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Previously on Will Trent...

You're already moving on.

You just don't realize it yet.

Have dinner with me?

I'll talk to DFCS

and have them move Thursday's location to my office.

I'm glad you dressed for the occasion.

Hey, if I'm gonna be seen in here, let me be seen.

Hmm. That is nice.

You know, I'm a sucker for pieces with a history.

Mmm.

I didn't kill Alice Finney.

Okay. What if I said I believe you?

Someone put that knife in my cooler.

And killed Ms. Lam.

I won't go back.

I won't go back.

I spent the last two decades trying

to forget I'm John Shelley's sister.

He's a monster, and I testified against him.

All right. I think we might be wrong about the John Shelley case.

Do you have another suspect?

No, but I have a witness coming in,

and I think that she could lead us somewhere.

It's you.

Nasty out there.

If Tropical Storm Rachel destroys my home, can we rename it Gina?

Yeah, start the petition.

You know it's bad when people are hanging out in here by choice.

Hmm. You know the best part about being a homicide detective?

We catch killers?

And we don't have to stand in the rain

when the traffic lights go out.

Exactly.

Hey, holding up all right?

I've been accused of two murders I didn't commit.

I'm going back to prison, Angie.

I'm doing everything I can to make sure that doesn't happen.

I found something in your mom's notebooks

that I think will help and I'm gonna talk to your sister.

Joyce is here?

What about Kenan?

- Not a fan, huh? - The guy hates me.

You know what he said about me in court.

I didn't do any of this, Angie.

I didn't kill Martha Lam.

I didn't kill Peggy Higgins. I've never even seen her.

John. I believe you.

I do. That's why I'm here.

My partner spoke with one of Peggy's coworkers.

A woman named Mia Elkin.

She went to the post office with Peggy a few times

and they ran into the guy we think is her killer.

- Okay. - So, Mia's coming in

right now to do a photo lineup.

If what you say is true, she won't pick you.

And then I can go home?

I hope so.

All right.

Give us a smile.

Come a little closer.

Come on, like you're not a serial killer.

Did you get a chance to review my notes? What do you think?

Detective Polaski, the case you helped build

against Mr. Shelley is... is too strong to ignore.

- I already filed... - Freddy, come on.

What about that witness statement?

John's mother said that a neighbor had seen someone else

leaving Alice Finney's home on the morning she was found dead.

If it's credible, then why didn't

anybody bring it up in the trial?

It came in too late to use.

Listen, I think Angie's onto something.

We just need time.

Okay, fair.

Thank God there's a man here to validate me.

Hey.

We're all on the same side here.

Have you spoken to John's sister about the witness statement?

Not yet. I need to speak with her and also with her husband.

There's some kind of tension between him and John.

Uh, Deputy Director Wagner says you

need me to grab a witness statement?

She did?

Well, I asked Faith.

You know what? It's fine.

Here's the, uh... the case number.

Thanks a lot, Caroline.

Oh, no problem.

I love looking for things down there.

Makes me feel like I'm Indiana Jones.

Forgive me, I know that this is Freddy's case,

but that statement would only dispute

Mr. Shelley's involvement with Alice Finney.

It has nothing to do with the current charges.

And this is why we're doing a lineup with Peggy's friend.

Are you sure she's still coming in?

The roads look awful.

I spoke with her 20 minutes ago. She was parking.

So, since Marion says we're all on the same team here,

Freddy, what do you think?

I like it.

Let's hold Shelley's move to county until

we've reviewed everything on our end.

All right. Caroline's on her way downstairs.

We're on the clock. How's that card coming?

Your birthday card for your assistant, all done.

Okay, great.

I'll let you know when it's time for cake.

Hey. I thought Faith was going to the file room.

- Everything okay? - Oh, Faith's on a special case.

It's Caroline's birthday.

I'm throwing a surprise party for her down in APD.

Oh. Thought the gift was for me.

Oh, hey, Rafael.

Can you stick around for a little?

I wanna talk to you about something.

Well, if the weather keeps up like this,

I might not have a choice.

Oh.

I'm so glad you two are still here.

Joyce and Kenan Peters, this is Special Agent Will Trent.

- Nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.

Freddy Markovic, ADA. I'm handling John's case.

Hi.

