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Yesterday,
the body of BFM leader,

Marcus LaCroix, was found
hanging from a tree.

At the moment, police are
ruling his death as suicide.

Residents of the
city are outraged.

Oh, shit.

I can't believe this.

I knew something like
this would happen.

Yesterday,
the body of BFM leader,

Marcus LaCroix, was found
hanging from a tree.

At the moment, police are
ruling his death as suicide.

Turn it off.

Residents
of the city are outraged.

What happened Nev?

I said, turn it off.

Yo, what the fuck, man.

Tell me this shit ain't true.

Somebody tell me this is a trick

they trying to play
on us right now.

Now, you know
what? It's a rumor.

It's a rumor that
they put out there

to try to break us up, right?

Can't.

Right, Nev?

Somebody say something.

- I know they ain't do
my man like that. I know.

Some conflicting reports are coming in

and now they're saying his
brother killed himself.

Yo, turn that shit off.

This
black man killed himself.

Wait, wait, wait, what?

Yo, they saying Marcus killed--

Don't.

Don't you dare
just fix your mouth

to say some shit like that.

Nev, look at me.

I swear. I give you my word.

I'm gonna get to the
bottom of this shit.

And we all gonna get through
this together, alright?

- And Ellen ain't
got shit on you, Ken.

I mean, that's some
Oscar shit, right y'all?

Don't you dare come up in here

parading and performing

like you fucking care.

When everyone in this room
heard you threaten him

the last time we saw him alive.

- Whoa, Nev, threaten, really?
Yo, what the fuck, man.

That's what you think?

You think that I
could hurt my brother?

That's what the
fuck y'all think?

Y'all think I could hurt my man?

Alright, look, yeah, we argue.

Shit, we even fight.

But, you really think
Nev, that I could,

I could kill my brother?

Word?

Word.

Wow.

You know, Kendrick,

since day one, I had nothing
but ill vibes about you,

but Marcus, he
always defended you,

said you were one
of his day ones.

And not me.

You see from the
moment I met you,

I saw nothing but
envy in your eyes.

His body ain't even cold yet.

And you already accusing
him of some shit

you know he ain't do.

Get the fuck out my house.

Nev, listen.

Get the fuck out my house.

Yo, who this?

What the fuck is going on?

I ask you to set up
a meeting with Marcus

and he ends up dead?

This is fucking bad, man.

- First of all, I've
been calling you for days

and you haven't hit me back.

Yo, that's exactly what
I was trying to tell you.

Marcus--

Marcus knew about the
meeting before I got there.

Wait, what?

- He called in an
emergency meeting

and by the time I got there,

he was already talking
about how he had,

how he had a private
meeting lined up with y'all.

Like, I figured that you had
another man inside tell him.

- Look, I have to go into
a meeting in a few minutes

and you want me
to tell the mayor

that Marcus
mysteriously disappears

after announcing
a meeting with us,

a meeting that you
never told him about?

Is that what you're
asking me to do?

- Nigga, I don't give
a fuck what you do.

I didn't tell Marcus.

Like, this shit is fucked up.

If people start putting together
that I was fucking with you

and it might have
got Marcus killed,

like, I'm a dead man. I don't--

- Do not tell a single soul
we're worried about this.

Do you understand?

Keep your eyes and ears
open and don't call me.

I'll be in touch.

What do you mean, don't call?

Fuck.

Hey.

Hey.

Long night?

- Ooh, like you
would not believe.

It took my queen 10
hours to deliver.

You can never really
time these things.

Hmm.

- So how was your
evening with the doctor?

He didn't show.

His phone keeps going
straight to voicemail.

Yeah. I'm sorry to hear that.

And,

I told you I had a
bad feeling about him.

And I am not happy about
him standing up my sister.

What happened to your arm?

Mm, my mama bear scratched me.

Right.

- Okay well, I'm
gonna take a nap.

I'm exhausted.

You wanna catch a
movie tomorrow night

like we were planning?

- I'm doing a graveyard
double shift tonight.

I'm gonna be laid
out most of tomorrow.

Maybe some other time.

All right.

Yeah. All right.

Well I'm just gonna

get some shut eye

and you know, have
a great shift.

Maybe I'll see you on campus.

Fontaned?

- Oh, hey. Yeah. I'm on
my way to Freeman lake

going question
that Williams kid,

I just had to pick
up some paperwork.

Just an FYI.

We were able to pull a match
off one of the other prints.

It belongs to Kevin McNeil.

The leasing manager.

Yeah. He's not a
suspect at the moment.

I mean, the guy has no pride

so just keep that one in
your back pocket, okay?

All right.

