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Are you okay?

Byrne. I read the report
on your pulmonary edema call

the other night. Good work.

I was just following my training.
Doing my job.

Well, keep doing it.
Who knows where this might lead.

Give me something to hang on to.
Some reason to believe you.

I'm your mother, Emily.
Doesn't that count for something?

How do you know my name?

I told you. I'm...
I'm a friend of your mom's.

- I'm gonna go.
- No, no, no. You don't have to leave.

- Don't touch me.
- No, please.

Get off!

Get out. Get the fuck out of here!

I got a new body, a gangbanger.

Wanna guess how he died?

It was a hot shot of fentanyl.

No! No...

Tommy, it's really early right now.

It's about Valerie.

I'm not interested, okay?

Emily, we gotta talk.

- About what?
- In person.

She was found in the bathroom on the
train station late last night.

Sorry.

What happened to her?

OD, I'm guessing.

Did they run a tox screen?

Not yet.

Hey.

Thank you.

This doesn't feel right.

Sometimes, things like this
happen to people like her.

No, no, no, no, no. No.

Can you just get them to run
a tox screen, please?

That might take a while.
She's not exactly a priority.

Tom, she told me someone was after her.

Someone killed her, I can feel it.

Just make it a fucking priority.

Okay. Okay.

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It's been a long road back.

Reclaiming my sobriety,

restoring my medical license.

It was a journey. And a pretty
brutal one, if I'm being honest,

but getting to help in triage this week

felt like coming home.

I'm ready to be a surgeon again.

You've made great strides
these last six months.

Everyone in the ER knows that.

Unfortunately, we can't offer you
a position at this time.

I... You helped me get my license
back, I thought you supported this.

It's not a no, Jack.
It's just a... not now.

Okay. Um...

Thank you for your time.

Hey.

Got any leads?

Over the last three months,
48 people from the Boston area

purchased socket bits like the one
found in the Federal Annex.

So, we got miles to go before we can
hone in on an actual suspect.

Julianne found us a shortcut.

Yeah. Our lone wolf is meticulous,
intent on covering his tracks.

Most of the names on our list paid
credit. He would've paid cash.

And that leaves us with 7 suspects.

We're pulling security footage now
to get positive IDs.

Leaving behind a tool he used in
the attack isn't exactly meticulous.

We're all prone to making poor
choices in the heat of the moment.

Okay.

Miles Deleon was my mistake.

I don't plan on making any more.

I slept 3 hours in the last 5 days,
I've got bodies stacked all over,

and you two have me running
a screen for a random OD?

Thank you for this, Sofia.

- Why's this such a big deal, Tommy?
- It just is.

- Here we are.
- Thanks.

Cause of death is fentanyl poisoning.

Fentanyl.

What was the dosage?

So high, no amount of naloxone
would've made a difference.

- Why would she take that much?
- My job is not to ask why.

Fentanyl was what killed Marco Rivera.

My banger case
that I was telling you about.

Uh, was it, uh, pills or a patch?

There was a puncture wound on her neck.

If I had to guess, I'd say
that was how it was delivered.

Just like Rivera.

Anything else?

I only had time to do a basic
screen, the exam will have to wait.

I doubt we'll find much of anything.

This much fentanyl is overkill,
like bleaching a crime scene.

Oh, uh, all right.
Th... Uh, thank you. Sofia.

You don't just inject yourself
in the neck.

Only the most ardent junkies,
and in those cases

they have a lot of other track-marks.

What did you guys talk about
in the apartment?

She kept talking about a "they".

She said some "they" are after her,
and "they're" gonna find her.

You think there's a connection
between the two?

I don't know, there's gotta be.

You know, she said she was getting
her insulin off of the street.

We gotta talk to Lester, then.

You here to let me out?

Valerie said she was getting
her insulin off the street.

I need to know the dealer's name.

She's not talking to you, huh?

She doesn't trust you.
Yeah, I'm not surprised.

You think you can replace me
just because you're her blood?

No, I protect her. She needs me.

So why don't you just let me out
and I can go do what you can't?

'Cause she's dead.

She's what?

She's dead.

Someone poisoned her.

No, no, no, no, that doesn't...

make any sense.

I know she can get under people's
skin but... she's good.

Who...

W-Who would...

That's what I'm trying
to figure out, Lester.

I need the dealer's name.

If you hadn't come into our life,

this wouldn't have happened!

You killed her! This is your fault!

If you wanna find out who killed her,

then give me the guy's name.

Come on, Lester, I can figure
this out, just give me the name.

Just give me his name.

- Who the fuck are you?
- Lester sent me.

I'm here to pick up Valerie's stuff.

- Valerie, huh?
- Yeah.

So, when's she getting out?

Couple of days from now.

And you're gonna hold on to it
till then?

No, I gotta bring it back to Lester.

