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Ah!

Hey.

Hey!

Hola.

Happy birthday.

Federal agents! We have a warrant!

Everybody down. Everybody down, now!

Wait, hold on!

¡Papi!

Wakey, wakey, Sleeping Beauty.

Come on, get up. Move.

What are you doing? Where am I?

¿Papi?

Sure, I'll be your daddy.

Just for tonight.

Let's go.

No.

This is a mistake.

I'm American.

Are you listening to
me? I'm U.S. military

- on temporary leave from my unit.
- Come on.

Let's go. In the van. Move it.

- Come on. In the van.
- No.

I'm in the Navy.

No, no.

Petty Officer First Class,
stationed at Belle Chasse.

Please! No!

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Long as I can remember,

Cassius always had cognac in his coffee.

You sure I can't add a splash,
give yours a little kick?

I'm good, Jimmy. I'm going
straight to work after this.

Doesn't seem like your
patients would mind much.

You just find your brother,

and keep me posted.

- Christopher?
- Yeah. Morning.

Did he go down to Alabama by himself?

Uh, he's got Sebastian for backup.

Oh, good. They'll look
out for each other.

God, Christopher must be worried sick.

What are you doing down here so early?

You complaining?

No. I'm always happy to see my
big brother and always grateful

for an extra pair of hands,

but you closed up last night.

Did you get any sleep?

You know what they say.

No rest for the wicked.

Why don't I make us some breakfast?

No, no. Another time.

Duty calls.

- Sorry, Loretta.
- Mm-hmm.

Missing petty officer is Elena Martinez.

Report says she's U.A.

According to her commanding
officer, she had leave to attend

her dad's 50th birthday
party last night,

didn't return to base.

Does he think she's the
type to just take off?

No. I think that's why he's concerned.

He thinks something happened to her.

Maybe things got crazy
at the party last night.

I mean, you know what
they say. 50 is the new 30.

Yeah.

This is it.

Something was definitely
out of control here.

Hey.

It's Elena's phone. She was here.

Whatever happened,

somebody heard or saw something.

Hello?

Hello?

Anybody home?

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It was an ICE raid.

Patton, what's the immigration status

of Petty Officer Martinez?

U.S. citizen. But her
father, Fernando Martinez,

is a Honduran national.

He's currently in the
country as an asylum seeker.

They were celebrating
his birthday last night.

Well, something tells me an ICE
raid wasn't what he wished for

when he blew out the candles.

What prompted the raid?

There was deportation
orders for Julio Lopez.

He lives in that building.

If there was a deportation order,

ICE would've had a valid warrant.

Yeah. They must've
picked up other people,

including Elena, in the sweep.

Warrant or no warrant,
Elena's a citizen.

- She should've been released by now.
- All right, Hannah,

you and Gregorio head over
to the ICE detention center

- and find out what the hell's going on.
- Yeah.

Patton, pull her LUDs.

I'll dig into her friends and family.

- Let me know if you find anything.
- Okay.

Hey. Any news from Chris or Sebastian?

No, not today.

But they did ask me to
track Cade's credit card.

No new activity. I'll
pounce if there is.

So, the kid, he's...
he was selling drugs?

Yeah, Will, that's the girlfriend's son.

He got close to Cade.

But before Cade went missing,

he asked Cade to help him get out of it.

Any leads come from that?

Will couldn't give us anything

other than a nickname for a contact.

But he sat down with
an artist and came up

with a pretty good sketch.

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This guy, Shorty, he's the only person

that Will had any
face-to-face contact with?

Uh, that's what he said.

He'd meet Shorty here, and
get a burner phone from him.

And then, after that,

- no direct contact with anyone?
- None.

All instructions about pickup
and delivery of the drugs

was done by text on the burner phone.

Shorty would pay him in cash

after the drop-off was done.

That's a smart way to do business

if your goal is to shield your network.

You know, Will is not a bad kid.

I can see why Cade liked him.

He was only trying to help his mama.

Yeah, well, sounds like things
were pretty tough for them

even before Cade came along.

Yeah, but when Will got in

over his head, he
confided in my brother.

Cade was just trying
to make things right.

Why didn't he just call
me when he needed help?

Maybe he didn't think that
he needed help. You know?

Maybe he thought he could
just handle it himself.

