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Previously, on Allegiance...

I’m gonna make it my business

to see that both your asses

are chained to a desk after what you pulled today.

It’s only a matter of time before he takes your badge,

and you think that happens if I’m in charge?

This woke agenda he’s pushing--

some brown girl gets promoted before you do?

We’re looking for one of your employees--

- Cam Lenny. - "Little Boss."

What, are you saying I’m a suspect?

We just wanna talk.

Come here. Turn around. Turn around!

You’re gonna pay for this.

Tony. Tony!

Vinnie? Jesus!

What happened?

They took my phone. Call 9-1-1.

Man. Oh, buddy.

9-1-1. What’s your emergency?

Yeah, hi. I-I-I--

I just found my friend outside my gym.

Yeah, he’s in rough shape.

I got mugged.

Tell us your location.

Uh, Eastborough Boxing Club, on King George.

Please, you gotta hurry.

They’re coming.

Yeah.

Hey, Gill, I gotta go. I’m on scene.

What’s up? What do we got?

Why’s Bolton here?

Sabrina...

I need to talk to you before you go over there.

Okay? -Why?

Vince!

Vince!

I’m okay, Sabrina. I’m okay.

What happened?

He got mugged last night.

Suspect took his car, phone, wallet-- everything.

Take him to Surrey General.

Gabinski, ride with him, get a statement,

as soon as you can.

I should go with him, too.

Yeah, no. She’s right. It’s, uh, it should be her.

No, I need you on this case.

I want all hands on deck on this one.

Everybody! Gather up! Over here!

Let’s go.

All right. This is everyone’s number-one priority--

one of our own was attacked last night in this parking lot.

I want boots on the ground, canvassing.

I want leads.

I want answers.

Now! Let’s go.

Forensics are almost done bagging the scene.

Good. We got a B.O.L.O. out on Vince’s car,

and we’ll get Gillian to pull CCTV.

-Who found him? -The gym owner--

Tony, when he was opening up this morning.

Talk to Tony. See what he knows.

Sabrina. Look.

This case hits home with all of us.

We got the entire detachment’s resources on this, okay?

We’re gonna get him the justice he deserves.

Thank you, sir.

Was there anyone else at the gym last night?

No.

Not that I’m aware of.

Vinnie called me after he came in yesterday,

asked if he could come by after hours.

I gave him a key to the place.

Any CCTV footage of the parking lot

you could give us?

That system’s been down.

I’ve been meaning to fix it.

Uh, Vince brought in a man for questioning yesterday--

Cam Lenny, also known as "Little Boss".

He works here, correct?

He used to.

He caused a big scene when Vinnie came in.

I fired him because of it.

How’d he take the news?

He was pissed.

You don’t think that little shit

had something to do with this, do you?

At this point, we’re looking at anybody and everybody.

You have an address on file?

Hey...

You sure you don’t want me to call Helena?

Not yet, no.

No.

So, did you catch that game the other day?

Canucks? Oh, playing like trash.

Yeah. Need to make a trade.

Ha, start the rebuild, please.

Come on.

Oh--

So, Vince, I need to get your statement.

Yeah.

Wanna do it now? -Yeah.

-Right now? -Okay.

Yep...

You good?

I’m all right, I’m all right, I’m all right.

Can you tell me what happened last night?

What you saw?

Yeah. I was coming out of the gym and, uh...

I had my bag with me.

Wait. No.

All right.

Yeah. Yeah.

I had my bag with me.

Yeah, and I, uh, opened the trunk...

of my car...

and I... put it in there.

And, um...

Meh!

I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

Hey, um, hey, buddy, listen-- don’t be sorry.

We’ll just take this slow...

one step at a time, all right?

Yeah. Thanks.

Cam’s a putz.

He hasn’t paid me in two months.

I was about to serve him his eviction notice.

Go right in.

Thanks, Marina.

We’ll let you know when we’re done.

Cam Lenny?

CFPC!

Nice digs for a personal trainer.

The bed wasn’t slept in. Toothbrush is bone-dry.

