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No, no! No!

No, no, please!

Oh, please. No, no, no!

Incoming call from Mandy.

Hello?

Hey, yeah, you called?

Hey.

Hi.

Hey, so, uh, Aaron said that you're picking him up

from the game, so I figured I'd drop him off

if that works.

I'll be coming from a meeting,

so, you know, it'd be nice if you could make it there too,

show a little support.

Look, it's my last day on the job.

The whole point of this early retirement

is so that I could spend more time with him and you.

Just... just let me finish this...

Can you remind Aaron about his socks?

His socks? Yeah, sure.

Great.

- Hey, morning, champ. - You're up early.

Yeah. Coach wants us ready for the big game today.

Yeah, well, I'm gonna do everything I can to be there.

Sounds familiar.

- Hey. Hey, hey, hey, hey. - I'm doing everything...

Let me make you some breakfast.

Never before practice.

Well, I didn't realize you guys practiced on game night.

Yeah, there's a lot that you don't realize, Dad.

Well, that's all going to change now, okay?

Is he starting you today?

- Yeah. - Yeah? Thatta boy.

Thatta boy.

Why are you being weird?

I'm... I'm just excited, that's all.

Look, I know that it's been tough since Mom moved out,

splitting time between...

Can we not do this now? Please?

Yeah. Yeah, whenever you're ready.

I'll shower up and I'll take you to school.

- I'm 16, Dad. - I can get myself to school.

Hey...

Your mom mentioned something about socks.

You know what she meant?

Yeah.

Okay. Maybe drop the attitude.

Bye, Dad.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.

Morning, Keyes.

Morning.

Just hanging out by yourself down here?

- Yeah. - Yeah?

Wanted you to have your coffee.

Oh, that's very sweet of you.

Wouldn't happen to be a surprise party in there,

would there?

Just act surprised.

I'll try my best.

Surprise!

Thank you all.

Thank you. Thank you.

Well, maybe this will fix things at home.

And if not, I know a pretty good divorce attorney.

You know what,

you always say the sweetest things, Deacon.

It's just my natural disposition, you know.

This one.

It's been fun, Sloan.

All right, so first off, everyone,

I want to thank this man for 20 years plus of service

to this department.

Let's give it up for him.

Woo!

Thank you. Thank you.

And on behalf of the city,

we'd like to give you this fine-looking pen.

Caitlin, would you get in here, please?

Just one quick photo op, if you don't mind,

Detective Shaw. Right here.

- One, two, three. - Perfect.

There you go.

You shouldn't have. Thank you.

Yeah, well... uh, also,

I couldn't help overhearing you

talking to Deacon and him giving you advice.

So first off, let me tell you,

as a man who's been married almost 20 years,

- you tell her you love her... - Hm.

You buy her gifts, you give her flowers,

and the number one thing you don't do is listen to Deacon.

Don't worry, Mayor, I won't... I won't.

- Thank you for the pen. - All right. All right.

Congratulations.

Mayor Richards, you mind if I have a moment alone with Shaw?

He's all yours, Captain.

Thank you all.

Now get back to work, would you?

Yeah.

- Nice pants. - Thank you.

I never thought I'd see the day.

You're not gonna get all soft on me now, are you, Haas?

Give me a speech?

All jokes aside, you were one of the best...

besides me.

I appreciate that.

So what are your plans now?

What does the future hold for the big detective?

I don't know, Captain.

I just, you know,

I want to spend as much time with my kid as I can

before he heads off to college.

So I was hoping to finish the paperwork up

on the Carter case

so I could head over to his game.

It's been a while.

Go home, and I have Deacon finish the work for you.

I heard that.

Are you sure? I just got here.

That's an order.

Go to Aaron's game before something stupid happens.

I take your badge at the end of the day.

You can come back then.

Okay. Thank you.

It's been a pleasure, Haas.

Unless your cat is on a murdering rampage,

we only deal with humans here.

Good luck.

You can file this under people who love their pets too much.

Yes, Detective.

After you.

Hi. I'd like to report a murder.

Show me your hands.

Take your right hand out of your pocket.

You gotta be more convincing than that.

Right hand out of your pocket, now!

See, that's better.

Drop the knife. Drop it.

Turn around and face away from me.

Do it.

Now we're getting somewhere.

- Get down on your knees. - Put your hands on your head.

