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Previously on "NCIS..."

Emmanuel "Manny" Delgado.

38, serving ten years
for armed robbery.

Not even the prison guards know
that Torres is undercover.

Hey,
that guy that visited you yesterday,

- who was that?
- My mom's boyfriend.

He's, uh, helping me out
with all the legal problems.

Helping you out, huh?

Look, I know you think I'm full of crap.

- But I really was framed.
- I believe you.

I found him, sis.
The bastard's still alive.

And he's still doing it.

So wh-what do you want?

What I always wanted.

To watch you die.

Hey.

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Nicky, what are you doing out of bed?

- You hurt my mother!
- Nico!

The kid's a fighter, huh?

- Enough!
- No!

Don't you dare coddle him!

Or he'll get the belt next.

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Hey, buddy?

Hope you won.

What?

Your cheek. What happened?

Whiskey shot.

Double.

And a bottle to go.

Whoa.

Look, I got a brother in the program...

Pour the drink.

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Nick?

Nick.

Rough weekend, huh?

I guess so.

Did you even go home?

Oh, guess not.

Anything you want to talk about?

I'd rather brush my teeth.

Top right drawer.

Oh, thank you.

Agent Parker, my office.

Any chance this could wait, Director?

Now, please.

Go.

Good morning, Leon.

It's not.

The head...

of NCIS Cyber Division

- resigned over the weekend.
- Agent Barnhart?

- You sound surprised.
- I am.

He was a good man.
We just talked last week.

Yeah, I know, and during
that conversation you apparently

convinced him to quit.

That's not what I remember.

So you didn't encourage him

to seek a better paying job
in the private sector?

No. Not in so many words.

And what does that mean?

It means I was honest.
He expressed second thoughts

about being an agent, and
I said that was understandable.

This job isn't for everybody.

Parker, you got in his head.

I didn't have to. He obviously had

one foot out the door.

That's not your call to make.

Until now.

Given you're so attuned

as to who is
and who's not up to the job,

I'm putting you in charge

of finding the new head of NCIS Cyber.

Résumé sorting in my spare time?

I suggest you make it full time,
because until you find

a suitable replacement,

I've reassigned another agent
to fill that vacancy.

Okay, Curtis.

You are back online.

You're a lifesaver, McGee.

When Agent Barnhart quit,

the security codes changed and I...

accidentally locked myself
out of the system.

Your text said that
this was an emergency.

I couldn't check my email
for almost 20 minutes.

Yeah, and I broke several traffic laws

rushing to get over here.

That's not all you broke.

Pretty sure jumping the median
killed your alignment.

You said I had the right of way.

And you turned left.

Do you two always drive together?

It's the last Monday of the
month. Car pool coffee day.

- That's adorable.
- Except, thanks to you,

the only thing we got
this morning was the car pool.

I give up.

Where do the tech trolls
keep their caffeine?

What?

You can't say "tech troll."

You say it all the time.

Yeah, well, that's different. I am one.

Actually, now that Director Vance

put you in charge down here,

- you're the troll king.
- Relax, Curtis.

This is a temporary assignment.

I am still a field agent, okay?

And I'm still waiting
for an answer, Your Majesty.

Try the fridge over there.

Is that my email?

No, it is a Navy Yard security alert.

Probably a BOLO for Agent Barnhart.

Looks like he emptied
the fridge on his way out.

Boysenberry Caf-POW!?

I don't think
this is about office theft.

The FBI just entered the
building to serve an arrest warrant.

You have the right to an attorney.

If you cannot afford one,

one will be provided for you.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

- Agent Parker, long time.
- Not long enough.

You want to tell me
what you're doing, Colfax?

I think the handcuffs give it away.

Hey, Nick, whatever this is,

we're gonna get it
straightened out, okay?

First Gibbs, now this one?
You always stick up

- for the wrong people, Alden.
- What are you talking about?

Read the warrant.

Nick.

Nick.

Wait, what is...?

What's going on? Is this for real?