He never came home.

So, let’s find out where he went.

All units be advised-- B.O.L.O. for Cameron Lenny,

a.k.a. Little Boss.

White male,

approximately 5’9",

wanted in connection with a violent assault

that occurred outside Eastborough Boxing Club.

Any luck on Vince’s car?

No... GPS isn’t coming up.

Good chance whoever took it used a jammer.

But I got a hit on Vince’s credit card

at a gas station in Whalley.

Manager forwarded the CCTV footage.

Did we get a name?

No, not yet, but I ran a camera trail

to track the suspect’s movements--

led to ACE Community College.

Officers talked to the kid who tried to use it,

said he’d found it on the sidewalk.

Our guys are looking into it.

Yeah, whoever beat up Vince

probably took the cash and ditched the wallet.

What about other suspects?

Did we go through the violent offenders list?

Anyone match the M.O.?

One hit--

ex-convict in South Surrey,

known for jacking cars and violent attacks.

Was with his brother last night.

You heard from Forensics?

Not yet.

What about Vince? Any word on how he’s doing?

You remember what he looks like?

No. He came from behind me.

I didn’t get a good-- good look.

What about height? And build?

Oh...

I don’t know. Medium... build, I guess.

5’9", 5’10"? Maybe.

He was on foot?

- Vince? - I don’t remember.

I told you, I don’t remember.

I don’t remember.

I don’t remember his ethnicity, his eye colour,

what direction he went in.

I-- I don’t even know where he came from, Gabby.

All I remember

are those damn boots coming down on me!

I think, um...

he was wearing a--

a black windbreaker with a hood.

Yeah. Yeah.

Let’s go back to the boots.

All right.

Any idea what kind they were?

No.

Black. Synthetic.

Kinda like the ones we wear.

I thought it was ironic.

I’m supposed to protect people.

How can I do that,

when I can’t even protect myself?

Huh?

Why don’t I check in with the doctor

and see if you’re good to go?

- Yeah? - Yeah.

I got a hit

on the B.O.L.O. for Vince’s car.

It was spotted on traffic cams at 82nd and 128th.

Zoom in?

Could be Cam Lenny.

Did you follow him?

Yeah, I-I tried.

Cameras picked up the car,

but I can’t find it leaving

on any of the surrounding streets.

He must be hiding out.

Yeah. This is Surrey’s industrial area.

It’s, uh, full of warehouses and auto shops.

Saw a mechanic’s uniform at Cam’s.

Did you see a logo?

No, but it was a grey uniform with a blue stripe.

’Kay, I’m searching all the auto shops in that area.

That one.

"Cerna Collision."

It’s flagged in the system.

It looks like Vice has been conducting an investigation

on that location.

Pretty sure it’s a chop shop,

but they haven’t had enough evidence to make a bust.

All right, so, if Cam stole Vince’s car,

he could be chopping it up.

And that would explain the nice apartment.

Looks like we’re making that bust sooner than planned.

Asad?

You guys check this building and secure the perimeter.

It looks empty.

Locked.

Let’s check the back.

There’s a camera.

Ray, you take the back.

It’s open.

{Zak] There’s nothing in there but cars.

I’ll check around back.

I’ll look through this.

Cam! Stop!

Don’t move!

Zak, I’ve got Cam Lenny in custody.

Good...

’cause I just found Vince’s car.

Any word on Vince’s victim statement?

I was just about to call Gabinski about that.

Vince!

I’m okay. I’m okay.

Brambilla.

What are you doing here? Why isn’t he at the hospital?

I tried calling you.

Doctor said he could go, if he wanted to.

Look, I don’t want to cause any trouble.

I couldn’t think under the fluorescent lighting

and I wanted to finish giving my... my statement.

I mean, if that’s all right with you.

I’ll make an exception.

But if you think I’m letting you anywhere near this case, Vince--

You think I want this case jeopardized?

Look at me.

You let him leave?

He’s a grown man.

You think it’s easy controlling him?

Take a shot!

Okay, we’re all stressed out about Vince.

