- Stop by tonight? - Three nights in a row.
That'd be four nights in a row.
Well then, forget it.
You're gonna cut me off at three nights in a row?
- Three? - Uh-huh.
There's no way.
- Good night. - Hey.
- Hey.
Long day, huh?
Did you guys hear,
the detective exam was just announced?
Yeah, I heard something about that.
Oh, man, that exam is brutal.
- Really? - Yeah.
If you're gonna take it, start studying now.
Oh, that's encouraging.
So can I walk you out?
Do men still do that?
That's not sexist or anything, right?
Look at that, it's a gentleman's arm.
- Stop it. - Stop it?
Been talking to my dad, he's not so sure
the detective thing's a great idea.
More lawsuits. More eyes.
But that big city badge... that would look...
pretty good on my hip.
How 'bout you?
I don't know. I'm thinking it over.
You're "thinking it over?"
You've been dreaming about this since your first day in the Academy.
- I don't believe you for a second. - Officer Burgess?
First Deputy Brennan would like a word.
With me?
Yes, ma'am. This way.
What happened?
Gun violence isn't the whole story.
Overall crime is down 9%.
No, it's not fake news. Do you know what?
I am sick of people saying it's fake news.
I gotta jump.
Hi, Kim.
I wanted to congratulate you
on the Jorge Luna bust.
I read all the IPR's and the supplementary reports.
You read all of our reports?
I read everyone's reports.
That's how I know you got those kids out of harm's way.
That was a team effort, ma'am.
Don't run away from a compliment.
Gets you nowhere.
I need a favor.
Last week...
I met a pastor... Aqueela Barnes.
- Have you heard of her? - Yeah.
She has quite a following on the West Side.
Yes, she does.
Her daughter wants to be a cop.
Oh. Okay, I can arrange a ride along with Patrol.
Or you could take her out yourself.
As a part of his campaign, Kelton is rebooting
the Explorers Program.
We've put a lot of time, a lot of resources into it.
I wanna show it off.
Preferably with an up-and-coming young,
female cop on our most elite unit.
Here's her card.
In case you find the time in your schedule.
Yeah.
Whoa-oh, look at you, sporting the old blues.
Just like old times. They look a little tight.
Don't expect a coffee run.
Your ride along's here. You clear it with Voight?
Yes. I know what I'm doing, Trudy.
You remember the rules. Civilian in the car.
Do not engage. And bring me back a latte.
Real milk.
Hey, Kendra.
Hi, I'm Officer Kim Burgess. How you doing?
- So nice to meet you. - Nice to meet you.
Thank you so much for this opportunity.
I know how busy you must be, ma'am.
Ooh, let's lose the "ma'am," okay?
Oh... sorry. My mom likes me to be formal.
That's okay. Grab your backpack.
It's cute. K for Kendra?
Nah. It's actually um... it's actually K for Kendrick.
I like it.
So why do you wanna be a cop, Kendra?
I'm just tired of people being shot.
So, rather than bitch and moan and just...
Oh, sorry.
That's okay. Cops are allowed to curse.
Well, rather than complain,
I just figured I'd do something about it.
You know? Try to make a difference.
Just like your mom.
Mmm... not exactly.
I mean, I believe in God and everything,
but he's not gonna fix Chicago all by himself.
I got a hit on a robbery crew.
Guy named Clay Young. Drives a red 2004 Mustang.
Illinois tags. 1-4 Eddie Paul Sam 9-6.
My CI thinks they're going to hit a house
on Stone Street, like soon.
Stone Street. We just passed that.
If anyone's close, take a peak. Stay in the shadows.
We're gonna check it out, right?
No, not with you in the car.
Come on, Officer.
No, Kendra. It's not a good idea.
But how am I supposed to learn if I don't see anything?
Please.
Now we're gonna put your police skills to the test.
Okay Kendra. See that red Mustang?
- Yeah. - Does that match the plates
- we're looking for? - Sure does.
EPS. Eddie, Paul, Sam.
Whoo. Nice work, Officer.
Jay. I got our Mustang.
Any sign of our suspect, Clay Young.
Male, white, six-feet tall?
No. The car's parked on the corner.
No one's inside. I gotta head out.
Get down! Get down!
5021 Eddie. Emergency, multiple shots fired
coming from 1520 West Stone Street.
I am pinned in. I got one down.
Roll an ambulance!
Kendra? You stay here!
You understand me? Stay here!
- Sir, are you hurt? - No.
Get behind me, now!
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah.
