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It's getting bad.

Yeah, weather app just updated.

It's now saying two days before it lets up.

Oh, did you ever get your mama's windows sealed?

Yeah, she should be good.

Hey, are you sure you don't want help on the paper?

I can stay. Adam's got Mak.

He's probably letting her stay up to watch the storm.

No, get home before the streets are bad, you know?

All right.

But you call me if you need anything, okay?

- Yep, I will. - All right.

- All right, bro. - Good night.

Yeah.

Excuse me.

Yep.

Uh, the desk sergeant let me up.

Is Officer Ruzek around?

No, he's, uh--he's not.

Hmm, okay.

Okay.

Do you need me to call him?

No, no, that's okay.

I'll sort it.

Hey, I'm--I'm here.

I'm Officer Torres, Dante.

You know, we never really met, but I know

you worked Martel with us.

Can I help?

Right, okay.

I might be wrong.

It might be nothing, but I was hoping

I can get help with something.

It was a 911 call.

Call came in at 8:15 p.m.

And the caller was a female in distress,

said that she needed help, said that

she was being chased on foot.

Then the call dropped.

Dispatcher get her back on the line?

No, her phone was off.

Either she turned it off, it died,

or she was in a dead zone.

And a dispatch sent my partner and I out to the last location.

We searched for an hour,

then my partner coded it 19 Paul.

And you felt otherwise?

Yeah.

There was shoe prints, broken grass.

It looked to me like someone was running.

Rain washed the prints away

before my partner could confirm.

What, he didn't believe you?

No.

No, he didn't.

I saw the shoe prints here behind these houses.

They were headed south.

All right. Let's go.

All right.

We can knock and talk,

see if anyone was home, heard something.

Circle back and search. Let's split up.

Yeah, good idea.

A few more minutes?

Yeah.

Chicago PD.

There's someone in the water!

Where?

Right down here, moving fast!

All right.

All right. - It was right here.

- Where? - There!

All right, all right. Keep--keep your light on it.

921 Squad, we've got a female in the water,

south bank of the river, South Chicago.

I need ambos, roll.

I got her!

Kiana, I got her! - I see you. Come on.

Hey!

All right. All right.

Here we go. Here we go.

I got her. I got her.

There we go. There we go.

Check her pulse.

Is she breathing?

No.

No.

What?

Jesus.

Somebody killed her.

5021 Ocean, I got a tender age DOA

white female, around 13 years old.

We're on the east edge of South Chicago,

near the south bank of the river.

We need cars and the mobile crime lab now.

Copy, 5021 Ocean. Backup and crime lab en route.

Here. Use this.

5021 Ocean, do you have an exact address?

Closest cross-street is Pershing and Iron.

Copy you.

5021 Ocean, routing cars now.

Somebody's in the woods.

A girl!

Hey, stay with her body.

Okay.

Chicago PD!

Officers are clearing up to 35th.

No signs of anyone.

I cleared to 41st, nothing yet.

But I saw someone.

And she was young, maybe a witness, an offender,

I don't know, but she was there.

I know she was.

I believe you. - I don't know what to do.

Please, please.

I can't. I need help.

Chasing. Oh, God. Chasing me. Please.

I can't keep running.

I can't.

Is that the 911 call?

Yeah, that's the whole call.

So nothing was found in the woods?

Not yet.

We got an ID.

Name's Lucy Talsman.

She's 14 years old.

Hasn't been reported missing yet.

She had a cell phone in her pocket,

but the thing's dead from the water.

We're working to confirm it placed the 911 call.

You responded.

Gut told you to come back?

Yes, sir.

Good for you.

Sergeant Voight.

You need an assist on a search?

This rain is killing us.

We'll take any help we can get before all the rain

washes away the evidence.

We're looking for a blunt-force object,

any signs of a struggle, any signs of blood.

We don't have a crime scene yet.

Copy.

My team will sort it.

Appreciate it.

Okay, listen...

All right, let's get Lucy's body to the morgue safe.

Just start running her.