Sohal, Kalaini--

I believe you have an interrogation?

Yes, sir.

Look, he insisted on coming here.

He wouldn’t let me call Helena.

I didn’t know what else to do.

How’s he holding up?

He barely remembers what happened.

I know you want him away from this,

but you know as well as I do,

that if you show assault victims pictures of the scene--

You can jog their memory.

Okay, I’ll allow it.

But I’m pulling his clearance until this case is wrapped.

I need you to promise me you’ll keep him away

from this investigation.

I’m trusting I can count on you for that.

Yeah, of course.

You really think I’d try to ice a cop?

What kind of a moron do I look like?

The kind that steals a cop’s car

and brings it to a chop shop.

I can explain that.

Yesterday,

when Sergeant Brambilla arrested you,

you told him he was "going to pay" for what he did.

And after you lost your job,

you were furious, so you followed him to the gym,

waited in the parking lot,

and then, when he was done, you attacked him.

And you stole his car, his wallet--

I only took the car!

Oh, you admit to taking the car?

Y--

But I didn’t beat the guy up.

Okay, sure,

when he arrested me,

I’ll be real--

I wanted to lay the guy out.

Wait! Are you really not gonna let me say my piece?

Oh, yeah, you mean lie?

No.

I’m not lying!

Your fresh set of bruises on your knuckles say different.

I’m a boxer, man!

Okay, wait. Wait.

Wait!

I saw the guy who did it!

Sit tight, Cam.

Just got off the phone with Forensics.

Hit came back on some of the samples

from Vince’s crime scene.

No match to Cam Lenny.

The DNA isn’t his.

But Vince’s car was in Cam’s possession.

That doesn’t make any sense.

Especially since we know

he took it from the parking lot last night,

when Vince was attacked.

Yeah, it doesn’t prove that Cam attacked him.

Look, I can only tell you what the tests tell me.

If Cam was behind Vince’s assault,

there’s no evidence that proves it.

-So he’s telling the truth? -I mean, it’s possible.

There’s nothing under his nails,

and there’s no DNA under Vince’s, either.

Maybe we’ll have luck with the fibres.

What fibres?

Black fibres were found under Vince’s nails,

likely from whatever the assailant was wearing.

We also... found this.

"Fragmented bark mulch"?

That’s a fancy way of saying "wood chips".

Particles were found on Vince’s clothing.

They think it came

from the assailant’s boots during the attack.

Any idea where these wood chips are from?

They’re looking into it.

I’ll let you know what I find out.

Thanks, Tenille.

So Cam might have seen who beat up Vince.

Anything coming back?

No.

I always hated having my picture taken.

I never thought I looked like myself in them,

you know, but this...

that takes that to a whole other level.

You ever get beat up?

Uh, you know,

I got it as good as I ever gave it--

I’ll tell you that much.

Hey! Don’t even think about looking at those.

You heard Bolton.

No, these are my old arrest files.

Cam Lenny? From yesterday?

That’s who they’re looking at for this?

Vince, I’m not playing with you!

Next time you get the shit kicked out of you, Gabby,

I won’t tell you how to react. Okay?

No.

No, none-- none of these guys did this.

None of these guys did this. None of these guys did this.

Where are you going now?

Records Room. They’re looking at my old cases?

I got old cases. I got lots of ’em.

Brambilla, do not walk out that door!

Five minutes-- that’s all I’m asking,

then you can take me home, I promise.

Goddammit.

I showed up at the gym last night

to pick up my stuff.

And that’s when you saw

Vince being assaulted in the parking lot?

Yeah, that’s right.

What time was this?

Uh... 10:00, maybe?

I was coming up the alley

and that’s when I saw it going down.

Then what happened?

Dude finished the beating

and he took off in the other direction.

On foot?

And instead of helping Vince out,

you took his keys, and stole his car?

I never said I was a hero.

What did this guy look like?

I don’t know, it was dark. I didn’t see his face.

You said you saw his face.

No! I said, "I saw who did it."

He was wearing a black coat with white piping.

Like, the racer-style cut.

