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Previously on "Will Trent"...

And I plan to file for a divorce
and for custody of the kids.

You do not need
to babysit my diabetes.

I like having you in my life.
It just feels right.

I killed Lenny!
You were not here! Okay?

Crystal!

Angela Polaski,
I have to place you under arrest

for tampering with evidence,
making false statements.

I thought...
you might choose me.

We've been through a lot
together.

Can you let me help you
with this?

Will.
He's gone.

He said I could move
into the main house if I want.

Said there's enough cash
to cover utilities for a while.

Time! Daddy, was that a new record?

Oh, heck yeah, it was.
It was a minute-fifteen!

Nicely done!

Oh, here. Come on.
Hop on out, babe, and dry off.

You gotta eat something.
I'm gonna grab us some burgers.

Grass-fed Angus!
Hot and ready!

All right, old-timer.

Oh, there he is.
Woody, bring it in.

Hey. Congratulations,
brother.

Appreciate it.
You doing all right?

I appreciate it, man.
Thanks.

How you doing?
I'm good.

Yeah?
Yeah.

It's rough being Mr. Mom.

Nah, they're great kids.

They are great kids.
You're a lucky guy.

I am. All right. Enjoy, brother.

Thank you. Whoa! Look at the size of those arms!

I know who that's for!
All the single ladies!

Hey, Coop!

Coop, Coop. Come on.

All right, team, we have nothing
at the house, so eat up.

So, Max, who's your, uh,
super-cool friend here?

Okay, we gotta go.

All right.
No "thank you," huh?

Hey, Captain Cromwell.
Yo!

Thanks for the burger.
Oh, you got it, Maximus.

Robbie, how we
doing on ice?

Want to grab us
another few bags?

Chester!

You look bored.
You up for an ice run?

Come on. I brought hot dogs.
I contributed.

Fine.
I'm driving.

What?!
You think I'm loaded?!

You wanna breathalyze me,
you sweet sack of potatoes?

Nice. This is Cromwell's
neighborhood, you know.

Hey.

You think
they're casing?

That's what I see.

S-Should I go back
and get my gun or...

Nah, they don't want
any trouble.

Let's just
move 'em along.

Cake time!

Get out of the pool!
Max! Katie! Get inside!

Take your sister!
Move! Move!

Get in the house!
Get down! Get inside!

Stay low! Stay low!
Inside!

Come on!
Keeps your heads down!

Heads down!
Keep your heads down!

Get EMS out here.
Relax, relax.

Don't move.
Don't move.

I want every cop in the city
here, now! Now!

I'm on it!

The deceased is
Detective Chester Flynn.

Local boy, born and raised.

Multiple commendations.

We ask that you respect his
family's privacy at this time.

GBI is partnering with APD on
this officer-involved incident.

Special Agent Faith Mitchell

will be leading
the investigation.

Good afternoon.

Following our preliminary
analysis of the crime scene,

we do not yet have a suspect
or a motive.

There is evidence to suggest

that this shooting
was a targeted act.

My source at the APD
says these cops

interrupted a robbery
in progress.

Your source spoke
out of turn.

Our surviving victim did make
a statement to that effect,

but we have since uncovered
new evidence.

What evidence?

Well, w--
No more questions.

The public will be updated
when we have more information.

Mayor Anthony?

I'm enacting a curfew

that will go into effect
at 7:00 p.m.

Please stay home, stay safe,

and keep Atlanta
in your prayers.

What is the condition
of the injured officer?

Are the Piedmont Kings
linked to the shooting?

I did not consent
to a hug, Barb.

Perception is everything,
Mandy.

We're projecting unity.
Unity?

How many of your campaign ads
were about the money

Atlanta throws away
on law enforcement?

All of 'em.

I haven't cut a dime
of your budget.

So you're just a liar,
then?

Captain Cromwell,
I thought you were retiring.

Yeah, that's on hold
because I just heard

from a press conference that
my guy was targeted for murder.

Care to elaborate?

Well, I ca--
Settle down!

Faith Mitchell
is my best agent.

