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LaSean, you're not my CI anymore.

Don't tell nobody you heard it from me.

Just look in the damn water.

We found Kendra Simmons' remains.

Go to the 11th, see what you can find.

Rob Parker, 32 years old, known as B-Rock.

Narcotics has been working B-Rock's tip for months.

Runs a corner near the women's shelter.

Blood came back as Kendra's, and we got multiple hits

of B-Rock coming and going.

Get your hands up, Rob!

B-Rock's corner's been up and running like a factory

since late last night.

It's too damn fast.

Unless somebody knew it was coming.

LaSean.

[Tower of Power's "What is Hip?"

♪ So you want to jump out your trick bag ♪

♪ And ease on into hip bag ♪

♪ But you ain't just exactly sure what's hip ♪

♪ You started to let your hair grow ♪

♪ Spend big bucks to top your wardrobe ♪

♪ But somehow you know there's much more to the trip ♪

♪ What is hip? ♪

♪ Tell me, tell me if you think you know ♪

♪ What is hip? ♪

♪ If you're really hip ♪

♪ The question, "Will it show?" ♪

♪ You in a hip trip ♪

♪ Maybe hipper than hip ♪

Six damn hours?

That's a personal best, Penny. Am I hearing right?

You held LT six extra hours on a last-minute call?

Held him? Nah, he got to stay.

Oh, got to.

That's right, he got to stay six hours of OT

with my sweet ass.

-Are you kidding me? -Four shootings last night.

Three armed robberies, one sexual assault.

We also had a gray Honda Accord

popped on our cams twice.

The Honda was stolen from 85th two nights ago.

Now, it's in our district, hot, no plates.

Keep eyes out.

Everyone, stay safe.

Green, you're with Fitzpatrick, 1122.

Dixon, keep on with Marco, 1134,

Egan and Bright, 1115, Jones and Rodriguez, 1123.

Chavez and Burt, 1111.

And, Penny, you hang back with me.

Private dress down. Pfft.

Boo.

Hiss.

I think I've been real patient.

Put up with a lot of headaches, wouldn't you say?

But not tonight.

Tonight, my daughter has a dance recital at 19...

-Aimee's doing ballet now? -Not Aimee, Jessa.

You got Jessa into ballet?

LT, that's fire. The stage about to be lit.

-Penny, I swear to God. -Sorry, sorry.

-I get it, sir. -I am leaving at 1900 hours.

You said the show starts at 1900, but you...

-1900. -OK, 1900.

Do not pull a last-minute arrest.

Do not be a suck magnet today.

You hear me?

Now, you're with Connolly.

Have a nice, easy shift.

I'm telling you, your honest to God problem, Penny,

is you're good police.

But you don't know how to play the game.

OK.

Yeah, you don't know how to dance the dance,

-move only when you got to. -OK.

And I know you ain't actually listening to me, you ass.

You're supposed to respect seniority.

My elders.

Kid, I make 50 look like 20.

Hey, 1:00.

Hey, hey, little lady.

What's going on here? You OK?

What you even doing out here? You know where you at?

-I got you. -I told him he had one more...

Hey, hey.

I told you, you had one more time.

So I'm coming in nice and slow.

Just going to take the knife from you OK?

Nice and slow. There you go.

There you go. There you go.

Let it go. Nice and slow.

There you go. That's what I need.

OK?

Ah, look at that, a whole tour.

See, I told you, all you needed in life was an elder.

Mm, you're my rabbit's foot, Connolly.

Want me to tell the boys you're the new good luck charm?

All you want is a little rub.

You got to ruin every damn thing.

No, they'll actually love it. It's good.

Hey, sl... slow up.

4:00.

Back it up.

Gray Honda Accord.

Matches the description of LT's stolen.

-Good eye. -Call it in for the next shift.

Hey, Penny, our tour is over. Call it in.

I'm just gonna do a walk by.

-Are you kidding me? -Hey!