That's right... go, go, go, go!
Sir, I saw you're hurt. I saw you're hurt.
I'm coming to you. Can you hook my arm?
Let's go, come on. Let's do this together, buddy.
You got this! Help me out.
All right. Don't worry, an ambulance is coming.
Okay? You stay with me.
All right. Hold on, okay?
Hold up... Chicago PD!
Drop that weapon!
10-1, 10-1! Shots fired by offender and the police.
Offender on foot in the alley,
heading eastbound towards State. Gray hoodie.
Sir! I'm coming back to you, sir!
You're okay. You're okay.
Stay with me. I'm not leaving you.
Stay with me.
What do we got?
He took one to the chest. Clear that house!
Copt that.
Kendra! Are you all right?
Kendra? It's me, okay?
Kendra!
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Two offenders broke in through the back door.
They entered the dining room, started opening drawers.
Homeowner comes in, surprised 'em.
Yeah, he took two to the chest.
Name's John McCaffery.
Looks like the third shot missed, went through the window.
And that's the one that hit the pedestrian?
Yeah, bad time for a walk.
McCaffery fires back, clips Offender Number One.
Meet Clay Young.
Do we know what happened to the second offender?
He hightails it through a side door,
engages with Officer Burgess.
- Okay. Anything else? - Talked to Robbery.
They think this is the same crew
that's been hitting the Gold Coast the past few weeks.
Yeah, I figured.
All right, thanks, Cullen.
Hey, uh, what about the wife?
Once the shooting started, I hid in the bathroom.
I should have done something.
No, no. You didn't do anything wrong.
- I tried to save him... - Detective?
She needs to get to Med.
I'm so sorry for your loss.
Hey. Where's Burgess?
I don't know.
All right, what do we got?
Two offenders that we know of.
They came in through the back courtyard.
The wife didn't see much.
We've got two DOAs inside.
The homeowner, John McCaffery, and one of the bad guys.
A, uh, Clay Young, male, white, 37.
He's got a long sheet. Burglary. Meth distro.
No gang ties, though.
Wife said her husband had a gun,
and he's the one that opened fire on this Clay Young guy.
And during the shootout, a bullet came through
the window and hit a civilian here.
Wife get a look a look at the other offender?
She caught a glimpse, but she ducked into the bathroom
when the bullets started flying.
She said, white male, tall, gray hoodie.
Same guy that opened up on Kim.
I have two witnesses that saw a big guy
with a gray hoodie run out of the house,
shooting at a police officer.
All right, chase Young's knowns, dump his phone.
Talk to neighbors, check all nearby PODS.
- Excuse me! - Hey! Are you all right?
Look, it all happened really fast, okay?
There was a man down, bleeding.
I told Kendra to duck, to stay in the car...
Hold on a second, the girl was in the car with you?
Yeah, I was on a ride along.
But now I can't find her.
I went back to check on her, and she's gone...
Go find her now.
We'll talk about the other stuff later.
Excuse me, sir, have you seen this girl?
Uh-uh, no, sorry.
Why? Did something happen to her?
If you do see her, can you please call me?
Oh, sure, sure. I'll ask around.
- Thank you. - Yeah.
Yo. I heard you took fire.
- You okay? - I'm fine.
Kim. Kim, look at me.
You don't look fine.
Are you sure?
I had a ride along with me, she ran.
- Well, just find her. - I've been looking.
It's okay. Um...
There's a bus stop right there. Maybe she took the bus home.
Let me see the picture.
Maybe...
Can I help you?
Mrs. Barnes, I'm officer Burgess.
We spoke yesterday. There's been an incident...
Kendra! Are you okay?
Mrs. Barnes, may I please come in?
I would love to speak to Kendra.
I'm sorry about all of this.
When that guy started shooting at you,
I got scared.
So, I ran into a coffee shop,
and I started freaking out a little bit.
But then this nice lady walked into the bus stop.
Gave me some money, and told me to go home.
So, let me get this straight, Officer Burgess.
You were out with my daughter on a ride,
and you drove smack-dab into a shootout?
- How does that happen? - I'm sorry, Mrs. Barnes.
I certainly didn't mean for this to happen.
There was an emergency call, a man was shot.
I did what I thought was right...
No disrespect, Ms. Barnes, but my partner
is being extremely humble. She tried to save a man's life.
And almost got my daughter killed in the process.
Mom.
I appreciate you stopping by.
But if there's nothing else...
- There is. - I'm sorry.