My old man’s a tailor.

You know, why-- why aren’t you writing this stuff down?

Because you got nothing, Cam!

No. You got nothing. I got a coat!

Do you think you could identify this coat if you saw it?

Yeah, maybe I could, maybe I couldn’t.

A deal?

Cam Lenny is a violent offender.

He violated his parole, stole a car,

fled the scene of a crime.

Plus, Vice was about to make a big bust on that shop--

all that work gets thrown out the window.

I don’t like it any more than you,

but Lenny’s the only one who saw the suspect.

So he says.

I have reason to believe he might be telling the truth.

So does Sabrina.

A material witness is willing to cooperate

to help solve the assault

of an officer from this detachment.

Can I make the deal or not?

I will run it up the chain,

but it has to yield something more than a coat.

It will.

Thanks.

Ooh.

Ahem.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

What’s wrong, man?

No, nothing, nothing, nothing.

Oh, okay.

No, nothing, I just thought...

I left this file somewhere else.

Well, you know...

lotta people down here.

Stuff gets shuffled. You know that.

Yeah.

Right.

Hey.

- Hmm? - We’ll take the box,

we’ll hand it off to Sohal,

and I’ll take you home, yeah?

Now, just a second, Gabby.

If Bolton finds us in here, you know it’s my ass, right?

Something’s wrong.

One of my case files is missing.

Who’s been going through my old case files?

Hey, listen,

I know you’re going through a lot of things, okay?

I mean, look at ya.

Okay? I get it, I get it.

But the way you’re talking--

man, I mean, missing files,

somebody going through your old cases--

I mean, come on, man, why?

Why the hell would anybody be doing that?

Yeah...

Yeah.

Yeah, okay, you’re right.

I don’t know, I don’t know.

But I bet-- I bet I know who would, though.

I was just about to call you.

- Oh, yeah? - Take a look.

Hit came back on the wood particles

Forensics found on Vince’s clothing.

The wood chips?

Yeah. They’re from the Amburana tree--

native to Brazil.

A few different suppliers

gave me a list of locations in Surrey that use them.

Some parks, botanical gardens--

And the Royal Ridge Club.

You know it?

Yeah, it’s a private members’ club.

My dad used to take meetings there.

What if the jacket

that Cam saw the assailant wearing

is a club jacket?

I’m gonna pull up the website.

Hey, Gill.

It’s a black jacket with white piping,

just like Cam said.

Good. See if you get a positive I.D. from Cam

on the coat,

head to the club, get their members list.

We can cross-reference it with our database here,

see if anyone has a connection to Vince.

Copy that.

No. I’m not giving you the list.

Sir, an officer has been attacked.

We’d appreciate your cooperation.

If you could just show us the list--

If you could just show me the warrant?

Look, I’m sorry...

but we pride ourselves

on giving the members of our establishment

privacy.

Giving you the list would violate their trust.

Sabrina, hey.

Every second that passes,

finding Vince’s attacker becomes even more difficult.

By the time we get that warrant,

who knows where they’ll be?

He’s lucky to have you in his corner,

fighting for him.

He’s always had my back.

Zak, I think I have an idea.

Hey, Gillian?

Shut the door.

What are we doing here, Vince?

Crap. It’s gotta be here.

Breaking into the Superintendent’s desk?

Are you for real?

He’s downstairs. It’ll be fine.

Yeah. No. He’s not downstairs.

Look, I just want to see if he’s the one who took that file.

- He’s not! - How do you know?

Well, did you find it, or what?

Officer Trinh filed a complaint against me

to Bolton.

Black boots.

We wear black boots.

Hey. I pulled CCTV for the businesses

that share Royal Ridge’s parking lot.

I’ve been cross-referencing licence plates

with the frequent attendees at the club

with the ICBC database,

but I’m still combing through.

- Thanks, Gill. - Sabrina?

I found something.

Someone filed a standards report against me.

Look at the name.

Officer Trinh?

- But why? - Uh, hey, guys.

You’re gonna want to see this.

He’s a member of the Royal Ridge Club?

