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Banzai!

♪ Get up, get up ♪

Excelsior!

♪ Get up ♪

Geronimo!

Alexi Zinman
wins the faceoff

for the Bullfrogs.

Nice shot, Alexi!

Way to follow up!
Way to follow up. Good!

Nice shot, Alexi!

Take it easy!

Alexi, no!

Alexi!

Back on the bench!

Do not go out there!

Get Alexi outta there!

Break it up!

Where's Alexi?

Where's Alexi?

Where's Alexi?

- Hey. You wanted to see me?
- Close the door.

Wow.

What'd I do?
Doesn't sound good.

Well, I got an email
from the Department of Prisons

about your rescheduled
visit to Frackville.

Yeah, the Logan Barlowe
interview.

I had to reschedule it
because of the storm.

Why'd they email you?

It was a courtesy.

Problem is
that Homicide was copied,

which means
that Inspector Braun

could find out
what we're doing here.

Hmm. I think maybe
you're being a little paranoid.

Braun took Logan Barlowe's
confession himself. Okay?

He hand-delivered him
to the D.A.

It is his case, Jay.

I-I-I know that.

So what is your point?
What are you saying?

If he's going to find out
from somebody,

I want it to be from me.

I need to get ahead of this.

I don't know, I think it's
better to beg for forgiveness

than to ask for permission.

When have you ever begged
for forgiveness, Jay?

Uh...

Fifth grade.

I broke a buddy of mine's
retainer,

and his parents
were very upset, so I...

I need to respect
the chain of command.

That's all.

That's fair, Nik,
but I think respect is earned,

and suspicion is also earned.

What do you think
that Braun has earned more of?

I don't trust him
any more than you do,

but I need to do
some damage control here.

I'll call.

Ah, yes,
this is Captain Batista.

Um, does the Inspector
have an opening today?

Good morning, Officer Brooks.

Oh, uh...

Detective Adebayo.

This is Officer Franks
from the 9th District.

I just picked up one of
your C.I.s, shoplifting.

Uh, I'm sorry, my what?

She claims to be
one of your informants.

Has your business card
and everything.

Uh...

...can I speak with her?

Hey, Kemi.

Maya, is that you?

You said
if I ever needed anything,
I could call.

Well, I'm calling.

Excuse me--

Uh, excuse me.

A-are you Bud Bingham?

Wow, it's been a minute
since anyone recognized me.

Um, I'm Mike Sherman.

It's a pleasure to meet you.
I'm a really big fan.

Ah, I appreciate that, so...

so, do you work
for the Missing Persons Unit?

Yes, sir.

I need to talk to someone.

I think one of my boys
is in trouble.

Alexi seemed fine
during the shoot-around,

then a couple minutes
into the first period,

he and his man
drop their gloves,
and they go at it.

When the dust cleared,
Alexi was gone.

I mean,
we searched everywhere.

Was-- was fighting
a frequent thing with Alexi?

Never.

No, his game
was speed and finesse.

Guys like me made their living

making sure the guys like Alexi
never got touched on the ice.

I was what you might call
an agitator.

Yes, you were.

I mean, I watch your fight
highlights all the time.

I mean, you was
whipping people's a--

You know, he's one of only
ten Black pro hockey players

in Philadelphia history,
so, I'm a big fan.

Well, it's a real honor
to meet you then, Bud.

Well, those days are long gone.

Look, I never had
a family of my own.

These kids are my world.

Especially Alexi.

The boy's got
the heart of a champion.

What's he like off the ice?

He's a good kid, you know?

Ah, maybe a little more
sensitive than most.

His uncle's doing his best
to take care of him,

but man, that kid can fly.

And he loved the game
like I did.

Running out
in the middle like that?

Makes no sense.

I don't know,
maybe there was something
said during the fight?

There were scouts
at the game today.

Only the program's top players
get the scholarships,

and Alexi was the best
we've seen in years.

Today's game would've
closed the deal for him,

and he knew it!

He wouldn't just walk away,
not if he had a choice.

You think one of
the other kids was
angling for his scholarship?

I don't know what to think.
I don't know.

