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I'll say this
for your team--

-they sure do know howto have a good time.
-Well,

it's a high-pressure job--
letting off steam is important.

Heh. Still,
must have felt

like old times,
everyone sharing a drink.

You know,

it'll be a lot more important

when we can open those doors
again to the whole town.

Amen, brother.

Fire extinguishers!

-You okay?
-Yeah.

What the hell was that?

I have no idea.

♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom

♪ Bang, bang, bang, bang

♪ Boom, boom, boom, boom

♪ How, how, how, how

♪ Hey, hey

♪ You gotta come on.

Hey, no fair
brushing your teeth.

Too late.

Anyway,
you know I don't play fair.

So... how we feeling

this morning? I feel, um...

good.

Okay.

Mm, you?

Good.

Good?

Very good, but could
always feel better.

You want to find out?

I think I'm gonna haveto take a rain check.

Somebody triedto torch Pride's bar.

Damn it.

Uh, you know, we work
with trained investigators.

They're gonna noticeyou wearing yesterday's clothes.

Do you have a shirt
that I could borrow?

Yeah, as long as you promise

not to look better
wearing it than me.

In there.

Nope. To your left.

-Yep. Yep.
-Here? This?

Yeah.

It's lucky

you were still down here.
I mean, the whole building

-could have gone up in flames.
-Do you think

this could've been those cops
you got fired from the NOPD

a few months back?

I'm not ruling it out,but I doubt it.

They ran enough investigations

to know that mosturban arsonists get caught.

Could the attack have been
directed at the food pantry?

Oh, wait. There was a guy
in here a couple of weeks ago,

refused to wear a mask--
threw a fit

when I kicked him out.
Well, hell,

give me the name, I'll have
the team check him out.

Look, I don't think there's
any way that you guys

are gonna be able to open today.

No. I called St. Heller.

They said we
-could send folks to them.
-And I already got

an appointment
for someone to fix that window.

You just focus on
figuring out who did this.

Yeah.

You find anything,
Sebastian?

Well, couple piecesof the bottle are still intact,

but given the heat of the fire,

I don't think I'm gonna
be able to pull any prints.

Pride, everybody okay?

Yeah. We're all fine.

Carter's canvassing the
block-- he's gonna see

if anyone can I.D.
that vehicle that you heard.

Good. ATF's letting us handle

the investigation,

but we need to coordinate
with them.

You know, there have beenother firebombs in the area

the last few weeks.
I remember that.

What, a couple up in,
uh, Jefferson Parish?

Yeah.
-Were there any casualties?

No. When they were hit,
they were both empty.

Three in a few
weeks seems like

too many to be
completely coincidental.

Yeah, agreed. All right,
so, here we go.

So, have Gregorio
get in touch with ATF,

-see what they got.
-Got to figure out

-what the connection is.
-I'll look through
our NCIS cases.

The M.O.
doesn't ring a bell, but...

I'll do some digging.

I'll go, uh,analyze the accelerant.

Might give us a better idea
of how sophisticated

the attack was.
Let me know.

Give me a call
if you need anything, okay?

Yeah. Thanks, Sebastian.

I will.

Okay.

If you can send us
everything you have,

that'd be great.

Yeah, thanks.

All right, bye.

-ATF?
-Yeah. The firebombs

in Jefferson Parish
hit a women's shelter

and a rec center, so there'sno apparent connection to, um...

Pride or NCIS.

But ...at?

No. Your shirt.

The buttons are
on the other side.

That's a man's shirt, right?

Oh. Um...

Yeah, yeah,

it's, um, Ryan's,
back of the closet.

Oh, you still have
your ex's clothes

in the back of your closet?

-Yeah.
Hey.

-I may have something.
-Hey.

That was fast.

When have you ever known
Triple P to be slow?

Especially when someone
-in the family's being targeted.
-Never.

You're blazingly fast
all the time.

Indeed. And your man Carter,

he found a woman
up the block

who heard the
bar window break.

Just as she looked out,

she saw a van
-race away.
-She get a plate?

No, but she got the name
off the side of the van.

"Hope Now Foundation."

Yeah, it's
a nonprofit organization.

They do a lot of
community outreach.

I just spoke to them,
and they said

one of their vans
was stolen last night.