Boo!

Stop resisting.

Now, now. See, this is the response we expect

out of our police force.

- All right, kid. - Let's start from the top.

I'm only talking to Detective Shaw.

Detective Shaw isn't here.

Well, then you better get him here.

- Yeah? - It's me.

- Yeah, I know. - Couldn't wait an hour, huh?

We've got a kid here.

There's blood. He's asking for you.

Won't say a word to anyone else.

Hi, Detective.

Is that him?

Yep.

You got a name, age?

Nothin'.

- All right. Give me... - give me ten minutes.

As far as I can tell, he'll wait.

Well, that was a quick retirement.

Yeah. Where is he?

Down the viewing room. Come on.

Oh, this better be good, Haas.

I'm gonna follow up with these labs,

find out whose blood that is.

Anything?

Nothing.

Do you recognize him?

No. Fingerprints?

Tried. Get this, kid's fingertips, all burned.

Couldn't get a clean print.

All right.

So I hear you wanted to talk to me?

Yes, I very much do, Detective Shaw.

I have so much pertinent information for you

to write down on your notepad.

- Okay, yeah. - Yeah, we'll get to that.

Um, let's start with the basics.

Can I get your name, please?

You already know my name.

Uh, no, I don't.

Yes, you do.

- No, I don't. - Anyway, it doesn't matter.

Uh, your age...

Look, if you're a minor,

you need to be accompanied by an adult.

You don't have to worry about that.

What do I have to worry about?

Everything that I'm trying to tell you.

Well, there is a murder, right?

Oh yeah, but the blood's on your hands.

The blood's on my hands.

Mm-hmm. Well, you and your ilk.

My ilk?

They know.

Okay. What do they know?

Oh, I'm sorry. Am I... am I getting ahead of you?

Don't patronize me.

You know what, let's talk about the murder. Okay?

Not the murder. Them.

Them, the... the people of my ilk.

- Yes. - Right.

Exactly.

Because of who you are, people listen to you, right?

You would say that? People listen to you,

but because of who I am, no one listens to me.

- I'm listening. - Yeah, now you're listening.

Are we that different?

Would you say that my word is worth less somehow?

Are we that dissimilar?

Probably.

Hmm.

I don't know you, and you don't know me, so...

- Well, no, no. - I know enough about you.

I know that you're not perfect,

and we are humans, so we make mistakes.

And sometimes those mistakes come back to haunt us.

I guess.

Today you are going to be haunted.

Shaw, you got a minute?

Yeah.

- Right on time. - See you soon.

All right, Deacon. Look, if you're gonna come in there...

We got the results of the blood on the kid.

Three vics, human.

One A positive, one A negative, and one B positive.

We got a serial killer.

No, we may have a serial killer.

Let me at this kid. I'll get him to talk.

All right, the kid has to talk to me.

Let me see where I get with him.

Now, if you want to sit in there and observe silently, fine.

Otherwise, I do the talking, you understand?

Well, looks like we have some new information...

I see you brought Deputy Cocksucker?

- Excuse me, asshole? - Let it go, Detective.

- Just let it go. - Who did you kill?

I want names now! No, right now!

Hey! Hey!

Get in here! Put him in here!

Get back!

- Call the medic! Now! - Get out! Medic!

Brother, don't you die on me.

Partners for life, remember?

- Cap? - Go on.

Go with your brother.

What the hell happened here?

Trying to find out, sir.

Trying? Trying's not good enough, Detective.

How does this happen in our precinct, Captain?

I understand your frustration, but there's procedure.

I don't give a damn about your procedure.

He just stabbed a cop.

Why don't you calm down?

- Why don't you calm down? - I got to get ahead of this.

Is it me, or does he seem too calm?

The precinct is now an active crime scene.

Press is gathering,

I need to call Deacon's wife.

How the hell do you explain this?

I don't know.

Where's that son of a bitch?

Move out of the way! Move out of the way, assholes!

- Hey, hey, hey, hey. - What's going on?

I'll tell you exactly what's going on.

That piece of shit killed my brother.

What?

These jackasses are trying to protect him.

Wait, wait, he killed him?

Deacon's dead.

Oh shit.

Just give me five minutes, Shaw.

Come on, just five minutes. Come on!

Sloan, you know that I can't let you do that.

You going to stop me?

