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The

Secretary of Defense is prepared to send additional soldiers to support ongoing

combat operations in Eastern

Europe.

Las Cruces and the border region are an easy target for human

traffickers.

By order of the President, we are mobilizing thirty thousand additional troops for

deployment to the Middle

East.

Tonight, the Pentagon is calling the latest escalation a dangerous

situation.

Human trafficking is a problem on a global scale, but it also leaves an impact

right here in New Mexico.

People think that it's international or it's over borders a-and it's

domestic, and it's occurring right here in our

state.

For more about this new deployment of US troops to the Middle

East.

The State Department recommends that all Americans return to the

United States while commercial flights are still

available.

The overwhelming majority of victims we see are actually

domestically

born.

The cartels are getting away with

this.

It's funny how much training I've had in taking a

life.

Years with the Third Cav, then

the regiment,

special ops.

A lifetime of experience. I can tell

you to the exact second how long it'll take you to bleed out if

I make an inch-long incision in your carotid

artery. Tactics, weapons,

munitions, covert ops, black ops,

battlefield triage, the logistics of death.

I've

studied it all in great depth and

detail.

Yeah. I've been taught all there is to know

about taking a life,

but

giving life, bringing someone into the world, caring

for a child,

no one tells you jack shit.

You're on your own.

Chloe! Happy birthday, baby.

Hi, Mommy.

I'm so sorry Mommy can't be there. Look at you,

you're three years old. Can you believe

it? I can't believe it.

Yeah.

Happy birthday.

Surprise! How are you six

already?

I don't know.

I love you so much, baby.

I love you, too. You're the best.

Hi. I love you.

Oh. Well, look, we're having a party here,

too. Did you have a good party at school?

Yeah, Dad brought cupcakes for my class.

Yeah?

It was really good.

Baby, I promise, I promise I'm gonna be there next

year. Keep your eyes closed. I didn't miss every

birthday. I expect tears of

joy, and I expect a lot of

thank you. Here. No. Ah, ah. And

the ones I made it back for were

the happiest, most

precious moments of my life. Hey,

baby. They say on average, a child spends the first

eighteen years with their parents.

Then after they move out, when you add up all the remaining time you see

themThe visits home, the vacations

together, precious snatched moments you share with

them. For the rest of your life,

you're lucky if you see them for one more year.

That's it.

How long?

I mean, another two, three months, so I'm

not gonna be able to make it for the start of summer, and I'm so

sorry. Ugh.

No, it's okay. It's okay. You don't need to apologize.

I understand the protocol,

and things change, and you can't control it, so...

Thank you.

You're like my best friend.

I just hope you know that.

I'm thinking about you,

always.

I just, I just want you to stay safe, okay?

So don't worry about anything else.

Just, just please,

be safe because I love

you, and me and Dad love you.

I will. I

promise.

Well,

I already lost the first 15

years.

When, when Chloe's father died, I,

uh...

I had to make a change. I had to come home

for good.

I had to make things

right.

I

know.

I mean, I would do that.

Bye. Happy birthday.

Bye.

Well, that was fun. I had fun. Didn't you, baby?

Yeah, it was fun.

Hey, do you wanna open up another present?

Um, yeah. I mean, do, do you wanna do it later?

I think it'd kinda be better if we-

Okay. Okay.

I mean,

is everything okay, baby?

Yeah.

Yeah, I, um... We just, we wanted to, like, have plans

later.

Oh. Well, I mean, okay. Like, how, how much

later?

Um,

9:00-ish.

9:00, I mean, that's, that's late.

Yeah. Yeah. Yeah, it's

fine.

Well, nobody ate my cake. I mean, it's so funny.

Erica was like, "Gluten-free now?

When did that even start?"

Um, yeah, she gets sick if she has gluten, Mom.

Oh. Oh, my God, what about your friend that was, like, always

talking about her wellness journey and her sugar intake?

This is why I don't like you.