1121 Squad, I got eyes on a possible

stolen gray Honda Accord,

4300 West alley at 24th.

I'm approaching now on foot. Vehicle has no plates.

I got one hooded male exiting the vehicle.

1121 squad, make that three males,

three are masked and one is armed.

I repeat, three are masked and one is armed.

They're heading into the rear of a multi-unit

apartment building. 4350 West 24th.

1121, this is Connolly coming around back.

-Show me the bricks, bitch. -Where they at?

1121, I got shouts for help inside 4350 West 24th.

Send me back up now.

-Next one's in your head. -Get in there.

On your knees.

Chicago PD, drop the weapon!

-Chicago Police! -Connolly, in here!

I got three armed running out the front, one down.

Stay with him.

1121, shots fired by offenders and police.

I got three offenders fleeing out of 4350 West 24th.

Wanted for a suspected stash house rip.

Chicago Police, stop!

Offenders are back in that stolen Honda,

now westbound on 25th at a high rate of speed.

I got him.

Meet the ambo out back.

OK, hang in there.

You're gonna be just fine, OK?

Your name is Bernie, right? There we go.

I know your name is Bernie.

You hit that hesi over in central courts.

You got hops. I know you.

You know me, and I got you, Bernie.

OK.

I know you can hear me.

All right?

You keep on holding on, and trust that I got you.

I got an ambo coming.

I got everyone coming on their way.

People are coming just to see you.

So you just keep on holding on

and trust that I got you.

Just trust that I got you.

Trust that I got you.

You caught the scene?

Yes, sir.

You radioed over the zone it was a stash house rip?

Yes. Dope and guns.

This building is mainly occupied

by the Four Corner Boys.

Most of the street flies their colors.

All right, walk us through.

So I clocked the Honda first.

Vehicle was a recent stolen,

had been spotted in our district

over the last 12 hours.

We got a BOLO out on it, boss.

Huh.

This man was security for the stash house?

His name's Bernie.

He's only 17.

Hardly in the gang. Lives up on 28th.

Got his ID by running him?

No.

I just know who he is.

This is my beat.

So what else do you know about him?

That he ain't deep in.

Kid took night classes, watched out for his family.

Probably needed a quick buck.

Took this gig thinking it would be easy.

He's a good kid.

Was.

How much weight did the offenders get?

At least three poles and three bricks.

They got long guns?

AKs.

Where was their vehicle parked?

Honda was parked right here.

Not much to see anymore.

Cams usually get destroyed around here?

Yes.

Officer.

You happen to recognize this package here?

-The sandwich looking fresh. -Yeah.

There's a corner store that uses those

-about six blocks over. -All right, will you take me?

-Yeah. -Let's go.

Oh, no, Penny.

Where's slow shoe?

-Brother Jackie, what's up? -What's with this shirt?

No, no, I like it, I like it.

It makes your eyes pop. It's a nice color on you.

Brings out your skin tones and your eyes.

You look beautiful.

Did I ever tell you you got beautiful eyes, Jackie?

-Beautiful. -Mm-hmm.

Why the hell are you here?

You sell sandwiches to three young men today,

would have been a few hours ago?

-I-I don't know. -You don't know?

Really, Jackie?

You actually sold something,

and you're saying you don't know?

I-I don't know.

He's asking you about pastrami.

That ain't what he really asking.

That is.

What, you're gonna go inside for meat and cheese, Jackie?

-I don't know. -You're not.

So answer the question.

Maybe I sold a couple.

-OK, OK. -All right.

Then give us your footage.

Jackie,

you already answered the question.

It's still meat and cheese.

Give us the footage.

-Nice. -I don't see no cameras though.

Paranoid ass put the cam in the lizard.

Huh.

You were there with him, that Bernie, right?

-Tried to save him? -Mm-hmm.

I've been there, man.

A head shot is tough save

no matter what you do.

You know what I mean?

-Jackie, sometime today. -Come on.