That is so low.
-Stealing from a charity.
-All right,

let me go over there now,
see if they had

any security cameras out front.
Um, but do me a favor,

-send me the address.
-You got it.

And I'll let them know
you're on your way.

I'm gonna let Pride know.

You know, it's kind
of funny that your ex

left that particular shirt,
because I'm pretty sure

Carter has the same exact one.

Oh. Hmm.

-Yeah.
-Guys.

Curious.

You the federal agents?

Special Agent
Tammy Gregorio.

This is Special
Agent Pride.

Hi. Ollie King.
I run operations

for Hope Now Foundation.

We heard you had a van stolen
last night.

Yeah. I'm kind of surprised
that would interest NCIS.

You think someone's trying
to turn it into a boat?

Uh, we believe
it might have been used

in the commission of a crime.

-Ah, yes.
-Do you have
any security cameras

-in this lot?
-Not back here.

Only up
by the loading dock.

I can show you,

get you the tape,
-if you think that'll help.
-Great.

-Yeah?
-Yeah.

What do y'all do here?

We do all kinds
of outreach,

but meal delivery's
been our priority.

Did the thief take anything
other than the van?

I mean, there's not much
to take inside,

but there's no sign

anyone even triedto get in, so...
Huh.

Uh, pardon me.

I don't know,
I mean, he's...

-You know her?
-Yes.

That's Sasha Broussard.

Why is she

-not in jail?
-She got

an early release.

Population reduction
due to COVID.

Pride, she tried
to have you killed.

Couple of times.

Okay.

Hello, Dwayne.

Well...

I figured
it was only a matter of time

before you showed up
to check on me.

It's hard not to think
that this is a front

for criminal activity,
just like your last charity.

Well, like I told you
when you visited me in prison,

I've turned over a new leaf.

Fool me once, Sasha.

I have made a lot

of bad choices,
and it may take me years,

but I'm gonna make up
for all of that.

I'm gonna show the people of
New Orleans that I've changed.

I don't know why
I waste my breath.

You'll never believe me.

Because I've learned,
the hard way.
Mm.

What do you want, Dwayne?

I want to see you
back behind bars.

Well, unfortunately for you,

my release was unconditional.

And I'm sure as hell

not gonna give you a reason
to put me back inside.

Well, then firebombing my bar

-was a big mistake.
-What are you talking about?

You could have killed my family.

Whoa, whoa.

Dwayne...

Whatever happened
had nothing to do with me.

A witness identified your van.

The one that was stolen
last night? What,

I'm supposed to... believe
that that's just a coincidence?

Look, Dwayne,

I am many, many things,

but I'm not stupid.

Why would I use a van
connected to me to attack you?

If you want me to think that
you had nothing to do with it,

then give me a list
of everyone here

who had access to that van,

and I'll figure out
who's responsible.

I'll give it to you right now.

Dwayne?

I really have changed.

Let's go.

-Thanks.
-Sure.

Half expected you

to bring the Broussard woman
out in cuffs.

Wish it was that easy.

Think she's involved
in the firebombing?

I don't know.

I've made the mistake
of trusting her

when I shouldn't
have once already.

But she insists she's a
changed woman-- gave me a list

of everyone who had
-access to the vehicle.
-Just spoke to a volunteer

who said a couple of rough-
looking types have been seen

-around here a few times,had a few meetings with her.
-Did you get their names?

No. But that building
across the street has

a security camera
that's aiming

right into the Hope Now
parking lot.

I was just gonna go talk
to the owner.

Okay, good.

You okay?

She's just been messing up
my life for a long time.

That she has.

Ms. Broussard,how much did you know

about the criminal syndicateyour family was running?

-Please excuse me.

Do you think
you're in danger?

Have you spokento your father?

-Let her through, guys.
-Deputy Pride,

your investigation brought
down the Broussards.

Do you think their
sentences were fair?

Sasha, the public wants to
know if they're finally safe.

-Want me to get youout of here?
-Yes, please.

-Where to?
-Anywhere but here.

I understand the need

to reduce the prison
population right now,

but I can't believe
they released someone

who tried to kill
a federal agent.

Yeah, well, we never
had enough solid evidence

to charge Sasha
with the hit.

So we got her
on criminal conspiracy.

And you think she's
behind the firebombing,

that she came
after you again?

