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It's in the tear gas.

What's in the tear gas?

Nanoscopic tracking devices

passively dispersed
in gaseous particles.

Number of people we have
to save just grew exponentially.

And that number includes us.

There's something wrong
with my hands.

It's the nano-trackers.

That's what's causing the
issue with Mac's hands.

Basically,
the nano-trackers have been

forming a plaque in Mac's brain.

So while Mac's mind
may be working fine,

his hands aren't getting
the message.

What's the plan
to find the Broker?

We already found him.

Parker, meet our nanobot broker.

Now we just wait
to see who he reaches out to.

Who's there?

I didn't tell anybody.

Nobody knows about the nano...

No! No, no, no.

No more numbness,

no other signs of
physiological effects, either.

And you've been keeping up

with your guided body
scan meditations?

Twice a day.
Haven't missed one.

Wish I could say
the same for Riley.

She skipped the last two
check-ins and I have no idea

if she's been doing
her meditations.

Really? She missed our Skee-Ball
hang last night, too.

Well, look who

the cat dragged in.

Bozer, I need you
to take the volume

all the way down,
or I will slice your throat open

with my nails.

Whoa...

Hey, Pops.

How you doing?
I, uh, missed you last night.

Oh, my God, Skee-Ball.

I forgot. I'm so sorry, Mac.

It's okay.

I've been so busy
with the Brink.

Oh, the Brink.

The, uh, hacker girls
you're mentoring.

Well, they're just hackers.
Sara's nonbinary.

Gotcha.
Yeah.

Well, for what it's worth,
I think it's great

that you are training the next
generation of Artemis37s.

Well, at least I get to see you
at these check-ins.

Well, for now.

It's only a matter of time
before Bozer figures out

how to get these things
out of us, right?

Yeah.

I love you, Pop.

What is it?

Auntie Pamela.

She's dead.

Auntie Pamela
wasn't my biological aunt,

but she was family.

She helped raise me.

And Mac after he moved in
with us.

I can't believe she's gone.

Going home always carries
some baggage, huh?

Yes.

Mission City is where
Mom died and Dad left.

But, well, Auntie and growing up
with the Bozers

was the good part
about this place.

You're gonna
love them.

What are they like?

Ah, they're the warmest,

kindest people you'll ever meet.

We talked to your grandfather,
and he agreed

that since he leaves town
so much for his job,

it might be a better idea
if you came to live with us.

So what do
you think, Angus?

How'd you like to be
a part of our family?

Yeah.

Now we're brothers for life!

Milton was a career
cop turned detective.

And Lauretta,

after we left the nest,
she ran for city council,

and she's been repping
the district for ten years.

That's
why she's always up

in my business about moving home
and being a community leader.

She does not
like my cover story.

Boze, I know it's hard

that you can't tell them
what you really do,

but I'm sure
she's really proud of you.

Yeah. You'll see.

Hey. There they are.

Oh! Oh, Lord.

My boys are home.
Hey, Mama.

Whoa. Hey.
Hey, son.

Hi, Lauretta.
Good to see you, Dad.

- You, too.
- Mmm.

Oh.

Hey. Good to see you both.

Ah.

And you must be Desi.

I've heard so much about you.

Hi.
Uh, no.

This is a
hugging house,

so you might as well
get used to it.

Come here.

That's right, we
hug around here.

No.

Yeah. It's so nice to meet you,

and I'm very sorry
for your loss.

Thank you.

So what happened to Auntie?

Mom said it was an accident?

Her car drove off the road

and into Mission River.

Which I just can't
understand.

I mean, Pam was
such a good driver.

I'm gonna stay focused.

So much to do

before the funeral.

How can we help?

There are some tables
in the basement.

I need them set
up in the back.

Yeah, we're on it.
That's why we came.

Thank you.

Yeah.
So...

What kind
of thinking are y'all doing

at that think tank of yours?

Here it comes.
What?

I am just asking
about your work

like an interested
and engaged parent.

And as someone who can't believe
you actually get paid to think.

We do a lot more than that, Ma.

Oh, I'm sure,
you're probably in a lot

of meetings
where you guys just talk

about what
you're thinking.

Maybe write some of it down.
Text each other?

Text each--
Can I at least get inside

and take my shoes off first?

Absolutely.
Okay.

Were you able to find

the supplier who gave
the nano-trackers to the Broker?