Try to build a timeline that puts her here.

All right, you two do the notification.

You coming?

I should probably stay here,

help the rest of patrol hold down the scene.

That was Voight's way of assigning you to the case.

You found it.

It's yours to work.

Right.

Yeah, you right.

Let's go.

I told her this would happen.

Did she listen to me?

No.

That girl has been trouble from the moment she split me open.

You knew this would happen?

Bad things happen when you're trouble.

That girl sneaks out at all hours.

She's rude to every man I bring in this house.

She's ungrateful, never listens.

Do you know who your daughter was with tonight?

No.

Where she was?

No.

She was supposed to be here sleeping.

We found her in South Chicago.

You have any idea why she was there?

You don't listen either?

Lucy sneaks out with her friends every single night.

I don't know where they go or what they do.

I couldn't stop her.

Do you understand?

Juvie couldn't stop her.

No one could.

What friends?

I don't know.

Other little wild girls with black hearts.

One of them even look like the devil's plaything.

That girl looks like a damn ghost.

Lucy's mother confirmed the description, pale,

almost white hair.

That's who was in the woods.

Yeah, but her mother didn't know her name.

And there was nothing in Lucy's room.

All right.

Well, we can try to ID the girl from...

Kiana. You can take this. It's free.

No, I can float.

No, no, no. Take a desk. It's yours.

If you need a dry set of clothes,

I've got extras in my locker. It's open.

Thank you.

Still haven't been able to pull any of Lucy's socials.

She doesn't have an account under her name.

I'm guessing she probably used something like a Finsta

to hide from her mama.

We got no cameras anywhere near the area where you guys

pulled Lucy out the water.

We also have no idea how Lucy got there yet.

There are no bus routes in the area, no Ubers in her name.

I mean, she might have walked on foot, taken a car,

but we just can't confirm it.

In the woods?

Oh, the woods was all clear.

No proof of any murder weapon,

no proof that anybody else was even in the area.

It might be a long shot.

I can't remember if I was facing forward.

Look. Cam might have missed it.

Torres. - What?

Someone's in the woods.

There it is, right there.

Is that enough for facial rec?

I don't know.

Let's see.

Jess Marks, 14 years old.

That's her.

Jess has multiple priors, habitual offender.

Landed in juvie, three-month stint.

Same juvie as Lucy.

At the same time?

Yep, overlapped for all of it.

They must have met there.

Jess's primary guardian is her uncle.

She's been in his custody since she was ten.

Parents were in and out of prison.

Looks like drugs, went AWOL.

Signs of violence?

No.

She has a couple curfew priors,

graffiti, trespassing, underage drinking,

nothing violent, no fights listed.

Doesn't mean they didn't happen, though.

Go ahead, Burgess.

Morgue just called.

Rain made it near impossible to pull quality forensics

off Lucy, but they were able to find

one partial sample.

It's a match for Jess.

Blood sample?

No, a hair follicle found inside Lucy's shirt.

They're teenage girls.

It's possible they share clothes.

Yes, or dressed as our offender.

We're pulling up to Jess's now.

Okay, do a quiet walk-by, see if you can get eyes.

I'm on my way.

No car out front.

Lights are off.

Kiana, I got an open door, east gangway.

Copy.

5021 Ocean, Squad, be advised,

we have an open door at 4203 South Elmwood.

Me and my partner are entering the home

to conduct a well-being check.

Smell that? - Yeah.

10-4, 5021 Ocean.

We'll hold you down at that address.

Chicago PD!

Well-being check!

Anyone?

Chicago PD! Call out!

Show me your hands!

He's gone all stiff.

Is this Jess's uncle?

Could be.

5021 Ocean, roll the crime lab to 4203 South Elmwood.

We got a DOA, male.

There's something beneath them.

What?

It looks like honey.

It almost looks like he was waterboarded with honey.

Preliminary read would be someone held his nose shut.

That's the bruising there.

And he was held down there, there.

Those are from fingertips.

Small ones.

Yes.