I'm sure of it.

She really hurt you.

Hmm.

Sasha always said that she was
different than her family.

And I believed her.

The fact that I trusted her
made it possible

for her to take over
the Broussard Syndicate.

You can't blame yourself
for that.

-Why stop now?
-A charitable

organization was the perfect
cover for her the first time.

Though not sure running the same
scam again seems that smart.

Yeah, well, leopards
don't change their spots.

Tell you what.

How about I take care
of the dishes?

I know you've been wanting
to finish that book.

You know
a phone works both ways, Mom.

If Dad wants
to talk to me, he can call.

Look, if I'm stubborn,
it's because

I learned it from him and you.

Hey, I got to go.

Fine. I'll give him a call.

Yeah, love you, too.

Oh, I wish my regular

-dry cleaner made house calls.
-Oh.

I paid extra
for the one-hour service.

Thank you.
It's probably better

than bringing it back to me
at work, huh?

Yeah, it doesn't
really matter.

Tammy kind of
figured things out.

I guess it's pretty hard
to keep secrets

when you work
with a profiler, and, uh...

-So what doesthat mean for us?
-I don't know.

Things can get messy
when you're seeing a coworker.

It can.

Mm-hmm.

So are we just gonna
stand here in the doorway,

or are you gonna
invite me in?

Hey, P.
You get a chance

to look at that
security camera footage?

I'm going through it
now. You were right.

That camera had
a pretty good view

of the Hope Now parking lot.

Any luck spotting
the dangerous-looking type

that the volunteertold me about?
Not yet,

but I'm pretty sure
I know who stole that van.

The guy who firebombed
Pride's place?

More like the kid.

Guessing he's
not even 20.

You I.D. him?

I've been going through
the list of volunteers

and employees that Sasha
Broussard gave Pride.

-Nothing so far.
-Hey, you were around

when Pride arrested her,
weren't you?

Wasn't long
after I started here.

Were they friends
before all that or something?

-They were friendly.
-Mm.

But anyway,
that was a long time ago.

Pride was
with the sheriff's department.

He busted her whole family.

It always felt like
something pretty intense

went down between them.

Yeah, was a whole
lot of bad blood.

Mm.
Some personal,

some about how that family
messed up New Orleans.

All right, well, let's help him

put that chick back
where she belongs.

What do we got?

-Hey, Pride.
-Morning.

We learn anything new?

Yeah, I actually
went over those files

that ATF sent over
on those firebombings.

This is what was left

of the women's shelter

and the rec center.

Burned to the foundation.

I guess Jimmy and I were lucky

we were still
-cleaning up last night.
-Yeah.

ATF have any suspects?

None so far.

But here's the
interesting part.

Both these facilities
were owned

-by Hope Now.
Sasha's charity

and my bar both attacked
with the same M.O.

I think we are

well outside the world
of coincidence.

Can we tie them together

with the chemical signaturesof the bombs?
Yeah, actually,

I got the files on both.
I was about to head over

to the lab to compare them,
see if they're the same.

Okay, I'll need those answers
as quick as possible.

Yeah, I'm on it.

Why would Sasha attack
her own properties?

Insurance is the obvious answer.

Yeah, but torching two of them
would just make

the insurance companies
suspicious.

-She's smarter than that.
-Well, if she was

doing something shady,
she was hiding it well.

I've been looking into Hope Now.

-It all looks legit.
-Yeah.

Well, whatever she's up to,
it's not gonna be easy to find.

I got a little lucky
five years ago.

Not sure what she
did in prison,

but I am sure that she
spent time figuring out how

-to hide things better.
Hey.

We know who
stole the van

from Hope Now.

Looks like a teenager.

We went through
every name on the list

that Sasha gave us.
He doesn't work

-or volunteer there.
-Young

to be creating
that kind of destruction.

You don't have
to be sophisticated

to burn stuff down.
I'll show this to Broussard,

see if she can get
-an I.D. on him.
-I'll do it.

Hannah and I can do it.

No, no. Just send me
the picture, Gregorio.

Thank you.

Okay, boss.

-It's been crazy
since the trial started.

I'm staying at a hotel
just to avoid all the reporters.

Well, hopefully, that'll
all get back to normal

now that it's over.

I'm not sure I really know
what normal's like.