No, but the intel that we found
led us to a new theory,

that the nano-trackers
may have come from the U.S.

Unfortunately,
we can't wait for my return

to test that theory.

Navala is
the pharmaceutical company

that makes Rimaxitran,

an anticoagulant
for treating blood vessel,

heart, and lung conditions.

And they're also
making nano-trackers

right here in Los Angeles?

We don't know that for certain.

What we do know

is that the Broker
was in communication

with that company.

The tech team has already
tried to hack

into Navala's servers
to determine who was on

the receiving end
of that communication,

but their security
is rock solid.

A strong possibility
is Navala's CEO

Dr. Bosco Fox.

He's almost
pathologically ambitious,

and he's been very outspoken
about international politics.

He was recently quoted as saying

"Those who master science

will become masters
of the human race."

Sounds like some serious mad
scientist talk if you ask me.

And Rimaxitran
is beyond profitable.

Big Pharma companies like this

always channel their profits
into R&D.

Yes, like creating
that nanotech.

And he certainly had
the resources

to order a professional hit

like the one that killed
the Broker.

But how do we
get close enough

to investigate?

Even his personal cell phone
has ten layers of encryption.

We go directly to him.

And I think I know just the way.

Would you like a sandwich?

Well, it sounds like
she did everything.

From working full-time
as an accountant

to volunteering at the library.

She was serving on
the civilian oversight committee

that was formed after
the Black Lives Matter protests

here in Mission City.
Really?

- What were they working on?
- Uh, discussions

around police reform
and the allocation of resources.

Oh, you mean
defunding the police.

How did she feel about
you being a police officer?

Well, she had
strong opinions,

you know,
she came at me more than once.

But I always tried to make her
understand the duality I live.

I mean, as a Black man
and father,

I want to address
systemic racism in Mission City

and across the nation.

Excuse me a second.

Nice!

Just in time for dinner.

How was the library?

It was good.

Angus MacGyver?

Thank you, Auntie Pamela.

You hear that?

I'm his Auntie now, too.

Who are those kids over there?

Oh.

Your Auntie,

she started a reading hour
over at the library

where she would read different
books by diverse authors,

and, uh, those are some
of her regulars.

That's so great. So Auntie.

And speaking of the
library, they're dedicating

the new reading garden to her
next week and they've, um,

asked friends and family to
write messages of remembrance

on bricks that are gonna
surround it

and... maybe you can
do one before you leave?

Of course.

Absolutely.

Thank you.

A memorial reading
garden sounds lovely.

What do you think you'll write
on your brick?

Uh, I don't know. Um...

I'm thirsty, though.
Are you thirsty?

I'm gonna go grab some drinks.

So, any word on the phone?

Not yet, but you know,
we rarely find

personal material when the car
ends up in a river.

I know, but the coroner's report
mentioned something was off.

I just want to make sure
there's no foul play.

- Yeah.
- You talking about Auntie's case?

I, uh,

thought her death
was ruled an accident.

Angus.

See you.

Well, if you, uh,
if you need some help,

I could take a look
at the case file.

It'd be like old times.

Tell me,

what do you know about
barium, lead and antimony?

On the periodic table,
barium is Ba,

lead is Pb and antimony is Sb.

Ah.

But did you know they are also
the three elements

of gunshot residue?

See, the vapors released
when you fire a bullet

solidifies into particles that
get stuck on people's clothes.

So if you find barium,
lead and antimony

on someone's clothes,
you know they fired a gun.

Exactly.

You're a natural gumshoe.

That was a
long time ago.

I got this.

I just want to take
another look,

make sure
there's nothing I'm missing.

Hey, Ma?
Hmm?

Do you know who this guy is?

Mm-mm.

Maybe a friend
from Pam's work?

Huh. That a police file?

Where'd you get that?

I took it out of Milton's bag.

Something's wrong
with Auntie's case.

What do you mean?

They found her body and her car
in Mission River,

but the police believe that she
was distracted by her phone

and drove off the road,
but they never found her phone.

Mac, I don't think
you should be looking...And they found

chlorine residue in
the water in her lungs.

Well, there's probably all sorts
of chemicals in Mission River.

Not at this concentration.

This is more consistent
with a treated body of water,

like a swimming pool.

How could water like that
get into her lungs?

Maybe she didn't drown
in Mission River.

Maybe she drowned
somewhere else.

