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I had this bad feeling
you weren't really sick.

- FBI share any new intel with you?
- Not yet.

You are The Commander.

Le Bon Nosh, 8:00 p.m.

Don't you look handsome?

Damn it, watch your step.

I've left you a little present.

Adelaide, what did you do?

But you had to go and ruin it

by having your boss go looking for me.

I know exactly what
it feels like to be the reason

your loved ones end up in harm's way.

Shame. Guilt. Anger.

Amanda. No.

Help!

Will, we got to get Amanda out of here.

Let the techs do their job.

- How was the body when you found it?
- The body?

This is Deputy Director Amanda Wagner.

She was on her back.

Understood, Special Agent.

Just... Please.

This is as bad as it gets.

Oh, Wags.

We're gonna get the
son of a bitch who did this.

Wait. Okay, wait, let me.

- Let me.
- Okay.

The Lord is my shepherd.
I shall not want.

He restoreth my soul.

He leadeth me in the paths
of righteousness for his name's sake.

Yea, though I walk through
the valley of the shadow of death,

I will fear no evil.

For thou art with me.

Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.

Surely goodness and mercy shall
follow me all the days of my life,

and I will dwell
in the house of the Lord forever.

Amen.

Mom.

Oh.

Caroline, I need your help.

Yes, sir.

I need you to access Amanda's calendar,
computer, everything.

I wanna know what she was doing
leading up to last night, okay?

Yeah, you got it.

Oh.

Thank you.

Oh, boy. Uh...

No! Don't you dare go in there!
You have no damn shame, do you?

- That's not what I was doing.
- You couldn't wait for this.

Amanda knew that
you were after her job,

and she hated you
just as much as I do.

Wilbur Trent.

I came here to tell you
how sorry I am for your loss.

Now, Wagner and I had our differences,

but she had and will always have
my utter respect.

Let me know if you need anything.

Captain Evelyn Mitchell has
some information you'll find useful.

Amanda was secretly working
with a contact at the FBI.

She was looking for Adelaide Trevens.

On her own? Why?

What? Why didn't she say anything?

She did, just not to you.

Amanda planned on looping you
both in once she got something solid.

Well, she must have found it,
and it got her killed.

Come in.

Hi. I printed, uh,
all of the Deputy Director's emails

and personal files
from the last two weeks.

Um, I had all the files
digitized for Eduardo.

Oh.

Much appreciated, Caroline.

Honey, I'm gonna stick around here
if you don't mind. I just...

I just can't be home.

Yeah, of course.

I'll, um... I'll be in Amanda's office.

Um...

Something else, Caroline?

Sorry, I was just wondering
what I should do with Winona.

She's still in the Deputy Director's
parking space.

- Her car's still here?
- Mm-hmm.

Maybe Amanda was doing something
that required a low profile.

Caroline, can you see if she checked out

an undercover vehicle
in the last few days?

- Sure thing.
- Thanks.

Mmm.

Hey, guys. So, got an eyewitness
near the crime scene last night

who saw a large male... 40s, 50s...

park a silver sedan
and dump something near the curb.

She said it could have been a body.

So, um, got a partial plate.
Running it now.

What about the, uh, the people
at the restaurant, employees, customers?

Anyone see Adelaide get into that car?

Uh, so far, no,
but we haven't found everyone yet.

The bartender.
Have you talked to the bartender?

That would be Josh Hassen.
No, still looking for him.

He's one of hers.

Uh, server dropped the tray.

The bartender yelled at her,
and then Adelaide was gone.

A distraction.

Let's get a BOLO out, and I want unis

parked and camped
in front of his address.

You got it. Hey.

Everyone, just take care today, okay?

There. Amanda's undercover car.

Two coffees.

She was here for a while.

It was matcha. She was off coffee.

A stakeout.

She was casing something.

Why the backup?

I don't know how many acolytes
Adelaide has, and neither do you.

We might need help.

We got your pin.

What's it looking like?

Found two of Amanda's coffee cups.

She was definitely surveilling the area.
We don't know...