Kendra, I have to ask you: did you happen to see
the man with the gun? He was wearing a gray hoodie.
No, I didn't. I'm sorry.
There.
Thank you.
So, we recovered a laptop in Clay Young's apartment that
traces back to a Gold Coast robbery from two weeks ago.
Well, that's good. But Young's dead.
Do we have anything on the second offender?
- Nothing so far. - Nah, we got a name.
This is, uh, Trent Stow.
Techs found his fingerprints all over the Mustang.
- Record? - Long and impressive.
He's a repeat violent offender, this guy.
Two armed robberies, three narcotics charges.
Looks like he's into meth, coke, and heroin.
All right. That makes sense, 'cause the M.E. said
they found high doses of meth in Young's system.
All right. So we've got two hopped-up junkies
robbing to support their habit.
Besides drugs, we find a nexus between Stow and Young?
Yeah, they were busted ten years ago for a robbery
when they were in college at CCU.
Stow actually played quarterback for a season.
He was a pro prospect until he beat
a kid into a coma at a bar.
The judge was an alum, so he got off with probation.
He's been busted a few times for robberies,
never convicted. This kid's been getting
a free pass his entire life.
Hey Kim, you recognize this guy?
No. All I saw was a hoodie.
All right. Bring in Trent Stow.
See if the wife of the victim can ID him.
Burgess.
How's your ride along doing?
Oh, she's fine, thank God.
I never should have engaged with her in the car.
Technically, yes, but, you did
what you thought was right.
Yeah. Well, let's hope the review team
feels the same way.
- When you meet with them? - Tomorrow.
- Any advice? - Yeah, just tell the truth.
Look, you tried to save a man's life.
Ride along or no ride along,
they're gonna understand.
- Thanks. - All right. Now get with Antonio.
Grab this punk who shot at you.
Hey.
We got the back.
Chicago PD. Trent Stow, open up!
No movement inside.
How's the back?
Pretty quiet back here.
Yo, let's go get the ram.
No. We don't have a warrant.
I don't know, I might have heard her screaming inside just now.
We go in now without paper,
we could blow the whole case.
That's Trent's truck right there.
Ruz, Ruz. Hold off, Ruz.
Hold off.
Trent Stow!
Shut off the vehicle. Step out of the truck.
Okay, I got the back. Go for it.
I don't got eyes.
- I don't got eyes! - Just hold your position!
Everybody stay back! Stay back!
Yeah, I can't see inside, man.
I got nothing.
Step out of the truck!
Hands in the air!
- Don't shoot! - Put your hands out.
Right there! Is there anybody else in there?
- Is there anyone else in there? - No! No!
- Clear! - Kim, you good?
Yeah.
What the hell is going on?
We're looking for Trent Stow. Look at me.
Trent's out of town.
Who are you?
- Shelby. - Watch, watch.
- Yeah, yeah, yeah. - Show me some ID.
House is clear.
Give it to me. I'll run it.
What are you doing here, huh?
- Feeding the cat. - "Feeding the cat."
Really? That's what you're doing here?
Hey.
Impressive.
You like to party, huh, Shelby?
- Is that an invitation? - No. It's an observation.
You got two DUIs on your record.
A third one puts you in prison.
You tweaking right now?
Come on, dude. I drove to the 7-Eleven.
Oh, we can do a little blood test down at the station.
Wa... wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.
Unless you tell us where he's hiding right now.
What did he do?
Where is he?
Staying with his brother, Vince.
You got an address?
Yeah.
- You sure? - Yeah.
Kim, get her out of here.
You think breaking up a kid's birthday party's
beon the detective exam?
Come on in, bouncy house is in the back, and...
Vince Stow?
- Can I help you? - Yeah.
We're looking for your brother, Trent.
It's my son's birthday. Can we do this later?
No.
Listen, I've got a lot of friends here,
- a lot of business colleagues... - Oh yeah, Vince.
How do you want to play this?
- Excuse me? - We can be real quiet,
or we can be real loud.
Make sure everyone knows what's going on.
- It's your choice. - Okay.
You can talk to Trent, but only if
I'm there with him, I'm his lawyer.
Yeah. Yeah, I know Clay Young.
I haven't seen him in months, since I've been sober.
You don't look sober.
Where were you this morning?
I was at an N.A. meeting.
Where?
A church off of Wabash. St. Mary's.
You own a gray hoodie, Trent?
Don't answer that.
What's this all about?
There was a home invasion murder,
and a guy, married man, two kids, was shot and killed.