Well, I find
that good food helps.

Well, this meal certainly did.

Um,

your wife won't be wondering
why you're not home for dinner?

Not tonight.

Dessert menu, sir?

Thanks.

Well, it's a little strange
eating with the sheriff

that brought down my family.

Well, can't say
that I'm sorry about that.

Honestly, me, either.

-Really?
-My father,

my uncles, my cousins--

they're getting
what they deserve.

I've had my own problems
with family.

Oh, I know
all about Cassius Pride.

-Oh.
-Is this your form
of rebellion?

I was, uh, never anything
like my father.

Me, either, but just because
I wasn't involved

in my father's crimes doesn't
mean I'm not paying the price.

Picking up all the pieces

of the mess he created.

Does that have
to be your responsibility?

All those mothers, wives
and children being left behind

need someone
to take care of them.

It just seems like a lot
to take on.

Would you do any less?

Mm.

Well, we don't get
to pick our family.

If we did,

would any of us
have the ones that we do?

Excuse me. Sasha.

Ugh. What is it, Dwayne?

I told you
I don't know anything about...

Who's this?

Uh... I don't know.

Nephew? Cousin maybe?

I said "I don't know."

This is who stole your van.

If you want me to think
that you're innocent,

you'll help me catch them.

You know what, I'm so tired
of trying to make you listen.

Well, I'm gonna keep asking
till I get the truth.

You can ask as many
times as you want,

it's not gonna
change my story.

Get down!

Someone just tried to kill us.

It's time
to drop the pretense

that you have no idea
what's going on here.

They've been here before.

They wanted to buy properties
from Hope Now.

-Which properties?
-The ones

that got burned down.

To do what with them?

I don't care,
and I didn't ask.

Listen, I told them "no," and
they returned a week later.

They threatened me, which
really pissed me off.

Will you stop wasting my time

and just tell me
who they are?

They're former associates
of mine

from before I went to prison.

Broussard Syndicate members?

Well, they used to be.

With me out of the way,
people stepped up,

-they filled the void.
-Well, your family

wasn't always filled
with the brightest lights.

-Thank you.
-But firebombing your
property, shooting at you

in broad daylight--
that's a big risk.

This has got to be about more

than just a couple of guys
wanting to buy some buildings.

How many times

do I have to say it?

I'm not a part
of that world anymore,

and I'm just trying
to turn my life around.

-What you got, Carter?
-NOPD's got

a BOLO out on the car.

Guy across the street is gonna
pull the video from his camera.

Again. Says
Hope Now is a nuisance.

Not exactly the rep
you were going for, is it?

Well, I can't
control my relatives.

You should know that better
than anyone.

I need names.

Elias Watkins.

One of the cops who
works the beat said

he saw Watkins coming
out of here last week.

Huh.

That who came by to
threaten you... Sasha?

Tell me, or I will find a reason
to take you back to prison.

I can deal
with Watkins, Dwayne.

Yeah.

We will find him.

And this is
police business.

You stay out of it.

Okay, thanks.

-Watkins isn't at home.
Hey.

Carter's intel from that cop
may have been wrong.

Watkins got into plenty
of trouble when he was young.

When Sasha was
running the family?

Yeah, but his record's
been clean ever since.

So Sasha going to jail
motivated him to figure out

how not to get caught?

Or he just might be
some icky law-abiding citizen

that owns a strip club.

Why is it no one we look for
runs a frozen yogurt shop?

'Cause there is
no money in it.

I'm sure Pride and Carter are
gonna be excited to look for him

at Dance, Dance, Dance, Dance.

Oh? Was "Dance,
-Dance, Dance" taken?
-Mm-hmm.

Probably.

So, you gonna tell me what's up
with you and Carter or what?

No.

Okay.

Well, I'm just gonna

that keeping secrets
hurts a team.

Hey, have you ever known me to
do anything to hurt this team?

-No.
-Never gonna
let that happen.

Why? Because you're
gonna come clean?

Hey. What's up, Patton?
You got something?

Yeah. Been trying to I.D.
our young van thief.

Hey. I'm not done.

Struck out
using facial recognition

in the law enforcement database.

But lookee here.

-Sometimes the answer'sright under your nose.
-He wasn't listed

on the volunteer list
that Sasha gave us.