I'm assuming
you tried calling him?

Alexi doesn't have a phone.

I tried calling his uncle,

but apparently
the line's out of order.

Uh, what about his teammates?

Nobody's heard a thing.

He's a great player, Captain,

but he's just a kid...

and I'm scared as hell.

Thank you.

Yeah, Bud Bingham was the man

for a young Black kid
growing up in Philly.

You know he once scored a goal
without taking a shot?

See, there was an empty net,
and he--

Just-just-just... one second.

I don't, uh,
understand hockey.

I'm glad that you're excited,
but I don't understand
the game,

I don't--
I don't like the game.

I don't know why
people like the game.

What is "icing," anyway?
Explain that to me.

It's when you're behind
the red center line
and you dump the puck--

"Dump the puck"?

Right. Whatever.
You call yourself a sports fan?

All right.
This is Alexi's stuff.

Bud said it has
not been touched
since he left this morning.

Skates are still here.
Pads, stick.

This stuff's not cheap, either.
In fact, it's brand-new.

I thought Bud said
they were barely getting by.

I don't know. Either way,
it's not the kind of stuff
you'd leave behind,

unless you're in a rush, right?

This is also us guessing.
There's no witnesses.

Maybe one.

I'll be right back.

Put all that stuff on.

All right,
we want to see the footage
right after the game started.

What exactly we looking for?

I didn't hear about a break-in.

It's actually a break-out.
That's the angle right there.

There he is.

That's him.

Yeah, that's Alexi, all right.

Okay. Lookit, he's running
like the bogeyman's
chasing him. He's scared.

All right, I'm calling Nikki.

We need the alert.

All right. So this is
our missing person,

um, Alexi,
and his uncle, Jerry Zinman.

The hockey league
had an address on file,

but it was for a motel
that they haven't stayed at
for the last six months.

And according to Bud Bingham,

Uncle Jerry spent
every last cent that he had
on the hockey program.

He also thinks that Alexi
has the talent to go pro.

Yeah, which makes running out
in the middle of a game
all the more suspicious.

Speaking of suspicious,

the names Alexi
and Jerry Zinman
come up empty on the system,

and that much nothing
means something...

they're using fake names.

Why use an alias?
Who are they hiding from?

Alexi's teammates
also confirmed
that he wasn't a fighter.

I mean, that's the last thing
he did before he disappeared.

So why pick a fight?

Not to get technical,
but in the game footage,

it looked like
they both dropped their gloves.

It's a common hockey thing
if you want to settle a beef.

I don't know, maybe the kid
from the other team
can enlighten us.

Yeah, go talk to him.

Find out how bad
he wanted that scholarship.

And worst case,

maybe it can get us
to the mysterious Uncle Jerry.

Let me see.

Hopefully.

Mmm...

Can I get a minute?

- Yeah, of course.
- Thank you.

She is all yours, Detective.

Thank you.
I'll take it from here.

Hi.

Long time no see.

Thanks so much.
Can I have another bowl?

In a minute.

Walk with me,
and explain yourself.

- Well, things were better
after you guys dropped me off
- Uh-huh.

- Okay.
- But for about
two weeks, though,

until my parents told me
I was going to boarding school.

What?

Sacred Academy
in New Jersey,

and if the name
didn't give it away,
it's supes religious.

Yeah.

Day one, the teacher told us
to turn to page 55,
and rip it out.

I thought it was gonna be
about, like,
creative writing, but nope!

It was about
same-sex relationships.

The teacher just told us
to throw it in the trash.

Look, I can appreciate
how that must've made you feel,

but can you skip to the part

where you got busted
for shoplifting?

I bailed, okay?

I didn't have
any friends there.

No one I can be myself with.

So last weekend,
I took a train to Philly,
and I just stayed.

It was cold, I needed gloves,
I got caught. Whatever.

Why didn't
you call your parents?

I'm pretty sure my dad
would've let me stay in lockup.

Oh, and you think
I won't?

Maya, I gave you that number

for emergencies,
not a get-outta-jail-free card.

If you can't help me,
I get it.

I just wasn't sure
what else to do.