Well, I got nothing to do with that.
Trent's been working as a quarterback coach
at a high school.
He's had his share of trouble in the past.
He's not that guy anymore.
Okay? He's clean and sober.
You people are making a big mistake.
Okay, then I assume you wouldn't mind coming
down at the station, doing a lineup.
- Oh, do you have a warrant? - No.
But since he's so innocent, I'm assuming
that he'd want to do it of his own free will.
Prove to us that he's not involved.
- Okay, we're done talking. - Are we?
Please try not to disturb my guests on your way out.
What's up?
Brennan.
What's she want now?
Kim. Come on in.
I just got off the phone with Med.
The man you helped, he's gonna make it.
Well, that's really great news.
Um, the EMT did a hell of a job.
Now what did I tell you about compliments?
S... sorry.
Have a seat.
So, when do you go to the IRT?
Uh... I go, um, tomorrow.
But look, I talked to Sergeant Voight,
and he said just own it.
Tell the truth about Kendra being in the car.
That's good advice. For a man.
Sad news is, the review board looks
at women differently. It is what it is.
But I guess I'm a little worried about them jamming
you up for engaging with a civilian in the car.
In the eyes of the city, you're a hero.
Female hero.
The Department could use that kind of publicity right now.
I would hate to see that narrative distorted.
Because of a technical violation.
So I shouldn't say Kendra was in the car?
Oh...
Why ruin a good story?
Let me get this straight.
This guy, Trent Stow, is our lead suspect,
but we can't get him in for a lineup?
All we have are his prints in Young's car.
No gun was recovered.
No DNA. So, we got nothing tying him to the crime.
Have we run his alibi?
Yeah, we got three people that put him
at that N.A. meeting, but it ended at 9:00.
Gives him plenty of time to pick up Young,
and get all the way to the Gold Coast.
All right, so use what we got.
- Get a search warrant. - Already tried.
Judge says we don't have probable cause.
All right, let's work the stolen property angle.
He has to be selling the stuff
he's stealing to somebody, right?
Find out who and work our way back to Stow.
I think I got something.
Talked to Robbery, they gave me
the addresses of ten suspected cleaning houses.
Got a hit off of this South Side auto body shop.
How's it connect to Stow?
Oh, NVLS records put Stow's pickup
outside of it three times last month.
How soon after the break-ins?
- It's always the next day. - All right, who wants to shop?
John Randall.
He's got a long sheet. Paroled two months ago
for felony possession of stolen property.
All right. Grab this Randall.
Rip the place apart.
Yeah, we're looking for John Randall.
Back there.
John Randall?
Chicago PD. We just wanna ask you...
Target's running out the back.
Ow!
All right. We got him. We got him.
Stop!
- He's going over. - Son of a bitch.
- Ow! - You good?
Are you kidding me? Go, man.
All right!
You move, I shoot your kneecap.
All right, all right. I'm done.
- You good? - Yeah, I'm good.
Yeah, you are.
All right. Thanks, guys.
How are you doing? How's the wing?
Uh, I just tweaked it when I tried to go
over that fence. I'll be fine.
Good when you left this morning though, right?
What are you saying?
Look, man, I just want to know you're gonna be okay
when we're out here on the street.
Of course I am. Look, I was feeling great
until I tried to go over that fence.
I'm just asking.
Hey.
I would never put you in jeopardy.
- I'm not... - Ever.
I'm not questioning that. I'm just worried about you.
Do you want me to leave the shoulder out of it
when I write up a report?
No.
You say what happened.
Cover up's always worse than the crime.
All right.
Okay.
Then I applied pressure to the civilian's wound
and did my best to stabilize him.
What happened next?
The offender emerged from the residence,
opened fire. I engaged with the suspect.
Where was your partner at the time?
He was on duty, Detective Chen. Back at the 21st.
Why was that?
Because I was asked to assist
on the Explorer's Program.
So you were alone?
Yes. I was alone.
Okay. Thanks for your time.
You did the city proud, Officer Burgess.
You're excused.
Thank you.
Found those hidden in your mechanic bay.
- They ain't mine. - Y-Yeah, we know that.
They belong to John McCaffery.
This man.
Bled out in front of his wife.
Trent Stow did that to him.
Who the hell is Trent Stow?
Him.
Never seen him before.
- Well, you might wanna reconsider. - Why's that?
Because you're staring down murder charges.
Murder?
The way I see it,
you're part of a conspiracy.
- Nah, that's ridiculous. - Yeah?