Did you go to Wellner Heights?

Yeah, class of 2004.

You don't remember me.

Don't sweat it. I... I had a bunch of acne back then.

Did you two have a sec to talk about your mom's journals?

Let me make it clear.

We don't want anything to do with John.

We're really just trying to get at the truth.

If you two could wait in the interview room, that would be great.

We'll be there in just a minute.

Follow me.

Let's get this over with.

Sorry.

Hmm. He seems lovely.

Yeah. Uh...

I bet the receptionist downstairs left.

Mia must be lost.

Let's go find her.

And... open 'em.

What the hell is this?

Decoration?

I don't know. It'll help the party look more crowded.

- I tried to tell him. Mm-hmm. - He was so proud.

Here.

How about that? Better?

But don't y'all think we, uh... we need some more balloons?

Well, we definitely don't need another

one of those creepy-ass mannequins.

Hey, he has ears.

I don't know. It just...

looks a little shabby.

You look a little shabby.

I don't mean that.

You look amazing all the time.

Okay. Focus on the cake.

Nice work.

Just a heads-up, I couldn't find our knife so we're using APD's.

Let me guess. Not as sharp.

Hey, I have ears.

Great call with the band, Wags. Where'd you find these guys?

Oh, they play at the restaurant Caroline goes to every Monday.

You have a name?

Oh, you better not!

Oh, stay the course, people.

That's why this building has a generator.

It should kick in any second.

Any second!

- The generator sucks. Hmm. - Ass.

Fear not. We're professionals.

Okay. See, now that's fun.

Yay!

Never do that again.

- Oh. - Mmm.

Franklin, Ormewood, let's grab

the portable power station downstairs.

Yes, sir.

Faith, let's take this over to the GBI.

We can do the surprise when the power comes back on.

Let's go.

Old-ass building.

This sucks.

- I don't have service, do you? - Mm-mmm.

It must be the storm.

Yeah.

I, um... I downloaded some podcasts.

You know there's a whole genre called "true crime"?

Yes. I-I get enough true crime every day. Thank you.

Okay, fair enough.

You wanna see something that's kinda disturbing but also adorable?

There's an application that allows

me and Betty to swap faces.

It's kind of amazing. You gotta see it.

So you're hooking up with Marion.

Is that a problem?

I mean, you did say, "I release you."

- Like I was some kind of genie. - I did.

- It was dramatic. - I did say that, yeah.

"Wilbur Trent, I release you." But I will still resent you.

Will, you're a very literal person, and

so, I thought I would be very clear.

And I meant it and I still do.

I was just thinking though. Here's the question,

you considered dating someone who doesn't work in the building?

We work 80 hours a week. Where am I supposed to meet people?

Stop face-swapping with your dog and

download a dating app like everyone else?

You know? You're minimizing the joy of face-swapping.

And for the record, she didn't deserve that thing you said.

Oh, wow.

Good for you. You're a hero.

Uh. Oh!

Incredible.

Building juice.

- Oh, my... - Hang on. Hold on. Here.

- Let me see. - Ugh.

All right.

Angie, that's blood.

- You ready? One... - Yeah.

- ...two, three. - Okay.

I got my... Okay. Hold on, my foot. Okay.

Okay.

Just try... try to hold me still.

You're the one who's wiggling.

- I mean... What are you doing? - Look... This panel...

Ugh.

Ugh.

Okay. Okay.

- I'm gonna... Stop. - No.

- Okay. Hey, get your hand off my butt. - What?

- That was an accident. - Okay.

I can't help that.

How does it look up there?

Great. Best day ever.

This one's just heavy. Hold on.

Come on.

Now...

Going up.

Oh, God!

- Oh, put me down. Oh, God. - What is it?

- What is it? What is it? - Oh, God. Let me down.

- Let me down. - Okay.

Easy, easy.

What?

It's Mia.

She's still warm.

The killer couldn't have gotten far.

She must've been stabbed a dozen times.

I don't see any blood spatter, no...

no cast off, not here or in the elevator.

She must've been killed somewhere else and then dumped here.

Defensive wounds.

Yeah, she put up a fight.

What's it say?

It was telling her to get her steps in.

This is insane.

I was just on the phone with her.

Well, we know it wasn't John.