-Got three on the footage. -Mm.

All right. Thank you, Jackie.

Officer Donovan believes these are a match for our offenders.

-They are. -Stats and shoes are the same.

You know these kids, too?

No, don't recognize them.

But my bet, though, they're low level slingers

for the Four Corner Boys.

Thought they knew when the house would be fat.

Thought a quick buck was better

than an 8-hour shift on the tip.

All right, Adam, run them through facial rec.

-Get me some IDs. -I'm on it.

-Yo, Officer. -Yeah, man, it's Ruzek.

Right.

Why is Intelligence taking a West Side dope rip?

Boss is interested in the drug game in 11.

Hey, thanks for your help.

Come on, let's go do the paper.

Hey, don't you think it's strange

that Intelligence is taking this?

I mean, a random lick on the West Side?

We could ID these offenders way faster.

Hey, what the hell is it with you, honestly?

Is it some kind of damn syndrome?

You just have to step in the crap every possible minute?

-No. -Yes. Yes, you do.

You got to move on every little thing that pops.

You're working here six years now.

And what? What, you...

you still haven't noticed that you're not

the only police on the street?

This little thing of yours is gonna

get you thrown down to a crap district

writing parking tickets. Or you know what?

-It's gonna get you shot. -No, it's not.

It's the opposite.

Oh, OK.

Yeah, the opposite.

Well, you know what?

I'm not letting you drag me down with you.

Intelligence is on this case now,

so you and me, not doing jack

but writing the paper

and going the hell home!

Do you really think someone from this crew

is the person who played you?

They're young, like really young.

There's no way they're good for LaSean's hit.

Well, either way, we are working this to the end.

Those kids walked up with three AK-47s.

I want them off the street.

Boss.

That beat cop, Donovan, he was right.

That whole stretch of residentials,

it's owned by the Four Corner Boys.

More specifically, a known shot caller named Alfred Toney,

goes by Tone.

No connect so far to B-Rock, LaSean, or anything else

that happened on that block.

We did get a hit off facial rec

from the corner store footage.

Pops as Trez Brown, 17.

Narcotics has him indexed as working with Tone.

There's no LKA for him or his mom.

That kid is low level.

This is looking like exactly what

it appears to be... an inside job.

Kids ripping off their boss.

Any indication their boss knows they ripped him?

Not yet.

But, I mean, it's only a matter of time.

-All right, so beat him to it. -Find him.

All right.

I have my paper set.

How much more you got?

Uh, just a little bit of input.

We straight?

Connolly,

it's gonna take a whole lot more

than your thick ass riding me to piss me off.

Do the paper.

And go home, Penny.

-Yeah, of course. -I'm right behind you, man.

Ms. Brown, I'm asking if...

I already told you, I don't know where my son is.

-I find that hard to believe. -Why?

You got a teenager? They got legs.

Ma'am, you understand, Trez, he's in real trouble.

-So you say. -Right.

And yet you don't seem to understand.

Do you need me to explain it to you again?

-I will. -I don't know where he is.

The boy can't keep still.

17, an adult.

Oh, no, not by law.

Legally, your son is still your responsibility.

And legally, you can still eat the charges

for not knowing where he lays his head.

Where's he crashing?

I said I don't know where that idiot's crashing.

I don't hang with Trez no more. Only cares about Tone and cash.

-I don't mess with none of that. -And that's real good, man.

-I'm real proud of you for that. -Shut the hell up.

But you know that doesn't mean that your boy Hakeem

isn't rolling with Trez.

And that doesn't mean that sometimes

you not rolling with Hakeem when he's rolling with Trez.

So that doesn't really mean you don't know

where Trez is crashing, Cam.

Is that supposed to make some kind of sense to me?

Cheap move.

Yeah.

Hey.

Thank him.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

If anyone ever finds out I told you...

Cam.

What do I look like to you?

Trez likes this old arcade on Augusta.