We'll get there.

Where's Lurch?
Someone find --

Right -- Right -- Right here,
Agent Mitchell.

Agent Gross, is that the
evidence binder? Let me see it.

We found fresh motor oil,
cigarette butts,

and vape cartridges
where their car was parked.

They weren't casing
for a robbery.

They were
lying in wait.

Well, six shots in Chester.
They wanted him dead.

There's only one shot
in the other guy.

This is crazy.
A gang hit in broad daylight?

There were families
across the street.

What makes your witness think
this was the Piedmont Kings?

Well, there were four guys
wearing orange inside the vehicle.

They wore colors to a cop killing? It was a message.

Chester was
on the gang task force.

Look, if the Kings want a war,
we'll give it to 'em.

Hey, I don't want
a shootout.

I want the gunman
locked up for life.

The shooter's
gonna be a stupid kid.

We need the shot caller.

We'll get there,
Captain.

Rafael Wexford.

I'll pick him up
right now.

I can't believe
I'm saying this,

but I agree with him.

Whoever's in charge
of the Kings,

let's get him
off the streets now.

We get one shot
at Wexford.

We'll bring him in after
I confirm some details

with the
gang task force.

What?

I sent a few cars
to his house.

Look, I just said
get eyes on Wexford.

That's it.
Nice and easy.

You gotta be kidding me.

Rafael Wexford.

This is
the Atlanta Police Department.

You are ordered
to surrender, now!

Shots fired!
Shots fired!

Anyone have eyes on him?
Who's got a shot?

It's the car.
It's the car!

A car backfired.
Stand down.

There was no shot.
Stand down!

Have we established a line
of communication?

Yeah,
you're holding it.

Where the hell's
the negotiator?

You're looking at her.
Do we have a throw phone?

Give Wexford a heads up.

Hey! Come cover me.

Rafael Wexford,
we're sending in a phone.

Stand by.

Give us a call,
Rafael.

Afternoon.

You're paying
for that window.

Mr. Wexford, I'm Special Agent
Faith Mitchell.

How's your day going?

Honestly,
I've had a lot worse,

but I guess I got a lot
to explain

to the neighbors,
now, don't I?

I agree.
This is quite a situation.

No, the situation is
that you ain't got a warrant

and you asking me to step
directly into a firing squad.

I can guarantee
your safety.

Girl, get.
We've got a dead cop,

another in the hospital, and
evidence that you were involved.

Mr. Wexford, I don't know
how long I can keep these cops

from storming
in your front door.

And that door is a lot more
expensive than that window.

Mr. Wexford, we're not
going anywhere.

Let me help you.

Oh.
You sound nice.

I bet your mom's
real proud.

Get me Will Trent!

That's gonna be a problem
because he is not here.

Hasn't been for months.
I don't even know where he is.

And not to brag,
but... I'm pretty good.

Amazing.
Get me Will Trent!

Mr. Wexford.

Will. Trent.

# "The problem is all inside
your head," she said to me #

# "The answer is easy
if you take it logically #

# "I'd like to help you in..." #

Eduardo, what's the
weather gonna be like today?

Hmm.
Hot as balls.

# "...to leave your lover" #

# She said, "It's really
not my habit to intrude" #

Eduardo, who's the cutest dog
in the entire world?

That's right.

All right, girl,
let's get to work.

# There must be 50 ways
to leave your lover #

# 50 ways to leave your lover #

# You just slip out the back,
Jack #

# Make a new plan, Stan #

# You don't need to be coy,
Roy #

# Just get yourself free #

# Hop on the bus, Gus #

# You don't need
to discuss much #

# Just drop off the key, Lee,
and get yourself free #

# Ooh, slip out the back, Jack #

# Make a new plan, Stan #

# Just drop off the key, Lee,
and get yourself free #

Uh-oh. It's getting hot.
Betty, look away.

They're going at it again,
huh?

Why don't people just
close their drapes?

It's one of life's
great mysteries.

His wife hire you?

You know I can't
discuss my client, Sammy.