Whoever did this is trying their best

to make sure he stays behind bars.

John was pointing at Kenan.

He's in the building, but how would he

have gotten the body in here?

The killer must have an elevator key.

Our building only has one. It's at reception now.

Would Kenan know that?

I don't know.

But the killer is loose in the building

and Kenan is our only suspect,

so, we better get out of here and ask them ourselves.

Yep. Hello!

- Hey! - Hey, we're in here!

Help!

Hello!

- We're here! - Help! Help!

The main generator has officially failed...

...and our parking garage is flooded.

The mayor has asked everyone

to shelter in place, so get comfortable.

Grab a flashlight and a water bottle. Let's make it cozy, folks.

- You all good? - Yeah.

Faith.

I'll sweep for stragglers. You two keep everyone else calm.

Copy that. I'll grab a walkie if you need me.

Okay.

Hello!

Look, I'm a Chilean miner.

Wow. You've been holding on to that one for over a decade.

- Worth it? - No.

Now quit babbling and let's move this thing.

Damn. Why is it so big?

Because it's old.

The faster we move this thing, the faster we get cake.

- Okay. Come on. All right. - Okay.

- On three. One, two, three. - Two, three.

Well, that's a hernia.

So, what do we think the, uh... the band's name is anyway?

- All right. I'll go first. - Okay.

Well, how about Eat, Drink, and Be Mariachi?

Don't do this to me!

Taco of the Town?

How about I shoot you?

I'm stuck! I'm stuck!

- I'm stuck in the wall! - Okay, back it up. Back it up.

It's caught. Come on. Put it down.

Put it down.

Ah! It's on my toe! It's on my toe!

What are we gonna do about the body?

Leave her there for now. We need to keep this quiet.

Whoever killed Mia is desperate and dangerous.

And I bet they're still here.

The walkies are in the break room.

The building's already on lockdown.

I'll see what other agents are

still here and get the exits covered.

- Can you fill in Amanda? - Yeah.

I'm gonna grab Kenan.

That's a good call.

Will, why is Rafael Wexford hanging out at the GBI?

Amanda is taking care of his daughter.

- Look, I need to tell you something. - Wait. No.

He is the leader of a major gang.

That is a huge conflict of interest.

I know. All right.

I may be able to tie him to your case,

but we have bigger issues now. Come on.

- What are you doing? - Um...

Can you help?

- Yeah, whatever you need. - Okay.

- Keep this on you. - Mm-hmm.

Keep the people in that room and keep 'em calm.

Do not tell a soul.

Be careful.

I will.

Kenan is missing.

What? How?

Joyce said he went to the bathroom before the power went out.

All right, we need to sweep the building now.

Pete, is that you?

Oh, my God.

Caroline.

Will, I need you by the morgue. Now!

I'll be right there.

Pete!

Somebody help!

Pete.

Pete, help her.

What happened?

Stop! Show me your hands!

What did you do, asshole?

It wasn't me.

Amanda, this is bad.

We need get her help now.

On the ground, you son of a bitch!

- Caroline. - He stabbed her.

There's a landline. I'll call an ambulance.

I got the weapon. It's a cake knife.

I didn't do anything.

I found her like this.

Shut up.

It's me.

You're gonna be okay.

Listen to me. We got you.

Did-Did he do this to you?

Tell me, did he?

Can you do something for her pain?

No, my patients are dead. They don't need pain meds.

There's too much flooding.

We won't get an ambulance for over an hour.

We're on our own here.

All right. All right, everybody.

Just stay calm and do your jobs.

Will, you're gonna get a confession out that dirtbag.

And, Pete, you're gonna save Caroline's life.

I know it hurts, but I need to do this to stop the bleeding.

What's the plan, Pete?

I'm running out of lights here, Pete. How's this?

This is bad.

The victim has seven stab wounds, I think.

Uh, all injuries appear to be in the ventral body cavity.

She could have been hit in the stomach, IVC, aorta, I'm not sure.

She's definitely not gonna last an hour.

We need the ambulance here sooner.

Pete, I don't wanna hear that.

You're a doctor. You have your hands in people's bodies all day long.

You went to medical school. You know anatomy.

We're gonna save Caroline's life

because that's what needs to be done.

No thinking, just doing.