Crashes in the basement.

His mom says Trez sleeps here

with a couple friends most nights.

Back room's empty. Kids use it like a honeycomb.

She didn't ID any of the friends,

but most likely they're our crew.

It's the same PO from yesterday.

OK, go loop him in before he screws us.

12, 12, go, 12!

Got a young male, Black, running up

the east stairwell. Keep eyes.

Copy.

-Police! -Stop!

-Kim, Boss, you all right? -We're good.

-Kim? -We no longer have eyes.

Searching now.

That was the plan?

Sweep the streets and take your friends and neighbors out, too?

That was the damn plan?

Two offenders are still in the wind.

Kim's with our shooter. His name's Dre.

He's not talking while somehow simultaneously

not shutting the hell up. Gen Z.

I think he's Gen Alpha.

Oh, well, 6-7.

This the dope and guns they ripped?

-Yes. -Type 1, first edition.

All three young men down here were a match for the offenders.

Trez and the other two, 5'8 ", 5'11", gray hoodie,

black jeans over bred toe Jordans.

Black hoodie, blue jeans

over black and white Knu Skool Vans.

Those kind of look fugazi, though, not gonna lie.

None of them bothered changing.

Found a phone.

And a wallet.

School ID.

Government name's Andre Jamison.

I'm guessing this is his backpack.

-This is his burner. -All right, give me the phone.

You're with me.

Found that stolen Honda Accord about a block out.

No sign of the offenders. We're towing it in now.

-We got any cams? -CPIC's monitoring.

We got an investigative alert out too.

-Anything? -Nothing we can use.

Kid's playing tough.

Says he has no idea where his friends would run.

OK.

Come on.

If I were you, I'd move.

Give me the code.

-Man, where lady cop? -She had enough?

You're gonna give me the code.

No, I ain't.

And I already said I don't know

where Trez and Will are at, so don't even ask.

Man, they gonna be in Florida

by the time y'all catch up.

Florida?

That right?

They shooting big slingshotting towards those stars, huh, Dre?

Except we both know they ain't gonna make it, man.

They running with, what, 40 bucks in their pocket?

Every police on this side of Cermak is looking for them.

-They won't make it. -They'll make it.

They won't.

And if your Mensa mind buddies are smart,

if they don't try and scrap with the police,

they'll join you inside.

Yeah, you'll already be there.

You going in for life, brother.

You just swept the streets with an AK-47 that was stolen.

So now we got all three of you in Stateville.

What happens next, Dre?

I'll tell you.

You on the block with the same brothers you stole from.

Your life turns to hell day in and day out.

They will make you pay for what you took from them.

Until one of you realize you can't take it anymore.

And then you start to remember, police tried to help me,

offered me protection.

So now you call me. And guess what I say, Dre?

Come on, guess.

It was a one-time offer.

You are 16, man.

You have a long life ahead of you.

Take what I'm giving.

Unlock the phone.

I can say you cooperated. I can help.

Code's 1228.

But you ain't get it from me.

Anything on it?

Code's 1228.

Other offender's name is Will.

Get back to the district. Get me a positive ID.

Copy.

How did you end up here exactly?

I mean, what shift are you on right now?

No shift.

The victim, Bernie, you knew him well?

No, sir.

Look, like I said,

I just knew him from around the way.

OK.

I just don't like letting things go.

But I can stay on this.

This is my beat.

I know it well.

I can help.

How long you been up?

I don't know.

OK, then go home.

Tell me what we got.

We confirmed all three offenders now

off of Dre's phone.

The third offender is Willis Pederson, 16.

Got hundreds of texts between Will, Dre, and Trez

in the last six hours.

A lot of these texts are about them just running

their mouths about the rip.

But there's one from Will to Dre

that says, "Meet up at our spot."

"The cash got to be at the bitches.

-We can still hit it." -The phones are off now?

Yeah, but we got a trap and trace set up.

When did Dre get that text?