I... I get it. I get it,

and I'm sorry to hear about your brother,

but this is too personal for you now.

You need to calm down and let me do my job.

This kid just graduated from suspect to cop killer.

It ends now, Shaw.

Guys, hold him back, please.

You're gonna protect a cop killer?

Really? Don't touch... don't touch me!

Whose side are you on, Shaw?

The right side.

This isn't over!

Come on. Let's go.

Oh, Shaw. Thank God.

I have worked up a very big appetite.

I'm starving.

That man had a family.

And now he's dead.

So we have everything we need to put you away.

I gave you everything you need to put me away.

I gave it to you.

You know what I don't have, though,

and I really need, is some chips.

I saw that we passed a vending machine on the way in,

and I didn't get a chance to eat breakfast this morning.

You want some chips?

I'm really hungry.

Tell me about the murder.

Which one?

There's more than one?

Oh... Come on, you already knew that.

It's not that easy.

There are steps.

Shit.

Answer it.

Shut up.

Yeah.

Do you have Aaron?

What? No. Isn't he in school?

He's not at school.

He's not at school.

They called me to say he never showed up.

Well, I... I'm sure he's fine.

I'll... I'll find him and I'll give you a call back.

- Wait, Matt, hold on. - Wait...

Trouble with the family?

I can help you. Call him.

Hi, you've reached

the personal voicemail box of Aaron Shaw.

He's not able to come to the phone right now.

He's in a bit of a pickle,

so hopefully he'll call you back within 10 hours.

What did you do with my son?

I buried him... alive.

Bullshit.

I can show you.

I don't have my phone, so I'd need yours.

Yeah.

What... what... what's the timer for?

I'm glad that you asked.

The timer is telling you

that he has less than nine hours of oxygen left

before he loses consciousness,

and then, well... he'll die, so...

Where is he?

You kill me, you kill him.

What do you want?

What do you want?!

What do I want?

I want you to do your job before you retire!

There are three murders that I need you to solve,

and then I'll tell you where your son is.

I would start by finding his phone.

That'll lead you to the first case.

And don't bring your stupid friends into this.

This is between you and me.

Now go. Go. Tick-tock, tick-tock.

What did he say to you, Shaw?

Give me... just give me a few minutes.

Just give me a minute with the guy.

Come on, stop.

- What are you gonna do, Sloan? - You gonna beat him up?

With cameras and witnesses everywhere?

You're going to throw your whole goddamn career

down the toilet. Go home.

Go home! Don't let him in there.

Stop it!

Hey, you okay?

Uh, I'm gonna need your help, okay?

Anything. What do you need?

I... I can't tell you right now.

I just need to know that you're with me, okay?

Always.

Keep your phone on

and don't tell anybody that I left.

All right, settle down, please.

Firstly, I want to send my deepest condolences

to the entire Deacon family,

and I want them to know that we will not stop

until this killer is brought to justice.

And when I ran for mayor,

I made a pledge to you good people

that I would not only keep my family safe,

but yours too.

And that includes the brave men and women in blue

who serve us every single day.

Now, we lost one of our own here.

This one's personal.

One at a time, one at a time. Go ahead.

What do you have to say about the recent allegations?

These are not allegations, all right?

We caught a kid red-handed in the station with a knife.

We're going to prosecute,

and I'm going to put this guy away for life.

Oh, shit.

Hey.

Did you find him?

I can't really get into it right now, but yes,

I'm... I'm gonna find him.

You're freaking me out, Matt.

Where's my son?

Look, we have a kid in holding and... and... and he took him.

- He took Aaron? - What do you... what do you mean?

I will give you an update as soon as I have one, okay?

I promise you, I'm gonna tell you...

You find my son, Matt.

I will find him. I promise.

Police!

Police! Coming in!

Police!

Is a virtue.

What are you doing here?

Sycamore.

Yeah.

The kid has Aaron somewhere.

Shit. I'm so sorry, Matt.

- Let me bring this to Haas. - He can help.

No, not yet.

I told Mandy, but no one else can know.

I need a favor.

Are those for me?

They're from Detective Shaw.

He filled me in.

I'm guessing the woman you killed wasn't a good listener?

No, she was not.

The kid in the photos with the face scratched,

is that you?

Another metaphor?

Victim was Victoria Hewitt.

Was she your social worker?

She was, and she wasn't a very good one at that.