- Come on, Amanda.
- ...where Adelaide's acolytes are.

Come on.

...I had you guys come out here. Nope.

- He's getting out. Let's go.
- All right, fine.

This is where it happened.

Antonio was here.

Groceries still fresh. Ice still icy.

We must have just missed them.

GBI. Show yourself.

Hey, stop!

Where's Antonio Morales?

He'll be dead soon. Just like your boss.

- Trent!
- Will, stop!

- That's enough, Trent. Calm down!
- Hey, stay down.

- You got it?
- Yeah, I got him.

I have to know what happened, Pete.

It was, um...

...a two-person attack,

judging from the
bruising around her neck

and the placement
of the five stab wounds to her chest.

Amanda...

Between both lungs collapsing
and the hemothorax,

she didn't last long.

But there was a significant amount

of epithelial cells beneath her nails,

along with foreign hair fibers
on the cuffs of her coat.

She made sure you got enough DNA,
didn't she?

More than you even know.

This fingertip.

She must have bitten it off
during the struggle.

Belongs to a Stephen Lucas, 43.

School teacher, if
you can believe that.

It's not hard to believe anything
these days.

Can you give us a... a minute, Pete?

Yeah.

She, um...

She was really great.

I, um... I'll-I'll-I'll
be sure to... to

grab that dress you
like for the funeral.

The one you said that
makes you look like Angela Bassett.

I still think you're reaching, honey.

You're so cold, Mandy.

You don't do cold well.

I don't know what the world looks like

without you in it.

I mean, I guess I'm gonna have
to figure that out, right?

You took care of everyone all the time.

Now it's our turn to take care of you.

We're gonna get it done, girl.

This is our last dance.

Good job, Will.

Not only did you knock out
two of this bartender's teeth,

you also made him bite off
part of his tongue,

which is now being sewn back on, so

he won't be able to
talk any time soon.

Did you get it out of your system?

Amanda should still be here right now!

This is all your fault!

- ...backup.
- Okay. Okay, guys.

What's our next move?

- Fresh Food Town.
- Come again?

It's the receipt
we found in the groceries.

It's from Fresh Food Town.

Now, the address is water-damaged,
but check it out. Employee discount.

One of Adelaide's acolytes
must work at Fresh Food Town.

There's got to be around a dozen
in the city.

- You coming, Mitchell?
- No, I am not coming with you.

You look like a disgrace to me.

Fine, I'll go alone.

No, you won't.

Trent and I will canvass
all the Fresh Food Towns.

Why don't you two check on that teacher
with the missing finger?

I don't need a partner.

Yeah, you do.

Third-grade teacher
living in a cozy bungalow,

that's who takes Amanda out.

None of this makes any damn sense.

No, it doesn't.

Wait, that car fits the description
from the restaurant.

Is the partial plate a match?

Yep.

Oh, no.

Trent. Slow down.

Hey, Amanda meant
something to all of us,

so get your head
out of your ass, okay?

And you might want to remember
she changed Faith's diapers.

Geez.

I know you're hurting, okay?

But rage isn't the answer,
believe me, I know.

You just... just remember
who you are, okay?

This case is gonna break on details

and that's what you're good at, man.

You're right.

Hey, you see that?

Yes, I do.

Angie is calling.

Hey, Ang, what's up?

Guess Adelaide thought
he was too much of a liability.

Well, at least he dead.

Cold comfort.

Josh Hassen, bartender guy I beat up.

Someone got to him,

strangled him to death
in his own hospital bed.

No witnesses, no leads.

Hey, Commander! Don't move!

Hey, put the gun down!

Stay low! Stay low!

Show me those hands!

Don't be stupid.

Doesn't make...

Why, huh? Why would she want to kill me?

Come on.

Where's Adelaide, Alexander?

It is Alexander Stewart, right?

Don't call me that.

Oh. Hmm...

I forgot.

You're Adelaide's de facto ringleader.

I don't need to tell you about the

teacher found in the
trunk earlier today.

You probably relayed that order.