What?

Like, I'm sorry that no one ate your cake, but it's my birthday, and I

kinda just, you know, wanted you to be there for me and do stuff that we wanted

to do.

What are you talking about? I, I, like, did all this for

you.

All this?

Yeah.

I'm 16, Mom. I wanna go be with my friends.

I know, baby.

No, don't call me baby, okay? I'm, I'm not a little

kid anymore. But you wouldn't know that, would you? 'Cause you were here.

Weren't you?

I was doing my duty.

Your duty?

Yeah.

To who?

You wouldn't get it.

Somehow, somewhere, I slipped through the cracks, didn't I?

That is not true.

Yes, it is. 'Cause you were fighting to keep everyone else safe, everyone but me

and Dad.

What are you talking about?

You cared about us, and you forgot about us.

You think you can just come home and fix things?

I can try.

You don't fix things. You break things.

Chloe.

Chloe,

you must be hungry. You want something to eat?

Chlo?

All right, you know how I feel about locked doors.

Open up.

Okay, in advance, I'm sorry about

this.

G********,

C***e.

Mom?

Yeah. Yo, what does she want? I don't know.

Did you tell her you were going out? What?

No, I, I didn't tell her. Wait, what? Are you serious? Yeah.

Oh my God, that's so unlike you. I know.

I mean, like, it's her birthday. She wanted me to go out.

Patty now.

I wanna see you guys. Period. Period.

You know what? To the birthday girl.

To the birthday girl.

Happy f******g birthday.

Happy birthday.

Happy birthday. Cheers. What

the...

Salut.

Don't look now, but at the end of the bar.

Wait, which-

Ta-da!

Oh.

Look.

He's cute.

He's so cute.

Oh, Rubble.

He's a 10.

But you have to go over there.

She's a 10. She's not going.

Oh, you're going.

Figure it out.

No, no, no. Never ask if I'm drunk. Are you ready? Hold on. I'm gonna go.

Hold up. Wait a minute.

She's got 20 bucks says she does. Oh, wait. You guys. I believe in you.

Hey, it's Chloe. Let's see if I can call you

back.

Hey, just be a second. Oh, here we go.

Birthday girl needs a drink, right?

Thank you.

Yeah, of course. Um, I, I hope you

don't mind me asking. How old are you?

18.

Okay.

Yeah.

A year.

Right.

Or

two.

See ya.

Don't do anything I wouldn't do.

Well, cheers, right?

Here's to you.

Happy birthday.

Ellie. Hey, girls.

So early tomorrow.

I know. Where's, where's Chloe?

Excuse me? You heard me. She's in the

bar. What, you, you left her alone?

Well, she's with Ben. Who's Ben? He's a nice guy. Don't worry.

He's a nice guy? How the f**k do you

know?

Chloe!

Oh,

what the f**k? Go, go, go, go, go, go, go.

Chloe! Chloe!

What the f**k was

that?

Oh, what the f**k? Oh, what

the...

S**t. What the

f**k? No, f**k you. Get your ass off the f*****g car.

I'm gonna get her back.

I'm gonna kill

you!

F**k you. I'll

f*****g kill you. F**k you. You're not

getting

away.

Chloe!

F**k you. Jesus Christ, who the f**k is that bitch?

All right, take a left. Take a left. Take a left. Take us out here.

She's f*****g crazy.

I

think we lost her, man.

What the f**k? Oh my God.

Where the f**k is she?

Ah!

S****d f*****g b***h. God.

They

say that in any disappearance, especially that

of a child, you have just 72

hours, 72 hours until the trail goes

cold,

72 precious hours to find

them,

or the chances are that

you'll never see them alive again.

And I've already lost so much time.

You scared me for a second, Nikki.

I thought you were dying.

Mr. Sullivan paid a lot of money to finish you himself.

Where is my daughter?

My daughter, Chloe. What did you do with

her?

I didn't know livestock even had names.