About 22 minutes before we got to the arcade.

OK, so the arcade is their spot.

Cash... that's got to be Tone's cash.

So what, there's another stash house they wanted to rip again.

-Yeah, that makes sense. -But who's this girl?

Run all of Tone's known female associates.

Anyone he trusts enough to hold his cash.

I mean, they still might try to hit it.

Hey, we got a POD hit.

Two offenders matching the descriptors

for Willis and Trez were just caught jacking

a silver Dodge minivan 2 miles from the arcade.

CPIC's tracking it on PODs right now.

5021 go with your traffic.

5021 heading to 157th and 29th Street.

Residence is owned by a Janice Toney.

Advise 13th District I need a couple of TAC cars

assigned to that address front and back.

Will advise en route.

-1121 squad. -Can I get a mobile with 5021?

10-4, 1121.

5021, do you have your ears on?

Yeah, go for 5021.

This is 1121, Officer Donovan Watts.

I'm close to 157th, currently en route,

and I can beat you there. Can I assist?

How far out are you?

6 minutes, sir.

All right, you will beat us there.

That address belongs to Tone's sister.

We believe Tone is stashing his cash there.

The traffic PODs put Trez and Will

three blocks from that address

in a stolen silver Dodge minivan.

We believe they're headed that way to rip the house.

Now, just get eyes and hold.

10-4.

I'm here.

Long eye.

All looks quiet, no movement, no sign of the offenders.

-Copy. -Hold tight.

Will do.

I got eyes on that stolen minivan.

Pulling up to confirm.

-Copy. -We're four minutes out.

Just hold anchor until we get there.

It is not occupied, but it is parked behind the house.

I think there's a kid in this house.

-Hold anchor. -Do not move.

I respect your order,

but I believe there's a child in danger.

My eye, my call.

I'll live with it.

Watts, what...

Ow!

Where is the money?

I wanna see the cash now!

-Stop! It's not here. -It ain't here!

Where the hell is it?

-Are you crazy? -I don't know.

Don't keep lying to us, all right?

Tell us where it is. Where's the money?

I don't know!

You don't know?

No, I don't know.

Don't keep lying to me, all right?

I'll shoot your ass dead.

I'm telling you.

Listen to me, I'm telling you.

Tone came here about an hour ago.

He took his cash. He...

Yes, no, stop, stop. No, stop!

-Give me my son! -I'm done playing!

OK, no, stop.

-Stop! -Mommy!

-Grab the kid. -What are you doing?

-Where's the money at? -I don't know.

-I know you're lying to me. -Just give me my son!

Police, drop the gun and put your hands up!

-Hey, hey. -Come here. Get up.

Hey, I said, put the guns down now.

-Shut the hell up, I said. -Shoot him!

-Back the hell up! -Back up. Back the hell up.

Shoot him!

Advise responding officers to hold.

-We've got the scene. -Copy.

Covert positions around the house.

Nobody moves till we get eyes inside.

Officer Watts, do you copy?

Watts, do you copy?

-What do you want? -Back up!

Just don't hurt my baby, please.

-Look at me. -What do you want?

Just tell me what you want.

I can get it for you. I will help.

I want that money.

You tell her to get me that money,

and then we walk up out of here.

-All right. -All right, we can do that.

Hey, I can get that cash for you.

Whether it's here or not, I can get it for you.

Nobody wants a kid to get hurt.

So now, we're gonna negotiate.

Feel me?

You are gonna let that kid go, I help.

No.

Nobody walking up out of here but us with that cash.

Hey, you're not gonna get that cash

if you don't give me something.

-She's lying, OK? -I'm not...

She knows where it is.

Bitch, just give us the money!

OK, please, just don't hurt my baby.

-Let's go. -Hey, yo.

Stop! Stop!

You want to shoot somebody, shoot me, OK?

I'm putting my gun down.

You want to shoot somebody, you shoot me.

Just please, please, no.