I should've stayed in touch more,

even if he was doing good.

Especially if he was doing good.

I mean, if I had been,

I'd know what was going on around here.

You know this isn't your fault, right?

Oh, Patton got a hit
on Cade's credit card.

It was used earlier today.
He's got a surveillance image.

That's not Shorty.

And it's not my brother.

We're just trying to figure
out what the delay is.

We had to verify her immigration status.

She's active military.

This detention made her considered U.A.

I'm aware of that. It
wasn't our intention.

This shouldn't be happening.

She's free to leave. She just won't.

You're not listening to me.

I have to know where they went.

I need to speak to the agent in charge.

Ma'am, the agent in
charge isn't on site.

- We're asking you to leave.
- Hey, get your hands off me.

Hey. NCIS.

Petty Officer Elena Martinez,

your commanding officer sent

proof of citizenship.
What's going on here?

Something bad is happening
at that other place.

What other place?

She's talking about Duvall.

It's a private detention center.

ICE can't handle the
volume of detainees, so...

So private facilities like
Duvall handle the overflow?

Exactly. Ms. Martinez
was sent there yesterday,

- before we knew her status.
- Petty Officer Martinez,

what's happening at Duvall?

They're taking women away.

Young women. They're taking them

in the middle of the night,

and the other detainees say
nobody ever sees them again.

How do you know this?

Because they tried to do it to me.

Anybody else from the party
end up at Duvall with you?

None of the women.

They split us up and sent
us to different places,

but I heard some of my dad's
male friends were there.

I didn't see them, though.

You heard?

There's a grapevine in those places.

- What does that mean?
- People talk,

they share information.

We're crammed in there like sardines,

and nobody cares what
we say to each other

as long as we don't cause any trouble.

Somebody over there must know something.

Yeah.

I've heard most of the
guards only speak English.

The detainees are constantly
being moved around.

They talk to one another,
and usually, if you ask,

there's word of people no matter

where they get sent.

But when women disappear
from Duvall, they're gone.

Nobody hears about them again.

If we're looking at human trafficking,

primary jurisdiction is with the FBI.

The FBI was investigating Duvall
for suspected human trafficking.

What happened?

I don't know. I can't
access the whole file.

These women, they're mothers

and daughters and sisters and wives

and I know some of them
might be here illegally,

but they shouldn't just disappear.

Elena was knocked out. She
was basically kidnapped.

- True.
- Well, at the very least,

we should go in there

and see what went wrong.

Right?

And anything related
to her disappearance

technically falls
within our jurisdiction,

so if we happen to stumble upon

some human trafficking
ring along the way...

Okay.

Take Martinez back to Duvall.

Ask some questions,

see where you get. Meantime,

we'll follow up on the FBI case.

I'm not sure I understand
what it is you want,

- Agent Gregorio.
- Well, Petty Officer Martinez reports

that two guards at this facility
were inappropriate with her.

- Um...
- We'd like to talk to those guards.

- Okay, which guards?
- She doesn't know their names,

but if she sees them,
she'll recognize them.

Oh, so you want me to let her look

at the guards and see if
she recognizes anyone?

Yes, please.

Look, I want to assist
you in any way I can...

Good.

...but, unfortunately,
that's not something

I can do without a warrant.

I have to protect the civil
rights of my employees.

What about the human
rights of your detainees?

You protecting those, too?

Unfortunately, my hands are tied.

Thank you so much, Mr. Bell.
You've been very helpful.

I'll be in touch.

How can you just give up like that?

I didn't just give up. I
strategically backed off.

Trust me, nobody uses the
"you need a warrant" excuse

unless they're hiding something.

You know, my parents were refugees.

I didn't know that.

Yeah, my father was a
university professor in Iran.

He and my mother fled
during the revolution.

They were constitutionalists

and they believed in the
separation of church and state,

so that made them targets
for the new regime.

- They were granted asylum?
- Yeah.

They were welcomed here with open arms.

They became citizens. My father
continued his teaching career.

They built a life here.
They raised a family.

That was a different time.

I can't imagine what my
life would've been like

if their asylum claims had been denied.

Here we go.

I've been granted access to the
FBI investigation into Duvall.

What was the outcome?

There wasn't one.

Case was closed without explanation

a little over a year ago.

Well, that isn't much help.

No, but this might be.