Please sit down.

You got any White Girl?

How much do you want?

I don't know, like an eight-ball.

You wanna try it first?

Yeah.

Sixty bucks.

- You mind?
- Go ahead.

You got any feny?

A cokehead ain't about slowing
the party down.

Every party's gotta end sometime, right?

I got H cut with feny,
but no pure fentanyl.

You know anyone who does?

That shit's everywhere.
You can buy it online.

There ain't no such thing
as pure fentanyl on the street.

You sure about that?

I'm sure.

Group, I'd like you all
to say hello to a...

a new member, Sophie.

I know you're gonna make her
feel welcome.

Sophie, is there anything
that you'd like to share with us?

- Anything at all?
- Well, this morning my hamster died.

- Your hamster?
- Yeah.

Oh. I'm... I'm sorry to hear that.

Sophie, did he have a name?

His name was Harry.

Harry, Harry the hamster.

My grandma said we could bury him.

Doctor 0? I need to use the bathroom.

Sure.

I wanted to put him with my parents,
but my grandma said no.

Do you want to tell us
about your parents?

Flynn? You all right?

It won't open. Help me!

Are you okay, buddy?

Flynn, stop. Stop. Flynn. Flynn, stop.

That's enough. That's enough.
Come on, let's go.

Uh, sorry for just dropping by,

but you weren't answering your phone.

Yeah, I didn't have my phone
on the charger last night.

You wanna come inside?

No, um...

Um, F-Flynn had
an incident at group today,

and he hit another kid.

- Is he okay?
- I think he'll be fine.

But Dr. Oduwale wants us to have
a special family session tomorrow.

It's to help our son, Emily.

Okay. I'll be there.

Whatever you do on your own time
isn't my business, but,

tomorrow and anytime you're
around Flynn.

You better be sober.

It's Tommy.

Em?

Em, it's Tommy.

Hey. What are you doing here?

There's a third body.

Nathan Farley. Killed the same way
as Marco and your mom.

Wait a minute, Farley,
isn't he a US Attorney?

He was. He bottomed out.

And now the Feds are interested.

- They took the case from you?
- Yeah.

Fuck. Fuck!

Okay, fine. What do we do now?

Nothing. I can't touch this case
anymore.

The BPD handed it off to the Feds.

So? We just work the case
on our own like we always do.

- No, no, no. You can't go near it.
- Why?

'Cause they will find out
that she's your mom.

No. No, no, no, no.

- Her name is Valerie McNair.
- Listen to me. Listen...

Not Chandris, it's McNair.

It hasn't been Chandris
since I was adopted.

They're never gonna connect her to me.

Okay, maybe.
But I'm telling you right now.

I'm not running an off-book
investigation.

- I can't. I can't.
- Come on.

You helped me
with the Barrett House files.

- That was...
- You helped me with Shen's files, right?

Yeah, but that was a closed case.

This is an ongoing investigation.

Listen to me. The Feds have it.

- I can do nothing.
- Okay.

Fine. I get it.

I was a little surprised
by what Flynn did in group.

He'd been making tremendous progress.

We thought so, too.

Sometimes a...
a violent outburst like Flynn's

is accompanied by other signs at home.

Irritability, night terrors,
regressive behavior.

He seemed fine.

- Mr. Durand?
- I... I haven't been around much.

He's been really busy at work
since the terrorist attacks, so...

Of course.

No parent can be there 100% of the time.

Lucky for Flynn, he has 3.

Emily?

Anything come to mind?

He wet the bed the night of the attack.

Why would you keep that from us?

I didn't want to embarrass him.

We wouldn't have told him.

- You should've told us immediately.
- It's okay, that's why we're here.

Make sure that Flynn's
entire support system

is on the same page.

- Anything else?
- No.

- So, stay in touch.
- Thank you.

Thanks.

It's gotta be tough,
dealing with all of this, and...

now the attack...

Yeah. Yeah, it's my
toughest case since, uh...

well, you.

Now you got that serial killer case.

I mean, it's like,
it just doesn't end, does it?

Yeah. The new guy, Cal,
has been saddled with it.

How'd you know about that?

Um, Tommy was working it
before the FBI took over.

- Tommy Gibbs?
- Yeah.

You two have been hanging out?

Yeah. Yeah, couple of months now.

- Oh, you never mentioned it.
- Mm. Well, telling you now.

It's a weird case, though, you know.

You know, like, none of the pieces fit.

You know I can't share details of
an ongoing FBI investigation, Em.

So we're gonna monitor him
for two weeks,

and if the bed-wetting continues then...

Are you even listening?

I just got a break in the case.
I... I gotta go.

Of course you do.
Well, thanks for punching in.

I... I'm doing my best.
You know that, right?

Or... Or were you just playing
the role of understanding wife

in front of the shrink?