Is Benji Hazzard giving it
to Debbie Gland again?

You know she was
my Sunday school teacher?

We should probably
move along.

I used to be so scared
of her

when I was little.

Here she is,
all soft and vulnerable,

thrusting away,
looking for connection.

It is sort of tender,
isn't it?

Okay, Sally, you're a
keen observer of the human race.

Look at that.
We've just been made.

Let's go.

Oh, hey, Will, you should
come by the diner.

We're doing
barbecue tonight.

Oh, shoot.
Uh, I can't.

I have an emergency,
uh, at home

I need to
take care of.

Maybe next time.

You know
he likes his privacy.

I know.
He just... seems lonely.

You know, I bet Mrs. Hazzard
ends up giving us a bonus.

What do you think?
Maybe we get a hot tub?

Oh, okay. All right.
You don't want a hot tub?

Well, what about
a cold plunge, huh?

You'll hate that.

Wilbur Trent...

where the hell did
you find this cat box?

What? You thought you
could hide forever?

I've known your every move.
Time to come home.

Thank you for stopping by
unannounced.

But I am home.

You know what?

Why don't you, uh, come on in
and I'll --

I'll get you a Topo Chico
for the...

What was that for?
For leaving town

and not telling anyone
where you were.

Well, you just said you knew
exactly where I was this whole time.

I had to stalk you.

How do you think
that made me feel?

You know, why are
you even here? Huh?

I mean, are you here because
you want to check on me

or because you
need something?

I was giving you space.

Mm.

And, yes,
there's a case.

There it is.
You know what?

I don't want to hear about it,
all right?

I'm not interested.

There's been a hit
on two cops.

One was --

Everybody's blaming
the Piedmont Ki--

There are over 2,000
officers in the APD

and 300 field agents
in the GBI.

I'm pretty sure
they can handle it.

Wilbur,
I've known you a long time,

and as long as
I've known you,

you've never run away
from your problems.

Let's be clear.

I didn't run
from anything, all right?

I did what I had to do.

Maybe everybody
should try that, huh?

I had no choice!

Crystal's mother, she was
gonna go to the press.

She was gonna sue.
It was all gonna come out.

I had to do it.

I know, I know.

I just...

I needed to start over.

All right?

Put it all down
for a while.

I understand that.
I really do.

But have you -- have you
spoken to Angie?

No.

Well, maybe you
wouldn't get so tired

if you didn't try
to carry it all yourself.

But you have been
summoned.

Everything is pointing
to the Piedmont Kings.

The APD have Rafael Wexford's
house surrounded.

It's a standoff and it could
blow up any second.

He asked for you.

Said you were the only person
he'd speak to.

Rafael Wexford?

He asked for me personally?

He did.

I'm asking for
a favor here, Will.

For me, please.

Don't you
call me crazy.

Oh, sorry.

Mentally ill, then.

That is your dog's
pile of crap.

That is not Bella's poop,
jerk face!

Hey, hey, hey.
Good morning.

Hi.
Everything okay here?

Can we keep
our voices down?

I know what Odie's deuces
look and smell like

and that is not his.

I'd like you
to take this doodie

and run it through
the database.

We'll see whose dog
it belongs to.

I think that's
a great idea.

Let's give our
security guard

a case to solve.

Let's go, Odie.
Fine.

It's a little dramatic,
do you think?

But sure.

Sure.

How's my little ray of light?

Really busy.
Hmm.

Really busy, actually.

I gotta get this dog poop
to the lab

to find out which dog soiled
Kathy Humps' --

I know.
Leave it alone.

Kathy Humps' front lawn.

Wait. There is a lab?

Oh, no.
They were Goldendoodles.

Yeah, there's a lab.

And a DNA database.

A doodoo base.
Now, I know you're kidding.

No, they swab the dogs
when they move in.

This is real.

Now, I know you miss me,

but what are you
really doing here?

Well, Trent's coming back to
work the Flynn murder.

And I wanted to tell
you face to face,

see how it landed.

Had to happen
sooner or later.

I'm good.

