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Previously on East New York...

We can significantly increase

our coverage of the area by having cops

assigned to solo foot posts.

Some sections of the city have seen

a marked downturn in street crime.

And one factor is the increase
in foot patrols.

I was behind that 100%.

I've got an undercover... Sean Dryden.

I'm not sure you should be seen with me.

Yeah, one of the reasons I want
out of undercover assignments.

Sick of worrying about things like that.

I meant to call you last night.

Yeah, it's-it's okay.
I think that we got hot and heavy

a little too quick.

I don't think it's
good for either one of us

to be involved right now.

If it was me that went off of my nut,

Remy would've clipped me
without hesitation.

Instead you did it to him!

Yeah, I did it to him.

You also have to answer
for killing Yolo Linden.

I'm sure you have
information on other dirty cops.

Look, work with the D.A.
Maybe they'll go easy on you, Walsh.

- Regina.
- Dad,

I'm not going to talk shop with you,

unless you're ready to tell me what
went down with you at the 7-4.

One day I'll spill.

Oh, Terrell, Terrell.

Oh. Oh.

Yo, help!

Help! Somebody help, help!

You are gonna make me late.

Hey, that's not so bad, is it?

A little late's not so bad.

You know, I'm actually
getting used to having

to sneak around with you.

I'm actually worried
you'll get bored of me

if you don't have to sneak around.

Is that something you're worried about?

As long as I can
turn and see you sleeping next to me...

I ain't worried about nothing.

Why don't we go away for the weekend?

Yeah, where do you want to go?

Just someplace pretty

and away from here.

I stayed at this place

in the Berkshires called Canyon Ranch

on an undercover assignment.

Super deluxe, beautiful setting.

That sounds great.

I'll book it.

Mmm.

Girl, you better get out of here
before you got to call a 1013.

Mmm.

Yeah, that Booker Sons,
that's some serious barbecue.

- Oh, yeah?
- Yeah, you ever have it?

I never have.

It's like North Carolina barbecue.

I think that's where Booker was from.

Rack of ribs, brisket sandwich

with a side of potato salad...
Ooh, good God.

Sound like you're hungry, Marvin. Yeah.

I ain't never been this close
without ordering something.

- Here.
- You're damn right, I'm hungry.

You want a granola bar?

Man, get away from me with that.

Come on.

- Man, that's rabbit food.
- This ain't no rabbit food.

- Put it in your back pocket...
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no.

All right, so you found Terrell
Booker Sr. around what time?

Around 7:00 when I got in.

When was the last time
you saw him alive?

Last night when we closed up.
I mean, it was about midnight.

We'd tell him

he didn't need to be working this hard.

You know, we'd tell him that
me and Javier could close up.

Who's we, Mr. Booker?

Uh, my mom and I.

Boss?

This is Terrell Booker's wife.

I'm so sorry for your loss.

I told Terrell...

not to close up by himself
late at night.

I told him and told him and told him.

Hopefully my detectives will
be able to figure out exactly

what it is that happened.

This, you recognize this?

That's what Terrell
would put the deposits in.

And Terrell would make
those bank deposits himself?

- Always.
- Well, those deposits are missing.

- Why don't you show me around?
- Yeah.

Uh. This way.

What time did you
leave here last night, Mr. Booker?

Around 11:00.

Who else was here at the time?

Uh, my mother and father...

Javier and a couple of customers.

But you close at 10:00.

Yeah, my-my-my dad

unlocked the door to let in
a few stragglers.

We waited until they finished.

Maybe 10:30.

Was your husband here when you left?

That's when he likes to do the ordering

and... pay the bills.

He likes it then... because it's quiet.

When was it that you saw
he hadn't come home?

I was out like a
light when I got into bed.

- When I got up around 7:00...
- Mm-hmm.

I saw that he hadn't come home.

Oh, Chief.

- Mrs. Booker...
- Vivian.

- John.
- I'm so sorry. I came as soon

as I heard it on the rad... whoa, whoa.

Uh, I've been coming here
since I was a patrolman.

Can I please take her home and
let her rest for a little bit?

- Sure.
- Come on, Ma.

Terrell was so afraid of falling.

He used to say that when you get

to be a certain age,
you got to stay upright.

Because if you fall down
and break something,

it's all downhill from there.

I never thought he'd fall down and die.