Tell me, Detective Shaw, do you like my game?

You think this is a game?

- It is a game. - And I know he's on the phone.

Hello, Detective Shaw.

You're on speaker, Shaw.

Shaw, did you find the clues?

- Where's my son? - Where is he?!

I told you, this is the first murder.

There are three in total.

You have under eight hours before your son loses oxygen.

I'm getting so tired of you

trying to bully the information out of me.

Follow the clues like a real detective would!

What is this about?

- Retribution. - These chips are fucking stale.

In 100 feet, your destination will be on the left.

Hello!

No.

Ah!

Did you find him?

- No, no. - I... I found another victim.

How bad?

It... it... it's bad.

What if I can't find him? What if...

what if I get there and it's too late?

Nope, no way.

Aaron's alive.

The kid said you had 10 hours.

Well, it's seven hours, 20 minutes now.

- Get moving. - You know where you're going?

Yeah.

Send me the information about this one.

Okay, anything new on the kid?

We got the social worker's records,

but she had 150 cases.

Captain Haas has a couple detectives

looking into it, but...

Well, it's a long shot.

Yeah. The kid in the photo...

we're talking abuse over years, right?

Yeah, Deacon...

Deacon handled all crimes against children,

so if there's anything, it's gonna be in his files.

Copy that. Matt?

What?

What does any of this have to do with you?

I have no idea.

You wanted to see me?

Keyes, give me your phone.

- My phone? - Yeah. Now.

Hey.

Matt, where is he?

Mandy, I'm doing everything I can.

You gotta trust me.

- Trust you? - Matt, my son is in danger!

Our... it's our son!

I'm not gonna stop until I find him.

Do you understand me?

Look, Mandy, I gotta...

I know you're scared, okay?

I know you're scared, but we are gonna be okay.

All right? I gotta go. Bye.

Did you get an identity on him?

Whose identity, Shaw?

I'm sorry, he made me.

Hey, he's paying back some kind of debt

and you are on his list.

You need to come in now.

What does he have on you?

Goddamn it, Captain, just...

- No, Detective. - Or it will be your badge.

My... I'm retired, remember?

Not for another five hours.

This is getting way out of hand.

You have to tell him.

- Wait, tell me what? - You need to come in right now.

You gotta let some people in, Shaw.

You can't do it all yourself.

He took my son.

What if it was your kid, Haas?

What if somebody took Nate?

You would do everything in your power to get him back.

Now, I am asking you for a little more time.

I'm not asking for much, but...

- Is that Shaw? - I want him here now.

Haas, you owe me this.

All right, keep going, but I'm putting you on a tight leash.

- Keep going? - Did you just hear what I said?

Bring him in now, or it's your badge too, Captain.

Haas.

Do what you gotta do, then get your ass back here.

Understood.

I'll call you back.

Seventeen sixty-three Stockton Ave.

Ah.Daniella Whitby, 35.

Find out everything you can.

Got it.

Well, look who it is. Miss me?

No!

No, no, no, please!

Jesus Christ.

Gotcha.

This is Haas.

Hey. I 'm headed over to Woodington High right now.

Have a unit meet me there.

Who are we going after?

I just sent you a photo.

Try to find out who she is.

Shaw, tell me this one is alive.

I think we finally found somebody

who's not on the hit list.

How you doing, Officer Biss?

Thanks.

Do you know who this is?

This is Jackson Adams.

He was in my Spanish class.

He... he died recently.

How?

He killed himself.

He was a great kid.

I... I really enjoyed having him in my class.

And... and what about the other boy?

AJ Adams, his brother.

He's about five years older.

They were tight, like real brothers.

AJ was always very protective of Jackson.

- And why did... - why did Jackson killed himself?

I don't know.

Maybe because he couldn't take the abuse anymore.

Jackson came in with a broken collarbone

a month after he got the cast off his arm.

I reported Daniella, his foster mom,

several times to the police.

They said they were handling it.

Do you remember any names?

- A detective. - I have his card somewhere.

Okay, and... and... and tell me more about AJ.

Like I said, he... he was a lot older than Jackson.

He was a very smart kid.

I... I remember thinking

he was one of the smartest I ever taught.

Jackson had it bad, but AJ... he had it way worse.

He just never said anything about it.

He was the reason why I knew to look for signs in Jackson.

Not that I had to look any harder.