Agent in charge of the case...

Raymond Isler.

You're a very difficult
man to track down.

And yet, here you are.

What the hell are you doing out here?

Gone fishing.

Yeah, I can see that.

Anything biting?

Oh, man, I seem to have
better luck at, uh,

hooking these old boots than I do fish.

Well, you may need to change your bait.

Nothing seems to work.
You'd think I'd give up.

How long you been out here, Raymond?

Since we left South Ossetia.

I got shot twice, Dwayne.

Not as young as I used to be.

Well, that's something I can relate to.

Yeah. I've been down this road before.

I didn't want to risk
backsliding into addiction.

You didn't use painkillers?

Mm-mmm.

Not this time.

Raymond, you didn't have to do that.

I think I did.

Six months is a long time

to be out here fishing for old boots.

Thanks for coming back.

- You're worried about Dwayne?
- Yeah.

I don't know, maybe I shouldn't be.

I mean, he's same old Dwayne,

- solid as a rock.
- But...

But he's burning the
candle at both ends.

Like this morning, he was down
here first thing, you saw him.

Mm, he seemed fine.

I know, but he closed up last night.

He wouldn't have finished
till 3:30, 4:00 a.m.

That's late.

Yeah. I don't know when he sleeps.

Thank you.

Even when he's not down here in the bar,

I hear him rattling around upstairs

like a-a marble in a shoebox. Thank you.

Dwayne's been through a lot.

That's why I wanted your
opinion, as a doctor.

Look, different people

deal with trauma in very different ways.

There's no right or wrong to it.

And Dwayne's a very strong man.

He tends to keep his own counsel.

And that's okay?

Well, I should tell you

that I've been concerned
about him myself.

He reached out to me a while back.

I gave him the name
of someone to contact

to help him with his trauma.

Well, how'd that go?

I don't know. He hasn't
said a word about it,

which is fine, he doesn't
have to confide in me,

but if he's not talking to someone,

that's a problem.

Something tells me

you didn't come down to hear my thoughts

on my own mortality.

I wanted to talk to you
about an investigation

that you launched down here last year.

Go ahead.

Human trafficking out of
the Duvall Detention Center.

Case went cold.

What happened?

Well, we had credible allegations

that about two dozen female
detainees disappeared

without a trace from this facility

over about a six-month period.

- That's a big volume.
- Yeah.

They have everything they
need right at their fingertips:

steady stream of victims
coming through their facility,

plausible deniability when
they turn up missing.

So how'd it go south?

Well, somehow they got
wind of our investigation,

they put walls up.

Suddenly, paperwork went missing,

women were classified
as released or escaped.

We couldn't prove anything.

I didn't have any witnesses or victims.

Just went cold.

I take it they're back at it?

Looks that way.

See, the thing is,

FBI has the primary jurisdiction.

What's your status?

I'm still an agent,

but on a leave of absence.

I was hoping that you could

reopen your investigation, loop us in.

Yeah.

I could do that.

You sure?

It's unfinished business.

Sure, I know him. That's Zeke Dalton.

We dry him up in the drunk tank

every few months or so
when he gets rowdy.

Yeah, well, the credit card
that he's using in this photo

belongs to a missing person.

Zeke's your garden
variety homeless drunk.

- He's not the violent type.
- Well, that's good to know,

but we'd like to ask him some questions.

Yeah. Do you know where
we could find him?

Like I said, Zeke's homeless,

but he's a creature of habit,

so you'll find him in one
of his regular haunts.

- You care to show us?
- Happy to help.

Isler, hello!

Ooh, are we... are we hugging now?

Hi. Well, it's this
town. It gets to you.

And all this time you've been
right in my own backyard.

- What's the big idea?
- I'll make it up to you.

Already has. Straight from the FBI.

- What're we looking at?
- We have access to records

for certain Duvall employees.

He got us a Title III
warrant and wire taps.

- Wow.
- Not bad for a guy who's gone fishing.

I may be out of the loop,

but I still have a few
friends in high places.

Hey, this guy, Samuel
Barnes, is our target.

Employment records show that
he drives a van for Duvall,

but his financials stand out,
some big deposits popped.

You got one shot at this.

You lose this guy, they'll
shut down their operation.

Got your bank records, Sam.

How you managing to do what you do?

What do you mean?