And somebody moved her body to
make it look like an accident?

If that's true...

It means that Auntie
was murdered.

But with the unique
encryption code,

hacking the server
should only take minutes.

Good point, good point.

But what if...
what if you don't have

the encryption code in advance?

You steal it.

That would land you
back in juvie.

I would never get caught.

Famous last words.

We'll pick this up tonight.

Hey, Mac.
How's Mission City?

I'm investigating
what I think could be a murder,

but in order to prove that
the location where the body

was found isn't the place
where the crime took place,

I need to locate a missing phone
somewhere in town.

Okay. Yeah, Mac,
I'll do it, just...

just give me the deets. Bye.

Hey.
Hey, I just asked Riley

to, uh, locate Auntie's phone.

That's smart.

If we can find the phone,
it could lead us

to the actual
crime scene.

That's what I'm thinking.

Maybe we should get
your dad involved.

He is a detective.

Not yet. I-I want to find out

more about what happened
to Auntie first.

No way. She found it.

I got to go.
Yeah, we're
coming with you.

Yeah.

Where you going?

Something from work
came up.

We got to go do
a thing.

Not you. I need your help

at the rec center today.
But it's for my job.

Well, I'm sure they don't need

three people to do
this urgent thinking.

Now I got a group of young

aspiring filmmakers
that want to hear

from one of their own.

And that would be...

Who?
You!

We'll catch up later.
You two have fun, okay?

All right.

Dang, man, you never

let me have no fun.

Parker, I'm here at Navala.

What's next,
you sequence my DNA?

Don't worry,
our DNA sequencer

is down right now.

When my head recruiter
told me that

Artemis37 is seeking
new employment,

I just had to arrange a meeting.

My hacker days are behind me.

I'm looking to settle down,
professionally.

Dr. Bosco Fox.

Pleased to meet you.

Tell me, why does one of
the most infamous hackers

of their generation want
to work for my little

pharmaceutical company?

I'd hardly call
this company little.

Part of me going legit
is looking for a home

that will allow me to
rise to my full potential.

And we both know
the future is

in the marriage
of tech and pharma.

Exactly.

Well, I can say
without hesitation

that we would be honored

to have your exceptional talent
at our company.

Aw.

Let me show you around.

I can't believe Riley
found Pamela's phone so fast.

I know, I thought
it would lead us

to where Auntie was killed,
but there's clearly

no treated body of water
around here.

Plus, the phone's movement
doesn't match

anyone around us.

It's not moving that fast.

It's... like it's
flowing with water.

In a... pipe.

It's in the storm sewer system.

Stretches of lead pipe would
intermittently block the signal.

That's probably why the police
couldn't find it earlier.

I see it!

Out of reach,

but we can pick it up
at the next stop.

Well, it's in the gutter.

How does it still
have a signal?

I have no idea.

But I'm not gonna question it.

Here, can you, uh... help me?

Using a hollow pipe
and some rope, you can build

a simple catch pole
that functions the same way

as the ones used
by animal control officers.

Add a plastic bag

to the end of that catch pole
and you've made

the perfect device for skimming
a phone off the surface

of moving water.

All right, let me know
when it's close.

Yeah.

Well, the phone's almost here.

I see it, I see it, I see it.
Close, yeah.

Yeah, got it!

Ah!

Waterproof case.

Thank goodness.
What was Auntie up to?

Hopefully there's
something on here

that could help explain what
really happened to her.

And this is
our nanotechnology team.

They're working on the use
of nanobots in medicine.

Nanobots?

Really?

The potential
of this technology is

really limitless.

Once introduced
into the body,

nanobots can be used

as sensors to collect
health data in real-time,

dispense medication
with specific dosage

and timing.

They can even be
instructed to sequence

your DNA to allow
for medical treatment

customized to your unique

molecular makeup.

Sounds powerful.

And dangerous.

All of mankind's greatest
achievements were called

dangerous at some point.

But don't worry.

These are just...

prototypes.

And what are the applications
in other fields?

Defense? Security?

We're strictly focused
on medical applications.

Oh, come on, you're running
a business here.

I'm su-- I'm sure you've
considered other ways

in which these could be used
to increase profits.

I want to make people healthier.

I didn't consider
how this could increase profits.

I considered

how it could change the world.

Come... look at this.

We're testing the use of
nanobots in prosthetic limbs

to simulate the sensation
of human touch.