And the bartender,
the one who helped Adelaide escape,

you ordered his death too, didn't you?

Nothing?

What about Amanda Wagner?

I know you don't care.

But I'm gonna tell you
a little about Amanda Wagner.

Amazing woman.

She was more than a boss to me.

She was my Adelaide.

Plucked me out of obscurity.

She was my mentor.

Made me who I am today,
just like Adelaide did for you.

The only difference...

Amanda Wagner never tried to kill me.

Adelaide's killing off acolytes
she has no more use for.

You mean nothing to her now.

I'm the only thing standing
between you and certain death.

But the way I see it, you stole from me.

I'm inclined to put you back
on the street.

- What? But...
- Whatever happens, happens.

What's wrong? You afraid?

Oh, I'd be afraid too.

You're at the tippy top
of Adelaide's list.

I gave you a chance.

Good luck.

Wait.

I can tell you.

Where's Adelaide?

I don't know.

Look, I can give you her acolytes.

Names, numbers, addresses, everything.

I want everyone.

Don't move!

You're wasting your time.

- You can't stop us.
- Shut up and get in the car now.

Lisa Giamo, 31. Flight
attendant by day, acolyte by night.

You get back! Get back.

You stay away from
me. I'm gonna do it.

I swear to God I'm gonna do it.
I will slice my throat.

I will bleed out all over this office.
You get away from me!

You get away from me right now.

Next time, take the guard off, okay?
Get off of me.

I don't know any Antonio Morales, okay?

I just moved money.
I didn't kill anybody.

You knowingly funded a serial killer.

No, that wasn't my money.

I just moved it from a numbered account
to wherever she was,

but the account dried up and I stopped.
I stopped.

When was this?

Two weeks ago.

Jeremy, you cannot think like that.

She knew you loved her.

This woman got some people to do...

I don't know why this happened.

Just come home.

Come home, please.

I will get you a ticket today, okay?

Okay.

I love you too.

Okay.

Ronald Troupe from Ambler, Pennsylvania,
age 73.

Founder of Slim's Candy Soda Company.
Died of a heart attack.

He was funding
Adelaide's special projects.

She lost her bankroll.

And that's when Adelaide came back here.

Hey, y'all, listen to this.

So, Ulster declared bankruptcy
when he was arrested.

Conveniently saving his slick ass

from paying any damages
to the victims' families.

Everybody knew that it was BS,
but they couldn't find the money.

Turns out at the same time
that Ulster declares bankruptcy,

somebody at his old firm
gets power of attorney for a new trust

worth the same as Ulster's estate,

and then liquidates it three days before
Ulster's escape from prison.

So he could leave it somewhere
for Ulster to find after his escape.

That's what Adelaide's after,
Ulster's money.

You pick up the lawyer friend?

Oh, we would if we could find him.

Assuming she got to him, she would've

made him tell her how
to get to the money.

If she had the money, why stick around?

I don't think she has it.

Maybe Ulster's lawyer friend
was the middleman.

Maybe he gave the money to someone
for safekeeping, and they moved it.

Someone Ulster could trust.

Someone Adelaide can't get to.

Guys, look what Amanda
had scheduled on her calendar.

HCF. Helms Correctional Facility.

She was supposed to meet someone there.

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

What's wrong?

I know who has Ulster's money.

Well, hi, y'all.

- Janice-Theresa?
- Yeah?

I have seen all of your videos.

Oh, girl, you're so sweet.

Oh. Hey, stud muffin.

JT?

Yeah?

Boo-boo!

- I can't...
- Oh. I know, it's okay. It's all right.

Look at you with the glue gun.

Arts and crafts, you better get it.

I don't even think about Ulster anymore.

Nope, I have seen the light on that man,
thanks to you.

I am finally Janice-Theresa-Phoenix.
Remember?

Oh, yeah.

But you know, we found a-a letter
in your bunk sent five days ago.

It was apparently
signed by James Ulster.

Mm-hmm. I know, and I ignored that.

- 'Cause he dead. Can't write to you.
- Yeah.