Is your homework in there?

Okay, good, because
you're gonna finish it all

while I think about
what I'm gonna do with you.

Captain Batista?

I'm Sheriff Dan Masset.

I have some information
about your missing person.

Come in. Sit down.

I'm just down from
Montgomery County, New York.

Upstate.
Mmm.

Look familiar?

Is this Alexi?

He's my son.

His name is Alexander.

His uncle started
calling him "Alexi"

when the kid
took a shine to ice hockey.

Were you aware that your son
was here in Philadelphia?

- No, ma'am.
- No?

His mom died five years ago,

and things between us
went downhill.

I, um, buried myself in work,

and the kid's uncle Jerry,
my wife's brother...

you know, started putting
thoughts in the kid's head

about having
a future in hockey.

It's all he talked about.

Apparently he's got talent.

I couldn't say.

But what I can tell you
is that Jerry
is a cheat and a liar,

and I tried to warn Alex
that he was gassing him up,

but the kid didn't wanna
listen to me. Of course, right?

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

so I just...

I let them go.

You know, I figured
that sooner or later,

Jerry's true colors
would come through,
and Alex would come home to me.

You probably don't think
I'm too much of a father, huh?

I think being a parent
doesn't come with instructions.

Yeah.

Um, soon as I saw your alert,
I came down here.

So, can you tell me anything?
You got any leads?

Well, respectfully, Sheriff,

I will update you as soon as
we have anything concrete.

This is my son
we're talking about.

Until then--

I understand, okay?
Completely.

But my team's on top of it.

Actually...

your son was using
the last name "Zinman."

Does that, uh...
does that mean anything to you?

No.

But his Uncle Jerry's
last name,

my wife's maiden,
was "Rimbaud."

- Mmm.
- That's "-B-A-U-D."

- Okay.
- See what that gets you.

Well, thank you,
and I appreciate your patience.

I will contact you as soon
as I hear anything. Okay?

Alex is a really good kid.

His uncle just put some
crazy thoughts in his head.

We'll find your son.

You get anything, you call me.
Please.

Of course.

All right, so...

Jerry Rimbaud falls off the map
three years ago,

about the same time
Alexi joins his hockey league.

Yeah, well, the sheriff said
that he wasn't
the most upstanding citizen.

Maybe he got them
into some kind of a jam?

Yeah, maybe, but still,
no matter what he was doing,

he's gotta be invested
in this kid's future. Right?

What do you think?
Sports parent
smelling a payday?

Maybe. Either way, you still
gotta believe in the kid.

Hurry up!

You know why you lost?

You lost
because we got careless.

We got careless
because we got tired.

Weak passes, giveaways,
flybys, no back check,

not covering the point.

It all comes down
to conditioning.

Back on the line.
We're going again.

Actually, uh, Coach-- Coach?

Can we just get one second
of your time? Please.

Tryin' to work here.

We're trying to work too.

We're with the Philadelphia
Police Department.

What's this about?

We need to speak
to one of your players.

I mean, they kind of look
like they could use a break.

Their time would be better
spent improving their game.

You can wait.

No! That's not gonna happen.

There's a kid missing.

Anyway. Uh, Ed!

Where's Ed?

Uh, scrappy kid
from the other night.

Got into a fight
during the game.

Edward? Eddie? No?

All right, look,
you can talk to us,

or you can keep doing sprints
and then talk to us.

Is Ed here or no?

Apparently,
I am not Spartacus.

Ed, come forward.

Thanks, Coach.
Just be a minute.

Back on the line!
We're goin' again!

We just want to know
about Alexi--

the kid you fought on
the Bullfrogs the other night.

What do you want to know?

- How well do you know him?
- We used to be teammates

before I was traded
to the Dragons.

League moves us
around sometimes.

Well, according
to the stats sheet,

you were number two
behind Alexi.

That upset you?

Why should it?

Well, you both wanted
the same thing,

and it looks like
he was gonna get it.

We're friends, okay?

Then why'd you fight?

I mean, I know it's part
of the game, but, I mean...

asked around,
he's not much of a fighter,

so it's kinda on you, no?