New car,

new boat.

Nice ones, too.

Nobody makes that kind of money

driving a van. What's your secret?

Nothing.

I mean, my wife, she-she
came into an inheritance,

and I guess I had a good
run on the tables, you know?

Seriously? How fast do you think
that story's gonna unravel?

I don't know what you're talking about.

- Sure you do.
- Thing is,

you could totally make
"new car, new boat" money

if you were driving a van
for human traffickers.

You got nothing on me.

You could make this really easy, Sam.

All you got to do is talk to us.

This whole operation's
about to be shut down.

You don't start talking, you're gonna be

hung out to dry by
the people at the top.

Yeah, those big guys are
not gonna look out for you.

If that were true, you
would've arrested me.

Is that what's happening here?

Am I being arrested,
or am I free to leave?

We're not sure yet.

Well, if you are arresting
me, then I want a lawyer.

I got nothing else to say.

- Now, we're not done here.
- Yeah, we are.

We're not cutting this scumbag loose.

- He invoked his right to counsel.
- I'm not done here.

Stand down.

You're free to go.

Go.

I'll call you back.

Think we hooked him?

Wire taps set up,

and we are live.

- So this is Barnes.
- Just starting to dial.

Hey, honey.

What's wrong? Why are you calling me

- in the middle of the day?
- His wife.

Listen, I need you to
withdraw that $2,000 we have.

Get cash. And y-you call
my cousin, Larry, you know,

the lawyer, I need to
get in touch with him.

What the hell, Sam? What's going on?

Nothing. I'm just asking
you to do some things.

I've got to go.

Okay, standard first call.

He's on the hook and things
are starting to unravel.

His wife's a good start, but a dead end.

Okay, he's dialing again.

Mark Keeling.

He's a guard at Duvall.

Guy's got priors in Louisiana.

Mark.

They told me I'm being watched.

Like I'm doing something
wrong or something,

because of how I'm spending my money.

They got your financial records?

Yeah, I-I guess. I don't know.

T-They must have.

But I-I didn't admit nothing.

That's not entirely true.

You better not have.

So you think I'm in trouble?

I think I don't want
you driving right now.

Not for a while.

Sounds like Keeling's his boss.

Exactly. Now we need to
follow Keeling's calls

and figure out who his boss is.

And keep working our
way up the food chain.

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That's him.

Federal agents!

We got a rabbit!

Seriously?

Where do you think you're going?

We know you stole the card.

- I didn't.
- You want me to throw the book at you?

Because right now, you are
looking at theft, fraud,

drunk and disorderly
and resisting arrest.

I didn't...

This is no joke, Zeke.

Hey. Hey, it's okay.

Come on. Here.

I didn't steal it.

- I know how it looks, but I didn't.
- All right.

You've had some rough times.

I understand. I know how it happens.

My brother, Cade, the
one we're looking for,

he was homeless for a while.

Yeah? But he-he's not anymore?

No, he isn't.

He's doing real good.

He takes medication to
stay on an even keel.

That's good.

So where'd you get the card, Zeke?

Did my brother give it to you?

'Cause sometimes he forgets
to take his medication,

and he gets all manic,

he just gives everything away.

You got it from him, didn't you?

I told you, I found it.

Out in the woods near this spot
where I make camp sometimes.

You just, you found a credit
card out in the woods?

It was, it was in a wallet,

along with a few bucks.

I took the cash,

figured I could use the card
before it got shut off.

Used it to buy some beer.

What'd you do with the wallet?

Nothing else in it I
could use, so I left it.

Show me.

According to the Title III warrant,

Duvall was approved for
its first ICE contract

only about two years ago.

Business is booming for all
these private facilities.

It's a growth market.

It's so hard to think about
this as a for-profit industry.

It's big business.

ICE can only do so much with
the resources they have.

I'm sorry to interrupt.

I just want to thank you.

I'm being called back to base
this afternoon, and just...

- Thank you.
- Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm good.

What about your dad? Wasn't
he swept up with you?

- Yeah.
- Is he okay?

I was able to figure out
where he's being detained.

They're holding him out in Pine Prairie

and I'm working on getting him a lawyer.

Were you able to see him?

No visitors.

My dad's been a target
for ICE my whole life.

He fled Honduras, he
left everything behind.

His home, his family.

Why'd he leave?