Hey, listen.

You wanna take Proctor with you?

No, sir.

I'm good. I'm good.

You sure?

No, I'm good.

I can gamble this one on my own.

Hey Des.

What's up?

- Don't underestimate
Darnell. He's a slick one.

Gotcha.

All right.

Can I help you?

Yeah, Detective Fontaned.

I'm looking for Stephanie Love.

Come on in.

Lord, what'd he do now?

How much time you got?

Boy, I done told you

with all these new laws
they coming up with,

you gonna get us
kicked out of here.

You want us out
here on the streets?

Auntie, I ain't do nothing.

Alright, whatever he tell
you, don't listen to 'em.

His ass is lying.

So
you Stephanie Love's sister?

Yes, foster sister.

I see.

You know when she'll be home?

- We haven't seen Stephanie in
about three years, Detective.

Is she missing?

- No, this is just
what Stephanie does.

She disappears for
months at a time

and just pops back
up out the blue.

But this is the
longest she's been away

without reaching out.

We bounced from foster
home to foster home

when we were kids.

She got adopted when
she was about 14.

She's had it rough.

She's been battling
demons her whole life.

Sorry to hear that.

It's okay.

Ms. Allen.

Rose. My name is Rose.

Ms. Rose.

Ms. Rose, would you mind if
I spoke to Darnell alone?

- I'll be in the
room if you need me.

- Look, I'm not here
to arrest you just yet.

But if you fuck my
intelligence, Bam,

I'm gonna slap these
bracelets on you

and take you down
to the station.

You understand?

First off, how'd you
get into this apartment?

You and your mom, you lived
in Samantha Jones' apartment

before they moved here.

I lived
there by myself

for a couple months
after my mom disappeared.

All right. Police
was looking for me.

They was trying to throw
me back up in foster care.

So, Auntie came through
and got this apartment.

How you know AJ Jones?

Who?

Fuck this, man.

Oh, oh, oh, alright. Chill.

I know AJ from B-more.

Wait, wait, wait.

You're telling me
that you knew AJ

before he moved
to Freeman Lakes.

- Yeah, we was in the
DT-45 program together.

Had a little fallout
over something back then,

but we got cool
when we met up here.

Both just wasn't feeling
that Corey nigga.

Know what I mean?

Are you a BFM member?

When you guys wore a black
mask, the night you jumped me?

Why?

You know, I figured that
Bennington set me up

until I realized that
AJ was there with me

and pulled my piece on me.

'Cause he wouldn't do
that for Bennington.

I know why he did it.

But what was the
money transaction

between you and
Bennington by the pool?

Hmm?

You don't got an answer?

Look, I'm assuming that
you guys were the ones

that cleared out
Bennington's apartment.

I mean, that's what he
paid you for, right?

- Look, yo, I don't know
nothing about that. All right?

- You know, I figured
you'd say that.

How you know Fiona Reed?

I'm sorry, who?

Bro.

My patience is running
thin, all right?

You will come clean about
something one way or another,

all right?

So, you lied about AJ and now
you lying about Fiona Reed.

Yet we found your
prints in her apartment.

- All right, I know
her, but not like that.

All right, She's
just a customer.

I delivered food to her a
couple times. That's about it.

You work?

Yeah man. All right.

Don't act so surprised
nigga. I work.

I work for Super Eats.
That's how I make my bread.

All right. That's why
I'm not in school.

I gotta help out
with rent and shit.

All right. All right.

Can anyone attest
to your schedule

the night she went missing?

- I was working, but I was
in her apartment that night.

No, no, no.

I love myself way too
much to continue this

'cause it's nothing.

Hold on.

Who is it?

Bam.

- What's up, Bam?
Good to see you.

- How you doing?
- Good to see you too.

Come on, come on in.

You know, I got your usual.

- You know you
always hook me up.

You can actually set
that right over there.

I wanna go grab my purse
and I made some Sarro,

so help yourself. Okay?

Of course.

Thank you.

No, no. I'm over it.

No, you are the leasing
manager for God's sake.

Are you kidding me?

- Look, dead ass yo, I ain't
do nothing to Fiona bro.

All right, she mad cool,

always offer me something to
drink, treats me very well.

I deliver mad food and groceries
to her and that's about it.

She stays at home a lot because
she don't be feeling well.

She pregnant.

Man, how you know that?

Like I
said, we mad cool.

And she'll talk to me sometimes,

told me she was messing with
some dude who wasn't about shit

and how she regretted
getting pregnant by his ass.

You know that new
leasing manager?

He ain't shit, yo.

- The leasing
manager? Kevin McNeil?

Yeah, that motherfucker.