- Looks like it.
- What are the charges?

Just one.

Murder.

This is Alden Parker
for Deputy Director Sweeney.

And I'm gonna keep calling
until I get some answers.

Hello?

- They hung up on me.
- You're so lucky.

Still on hold?

Yeah,
this Muzak is giving me a headache.

Well, might be the Caf-POW!
You know they discontinued

boysenberry in 2013.

That would explain the aftertaste.

He knows damn well what this is about.

You tell him that I...

What, hello?

- The FBI hung up.
- Yeah, same here.

- The U.S. Attorney's office?
- Indefinite hold.

So what we know from Nick's
warrant is all we know.

All right, the FBI thinks
Nick shot this man,

Maurice Riva, around 11:00 p.m.
Friday night.

Either of you recognize this guy?

- No.
- No, but two days is a fast arrest.

FBI must have a solid case.

The Justice Department
certainly thinks so.

- They won't let us investigate.
- No.

Given the conflict of interest,

NCIS has been publicly ordered
to stay off this case.

And... privately, Director?

Well, privately, I know
how hard this is on all of us.

Which is why I'm not
assigning any new cases.

It is important

that you take some time to process.

"Process"?

In any way

that you see fit.

Yeah. Vance. I'm on my way.

You heard the man.

Well, I'm gonna pull some
background on Maurice Riva.

We need to find his connection to Nick.

I can answer that.

Colonel Campbell, it's good to see you.

Agent McGee, given the
circumstances, call me Lucia.

Nick's sister.

Please have a seat, Colonel.

Actually, I retired
from JAG two years ago.

Started a local firm,
which is how I found out

about my brother's arrest warrant.

The signing judge is a friend.

- This friend give you any details?
- She didn't have to.

Maurice Riva is the man
who abused my family.

And Nick is under arrest for his murder.

Well, in that case, maybe...

you just start from the beginning.

That was almost 30 years ago.

When Nick and I were kids.

My mother witnessed a crime in Colombia,

and we were forced to flee to Miami.

We had no money and no connections.

Until we met a man who offered

to help my mother get a job...

and a green card.

- Maurice Riva.
- Yes.

He was kind at first.

And Mom fell in love.

Our American dream was coming true.

Until we...

found out that someone
had stolen her identity

and used it to commit fraud.

Well, that's a nightmare for anyone.

Let alone a recent immigrant.

Which is why Mom wanted
to go to the police.

But Riva

got violent.

He threatened to have us deported.

He was the one that stole her identity.

So his abuse continued.

For all of us.

I'm sorry.

Then, one day, he left

and we never heard from him again.

I was relieved, but...

you know Nick.

The bad guy got away.

Ever since, Nick has been

obsessed with getting justice.

I think it's ultimately
why he became an agent.

And you became a lawyer.

I've been telling my brother

this same thing for 30 years.

Justice will come.

Someday.

Algún día.

It became our code.

Looks like "someday" did come.

Okay, so Nick had motive,

but why now?

The day of the murder, my brother...

left me a voicemail.

I found him, sis.

You know who I'm talking about.

The bastard's still alive.

And he's still doing it.

I love you.

I tried calling back all weekend,
but no answer.

The optics are not good.

My brother is not a murderer.

And as his lawyer, I intend to prove it.

We don't let little brothers
go down without a fight.

Getting our
hands on the FBI case file

- is the only way to help Nick.
- I would agree.

Then what is wrong with hacking the FBI?

Hacking is illegal.

True. But it's for the greater good.

Have you seen
any Mission: Impossibles?

I think we should stick to
Mission: Don't Go to Jail.

I also think you should sit down.

You've run a half-marathon
since you came in here.

No, it's just, just nerves about Nick.

Or it could be an allergic reaction

to that expired Caf-POW!

You could have a heart attack.

Not on my watch.

You narc'd on me?

Better safe than sorry.

I agree, which is why I'm here
to take my GF's BP.

Okay, well, your GF is PO'd.