- Now let's... you can take her home.
- Thank you, John.

Thank you.

Yeah.

Wow.

Oh, check this out.

Yeah.

Yo. I had just been made lieutenant.

That's my moms, my brother...

You're in some good company
on this wall.

Mayor Dinkins.

That's Reggie Jackson.

Dinkins, that's right. Listen, I...

I wanted to talk to you
about something. I-I...

did this interview for, uh...

All New York News.

- Yeah. Hey, it was good.
- Did you...? No, no.

I'm not fishing.
Uh, I wanted to tell you...

when the subject came up
about foot posts,

I gave you all the credit, and when...

I saw the edited version,

it sounded like I was
taking credit for myself.

Chief, you don't owe
me no explanation...

No, I kind of feel like I do.

Well, I-I appreciate you giving me one.

Okay? Yeah, uh...

so...

how do we think
this whole thing happened?

Well, from what we can tell,
it looks like

some kind of blunt force trauma.

Also, he didn't have any cash on him

and there was nothing in the pouch
that he used to make the deposits.

So robbery is not out of the question?

Right, right.

So... your gut tells you that it's not

- accidental?
- My gut always tells me that.

Start with murder

unless shown to be otherwise.

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Popular restaurant.

Uh-huh.

I saw you got a big write-up
in The New York Times.

Yeah, you'd think that'd
be a good thing, right?

Good for business.

Line out the door.
Turn tables four, five times a night.

People taking pictures of their food.

Not what it's like when I started.

Hmm, I guess the increase
in popularity has its downside.

I didn't mind the work.

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Gracias.

Hey, how's it going?

I've never known you to
drop by unannounced, Dad.

Actually, I've never known
you to drop by at all.

One thing about retirement is

you get to do things
you've never done before.

Yeah, hi, hi.

Look at you, Deputy Inspector.

Big office.

Windows, a conference table.

It makes me proud.

You didn't come by just
to tell me that, did you, Dad?

I have a reason.

What a surprise.

You collared Kurt Walsh
on the Remy Taylor homicide.

Yes, we did.

He's no doubt talking to
the D.A., trying to cut a deal.

We knew that was gonna happen.

I have friends who are...

concerned about what he's saying.

These are guys you have known
your whole life, Regina.

What are they concerned about?

What do you think, honey?

No matter what, Walsh is going away.

If he thinks he has half a shot

at a few years on the outside

before he dies, he'll say anything.

So, what, they're
looking for a heads-up?

They want to get out in front of it.

Do they have to hire lawyers?

Do they have to find witnesses

from God knows how many years ago?

I'll see what I can find out.

I said I would ask you, and I did.

Uh...

how's everything going with you

- and Mom?
- Good.

We watched a stupid movie last night.

You two are getting along,
in other words.

We are. How about you?

I get along with Mom fine.

I meant, are you going out with anyone?

As a matter of fact... I am.

Yeah.

Care to provide any details?

Nope.

He is not a cop, is he?

You play your cards
close to the vest, Regina Gail.

Who do you think I got it from?

7-4, Sector David.

Larceny of a package
at 1331 Flatlands Avenue.

Complainant only speaks Italian,
very little English.

Any officers out there
who speak Italian to respond?

7-4, foot post 158.

I speak Italian and will respond.

Well, I've been told
that my conversational Italian's

getting pretty good.

Are you saying you want to
head over there, Captain?

Yes, Officer Gunst.

That's exactly what I'm saying.

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- What's going on, Captain?
- But, uh...

Officer Quinlan parla italiano.

Uh, sì.

There's been another package theft.

That happens a lot around here.

Yeah, the job that came
in over the radio said

that the package had been
stolen from her and...

I have a feeling that she
doesn't speak very much English.

Okay.

Ciao.

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Who's Mimi?

Chi è Mimi?

My dog.

Very cute.

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Yeah.

I guess you could say I'm the capo.

We're gonna do
all that's humanly possible

to get your Mimi's ashes back.

Starting with putting up

a security camera
in case the robber comes back.

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You do this?

Well, I don't actually do
the installation.

But you do this?

You make camera for me?

Yeah.

Sì, sì.

Have TARU put, uh, security cameras up.

And we'll put a decoy box
on the front stoop.

Okay.

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Grazie.

So, what kind of relationship
do you have with Terrell Booker,

- Mr. Pappadopolis?
- Uh, he's a tenant.