The ID is confirmed?

This is Jess's uncle, Liam Marks.

This is his house. No sign of forced entry.

You got anything on her whereabouts now?

No, we--nothing.

Talked to neighbors, but no one's seen her in days.

She doesn't have a cell phone.

Hmm.

All right, get alerts out.

Let's search this house.

Try to find anything that points to where Jess is now.

What are we saying here? We think Jess did this?

A 14-year-old girl killed her uncle

with honey and then killed Lucy?

Why on Earth-- - I don't know.

All right, let's find out.

Did you find a Polaroid camera?

No.

They're expensive, aren't they?

Yeah, I think so.

Do you remember your friends at this age?

I had these three friends on my dad's block when I was 13.

And we were inseparable.

Told each other everything.

We had a name for our group.

We did blood bonds.

And we were weird.

Were your friends like that?

No.

But I was in juvie.

It was different there, you know?

We were just...

Surviving.

Right.

He called her honey.

The note's at least a visual match for Liam's handwriting.

I bet experts have it now.

They'll send us a confirmation.

Well, we got a history of a contentious relationship

between Liam and Jess?

Not documented, but that doesn't mean much.

Yeah, it's a strong motive.

If there was any abuse in that house,

it would at least explain the honey.

Got the morgue's preliminaries.

No drugs or alcohol in Liam's system, died of asphyxiation.

The, uh, ME was right.

He was held down.

He was held down by multiple people.

You can see the sizing, but then there's overlap.

So they're all small fingers, but from different hands.

The ME believes five different hands.

Wait, so they could tell that

he was held down by three people?

They can, indeed.

Lucy's mom said friends, plural,

other wild little girls with black hearts.

All the photos in Jesse's room had three young girls--

Lucy, Jess, and another.

It was always the three of them.

Okay, we got this third girl's ID?

No.

Her face didn't pop on facial rec, she wasn't in juvie,

and it doesn't match any school records that I found yet,

but I'm gonna keep digging.

Hey, guys. It's Sergeant Montgomery.

He's got something.

He thinks he's got eyes on Jess right now

at a viaduct encampment at Van Buren and Lower Wacker.

Hit it.

All right, we'll meet you there.

Thank you.

One of my men recognized her.

No one's approached?

No, we left her for you.

She's in the yellow tent on the right.

14 years old, blonde hair, real pale.

Listen, we'll take the far field and hold it down.

We'll let you approach.

All right, we'll take the east side.

Nice and slow.

- Jess! - Go!

Run!

- Hey! - Hey!

Damn it.

Torres, go. We got this.

Stop fighting.

CPD!

Hey! Stop!

Come on!

Uncuff me!

I can't when you're like this.

Jess, you need to calm down.

You're hurting yourself.

Look, the sooner you talk, the sooner you leave this room.

- Ugh! - Whoa, whoa.

Okay, all right. We're stopping this.

If she stops the interview because you're fighting,

he'll take you to a level 14. You understand?

That means stat drugs, a restraint chair,

and a spit hood.

Correct?

Yes, that's an option.

Jess, we just need you to answer a few questions.

Okay?

Now, first off, who was with you in the tent?

Who ran from police?

Look at me.

It was her.

Who is she?

Okay.

Okay, let's talk about last night.

I know you were in the woods last night

when Lucy was killed.

Don't you say her name.

Why not?

You don't deserve to.

You let her die.

I would never have let her die.

She was dead when we pulled her from the river.

Okay?

What happened to her?

What happened to Liam?

What, you were there too?

You tried to save him?

No he was dead.

I don't know what he did to you,

but I'm guessing there's a reason

why you three girls killed him.

Yeah.

You think you're smart.

"You three girls."

You think you can trap me?

I killed him.

No one else helped.

That's not true.

It is true!

I killed him, only me.

Little me killed him!

Just me!

So you give me whatever you got!

You don't want all these charges on your own.

I do. Go ahead.

They'll charge you as an adult.

You can't scare me!

You understand?

You can't scare me!