Just trying to help him, buddy.
Come on.

We fought
'cause he asked me to.

- Come again?
- He said he was gonna hit me,

and I better hit him back.

I didn't think he was serious,

but then he dropped the gloves,
so I did too,

and then they split us up,
and... he was gone.

Well, he ever say why?

Have you spoken to him since?

He was waiting for me
before practice,

said he needed some money,
and couldn't go home.

What, to his uncle?

Okay. Did he say where
he was going, by any chance?

No? You know where
him and his uncle stay?

Yeah.

That's blood.

On me.

It's the uncle. Shot twice.

All right.
Two shots to the chest.

Whoever did this
knew he was dead.

Somebody else came in here,
checked his pulse,

made these footprints.

Yeah. We can pull trace,
but my money says

that Alexi found him like this
and cut out.

Shooter's still out there.
Alexi might be the next target.

Great.

I'll call Homicide.

Captain.

Captain.

Inspector.

I thought our meeting
wasn't until later.

Well, I just got looped in
by Homicide

on the dead body
that your men found.

The time of death was about
9:00 a.m. in the morning,

which would've meant
that your missing person
was still with his team.

So Alexi isn't the shooter.
He just found the body and ran.

I'll have ballistics
sent to your desk.

You let me know if there's
anything else you need.

Thank you.

Uh, Inspector, that's not why

I, uh, I scheduled
a time with you.

It's about
the Logan Barlowe case.

The car bombing?
What about it?

Well, it's more about
Logan Barlowe's confession.

There are some concerns.

Exactly whose concerns
are we talking about?

It's not mine,
the man who took his statement.

It's not
the District Attorney's,
who signed off.

Is it yours?

Well, it's out of respect
to both you and the D.A.

that I wanted to make you aware
of my concerns.

I see. You're trying to control
the narrative, is that it?

I wouldn't say that.

Well, Captain,
here's the only narrative

you need
to be focused on.

Your commanding officer,
that's me,

is giving you
a direct order to drop it.

The Logan Barlowe
bombing case

is miles outside
of your purview at the MPU.

Stay away from it.

Why you wanna help me?

Logan Barlowe, uh,
there's two things
I know about you.

One, you're an expert
with explosives,

and, two, you're gonna be
in here for a very long time.

So, um, I need something.

You help me out,
I can, uh, I can help you.

I can talk to the Warden.

Anyway, um...

I served overseas
in Afghanistan,
and while I was there,

I came across a bomber
who was a...

a bad guy, a scumbag,

used kids as triggers,
that kinda thing.

And now
I have reason to believe
that he's here, in the States.

Um...

show you some photos.

This is, um...

an explosion
at a Boston boatyard.

Both of these and these three

are from a...
a garage in New York

just last week.

Um, now, I think that my guy

had motive
to do both of these,

but what I can't prove

is that the same guy
built both of these bombs,

so that's what I'm asking you
to help me out with.

Uh, guy knows his stuff.

Detonator in this photo

could've caused
this blast pattern.

What'd he use, C-4?

Semtex?

Y-y-you can't tell
from looking at these photos?

Ah, I'd be guessing.

Where'd he plant the bomb
in relation to the driver?

You know, I'm really
not much of a car guy,

but y-you can't tell
from looking at these--
make or model?

Look, man, I'm tryin' to help,

but how in the hell
you expect me to know
if you don't?

Because all of these photos

are from the car bombing that
you've already confessed to.

Explain that.

What the hell's goin' on here?

I don't know. I-I--
You tell me.

I mean, who put you up to this?

You're crazy.

Oh, I'm not crazy.

I've seen your rap sheet. Okay?

You're connected
to a lot of car bombs,

but zero dead bodies,

and, unfortunately,
you don't have long to live.

All right? I mean,

you're not the guy
you hire for this job.

You're the guy that you hire
to take the fall for this job.

So tell me, please,

who paid your insurance policy?

That's all I want to know.

Guard!

We're done here.

Enjoy your stay, Logan.

What do you got
on Alexi's uncle?

Ah, very little.