He's a good tenant.

We heard you had some kind
of dispute with him.

- Got pretty loud.
- I'm Greek. Greeks talk loud.

What was the nature of the dispute?

What's the nature of these questions?

We're detectives.

I don't see how that entitles
you to make wide-ranging

inquiries into how
I conduct my business.

Terrell Booker was found dead
this morning.

That's horrible.

When was the last time you saw him?

I was over there yesterday.

Was he current with the rent?

Terrell was always current
with the rent.

One of his sons, this Darnell,

he wanted to open
a restaurant in Red Hook,

came to me for the up-front costs.

I fronted him about $80,000.

Now the restaurant's open,
I'm expecting to get paid back.

So you went to Terrell,
thinking that he'd cover his son's debt?

Better than commencing
with eviction proceedings, no?

I'm guessing Terrell didn't see
it as his responsibility?

Not at first.

We got into it pretty good,
but then I started

talking about my sons,

he started talking about his sons.

Before you know it,
we were both halfway to bawling.

We came up with a number
we could both live with

and went out for breakfast.

I can show you the receipt,
you want to check.

Yeah, I'm curious why you never
went to Darnell to make good

on the back rent?

I've seen Darnell get into it
with customers,

with his brother, and with his father.

I avoid confrontations
that threaten to turn violent.

With Darnell,
you had to worry about that.

Surprised to find you
at work today, Darnell.

We'd have thought you would
have taken the day off.

You would have thought wrong.

I take it you and your father
weren't on the best of terms.

I don't see as that's something
I got to answer to you for.

Well, you kind of do, Darnell.

How your father died is something
we take an interest in.

He was alive and kicking
when I left him.

- And when was that?
- Last night.

- What time?
- I don't know what time.

I think a precinct setting

might be more conducive to
sharpening your sense of recall.

Yeah, we're gonna need you
to come with us.

Yo, I can't leave these guys
here alone. They ain't been

working here but a few weeks.

What's that you're
burning in there, Darnell?

Wood. 100% wood.

You got a permit for that?

Ain't nobody ever asked me for a permit.

Yeah, well, somebody's
asking you for one now.

Close it up and let's go.

Hey, Captain.

The decoy box look all right?

Yeah.

I rigged it so we could
figure out who the thief was.

Oh, with those exploding
dye packs the banks use?

Kinda. Kinda like that.

She does that every day.

You pass by her on your foot
post, you notice that, do you?

Mm-hmm.

Something about becoming aware
of the lives of others, isn't there?

Wondering,
what do their days consist of?

Well, I know one thing
that her day consists of today.

She's wearing
a lot more makeup than usual.

Well, you think that's 'cause she
knows she's gonna be on camera?

I think it's 'cause she knows
that you were gonna be watching.

Yeah, I can't imagine that
having anything to do with it.

You know, Captain.

Men can't imagine a lot of things.

Okay, so set the scene for us, Darnell.

You went over to your father's
restaurant for what reason?

I missed a payment to Pappadopolis.

I wanted to see if my
father would cover me.

And did he?

No.

Why not?

Because he thought I was wrong
for going out on my own.

But since I did, he said I had
to assume the risk myself.

And why did you go off on your own?

I worked for my father from the
time I was 13 years old.

I didn't want to work for him anymore.

But your brother stuck around?

According to his LinkedIn page,

your brother got an MBA from Dartmouth.

And he had all kinds of
big ideas he got from up there.

- Yeah. Like what?
- Like putting the waitstaff

in pre-stained aprons and
fake gold teeth as part of some

private equity group's
marketing strategy.

Hmm. I take it

you didn't approve
of that marketing strategy?

No, I didn't.

He convinced my father to cut
the heart out of the business,

make it into
some Black barbecue version of

Middle American family-friendly dining.

You're gonna need to account
for where you were last night, Darnell.

I took a car to my parents'
restaurant around 8:00.

Had a conversation
in the office with my father,

and then I went home.

What time was it when you got home?

- I don't know.
- What car service did you use?

Whichever one my girlfriend ordered.

What's your girlfriend's name?

Why? So you can browbeat her?

So we can verify that what
you're telling us is the truth.

You're gonna have
to take my word for that.

That's not how it works.

What's your girlfriend's name?

Nicole Pascale.