We need to find Trinh. Now.

Boss, I know what this looks like,

but I can explain.

How you broke into my office?

Helped yourself to a file from my personal cabinet,

with keys you stole--

...from my desk?

Are you trying to get suspended?

All due respect, sir-- he’s had a hell of a 24 hours.

Don’t you start, Gabinski.

I told you to take him home hours ago.

I’m trying. He won’t go.

That’s right, I won’t.

And it’s a good thing too!

Because there’s an officer from this division

who may be behind all this!

And look, I know I pissed people off,

but not this much!

I wanna talk to him.

Brambilla, which part of "you’re nowhere near this case"

is evading you?

Let Sohal and Kalaini do their jobs.

Trinh’s still playing ball.

If we’re lucky, he won’t call for his rep--

give us time to peel this thing back,

see if we can figure out what the hell’s going on

before Internal Investigations--

Oh. Right on time. You two mind?

Eli Bolton.

Look, Sohal.

You gotta get your head checked

if you think I had anything to do with what happened.

You had an issue with Vince as your commanding officer.

Why?

Last time I checked...

it wasn’t illegal to dislike your boss.

You never had a co-worker that you didn’t like?

Why’d you file the report?

Since Vince got Watch Commander,

he’s been a total pain in the ass.

Throwing his weight around--

smashing people down for no reason.

You think getting desk duty for not providing backup

is unwarranted?

It was a retaliatory punitive measure.

You and I both know it.

Well, you must’ve been pretty pissed

when the complaint got thrown out?

Oh, you’d think, but no.

Oh, I know who gets the mic around here.

Where were you last night?

Game night.

I was having a pint with Jones. He’ll tell you.

An officer with a history of lying?

I heard you got transferred here

because of some beat-down you gave a guy in Calgary.

You wanna talk history?

Maybe you can explain

why I’m sitting on this side of the table,

when you’re the one known for beating up cops?

Call me when you got something.

I’m done.

Hey.

How’d it go with Internal?

I headed them off.

For now, they’re letting us handle this.

You were right.

I shouldn’t have done what I did

in your office back there,

and I’m sorry.

It’s just that I was in

- the Records Room earlier-- - You were in the Records Room?

Today?

Yeah, someone’s been going through my case files.

I thought it was you-- maybe you were looking into me.

Why would I be looking into you?

That’s what I wanted to know.

I thought he was just venting-- getting it off his chest.

Yeah, well, he got it off his chest.

Let’s just wait till all the facts come in

before we decide anything, yeah?

All right, but I--

until then, is there anything else I should know about?

Unfortunately... yes.

Officer Asad just submitted his police-issued phone

into evidence.

Why?

There was a text chain.

I didn’t think it meant anything,

but when I heard you were talking to Trinh,

I figured maybe he had something to do

with what happened to Vince.

No, Vince.

You’re aware that,

even though you submitted this willingly,

you’re not immune to punishment?

Yes, sir.

Officer Asad, you’re not to leave the premises.

I want Jones brought in immediately

for questioning by Sohal and Kalaini.

Jones and Trinh are a tight unit.

Vince isn’t the only one mentioned in the chain.

You’re pulling me?

It’s not up for debate.

Sir, it’s my case!

Not when it’s conflict of interest,

which it is, because you’re mentioned

in the text chain.

Detective Kalaini will be the lead on all interviews

until Internal Investigations takes over.

Then I wanna read the texts.

Sabrina.

Sir, you’ve asked me to take a step back,

and I am,

but I at least have the right

to know what it is I’m taking a step back from.

If it was you, wouldn’t you want to know?

If that’s what you want,

I’m not gonna stop you.

This text chain correspondence

was submitted to us by Officer Asad.

It’s an ongoing conversation between you, him, and Jones

over the past few months.

Correct? -Uh...

Yeah, I guess so.

Okay. Officer Jones...

Read that line back to me.

Yeah, it says,

"After what she did to Meyer,

she’ll get what’s coming to her."

And when you say "her,"

who are you referring to here?