Just confirmation
that Alexi's mother,

who died five years ago,
is Jerry's sister.

All right,
what about the financials?

He maxed out a few credit cards
at a supermarket,

but they were all
for gift cards.

You know, ride shares,
food delivery apps,

a few pre-loaded debit cards.

So that anybody on his trail
wouldn't be able to track him.

Exactly.

Sheriff Masset said
that Jerry had enemies.

Sure looks like he's trying
to stay off the grid.

Well, Alexi has no phone,

and there's zero social media
on the uncle.

Now, his phone is shut down,

but I was able to get
the cell provider

to connect me
to his app accounts.

I was just about
to start digging.

I mean, these guys were broke,

so it's likely just gonna be
food and essentials.

What about his teammates?

- Eavesdrop much?
- Mmm.

We questioned
the teammates already.

They don't know anything.

You should check their socials.

The uncle
might be off the grid,
but no one my age is.

Check the filter
"Bullfrogs."

The Bullfrogs' social page.

Well, lookie here.
There's Alexi.

The team's out
celebrating a win.

Yeah. Hang on.

This photo here,
it's a different date,

but it looks like
the same place.

- Wait, wait, wait, wait!
Zoom in on that.
- Yeah.

That's Charlie McGannon's bar.

The Irish mob?

A-as in Nikki's old C.I.?

Hmm.

Nice work.

Now get your butt down here.

We would've been happy
to come to you, Charlie.

No, I don't love it
when cops come by.

No?

I'm always enjoying
seeing you, though, Nikki.

What's with the chaperone?

I have a case.

And it's got nothing to do
with your primary income.

I'm intrigued.

You, uh, know
the name Jerry Zinman?

He's got a nephew named Alexi.

Plays on a hockey team
that you seem to have hosted
a number of times.

Yeah, the Bullfrogs,
sure. Yeah.

Alexi, now, that guy--

he's more of a hockey prodigy.

I dabble
in sports representation.

Secondary income, you know?

Yeah. I'm gonna sign that kid
soon as he turns 18.

So you're, uh,
interested in his uncle?

What'd he do?

He was killed this morning.

Now Alexi's missing.

Oh!

You gotta be kidding me.

How well did you know him?

Well, one of my guys
saw that he had some talent,

so we kept a close eye on him.

You know, bought him
some new gear,

let him eat at my place
at a discount.

Made sure
to keep them out of trouble.

What type of trouble
you talking about?

Well, nothing locally.

I had my people put
the word out that, uh...

they're friends of ours.

Now, you know
that if I'm asking,

it's because
we're worried about Alexi.

We don't want anything
to happen to him.

I'm guessing you don't either.

You know
what happened to his mom?

Yeah, she
passed away five years ago.

So you don't know.

I'd look into it
if I was you, Sergeant.

But you didn't hear that
from me.

See ya, Nikki.

Charlie's a lot of things,
but wrong isn't one of them.

Check this out.

The coroner's file
for Alexi's mother.

Blunt trauma
as the result of a fall.

Ruled "accidental."

The lead investigator
was Sheriff Masset?

Her own husband?

Well, that's inappropriate.

I-I mean, you would
pass it to a deputy.

Maybe even call in
the Staties.

Assuming you wanted
to do it above board.

36 hours from the time of death

to the coroner's ruling
is lightning speed,

even for
an open-and-shut case.

Well, uh, I compiled
game footage from the league,

but I also canvassed
the parents
for any of their footage,

and...

it's almost like he stopped,
for some reason.

- Okay.
- Mmm-hmm.

And then I found,
uh, this angle

from a smartphone camera.

What is he looking at?

Uh, I was wondering that too,

so I matched the time stamp

with footage that was taken
on the other side of the arena,

and...

That's Sheriff Masset.

He was at the game.

He told me that our alert
brought him here to Philly.

He lied right to my face.

Alexi saw him,
picked a fight,

then used the chaos
to disappear.

He's running
from his own father.

Oh, hey.

Have you found Alexi yet?

Uh, no, not yet,
but we will.

And your tip gave us
a solid lead.

Thank you very much, Detective.

What are you working on?