Yeah, 'cause he visited
with the school group.

You got a name?

Connor Davenport.

We were right.
He's 17 years old.

But he's been in no trouble
that I could find.

Looks like he's scribbled
all over that clean sheet.

Where's he live?

-Metairie.
-Pride's
already driving

-in the opposite direction.
-We'll call Pride

from the car. Let us know
if you find anything else

about that kid.

Okay, call me
after you talk to him.

17?

Yeah, and I have
no idea who it is.

I don't remember
having a problem

with anyone named
Davenport.

Maybe it was
just teenage mischief.

Yeah, well, his connection
to Sasha's charity

makes me doubt it.

I know you.

Dwayne Pride,
right?

Shouldn't you be playing
a piano somewhere?

Special Agent Carter.

Got some questions
for you, Watkins,

about a shooting
across town.

It's a dangerous
city we live in.

Afraid I don't know
anything about it though.

Target was Sasha Broussard.

I thought you
put her in prison.

Stop playing stupid.
She told us

you tried to buy
-some properties from her.
-So what?

-She said no. I moved on.
-Really?

Because those same properties
got firebombed

and someone took a shot at her.

Look, if you're
not arresting me,

I got places to be.

Plenty of folks have beef
with Sasha Broussard.

Seems like you'd top the list.

Let's go, boys.

I think the tall guy was
the shooter at Hope Now.

I mean, it happened
pretty fast, but ...ah.

He's definitely trying
not to get noticed.

-Get their attention.
-Yeah.

Watkins!

When I come back...

...I'll be needing
some answers.

Call my lawyer. I'm sure
he'll have some thoughts.

Got him.

Good.

If we can prove
he's the shooter,

might be
the break we need.

-Can I help you?
-Hi. I'm, uh,

Special Agent Hannah Khoury
with NCIS.

This is Tammy Gregorio.

We're here to speak
to Connor.

Why?

We just need
to talk to him.

He's only 17,
so you should be there.

Rabbit!

NCIS!

Connor!

Guess Rabbit knew
the neighborhood.

Hello, Dwayne.

How are you?

Uh, Sebastian told me
he had something for me.

I didn't ask why you're here.

I asked how you were.

You heard about Sasha.

Yes.

I knew she'd been out
a couple months.

Didn't make her crossing
my path any easier.

How'd that go?

Same as it always does.

She lied, I got angry.

Mm.

Do you think she's behind that
young man attacking your bar?

Honestly...

I doubt it.

Sasha's trouble,

but it doesn't make sense for
her to come after me like that.

A lot of history
between you two.

Mm.

At this point,

Dwayne, it-it's okay
to wonder if, uh,

you really dealt
with it.

And if you didn't,

what are you gonna do now?

That, I don't know.

Uh, just a second, if you can.

This is Dr. Wade.

Ah.

Yes, I included that
in my email.

Let me double-check
my numbers.

Mmm.

Ooh!

-Mm.
-Mm.

So...

what's the plan?

-Uh, well, breakfast.
-Mm-hmm.

And then maybe a shower.

Or... are you more
of a bath guy?

Well, I'm talking
about you

and your being back
in New Orleans plan.

Yeah.

Yeah, I feel
a little bit like...

Jimmy Stewart
in It's a Wonderful Life.

You got a dream
and a giant suitcase?

Something like that.

Okay.

What's the dream?

Well...
I wanted to live overseas,

you know, and just absorb
that kind of life.

But now I am... stuck here,

taking care of folks
that I barely remember.

Mm.

Families come with burdens.

No doubt about it.

Yeah, but...

you managed to overcome them.

Whew. "Overcome."

That's a big word.

I wrestle

with my father's shadow
all the time.

The key is to just...

take it day by day.

Mm.

What's the first step?

Well,

housing near good public schools.

None of them can afford

the private schools
that they were in.

Education is gonna be

the only path out
for these kids, so...

I got a friend.

-Mm?
-A developer.

He's got a project
that just might fit the bill.

I'll introduce you.

Dwayne,

thank you.

I wish that the Broussard men
had tried to be more like you.

Mm.

Maybe you can give us a list of
his friends and their numbers.

I will, but...

What?

When I went
to get my phone...

Connor took the cash I keep
in the cabinet for emergencies.