Detective Sohal.

And in response to that text, you texted a photo of--?

It’s a photo of a rat.

You’re aware Detective Sohal

found a dead rat in her vehicle a few weeks ago?

That’s... what I heard.

Really?

’Cause Detective Sohal never reported it,

so I’m pretty sure the only people who knew about it

were her and the person who did it.

Why didn’t you report this, Sabrina?

Hmm?

I was, uh...

I don’t know, humiliated.

We were messin’ with her.

It wasn’t serious.

So you did put a dead rat in Detective Sohal’s vehicle?

"L.M.A.O.!

Wish I could see the dumb skank’s face."

Was that "just messing with her" too?

Look.

The guys were giving me a hard time

over giving up Meyer.

Okay?

It was a dumb joke.

I... I have a daughter.

Is that supposed to make you a good guy?

Walk me through it.

What, were you taking heat from the boys...

thought, "What better way to get out from underneath it

than to... put it on her?"

Hmm?

What happened after you were assigned to desk duty?

Let me jog your memory.

That help?

Read it.

"Wonder Woman strikes again."

"Bitch has Brambilla in a choke-hold."

"Bolton’s no better."

"We know how she got that promotion."

"Gotta go down to go up."

Sabrina, you don’t need to listen to this.

You left the text chain

soon after this?

Yeah.

But not before you started going after Vince.

"When did Vince become such a pussy?"

But that shit is out of context!

We were pissed off.

I didn’t deserve to get demoted.

An informant died that day!

I didn’t make the call!

But you must’ve been pretty pissed

when you got the demerit.

First, your badge, then desk duty?

We were blowing off steam.

"Someone needs to shut that woke bitch’s mouth.

Not her-- Brambilla.

Let’s show Grandpa what team he’s on.

Call for help this time--

see who shows up."

This? This is not "blowing off steam".

These are threats.

You wanted to make him pay,

and that’s exactly what you did.

Sabrina. Come on.

- No. - No, stop.

Don’t make me run, please.

Not after the morning I’ve had. Please.

Look, I’m sorry. I wish I had known.

That’s not the point.

If I’d known about the group chat,

I would’ve stopped it.

It’s not about you, Vince!

You know that feeling you had, today?

Getting off the elevator,

and everyone’s eyes are glaring in at you,

like you’re some animal in a zoo?

The whispering, the snickering?

I feel that every single day,

from so many people in this detachment.

I didn’t need to hear

what they were saying about me in those texts,

because I feel that nastiness

every single day that I show up to this job.

I am exhausted.

Vince...

I am just so goddamn exhausted.

I can’t even begin

to imagine what you go through every day--

those assholes beating you down like that...

I got lucky when we met.

Yeah, I thought I knew it all on this job,

and then you came along and taught me

how to actually see the world around me.

I came forward with the truth--

I handed in those notebooks against Campbell,

not because you made me,

but because you made me better.

You make this whole place better.

Hmm?

Thanks, Vince.

Come on.

Oh! Easy. -Sorry.

And just because they don’t wanna take responsibility,

it doesn’t mean you have to do it for them, huh?

Wait, Vince... what if that’s it?

What? I don’t follow.

Jones said that he didn’t "make the call"

the day that you dressed them down.

So who did?

Trinh did.

Or at least, that’s what Jones said

in his incident report, after you put them on desk duty.

According to the report,

it was Trinh

who refused to provide backup.

Man, these guys’ll even throw each other under the bus.

So we use it in interrogation--

show the report to Trinh,

tell him it’s only a matter of time

before Jones tries to blame him again.

Zak, why aren’t you in interview?

They called the union.

Internal’s on their way.

It’s their jurisdiction, Sabrina.

You’re right, it is,

but you know who else has jurisdiction over this?

I already said my piece to Internal Investigations.

That may be...

but Sergeant Brambilla requested C.I.U.

open a concurrent case investigating the assault,

and, legally, you’re obligated to cooperate.

Says so on this written order from the Chief.

I’m just gonna tell you what I told everyone else--

I don’t have anything to do with what happened to Brambilla.