Just pretend like I'm not here.

Just go back to helping Nick.

Well, for that, we need case files.

The FBI aren't
the only ones that have some.

When Riva's body was discovered,

local police were first on the scene.

And they wrote reports?

Ooh.

Reports my deputy friend

just sent over.

Mission: Accomplished.

The evidence at the scene
must be pretty strong, right?

Wrong. No murder weapon,

no witnesses,

and the only evidence
that points to Nick

is a fingerprint found
on the victim's gold ring.

Well, that's enough to justify
bringing in Nick for questioning.

But not nearly enough for an arrest.

The FBI must have more.

So we do need to hack them.

Uh, right now it looks
like someone's hacking us.

It's the FBI.
McGee sent me up to warn you.

They're... ♪ Back. ♪

Shutting down the entire system

is completely unnecessary.

Oh, relax. It's only temporary

while I download data from
Agent Torres's workstation.

Right, something you could have done,

you know, at his workstation.

Mmm, did you read my warrant?

I don't have to. You clearly
have no idea what you're doing.

Agent Rose always knows
what she's doing.

I didn't get this job, for my smile.

You enjoying your time at NCIS, Parker?

Not as much as you are.
Killing the entire network?

Like I told your tech troll,
I have a warrant.

Actually, I'm not a tech troll.
I'm a senior field agent, okay?

Oh, fooled me.

What the hell does that mean? What...

She's messing with you, McGee.

Just like she's messing with us.

You don't want data from Torres,

you want it from the entire team.

I know what I'm doing.

What are you doing?

Investigating NCIS
for accessory to murder.

After local police ID'd
Agent Torres as a suspect,

the FBI took over the case
and we searched his apartment.

We found a video on his computer.

A video meant for you.

To my team, if you're watching this,
I've been arrested,

and, McGee, you hacked my cloud.

I was getting to it.

I know you all want to help me.

But don't.

Because I'm going to find
the man who hurt my family...

...and I'm going to kill him.

You see the problem.

Okay, we-we've never seen
that video before.

But now that we have,
we need to talk to Torres now.

He's a little busy.

Because I'm going to find
the man who hurt my family...

...and I'm going to kill him.

Metadata proves this
video was recorded at

Agent Torres's apartment
an hour before the murder.

Plenty of time to drive across town

and make good on his threat.

That's all it is. A threat.

We know Agent Torres was at that house.

We have his fingerprints.

On the murder weapon?

No, the murder weapon hasn't been found.

You can't say for sure
what happened that night.

The FBI talked to the sister.

We know the family history,

and Agent Torres was out for blood.

In fact... he confessed to it.

We don't know what happened after Torres

recorded that video, if it's even real.

My department analyzed that footage

for digital alterations or forgeries.

There were none.

You mind if we double-check?

You questioning the integrity
of the FBI?

- Not yet.
- My people are the best.

So are mine, Agent Rose.

Including Agent Torres.

I respect loyalty, Director.

Good, then you can understand
why it's hard for us to believe

that one of our own
is a cold-blooded killer.

Fine. NCIS can process the footage.

Under my supervision.

We better hope this video is a fake.

Well, if it is, this is a frame job.

But why go through that kind of trouble?

No idea, but I'm open to any explanation

other than what it looks like.

Okay, so what else do we
know about the victim?

On paper, Riva seems clean.

A successful lawyer, no priors.

Even coaches Little League.

Great, so it sounds like he gave up

taking advantage
of vulnerable immigrants.

Maybe not.

He started dating a woman
named Marta De Leon.

A recent immigrant

who's got a son in prison for fraud.

Same crime Torres's
mother was set up for.

- Coincidence?
- We plan to find out.

Elvis?

Do I want to know?

- Probably not.
- Probably not.

I guess this marks
our first crime as a couple.

Transporting the body from the coroner

to the funeral home is not a crime.

With a pit stop at NCIS.

You said this was the best way to

confirm the coroner's findings.

Oh, it is.

Then what is the problem?