She can feel that?

They're integrating
with her brain.

And telling her mind
what it feels like.

They can be
programmed

to transmit all
types of sensations.

Kind of sounds
like mind control.

A matter of perspective.

And how long do
these nanobots last

once they're in the body?

They're designed to stay
in the body indefinitely.

They're just a vessel
for receiving all types

of health-saving
programs.

Shall we continue?

Actually, I have to go.

But you've given me
a lot to think about.

I'll be in touch.

I got to admit.

That was pretty cool
talking to those kids.

Mm-hmm, they loved you.

Did you see their faces
just light up?

That was sweet.

I'm glad I did it.

But now you know,
if you liked that,

there is an opening down
at the rec center

for an assistant director.

I mean, you could create
all kind of programs.

And inspire
the next generation.

Ma, I already
have a job.

At a think tank, I know.

I didn't raise you
to be a thinker.

I raised you to be a doer.
Ma.

Because the way I see it,
there is no higher calling

than going back

and giving back to the community
that made you.

There's a stop sign.

Stop sign!

- Hold on!
- What are you doing?!

Slow down!

Dial Mac!

Dial Mac and put it on speaker!

I can't-- Okay...
Hit the send button!

The send-- Stop dr-- M-Mom!

Hey, Boze, are you
with your mom?

Somebody is chasing us!

They're gonna catch up to us!

Can you find a spot to
pull an S-hook swerve and duck?

S-hook. That could work.

Your wig crooked.

The hell you expect?

Now what was that about?!

Mac, any idea
why they were chasing us?

Yes. We found Auntie's phone.
And based on the evidence

on it, they're coming
after Lauretta next.

This trip alarm
should do the trick.

Are you okay?

Hey, yeah.

We're okay. I just
figured-- mm!

Whoever was after
me wouldn't think

to look at Grandpa
Mac's old cabin.

Who's after you?

I don't know.

Somebody want to tell me
what the hell's going on?

We found Auntie's phone.

On it, evidence
she was investigating

some kind of water pollution
conspiracy.

She had emails from the labs
about the water samples

she was testing
for pollutants.

We found
this text message.

"Whatever you think
you've found, drop it.

If you go to the cops or
the city council, we'll know."

I don't think she did stop,
found evidence

of water pollution, and somebody
killed her to cover it up.

I need to loop
my colleagues in on this.

- They'll know if we go to the cops.
- Agreed.

I think we need to be discreet.

And the best way
to do that is to finish

Auntie's investigation
ourselves.

We keep it in the family.

For now.

Show me what you've got.

Are you sure
Pamela didn't mention

anything
about the investigation?

Well, I wish she had.

Maybe she'd still be alive.

Or maybe you'd be dead, too.

Whoever was tailing
us was a pro.

The kind of fixer hired
to make problems

go away without a trace.

You have a lot of experience

being chased
by professional fixers, huh?

Wait, this is interesting.

Overtime approvals for...

MCPD unis.

Well, yeah, I-I saw that, but
I thought it was just work

from her job at the
oversight committee.

Well, maybe not.
I mean, those unis

were monitoring
a special works project

outside a Celes Engine plant.

Celes? That's right
off of Mission River.

So then Auntie
must have suspected

that they were
polluting the river.

That sounds like a lead.

And if it were, you'd know
where to look, right?
Yeah.

Okay, take Desi with you,
check it out.

I'll wait with Wilt
and make sure Lauretta's

safe in the meantime.

You've got this, gumshoe.

Riley, there you are.
What happened?

Yeah, sorry about that.

Was a little freaked out about
everything I saw on the tour.

I'm fine now.
I heard everything over comms.

I can't imagine
what you're going through.

You were in the
belly of the beast.

But I do know what it's like
to not feel

comfortable in your own body.

I just want to get
these things out of me.

Well, the tech Dr. Fox
was describing is too similar

to the nano-trackers
in your system

to be a coincidence.

We need hard evidence
before we can move against them.

So let's swipe their prototypes.

Compare them to my blood sample.

We have to assume
Navala's nanobots have

the same tracking capabilities

as the ones inside you.

Which means Navala would
know if they were stolen.

Smart play would be to develop
an asset on the inside.

So let's get it.

I know the layout
of their building now.

We can get what we need
off their servers.

Navala's security
is as high-tech as their R&D.