She ain't mention him by name,
but I know it's that nigga.

How you know?

Seen them fighting.

Look, only shorty's I
ever argued with like that

are the ones I
messed around with.

That was the energy.

So, just take these in for me.

The yellow ones
go to Karen, okay?

And I need the red
one on my desk.

Thank you.

- Mr. McNeil,
Detective Fontaned.

We met a couple days ago.

Is this a good time to talk?

Sure.

How can I help you detective?

- Well, I have a few more
questions about Fiona Reed.

Okay, well.

I think I already told you
everything that I know.

Oh, everything man?

Except you didn't tell us
that you knew her. Personally.

Excuse me.

Mm.

- I knew the victim
just as much as

I know all the residents.

Well, I hope not.

Look, we can save each
other a lot of time.

Just tell the truth.

Do I need a lawyer?

- Well, if you didn't do
anything, then why would you?

I didn't.

Okay.

Then tell us what were you
doing in her apartment?

I mean, we find
your fingerprints

in several places
throughout the unit.

I'm sure.

You'll probably find my
fingerprints at all the units.

I'm the leasing manager.

True.

- I'm a very hands on
kind of guy, detective.

Don't let these fly
clothes fool you.

I like to get my hands
dirty to get the job done.

Mm. Hands on.

That's a funny choice of words.

Yeah.

- Yeah. Maybe you're just
a little bit too hands on.

The thing is we didn't find any

documented maintenance
orders on that apartment.

Yet, we found your
fingerprints in the center

and all over the wall
above the headboard.

So, either you like breaking
in your tenant's apartments

and then tightening
up the bed frames

or I'm gonna go with
my original hunch.

You and Fiona Reed were fuckin'.

Okay.

We messed around, but
I didn't kill her.

Kill her. Wow.

This is a missing persons case.
How do you know she's dead?

- I didn't, I didn't
mean it like that.

I'm just saying that I
didn't hurt her, okay?

I know it looks bad.

I just know that these
things don't end well.

And the reason I didn't
come clean before is because

I could lose my job.

- How'd you feel when she
told you she was pregnant?

Excuse me.

Pregnant?

Mhm.

- Look, we weren't
exclusive, okay?

If she was pregnant,
if she is pregnant,

it doesn't mean the baby's mine.

Mm.

From what I understand, a few
days before she disappeared,

you and her had a
very intense argument.

It got a bit physical.

So, did that have anything to
do with her being pregnant?

Who the fuck told you that?

It doesn't matter who told me.

Is it true?

Look, detective.

I'm married, okay?

- Wow. This just gets
better and better.

- Yeah. Yeah. I know. I'm
a piece of shit, all right.

But I'm not a killer.

Okay.

So, the night Fiona went
missing was my son's birthday.

So, I was home all night
with my wife and my kids.

Hey, you can check my phone.

Check the satellite
outside my house.

It'll show you I'm
telling the truth.

Okay.

All right, Bennington
2.0. We'll see.

But at some point,

you're gonna have to
come down to the station

and follow up on this
story, all right?

Okay.

Yeah.

Hey.

We got a problem.

Hello. Hello.

For those of you
that don't know me,

I'm Dr. Simon Rubido.

I'm a scientist and I'm a
philanthropist and entrepreneur.

And I'm the former director

of DT-45 task force committee.

Now, I'm talking to you today

because I believe
that we have arrived

at a season of revelation
and season of reckoning,

season of judgment,

for which I too will be held
responsible for my actions.

Now, much like the
Tuskegee experiments,

DT-45 sanitarian project
was a complete failure.

It'll leave a stain on the
fabric of this nation forever.

We've failed the
youth of this country,

particularly the
BIPOC community.

And I have a report that
over 70% of male youth,

most of whom are African
American, are now sterile.

And I'll bet you're
asking yourself,

what part does the DT-45
program play in any of this?

And if it did, how?

And why?

Well, okay,

hang on to your
seats, boys and girls,

because the truth
is gonna be told.

Who let you in my damn office?

I pretty much let myself in.

My name is Steve Spencer.
I'm with the NSA.

Please, have a seat.

So, what's this about?

- I'll cut to the
chase, Mr. Mayor.

I'm here to brief you
on a myriad of matters,

primarily Marcus LaCroix
and Freeman Lake apartments.

Nefertiti.

I suppose, you know by now
that the riots are starting.

I assume that you also
know that there are

a whole lot of people
who are going to be hurt

on both sides,

but none more than the
members of your organization.

- And the way that
black king was

taken, killed,

disgraced,

and the blame placed on
him for his own death.

You should be ashamed.