Oh, there is no problem.

I think we should role-play more often.

We pretended to be undertakers.

You looked really good
driving a stolen hearse.

A borrowed hearse that
needs to be returned to

my friend's mortuary by end of business.

Plus, if we don't get this body to

the funeral home soon,

we will be committing a crime.

So let's stay on task.

Well, the coroner's already done

most of the hard work for us.

Cause of death should be,

yeah, a single gunshot
wound to the chest.

No stippling or powder burns.

Autopsy report
confirms a ...38 caliber slug

was retrieved, but no match was found.

He has some swelling
and discoloration here.

Does the report say that this man

was in a fight before he was shot?

Yep, and it places time of
death just after 11:00 p.m.

That sound about right?

Jimmy?

His hair is brittle.

Yeah, so are his fingernails.

Does it say that in there?

Uh...

no.

Is that important?

It could be. But, to confirm,

I'm gonna need some
extra time with the body.

How much time?

I appreciate
you coming in early to help.

Ms. De Leon doesn't speak much English,

and our usual translator
is under arrest.

Have you talked to Nick yet?

No, no. The FBI is stonewalling us.

Same here.

What do you mean?

I mean, the FBI scheduled
Nick's arraignment for tomorrow,

and he still hasn't called me.

Or any lawyer. I checked.

- He knows better than that.
- Exactly.

Could the FBI have a legal reason for

denying my brother an attorney?

No. Have you mentioned
this to Director Vance?

My next stop when we're done here.

Actually, before we go in,

I confess I didn't ask you here

to just translate Ms. De Leon.

You brought me in to relate to her.

Either she knows the truth
about Riva's criminal past

but was too scared to tell the police...

Or she's about to learn the truth

and have her whole world
turned upside down.

No.

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She didn't know.

Picked up on that.

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Wait. Did she say "laptop"?

She says Riva left his
laptop at her apartment,

but she's willing to bring it to NCIS.

Ah.

Gracias. Gracias.

Help my son.

Please.

All right,
temporal analysis just came back.

I'm missing frames.

Compression data is loaded
with digital artifacts.

Yeah. This video's a mess.

It was made on a severely
outdated computer.

- What do you expect?
- To run another test.

You've run every program
in the book. The video is real.

There is a program
that is not in the book.

That is because I wrote it.

Spoken like a true tech troll.

Actually, down here,
I am the troll king.

Sounds like someone
finally accepted the throne.

Ah, my kingdom for some good news.

- Elvis has left the building.
- Hmm.

Oh, is that some sort of code
for stealing the dead body?

Yeah, we heard about that.

NCIS has got guts.

But too bad that's all you got.

Maybe not. There's my program.

And what does it say?

Video of Nick is real.

Thank you.

- It's been a pleasure.
- For you maybe.

But Nick's arraignment is tomorrow,

and he doesn't have a lawyer.
Want to explain that?

She doesn't seem like the type of person

to back down from a fight.

She knows something.

Going up?

We're in the basement.
Up is the only option.

There's another one.

Are you here to threaten me?

Would it work?

In that case,

I'm here to appeal to your better angels

and ask the FBI to give
my teammate a fair shake.

Save it.

Your director already played
the loyalty card.

We protect our own at all costs, right?

Actually, no, we don't.

This isn't about loyalty to each other

or even loyalty to the badge.

We're federal agents
with a higher calling.

Our only loyalty is to the truth.

Have you been practicing that?

A little. Did I rush it?

- No. No, it was good.
- How good?

- What do you want?
- To know what you know.

I know you're wrong
about the arraignment.

It was moved.

Moved to when?

It's happening right now,

as in this very minute.

Does my brother have a lawyer?

Knight ran inside to find out.

I'm gonna have to call you back.

Rose was right. The arraignment
started 20 minutes ago.

- Why aren't you in there?
- I wasn't allowed.

It's a closed hearing.
No public, no media.

They only do that for security reasons.

Or a special request.

Request from who?

Hey!