It's not like I'm gonna
run into him.

I'm good.
Okay, great check-in.

Call me.
Do your meetings.

Work on your statement
for the P.O.S.T. hearing.

Bossy.
This is not forever.

Unless you mess up
that hearing.

Now, I love you.

You look like a dork.

Thank you.
You're welcome.

I want to know that anything
is going on except --

Hi.

Okay, suit up.

I don't need that.

This your new partner?

Special Agent Gross.
Nice to meet you.

I said, no thank you.

This guy is the number-one
suspect in a cop assassination.

He has nothing to lose.

I'm not going in there
with a gun.

Can you back up?
Okay, Lurch --

Agent Gross,
can you take Betty

to get her some water?

Do you need to see
the plans for the house

so that you
know the layout?

I know it already.

I used to live there
for a while.

Okay, whatever
you do,

please do not give me
any more context.

Good luck.

# Yeah, yeah, aye #

# Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa #

# Yeah, look, I'm feelin'
like a ghost #

# Watch me pull up
in a Phantom #

# Yeah, I'm feelin'
like a ghost #

# Watch me pull up
in a Phantom #

You armed?

No.
You kill a cop?

Nah.

Well, then I guess
my work here is done.

Why don't you just
remove the gun

from the back of my head
and I'll be on my way?

Okay. Settle down.

I beat your ass once
into the ground.

I can do it again.

Oh, really?

You still wear
pajama pants?

It's Burberry, bitch.

Don't point guns
at people, okay?

It's rude and dangerous.

You're right.

That was aggressive.
I apologize.

Okay. You're still mad
about the thing.

I can see that.
You think?!

You look like ass,
by the way.

I've been in Tennessee.

You remember that?

Ugh!
I hate wet willies!

Rafael, come on, man.
Look, you invited me here.

Let's just talk
like grown men, okay?

Wait. I just don't...

Oh! I didn't even mean that,
honestly.

How do they even
know each other?

You'll be shocked to know
he didn't tell me.

What the hell's going
on in there?

All right,
that was fun.

Are we ready
to use our words?

All right.
Just please -- Just --

I'm gonna kill
your illiterate ass.

Is that my Sunshine?

Gramma,
look who's here.

It's Will!
She's deaf as a rock.

Look at you,
Miss Pearl.

Oh, you look beautiful,
like a million bucks honestly.

So good to see you.

Hey.

Will Trent.
Look at you.

Look at you.

Wanna come sit?

What happened?

Nothing.
Nothing.

Mnh-mnh, nothing at all.
Um...

Nothing?
No.

But I'm sure of one thing.

You matter to someone
out there.

You ready to talk?

I suppose it's time.

Come on.

I didn't have a thing to do
with killing that cop.

This is a setup.

Cops are bad
for business.

Maybe you wanted to
send a message.

Do you really think I would
send my guys to a barbecue

to kill a cop in broad daylight
wearing our colors?

It's bold.

But so are you.
True.

But as you also know,

I've always been a pragmatic
and strategic thinker.

And I have many things
to live for.

Oh?

Did you find love?
Is there a-a Mr. Wexford?

You don't know
everything about me.

Listen, I'mma hand
your case to you.

About a half a year ago,
Lincoln Spelling came to me.

Grove Park Boys?
Mm-hmm.

Said he wanted to merge.

Said we had
"common interests"

like I'm AT&T Time Warn--

I said no.

Now he's trying
to set me up.

You want me to prove
the Grove Park Boys

killed a cop
to frame you?

I did you
a big favor once.

There's a reason
we never talked after.

You got your life.

You owe me.

What did he say?

What happened
to your head?

He said he didn't do it.
I believe him.

We need to look into
the Grove Park Boys.

Where's my dog?
She's here.

So what about
all this?

Leave it.
He's not coming out.

I'm gonna see
this case through

then I'm going back
to Tennessee.

Great.
We gotta move fast.

Faith's in charge.

That better be okay.

It's fine.

I'm just a guest
here anyway.

You took my office.

It has a window.
It's mine now.

Fine. I'll take
your old office.