You’re aware that Officer Jones

filed an incident report against you?

It’s only a matter of time before he flips

and makes you wear this whole thing.

Be pretty hard...

considering I had nothing to do with it.

You think he’s capable of doing it alone?

We were both mad about the way Brambilla’s been acting--

writing people up...

demerits. -But...?

We’re not the only ones who are pissed.

He sent Gabinski home a few shifts ago.

Maybe he took exception.

You’re suggesting that Officer Gabinski

had something to do with this?

I’m just saying, I heard he’s off the rails--

his kid’s a total whack-job.

He’s locked up in maximum security

with other violent offenders.

Must come from somewhere.

There’s no way.

As much as I hate it...

Gabby and Vince-- they’re friends.

So he’s not off the rails?

You know, this morning...

he didn’t want to go to the hospital with Vince.

I thought it was because he was overwhelmed,

but maybe--

Maybe...

...it was guilt.

Sabrina?

You need to see this.

Vince mentioned he was missing an old case file,

so I went through the Records Room CCTV,

just to see what I could find.

Watch this.

Who is that?

Can you push in?

It’s Gabby.

Vince.

You shouldn’t be in here.

Too late.

I knew someone was going through my case files.

It’s been him the whole time.

Why would be Gabby be going through your files?

I don’t know.

So it looks like

Gabby signed out a police tracker

a few weeks ago.

Where’s Vince’s car?

It’s downstairs.

-I’m going. -Oh, God.

Vince!

Vince.

Shit.

We need to know where Gabby was last night.

You go get that son of a bitch.

Hey, Gabby!

Sohal? What’s going on?

There’ve been some new developments

in Vince’s case.

And you think it’s got something to do with me?

At this time, we just need you to clear a few things up for us.

Are you for real with this shit?

Hey! Get your hands off me!

Take him down to Interrogation.

Don’t... touch me.

I know where Interrogation is.

Gabinski’s in Interrogation.

Zak’s about to go in, I’m gonna observe.

No, he’s not, and neither are you.

Internal is upstairs.

Just give us five minutes. We’ll get to the bottom of this.

It’s out of my hands. There’s nothing I can do.

I don’t like it any better than you,

but they told us to stand down-- that’s what we’re gonna do.

It’s their case now.

Wait. Where’s Vince?

Check the Interrogation Room cameras.

Vince, what the hell are you doing?

You got a problem with me, Gabinski?

You say it to my face, like a man.

You really think that I’ve got something to do with this?

You know me. -Do I?

I’m not gonna just sit here

while you accuse me of this shit.

You walk out that door,

it’s as good as a confession, you understand?

You’re not leaving until I get my answer.

You put that on my car?

Huh.

Yeah, I know what that looks like--

Yeah. Why?

Why’re you looking into my old case files?

How many years have we walked this beat together?

How many? Huh?

I’m your goddamn friend.

Then why are you looking into me?

Hmm?

Answer me!

-Because I had to! -Why?

Because of Will!

I did it for Will.

What do you mean, Will?

He said he could help.

My boy was dying in there!

He... he said

he’d get him moved to minimum security

if I just did some digging.

Digging into me?

I didn’t know what else to do.

I was just trying to help my kid.

Who told you?

-Campbell. -Hmm?

Oliver.

Ohh...

He knew that you’d back Sohal

on the charges that cost him his job,

that whatever she had, she couldn’t use,

but you...

...he wanted to prove that you weren’t credible...

...that, if the Crown asked you to testify,

he needed dirt

to prove that you weren’t

the perfect cop that everyone thought you were.

That’s why you took the file?

How’d you find out?

After you mentioned that domestic case--

how the guy got away with murdering that woman--

I knew there was more to it.

You talked to Klassen?

He told you what I did?

Vince, I respect what you did to that guy.

You told Campbell?

No.

No.

I was gonna give him the file, the guy’s name,

his address-- but I couldn’t.

I told him I didn’t find anything,

and he knew--

...he knew that I’d gotten wise,

that he was never gonna help Will,

and he was pissed.