These kids, they were beaten pretty badly.

Did you... did you report any of this?

- Of course I did. - You think I didn't?

No, no, no. I... I believe you,

but I'm just wondering,

was there anything wrong with AJ?

He was quiet, kept to himself, except when it came to Jackson.

That's the only thing that ever got him worked up.

Do you think it's possible that AJ

could be capable of murder?

Well, with the psychological trauma

on top of the physical abuse...

That's a perfect storm.

Yeah. Here, I found it.

Um... Detective Deacon.

Oh my God.

Thank you.

What do you need?

Nothing. Thank you.

- We're going to find Aaron. - I promise.

Shaw! Sit down now.

You called in SWAT?

Have you seen what's going on out there?

- I want this kid moved. - I want him moved right now.

- We're ready to move him. - No, you can't.

- We sure as shit can. - I don't take orders from you.

I'm not done with him yet.

He's ain't safe here, Shaw.

I said I want the kid moved.

He kidnapped my son!

What?

Yes. I've been running around all morning.

Three murders, all staged, and I still don't know why.

Or... or where my son is.

I... I need more time.

You got 20 minutes.

Thank you.

Thanks, Haas.

Twenty minutes, Shaw. He said 20 minutes.

- All right. - Hurry. Twenty minutes.

Let's go, everyone. Back to work.

I'm right behind you.

Kill the cameras.

You have my attention.

Did you go to the school?

I did.

And how is Maria?

She always had a soft spot for me.

Not that soft.

She always said there was something wrong with you.

- Ow, my heart! - Is that supposed to hurt?

Not as much as Jackson's death, I suspect.

Touché.

You know, I could say the same about you, AJ.

Everyone thought you killed Deacon for no reason,

but I have a sneaky feeling that that was all planned, right?

I almost thought he wasn't gonna come at me.

Everything was planned?

Yes.

Did they really have to die that way,

you sick son of a bitch?

You tell me.

Well, Daniela was cruel.

I saw the photos. It was awful.

So I guess I can understand that one.

But the... the... the rest of them?

You don't even know the half of it, Shaw.

The other two, the social worker

and the guy that worked at the Big Brother house,

that was too much.

Was it?

Yeah, it was.

I sent countless complaints.

Countless. She ignored every one.

She's the reason Jackson's dead!

So the guy at the Big Brother house,

how long did you actually know him?

Long enough for him to know.

And it was enough for you to hang him

and cut his goddamn tongue out?

I didn't hang him. You hung him!

When you opened the door and you knocked over the 2x4.

So how does that feel, Shaw?

Seeing someone die because you neglected to pay attention?

Jackson and I weren't just neglected by our foster mother.

No, she didn't just forget to feed us once or twice.

This was institutional.

In fact, it was enforced.

They took Jackson every week.

Every... fuck.

And every time he would come back with more bruises,

just like me.

Look, I get it.

You and Jackson were screwed over by the system.

I, I totally understand that.

But my son... my son had nothing to do with any of this.

Where is Aaron? Where is he?

Aaron?

You neglected Aaron too, from what he says.

Married to his job, how cliché.

You couldn't even go to one of his ball games.

He cried like a bitch,

and he didn't even think to call out your name.

You going to do this again?

I'm not going to ask you again.

Where's my son?

I buried him. Not much time left.

- Tell me where he is. - Where is he?!

Now, we can get there before he runs out of oxygen.

We have to go together.

We?

What do you mean “we”?

You think this is over, don't you?

This isn't over.

I know you want to see him.

We're going to go together, and I'll show you.

Otherwise, he's dead.

Ready to go, Captain.

Hey, I... I need to take the kid with me.

Excuse me?

He won't tell me where he is, so he has to show me.

Well, that's not gonna happen.

- Hell no. - Goddamn it.

- He buried him alive. - Jesus.

And he's almost out of oxygen,

so I need... I need... I need to take the kid with me now.

Now!

I have an idea.

You put these on.

- I ain't wearing those. - And I have all day.

Aaron doesn't.

Don't worry, I'm not gonna lock 'em.

Hurry up.

- Time to roll out. - Let's move!

Thank you, Detective.

All right, you ready?

Absolutely.

All right, SWAT's gonna lose us

while we're transferring you.

It's not a lot of time, but it's enough.

Better be.