How much did he take?

A little over $200.

Well, that won't get him far.

Oh, God.

Running away, stealing.

This is not like him.

Connor is a good boy.

Do you know
an Elias Watkins?

No.

Do you know of
maybe any adults

that Connor maybe
was hanging out with?

No.

Is...

Connor's father
in the picture?

No.

I'm sorry.
I had to ask.

Look,
I'm a single mom.

-We do the best we can.
-Yeah.

But I'm telling you,
Connor wouldn't hurt anyone.

He's into music, huh?

Yeah,
it's his passion.

He's really good at it.

Well, maybe one of the
kids that he plays with

could tell us
maybe where he went?

Possibly.

He's close
with his bandmates.

Let me get some paper. I'll
write those names down for you.

She waited a beat too long

before answering
about the father.

Yeah, I'll have Patton
deep-dive on her,

see what he can find.

So, these are the
chemical signatures

of the firebombs
that destroyed

Sasha's properties.
Good news is

they match a series of firebombs
in the ATF database.

-Bad news?
-Bad news is that

they have a suspect but
not enough to make an arrest.

This looks
like the guy

who tried to shoot me and Sasha.

Yeah, or just tried
to shoot Sasha

and you happened to be there.

On a related note,

this is the chemical signature

of the firebomb that
got lobbed into your bar.

Well, it's not
-like the others.
-No, it's not nearly

as lethal.

Two attackers?

Dalton Bonet
and, uh, an amateur?

Yeah, I mean, that kid that
ran away from Hannah and Tammy

could fit the bill.

Sasha's places
and my bar both firebombed.

There's got to be a connection.
We just haven't found it.

Yeah, it's like
this big puzzle.

She's this...

horrible hairy spider
in the middle of it.

Who am I in the story?

Um...

obviously, you're, uh...

That's a metaphor
that got away from me,

so let's just--
let's just leave it there.

Because...
Okay.

Yeah, 'cause if she's...

Uh, Patton.

I got to take it.

Ah. Yeah.

-What's up?
-Hey, Pride.

Hey, man. I've been digging
into Connor's mom, Molly.

What'd you find?

She's been living in the
Metairie house for ten years.

But, try as I may,
I can't find any evidence

of Connor living there
until about five years ago.

Five years?

Yeah, that struck me, too.

That's right around the time
Sasha went to prison.

You know, I checked
the visitation records.

Molly went to visit Sasha
every month.

Uh, let me guess.

She brought Connor
with her every time.

Yeah.

Connor Davenport is Sasha's son.

Oh, I'm-a let you be

the one to draw that conclusion.

Pride?

Why'd Sasha's son
try to kill you?

You got me.

Hey!

I'd have you guess my news,
but you'd never get it.

Sasha...

No, actually do guess because
that will make it much more fun.

What's wrong? What happened?

No, uh...

There's nothing...

wrong, it's just...

I went to see
my daughter today.

She asked me when
I was coming home.

Oh.
That must have been hard.

Yeah.

And it got me thinking.

You're turning over
heaven and earth

for a family
you barely know, and...

I'm not sure I'm putting in
the same effort for my own.

-Dwayne?
-So, I took a job...

...with NCIS
here in New Orleans.

I'll have more control

of my hours,

and it'll give me the time

and the energy
that I need to...

...try and put my family
back together.

-Back together?
-I talked with Linda.

She's agreed to give
our marriage one more try.

You didn't waste much time,
did you?

Sasha, I'm sorry.

Without you,
I never would've realized...

-Oh, God, stop.
-Laurel...

is seven.

She needs...

I don't care
about Laurel or Linda.

And I sure as hell

do not care about you.

-Sasha, please.
-No!

Dwayne.

Are you all right?

-She tried to tell me.
-Who?

Sasha.

She tried to tell you what?

She has a son.

And I think
he might be mine, too.

So, what are
you gonna do?

I have to talk to Sasha.

See if it's true.

You might want to ask
her what she said

to the young man to
make him want to throw

a Molotov cocktail
into your bar.

Well, that, too.

But I just,
I just wanted to come home

and tell you first.

It's just...

Even though I don't know
for sure if it's true,

I just...

I just wanted
to talk it through with you.

I-I'm not mad, I...

Well...

I'm not gonna lie.