My higher ancestors
must feel about you.

- Nefertiti, I had nothing
to do with Marcus's death.

- You're part of the
system that killed him.

Nefertiti, I can assure you,

the mayor played no part
whatsoever in Marcus's death.

Now, yes, there are
other factors at play,

but they have nothing to do
with this administration.

"The Mother Earth",

it's one of Marcus's
most renowned speeches.

He was so concerned about the
disappearance of black women.

He'd worry constantly about me

and some of the other sisters,

because of all the attention
we were stirring up.

He was so afraid that that's
how the enemy would attack.

- That is such a
beautiful speech.

Nefertiti, you are
such an amazing writer.

I mean, did you write
all of his speeches?

Look, I'm just asking because,

do you remember Ms. Bassett?

She was your English professor

when you did your
undergrad at Spellman.

Okay, well it just so
happens that she and I

were actually roommates
when I went there

and she was the very first
person who told me about you

and who you are.

And these are her words exactly.

"She has the potential
to change the world."

- I know what
you're trying to do.

Flattery don't move me.

Marcus was such
a brilliant order

who brought all of
my words to life.

We lifted each other up.

No, no, no.

Honey, I was not trying
to be disrespectful.

I wouldn't say anything
to diminish Marcus' accomplishments.

Life gets so
complicated sometimes.

Even this lake,

it's so beautiful
on the surface,

but some say that if you
listen really closely,

you can still hear the screams
of our ancestors drowning.

And the saddest part is
that not much has changed.

We are still drowning
mentally and physically.

And these riots are going to
steal away even more of us.

Nefertiti, I know
that you are broken,

but right now you are the
only one with the power

to have the BFM stand down

and stop what's
happening in our city.

Marcus wouldn't
have wanted this.

So, listen,

I am coming here woman to
woman to look you in the eye

and let you know that
we are sincerely sorry

about what happened to Marcus,

but honey, like it or not,

you are the new leader
of this movement.

It was inevitable

that you would have to
fill Marcus's shoes.

And I'm letting you know
that we are going to

do everything in our power
to find out who did this.

Now, you, you are a
smart young woman.

So, I'm not gonna
candy coat this,

and I'm gonna give
it to you straight.

I will be the next
mayor of the city.

Now, can you imagine?

Can you imagine two strong
black women running this city,

making real change?

Not only the change
that Marcus wanted,

but the change that
you want for yourself

and for your child.

Yes.

You and your child.

Oh honey,

you might wanna
know that you can't

hide anything from a mother.

I'm a mother of two.

You might be able to hide
that little bump right now,

but honey,

there is no hiding that
beautiful black magic glow

that is surrounding you.

- It's okay. It's
okay. It's okay.

- He would have been
such a great father.

Damn, this shit is so painful.

Now that I'm gonna have to
raise another black child

who doesn't get to
know his father,

or be held by his father.

This is too much.

He didn't get a chance to finish
what he works so hard for.

Then you finish it.

You finish it for Marcus.

You finish it for yourself

and you finish it
for your child.

Nefertiti, you have
to listen to me, okay?

For right now, right now,

it is time for you
to rule, queen.

Listen to me,

it is time for you
to rule, queen.

It's okay. It's okay.

Okay, staff.

For those of you
who are not aware,

Sarah Bell, who started her
internship here last week,

has been reported missing.

I'm urging you all
to be very careful.

Utilize the buddy
system when walking over

to the parking lot at night,

stay off your phones

and remain vigilant
about your surroundings.

We are beefing up our security.

However, let's all take
responsibility for one another.

Please send prayers up
for Sarah and her family

for her safe return.

Thank you, please be careful.

Daysha, you okay?

No, I'm not.

- There's something
I want to tell you,

but I don't know how to say
it without freaking you out.

What? That you're involved?

- What?
- I already figured that out.

No, listen,

this is gonna sound crazy,

but there is this organization

full of some very powerful
people who are out here,

abducting us, and playing
God with our lives.

Just stop.

Stop Shayna.

I'm going to the police.

Sis, you don't wanna do that.

Back up,

move any closer and I'll--

Or you'll what?

You'll scream?

Go ahead.

We've been screaming
for centuries.

Ain't nobody listening.

- What the hell
is wrong with you?

The hell is wrong with me?

What the hell is wrong with
y'all? Y'all are out here asleep

and I'm over here trying
to show you something,

open your eyes to some shit
and you won't even let me.

- You really talk a good game
about all the sisterhood shit.

Where'd you go
last night, Shayna?

And you come back
the next morning

with a bloody bandage
around your arm.

And now this girl from the
complex turns up missing?