And he's here to make sure

you don't torture Aaron's whereabouts out of me.

Something like that.

- Is that what you want to do? - Torture me?

Don't answer that.

Which way am I going?

Turn right.

- Car 2, come in. - Car 2.

Car 2, go ahead.

Car 2, we lost visual on the lead car.

Do you have a visual?

We do.

And?

- I, uh, can't... hear you. - You're breaking up.

What are you doing?

We gotta let them get ahead of us.

- What? - Just a minute or two.

Detective, are you giving me an order?

I'm asking. Please.

Which way?

Which way?!

Left.

Why murder, AJ? Huh?

I know these people did terrible things, but... but murder?

I tried doing it your way.

Several times, in fact.

It didn't work.

Yeah, well, killing isn't usually the next step.

I have your attention now, don't I?

Not every kid who was abused turns to murder.

You don't know what they did to us.

Turn right.

Who's they, huh?

Are there more?

We weren't alone.

What aren't you telling me?

Hey, what aren't you telling me?

What did they do to you?

What did they do to you?!

They made us fight.

Whenever they got bored...

an underage fight club.

These vultures put us in a ring

till only one of us was left standing.

Finish him!

Now, if we won, we'd get certain privileges.

But if we lost...

probably in the medical room for a week.

Or worse...

dead.

Jesus. But it still doesn't excuse what you did.

And my son had nothing to do with this.

- You don't get it. - This is bigger than us.

I'm just the tip of the iceberg, Shaw.

Cops on the take,

and it goes all the way to the top.

The big donor.

What big donor?

Sloan. Sloan! Drop it! Drop it!

- Stay in the car. - This is almost over.

Drop it.

Hey!

Son of a bitch, you shot me!

- Just keep pressure on it. - You'll thank me later.

You have no idea.

This is bigger than both of us.

Officer down on the corner of Capitol and Leake.

Send a paramedic.

AJ! AJ! Where is he?

Where's my son?

There's one more mystery to solve, Shaw.

No! I am done!

I did everything you asked me to do!

Shut up! You're so close,

and he's only got minutes left of air,

so you better choose your questions carefully.

I figured out the social worker.

I figured out your mom.

Foster mother.

- The BSA guy. - The... the ex-boyfriend.

I don't get that one.

What do you mean?

I reported the fighting to him,

and then Daniella claimed that I was a kid acting up.

And because she is hot and he's a pig,

he kicked me out of the Big Brother program.

So he saw the bruises up close and did nothing.

Then you report it to the police.

You let them do their job.

I did!

- What? - To you!

I reported it to you!

What are you talking about?

They cremated him...

before I even got a chance to see him.

They said he killed himself...

but we both know that's not what happened.

What happened?

He died... in his last fight.

He was killed...

and then they covered their tracks

by burning his body and putting him in a fucking box.

They didn't even give me an urn.

They gave me a fucking shoebox!

AJ, I'm running out of time.

I did everything you asked me to do.

- Where's my kid? - Well, he deserved better.

Where's my kid?

So tell me, Shaw...

I did everything you asked me to do. Come on.

Would you be satisfied if this was Aaron's grave?

Would you be satisfied?

God damn it! Son of a bitch! No, no, no!

Why are you doing this to me?

You failed us!

How did I fail you?

Think, Shaw!

- Think about what? - Think back five years ago.

I came to you.

I told you about the foster home.

I told you about the fighting. Think.

Shaw.

Oh, hey, Deacon. What's up?

Yeah, um, what was all that?

What? Oh, that kid?

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

He said something about some bad stuff happening

over at the foster home on Collins.

Something state-sponsored,

underground fighting or something.

Let me guess, kid's name is AJ.

- Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah. AJ. - You know him?

Maybe we should go over there and check it out.

Look, we've been out there half a dozen times.

There's nothing there. There's nothing there.

But I'll look into it.

Okay. Well, are you sure you don't want my help?

Nah, I'll handle it.

Okay. One less thing I gotta do.

- Yeah, all right. - All right. See ya.

I handed it off to Deacon.

- I didn't go to Deacon. - I came to you.

He told me he handled it.

You neglected us just like everyone else.

I should have handled it myself.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

You're... you're the first person to apologize.

Look, if I... if I could change the system, I would.

I really would.

I really hope you mean that.

Before I go, I have one more clue for you.

No. No. Where's my son?