That's a relief.

-But I am surprised.
-Well, me, too.

I worked my whole life

to not be like my father,

and here I am
abandoning my own son.

A son you didn't know you had.

It's not the
same at all.

I just can't believe

that she wouldn't tell me.

Well, I think
history has shown

that she's...

a complicated woman.

I mean, half of her
family was in jail,

and in the moment,

it probably felt like you
were abandoning her, too.

Just wanted to do
the right thing.

For my family.

Did you?

Linda and I were together
for ten years

after I broke it off
-with Sasha.
-And divorced

almost immediately after
Laurel went to college.

I mean, it begs
the question

of whether you really came
back to save your family,

or to just be there for Laurel?

Does it matter?

It did to Linda.

You did what was
right for Laurel.

Sasha did what she thought
was right for her baby.

If that was even
what she was gonna tell me.

And if that is
what she was gonna tell you,

are you rooting
for any particular outcome?

I just...

I just want what's best for us.

In this situation,

that ship might
have sailed, Dwayne.

But I'm a big girl, and
I'm not going anywhere.

Find out what the
truth is, and we'll...

figure out how
to move forward.

Coffee?

No, thank you.

Well, I was hoping you'd finish
it so I wouldn't feel guilty

about dumping it in the drain.

Well, I think you can waste
25 cents worth of coffee

with a clear conscience.

I know you know.

So you don't want me
to play dumb?

It's really beneath you.
Mm.

I already gave Hannah my piece,
and I'm not gonna interfere.

Thank you.
Except I feel

that it'll be less complicated
if it's not hidden.

Well, we don't plan
to keep it a secret forever.

No, we're gonna put it
on record with HR,

if it turns out to be real.

-Okay, cool. Fair enough.
-Okay.

But I'll rip your lungs out
if you hurt her

in a jackass kind of way.

Good old-fashioned heartbreak
gets a pass, I assume.

As long as it's yours.

She's special.

I know.

You...

I'm not so sure about.

Carter.

Hey, good news.

You make other plans
for Thursday?

What? No, I'm gonna be home.

It's game night--
you, me and Kara.

It's go time.
-Go Fish this time.
-Yeah.

We're gonna ...at's your good news?

All right, so our
canvass of the area

around the firebombed
women's shelter

found a witness.

They said they saw
Dalton Bonet

there in the area right before
the place got torched.

Not enough for a conviction,

but certainly enough
-to rattle his cage.
-Yeah.

Figure I'll go grab Hannah,
and we'll go pick him up.

-Okay.
-You know, I was just there.

I'll get her, and we'll go.

Okay.

Be good.

Always.

You guys are acting strange.

Says the guy who likes
his bread toasted

but not too toasted,
because it's rough on his teeth.

It is.

Get me some coffee,
-would you?
-No.

Thanks.

Oh.

You know what,
I think I'm gonna need

-that warrant after all.
-Is Connor my son?

Yes.

Why didn't you tell me?

You were going
back to your wife.

Would me telling you
have made any difference?

No.

But I had a right to know.

No, you didn't.

It would've put him
in danger.

Bad enough that he was
a Broussard,

but to be the son
of a federal officer...

Every lowlife in
New Orleans would've tried

to use him for leverage.

I would... I would have
protected him.

-And you.
-You would've taken him
from me,

the minute
you could have.

I have spent

my whole life trying
to keep Connor safe.

Ever since I've been
out of prison,

I'm just trying to make

a new life for the both of us.

Why did he firebomb the bar?

He's always wanted to know
who his father was.

And he's been with me
a lot since I got out,

and he found

some papers that I'd kept,
just in case.

And he got angry?

At you? At me?

Mm-hmm.

Where is he?

I wish I knew.

I-I don't know.
I agree with Tammy.

I mean...

we should, at the minimum,
let Pride know.

What, that we're sleeping
together, or that we're...

What?

-You just break outinto a cold sweat?
-Might have.

I mean,
this is all new for me.

Yeah. Me, too.

Dating a coworker?

No.

Just thinking about having
a relationship with someone

who's obviously so bad at it.

I really am.

Backup's here.

Time to pick up
Dalton Bonet.

More later?

More later.

I'm gonna get these uniforms
and head out back.

-We'll take the front.
-Sounds good.

Hannah!