Been a very naughty girl, Nikki. Burned down a whole

whorehouse.

I was looking for my daughter. Where is she?

You let all the livestock go. Killed five of Sullivan's men

at Club 30 last night.

Cost the syndicate a lot of money.

Who's Sullivan?

Is he running the syndicate?

Yeah, you're not really in a position to be asking questions.

Besides, the better question is

who am I?

Oh, that's easy. You're the

Butcher. That's what Ben told

me.

Looks like you've been pretty busy today.

I'm a conscientious worker. What can I say?

I can appreciate that.

I love my work.

You did good, you killed, that p***e o* s**t

Ben, one of your own.

Oh. No, he was just a

spotter. Pretty face to lure 'em

in. They're a dime a dozen.

Now, Mr. Sullivan was very, very annoyed that

Ben gave up the location of his best

whorehouse.

He didn't have much

choice.

There's always a choice.

Mr. Sullivan was also quite upset

that young Ben chose,

um... What was her name?

Hmm?

Chloe.

Chloe. Yeah. The daughter of some

Special Forces

super badass, huh?

With a little digging,

we know all about you.

Super scary

Special Forces

bad motherfucker. That you?

I'm gonna give you one chance.

Tell me where she is,

and I'll let you live.

You... Look at you making threats.

I respect that.

You got guts.

Should we take a look?

You

know, in Japan, they,

they play classical music to the cows.

They say it gives them joy.

It makes the meat taste sweeter.

I'm

sorry. Can you hold this for me?

Mr.

Sullivan. What can I do for you,

sir? No, no, no. Yeah, she's, she's fine.

Yeah, a little banged up, but, that's all.

Oh, yeah, the spotter, he's, he, he's all taken care of.

He'll be beefsteak by this afternoon.

Nah, no worries, sir. Young Ben will be our blue plate

special.

But, but, but the woman, you, you wanna handle her

personally?

Very well. I'm on the killing

floor. We'll be waiting.

Very well.

Oh,

fuck Sullivan. I'm killing you my damn

self.

I

gave you a chance.

I think this belongs to

you.

Where's my daughter?

I, I don't know.

Where's Chloe?

I don't know. I don't-

Hey.

Huh?

I don't like to repeat myself.

Fuck you. Fuck.

Fuck.

Hey. Who's Sullivan?

Okay, okay,

okay.

You're not listening to me.

No!

Fuck! Oh,

please.

So you won't be needing these.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait,

wait, wait, wait, please, please. Okay, wait, wait. Wait, wait. Wait, okay.

Listen, listen, listen. You don't know.

If I tell you, you'll

kill me. If I

tell you, you'll kill me.

What do you think I'm gonna do?

Hey, look, you're not giving me a

choice.

There's always a choice.

This can be fast,

or we could spend a lot more time together.

Huh?

Eventually, he told me everything, as I knew he

would.

He said he didn't know where Chloe was, and

in the end, I believed him.

But perhaps this man Sullivan does.

Butcher told me they call themselves The Syndicate.

Sullivan is the manager, and above him is The

Chairman. Fancy business names and

fancy business suits to make themselves feel better about the reality of their

trade, dealing in human

flesh. Young girls to be imprisoned

and exploited, on American soil if

they're lucky, or perhaps to be groomed for

export.

I have to find Chloe before it's too

late.

Jesus

Christ.

She's crazy.

Should we call The Chairman?

Absolutely not.

We keep this quiet, we deal with this ourselves.

The Chairman doesn't even know about the whorehouse yet.

He's a man that doesn't appreciate weakness.

You understand?

Yes, sir.

Wake everyone up.

Get 'em on the streets now. I want this woman found, and I want her

dead.

Take care of that.

Sir?

Beefsteak.

Whoever this Sullivan is, his men are well-trained.

They hold a perimeter and watch their sight lines.

Weapons always at the

ready.

They

travel in convoy.