- Colfax!
- Get him out of here.

Hold on. Hold on. Wait a second.

Wait a second! Nick!

Nick!

Sorry, Alden.

- Looks like you just missed him.
- What is this?

Quit playing games with my agent.

- Is that what you think is going on?
- I think

you're gonna tell me
what's going on now.

Wake up.

- It's called justice!
- Not without the Sixth Amendment!

Agent Torres was given his rights.

- What about the closed hearing?
- His request.

Guess he was too ashamed
to face his friends.

- What? Why?
- Because your boy just pled guilty.

That's unfortunate.

I appreciate you taking my call.

U.S. Attorney finally pick up?

Everything Colfax said is true.

Nick waived his right to a lawyer.

What? What about the closed hearing?

Part of his guilty plea.

That does not sound like Nick.

Going rogue? Isolating himself
from friends and family?

Well, maybe that part,

but he would never take
a plea deal if he didn't do it.

Well, that's the part
that's worrying me.

How many times does he need to
confess before we believe him?

No. No, we must be missing something.

We are. That was the U.S. Marshals.

Until sentencing,

Nick is being moved
to Brunswick Federal Prison.

Brunswick? That's where
he was just undercover.

No, if he moves back there,

the inmates will know
he's a cop. They'll kill him.

That was another condition
of Nick's plea deal.

He wants to go back there.

Why would he risk his life?

He wouldn't.

Not without a good reason.

Look who else is an inmate.

Reymundo De Leon,
Riva's latest fraud victim.

Well, that can't be a coincidence.

We are missing something.

What is that on my desk?

Mailroom just dropped it off.

Expecting a special delivery?

Not this special. These are
copies of the FBI case files.

That's everything that we've
been looking for. Who sent them?

I don't know. It doesn't... doesn't say.

- Can we trust them?
- We don't have a choice.

And Nick doesn't have much time.

Secure the
transport yard for inmate arrival.

Place your personal items
in the storage bin.

Yeah, yeah, I know.

Wish I knew you were a cop
the last time you were in here.

- So you could blow my cover?
- So I could warn you

that going after a Russian
gangster was a bad idea.

Well, he's dead now.

Yeah.

But some of his friends aren't.

This time around, I suggest
you keep a low profile.

He's a cop!

You're a narc!

So much for low profile.

Dead man walking. Just watch your back.

You ain't so tough now, huh?

You ain't gonna last a day in here.

I'll beat you blind!

Reymundo De Leon

was found guilty of $250,000
worth of insurance fraud.

That poor kid.

Rey's name and ID numbers
were on the forged documents,

but police never found
the missing money.

Yeah, 'cause it went
straight to Riva's pocket.

Mm. Be nice if we could prove it.

I pulled the bank accounts, but

every account keeps
a consistently low balance.

- What about, uh, offshore accounts?
- Working on it.

But there's a reason rich
people use 'em.

Privacy.

Mm. And the laptop

Reymundo's mom gave us
hasn't been much help either.

I can't get past the encryption.

- Who can?
- That'd be me.

Not even a hello?

- He's a little nervous.
- About getting into the laptop?

About you getting into his head,

like you did with his former boss.

I wasn't the reason

that Agent Barnhart quit.

- Hmm.
- I wasn't playing mind games.

Go, McGee.

We got a problem.

I've been going
through the FBI case files.

What did Colfax do this time?

No, the problem isn't the FBI.

It's Nick's sister.

That's the guy. That's him.

Man, we're gonna bust him up.

Rey.

Hey, man.

Nice to see a friendly face in here.

Is that what you think I am?

'Cause you're wrong.

You killed the only man
trying to get me out of here.

Maurice Riva put you in here.

- I want to help you.
- Yeah?

And who's gonna help you?

NCIS Agent Torres.

Heard you were back.

For real this time.

Bad luck for you.

No.

The last time, I was in
your interrogation room.

Now you are in mine.

Mm. You got questions?

I got unfinished business.

Talking to the NCIS
made me look like a rat.