Fuck, I'm sorry.

- Well...
- I'm gonna get back.

But we will...
We will talk later, tonight.

Okay.

I-I'm sorry.

No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no.

Oh! Oh. Was that a goal? Was that in?

- That was in.
- No, no, no, no. Oh!

All right.

- How was the ride-along?
- It was good.

Oh, don't make that face. It was good.

I let Flynn play with the siren.

He was less impressed than I expected.

- Because I'm not five.
- Oh, okay.

- See you soon.
- I'll meet you in the car.

Cool.

- Uh, thanks for taking him.
- Oh, my pleasure.

He's a good kid.

Hey, something wrong?

Do you know what it's like
to try so hard

and still feel like you're failing?

Kind of, yeah.

- Yeah. Yeah, sorry.
- It's okay.

Thank you. Nice to see you.

Okay. I'll see you soon.

What's going on?

We got him.

You're kidding? Show me everything.

And this is our guy?

Paying cash and hiding
under the ball cap,

he's trying to remain anonymous.

But there's one thing he didn't cover.

- Okay, let's see.
- You recognize that?

The Gadsden flag. This one has
a design of the Patriotic Guardians.

The Patriotic Guardians draw
their membership

from current and former
cops and military.

They're educated, disciplined,

capable of committing the gas attack.

And their latest conspiracy theory
is the FEMA camps.

Their membership is anonymous,

but Canto was able to ID
their leader. Colin Spencer.

Could Spencer be responsible
for the attack?

He doesn't have the Gadsden tattoo,
but he'll know who does.

Okay, so we squeeze Spencer,

get him to give us some names.
Find our terrorist.

I'll liaise with SWAT. We can have
them here inside an hour.

Let's do this.

Derek. Hey, uh, how are you?

Emily Byrne. As I live and breathe.

You guys must be overwhelmed
with everything that's going on.

Um, I'd like to help, you know.
However I can.

You know I'd have you back
in a heartbeat.

Come in tomorrow, we'll talk about it.

Nowiki, you're being released.

Wake up, man.
You're gettin' out of here.

Come on. Let's go.

I don't get it.
Someone paid my fees. Who?

Don't fight it. It's your lucky day.

All right.

If it isn't the Grim Reaper.

I need you to leave town.

Here's some cash,

and a burner phone in case I ever
need to get a hold of you.

If the FBI or cops track you down,
you don't know me.

Neither did Valerie.

When you find the bastard that did it...

They'll pay.

I promise.

Take care, Lester.

We don't need this.

Listen, I'm really glad
to see you, and, uh,

I could definitely use your brain power.

Are you sure you're ready?

Yeah. I mean, I can't just sit
on the sidelines

with everything
that's going on right now.

Well, I'm not gonna sugar-coat it,

it's probably gonna be weird for you
coming back here.

Some of these people
were actually hunting you.

I know the only reason
that I stand a chance is

because of you and our friendship,

and I appreciate you saying
that the door is still open.

That was before.

My political capital is in somewhat
short supply these days.

I get it.

This won't blow back on you. I promise.

I'm happy to jump in
wherever I could be most useful.

Great.

Well, given the Annex attack,
we need all the help we can get.

- You want me to work that case?
- No, it's not your wheelhouse.

What is my wheelhouse?

- We got an abduction.
- Preferably not that.

Yeah. Yeah, understood.

Can I make a request?

The fentanyl case.

Okay. Why?

I've just been following it in the news

and I think it's right up
my alley right now.

Cal, I got you another pair of hands
on the fentanyl case.

Emily Byrne.

She's heading over there now.

Your partner is Cal Isaac.

You know where you're going.

Yeah.

It's good to have you back, Em.

It's great to be back.

- Byrne.
- Hi.

Cal Isaac. How are you?

- Good.
- Welcome. Well...

Colin Spencer.
Head of the Patriotic Guardians.

Special Agent Durand, FBI.

We've got some questions for you.

Lawyer.

Lawyer.

Lawyer.

Lawyer.

Lawyer.

We've been sweating him for hours.

Every minute he keeps his silence
gives the terrorists

another chance to pull off
a second attack.

Everyone breaks. We just need
to find the right point of leverage.

Life in prison as an accessory
to mass murder is high leverage.

Validation from the Patriotic Guardians

is all that matters to him.

Where's my lawyer?

Ah, no need. You're free to go.

What, that's it?

Well, I got nothing on you,
and you're not talking.

You win.

So we're gonna walk out together

where the press will be waiting.

I'll give you a pat on the back,
thank you for cooperating

and send you on your way.

But I didn't tell you a damn thing.

Yeah, that's not what your
fellow Guardians will think

when I tell the press you ID'd them all.

You think they're gonna believe
a bunch of corrupt Feds?

Well, you know better than I do.

Little confusion and a lot of fear
goes a long way.