Tight formation, guard vehicle

first.

They're prepared. They don't use seat belts to be

faster on the draw.

There's too many to take out in the

field.

This home is a nightmare, too. A

compound,

well-protected, sealed tight.

Just one route in.

Guards have overlapping fields of fire.

Cameras, dogs, drones. I'm

gonna have to get

creative.

F**k.

First, I better take care of this.

All right, people, this footage just came in. Take a look at this.

This is from a traffic camera opposite Club 30 last night.

This is from the bank across the street, and this is from the building next

door.

Who the f**k is this guy?

He never lets us see his face.

It's like he knows we're watching.

He's

like

a f*****g ghost

What about cameras in the club?

Burned with the building.

He torched the whole place, left five dead bodies

inside. Whoever he is, for our purposes,

he's target number one. He knows what he's doing, and he's extremely

dangerous. I want him off the streets tonight.

Questions?

Get ready for a long one.

Robert, what do you have on the vehicles in the downtown

corridor?

Don't

go to sleep.

A good surgeon can be many things,

but she can't be tired.

Stay awake.

Pain is temporary.

Infections are

not.

Stay

awake.

You've got this. Just

keep moving.

Time is running

out.

Tommy, I know you were there, a- and someone had to see something.

Possibly sex workers, might have mentioned Club 30.

Tommy, those guys are out there all night. Somebody saw something.

This just in, people. Put it on the monitor,

Wu.

Footage from the Red Bar from earlier last evening.

This is about two hours before Club 30 burned to the

ground, and this is one Benjamin Blaine.

Ben, I know him. He works for the syndicate.

He's a low-level spotter, picks the girls up in clubs, multiple human

trafficking violations.

And here's our target.

This is starting to make sense.

Benjamin Blaine works for the syndicate. Club 30 belongs to the syndicate.

Seems like our target has a grudge.

It gets better. About 30 minutes ago, young Ben's prints were

lifted off an Audi belonging to this man, Barry

Lester.

Where is he?

In the morgue, killed by a car

key.

Excuse me, sir?

That's right, driven into his left orbital

socket. The key belongs to a

15-year-old black Honda Pilot which was sold 12 months

ago to one Nikki Halstead. Next

one.

This is her.

Wait a minute.

Our, our, our target's a woman? A woman did all this?

And why does that surprise you so much?

We have nothing yet, no criminal record, but we're still digging.

But here's the best part. Guy who sold her the car 12 months ago, he

says he sold it with two keys.

She's still driving it.

Exactly. Okay, I wanna put out a BOLO on a black

2010 Honda Pilot. License plate

is HJTX17,

and get it to all hotels and motels, too. This could be our girl.

Sir?

What is it, Wu?

What about 624 Spring Drive?

What about it?

That's listed as her home address on her driving license.

The way she conceals her face, she's obviously a trained killer of some sort

who has to know by now that the cops are hunting her.

Do you really think she's gonna go back to her house?

It's a possibility.

It certainly is. All right, rookie, you've just earned your first

stakeout.

I gotta get a fresh

shirt.

Martin, make sure you get those RCs put up.

Okay, I'm on

it.

Um, can I get a five-point harness?

What kind?

The best

one.

And,

can I get o- one of those skateboards?

They're decorations. They're not for sale.

Things have been kinda rough, so

could you please just

get me one of the skateboards?

Mark, bring me a ladder.

Thank

you.

Mr. Chairman, I have Sullivan for you.

Mr. Sullivan, when exactly were you gonna tell me

about Club 30? Well, my most profitable

whorehouse burned to the ground, all the merchandise is lost, and you

say

nothing. No,

no, no. No, no, don't

lie.

Don't lie to

me.

We have a fresh shipment for export tonight.

My father's expecting his livestock.

We can't have a problem. Entiendes?

Well, we have half the police force on payroll. Use them.

Use them. I mean, you're supposed to be a manager, Sullivan.