And what's the name of the
private equity group, Darnell?

Elkhart Hospitality.

Did you ever meet with them yourself?

Yo, money don't mean that much to me.

Hey.

I'm on my way to the borough.

Where are you?

What do you mean you're here?

What are you doing here?

I have entered a new phase of my life.

What does that mean?

I got a transfer out
of Drug Enforcement and

out of undercover work.

- You're kidding.
- Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I'm gonna be working
in the New York Field Office

of the FBI from now on.

Well...

you didn't tell me
you were even trying for that.

I didn't want to tell you
until it was a done deal.

So no more sneaking around.

Uh-uh. No.

That's actually really great news.

Mm.

Can I kiss you?

- No... you can't.
- Okay.

Not here.

- Okay.
- Okay.

Hey, come in.

So, I know that you have
a personal relationship

with the Booker family,

which is why I wanted
to let you know that

Crime Scene determined
that there was no forcible entry,

making robbery highly unlikely.

Thanks for letting me know.

Also, I wanted to ask.

Do you know anything about the status

of the Kurt Walsh prosecution?

I think it's still
in front of the grand jury. Okay.

Thanks.

Who wants to know, Regina?

Hey, just a couple old-timers

wondering what's coming down
the pike. You know how it is.

I'll see what I can find out.

Okay. Thanks.

I don't understand why
you brought him here in the first place.

We typically conduct
interviews at the precinct.

He wasn't a witness,

and I sure as hell hope
he's not a suspect.

He is a grieving family member,

so why were you conducting an interview?

We're trying to piece together
how your husband died, Mrs. Booker.

He's free to go.

Why he wasn't free to go before this?

We had to verify what he told us.

What could you have possibly
said this time?

You know what, Ma? You better
get him out of my face.

Chief Suarez will hear about this.

Is this gonna be made public

that there's a whole
investigation going on?

Is that something
you're concerned about?

Only because
we've been negotiating with this company

who wants to open
a Booker Sons in Vegas,

and, well, negotiations are
at a delicate point.

I'd hate to see something like
this get out and spook them.

That's exciting...
Opening a place in Vegas.

My father started this business
with next to nothing.

When I told him

that we were gonna take it
national, his face lit up.

But suddenly he backed out
and wouldn't tell me why.

It was really weird.

Thank you.

Well, we know
that Terrell Booker and his son

were in the process of working
out a deal with your company.

We were well along in the
process, at which point

Mr. Booker decided to pull up stakes.

He say why?

Offered no explanation whatsoever.

It seemed to baffle his son
as much as it did us.

In fact, the day his father
pulled out, he called,

assuring me that he could
get his dad back on board.

The other son ever get involved?

I never met the other son.

Well, you know, you're using
the name Booker Sons, plural.

Um, wouldn't both sons expect
to be part of it?

I think of myself as a storyteller.

Ah. I thought you run restaurant chains.

Restaurant chains are about a story.

The Italian restaurant
at Woodbridge Mall?

Was that a real Italian
restaurant? Of course not.

It's pretending to be
an Italian restaurant.

It's telling a story.

But Terrell Booker
is a real barbecue guy

and ran a real barbecue restaurant.

And what we intend to do is
ever so slightly enhance that reality.

So, we researched Terrell's family tree.

We tell an origin story.

You mean of when Terrell Sr.
Opened the place?

Go back further.

To when he was born?

To sharecroppers in the Deep South.

To ribs and pig trotters
served on wax paper.

It may not be my story
or your story, but

it's somebody's story, and we're
gonna tell the hell out of it.

Would it be possible to take a look

at whatever paperwork's related
to your negotiation

- with the Booker family?
- Of course. You know,

Terrell Jr. was very upset about
his father pulling out of the deal.

Have you spoken to him?

Wow. Terrell Jr.
Clearly spent a lot of money

on this expansion idea.

Since they're calling it Booker Sons,

shouldn't there be a waiver
from the other son?

"Artists to be featured
on Booker Sons playlist...

"Robert Johnson, Muddy Waters,
Howlin' Wolf,

- "Elmore James..."
- Hmm.

Isn't a waiver something
a lawyer would insist on?

"Decor to feature incidental photographs

"of Black blues musicians, preferably

"taken by Black photographers.

"A genealogical Booker family
tree artistically rendered

is to be prominently displayed."

They ran DNA tests.