If they even suspect
that you ratted them out...

you won't be the leader much longer.

Or we can keep this just between us.

Tommy.

- Hey.
- Good to see you.

Why... Why would you have me drop
the charges on Lester Nowiki?

Just figured he's been punished enough.

- That guy?
- Yeah.

No, wait, Tom. I, um...

I needed to, uh...

I needed to clean up loose ends.

Loose ends? Like what?

I rejoined the Bureau.

Wow.

- So I guess this is our last drink.
- No, wait. Why would you say that?

You got the FBI,
you don't need me anymore.

That's not what this is about.

Then what is it? Tell me.

All this time together, what is this?

Right.

Right.

Never mind...

If you can hear me,
give me a thumbs up, Enrique.

Give me a thumbs up if you can hear me.

That's good. Hang in there.

He's having trouble breathing.

Can we intubate?

His jaw's broken, I can't.
He needs a trach. How close are we?

- 8 minutes out.
- He doesn't have 8 minutes.

Stop the rig.

- Are you serious?
- Do it now! Stop it!

Sedate him.

- Okay, give me the trach kit.
- Are you sure?

- You know we're not supposed to.
- Give it to me!

Okay, he's good. Drive.

Nice job, cowboy.

How's it going?

Dr. Mandel? They said
you wanted to see me, sir.

Well, after what happened
with Enrique Zamacona, I had to.

Is Enrique all right?

He's recuperating.

We have to have a talk about
what you did to him.

I did what any doctor
would've done in my situation.

That's the problem.
You're not a surgeon anymore,

and an EMT is not licensed
to perform a tracheostomy.

This is a major violation...

but I'm letting you off with a warning.

A-A warning?

Uh, if I hadn't intervened,
then he could've died.

- If you botched the procedure...
- Yeah, but I didn't botch...

If you did,
the hospital would be liable.

You pull this again, forget surgery,

you can kiss your EMT job goodbye, too.

That's all.

Okay.

Pull it together, pull it together.

Bodies from a wooded area
in New Hampshire.

The identities of the victims will
be released pending DNA results.

Is Emily Byrne connected
to these bodies?

No comment.

Ms. Byrne is wanted for the murder

of Special Agent Adam Radford.

Detective Gibbs, what about
the shooting last night?

Any truth to reports Byrne was
involved? Fatally wounded.

Hey. Hey.

You're back just... just like that.

Just like that, no heads up?

Yeah. Sorry, I should've, uh...

Well, it's... It's weird...

seeing you here again.

I needed routine.

Welcome.

Thanks.

I should, uh...

I should get back to work.

Yeah.

- Morning.
- Morning.

So how much do you know?

- Whatever's in the paper.
- Right.

So, 3 bodies, no evidence, no witnesses.

There's 3 hot shots of fentanyl.

His MO is consistent, but how
he chooses his victims isn't.

He doesn't stick to one gender,
age group or race.

Valerie McNair's body's at the
morgue at County General.

It's right down the street.
We should start with her.

This is her file.

Maybe we could work backwards
and start with the lawyer.

Valerie's autopsy's in an hour.

Let's at least go check it out.

Skin shows no bruising.

There is a small tattoo
on her left ankle.

We can also see mild hives,
or some kind of rash

on her left shoulder
and her right clavicle.

Is that from the diabetes?

This is more like, um,
contact dermatitis.

Okay.

Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine.

This is Tyler Brandon Mills,

one of the Patriotic Guardians
we ID'd with Colin Spencer's help.

We believe this is the man responsible

for the Federal Annex attack.

Single, White, 28 years old.
Went to UVA, majored in Chemistry.

He tried to enlist in the army after
graduating, but was disqualified.

Tyler's been MIA
from his telemarketing job

since the day of the attack.

And here's the kicker:
3 weeks ago, he was suspended

by the Patriotic Guardians
for getting into a flame war

with two other members.

He may have even committed
the attack to try and get back in.

A misguided way of proving
his credentials.

Do we have any idea where he is?

Last known address was a dead-end,

but we've located his parents.

Good.Go.

You can't possibly think Tyler was
involved in a terrorist attack.

I know this is hard, but we have
to ask the questions.

Did he have a history
of violence as a child?

He never put a hand on anyone.

He got into some scrapes as a teen.

How bad are we talking?

He put a bully in the hospital,
Tyler was defending himself.

You never told me that.

Why do you think I put him
into therapy? He needed help.

You were traveling all the time
back then.

We believe this man
was involved in the attack.

Does your son have this tattoo?

Can you please look at the photo?

He's been staying here on and off

for the past couple of months
in the basement.

We last saw him three days ago.

We need to get you out of here
right now. Come with me.

- Where's your basement?
- It's over there.

Do you have neighbors you can go to?

Sure.

We should wait for back-up.

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