No, you did that shit

along with everybody else
that you're involved with.

Just listen.

You can think what
you want about me,

but I just want you to know we
from the same tribe, sister.

- We're not from
the same damn tribe.

I'm not a liar.

What do you mean, a liar?

- You said you didn't
know Eric. You lied.

You have a picture of him
with his face all crossed out.

- So, you can sneak into
my room, go through my shit

and I'm a liar?

You found a picture.

Now you suddenly think
you have cracked the case.

Let me enlighten you, queen.

You have not even
scratched the surface.

I'm trying to stop this shit.
I am trying to protect you.

Protect yourself.

Let's go.

- All right,
everybody listen up.

Y'all know what tonight is?

Yeah.

- No. Do y'all know
what tonight is?

Yeah.

Tonight is war.

Yeah. War.

See, this here.

This here's been a
long time coming.

This moment right here
didn't just happen overnight.

So the blackface movement
will strike home tonight.

Yeah.

- Now, contrary to what you
might believe, or was told,

Marcus was my best friend.

Talk to 'em.

So, y'all don't believe

those divide and conquer
tactics of the past now.

See, that's what they
did to Huey P right?

Right.

That's what they did
to Bobby Seal. Right?

Yeah.

But I would've died
for my brother.

And he knew that.

So, tonight I'm willing
to die for my brother

if that's what it
takes to get justice.

Yeah.

To get justice.

Yeah.

Let's go out there
and show who we

and who BFM has always been.

That's right.

BFM.

- BFM. BFM.
- BFM. BFM. BFM. BFM. BFM.

There's no way
to stop what's coming.

All we can try and
do is contain it

and come out with minimal
damage as possible.

It's time to issue a curfew.

- The public is gonna
contest that without a doubt,

our police force just
isn't strong enough

to man and enforce a curfew.

- Tell the commissioner execute
standard, right protocols.

All prayers help.

Call your loved ones.

It's gonna be a long night.

Yeah, I'm safe.

I'm in the hospital library.

I'm doing a double, so
I'm spending the night.

I figured I gotta
be safe here, right?

It's like a bad dream I
can't seem to wake up from.

- I still can't believe you
confronted her about everything.

Did you call the police yet?

- I'm gonna, I just don't
have enough evidence yet.

You know black folk

ain't quick to call
the police on anyone.

Shit has a way of
going left real quick.

Next thing you know,

they're gonna try to make me
an accomplice to that chick.

Shoot.

Girl. You ain't never lied.

- And it's literally
the craziest thing.

He was on the manifest and
actually landed in Atlanta.

And then, poof, Dr.
Matthews just disappeared.

We are all over here praying

that they find him
safe and sound.

The staff has taken
it really hard.

- I found all these
articles in her bedroom

about Eric and this
Corey Bennington.

She had Eric's face crossed
out like a serial killer.

I should have taken
it for evidence.

Honestly,

you need to get on a plane and
get the fuck up out of there.

I don't care nothing
about that contract.

I don't care about
what they paying you.

You know, I always have
a spot for you Daysh.

Thank you, girl.

Break is almost over.

I'll be here tonight.

And then tomorrow I'll
pack up all my things

and head on out.

- Don't you go anywhere
near that apartment.

Homegirl, they
wrapped too tight.

You, you need to
call the police.

You need to let them
handle that shit.

You done done your part.

Let them handle that
Scooby-Doo shit.

Okay. Police. I hear you.

I gotta go. Let me know if you
hear anything on your side.

- Gotcha. Okay,
girl. Love you. Bye.

Hey captain.

What you got for me?

- Well, I got Bam and
McNeil to both admit

that they were in
Fiona Reed's apartment.

And I threw a Hail Mary,

got McNeil to confess
that he was fuckin' her.

Oh, shit.

Wow.

I taught you well, young Jedi.

Yeah.

Well, I don't think that Bam
had anything to do with it.

To be honest, I don't
think McNeil did either.

Even though he
happens to be a dick.

Bennington. He's at
the top of my list.

Bennington?

Yeah.

Now, is this
Detective Fontaned talking

or is this a
compromised individual

who's trying to solve
the disappearance

of his missing friend.

Listen, don't be so quick
to dismiss Mr. Williams.

He could have got
miss Fiona pregnant,

freaked out, had her killed.

I
don't get that vibe from him.

Plus 85% of the DT-45 boys
are said to be sterile.

True that.

FBI just sent us some more
information from their lab.

What'd they find now?

- It's about the
third set of prints

and nothing on their database
matches with the prints, but--

What did you do?

- They were able to
determine one thing.

What?

- These prints
belong to a woman.

What are you doing?