And even if we could
get past it,

you've used your real identity
for access.

You're in their system now.

They'll see you coming
a mile away.

It won't be me.

I know the perfect crew
for a job like this.

Quickest way to find out

if they're polluting the river

is to check on
their hydro processing center.

See that? No handles
on the doors,

which means it only unlocks
by motion sensor on the inside.

Okay, well,
blow my mind, Houdini.

Or should I call you gumshoe?

Hey, that nickname
was hard-earned.

Okay, well, that I have to hear.

Well, when I first
moved in with the Bozers,

Milton would sometimes
bring his cases home.

Saw that I was fascinated
and indulged my curiosity.

Now,

I was no Lemony Snicket,

but I actually managed to help
him with a couple big solves.

Sounds like he was lucky
to have you.

No, I was the lucky one.

Just one of the many ways
the Bozers stepped up

when I moved in to make me feel
like I was a part of the family.

Milton would let me
help him with his work,

Lauretta signed me up

for every science fair
that she could find...

...and Auntie would take me to
the library whenever I wanted.

You and Auntie's
special place is the library.

No wonder the memorial brick
is so... loaded.

Yeah, well,

I can't really think
about that right now.

Not until I find out
who killed her.

I owe her that much.

Most secure exits
use passive infrared sensors

that detect heat and movement
in order to unlock.

Fortunately for us,

it can't differentiate
between someone moving inside

or, say, a cloud of vapor

slipping through the cracks.

That should be the
water processing

center console there.

Just give me a second.

The plant just installed

a state-of-the-art
water reclamation center.

It only reuses recycled water.
They've gone full green.

But if the factory isn't behind
the water conspiracy,

why would Auntie Pamela
be looking into them?

- I don't know.
- Hey!

You're not authorized
to be there.

Give me
one reason

why I shouldn't call the police.

Well, for the same reasons
we're not gonna report

the code violations that
we've witnessed here today.

Quality control?

Corporate didn't say anything
about a visit.

That would defeat the purpose.

Lucky for you,

we're not here on an inspection.

We're actually investigating
a claim about water quality.

They finally sent somebody
out about that, huh?

Do you mind walking us through it?
It's all in my report.

A few months ago,
engine parts started corroding

after the pressure wash.

We were using Mission City
municipal water,

but when we contacted
the city about it,

they denied the problem.

What about the special works
project outside the plant?

That's to switch
to the neighboring township

water supply.

But the crazy thing is,

the company that's treating
the water for Mission City

actually paid
for the whole thing.

Can we get a look
at that report?

I'm telling you, you
should have seen him.

He was driving
like Evel Knievel.

Where'd you learn to
drive like that, son?

Uh, stunt driving school.

The perimeter alarm.

Take your mother and hide.

I'll distract them.
Dad, no.

Don't argue with me. Go, go.

You're trespassing
on private property

and intimidating
an officer of the law.

We don't want any trouble
from you, Detective.

But do we need to talk
to your wife.

We need that orthophosphate
report her friend gave her.

She's not here.

Then who were you
just talking to?

I'll deal with him.

Search outside,
she couldn't have gone far.

It's okay, it's okay.

Just...

relax.

What the...?

Pops, down here.

Breathe through this, follow me.

Did you set
the house on fire?
No.

I used one of Mac's
old smoke bombs

to trigger the alarm.

Your shoulder. Is it okay?

I'm fine. Where's your mother?

What are you waiting for,
chauffeur service? Get in!

So the factory's not
the one covering it up?

No. Something's off
with the municipal water supply,

and, uh, a company
called Oasa Industries

is trying to sweep it
under the rug.

They even covered the cost
to disconnect the factory

from city water in order
to keep it quiet.

But what are they hiding?

What do they think you know
that's worth killing over?

Well, they weren't
asking what she knows,

it was more about what
they think she has,

an orthophosphates report.

Do you specifically remember
them saying "orthophosphates"?

Yeah. Why?

I know what Oasa Industries

is trying to cover up.

River water, it...

may seem like a cheap
and bountiful source,

but it's notoriously harder
to treat

for proper corrosion control.

That's what orthophosphates
are used in?

Yeah. Oasa probably
thought that skipping them

was an easy way to
save money. It is.

But they didn't account for
years of forest fire runoff

that's made the
river more acidic.

And as that water
flows through miles

of aging infrastructure,

it eats away at the shielding
that's inside of the pipes.

