know that you
and Hobbs were tight.

But you've gotta
forgive yourself, Tiff.

You did not get Hobbs killed.

Look, Scola, all I know

is that a good friend
of mine is dead.

And that son of a
bitch who killed him

is out there, roaming
free as a bird.

We should go.

Amida here has got
some self-restraint.

He has not made
one call or text.

He's gotta reach out to
his boss at some point.

Who knows. He could
be in there right now.

I don't see anybody
in there, Tiff.

Not yet, anyway.

Copy that.

Anything else?

Yeah.

Isobel isn't too happy.

She wasn't expecting
us to call an audible,

but I was able to calm her down.

Copy that.

I'm gonna get a closer
look, see if anybody's home.

This isn't good.

Be careful, Scola.

Scola, get down.
He's coming out.

All right.

Do we know anything
about this place?

Pulling it up now.

Owned by a lawyer
from Manhattan,

no priors, no obvious
connections to al-Shabaab.

So it's just a warehouse?

Oh, my God. I think
I just saw him.

- Saw who?
- Hakim.

You saw him, or you
think you saw him?

I saw what I saw.

- Where are you going?
- To confirm.

Okay, wait. This is a bad idea.

Apprehending a major
terrorist is a bad idea?

That's not what
I'm referring to.

Come on.

Hey, wait a second.

Hey, Tiff, will you hold up?

Hey, hey. This is a bad idea.

Amida knows us. We
were just with him.

You cannot walk into this
place out of the blue...

We just talked about this.

All I'm saying is,
let's just slow down

and do this the right way.

Fine.

What do you suggest?

What's the better idea?

I feel like we're
chasing a ghost.

It's a face I'll never forget.

Yep.

Sorry, private party.

That's right. Can
you check the list?

Omar Hassan.

There is no list.

Okay, uh

in that case, thank
you for your service.

It doesn't work like that.

All good.

It's not interesting
in there anyway.

Thanks for that, man.

Hold on. Check it out.

Well, we're here,

so we might as well
take some photos.

JOC just ran the photos.

Amida's friends
appear to be clean.

Just a couple of people
having a few drinks.

They're coming out already?

What's going on?

Why'd you leave?

We didn't wanna
risk spooking Amida.

He's our target,

and he's still a damn good bust.

Hakim's better.

Isobel was very clear.

Look, I saw him.

Guys, we cannot walk away.

Hell no.

Let me talk to her.

What are you doing?

Look, Scola,

I will not let this
bastard get away, okay?

So you can come with me,
or you can walk away.

It's up to you.

All right.

Let's do it.

All right, guys, we're
going back in one more time,

see if we can get
eyes on the king.

Copy that.

We're here if you need us.

It's not a good idea.

Maybe.

We need to give
her some freedom.

We're a team.

Right?

No matter what.

We gotta be real
careful here, Tiff.

We are dancing on a
thin line, all right?

So why don't we just do
one lap around the club?

We will see Hakim or we don't.

If we don't see him...
- I have eyes on Amida.

Okay. All right.

Why don't we fall
back, grab a drink?

We'll lay low.

Let me go check it out.

Tiff, please.

Go easy, all right?

Yeah.

- What the hell are you doing...
- What are you doing here?

You seem upset.

No, I couldn't be happier.

Now, why is that?

I'm meeting few friends of mine.

I haven't seen them in a while,

so I'm excited to see them.

Out of all of the
clubs in New York,

somehow you picked this one.

What are the odds?

Now, tell me, what are
you really doing here?

A friend of mine wanted
to check this place out.

It's her birthday,
and so I said yes.

It's as simple as that.

So about that other thing,

you, uh, talk to your
boss? Are we good?

I'll call you tomorrow.

All right, Tiff. That's enough.

Walk away.

Look, I just wanna
know if we're good.

Tiff, get out now.

I mean,

I'll talk to you tomorrow.

You know what?

I actually saw you talking
to somebody earlier.

I didn't want to interrupt.

You were in the middle
of a conversation.

But was that your boss?

Why are you watching
me talk to people?

I just saw you two talking.

If he's here, I just
wanna talk to him.

Maybe we can all see how
we can do more business.

Ah, no.