Now tell me what you need.

Blood.

Okay, we got that. What else?

Uh, better light. Um, suction. Power.

I'm on it. I'm on it.

Hey, Marion, go to two.

It's okay. Relax for me.

- You're losing too much blood. - Relax.

Excuse me. Hello.

Hey! Quiet down, please!

Thank you.

Does anyone have O-negative blood?

Anyone? Please?

- Hey, is everything okay? - Not really. Somebody got hurt.

Do I win a toaster or something?

Yes, absolutely. Just come with me. A little urgency, please.

Can you bring this man to the morgue?

I didn't hurt her, I swear.

What were you doing in the file room?

I don't know. I got lost.

Yeah? You get lost a lot?

I'll get you a map, show you exactly where

the prison is where you're gonna die.

You won't get lost there.

Please, no, you need to believe me.

You wanna know what I believe, Kenan?

I believe you framed John Shelley.

I think you killed Alice Finney...

Martha Lam, Peggy Higgins and Mia Elkin.

Then you stabbed Caroline

because she was grabbing the file that would prove it was you.

What are you talking about? No.

Will.

Elevator key.

What is that? I've never seen that thing be...

Hey!

Where's the witness statement, Kenan?

It's not here. Where'd you hide it?

You're gonna get the death penalty, you hear me?

I didn't kill anyone.

I'm a drug addict, okay?

I was trying to find a quiet place

away from cops to do some lines.

Check my left sock. I've got Oxies.

Please, don't tell Joyce.

I have a prescription, I swear.

Oxies?

Caroline. Yeah. You go, I got this.

There's Something About Mariachi.

All right.

All right, I need to take a break or I'm gonna die.

Both of you, shut up, please.

Hey, Ormewood.

How's Max doing on that, uh, book report?

What the hell are you talking about?

Mariachi Shelley's Frankenstein.

Okay, that was good. "Veriachi" good.

Both of you quit dicking around.

Ormewood!

All right, I am calling it.

We can just wait out the storm in the dark.

What the hell are you guys doing?

Oh, don't tell me that thing is broken.

It's fine, just a little mishap because

of these two baby chuckleheads.

Caroline has been stabbed.

The ambulance can't get here, and Pete is doing his best.

We need to get this thing to the morgue now.

No complaining, no jokes.

We got a job to do, so let's do it.

- Okay, one... two... three! - Two... three!

It hurts so bad.

I know, sweetie.

It's gonna be all right. You just gotta stay strong, okay?

Hey, I know it's hard, but you need to

keep your arm up. Let gravity do the work.

Pete,

I got Oxies. Ten milligrams.

Okay, great. Crush up two.

I'm on it.

When he's done, you're gonna rub it under her tongue

so it gets absorbed directly into her bloodstream. You got that?

Mm-hmm.

Oh, my God. She's losing consciousness.

At least she won't feel the pain.

Amanda, here.

Pete, I know you got your hands full,

but what can you tell me about her injuries?

Seven penetrating wounds, all to her abdomen,

favoring the left side.

Not sure about internal damage yet.

Any idea about the attack?

I'm guessing head-on, cross body.

Thanks, Pete.

Hang on, Caroline. Good luck, guys.

Okay, let's do this.

I got you.

I got you, baby.

Uncuff him.

Draw a smiley face. Now.

Do it!

Hallway.

I don't think it's him.

Our killer's a lefty.

Yeah, he sucks, but I don't think he's our guy.

Let's keep him in there just in case.

Whoever did this,

they must have left something behind when they killed Mia.

I just need to figure out where it went down.

All right, I'll work on the who, you work on the where, the how.

- Be careful. - You, too.

Rafael!

I have to believe that there are other people here

who could've helped you with this.

You got an ulterior motive?

I figured this task was perfect for you.

Not a big fan of heights.

Or closed spaces, or the dark, if I'm being honest.

It's about the same size as a prison cell, right?

Man, did you really bring me to an elevator shaft

with a dead lady in it just to be cryptic?

No, I brought you here to take a watch off a dead body.

Tell me how to use Find My Phone.

Swipe up.

Press the button.

Homegirl's phone should ding even if it's turned off.

Hello, everyone. This is Special Agent Will Trent.

I have misplaced my cell phone.