That's Lurch's office.

It's where he does
his best thinking.

You can take a desk
out in the bullpen.

There's your stuff.

Keep it.
I'm not staying.

Are you okay?

Yes.

Physically sound?
Mentally stable?

I like to think so.

Not a danger
to yourself or others?

Not that I know of.
Okay.

Ow! What the hell?
What was that for?

For leaving
and not telling anyone

where you were
for six months.

Oh, I'm sorry
if your feelings were --

Oh, this is a
beautiful apology -- Not!

Ooh! Tell her to calm down.
Women love that.

Oh, you got something
to say, Ormewood?

No, you're just
being you.

God bless.

I'mma go talk to
Lincoln Spelling.

Oh, no. Ormewood and I
can handle that.

How about you and Lurch --

Agent Gross
work on the getaway vehicle?

We have a description
and partial plates.

Hey, you need
to eat something.

I got you some
peanut butter crackers.

Yeah. Okay, I'll take it.
Thanks.

You ever gonna get your A/C fixed? Chill out.

Where is this guy?
Relax.

My CI says he's coming.

God, what a mess.

Did Chester have kids?

No. Just got married.

There's a GoFundMe
for her.

I threw in what I could,
which is not much.

I mean
God, Gina's lawyer's gonna have

an absolute field day
with this one.

It was a family barbecue.
They said to bring your kids.

You have to actually eat
the cracker,

Mitchell,
not just hold it.

I-I will. And you
didn't do anything wrong.

It was just...
a terrible thing.

Hey, before the shooting,

Max was flirting with some
crime-scene tech's daughter.

Go Max.
I know, right?

No, he was smooth, too.
He was making her laugh.

It was -- It was nice.
He's been so mopey lately.

Eat that!

Hey, hey.
Here he is.

What up, dawg?

Look, maybe I should go in there alone. No way.

I arrested him
three times.

One time, the power went out
in the station,

and I had to sit with him
in my squad car for three hours.

Yeah.
You guys fall in love?

He might've.

Fine.

I'll go take a look around
the back.

Eat the cracker.

Okay.
You happy?

Thank you.

Eduardo,
check the APD towing database

and all the private
towing companies in Atlanta

for a red Ziveran,
partial license plate 8H74.

Checking.

Faith thought she was messing
with us by giving us paperwork,

but she doesn't know
we have Eduardo now.

What exactly
is Eduardo?

Aren't you supposed to be
in Faith's old office?

Detective Ormewood
said he needed it.

Eduardo is my accessibility app.
I'm dyslexic, Agent Gross.

As many as 1 in 5
people are.

Totally get it.
I'm lactose intolerant.

You know, it's interesting
that it's a Ziveran.

Oh, yeah?
Why is that?

They're getting stolen
right and left.

It's a big thing
in Atlanta right now.

Maybe
there's a connection.

Maybe so, Agent Gross.
Good put together.

A red Ziveran
with a plate matching 8H74

has been called into
LaserSpeed Towing.

Outstanding.
Eduardo, let's celebrate.

GGGGGGGOOOOOOOOAAAAA...

Yeah, maybe we should --

I mean, shouldn't we let
Special Agent Mitchell know?

Nah. Agent Mitchell's
a big fan of initiative.

# Look at me, I'm in my zone #

# Look at me, I'm in my zone #

I don't appreciate the last-minute
nature of this visit, Mitchell.

Sorry it's inconvenient, but
I got a dead cop on my hands.

You take up golfing
in your old age?

Faith Mitchell.
It must be my lucky day.

And, yeah,
I just started.

I can tell.
Your swing looks like trash.

Watch your tone
in my house.

Let's go.

See, I-I think I'm turning
my hips too early.

Slow down

and keep your hands even
with the club head.

See, you cleaned up
that slice.

Hey, what do you know
about those two cops

who got shot
yesterday?

I heard it was
the Piedmont Kings.

Where'd you hear
that from?

You know...
around, everywhere.

Huh.

Well, is it true that you
proposed a merger

with Rafael Wexford?