Oh.

Oh! Maya, this is wonderful.

May I?

Yeah.

Oh, my gosh. This is amazing!

How long have you been drawing?

After you guys found me,
I started
seeing this therapist,

and I didn't really
like talking about myself

or what happened, so...

the Doc suggested I find

different ways
of expressing myself,

and I've always liked doodling.

I mean, this goes
way beyond doodling.

You are very talented!

What a way to find out
you're good at something, huh?

Hmm.

Listen, I gotta go
check in with Nikki,

but, uh, some of the guys
ordered some pizza.
You hungry?

- Hell, yeah!
- Yeah. Come on.

Yo.

Sheriff Masset
turned his cell off,

and the hotel says

that he hasn't been
back in hours.

Well, uh, Helen ran ballistics

on the slug they pulled out
of Alexi's uncle

against Masset's
service weapon,

and it is not a match.

Well, he could easily
have a backup weapon.

I mean, you like him
that much for the murder?

Masset lied
about why he's here,

and his own son
is scared of him. Okay?

That is the only theory
that makes sense.

And if he covered up
that investigation
five years ago,

then who could Alexi go to
for help?

It makes sense
that he'd run.

Exactly.

Hmm.

What's up with you?

Uh, sorry. It's Maya.

I, uh--

I wasn't naive enough

to think that sending her home
would fix everything,

but, I don't know,
I assumed that...

I assumed that she'd be
off the streets a while.

You know?

So things
are still bad with her parents?

Oh, no, this time,
it's her boarding school.

- Oh!
- Yeah.

Right.

Maya is... I don't know,
she's sharp.

- Yeah?
- She has talent. You know?

But if she stays on this path
and gets expelled,

her entire future will be over
before it can start, and--

Nikki, I genuinely
want to help her,

but there is only
so much I can do,

even as a cop.

Mmm, well, you know,

maybe it's not
Detective Adebayo
she needs help from.

Hmm?

Yeah. Hmm. Yeah.

Hold on.

Captain Batista.

Your people
are looking for me.

I need you to stop.

Uh, you're gonna need

to be a little more specific
than that.

It's Alexi. I saw the alert.
Leave me alone!

I'm fine.

Yeah?

I'll run a trace.

Uh, ahem, you know,

I'm afraid
that we can't do that, Alexi.

I, uh... why don't you just
come in and we can talk?

Okay?
Just tell me where you are.

You know,
you're not in any trouble.

You have my word.

Is my father with you?

No. No, he's not.

Um...

Alexi, do you believe that
your father means you harm?

I can keep you safe.

He's my problem.
I'll deal with it.

Hello?

All right! Let's go. Okay.

Please tell me
you got something, Kemi!

Oh, I got a lock on the number.
Pulling the address right now.

Get Patrol
up there immediately,
then call Jason and Mike.

- How was I not clear enough?
- Inspector...

And why the hell
did Jason Grant
interview Logan Barlowe?

Well, like I explained before--

And as I explained,
this case is closed.

I gave you a direct order
to back off!

You think I was joking?

I think
that you're avoiding the truth.

Here's the truth. I'm gonna
write you and Grant up

for insubordination.

You leave Jay out of it.

I am Captain.
It was my decision.

Don't play
the righteous card with me.

Grant was out of pocket
long before this.

My mistake was believing
he was an outlier!

And where do you get off
with all this entitlement?

The man sitting in that prison
did not blow up Maritz
and his lawyer!

That should be more important
to you than your ego.

You're on thin ice, Nikki.

You watch how you speak to me!

Don't you threaten me!

You come after my career
or Jason's,

I will have the press
so far up your ass,

you'll cough up a microphone.

What happens next is on you.

Remember that.

I mean, this is history.

I mean, is this not epic?

Don't touch anything. Please.

You guys want to sit,
have a drink, or something?

Uh, no, we're okay.
Thank you very much.

I just want to make it clear.

Alexi did not
break into my house.

All right, well, we traced
the call, it came from here.

Ah, maybe so.

But Alexi was welcome here.

Had his own combo
for my digital door lock.

Moose, my dog, knows him.