If everyone could just be quiet for a moment, I'd appreciate it.

You hear anything?

Just the voice of a desperate man.

Hold on. Hold on. Do you guys hear that?

Okay, put it down.

Okay.

Will, it's in the stairwell, but you need to move fast

because I think there's some flooding going on.

Thanks, Mitchell.

All right, almost there.

Come on.

Jesus, Mariachi, and Joseph, this is hard.

Hey, I really appreciate that, Cap.

But let's all Keep Calm and Mariachi On.

Mariachi, Hump, Kill?

That's so stupid.

Mariachi J. Blige.

Oh!

Who's that?

It's me. It's Angie.

I need to talk to you

about the night Alice Finney was killed.

It's Kenan. The more I think about it, it-it has to be.

It's not Kenan.

I need you to think.

The killer is here,

so we need to figure this out before someone else gets hurt.

Towel.

Brow.

Her final stomach wound is sutured.

That should be the worst of it.

You're pretty good at this, Pete.

You ever wanna practice medicine on living people?

I was a surgeon.

Technically.

I finished my residency, got into a fellowship.

I was doing it.

Patient came in for an appendectomy.

Simple procedure, super routine, you know?

I was positive everything went great,

but I didn't realize I nicked the bowel.

I should have checked.

I was cocky.

His name was Sal Difazio.

He, um...

He passed away from sepsis the next morning.

It was a hundred percent avoidable, and it was my fault.

Oh, Pete...

You know, there's a saying in hospitals.

"Never carry a coffin alone."

But, um, I couldn't let it go.

So, here I am.

I haven't killed anyone since.

But, to be fair, it is a lot easier when

your patients are already dead.

Nick the Bowel sounds like a wrestler.

Is everything okay?

I don't... I don't understand, why is she still bleeding?

What did I miss?

- Give me that. - Okay.

- Hold it right there. - Okay.

It might be her spleen. I can't tell. We need better lights.

Pete, is she gonna be okay?

Not if she keeps bleeding like this.

All right, power's here. Pete, talk to me.

- Overhead light. - On it.

And we need suction.

Over there.

Faith, glove up.

You need fresh blood? I'm O-neg.

- Yes, but give me a sec. - Where do you need this thing, Pete?

Anywhere there's blood. I need to be able to see what I'm doing.

Oh, my God.

Okay.

Oh, no. Her pulse is dropping, Pete.

There's a laceration to the back of her spleen.

It's too fragile to repair.

We need to take it out. It's the only way she'll survive.

I've located the hilum.

It's clamped.

Oh, no.

Oh, no, I don't feel anything.

I don't feel the beat.

Her pulse is gone.

Hey, everybody's getting pretty hungry,

so let's go to the APD and do a vending machine run.

All right, just start from... You and Alice were at a house party.

You're doing drugs. Who gave you the ecstasy?

- Kenan. He was at the party. - Okay,

Kenan didn't do it, so let's just think. So, just go through it.

Okay, so, the three of us went into a back room.

It was fun. I-I-I did a few more

lines of something, then blacked out.

Okay, who gave you the something else? Kenan?

No. It gets hazy. I...

Someone else was there.

I think he knew Kenan from school. I...

Who was that?

I think his name was Rick?

I don't know, he was weird.

Okay, John.

This guy, Rick, he knew you and Alice were both on drugs.

- He could have followed you home. - So, what?

Anything. Uh, what can you remember?

This is where Mia was attacked.

Cute. Hey, man, I don't know what you meant back there

about, uh, taking watches off dead

bodies, but this was a gift given to me

by someone who's very much alive.

Okay.

- Thanks for clearing that up. - Uh-huh.

It was a business arrangement.

Sounds great.

Visitor parking's one level below.

The killer was there waiting for her.

She took off,

ran up the stairs trying to get away...

...but he grabbed her legs.

And bam!

Mia fell face first, which explains the blood stains.

She put up a fight as he dragged her.

Finished her off in the garage...

...and put her exactly where we found her.

Listen, if you must know, yes,

I'm taking over the Grove Park Boys business.

Which is a good thing, okay? They were an unlawful group.

Messy, undisciplined, just something awful.

You know, better me than an outsider.

You know what this little caper was?

A demonstration.