Who'd you hear
that from?

Around, everywhere.

True story?

Pretty ballsy
to wear their colors

to an assassination.

Feels like it might
be a setup.

Well, what can I say?

The man is unwell.

And, Faith,
you looking fine. Hmm.

Lincoln, you must feel
very secure

putting your hands
on a GBI agent.

I am watching you.

Lincoln hurt his knee.
You should check on him.

What do we have here,
Betty?

Get out of that car!
Now!

Shut the dog up. Now!

It's okay, girl.
It's okay.

Let's give the car
to the nice man, right?

We don't want any trouble.
Isn't that right?

You should've thought about that
before you stole my car.

Aren't you
stealing this car?

It's my car. You stole it.
I'm not a thief.

You're the one pointing
a gun at me wearing a mask.

Well, I'm taking matters
into my own hands.

Well, this is funny.

I'm a special agent
with the GBI.

You give me this gun.

Let me get out.

Don't point this at me,
all right?

And lose the mask!

I'm having a hard time
feeling safe.

This looks legit.
But... are you okay?

You look much better
without that beard.

Thanks.
What's your name?

Jerry.

Jerry, how'd your car
end up here?

Someone stole it out of
my driveway yesterday.

I reported it to the police, but
they didn't seem too optimistic

about getting it back.

So how'd you find it?

I remembered.

I left my tablet
under the seat.

I tracked its location.

I grabbed my Beretta,
drank a Red Bull.

Here I am.

With your mask, huh?

So, can I get
my car back?

I'm afraid not, Jerry.
It's evidence.

Yeah, and I'm gonna need
the tablet, too.

Do me a favor.
Don't do this again.

Get yourself killed.

Forensics took a look
into the USB device

you found in the
getaway vehicle --

I'm sorry.
What are you doing?

This is a probiotic.

Like many dogs her age,
Betty, uh, is prone to IBS,

but this little capsule helps
reset her gut biome

and makes her feel light
as a feather

clean as a whistle.

What are you doing here?

The USB device contains
virus codes

that activate
the ignition

of this particular
Ziveran model.

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

So, break the side window,
insert the USB...

And the car
is all yours.

Ormewood found
a whole line of Ziverans

that matched the M.O. parked
behind the Grove Park Boys'

stupid little clubhouse.

So the rash of stolen
vehicles in Atlanta

all seem to be
connected to our case.

The getaway vehicle used
for Flynn's murder

was a stolen Ziveran.

Lincoln Spelling's
all over this.

Your friend Rafael,
he wasn't lying.

He was framed. What the hell's going on in there?

I promise, I had no idea!
Why would he tell me that?!

You all cover
for each other!

Screw you, Michael!
Screw you!

He did something wrong.

Hey. That was Cindy,
Chester's widow.

Her lawyer
just informed her

that Chester set up
three educational IRAs

in the amount of $10,000 each
for another woman's children.

A second family?
Can you find her?

Yeah. Yeah.

I know someone I trust

who worked with Chester
a few years back.

I'll go ask some questions.

What did you do?!

I disconnected
the governor.

Oh! Okay.
Let's see what she can do!

Geez, Angie.

Oh, my God!
Oh!

Angie! Angie! Angie!
Ugh!

Whoa!

You all right?

I'm okay.
You're okay.

Yeah.
Keep going.

Okay, here we go.

God, poor Chester.

It's scary, man.

Yeah, well, criminals
aren't afraid of us anymore.

And the politicians say
we're the bad guys.

To be fair,
they were this close

to hanging
a felony on me.

Thank God
for that judge.

Yeah, well,
you deserve that deal.

We need you.

Yeah?

There's been a suggestion
that Chester

was supporting
a second family.

What is it with cops
and second families?

Yeah. Peterson,
Snell, White.

Chester doesn't strike me
as the type, though.

Yeah, but what do I know
about family?

Well, you've got
good instincts.

I don't know how
you're staying sober, Ange.

I never got high to have fun
or... relax.

Not even in the beginning.

I only ever wanted
to forget things.