He was a journalist. He wrote articles

critical of the corruption
of the government.

- When was this?
- Early '90s.

The first time he came, his
asylum claim was denied.

He didn't leave right away.

And then, your dad...
eventually, he was deported?

Yeah.

When I was seven, they sent him back.

He was tortured.

But he lived and eventually,

he made it his way back
to the United States

and he's applying for asylum again.

He must be proud of you.

He is. He missed a lot,
but he loves saying

his daughter's in the
United States Navy.

He loves this country.

His asylum claim sounds strong.

It's a long shot.

They all are these days.

ICE is changing the rules all the time.

And now they're threatening
to send back asylum seekers

while their hearings are still pending.

I don't know where he'd go.

He can't go back.

I admire you, Raymond.

What you've done, your recovery.

Thank you.

Couldn't have been easy.

Facing this pain,

it's the hardest thing
I've ever done in my life.

And you did it all on your own.

I didn't do anything on my own.

I leaned on my sponsor and my family.

My friends.

It took a village,

and even then, I barely
made it, you know?

Nah...

This thing was far too
big for me to face alone.

Recognizing that fact
was half the battle.

Bingo!

- What've you got?
- I think we hit the top

of the food chain with this call here.

Rick Vargas in Miami.

We knew the top of the
network wasn't local,

but they were able to shut
down the whole operation

before we could track them.

If Vargas is running this
operation out of Miami,

he's got to have a lieutenant
with boots on the ground here.

He does. Guy named Darrel Wilson.

He's a Miami native,
but he splits his time

between New Orleans and Miami.

He the one who called Vargas.

Where's Wilson now?

He's in New Orleans,
but he's on the move.

Vargas' most valuable assets

are the women he wants to traffic.

He needs to get them out of New Orleans.

We need to get to them before he does.

You can track Wilson's phone, real time?

Hell yes, I can.

Following subject vehicle
westbound on St. Claude Avenue.

Darrel's just turned right.

Massage parlor. The
women must be inside.

But if he's gonna move them,

he's gonna need a bigger vehicle.

This better not be a wild goose chase.

Bingo. He's got a van.

He's definitely gonna move them.

Not today, he's not.

That's a lot of firepower.

You want to sit this one out?

No. I'm good.

Hannah, Gregorio,

you take the back.

Isler and I have the front.

Gear up.

Let's move.

Federal agents!

Nobody move!

Put your weapons on the ground.

Slow.

Nice and slow.

Do it now!

Federal agents. Stop.

Go.

Where are the women? Hey.

Where are the women?

That way.

I got him. Go.

- Where's Hannah?
- Down.

I owe ya.

This way.

Cover me.

It's okay.

It's okay. Está bien.

Not bad for a day's work.

Couldn't have done it without you.

Yeah. Well, we cracked the Miami ring.

Yeah, well, Miami's
only half the problem.

They were working fist
in glove with Duvall.

An operation this size, Duvall
doesn't have a few bad apples.

That place is rotten to the core.

We need someone here to flip on the guys

running things from the Duvall end.

Pride and Hannah are
working on it as we speak.

I got nothing to say to you.

Well, that's okay.

We just want you to listen.

You run the massage parlor.

You have for the past 15 years.

You are a low-rent madam.

Congratulations, Captain Obvious.

You've been busted a
few times for pandering.

And you got me again. Big deal.

I'll be out in six months.

That what you think?

She has no idea.

Poor thing.

What?

You're not going down for pandering.

You're going down for human trafficking.

You may only have provided
a spot to hold these women

on their way out of state, but
the way that conspiracy works,

you are gonna go down for all of it.

We've already connected
you to Darrel Wilson.

- What are you talking about?
- The cash.

He paid you. We'll testify to that.

And see, it connects
you to the conspiracy.

In for a penny, in for a pound.

What do you want to know?

They're in there destroying evidence.

Pride wants this by the book.

Okay? He wants a warrant.

All we need is one judge to sign off.

It's valid once it's signed.

Yeah, well, they better hurry up.

Yeah, still here.

Yep. I-It's all in the affidavit I sent.

Is the judge looking at it?

Hey, it's me. I need you to
pull Judge Halper off the bench,

and you know I wouldn't
ask if it wasn't important.

No, it's okay, I'll wait. I'll wait.