My boy Hak doesn't
like outsiders.

You say Hak or Hakim?

You're making me nervous.

I just never heard
Hak used as a name,

only a nickname for Hakim.

FBI! Show me your hands!

All right, we got shots fired.

We're in pursuit of Amida.

He's headed out in
front of the building.

Move!

Hey! FBI! Stop running!

Amida! Stop!

Hey!

Amida!

Hey, get in the car.

Jubal, the suspect was
last seen driving west

in a blue hatchback.

He's got one female hostage.

I'm gonna text
you the plate now.

We're on McGuinness.

Hey, we're up on the
stolen vehicle's GPS.

It's heading west
on Grand Avenue

towards Williamsburg.

It just crossed 47th Street.

Okay. Copy that.

We're on our way.

Here he comes... up
here on the left.

Here he is.
- We're on our way.

Shut your mouth.

Watch out, watch out,
watch out, watch out!

- All right.
- Whoa.

- Hold on.
- Okay.

Get out. Now.

Come here.

It's over, Amida.

Drop the weapon. Let her go now.

Get back or I'll shoot her!

Hey! Let her go.

You do that and you
tell us where Hakim is,

you might just walk free.

I said get back!

Let her go.

And then we'll talk
about what comes next.

I want your car.

Now!

Okay.

Okay. You can have it.

Tiff.

You can take it.

The keys are in the ignition.

But you're gonna have
to leave her here.

I said get back!

Drop your gun now!

- You need to leave her.
- Drop it!

Okay. Okay. Calm down.

On the ground, now!

Calm down.

Okay.

I'm dropping it, okay?

Look, I don't have a weapon.

Let her go, and get in the car.

- Get in the car.
- Hey!

Hey.

No!

Hey. Hold on.

Amida, hey, listen to me.

Where is he, huh?

Where is Hakim?

Is he here in New York?

Huh?

Hey, do something
good before you die.

Tell me, where is he hiding?

Go to hell.

Hey.

No. No. Don't you die.

Come on. Come on.

Don't you die!

Damn it.

So what the hell just happened?

We were surveilling
Amida, and he ended up

at some underground club,
so we continued to surveil.

- And?
- And during our surveillance,

we... we thought
that we saw Hakim.

I saw him.

It... it was me.

So we followed
him into the club,

and we looked around,

and then Amida saw
us, so we were forced

to make contact with him,

and then he got nervous
and pulled out a weapon,

and so we were forced to engage.

We had a plan. It was
a very simple plan.

Arrest Amida.

Hakim had nothing to do with it.

He is in Africa.

So why the hell
did you two choose

to deviate from the plan?

Like Tiff just said,

she thought that she saw Hakim.

Okay, based on that information,

we changed our approach.

While I appreciate what
you're doing, Scola,

you are pissing me off...
- Isobel.

I don't know what you want.

Do I need to pull
Tiffany? Yes or no?

I'm sitting right here, Isobel.

I am talking to your partner.

Is she mentally fit
to be in the field?

I think she's struggling
with Hobbs' death still.

Like the rest of
us are, I suppose.

But her decision
to go after Hakim

was based on things
that Amida said

and things that she saw.

You still haven't
answered my damn question.

Do I need to pull
her from the field?

Hey, sorry to interrupt.

I just got off the
phone with State.

They have new intel
regarding Hakim.

What does that mean?

They think he may have
reentered the United States.

Last week.

Hey, Jennifer.

- Tiffany?
- Hey.

What are you...

Yeah, I'm sorry. I
know this is weird.

I just hadn't heard back.

You didn't return my
calls or my texts.

I just wanted to give
you some good news.

The man we were
looking for, Hakim?

We thought he was in Africa,
but he's actually in New York.

Okay.

So that means we're that
much closer to getting him.

And we will. You
have my word on that.

And, um,

I thought you
should know that...

I think about Trevor every day.

About what we could've
done differently...

I don't wanna talk about this.

I'm not ready.

I just wanted to let you know.

Did you hear what I just said?

I'm not ready.

Okay.

I don't wanna do
this anymore, okay?

No more texts, no more calls.

I sure as hell don't
want you popping up

outside my apartment again.

I just wanna move on.

And I suggest you do the same.