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Oh. Look at that, Meachum.

What?

That's not mine.

And you wanna talk to me about what is dangerous.

I can't help but think this is a failure at the leadership level.

You have no idea what you're disrupting.

This man, Volchek, he told me he was planning something patriotic.

But I didn't know what he's doing.

Hello, wonderful.

Hmm. Try it in English.

You say it first.

Hello, wonderful.

Hello, wonderful.

Hello.

-Hello. -Hello, wonder...

-Hello. -Hello.

-I wish you luck today. -Hmm.

I have preparation which is more valuable than luck.

Well, I can't say I wish you preparation.

If I land this partnership

we will write our own ticket from now on.

-We will live like Tsars of old. -Hmm.

And if you don't?

Have you checked the weather in Siberia?

As you can see, Belarus feeds most of Eastern Europe

and we at Blue Lion feed Belarus.

Our yield marks over 52% of the entire country's exports.

We are the leader in potatoes, in sugar beets,

in barley, in wheat, in rye, in corn.

For Poland, for Hungary, for Slovenia, for Slovakia.

And we are looking to expand.

And how would this benefit our company?

We do not have the NFU.

Seriously.

As such, we'll produce a higher yield at one-half the cost.

Blue Lion will keep production up while realizing minimal overhead.

Excuse me. Can you go back a slide?

Please.

Yeah, there it is.

So your overall output for potatoes is 22,000 pounds per acre.

-Yes. -Okay, well,

what Blue Lion lacks in technology and modern farming techniques,

Casper Richert Danvers makes up for with superior yield per acre.

We're currently achieving over 40,000 pounds in potatoes

and 32 tons of sugar beets per acre.

Yes. But at what cost?

Competitive cost.

No, that's...

...with easier access to a greater swath of the world for distribution.

Nonsense.

And we don't have any uncomfortable ties with our government.

Gentleman, gentleman. Thank you. Thank you very much.

I thank both our American friends and our Belarusian friends

for coming here today to make their presentations

and to answer our questions.

We will conduct due diligence

and will make our decision with whom we will seek a partnership

by the end of the week.

Sir.

Danill.

You look like you are organized well here.

Opportunity does not waste time on those who are unprepared.

When Mikhail Durko's dance hall burned to the ground,

nothing was recoverable from the scene.

However, the security camera data was hosted off-site

by a company named Delphi Security.

We visited Delphi, took possession of the footage

from the last twenty-one days

and destroyed it.

Okay. Good.

We also found the person you're looking for.

I want you to discover who this man is and where I can find him.

Yes, sir.

All right. Here's what we know.

A Belarusian national named Volchek

was using the Reyes Nuevos cartel's drug smuggling operation

to bring fissile material into the US through the Port of Los Angeles.

We believe he's been operating out of the Kryzhak Dance Hall in Burbank

owned by Mikhail Durko,

which was subsequently burned down when we were drawing close.

Mikhail Durko is in custody, his nephew Timur Novikov is dead.

So far, we've been unable to identify Volchek.

I would like to do so today.

Since we have multiple oars in the water,

let's make sure we are all pulling in the same direction.

-Shepherd? -Yeah.

Deep diving the name Meachum saw on the wall at the dance hall.

Gallagher. Running it through NCIC, NGI, N-Dex.

And I'm on NICS and LEEP.

There's a lot of Gallaghers. But we're getting through it, boss.

Great. Keep at it. Oliveras?

With Meachum, combing through the ERT reports from Durko's wife's house,

his mistress's house, and the remains of the dance hall.

Any fingerprints, any fibers

or any forensics that can be actionable against Volchek.

Finau?

I reached out to LAPD, as well as Burbank gang units

that specialize in Eastern European criminal organizations.

Just gathering intel now.

I feel like the noose on this guy is tightening.

Let's not lose our grip.

All right. Let's go.

Uh, boss, so I heard from a friend at Westwood...

apparently District Attorney Valwell is setting a meeting with the ADIC.