Well, if the cheese fits.

That's enough!

Break it up, Lev.

You misunderstand, Officer.

I was saying hello to an old friend.

Well, now say goodbye.

Goodbye.

For now.

I didn't realize

I was coming in to see a dead body.

You're not.

Not exactly.

I'm not sure I want to see these either.

Oh, I promise, it's worth it.

'Cause it proves your
brother is innocent.

Are you serious?

Blood reports just came back and confirm

that the victim had previously

undiagnosed hypothyroidism,

which causes brittle hair, fingernails,

and lowers core body temperature.

Which changes the time of death.

To approximately one hour later.

During the time
Nick was seen in a local bar.

The FBI talked to the bartender.
My brother has an alibi.

Yeah. But you don't.

- Excuse me?
- We've been trying

to figure out why Nick would confess

to a crime he didn't commit.

He's protecting his sister.

What are you talking about?

Your phone records
are in the FBI case files.

I did some extra digging.

You left a voicemail for Nick
on the night of the murder.

A voicemail you failed to mention.

I told you I tried calling him.

You didn't say where you called from.

And not only was your call made
during the new time of death.

Cell tower data puts you
at Riva's house.

You were there that night.

I didn't kill anyone.

Your brother thinks you did.

- And why would he think that?
- You told him.

What?! How?

I still haven't seen him
or talked to him.

Your voicemail that night.

Algún día, Nico.

Algún día.

"Someday."

- Your code for promising justice.
- Nick got your message,

then learned that Riva was dead.

Put it together,
you must have killed Riva.

Question is... is he right?

Yard Station Five,
one for transfer

to the infirmary.

Yard Station Five, one for
transfer to the infirmary.

I didn't see that in the commissary.

They were a gift.

Mayan chocolate.

From someone special?

From Maurice Riva.

He knew they were my favorite.

Until you killed him.

Listen, about that...

Wait, no, don't tell me.
You're innocent, too?

It's complicated.

That's life, Agent Torres.

Lucky for you,

death is simple.

Y'all are in the wrong block.

No guards.

Looks like the right block to me.

What the hell...

Everybody back in.

Torres, you got a visitor.

They're waiting in...

Uh...

I was in the visiting room
when they told me.

- You okay?
- Hey, you shouldn't be here.

Neither should you.
We know what you're doing, Nick.

What am I doing?

You're covering for your sister.

You think she killed Maurice Riva.

I killed him.

Yeah, I figured you'd say that.

Oh, come on.

Come on, man.

You need to leave.

I didn't kill anyone.

Tell him what you told us.

When you called me about Riva,
I knew you'd go after him,

so, yes, I went to that house
to stop you.

But when I got there, it was too late.

You were already gone,
and nobody answered the door.

So I left you the message.

"Algún día."

You were promising to get justice.

For you.

As your lawyer.

I was afraid you'd killed him.

- Well, I did.
- Stop.

We've both been lying
to protect each other.

No more, Nico.

I really didn't do this.

And neither did you.

What happened that night?

When I saw Riva, all I could think about

is what he did to us.

So, wh-wh-what do you want?

What I've always wanted.

To watch you die.

Don't do this, Nicky.

Don't, Nicky.

I couldn't do it.

Riva was alive when I left.

- 'Cause you were the better man.
- No.

A better man never would have
gone to that house.

I messed up.

Yeah. You did.

When the FBI showed up
with that warrant,

you thought it was for assault.

And when they
told you it was for murder,

you thought I did it.

I thought you did what you always do,

which is protect me.

So I did the same.

But if neither of you
killed Riva, then who did?

What about the money Riva stole?

It could be worth killing for.

True,
but we can't find his offshore accounts.

We don't even know
where to start looking.

I do.

Ever had Mayan chocolate?

Agent Torres was right.

Riva's offshore account is in Belize.

The First Bank & Trust of Santa Rita

- to be exact.
- You sure it's him?