Manage this, otherwise I'm gonna get somebody else who can.

No. No, no more excuses. I want her

dead, now.

It's time, boss.

Bring that with us.

Get dressed.

Oh,

f**k! What the f**k?

Fuck.

F****r. What the f**k?

What the fuck?

Wait.

Do something.

What the f**k is going on?

Shoot that b***h.

Get her.

Where is she? Where is she?

I don't

know. S**t.

There she is. F**k. F*****g f**k.

All right, get her! Get out, get out.

I can't. It's stuck.

F**k. Fuck.

F**k.

Oh, God. All

right. All right, all right. Look, no, no, it's okay.

Just take it easy, okay?

Just, just take it easy.

No, no, no. Wait. No!

Oh, God.

Where's

my daughter?

I don't know what you're talking about. Ah, God!

F**k.

I don't like to repeat myself.

I don't know where she is. Oh,

God. Oh, f**k! Are you

crazy? You t- you know I'm not in

charge. Oh, G-

Who is, then?

Oh, God. Oh. The

chairman. He runs everything. H- he's the big

boss. He's at the Grand Hotel. God, he's

protected, but I, but I, but I, I can help you get to

him.

I don't need your help.

No,

no,

no.

Chloe.

There's reports of

a shooting on Brightview Road.

Is it our target?

No sign of her yet, but her Honda Pilot was just involved in a head-on collision.

Any victims?

Eight males, multiple gunshot wounds, all of them dead.

J***s C****t, she's like a walking slaughterhouse.

Looks like they were all members of the

syndicate.

When you've seen as much death as I have, when it's touched

people so close to you

Both enemies and friends,

comrades and lovers. You start to see

how

narrow the line is,

the thin, delicate line between living and dying.

You see how easy it is to lose someone,

and you ask yourself,

"Why?"

A grenade is tossed into a

room.

Some live, some die.

A sniper chooses a target, seemingly at

random.

Hunter!

Someone lives. Someone dies.

You see enough of it, and you start to ask yourself, "Why?

Why was I spared?"

A husband in a hospital bed,

dying of leukemia.

Is it all just random?

Did I survive all this for no

reason?

Or is there some greater meaning, something unseen?

Some

hidden purpose?

Don't sleep.

I'm so sorry, baby. You gotta wake up, okay?

We're almost home. Okay? Okay, we're

almost there. You got it? We're

almost there, baby. We're almost home.

Holy sh...

Captain.

Okay, baby, we're home. We're

home. Okay, I'm just gonna sit you

down on the couch, okay? You ready? I'm just gonna sit you down.

Here, here. Chloe. Chloe, I need you to know

that...

Chloe, you're safe now, okay? I promise

you, they're never gonna touch you again.

No one's ever gonna hurt you again, okay, baby?

You're safe. Okay.

Okay, now I need you to, I need you to look in the light, okay?

I'm gonna touch your face. I need you to look in the light.

Follow the light, baby.

Can you follow the light?

Good girl. Okay, good girl.

Baby,

baby, I'm gonna take your jacket off now, okay? But you're safe.

I need to see where you're hurt, okay?

Here.

Get

back.

Get

back.

Confirming the target address, 624 Spring

Drive.

Copy that. We're eight minutes out.

Be advised, target is armed and extremely dangerous.

Yes, sir.

Use of lethal force is authorized.

Lethal force?

That's right.

There's a civilian present, Captain.

Nikki Halstead killed five people last night, and another eight today,

that we know of. I'm not letting her add to that list.

But those were all suspected syndicate members.

This woman is dangerous. She's in the hands of SWAT now.

They'll take her

down.

Target

is still within the building, sir.

What is your status?

Hundred percent in position. Ready to breach.

Very good. On my mark.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

What?

You have no idea what you're dealing with or what she's capable of.

Who the fuck are you?

I'm the guy

that's going to save the lives of six of your

men.

Now pull them back.

On whose authority?