Anything interesting?

Ah. Probably not the results
they were expecting.

You got anything
on that security cam, Captain?

Same individual has walked past
Juliana's house

twice now.

Marvin, you guys ready?

We're ready, boss. You got something?

Bingo. Sector David.

We've got a suspicious male, curly hair,

in a camouflage jacket,
on Flatlands and Ashford,

driving a gray sedan.
Bentley and Sandeford, intercept.

We're on it, Captain.

Police. Don't move.

Don't do it.

Don't do it.

NYPD!

Stop! Police!

Ooh.

Stop moving.

Stupid glitter bomb. Give me your hand.

You thought you was faster
than me? Little did you know,

state championship, 2017, baby.

All right.

This should do it.

Where'd you pick up this trick?

Uh, years of sneaking off
to clubs in the city,

you learn how to get glitter off.

How's your mom doing?

She's good.

Um, her and Duke...
They're in St. Bart's

until the weather turns warm, so...

I wouldn't mind being in St. Bart's
till the weather gets warm.

Yeah, me neither.

You really have it all over.

I know.

So, you work this
neighborhood, huh, Gustavo?

- I was just riding around, man.
- Riding around.

And you just decided to steal a package

off somebody's stoop
for fun? Is that it?

I was bringing it back.
Okay? I found it.

I assume you think
this is a minor infraction,

like jaywalking or spitting

- on the sidewalk, huh?
- It's not?

No. No, no, no. You committed
criminal trespass, larceny.

And if you broke the plane of
the front portico, well, then,

we're talking
aggravated burglary, as well.

- I don't know what all that means.
- It means

three to five years in prison,
and you too pretty for that.

I just picked up a box. I didn't
even know it belonged to anybody.

It was sitting on someone's stoop, fool.

It was sitting on a front stoop.

What were you gonna do with it, Gustavo?

Nothing.

I stash 'em and

- I sell what's inside.
- Where do you stash 'em?

- What happens if I tell you?
- You get to finish high school.

We appreciate you coming in. We, uh...

we know there were some...
disagreements in your family.

And there's nothing unusual with that.

Terrell, you and your
father were interested

in franchising your barbecue restaurant

and were about to make a deal

with a private equity
group to finance that.

That's right.

But your father pulled
out at the very last minute, right?

Yeah, I suspect my brother
convinced him to do that.

I wish I could claim credit for it.

Okay.

As part of their marketing
strategy, this...

private equity group
had you take a DNA test

to trace your ancestry
to the sharecroppers

in the Mississippi Delta.

Yet another way
to culturally appropriate

the Black experience and
turn it into a sales gimmick.

Also known as giving Black
people a seat at the table,

which my brother chooses
not to acknowledge.

God knows I can't convince him,
which is why we go our separate ways.

What were the results
of that DNA test, do you know?

Yeah. Our family was originally
from Nigeria.

How did you get the results?

My mother.

So, the report showed more

than that your family was
from Nigeria, Terrell.

What did it show exactly?

Test showed that your biological
father was Wesley Mayfield,

not Terrell Booker.

That's...

that's not true.

No, Darnell, it is.

It is.

Wait. What?

You're, you're saying the... the man

that raised me,
the man that I'm named after...

wasn't my father?

That's what the test showed, son.

Who's Wesley Mayfield?
Well, who is that?

Wesley Mayfield was convicted
of murder in 2005,

and he was stabbed
in the prison yard at Sing Sing

in 2018.

No.

No. No.

I don't know who that is.
That's not my dad.

I don't know what that is.
I don't know who that is.

That's not my dad.

Hey, bro...

Shut your mouth, Darnell.

I'm serious, bro.

Darnell, get away...
Don't-don't touch me,

Darnell!

I'm serious, bro. Who is that guy? Look.

- That don't mean nothing.
- Who is that?

- You're my brother.
- Who is that?

- Bro, stop.
- It don't matter. You're my blood.

- Bro, stop!
- Brother, you're my blood.

- Darnell!
- Look! It does not matter.

Bro, she lied.

You're still my brother. You're good!

Bro, don't mean nothing.

I don't know who that guy is, bro.

Don't mean nothing, bro.

Who the hell is that guy, bro?

I don't even know who that guy is, bro.

She wanted to keep her family together.

We need to find out
what her husband wanted.

I love you, man.