They always told us this would be the last house

on the block for us.

- What are you... - what are you doing?

Hey.

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

I think it's time I see my brother.

- AJ, no. No! No! - He's got a gun!

AJ, stop! Please. Wait!

The gun's empty! It's empty!

Put the gun down right now!

Don't shoot him! Don't shoot him!

No, no!

No, no, no, no!

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! It was empty!

- What? - Hey, hey, hey.

Don't you go dying.

Listen to me. Hey. I played your game.

I did what you told me to do. Now where is he?

Come on, where is he?

The last house on the block.

- Last house? - Last house on the block.

The Johnson house, the abandoned one.

Aaron!

Aaron! Aaron!

Aaron!

Aaron! Aaron!

- I'm so sorry, Matt. - We're too late.

- No. - He's gone.

No, he's...

Come on.

It's gotta be it. He's got to be in here.

Dig, dig!

We're coming in!

Grab that shovel.

Come on, Aaron! Aaron!

Hang on, Aaron.

There it is.

Get that paramedic in here.

Aaron? Aaron. Come on. Come on. Come on.

Get him out! Get him out!

Get him out! One, two, three!

All right.

I got you. I got you.

Come on, get him oxygen! Come on.

Come on. Come on. Come on, Aaron!

Come on, buddy! Come on.

- Dad. - Yeah, yeah.

Dad.

- You're all right, buddy. - You're going to be all right.

Okay. They're gonna take you to the hospital, all right?

I'll be right behind you, okay? I'll be right behind you, kid.

All right?

All right, I'll see you there.

Get in.

All right.

Can I use your phone?

Thanks.

Hello?

Hey, Mandy. It's me.

Oh my God, did you find him?

- Yeah. - -Yeah.

We got him back. We got him back.

All right, meet me at the hospital.

So I'm going to pick you up from school at 2:30,

and Mom will pick you up from here at four.

Dad, I'll be fine.

I know, but I'm still your dad and I still worry about you.

He can't hurt us anymore.

- I know. - Yeah.

What is this?

Chocolate muffin.

Have some. Maybe the banana...

Your coach approve of that?

Have an orange.

Hey!

All right, all right, all right.

Welcome back, Detective. Miss us?

Uh, well, yeah, except for Larry over here.

Missed the rest of you though. Good to see you though.

- Take care. - All right.

Hey, come here for a second.

Yeah.

So, um, I've had a lot of time to think about this,

and we know that Deacon was involved.

We're still doing this?

Listen, Sloan said something.

He said that this thing is bigger than either of us.

We're still doing this.

Okay, what does that mean?

AJ mentioned that the man that would make him fight,

they only knew him as the great donor,

which makes me think we just need to follow the money.

You need a driver?

Yeah. Let's go.

Oh, hey. I know you.

You've been all over the news.

What can I do for y'all?

Yeah, we're here about one of your donors.

Oh?

We need to access your donor database.

We're doing some follow-ups after a recent case.

Oh yes, that's been all over the news too,

and not in a good way.

Giving Clinton a total bum rap.

Where can we find that database?

That would be Mrs. Richards.

She handles all that for us.

The mayor's wife?

The one and only.

She and her husband do a lot of good work for Clinton

and the foster care system,

but that doesn't seem to make the news.

Anyway, her office is right over there.

He's kind of cute.

- Thank you. - Thank you.

You're welcome.

Mrs. Richards, Hi, I'm Detective...

- Detective Shaw. - Happy to see you're okay.

You're a hero. How's Aaron?

He's... he's great, thank you.

Uh, this is Detective Keyes.

Mind if we have a seat real quick?

Please.

Thank you.

What can I do for you?

You know about the, the Foster case we just worked?

We think that there may be a connection to Jackson's death.

That's AJ's brother.

Oh, I'm sorry, I don't know much

of the details besides what I've read online.

How can I help?

We're looking for a large monthly donation of,

I don't know, twenty, twenty-five thousand dollars.

Oh, well, I... I don't really know any people that do that

besides the city.

We provide most of the funds

really just to keep the homes afloat.

So it comes from the mayor's office?

Well, technically it comes from the state,

but my husband is a huge supporter of foster care

and he allocates a lot of money that way.

These children are our future, you know?

Mm. They sure are.

I think that's it. Thank you.

Anytime.

You have that look in your eyes.