On the authority of

go f**k yourself.

Attorney

General's signis?

That's what it looks like.

You have command authority.

That's what it says.

Now pull your men back, or order six body

bags.

Now.

This is Michaels. Stand down.

Sir?

Repeat, stand down.

Do not engage the target. Repeat, do not

engage. Do you copy?

Sir, but

when we have her-

Never, sir.

I don't like it any more than you do, but we have our orders.

Copy that, sir. Stand

down.

Chloe, I gotta run to the store and get some medical supplies, okay?

So I can help you. I'll be right back, I

promise. I love

you.

Be right back. Can't risk a

hospital. Too many questions. But I can

take care of her here. I can protect

her. I'm all she

needs.

This

is Captain Michaels. Yes, sir. Turn off your cameras.

Sir? Do as I say. No cameras, no live

feeds.

Cameras off, boys.

Copy that, sir. We're dark. Good. F**k those Pentagon

assholes. F**k 'em good, sir. Now go take that b***h

out. Yes, sir.

We

follow Nikki at a discreet distance, wait till she's home, no threat to

anyone, then I'll bring her in.

And

who exactly are you, sir?

Lavelle. The bird indicates that I'm a United States Army

colonel.

And Colonel, who are you to her?

I was her commanding officer for a long time.

And do you think you can bring her in?

Without bloodshed.

Are you sure about that?

I'd stake my life on it.

We need immediate medical assistance at the alley between Spring and Lakeshore.

Broken bones and blood loss. No fatalities.

What the fuck have you done?

Send six ambulances.

Nikki.

Nikki Halstead.

Is,

is that, is that you, sir?

That's right.

What are you doing here?

I've come to bring you in.

I can't do that, sir. Not yet.

You're not in the field anymore, soldier.

I need to bring you in. You're causing a lot of damage.

You know that can't continue. You know that.

They took

my daughter.

I know. I know they

did.

But Nikki, we need to talk, just you and me.

Alone.

I'm sorry, sir.

Don't... Don't send anyone else after

me.

Chloe!

Don't

move.

I said don't move

Where's my f*****g daughter?

I'm not gonna ask again.

I, I don't know. I'm a cop, cop. I was coming to get her, but

she was gone when I arrived. I already searched the whole house.

I have no idea where she is. Please.

Please,

Mimi.

They took her back. Why?

Revenge?

It's the only answer. I should never have left her alone. I think I made a mistake.

I th- I thought all I needed was Chloe back, but, but I was

wrong. I killed the Butcher and

Sullivan.

I burned down their whorehouse. This

has become personal. Now Chloe can't be safe,

not until the people that were responsible are

dead.

All of them.

Let

me

ask you something.

Why'd you send in the SWAT team?

I made a judgment call. You don't make those in the military?

Sure we do, but we try to be more informed before we do it.

You know what I think? I think you didn't want SWAT to get

her. You didn't wanna see your bright, shiny hero get taken

down. But that woman has killed 13 people.

She's gonna pay the price.

Human traffickers.

What?

13 human traffickers.

Since when does the Las Cruces Police Department get so hot under the collar

over the dismantling of a human trafficking ring?

I'm the law here, and we have rules.

Nikki Halstead has given everything she has to this country.

She's a hero. She's seen shit you couldn't even

understand.

Oh, you military guys. You think you're the only ones who've

suffered,

who've seen the dark side,

made compromises.

That's a nice suit.

How much did you pay for it?

You wanna say something to me?

How about this?

If we find Nikki, I'll bring her in.

You stay out of my way, and nobody else will get hurt.

Why are you really here, Lavelle? To help us out, or to

protect your high-speed government

asset?

I don't think she's the one that needs protecting.

Police!

Search the premises!

Go,

go, go.

Clear!

Front room clear.

Armed police!

Clear!

Bathroom clear.

Closet clear. Bedroom clear.

Freeze! Don't move.