He didn't break in.

We understand that
you don't want Alexi
to be in any trouble.

The problem is,
he's already in trouble.

We need to find him.

I don't know where he is.

Why'd he have a code
to your house?

My door's always open
to my players,

especially the ones
that need a meal,

a place to crash
from time to time.

I grew up poor too.

These prep school kids
have advantages,

kids like me and Alexi

had to overcome
with talent and hard work.

Nothing's come easy
for that boy.

You find him,
you bring him in safely.

You know
what kind of trouble he was in?

Can't say that I do.

Can I ask you what's
bothering you, then, right now?

My gun is missing.

Uh-huh.
So Alexi's armed now?

Look, you gotta find him
before he does something
he can't take back.

Right. Thank you. Come on.

All right, so, after tracing
Alexi's phone call

back to Bud's place,

I searched for
any additional calls

that he might have made
after he called us,
and there was one.

Uh, he made a call
to a 518 number.

That's upstate New York.
Try it.

Yep. All right, uh...

There you go.

Sheriff's Department.

This is Captain Nikki Batista
from Philadelphia Police MPU.

Who am I speaking with?

Deputy Ward.
How can I help you?

Deputy, were you working
at about
6:00 p.m. this evening?

Been here
a lot longer than that.

Um, did you receive a call

just after 6:00?

I did, now that you mention it.

Took a message for
the sheriff that didn't
make a ton of sense.

What was the message?

What's this all about?

Uh, Deputy,
this is Detective Adebayo.

I've just emailed your office
the Captain's badge

and the case file

of our open investigation,
so consider your ass covered.

We really need to know
what that message was.

Okay. "Sheriff.

9:00 p.m.
Where you last saw me."

That mean anything to you?

Yeah, it might.
Thank you, Deputy.

All right.

- Jason?
- Uh-huh.

Yeah.

Alexi left a message
for his father

to meet him at 9:00 p.m.
where he last saw him.

It's quarter-to right now.

The last place he saw him
was at the game.

He's trying to get him
to come to the arena.

All right, we're not far.
We'll head there now.

Nik, we got reason to believe
that Alexi's armed.

Look, Alexi blames the sheriff
for his mother's death,

and he probably thinks
that he killed his uncle too.

He called him out.
Y-you guys better hurry.

All right. Do me a favor.

Have Patrol set up a perimeter
two blocks around the arena.

No one gets in,
no one gets out.

No lights, no-- no sirens,
no nothing. Okay?

We don't want
a hostage situation to pop off.
Tell 'em to be quiet.

We're on it.
We're on it.

This is Captain Batista.
Get me Patrol.

I got your message.

I'm here like you asked.

I miss you, kid!

Things haven't been the same

since your uncle
took you away from me.

I read about your team
in the paper--

how good you're doing,

and how
you're a big reason why.

I'm proud of you, Alex.

It's Alexi...

...and you need to stop lying.

Okay, okay.

You just calm down, Alexi.

Be careful with that, son.

Now, I-I know

things have been hard
since your mom passed.

I know what you did!

Now, see, I knew your uncle
would lie to you
about what happened that night.

You listen to me.

Your mom,
she'd been drinking,

and she took a bad step
near the basement.

You-you remember how loose
that-that banister was?

And she fell
and she hit her head.

Yes.

It was tragic.

But you know what hurts me
even more

is that your uncle Jerry
turned my own son against me.

No, no! You're the one
who's got it wrong!

I asked Jerry to get me
away from you!

- Why would you do that?
- Because I was there!

Practice got canceled.
I came home early.

I saw you fighting,
I saw her slip down the stairs,

and I know
it didn't kill her!

She was still
screaming for help

when you killed her!

Okay, listen, you're making
a big mistake, kid.

Just calm down. Yeah?

You killed her!

You found Uncle Jerry,

and you killed him too!

You get Alexi.
I'll flank the sheriff.

What now, Dad?

Am I next?

That's up to you.

Can you be smart about this?

Philly PD!
Put down the weapon! Now!

Alexi!

Drop it.

Put it on the ground.

Good, now kick it away.