I refuse to be afraid!

I won't be afraid of you!

Get me out of this thing!

Calm down and we will have somebody--

Uncuff me!

She is scared.

She's terrified.

She's protecting that girl.

I mean, no doubt she killed Liam,

but the way she reacted to Lucy?

She loves her.

But she can love her and have killed her.

Hmm.

I got no idea.

I don't know what's going on.

All we know is, Jess is lying.

I mean, three people held Liam down,

poured honey down his throat, and watched him die.

Why?

And who was there?

Jess, the girl in the tent, the one in the photo.

I mean, is Lucy involved somehow?

I don't know.

We need way more.

They're juveniles. They have protections.

I can't just let you look at our system.

We don't need to look at your system.

We know the girl doesn't pop on your juvie intake.

We have already searched it.

Then what do you want?

To speak to another employee,

someone who knows these girls, a supervisor.

They'll tell you the same thing.

They're going to want a warrant.

Well, let's let them tell us that, yeah?

What JDC were you at?

Marin Hall.

Hmm.

Just as lovely as this one.

What's the deal with you and Sergeant Montgomery?

No deal.

He the boss on your tact team?

The one that moved you back to patrol?

Why?

You know, for a man of few words,

you are bad at reading silences.

You gave him a signal on the scene.

And he ignored you.

There's a reason.

Not one that you need to know.

I--I want to know.

Why?

Oh, is this your way of getting to know me better?

Look, it's on him that he didn't listen to me

on the scene.

It is on him that he booted me.

None of that is on me.

Officers, what's going on?

Can I help?

We're trying to ID a young girl.

She's friends with two of your former residents.

They each did six-month stints.

It's this one right here.

Do you recognize her?

You do know her?

I'm just the night aide.

I'm not sure what I'm allowed to tell you.

Well, we don't want any trouble.

We know there's confidentiality.

But she's not a resident, is she?

She's not on any of your intake,

and she's not old enough to have her record sealed, so.

We think she's in trouble.

No, she's not arrested.

She's the day warden's kid.

He used to bring her in all the time.

Used to?

Yeah, used to.

Her name's Willow.

Willow Hughes, she's 13.

She went to school in Wilmette.

Her father, Raymond Hughes, was a day warden

in Kirkman Juvenile Center.

Until two weeks ago when Raymond was quietly let go.

Huh.

Now, the center claimed that Raymond moved on

to other opportunities, but according to an employee,

he had multiple allegations against him.

The residents claimed that he was mentally

and physically abusive.

Okay, how do Lucy and Jess fit in?

They fit with Willow.

Lucy, Jess, and Willow met at the center,

became friends, close in the way of young girls,

told each other everything.

Like the fact that Jess's uncle was physically abusive,

and Lucy's mother's boyfriend touched her,

and that Willow's father had a liking for the belt at home.

He was beating Willow.

It got worse when he got fired. It's all there.

They wrote it all down.

We actually ID'd Jess and Lucy's Finsta

through Willow's Finsta.

They talked about it all, about everything

they were gonna do to him.

They were three teenage girls,

all with abusive men in their lives,

who decided to take action together.

They decided to kill 'em one by one.

Kill them?

Liam, then Raymond, then the boyfriend.

And we believe the girls killed Liam first,

then lured Raymond into the woods, tried to attack him,

but it went wrong this time.

Raymond killed Lucy instead. - Huh.

We can put both Willow and Raymond's phones in the woods

before Lucy died.

Raymond Hughes' house is empty.

No, Raymond, no Willow.

Got tact sitting on it.

Their phones?

Off now.

No vehicles in the driveway. Raymond has a Nissan Altima.

It's not there. Got BOLOs out.

Okay.

But Willow might still be on the run, hiding.

Her father might be looking for her.

Problem is, what does he do if he finds her?

All right, let's run at Jess with all this.

Just hope she talks.

Sergeant, can I try with her?

And so you all kill Liam together.

Raymond was next.

You lured him into the woods, tried to kill him,

but it went wrong.