I don't want to
forget Crystal.

I'd only wake up
the next morning

and have to remember
it all over again.

Hey.

Um, I see you really
Nico-ized the space.

Love the TV in front
of the fireplace.

That's a nice touch.

Betty.
You're okay now.

You're home.

You're the best girl,
and we'll never be apart again.

Guess what, Betty.
I have that bologna you like.

I see you found the money
I left for you.

So, you back now?
It's just a visit.

Old friend of mine's
in serious trouble.

You moved on,
and so have I.

Betty and I sleep
in the bedroom.

You take the garage.

Nico.
Hey, Nico!

# Mira, nunca creas
que te olvido #

# Pues mi amor por ti
es tan grande #

# Que no es posible otro igual #

# Si hasta cuando dejes
de quererme #

# Pediré que otros amores
hagan tu felicidad #

Friendly reminder that
there are still 15 squad cars,

three Humvees, and 30
police officers parked outside

of Rafael Wexford's
house.

And it's 100 degrees
outside --

what my daddy called
"murder weather."

Where are we?

Hey.

I tracked down Chester's
side piece, and she's here.

Great.
Let's go talk to her.

We got this.

Keep me posted.

We found a burner phone
in Chester's locker.

He was texting with someone,
and they set up a meeting

for today
in about an hour.

Where'd everybody go?
Where's the meeting?

Uh, Mixtape Mexico.

It's good. All the dishes
are named after

Atlanta music artists.

Cool.
Um... great find.

Thanks.

But honestly, they just called
me with the information.

# Tú serás la Cinderella,
él, el tonto que da pena #

# Y aunque yo no sea
un príncipe azul #

# Soy tu amor y tu dilema #

You gonna order?

# Soy el malo con una virtud #

Oh, sure. Yeah.
Um, just, uh -- just a moment.

# El no entiende
el procedimiento #

Eduardo, read this.

The André 3000 --

Spicy birria, oaxacan cheese
on a corn tortilla.

The Lisa "Left Eye" Lopes... You said
that you were gonna take care of it,

so I assumed
it was off my plate.

Excuse me. ...al Pastor, avocado, grilled pineapple...

Do not say "no worries,"
okay?

It was your fault.
You should worry.

Excuse me. Are you --
Can you hold on a second?

Can you just turn that
down a bit?

Actually, I'm dyslexic,

and I need this
to read the menu.

I have to call you back.
I'm being shamed.

The Killer Mike...

Thank you.

Hi. Yes, can I have
a Killer Mike, please?

You ready or what?

Yes, I am.

Um, I will have
the André 3000,

but, um, just
no cheese.

There's no substitutions.

Well, technically,
it's not a substitution.

It's a subtraction.

Oh my God.
You know what?

I'll, um -- I'll just
remove it myself.

Are you here
meeting someone?

Yeah. Why do --

Oh, no.
Are you my 1:00?

Wait. You don't know
who you're meeting?

I was expecting a cop,
and you don't look like a cop.

Sorry. Who are you?

I'm Special Agent Will Trent,
GBI.

Who are you?
I'm Marion Alba.

I'm with the Fulton County
District Attorney's office.

What's going on
right now?

Chester Flynn was the cop
who contacted you.

The one that
was murdered?

That's right.
Why'd he reach out to you?

I have to go.

You're scared. Why?

I, um -- I don't know
who you are.

I don't know what that guy
was involved in.

And I'm not going
to talk to you.

Look, I-I just need to --
No.

A cop was murdered and
somebody's being framed for it!

Doesn't anybody care
about facts and truth anymore?!

Ms. Alba, I don't want to be
in this position

any more than you do,
all right?

I was enjoying life
in Tennessee.

You know, I was trying
to sort things out because I --

I arrested the love of my life
last year,

and I broke up a ring of corrupt
cops three years before that.

I'm a pathologically
scrupulous person.

I'm aware of that.

If I could be any other way,
I would.

I don't -- I don't even know
if I could be a cop anymore.

Point is, you do not need to be
afraid of me.