I got a hunch.

What?

I don't know yet. Follow me.

- Oh, no, he's on a call. - You can't...

I am the man. That's...

- I'm sorry, sir. - They just barged in.

That's okay, Chelsea.

I... I got to call you back.

Detective Shaw, the hero.

What can I do for you?

Why didn't you tell me about the man?

- The man? - Yeah.

The man that forced foster kids

into underground fighting.

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

The man. The man who AJ and Jackson

were taken to every week and forced to fight other kids

for his own entertainment and financial gain.

I'm talking about you.

- Me? - Yeah.

Get the hell out of my office.

We talked to your wife.

She said you've been sending quite a bit of money

to the foster agency.

You talked to my wife?

Why so much money?

Because I'm trying to help these kids.

- Bullshit. - Excuse me?

I got this... this... this really sick feeling in my stomach

last time I saw you at the precinct.

Man, that's not a good feeling.

Yeah, and then I felt it again

when I saw you there the next time.

So I did a little deeper dive,

and I found out that Deacon and Sloan

were doing other work paid by City Hall.

And then there were the foster homes.

You guys would pay them to bring you kids,

cover up the abuse,

and then you'd keep sending them money.

Sound about right?

I'm gonna have your badges for this.

You know, I bet we'd get some pretty quick confirmations

if we talked to a few of these kids.

I wonder how many there have been.

You think you're so smart, the two of you, huh?

You cannot prove any of this, and you know what's funny, Shaw,

is you were almost a hero for a day, but now...

You know what's really funny

is that once you know where to look,

it's really not that hard to find.

See, there are cameras everywhere.

I could track you right to the scene.

I could track you walking into the boxing gym,

and I can track those kids walking out

with bruises or worse.

Technology, baby.

I taught those kids to be men.

I taught them discipline.

You taught them to be killers who can't live with themselves.

I want you to think about that while you rot in prison,

and then... and then we'll see what kind of a man you become.

Mayor Richard, Mayor Richard.

You're accused of being the ringleader

of an underage fight club with our foster youth.

What do you have to say?

No comment.

Mr. Mayor, over here. We got a question.

Any comment?

Wait, wait. Mr. Mayor, wait.

What do you have to say?

Mayor, any comment?

Get that out of my face.

Are we still doing this?

Doing what?

Retiring.

All right.

I'll come back, but only part-time, all right?

I gotta be a better dad,

and somebody has to uncover those cases

that Deacon neglected, so...

Must be a lot. Do you want them?

- Yeah. Yeah. - I let those kids down.

Hey, you didn't let anybody down.

You're the best cop I ever had.

You solved that case in one day.

That's some kind of a record.

A lot of other kids out there sure could use your help.

Keyes came to see me yesterday.

She said she wants these cold cases with you.

Yeah? What about the mayor?

He's still awaiting trial,

but they ain't gonna go easy on him.

Not with kids involved.

Good.

All right. You can start with this tomorrow.

Go to Aaron's game.

Really?

Yeah.

Are you sure?

Okay. Okay.

From one dad to another.

You're the man, Haas.

I am the man.

In the latest from the underground fighting

foster care abuse case

against former Mayor Stephen Richards,

the Clinton County DA appears to have found her star witness,

Detective Robert Sloan,

considered one of the dirtiest cops on the mayor's payroll.

If convicted, the former mayor

could face up to 20 years in prison.

Hey.

Hey. Matt.

You made it.

I wasn't gonna miss it.

Oh, okay, okay. It's all right, it's all right.

All right, you got it.

- Oh, my... - Oh, come on.

Did you see that? Come on, ref!

All right, all right, here we go.

All right, let's go, come on, kids, here we go!

Come on, Aaron!

Yes! All right! All right!

Oh, yes!

You didn't retire, did you?

- You know what? - I'm here. I'm here now.

I know. It's okay.

It's who you are.

It's what you do.

It's part of why I love you.

Thank you.

For what?

For Aaron.

For finding him and for saving him.

He's my son, Mandy.

- I know. - He's our son.

I know, I know, but you didn't give up.

- I'd do anything for that kid. - And you.

So I made lasagna tonight.

Do you, uh, want to join us?

Come on, don't look so shocked.

We are family.

I do miss your lasagna.

Yes, I'll be there.

Yeah.

Come on, come on.

Hello, Mayor.