That's right, he's dead.
He's graveyard dead. Dead, dead.

Hmm. Okay, well, there was a number
inside of it and you called it.

Oh. You're good.

Yeah, who answered the phone?

- Oh...
- It wasn't Ulster

'cause he graveyard dead.

It was his daughter.

She wanted to know
the location of Ulster's money.

And this is the really important part,
JTP.

- Mm-hmm.
- Did you tell her where to find it?

Come on. You can tell me.

- We're gonna be a family.
- Good God.

A family! We're gonna be a family.

Yes, boo-boo,
he is alive and he still loves me.

He loves me. She told me so.

That sweet darling angel, Adelaide,
she told me,

and... and you know,
I've always wanted to be a mama.

All right, baby,
this is what's gonna happen.

You're gonna tell me
where the money is and

when Adelaide is
coming to pick it up...

- Mm-mmm.
- ...and in return,

I'm gonna let you keep that phone

you're using to stay famous in prison.

Anyone have eyes on her yet?

Nothing.

Nope.

Looking for your daddy's money?

- Will.
- It's not there.

We already have it.

Blue coat, black boots,
northeast corner with Trent.

It's a green coat,
and I bet I can get her first.

Hold your positions.
Remember, we need her alive.

And you're both wrong. It's teal.

It's over, Adelaide.

You have no money, no network.

You are all alone.

That's not true.

I'll tell you what,
you tell me where my uncle is,

and maybe you don't
get the death penalty.

I love it when you talk dirty to me.

What makes you think
I want to stay alive?

Hmm?

Maybe I'd rather die
knowing that you'll

torture yourself for
the rest of your life

because you couldn't save your uncle
from dying a slow, painful death.

Why should I believe
he's even still alive?

Because I can prove it.

Come. Sit.

Will, talk to me. What are you doing?

I got no shot.
There's too many friendlies.

- Same.
- Will, do you read me?

You said you could prove he's alive.

I will, but first, lose the earpiece.
I like privacy.

I mean it. You're
gonna want to see this.

It's a live feed.

You're not gonna be able to trace it
from this phone,

so all you can do is watch.

I feel it's much healthier for me

to simply watch him deteriorate
than scroll through TikTok.

You know, he sings himself to sleep
for comfort? So sweet.

He's still alive for now.

I always forget how long
a person can live without water.

- Sad, right?
- Why isn't he responding?

He took his earpiece out.

I gotta get a better position.

No, stay put. If she sees

you, it could be more danger for Will.

I have a proposal.

Why don't you kill yourself,

and I'll tell your team
where to find Antonio.

If you don't, I'll kill myself,
and you'll never find your uncle.

Is it really that hard to choose?

I mean... do you want to
keep going on like this?

Hurting anyone that's close to you?

Amanda Wagner would still be alive.

I can't believe
you haven't done it already.

If I kill myself, Antonio lives.
That's what you're saying?

I'm done playing your games.

- Fine.
- Wait, Adelaide, no.

Hang on a second, okay?
You don't need to do this.

I have to.

- I don't like this.
- Neither do I.

I'm going closer.

The thought of my death
torturing your mind forever

is just too good to pass up.

I know about your mom.
I know what she did to you.

We're the same, Adelaide. That's
why there's this thing between us.

I know about the rage that you feel,
the abuse, the neglect,

the world telling you over and
over again that you don't matter.

We're not the same.

Someone saved you.

Adelaide, please don't do it.

Shots fired.

Get on the ground,
hands behind your head,

lace your fingers, cross your ankles.

Get on your knees now.

I didn't even see it.

Come on, Adelaide.

Where's Antonio?

Tell me where he is!

It happened right down there.

Hey, Antonio's alive.

Adelaide showed me a live feed.
He was tied to a pipe.

There was, uh, green paint, maybe metal.

There was a freight train too.
It has to be.

I heard two long whistle blows,
one short and another long.

Okay, that means the train came
to a public crossing.

Antonio must be at a train yard.

Okay, so we have Inman Yard,
northwest side of the city.