Turn around. On your knees.
Hands behind your head.

Get on the ground.

Welcome to Philly, bitch.

Alexi?

Listen to me, buddy.
I know why you ran,
but you gotta stop running now.

It's over, all right?

Uh-uh. Hey, hey, hey, hey!

Put the gun down.
Put the gun down.

I'm not gonna hurt you.
I am a cop.

So is he!

How do I know
you're not working for him?

I'm not working for him. Okay?

He tried to shoot at me.
I am a cop.

Put the gun down.

He tried to shoot me!

Okay, good point.
Good point.

You and I are both gonna put
our guns down right now,

and we're gonna
have a conversation.

That's the only way
this works, okay?

Down. Put the gun down.

Put the gun--
Good.

Good. Now, listen to me.

Okay? Listen to me.

Look at me, Alexi. Okay?
You're not in trouble.

Okay? Nothing you did today
is something
you can't come back from.

But if you do
something stupid right now,

if you continue with this,

you're throwing your life away.
You understand?

What life?

What have I got left?

All right, you got a future.
Okay?

You got people
who believe in you.

Your uncle, he believed in you.

Bud, he believes in you.

I think deep down,
you believe in yourself,

but you gotta put the gun down
and stop.

Put the gun on the bench.

Alexi, look at me.

Put the gun down on the bench
right now.

It's over.

Good.

I put my gun away.
It's over, all right? Come on.

It's over.

- I'm sorry. I'm sorry.
- All right. All right.

All right. You're okay.
You're okay, buddy.

All right?

Hey, hey, hey. You're okay.

No one's gonna
hurt you anymore, okay?

All right?
You're all right. Come on.

You're all right.

Ballistics are in
from Masset's backup piece
you took off him.

They match the slugs
from Jerry's murder.

Well, looks like the sheriff's
gonna catch
the murder charge he deserves,

and Alexi's not even
gonna have to testify.

I just wonder
where he goes from here.

Well, I made a call
to Social Services.

They signed off
on temporary custody,

as long as there's
bi-weekly check-ins.

Wait. Custody with who?

They said
you could stay with me.

- You serious?
- Yes.

It's all good. All good.

Okay? Let's get out of here.

Tell me that doesn't warm
your heart just a little bit?

Yeah, it does.

It's just, uh,
we have another problem.

That's my office line.

Can you catch me up
in a second?

- Yeah.
- Yeah.

Go.

What's the coffee for?

Us.

We have a long drive
back to Sacred Academy.

Maya, baby girl.

I can sympathize
with a lot of things...

unloving parents, bigotry,
check, check.

But being a quitter?

No.

Look, you don't get to choose
how people treat you.

You do get to choose

if that treatment
defines who you are or not...

and you should never, ever

give someone
that power over you.

After everything
I've been through,

I don't even know
how to define myself.

You know, when I was your age,
I had my own trauma,

and, uh, yeah,
i-it changed me, but...

it ended up being a gift.

You know? It molded me
into who I am today.

And from what I saw
in this journal...

...I think your trauma
is a gift to you too.

I mean, this could be your path
to a beautiful life.

You just have to work for it.

I don't even know
where to start.

Look, if you finish school,

I will get you a summer job
at my friend's gallery.

And, I don't know,
from there,

maybe you can
apply to art school.

Can I think about it?

I mean, of course, yeah.

Look. I don't get a choice.

I have to take you
back to school.

But, um...

you get to decide
where to go from there.

And that's an amazing thing.

Come on.

Come on,
we've got a long drive.

Can I call DJ?

Fine, but you're
playing my music.

You got anything
from the last five years?

I said "music," Maya.

- I'm-I'm very sorry
that I put you in this spot.
- Are you?

Oh, but I love, love,
that you...
you put him in his place.

Yeah, it felt good,

but if I were you,
I'd check in with my union rep.

I'm not worried about it.

The guy
is a bureaucratic punk.

He don't want war.

A war
that we might have started.

Hey, what's up, Mike?

You all right?

Yeah, that, um, phone call...

Inspector Braun just
transferred me out of the MPU.

Effective immediately.