I'm a cop. I'm a cop. G*****n i*.

We got one.

Found someone.

Get this shit off me.

I want every piece of manpower we've got on the streets.

I want roadblocks at a five-mile radius.

I want searches block to block, then house to house.

I want this b***h in a body bag. Problem?

No problem here.

Captain Michaels.

The f**k is this?

I thought you'd like to meet some friends of mine.

Captain Richard Michaels, I'm placing you under arrest for suspected

fraud, bribery, perversion of justice, corruption of

authority, and protection of illegal activities.

Other charges are pending. Your weapon and badge, sir.

You did this.

Someone at the NSA dropped Internal Affairs a copy of your

overseas bank records.

What are you, a f*****g accountant?

Big, tough Army guy. You don't even have the balls to take me down

yourself. You send a little girl to do it.

You're nothing but a soft as s**t pencil pusher.

I can see where a man like you might think that I got soft pushing

papers around a desk,

so you can assume that I have no skills, or you can take a

shot.

You talk too

much.

Hey, you don't think I talk too much, do you?

Not at all,

sir.

This hotel

is the center of the whole operation.

The bottom floors are imprisoned girls working for the

syndicate, and the whole top floor is the

Chairman's penthouse. That's what they call him,

the Chairman, the head of the whole

organization.

He'll give me my daughter back

right before he k-

Sir, the new shipment's arrived.

Good. Bring a sample up. Get her

undressed.

No!

Almost out of time.

I'm, I'm fine, really.

Are you sure there was no one else in the house when you

arrived?

Who are you?

This is Colonel Lavelle. He's in charge now.

Nikki was already gone?

Yeah.

Who is she?

A mother, looking for a child that was abducted by the Syndicate.

All this chaos is over one girl? I don't get

it. Syndicate has 13 men dead. Why wouldn't they just give her

back?

It's not that simple.

What do you

mean?

Sullivan warned that it was heavily defended.

A fortress,

impenetrable.

But I've heard that before. In my job, you're trained to look

for weakness, in a plan, in a fortification,

in a person.

You find the weakness, and then you

push. You exert pressure

until that weakness first cracks, and then breaks,

until everything

comes tumbling down.

Father Brown, please help us. My family had an accident.

Hey, what the f**k are you doing? You're trespassing.

Please.

Go. Everybody leave now. Go, go, go, go,

go.

There's a breach, loading bay

two.

She's headed for the kitchen. Andre, get out there now.

Odera. Get the f- get

the fuck up.

Odera.

Ay, ay. Odera. Yo, wanna tell me

what the f**k is going on?

We have a situation, boss.

We have a f*****g what?

Sullivan, the last one, he had

people.

This one, the

chairman, he has

technology.

But you know the problem

with technology?

It

fails.

Go deal with this

now.

F**k. Get the power back on right f*****g now.

Guys, we are blind up here. We can't see a thing.

Get the power back on. Let's go. Where is

she?

Chloe!

Chloe?

Chloe!

Go. Go. Run!

Fire!

Get out. Go, go. Chloe!

Get away. Look. F**k!

Fire! Get out.

Chloe?

Hey, who the f**k are you? Ow! What

the... Ow! Ow.

F**k.

Come on. Let's get out of here. You gotta go.

There's a fire.

Fire!

They think they're protecting themselves by hiding behind their

walls, their cameras.

But really, by crowding into one

place, they're just

making it easier for me. In the service, we used to call it a

kill box. It's a box and, well,

you get the picture.

Come on, come on.

F**k,

cover me.

Go. F*****g

b***h.

All

right.

Break this door. Oh, what happened?

I don't know.

Oh, f**k.

Hey.

Come

All right, come on. Go, go.

Move in. Move

in.

Mama.

Mom. Mama.

Mama.

Mom.

Break things.

Mama. Mom.

Don't call me baby.

Mom.

Chloe.

Mom.

I'm sorry.

No, don't be sorry.