He wanted me to hurt you.

He goaded me into it.

So did you?

Where were you last night, Gabby?

Vince--

Where were you?

I was at a meeting.

Ten other people there-- they’ll all tell you,

I went there right after I saw Campbell.

It wasn’t me, Vince.

It wasn’t me.

You want a warrant for Oliver Campbell?

Geez...

is this guy ever gonna go away?

We think he’s the one behind what happened to Vince.

Sabrina... you can’t just go around,

accusing every cop on the force.

Oliver’s not a cop anymore.

You know what I mean.

Campbell’s got connections everywhere.

You know he’ll make sure

that the trail doesn’t lead back to him.

We’re running out of time, Nate.

Do you know where he was yesterday, during the attack?

Yeah, Gabby says that he was with him.

But--

...Campbell called the meeting so that he would have an alibi.

He hired somebody else to do the dirty work.

Nate, we need to search his place, his accounts.

Then you need hard evidence to do that.

If you think Campbell is behind this,

prove it.

Nate, I’m asking you for a favour.

No, you’re asking me to do my job--

which I will, if you do yours.

Warrant came in for the Royal Ridge Club.

I pulled all the employee and member files.

Did anyone connect to Campbell?

Not through the club.

But you remember the wood chips we found on Vince’s clothing?

- Yeah? - Turns out

Royal Ridge’s landscaper, Shane Barker,

moonlights on the side...

Guy posts photos

of all of the houses he works at.

A month ago, he scrubbed his account,

but I was able to do a retrieval...

Look whose house he did six months ago.

Oliver Campbell’s.

Shane Barker?

Yeah?

- CFPC. - Hey-hey-hey! Whoa! Whoa!

I didn’t do anything!

Yeah. We’re not playing that game.

You’re under arrest--

...for the attempted murder of Officer Vince Brambilla.

I already told you--

I didn’t lay a hand on that cop,

and I don’t know this "Oliver Campbell" guy.

Oh, really? Because this photo that you scrubbed

from your socials last month

says otherwise.

Isn’t that you?

In front of Oliver Campbell’s house?

Yeah, our team’s been looking through your accounts.

You made a pretty big cash deposit last week.

Ten grand.

What?

My services are expensive.

So it was for a landscaping job?

You mind telling us who your client was?

I did some work under the table.

Trying to avoid the tax man, you know how it is.

If you wanna see my books--

We don’t want to see your books, Shane.

We want you to tell us

what Oliver Campbell hired you to do.

I’m a landscaper. Isn’t it obvious?

Five seconds ago, you didn’t know the guy,

- so, not really. - Look, I don’t know

what you think you know, but you’re wrong.

I didn’t do anything,

and if I did,

shouldn’t you have some proof?

Like...

what I was wearing, DNA, you know, that kind of thing?

See? You don’t.

I can tell.

Yeah, no doubt that you can tell, Shane...

the same way I don’t doubt

that you threw away Sergeant Brambilla’s wallet,

and got rid of your clothes so there would be evidence.

Bet you didn’t need those for work today, did you?

What you did need is your work boots...

and I will bet

if we run the ones that you are wearing right now

through Forensics,

we will find traces of Sergeant Brambilla’s DNA.

Barker confessed

to accepting money from Oliver Campbell

to beat up Vince.

He paid Barker to assault Vince,

so he’d be out of the way for his trial.

Bring Campbell in,

but I want everything by the book.

We don’t give the defence anything they can use--

this time, we’re nailing his ass to the wall.

Yes, sir.

Gabinski?

All right, team two, three, you take the rear,

we’ll breach the front.

You three, with us.

Oliver Campbell!

CFPC!

Open up!

We’ve got a warrant for your arrest!

Hand me the battering ram.

Bathroom’s clear!

Kitchen clear!

Bedroom clear!

Bathroom clear!

You gotta be kidding me.

There are signs Campbell has taken flight.

Requesting all units to initiate a B.O.L.O.

and notify the courts--

Oliver Campbell is now a fugitive of the law.