I'm sorry.

Oh, my gosh!

Is this thing organized at all?

- What you mean, "organized"?
- I mean,

do you designate which boxes were stolen

- from which block?
- Nah, nah.

I just keep 'em in here until
I can open them up and sell 'em.

Maybe you could
organize them by what date

- they were stolen.
- Oh, I'm just

taking a guess here, but,
uh, I don't think this guy's

- too well organized, boss.
- I got it.

Mimi's ashes.

Fantastic. All right.

Coordinate with the property clerk

to determine where
they want the rest of them.

I will take the precious Mimi

to the designated addressee myself.

Take him to booking.

You got it. Let's go, Sticky Fingers.

Viv?

You all right with it on the hot side?

Sure.

You, I know about.

Vivian, we found out about

the DNA test results.

Oh, I don't pay that no mind.

We know your husband
wasn't your eldest son's father.

He and I raised Terrell Jr.

Terrell Jr. loved him
like a father, and he loved

Terrell Jr. like a son,

so in what sense was he not
Terrell Jr.'s real father?

In the sense that they weren't
biologically related.

That don't matter to me.

Did it matter to your husband?

My husband...

couldn't get it out of his head.

He started pulling out calendars
and dates.

What dates?

When it was he and I were together

as of when Terrell Jr. Was born.

Could have I had relations
with Wesley after the date

on which Terrell and I were together?

Terrell's 28 years old.

Did Terrell Sr. want to tell your son

that he was not his father?

Why would you put that kind
of hurt on somebody

that didn't do nothing to deserve it?

You weren't gonna let him, were you?

I didn't offer you nothing to drink.

What do you want, honey?
You want some sweet tea?

'Cause once he put his mind
to something,

there was probably
no talking him out of it.

Viv?

I stood in front of him.

He tried to push me out of the way,

but I wouldn't be pushed out the way.

He said some horrible things.

I slapped his face,
and he slapped my face.

And all that stood
between him and my son being hurt

was me.

We were at the top of the stairs.

I pushed him,

and he fell.

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How you find?

Well, we used every resource available,

which was considerable, and, uh,

as I say, it's...
it's been a problem, and...

uh...

We got lucky.

I make you something.

Oh, no. No, no, no,
you-you don't have to.

I want to.

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You ever eat there?

Being that I'm a vegetarian,

I don't generally
frequent barbecue places.

Oh. I forgot. Keep forgetting.

- It's a shame about the family, though.
- All these good things

happening for them,
and none of it matters.

I'd be surprised if
either of the brothers open for business

- any time soon.
- Speaking of which,

any ideas what you want to eat tonight?

Ooh, I'd love to get a rib eye

at Gage Tollner, but I doubt
we could get in.

- Let's, um...
- We can get in.

But wait.

Is there something there for
you that's not meat, or...?

- Other than you?
- Mmm.

They have great sides, mama. We good.

Okay. Mm-hmm.

Oh. And dessert?

No, no, no. No, no, no.

- Come on, let's go. Let's go.
- I'm not mad at that.

Now, you know I don't eat sweets,

- but I do have a sweet tooth.
- Uh-huh.

- Shh.
- Mmm-mmm.

- I didn't say anything.
- Hey, Chief.

Regina.

Everything all right?

Yeah. Uh, I just want
to talk to you for a minute.

Uh, should we go to my office?

Okay. Oh.

Sean Dryden, Chief Suarez.

All right.

I'll be right back.

Vivian Booker gave my detectives
a pretty airtight statement.

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, she'll plead to manslaughter.

Well, with a sympathetic judge,
she'll probably do 18 months.

Between her two sons
and what she's gonna be

carrying around inside,
she's doing life.

I, uh, got the feeling
there's something you want to tell me.

No surprise that Walsh is
singing for his supper.

The 7-4 had a lot of dirty
cops back in the day, Regina.

So Walsh is just
reeling off their names.

I imagine the statute of limitations
has run on most of it.

Not on homicide.

Right.

Apparently, they're getting close
to coming out with indictments

around the death of Yolo Linden.

Well, you said yourself,
somebody has to answer for his killing.

A bunch of somebodies.

I just never figured that...

one of them would be your father.

What?

Um, nice to meet you.

Nice meeting you, Chief.

What's the cancelation policy

on that place
you booked for the weekend?

You all right?

Fine.

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