Your name and the words "head on a platter" were invoked.

Thank you.

For what it's worth, I-I think you're doing a hell of a job.

Have you looked at the front door fingerprints from Tatsiana's house?

There are about 40 unidentifiable.

Yeah, I'm on it.

I got a question for you

that you so conveniently didn't answer earlier

that I think we need to discuss.

Javi Lopez's brick?

I'm just saying that it showed up again.

Some of it did.

So is that your answer?

That you just, uh, kept a little to the side in case you might need it?

I do what I have to do

to get the information we need to save innocent lives.

Well, that's bullshit.

The cartel doesn't play by a rule book.

Why the fuck should we?

So, yeah, you know what,

sometimes the lines, they're gonna get a little blurry.

If you can't stomach that, that's fine.

-Are you using? -So, tell me...

'Cause I'll ride or die with blurred edges all day long,

but I need to know exactly where that edge is.

We're routinely tested. You know that. Fail once and that's it.

That doesn't answer my question.

Okay.

I'll say this.

You'll do a lot of shit you never thought you would do

when there's a line of coke on a table in front of you

and a gun pointed at your head.

What about you, huh? Los Angeles kid.

You saying you never used? You never dabbled?

-This isn't about me. -Well, I'm making it about you.

Well, for one, I'm not a LA kid.

Oh, no?

No, Victorville actually.

A desert rat.

And I did what every kid from Victorville does.

I-I drove cars too fast on the 15.

I spray-painted graffiti on the Rock-A-Hoola.

Talked shit to my parents.

And swore I'd leave the desert and never come back.

'Cause you end up working at a Citgo or a...

a rubber factory and you never leave town.

So I turned 17.

Hadn't been to high school in over a month,

because I didn't give a shit.

So when the school, Victor Valley,

came looking for me they found my old man instead.

And when he caught up with my ass, he gave me four choices.

Army, navy, air force or marines.

And I flipped a coin.

Hey.

Company in Burbank, Delphi Security,

just reported two data service workers murdered last night.

They hosted digital video capture from the dance hall.

Wha... Why didn't we have that information?

I think the assumption was the security camera data

was hosted on-site, so it would've been destroyed in the fire.

To be continued.

Heather, set a meeting with the Belarusian Consul General.

-Yes, sir. -Why? Time to bring 'em in?

I'm gonna float the name Volchek and see what reaction I get.

He is a top chef but he yells at people on television...

...and this has made him very famous.

Kira, I need a moment. I'll meet you in the car.

I understand you want to speak with me, Mr. Vusovich?

Find out everything you can about an American.

Matt Woodley.

Every man has a vice...

prostitutes, alcohol, drinking, pills, bribes, gambling.

Whatever it is, whatever he's hiding...

I want to know it before the sun goes down tomorrow.

Do you understand me?

Perfectly.

Find something.

Mr. Vus... Volchek.

I located the prisoner profile for the man in the photo.

His name is Jack Walker...

he was posted on the same cell block as Timur Novikov,

the nephew of Mikhail Durko, for nine months.

Where is he now?

His prisoner profile says he bounced from Palmdale Corrections to Central

to High Desert following a rioting incident.

I attempted to backtrack the prisoner...

why would he be with the nephew when he escaped?

Except I could find no records of the court cases for Jack Walker.

This man...

...does not exist.

I saw him with my own eyes.

I mean he is no prisoner.

So who is he?

Come back to me with answers.

We're still freaking out, to be honest with you.

Rob and Mary were the kindest, the hardest working people.

We're so sorry for your loss.

What did the thief take?

Nothing, as far as I can tell.

They did smash one of our servers all to bits though.

And this server hosted video from the dance hall?

Yeah.

Um, we keep the security video

for up to seven days or till the system resets itself.

We could host longer, but most of our clients say seven days.

A second ago you said "they".

Was there more than one perpetrator?

We got two different size boot prints in the blood.