Okay. One Killer Mike
and one André 3000.

Thank you.
Thank you.

You arrested the love
of your life?

It's a long story.
All right, really long.

C-Could we please
just sit?

Yeah.

Chester contacted me.
He was cagey.

Didn't want to give me
his name.

Said he was using a burner
and that he had something

to get off of his chest.

Asked a lot of questions
about immunity.

Why you?

I'm working on a RICO case
against the Grove Park Boys.

What'd you make
of his call?

A cop wanting to get
something off of his chest,

asking about immunity --

What does that sound like
to you?

A whistle-blower.
Mm.

I thought you guys were looking
at Rafael Wexford for this.

He's no angel,
but I know him pretty well,

and I don't think
he did this.

How do you know
Rafael Wexford?

100 years ago.

I was raised
in foster care.

When I got out, I had nothing.
He was my friend.

He let me stay at his house
with his grandma.

Then we had
a falling out.

That's a story.

For another day.

Chester Flynn was shot
outside of a cop barbecue.

It's like... Shakespeare.

You think the police killed
one of their own?

I think you should be careful
who you speak to.

All right,
this is breaking news.

Rafael Wexford has surrendered... What?

...and confessed
to the shootings

of two Atlanta police officers.

What the hell? And as you can see, he is in custody.

Can you come with me?
...for Wexford at this point.

Why'd you confess?

Where's my gramma?

I found a safe place for her.
Why'd you confess?

I finally found God.
I'm not gay anymore.

After what,
20 years of silence

you call in the favor,
and now this?

I guess it wouldn't be
the first time

I have to take the fall,
now would it?

I really thought you
could get this figured out.

I know
you're being framed.

Oh, really? We're not gonna take a bad confession.

Yeah, I don't know.

Everybody else here is eager
to put a needle in my arm.

Rafael, what you're doing
makes no sense.

Make it make sense.

Please.

Rafael Wexford confessed
to the murder of Chester Flynn

and the attempted murder
of Robert Taron.

Thanks to the heroic
efforts of the GBI

partnering with the APD,

the streets of Atlanta
are safe.

You know he didn't do it,
right?

He confessed.
Everyone thinks this is over.

Do you really think
Chester Flynn

was gonna blow
the whistle on dirty cops?

It's all conjecture
at this point.

I'm a prosecutor.
We deal in truth and facts.

Chester had a story to tell,
but he was killed.

That's all I know.
Well, guess what we heard.

The woman Chester
gave money to was not the mother

of his illegitimate
children.

Turns out, her husband
was killed in a carjacking.

Chester was
the responding officer.

She said he was really upset.
She actually said he cried.

And the $30,000
in college funds for her kids --

that wasn't the end of it.

He gave another five grand
in cash

and then donated another
10 grand through crowdfunding.

What kind of cop
has $45,000 lying around?

Oh, the corrupt kind.

Somebody forced Rafael
to confess.

Something
he's afraid to say.

We need to go to his house,
answer's got to be there.

Let's go.
I'll drive.

Can you keep this case open?
Buy us some time?

I might lose my job.

Truth and facts, right?

I can try. Yeah.

Thank you.
Mm-hmm.

Let's get to work.
Ormewood, search upstairs.

What are we looking for?

I'm not sure --
a-a letter, a message,

anything that can be used
for leverage.

Use your imagination.
Copy that.

Looking for a letter
or a severed horse head.

So you don't actually
know what we're looking for.

That's right. And this isn't one of those times

that you secretly have an idea
but you're just not telling me

because you're selfish
and a terrible communicator.

Can you just let me think?

Yeah.
I'll take the back of the house.

So good to have you back.

He confessed,
but he is innocent.

That means
someone had leverage.

Taking the fall
for killing a cop.

That's a death sentence.

So that means he's willing
to die for it.

Not it -- someone.

Not Gramma.

You don't know
everything about me.

Is that my Sunshine?

Faith!

I found his laptop.
It's password-protected.

Try "Sunshine."

How about "Sunny"?

Who is that?

It's his daughter.

They took his daughter.

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