Mom, it's okay. I promise

it's okay.

I'm gonna find you.

I know. Yeah, I know.

I'm trying so hard, baby.

I know.

I'm trying so hard.

I know.

I'm gonna bring you home, baby.

I know.

Not baby.

I know. I know.

You're so beautiful.

I love you, baby. I'm coming for

you. I'm

coming.

Go get

her.

What

is going on? Is she still coming?

shit!

What the fuck is going

on?

What

the

fuck?

Fucking keys. Fucking keys. Go, go,

go!

Leave

now. Safe.

Go.

Get out. Go, go, go.

Leave. Now.

Ah, ah, ah,

ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah,

ah.

No, no, no. Stop right there. Uh-uh.

No further.

Chloe?

That's right. Okay.

Now, back up.

Back the f**k up!

Okay.

There you go.

Please, please. Just let her go, please. She's, she's my daughter.

This?

She's my daughter.

This?

You want this?

Yes.

That's what you want after all this?

Okay, well, guess what, b***h. You better get on

your--

Chloe.

Oh,

God.

Oh, God.

Just

stay with me. Just stay with

me.

Please

stay with me.

My daughter needs immediate medical assistance.

Please help her.

Okay. Can you tell me what happened?

Yeah, she was kidnapped. And she was beaten.

She's got internal injuries.

Weak carotid pulse. Intercranial bleed.

Her name is Chloe Halstead.

1, 2, 3. Shallow respiration. Let's go ahead and start bagging.

Please, she couldn't communicate. Help her.

Patient has bolt wound.

Temperature 114 and BP 102 over 64.

Is she gonna be okay?

Make

sure it's bolted to the edge.

I'm her mom.

Patient reacted in lido. Constrict pupils, dark

actresses.

Go ahead and get an IV started. 1000 cc's of normal

saline.

Let's

get

some

lido

slides

rolling.

Who is she?

A mother looking for a child that was abducted by the

syndicate.

The syndicate already has 13 men dead.

Why not just give her back?

It's not that simple.

What do you mean?

Because Nikki Halstead

already found her daughter

almost a week ago. But by the time she found

her,

Chloe was already

dead.

Nikki just couldn't accept it. She had a complete

breakdown. She was hospitalized, heavily medicated.

I went to see her in the hospital when she got to the other side of

it.

Colonel.

I came as soon as I heard.

Physically, she was recovering,

but

mentally...

You're my soldier, the best I ever

had. You saved a lot of

lives, soldiers and

civilians. You gave us everything you

had.

I'm not going to abandon

you.

I need to get out of here, Colonel. I need to find her.

She needs me. And I've already lost so much

time. I know what she said, one of the last things she said

before they took her.

Said I was always fighting for everyone else

and never for her.

She was right.

But I can change that.

I'm here now.

She blanked out Chloe's death completely.

She just couldn't accept it.

She thinks her daughter's still alive.

I've seen it on the battlefield. Soldiers are taught to

compartmentalize. Doctors call it

retrograde amnesia caused by the trauma.

What the hell does that mean?

It means that she's not able to form new memories.

And every time she falls asleep, her mind resets to the night that

it all began, the night that they abducted Chloe.

Then she's going on the hunt again.

I visited Nikki in the hospital again 72 hours

ago. When I got there, she'd already

left. She woke up convinced that they had

just abducted Chloe.

They tried to stop her, but

Nikki is a force of nature.

But if her daughter is dead,

who is she saving?

Mommy got you.

I found you. I got you. My

baby.

I found you. I found you.

She fixates on girls that look like

Chloe.

Same pale skin,

same hair. She sees Chloe

everywhere.

Her daughter needs protecting,

and she's compelled to do it.

She's going to get them all.

It's her sole purpose.

It's what drives her.

And she's never going to stop.

They say that in any disappearance, especially that of a

child, you have just seventy-two

hours.

Don't worry, Chloe.

I'm

coming.