Think this was a two-person job.

-Okay. Thank you, guys. -Thanks.

He's got an accomplice.

Maybe more than one. We could be looking at a team here.

Yeah, I'll phone it in to Blythe.

We're looking for a box of needles now.

Hello, friend.

Special Agent in Charge, Nathan Blythe, with the Federal Bureau of Investigation.

Iosif Astapov. I am the Consul General.

And my understanding is you would like to talk to me perhaps.

I must apologize for you driving all this way,

but I only have a minute to spare.

Oh. I was told you had time in your schedule.

Again, I apologize.

I'm afraid time is a luxury I often find slipping through my fingers.

Well, then, I'll get right to it.

We're looking for a Belarusian citizen

who is a person of interest in an active investigation.

Last name Volchek.

Volchek.

Volchek.

Hmm, no, no.

-I am unfamiliar with this name. -You are?

I don't know it. But if you'll...

The investigation is into the death of a federal officer.

Oy-oy-oy.

It is my wish I could help you.

But I cannot help if I don't know this name.

Well, perhaps you can think harder.

V-O-L-C-H-E-K.

I do not know the name Volchek.

I am late for appointment.

If you would like to speak further, Mr. Blythe,

I will ask you to make new appointment.

I mentioned the name Volchek

and he couldn't have hightailed it out of there faster.

-Cold shoulder? -Frigid.

He was planning for some event. I guess he couldn't be bothered.

Bell, check with Counterintelligence Division

in the LA field office.

See if we recruited any assets with the Belarusian Consulate,

or if we're monitoring any lines.

Yeah, I can check NSA, NRO. CIA too. Worth a shot.

Mmm.

Shepherd, how hard would it be to get inside the consulate's computer system

and see if the name Volchek pops anywhere?

Yeah. I can poke it. See what kind of swarm we're dealing with. You got it.

Sir, you mentioned an event.

My wife works for a caterer. They cover a lot of big events in LA.

If they don't have the consulate job, she'll know who does. I'll ask.

Perfect. Any information would be great.

Tim, how are you, buddy?

Yeah, it's great to hear your voice.

Listen, I need a favor.

Uh, but I don't wanna ask you over the phone.

Thank you, everyone. If I could have your attention.

We have analyzed both proposals

-and we have a consens... -Mr. Clarke.

I apologize for the interruption.

But I'm gonna save you some time.

I am withdrawing Casper Richert Danvers' bid for this partnership.

We have some issues to take care of stateside.

And, uh, I apologize for the late course correction,

but I believe it is in the best interests of myself and my company that I do so.

Well,

in light of this news,

I must say we will waste no time in extending our partnership offer

to Blue Lion.

Well done.

Bravo.

I don't know where you got those photos or how,

but there is a price to be paid.

It won't just be paid by me.

All you Serbs and Belarusians and Croatians

with your silk ties, your knockoff suits, you're all the same.

You're just wannabe oligarchs from shithole countries.

What, you think you're gonna get your piece?

You're gonna get wealthy from this personally?

Let me tell you something,

you don't know what it looks like to play dirty.

You're about to find out.

So, the consulate, as can be expected,

is running advanced cybersecurity platforms.

Probably advised and supplied by the Kremlin.

And every way we've tried to start an attack,

malware, spoofing, we've been rebuffed and shot down.

Yeah, the servers are impregnable from the outside, so, we're blind.

What if we reach them from the inside?

The company with the catering contract is Pascal's out of Culver City.

The event is 300 plus.

There's gonna be a lot of bodies on-site tomorrow.

If we could get near one of their hard drives,

I could install a rootkit.

I mean, we'd have to wait

until one of their staffers logs in with a password, but then we'd be in.

All right. Talk to the owners of Pascal's, see if we can get their logistics.

How many waiters, where the tables are, where they're setting up,

inside, outside, all of it.

Okay.

What's this about?

We're trying to get inside one of the Belarusian Consulate's servers

to see if they know the name Volchek.