The country may be known
for spicy Mayan chocolate

and friendly banking laws,
but opening an account

still requires photo ID.

Meet "William Donloe."

Riva used an alias.

- Did you get bank records?
- Check your inbox.

That's good work, Curtis.

Is this part of the mind
games? I don't want to quit.

No, no, it's not a mind game.

That is a good thing, Curtis, 'cause

you just found the missing money.

A lump sum deposit of $250,000.

The same day the
insurance fraud was reported.

Good news for Reymundo De Leon.

He'll get a new trial for sure.

And what do we get?

We get a trail of deposits

going back for years.

All right, we need cosigners,
or silent partners.

Anybody who might kill
for all that cash.

Yeah, there's-there's no one.
Riva is the sole owner.

- The money is sitting there untouched.
- So, what?

Dead end?

Maybe not.

These bank records
include user agent strings.

They show when and where the
account was last accessed.

And who accessed them.

Looks like Riva used facial recognition

to log into his account at 11:57 p.m.

Friday night.

- Just before he was killed.
- And he used his laptop.

The same laptop that
Marta De Leon gave us.

So how did she get it?

Marta De Leon. Federal agents.

Clear. Clear.

Clear.

Except for this.

Same caliber as the murder weapon.

Why would Marta leave that behind?

Maybe this will explain.

_

Are you kidding me?

She left NCIS a full confession?

She left it for the Torres family.

Here's the English translation.

Marta De Leon showed up
that night and found Riva

bloody from his confrontation
with Agent Torres.

"Mauri was in a rage.
He told me the truth..."

That he was only using her and her son,

and then Riva attacked her.

"She grabbed the gun
that he kept in his bag

- and shot him"?
- In self-defense.

Then why lie about it and run?

She was scared her word wouldn't
carry weight with the FBI.

It doesn't.

Maybe forensics will.

Ballistics confirm

the gun found in Ms. De Leon's
apartment is the murder weapon.

You add the laptop,

Dr. Palmer's corrected time of death,

and it's case closed.

Agent Torres still has
a lot to answer for.

Agent Torres has been cleared
of any charges.

Legally. But a loose cannon like that?

I wouldn't keep him on my team.

That's for Agent Parker to decide.

Any word on Nick?

He just signed in downstairs.

I meant from Parker.
Do we know what he decided?

He's got to understand, right?

I mean, if someone
was abusing my family,

I'd go to a dark place, too.

Yeah, but Nick didn't have
to go there alone.

Agent Rose. Making an apology tour?

- Apology? For what?
- The FBI

falsely accusing
a federal agent of murder?

he confessed,
and B) I don't work for the FBI.

Since when?

Since your boss threatened
my boss outside the courthouse.

- Colfax blamed you.
- Yeah, and when I called him out

for being a self-serving,
hypocritical prick...

- he fired me.
- So much for loyalty.

Well, it's a good thing my only loyalty

"is to the truth."

You sent the files.

I thought it might help.

You with your case
and me with my application.

After all,

isn't that how you ended up here?

You told her about the opening
in cyber division? Why?

Because until I find a replacement,

you're stuck in the basement,
and this team is down a man.

Just one?

Nick.

Hey, man. How you feeling?

Better. Thank you.

So, uh, I came here

to, uh, turn these in.

Actually, we were just talking
about my hiring decisions.

You ever meet Agent Barnhart?

- The head of cyber?
- Former head.

He quit.

- Why?
- Thanks for asking.

Contrary to popular belief,

it wasn't because of me.

The truth is,
this job isn't for everybody.

It requires you to trust
the people in this building

with your life.

At all times, good or bad.

Which can be hard.

It can be.

But the only way we do this is together.

Uh, looks like a shipboard
arson in Norfolk.

Grab your gear.

That means you.

One day at a time, Nick.

Yeah. Yeah, Jimmy,

I was just... Whoa. Whoa, whoa, whoa,

whoa, whoa, slow down, slow down.

Oh, my God.

What's going on?

Of course. We'll be right there.

What is it?