Mac, you said

that Mission City
used lead pipes.

So that protection...
Was the only thing

stopping toxic amounts
of lead from leaching

into Mission City's
drinking water.

You don't mean like what
happened in Flint, Michigan?

The town is slowly
being poisoned.

So many families are drinking
that water. So many children.

Well, we can't let them
get away with this.

If we act now,
we can minimize the damage,

we can stop more people
from getting hurt.

But we're gonna
need that report,

and a-a water sample
from where Auntie was killed.

I'll go with you.

What about Auntie's evidence?

Well, if it's something
that she gave

to me, I know where it is:
city hall.

Let's go get it
and let's end this.

Delivery for a
Lisa Winterhalder?

You can leave it here.

Is there a bathroom I can use?

Sorry, employees only.

Okay, uh,
I don't mean to be gross,

but I'm kind of
having an "emergency."

So, uh, if you don't
want this marble

looking like a crime scene...

Thanks.

Cameras are down. You're clear.

Approaching the stairs.

Third floor, follow the hall,
take a left.

Ah...

Easy-peasy, dudes are sleazy.
Don't get cocky.

You're not done yet.

:
There's someone still here.

What? Everyone should be
done for the day.

Sara, what do I always say?

People can be hacked, too.

Yes, yes. Hang tight, Brooklyn.

We're handling it.

That's good. You've got this.

I think I just gave myself away.

Breathe.

Just breathe.

I can't go back to juvie.

I can't.

You're almost there.

I'll never get cocky again.

I couldn't figure out
the chlorine levels

in Auntie's lungs before,
but it's roughly equivalent

to what's found in treated water

before it travels
through the pipes.

So, if we can match
a fresh sample from this

to what was found in her lungs,

we have our crime scene.

Spoken like a true detective.

Well, I learned from the best.

I'm not sure I meant that
as a compliment.

Detectives have a way
of disassociating

their feelings
and their emotions

from their investigation.

Yeah. I can't even begin
to process what happened

until after we solve this.

But after you do,
would you begin to process then?

Or just find another problem
that needs solving?

When you moved in with us,
you were in shock.

You wouldn't talk--
barely eating.

Wasn't until that one night,
I caught you watching me

study that case file
I brought home.

You took to it
like a moth to a flame.

:
I remember.

It was actually
you who taught me

that solving problems
could help people.

And helping you was what
gave me purpose back then.

You had a very scientific mind,
you couldn't turn it off.

And I realized that you needed
problems to fixate on,

but problems you could solve.

Otherwise you'd focus
on problems you couldn't solve,

like why your mom died.

Or why your dad left.

I think that's still true.

I was giving you a tool.

But I'm afraid
you've made it a crutch,

moving from problem to problem,
never processing

the trauma you've been
distracting yourself from.

You know what? I-I think
this is it, right here.

I just need a few things
to prove my hypothesis.

Oh, yeah.

You need a live wire?

Yeah, so, the conductivity
test will determine acidity.

But first,

these tablets will test for
the presence of orthophosphates.

Red means that they're
absent, blue means

that they're
actually...You know what?

Just do your thing.

Now we just let those settle
and we'll know for sure.

I don't think that's necessary.

Searching the premises
without a warrant,

you lose your badge.

Well, actually, these are
public utilities on lease.

So as per city bylaws,

I am well within
my jurisdiction.

Hmm.

No orthophosphates.

Which means you're under arrest.

I don't see any backup
to help you enforce that.

You know what, he's right.

Maybe we should listen to him.

We don't want an 11-60
on our hands, do we?

I'm putting...
putting my weapon down.

Clear.

11-60. Burst water main.

This gumshoe picked up
some police codes

solving cases with you.

That's for
threatening my wife.

We got to get out of here.

So,
when I was first elected,

there were some people
who didn't think I...

"deserved" to be here,

got me assigned
to the worst office.

Wow, Mrs. Bozer, I really...

I really love
what you did with the place.

Pam helped me spruce it up.

That's how she found out
that the building

was connected to the old
pneumatic tube system.

No one else used it.

It was our little secret.

You think that's how she sent
the report to you?
She would always

send me little notes
to brighten my day, and...

...I'd be the only one
to know to look here.

This has to be the file.

Look, Ma.

Thanks to Auntie...

we're gonna save
the whole city.