I'm gonna take the stairs.

All right, where the hell's Meachum?

You all right?

Yeah, I was just... Left my phone at my desk.

Let's go.

How's it going?

FBI. Is there an owner

-or a manager we could talk to? -For real?

Amy? There are some FBI agents here.

Well, close enough.

I figure my badge is bigger than yours.

-Is that what you figured? -Mmm.

Hello? Um, I'm Amy Moreno.

You're FBI?

Conducting a federal investigation, yes, ma'am.

Well, you should know that my son is a US Army officer.

And I am one proud, patriotic mama.

Whatever you need, I'd be happy to provide.

-What's his MOS? -11 Bravo.

He's a staff sergeant in the 82nd Airborne.

Oh, well, you know what they say, God loves the infantry.

And a paratrooper to boot and an NCO.

Sounds like he was raised right.

I myself was lucky enough to serve in the Ranger Regiment in my younger days.

That's amazing. Thank you for your service.

It was an honor to have served our military.

Well, let me know how I can be of assistance

and I'll help you anyway I can.

We understand you have an event tomorrow night

at the Belarusian Consulate?

Yes, sir. Uh, follow me.

An honor. Wow.

Um...

This is the event grid.

Uh, we have about 300 plates coming.

-Is this the staff list? -Yes, ma'am.

-Bussers, waiters, servers and support. -It's a gold mine.

-Can we get a copy of that please? -Of course.

Is this job safe? Should I be concerned?

No, it's perfectly fine. We might just need additional help.

Name it.

Tim Carmichael.

Nathan Blythe.

-How are you, pal? -I'm good.

I was so delighted when your name lit up my phone.

Yeah, it's great to see you.

-How's Elizabeth? -Ah, ornery as ever.

She asked if you'd come with us to Lanai this Fall.

Unless the Bureau's got your hands tied?

Well, somebody's got to save the world for democracy.

-Well, you look well. -Oh, I don't know about that, but, uh...

Thank you for taking the time out of your busy day.

Anytime.

Truth is, I may need some help

in the saving the world for democracy department.

Oh?

Cheers.

Mmm.

As I said... just like the Tsars of old.

One second.

Hmm?

Sir. I have disturbing news.

Say it.

I was alerted by a friend in the Ministry of Finance...

they have discovered your embezzlements.

What are you talking about? Who told you this?

I have a connection with a senior official.

You took 100 million rubles.

I made that company!

It's pennies compared to the profits the government has.

My God.

When are they coming?

Tonight.

I've done everything for this country!

I know.

You better leave, sir. Leave Belarus, now.

Yes.

Yes.

Thank you...

friend.

-Kira. -Hmm?

We have to leave.

Now. Come on.

No. No, no. What I need, Doc, is-is... I need...

I need something stronger, okay?

That's what I'm trying to tell you.

'Cause the headaches are worse.

Yes. Yes. My vision, my bal...

I fucking blacked out on the stairs today.

No, I can't come in to see you, because I-I-I...

There are literally lives at stake here.

Okay? Do you understand that?

So what I need from you,

is I need you to write me a goddamn prescription for my fucking headaches.

That's what I need! Can you do that?

Fuck.

Fuck!

Fuck.

Oh. Jesus.

Why aren't you dressed? I've been texting you.

Yeah. Yeah, yeah, yeah. Uh, just give me a minute.

-What's up? -Hey.

Let's do this.

Hi there.

Tim and Tina Murphy.

I'm sorry, what's the name again?

Uh, Tim Murphy.

Yeah, you're not on the list.

-That's odd. -Uh, we are. We're on the list.

Why don't you just check it one more time?

It's M-U-R-P-H-Y.

Okay, let's see.

Oh, here it is.

It was entered incorrectly.

Okay.

Apologies for the delay. Enjoy the party.

-Okay. -Thank you.

You see what I'm talking about?

Great. There he is.

Come on.

That is beautiful. That is beautiful. I love it.