-Hey, we're here. -Hey, look at me.

Look at me. OK?

I can help.

Please, please.

-No gun in my hands. -No gun in my hand.

Hey, look at me. You're Trez, right?

Man, how you know his name?

-Shut up. -Don't say anything.

Look, I don't care about the money.

You can have the money. I can get you the money.

I just want to make sure that these people are safe.

I don't want nobody getting hurt,

including you.

See? You got the leverage.

You're in charge.

So I'm going to get you the money.

But there's police outside right now.

-Just let us go... -Hey, shut up!

Shut up, shut up, shut up!

If I radio them, they won't crash.

They, like me, they don't want nobody getting hurt.

You got the leverage.

So let me call them, tell them not to breach.

And we tell them what you want.

Cash, right?

Easy.

Feel me?

1121 mobile with 5021.

I've got two civilians, including a tender age

here in the living room.

We're all good.

I don't want anyone breaching.

I don't want anyone taking a shot.

Repeat, do not breach.

Copy you, 1121.

Living room, find a shot.

-OK, see? -Now we got a little time.

You can get your cash

and a way out.

But first, you gotta do something for me.

What is it?

You've just got to put your guns down

-and let the child go. -Man, hell no.

Just let him run out the front door.

-No, nobody's leaving. -Yo!

I am trying to help. You know that.

-Stop it! -OK.

-Don't move! -I'm not... I'm not moving.

-I ain't moving. -Get back.

-Oh, my God. -Get back.

-OK, OK, all right. -Jayden, please!

You do that again, and you see what happens, you hear me?

-OK. -You hear me?

You tell her to get us the money.

Boss, I got joy.

Take it.

-You gotta put the guns down. -No.

Nobody putting down nothing.

If you don't put those guns down now,

people are gonna get jumped...

Man, shut up!

Lower your guns.

I will help.

He's lying, Will.

-He's lying to us. -No, no.

They're never gonna let us out.

No, that ain't true.

You're gonna tell us where this cash is, bitch.

I don't know where...

-Chicago PD. -Watts, you good?

Yeah, I'm good.

-Come on, let's go. -Why?

-Hey. -Why couldn't you just stop?

I got him.

Why... why couldn't you just stop?

Why couldn't you both just stop?

Why couldn't I talk you down?

[Tower of Power's "What is Hip?"

♪ Think about it, y'all ♪

Kid, how you doing?

You good, bro?

And this time, I want those corners cleared

before that school gets out.

OK.

Today, Green, you're with Fitzpatrick, 1123.

Dixon and Marco, 1113.

Egan, I'm putting you with Rodriguez, 1143.

Bright and Jones, 1132.

Chavez, you take Connolly today, 1112.

And Penny,

hang back with me.

Stay safe.

You ain't staying for me.

Outside.

Sir?

Why do they call you Penny?

Uh, it's not a secret.

They call me Penny because I'm a bad penny.

A bad penny always turns up.

Right.

Is that what you think?

You think you just turn up in the suck?

No, sir.

Then what is it?

Sir, I've been this way since I was a child.

I see something, and I move on it.

I see mostly everything.

My mom called it ADHD. My lieutenant called it skill.

Whatever the hell it is, I got it.

And when I don't move on it...

When I don't let my eyes lead,

that's when trouble comes.

I'm always in it, sir,

because I see it first, and I move.

That lieutenant you just mentioned, is that Barrett?

-No. -Yeah, I didn't think so.

I looked you up. Good record.

There's this gap before Chicago.

You policed in Durham?

Yes, sir.

All documentation of your time there has been sealed.

Yes.

Why?

I can't answer any of that.

Legally, I can't.

OK, good enough.

I need an officer in my unit.

We've been running low.

I don't want to be.

If you want the position,

report tomorrow 0800.

Hold up.

Sir.

You asking me to join because I'm good police

or because I know the 11th, and you're hard up

for someone who's running dope there?

Both.