Inman's too busy, not enough cover.

It's nothing but shipping containers.

Hulsey Yard
is right next to Foles Station,

which was shut down years ago.

That's it. Antonio's gotta be there.

- Antonio!
- Antonio!

Antonio!

Antonio!

Antonio, call out to me.

Antonio!

Antonio?

Will?

- Antonio.
- Will, can you hear me?

I'm here. Antonio, I'm here.

- Will.
- I'm getting you out, okay?

- Antonio.
- Will.

- Hang on.
- Yeah.

Okay. I got you.

Will.

I didn't know.

I thought you might...

You found me, Will.

I knew you'd find me.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Look at you. You're,
uh... You're eating.

I'm not sure it counts as eating
if you don't have to chew.

No, doc says that's your last bag of

fluids and you're good to go.

Well, yeah. I'm finally feeling, uh,
less raisin, more grape.

That's good. I'm glad. I, uh...

booked you a flight back to the island.
First class.

Marshals will escort you
from here to the airport

and then, uh, they'll be there
to meet you on the other side.

- When's the flight?
- Soon as you check out.

Really? So soon?

I just...

I think it's best. Um...

I'm so sorry...

that this happened to you.

You know it's not your fault.

You tried to warn me, but I
was the zángano that didn't listen.

Hey, hey.

Will, I'm still here.

It's going to take more than esa loca
to take me out.

I've got breath in my lungs
because of you, mijo.

You. Don't you ever forget that.

I mean, everything, really.
I mean, my dad thinks I made it up.

- Yeah.
- A splenectomy on the morgue table.

Oh, it happened.

And I could not have
done it without Amanda.

Mmm...

Can I see the scar?

Mmm. Well, look who's here.

Aw. There's my little partner.

You mean me, right?

I know you love me more.

Yes. Yes, he does.

If I say yes, can I hold her?

- Fine.
- Yeah, there's my bubby. Hey, you.

- Now, that is a cute dog.
- How come you don't call me bubby?

Aunt Mandy called
me my first night in LA,

right-right after I moved.

You never told me that.

Yeah, she, um... she knew
I was nervous about going.

Worried about failing.

She said that my path
was already decided for me.

All I needed to do was walk in it.

Hey, guys.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Is Will coming?
He didn't say much at the house.

Yeah, he'll be here any minute.

You okay?

Hey, everyone, I, uh...

Um, most of you

know Deputy Director Amanda Wagner

as a strict, intimidating badass.

But for some of us old-timers,
she was Wags.

We came up through the ranks together,

and I can confirm that even back then,
she was a...

- Badass.
- ...badass.

Damn right.

No one ever tore into me
the way that woman did.

And it's a good thing
that I had a crush

on her back then, I
loved the attention.

You know what, I'm gonna turn it over
to someone that knew her best.

Uh, Captain Evelyn Mitchell.

Mmm.

Well,

Amanda... well, Mandy to me, um,

- she had her way, didn't she?
- Mmm.

She entered the APD, a... a young woman,
mixed race,

bisexual in the '80s...

Jesus... what was she thinking?

Her very existence opened up so
many doors for so many women.

I hope she knew that.

Well, I-I-I had more
I wanted to share,

but I think I'll, um,
keep that for me.

We all know what Amanda means to us,
and she was part of a legacy.

Now my daughter is part of that legacy.

Mmm.

Faith?

Um...

Well...

Amanda had more faith in me than I did.

She would always tell me to do better,
to be better.

She saw potential.

She had this really great gift
of meeting you where you were,

seeing who you could be,

and then pushing you down that path,
no matter how stubborn you were.

That's me she's talking about.

Of course.

And that is not all she left me with

because you know I
am taking her coats.

Ooh!

Nobody rocked a fit harder than her.

Uh-uh.

You know, Amanda knew
how to keep things simple

and for her, it was as simple as

bad people don't get to win.

That's it, that's the job.
That is our job.

And we owe it to her
to see that through, so...

To the best to ever do it.

- To Amanda.
- To Amanda.

Um...

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