What are you doing here, Agent Blythe?

We need to talk.

Now? Here?

In case you haven't noticed...

Either here or in private, but it's gonna happen now.

If you'll excuse me, it seems like a consul's time is never his own, huh?

Please. Please.

Agent Blythe, you know full well that you're standing on consulate property,

which makes this the sovereign territory of Belarus.

As a full-credentialed diplomat to your country,

I have full immunity and not subject to your orders.

This is quite a public party.

And I'm sure you wouldn't want to be embarrassed

when this diplomatic incident plays out.

These things tend to make it into the papers.

And you wouldn't want your masters in Minsk questioning your judgment,

would you?

Maybe we go somewhere private and talk quickly

about something in both our interests.

Come with me.

On the move.

They're heading up to the consul's office.

Copy that.

Okay. Showtime.

Shit.

Boss, I need him to do it again, but closer.

-Closer. -Just a second.

You should know I went around my own ADIC to bring you this proposal.

Proposal?

Yes. I need to know you're not gonna screw me,

otherwise I turn around and leave right now.

That depends on the proposal, wouldn't you say?

Come on.

We got it.

Shut the door.

Okay...

Please sit.

Astapov's in his office.

I counted four PCs in the bull pen about 30 feet away.

Look at that.

-Get this to Oliveras fast. -You got it.

-Let's go. -I see you are all alone over here.

Such lovely people.

And I said "Francine, you must find out who they are

and make them feel welcome right this instant."

I do hate coming to these things, but I'm with the Dovhal Foundation.

We support charities all throughout Eastern Europe.

Francine, it is such a pleasure to meet you.

You know, we're actually interested in donating to the, uh...

-Dovhal Foundation. Yes. Yes. -The Dovhal Foundation, that's right.

And we're gonna come and find you,

we've just gotta take care of a little something first.

We have to call our beautiful daughter Frida before she goes to bed.

-Oh. -That's right.

Yeah, we, uh... we like to tuck her in with a bedtime song.

And she hates it when we don't sing to her.

She hates it.

Oh, here's our driver with your phone right now, honey.

-Here you go, ma'am. -Thank you, Jerry, so much.

So we'll... we will be right back with you, okay?

-Okay. -Okay.

Hey!

Oh, hey.

Hi, uh, we're just, uh, looking for the bathroom.

Francine from the Dovhal Foundation, she said that somewhere up here...

Oh, shit.

Yes! Come on.

Oh!

What the US proposes, is a substantial payment

if you hand over everything you know about Volchek.

I told you I don't...

The payment would be made to you personally.

Szolt? Kirill? Report.

Your government can keep its money.

I appreciate how sensitive it was for you to bring this directly to me, but...

as I told you before, I don't know anyone named Volchek.

That's a shame.

Because I also know you should have been ambassador to the US

instead of stuck here.

And I have friends in Minsk who can whisper in the right ears,

maybe help your future prospects...

If you help me now.

Szolt? Kirill?

Where are you bastards? Report.

Come on.

D-Do you know where the bathroom is?

And I have a party to return to.

If you'll forgive me.

Well, I appreciate you taking the time.

And if you do come across that name, the offer stands.

Thank you.

Please. Enjoy the party.

Come on.

Got it.

Ah, Mr. Carmichael. To what do I owe the...

Special Agent Blythe.

-What's this ab... -Grayson,

how's my favorite LA District Attorney doing?

Uh, I'm doing great actually.

-I was gonna come... -Good, good.

It's my understanding your name is on the fast track

of a strong train to Sacramento.

Lot of people in Silicon Valley are talking about it.

Well, I wouldn't say that...

Now, I don't like to get involved in the day-to-day politics of my state.

That is not what I'm about.

Sure, I'm the party fundraising chairman

and I get my calls from my good friends Adam and Nancy and Gavin,

but I say to them, "Politics is your domain.

I'm just the ATM you need to withdraw from every couple of years."