Admit it, you miss this.

Oh! Yes.

Thank you, thank you. Hey, we're in.

We're good to go.

We got a warrant.

Federal agents!

- We have a warrant!
- You are all under arrest.

Step away from the shredders now!

Put your hands up!

Put your hands up, step
away from the computer.

You?

Told you I'd be in touch.

This is all just a big misunderstanding.

You might want to remain
silent for this part.

- I want to talk to an attorney.
- Or not.

Look whose hands are tied now, Trevor.

Get him out of my sight.

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Zeke, you sure this is the right place?

Hang on. I think I found it.

Told you I left it out here.

It is Cade's. It's his wallet.

I'm sorry.

What else happened out here?

I mean, you must've seen something.

I-I didn't.

Look, this is my brother Cade.

The one I was telling you about.

Who was with him that night?

Huh? What happened out here?

Zeke, speak up, man. What do you know?

- Come on, talk to me.
- Hey, hey, hey.

Was you in on it?

- Huh?
- Hey, Chris. Chris, Chris.

He's told us everything he knows.

Damn it!

We should've stuck with Will's lead.

Shorty's gonna help us find
Cade. Come on, Sebastian.

Let's go back to the basketball court.

Yeah, we-we're gonna find Shorty
and we're gonna talk to him,

but right now, Chris,

we got to stay out here
a little longer, yeah?

Call in the dogs.

Come on, let's go. Move it.

There.

These detainees. Where
will they go from here?

They'll be split up between
three different facilities.

Private ones?

Overcrowded?

They have to be detained.

This is the best I can do.

It's just not good enough.

Thanks, guys.

What do you got, Sebastian?

W-What do you mean?

Chris can't ID the body?

Burned beyond recognition.

How's he holding up?

Just call me as soon as you get back.

- I don't know how to thank you guys.
- Us?

You were the dog with a bone.

Your bravery saved all those women

from being trafficked.

Well, it wouldn't have mattered
if you hadn't listened.

Hmm. That's true.

I hope you can stand
some more good news,

because we contacted the ACLU,

and they're gonna take your dad's case.

- What?
- And, no promises,

but the attorney thinks

that with your dad's strong
ties to the community,

he's gonna be able to stay in the U.S.

while he waits for his asylum hearing.

Oh, my God. Thank you.

Of course.

Thank you so much.

So,

got to admit, good being
back in the field, huh?

- It felt familiar.
- Oh, stop.

- You loved it.
- I liked it.

All right. I'll take "like".

Did you like it enough to get
back with the FBI or what?

Eh, I'm done with D.C.

Fair enough.

But I'm not going anywhere
for the time being.

- Oh?
- At least not till I catch a fish.

Huh.

This city really got
under your skin, huh?

Guess so.

So, Loretta gettin'
Cade's dental records?

How soon?

All right, I-I'm... I'm
heading over right now.

Hey, you got a minute?

Uh, no, no. Not really.

Come on, it won't take long.

Look, Jimmy, I-I think I
know what this is about.

You've been worried about me.

It's that obvious?

Yeah. Well, but I appreciate

your concern, I do, but I'm fine.

I know you are. You always are.

I just want you to know

if you're ever not fine, you talk to me.

Thanks.

And... I will.

All right. Now go.

I see you got someplace you need to be.

Hey.

Hey.

You want to take a walk?

Loretta'll

text me the minute they know anything.

When I was a kid,

my dad had this riding lawn mower.

Cade and I,

we weren't allowed anywhere around it.

I was probably about seven years old.

Cade was around nine.

One day, I got my hands on the keys.

Cade, he knew what I was up to.

He tried to stop me, but somehow,

I convinced him to come with me.

We were riding around and around,

having ourselves a good old time.

Till I hit this rock.

Flipped the whole thing over.

Busted the front tire, broke
the lawn mower blades.

Daddy found out. He said, "Boys...

whose idea was this?"

Before I could say anything...

Cade stepped up, said it was his.

Nine years old,

he took the blame for me.

Took the whupping, too.

I didn't know what to say.

He was walking by, and I
asked him, I said, "Why?

Why'd you do that?"

He said, "I'm your brother.

That's what big brothers do".

I was just thinking a lot about then.

Before... everything.

Cade was a good brother.

You are, too.

I'm so sorry, Christopher.

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