It's time to finish
what she started.

Bozer, stay with your mom.
I'll go check it out.

Don't move.

No!
Come on, Ma, let's go!

Get under here.

Get... get under here.
What?

And don't come out for any reason.

Watch yourself.
All right.

What would Mac do?

You done picked the wrong
mama's boy to mess with.

Mom!
What?

I told you not to come out.

But I'm so glad you did,

Mama.

That's what I'm saying.

Come on.

Oh, whoa!

Oh!

Lauretta.

Oh, thank God it's you.
I didn't have it in me

to take down another one.

Where's Desi?

Whoa!

You guys all right down there?

She's got my blessing.

Making coffee

with bottled water.

Guess it's the new normal, huh?

That was the chief.

The president
of Oasa Industries,

all their fixers, everyone
involved in the cover-up

is being brought up on charges.

It's a good start.

But our work
has only just begun.

So, Wilt, you gonna make
your mother wait on you

hand and foot, or you gonna
get in this kitchen

and help me make breakfast?

I'm coming, Mama.
Come on.

You made a real difference

in the community.

I just want you to remember
that feeling, okay?

I know what
you're getting at, but...

I can't take the job
at the rec center.

I just need you
to believe me

when I say
I'm making a difference,

even if it's not the way
you think I should be.

Oh, I know.

Because you don't work
at a think tank.

You're a government agent.

Huh? Where-where did you...

Oh, uh...? Well, you better
give your mother some credit.

Look, all the fancy driving,

that little move you
pulled at the cabin.

Oh, and then
the vague think tank.

Come on.

Ma, I wanted
to tell you, but...

I'm guessing you couldn't,
right?

You know,

I always wanted to raise a son

that understood the importance
of giving back.

But now...

I see you paying it forward
in a much bigger way.

I couldn't be more proud.

:
I love you.
I love you, too.

We spent all night
going through Navala's files.

Research, communication,
personnel.

And what did you find out?
Nothing.

No communication
from the Broker.

Nothing that connects

Dr. Fox or the company

to Banja Luka.

So Dr. Fox is clean?

Navala's a dead end?

No, not exactly.
Security's tight.

The only thing that leaves
that building is the people.

So that got us thinking:

who's left the building recently
and didn't come back?

Meet Orson Marcato.

Left Navala
six months ago

after some
of his more radical proposals

were vetoed.

Footage from the day
he was fired.

That's the same canister design

used for the tear gas
in Banja Luka.

Yes. We even ran his face

through facial recognition,
and we found this.

Orson stole the tech

and developed it himself.

Then used Banja Luka

as his clinical trial.

This is the mastermind
we need to find.

Excellent work, both of you.

Actually, it wasn't just us.

In order to pull this off,
I had to use the Brink.

We had to move quickly,
and they were our best option.

I know you gave me strict orders

not to involve them
in Phoenix business,

so I'm prepared
to face the consequences.

No, you made the right call.

I may have been
a little bit hasty in my...

assessment of your collective.

Thanks. But really,

I just want to get this guy
and get these things out of me.

The lab is doing
everything in its power

to make that happen,

but since the nano-trackers

are based on Navala's design,

Riley... they could live
in your system indefinitely.

- No.
- Riley,

we will do everything we can
to help you and Mac.

The best way to do that
is to find Marcato

before he executes
another trial run.

We will find him, Riley.

I promise.

Anybody home?

I still have a key,
remember?

Right. Uh, Desi's at the store.
You want a beer?

No, thanks.
I'm all right.

So...

I wanted to apologize.

Haven't been around much,
and when I have,

I've been distracted.
Ah.

Truth is,
I've been avoiding you.

Like the plague.

Well, that was more direct
than I expected.

Mm-hmm.

After Italy, I...

I just wanted to forget
about these things in me.

In both of us.

I thought I was okay...

but after yesterday,

I'm more scared
than I've ever been.

Hey.

I get it.

They scare me, too.

However...

we will get through this,
together, I promise.

:
Yeah.

What's this?

That is a brick for Auntie's,
uh, memorial garden.

At the Mission City library.

"For showing me how to dream

"with open eyes,

"travel without moving my feet,

"and rest
in the power of knowledge.

Love, Angus."

I'm so tired of losing family.

But given what we do, I mean...

I just fear it's always
just a matter of time.

You're never gonna lose me.

We're family.

Forever.

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