There's very little you can do, Rafael,

that either I don't already know or I'm not gonna figure out.

All right. Anything? Anything else you can remember?

Did he have a last name?

Maybe it was Polish. Maybe. I think.

He had bad acne. He was awkward.

Okay?

He... He kept asking if me and Alice were dating.

I remember he was staring at us, like...

it was uncomfortable. He had a weird tic.

Tic?

Like a...

Like a blinking thing?

Yeah, how did you know that?

I'll be right back.

Marion, can you go to two?

Uh, yeah. One sec.

Hey, I'm at the APD. What's up?

Your American flag pin, is that something Freddy would have, too?

Marion, are you there? Do you copy?

Freddy, what are you doing?

I spent years feeling overlooked.

Ignored. Forgotten.

Alice was never going to give me a chance,

so I took matters into my own hands,

and it felt good.

When John went to prison, everything changed...

No, Freddy, please.

I felt power.

Oh...

Who wants to be noticed when you can do

whatever you want and never be seen?

I'm like a god.

Please, Freddy. Freddy, please.

If you stay quiet, I'll let you keep your tongue.

No, please, no.

- Oh, Angie. - Are you okay?

Do you know where he is?

I don't know.

- Stay still. Let me see. - No, it's...

- No... - Take my hand.

Can you squeeze my hand?

Look, can you focus your eyes?

- Uh-huh. - Okay. Okay. Good.

So, I'm gonna go find help...

- No, no. - ...and I'm gonna find Freddy.

No, no, no. Don't go. No, no.

He said that he wasn't done with me. Please, please.

I don't want him to come back. I don't know what he's...

If he comes back, you're gonna put a bullet in him.

Oh, no. What are you gonna do? Don't you need this?

I'll figure something out.

Okay.

No.

It's Freddy.

Yeah.

Have you seen Marion?

She'll be okay.

We're losing her.

Captain Heller, get on top of that stool.

Gravity will move the blood faster.

- You got it. - Come on, Caroline.

How am I doing on time?

You got ten more seconds.

That's two minutes.

Do you feel anything?

- Don't think so. - It's a yes or no question, Amanda.

- Does she have a pulse? - No, no pulse.

Damn it. Come on, Caroline.

Come on, squeeze my hand, sweetie.

Squeeze my hand, Caroline. Come on.

Where the hell's that damn ambulance?

Okay, Freddy. Okay.

All right. Easy, Freddy.

Easy.

Hey.

It's okay.

It's okay.

It's okay.

You're safe.

I promise.

Come here. Come here.

It's all over.

It's all right.

It's all over.

Come on, Caroline. Come on, Caroline.

Come on.

- Come on, Caroline. - Pete, you need to take a break.

Let me do this. I can't lose her.

I can't...

They're in here. Hurry.

All right, we're gonna need an AED.

Step aside. We got it from here. Let's clear this area.

Sir, I'll take over.

She's on a metal table. You have to move her.

Let me unhook her.

No breathing. Patient's unresponsive.

- Power supply's up. - She's lost a ton of blood.

We had to do an emergency splenectomy.

Sh-She's been stabbed several times.

- Are we ready? - Crash cart ready.

On three. One, two, three.

Easy.

Secure patient.

Patient secure.

Apply pads to patient. Stay clear...

Clear for analysis.

Clearing.

Preparing to shock.

- Stay clear of patient. - Charge to 250.

250.

- Clear! - Clear!

Check her pulse and breathing.

I got a rhythm. Femoral's good.

I got a pulse. Let's move.

Very faint radial.

Her heart rate's faint.

Start her on a drip, just in case.

This place, man.

It looks like how I feel.

It looks like how you look.

You're fired. Give the mannequin your badge.

I don't work here anyway. No one even saved me any cake.

Yeah, because you definitely had the worst day in the building.

You sure you want to do this?

- Can we help you find a place to stay? - No need.

Joyce said I could come home with her. She's downstairs.

Thank you for giving me my life back.

Just doing my job, but...

you're welcome.

They think Caroline is gonna pull through.

How's Marion?

She'll be fine.

Heading to the hospital?

Well, after I change my clothes.

But I couldn't show up without this.

Polaski.

Great work today.

Did anyone ever actually get the mariachi band's name?