You fall back.

He was too strong.

Jess, where are Raymond and Willow now?

I'm here to help you.

I don't want your help.

I told you all already, I killed Liam by myself.

You lied.

I know you.

You don't know me.

You don't know anything about me.

You think that I'll break, turn into some sweet,

innocent thing who cries in your lap

and begs you for your help.

I won't.

I'm not scared of you.

You should be scared of me.

Well, you don't know me either.

I don't want to.

I am a Black female officer in the CPD.

I know the world gives out power unfairly.

How woke of you.

You killed a man.

I don't agree with that, but I fully understand

why the hell you did it.

So no, I'm not scared of you.

I won't be impressed by you, and you can't shock me.

But what surprises me is that you

would allow your friend, Willow,

to be alone with Raymond now.

What exactly do you think will happen to her

if he finds her before we do?

- He won't. - No?

And you'll bet her life on that?

How quick do you think he can kill her?

Snap her neck, break her skull?

Stop.

How quick was it for Lucy?

How quick for him to beat her head in?

Because he is bigger, he's older,

and he is faster than you.

How quick was it for him to take her life?

Stop.

I think it was so fast, you didn't even know

what happened, did you?

Just two hits to crack her skull in.

Stop it.

No, I won't stop.

Because you're not wrong.

You're not sweet. You're not innocent.

And you know that this world is unfair.

So what do you think will happen

if he gets his hands on her?

If he gets angry enough, he'll kill her.

Please, stop.

No, I won't stop.

I'm offering you the power to save her, Jess.

You understand?

Tell me where she is.

You love her, then you'll tell me.

We were just gonna run.

Where?

We don't know where Raymond is, Jess.

To California.

We were gonna take a bus to California.

She's taking the bus.

Please.

Staff hasn't seen Willow.

They've only got one bus going west tonight.

Sarge? - I'm here.

We got one possible bus.

We're moving in to clear now. - Copy you.

We're clear at the depot. Willow's not here.

Let's check this area one more time.

Clear at west side station.

There had two buses going west today.

Willow wasn't on either.

Torres, Nissan, plates match.

We got eyes on Raymond's vehicle, approaching now.

Raymond's out here.

Attention, please.

Bus 120 now boarding.

Please have your tickets ready after you've been seated.

Thank you.

Vehicle's empty.

We don't have eyes on Raymond, but he has to be here.

I'm on my way to you.

Torres!

- Willow! - Willow!

Stop! We've got eyes on Willow.

She's running eastbound.

Raymond is a positive!

Damn it.

Continuing eastbound through a gangway!

Hey.

We've got screams four houses in from the fence line.

We're going in.

I'm going up.

Copy.

Kiana!

Willow's in the water!

Get--

I got you, I got you!

Hey.

- You got her? - Yeah!

Is she alive?

Yeah!

You good?

I'm fine.

Now breathe.

Breathe. Breathe.

I got you, I got you.

Do you guys need me?

No, scene's almost done.

Raymond's en route to 21.

Willow's still stable.

Good.

My charges would be the charges for the girls.

Yes.

Well, I guess that's it for me.

I should get back to my district.

What's the deal with you and Sergeant Montgomery?

What is with you?

I want to know.

You get what you want?

No, not usually, but--

Hmm.

I think I can help.

Hmm.

You gonna save me from it?

You think there's something I haven't done to save myself?

No.

He put a brick on me.

Montgomery is a slow roller, scared about his pension.

He arrives just in time for searches and guaranteed arrest,

the exact opposite of what a tag team should be.

I said as much. He didn't like that.

I woke up one day reassigned back to Patrol.

He's got a lot of friends, then.

Yes.

Well, I'll see you around, Torres.

There's a spot open.

Voight has to fill them.

You should join our unit.

I'm pretty sure it doesn't work like that.

It can.

There is no way in hell I'd ever get approved for that.

Your sergeant would never approve me for that.

He already said yes.

It's yours if you want it.

Why?

You don't know me.

I know enough.

What do you say?