Anyway, I thought you'd like to know that Nathan Blythe here

is a close friend of mine. I've known him most of my life.

And one thing I do know, as surely as the sun comes up in the east,

is that Nathan Blythe is protecting the citizens of this country.

-I'm sure he is. I was... -So what I would like to propose

is that you leave Nathan Blythe alone to do his job as he sees fit.

Stay out of his way.

What was it, uh, Teddy Roosevelt said?

"Have sense enough to pick good people to do what needs to get done,

but self-restraint enough not to meddle with them while they do it."

Show some self-restraint.

And then your train can keep rolling right on down those tracks.

Yes.

Of course, I agree with you.

I was only trying to offer my support to assist him anyway I can.

Good.

I am sure glad to hear that.

Good?

Good.

Grayson, always a pleasure.

You too.

All right, catch me up.

Well, uh, Bell and I have been working to sort through the files

from the Belarus Consulate server.

We had to wait for a secretary to arrive and fire up her computer...

But we have full access now.

And you're gonna be happy.

We found an encrypted file titled "Volchek."

Which Shepherd immediately hacked.

And it contained the following dossier.

The name Volchek is an alias for this man.

Borys Vusovich.

Born in Minsk 1979.

An alias?

Yeah, he was an ordinance expert in the BGF army.

-That's explosives. -Uh-huh.

Fought in Chechnya. Discharged in '06.

He then found work as a middle manager in the defense ministry until '08,

when his brother died by suicide.

In '09, he went into the food service industry,

where he became wealthy, as agriculture was one of Belarus's biggest exports.

Yeah, but maybe a little too wealthy.

He married Kira Budny in 2018.

Was a beauty queen, ten years his junior, no kids.

In 2019, he was sought after for embezzlement.

Apparently it was a US businessman named Matt Woodley

who was working with the Belarusian government to expose his corruption.

And a warrant was issued for Vusovich's arrest.

I have one thing to take care of.

I'm scared.

Everything will be okay. I'll meet you on the plane.

The Militsiya in Minsk discovered a plan of Volchek

trying to flee the country by private plane.

So, everyone's here?

No, my husband is not here yet.

You aren't Mr. Vusovich?

I was told to wait here for Mr. Vusovich.

But the jet that Borys Vusovich and his wife were on

suddenly exploded as the police were closing in.

Now, a officer testified that he saw both of them onboard

before the plane caught fire.

But who knows.

The Belarusian government believes that Vusovich staged the incident

and he has shown up inside the United States using the alias Volchek.

So this guy embezzles a fuck-ton of money, he's a demolitions expert,

clearly knows how to make a bomb,

and he has the resources to fake his own death?

And killed his wife in the process to help sell it?

That is exactly what we're saying, yeah.

Well, whatever he is, whoever he is, we're close to him.

I can feel it.

He's somewhere nearby.

Sir, you have an 11:00 a.m. briefing at Westwood.

Right. This is good work. Let's find him.

Yeah, agreed. Nice work, you guys.

Thanks, man. Well, you know, we wouldn't have had any of that information

if you hadn't kicked some ass in there so, thank you.

Team effort.

That does get me thinking though, if somebody does a deep dive on us,

that could backtrack to our actual profiles.

Anything?

I handled that the first week I was here.

Good.

That's, uh... That's good.

I accept all major credit cards. Or Venmo if that's easier for you.

Ah.

You wanna see yours?

She's cute.

Show them Finau.

Wait. That's me?

Well, yeah, a version of you.

He's white.

Continue as planned.

I'm sure you'll find everything's in order in the contract.

When could I expect delivery?

Vusovich?

Or should I call you "Volchek?"

The Americans are closing in on you.

He will not spoil my plans to bring this country to its knees!

We have been drilling down on the name

that Meachum saw on the map in the basement of the dance hall.

We were able to find this man, Shawn Killian Gallagher.

-How about an LKA? -House in Highland Park.

Police, open up.

Well, look at that.