Stow and Young do the robbing and the killing.
You do the washing and the selling.
No. I didn't kill anyone.
I don't kill anyone. And I don't rob.
I just buy things, man.
Who sold you the watches, then?
A woman.
And I didn't get a name. She was just a runner.
What'd she look like?
Pretty blonde. High as a kite.
She look familiar?
Yeah, that's her.
Sarge, Shelby Jarvek's in the wind.
We got no known residence. Went by Stow's place.
No sign of her, but the pickup was in the driveway.
Well, I just ran her phone.
It pinged early this morning at 2:35
in Englewood, near Elm and 112th Street,
but it goes dead shortly after that.
You know there's an open-air drug market
- right there on Elm. - All right, head over there.
See if you can track it her down.
Burgess, there's someone here to see you.
Okay.
We live across the street from the McCaffery's.
Uh, I got your card from Zeb.
He owns a chocolate shop near us.
Right, okay. And you saw something?
Not exactly.
When I heard the shots, I ducked into a coffee shop.
There was a girl in there.
She was really upset, crying.
She said she bumped into the man with a gun.
Got a look at him in the alley.
And sh... she was talking about the shooter?
Yeah, she was terrified.
Did you get the girl's name?
Uh, no, I just walked her to a bus.
Okay. What did she look like?
The girl, what did she look like?
Cute. African American.
She had a pink backpack with a "K" on it.
Yeah, thank you.
We're gonna try and find her.
- Sure. - Thanks for coming in.
Gold Coast witness?
Possibly, yeah. I need to dig into it more, though.
Good.
Get on it.
What's up with Burgess?
- What do you mean? - She seems a little off.
Yeah, well, that ride along thing
shook her up pretty good. No good deed.
But she already talked to IRT, right?
- Told 'em what happened? - Don't know.
I haven't seen any paperwork.
Hmm.
Thank you.
You're sure she was talking about Kendra?
Positive. Yeah.
Did you reach out to her?
No, I wanted to talk to you first.
Have you gone in front of the review board?
Yeah, a few hours ago, and I didn't mention Kendra.
Like you suggested.
Excuse me?
When we spoke the other day...
I congratulated you on a job well done.
Right.
I'm confident that you can find a way to solve this case
without involving Kendra.
Thanks for keeping me in the loop, Kim.
Hey, hold up! Hold up!
Where are you going?
What you need, man?
Just some information.
- I ain't got nothing for ya. - No, it's not like that.
We're not here to jam you up, all right?
Have you seen this woman?
She a customer?
- What's in it for me? - How about we search you?
See what you got on you. Take ya down to the station.
Okay, okay, okay. Look...
I seen her around. She was partying last night.
All right? What'd she do?
Nothing. We just wanna talk to her.
Where was she partying?
That place on the corner.
There's always something going on over there.
Can I go now?
Yeah. Hey, have a nice day.
Ready?
It's clear.
- It's coming from in there. - Yeah.
See anything?
Not really. Ready?
Yeah, go! Go!
She's gone.
- Hey boss? - Yeah?
M.E.'s office is ruling Hollythe Shelby Jarvek'ss.
Death a homicide.
Found rat poison in her smack.
Well, maybe she caught a bad batch.
Yeah, we don't have any other 911 calls
or ODs in the area, so it's possible,
but it doesn't look like anyone else caught a hot batch.
Stow knows Shelby talked to us.
He also knew she's running his stolen goods.
I think he got nervous and cooked her up a hot shot.
Well, we got anything that puts Stow with Shelby
- near where you found her body? - Nothing credible.
I mean, two junkies said they saw a tall, white male
enter the building with Shelby. They couldn't make an ID.
Then this Trent Stow has gotta be
the luckiest man alive.
That's three homicides on this piece of garbage.
All right, get back out to the McCaffery crime scene,
widen the perimeter, re-canvass.
Re-interview every witness around the Gold Coast.
This is glamorous.
Oh, Stow was last seen around here.
So here we are.
Your shoulder looks better, huh?
- Acupuncture. - Really?
Yep, don't knock it 'til you try it.
What happened to pain pills and a shot of vodka?
That's not my style, bro.
Hey, check it out. Might be Stow's gun.
What do you got?
Stapler. False alarm.
Hold up.
See that? Security camera right there.
Now how did patrol miss that?
All right, we might get this son of a bitch.
Yeah.
Wait. Run it back, freeze it.
Freeze it when he bumps into the person.
Enlarge it.
Is that who I think it is?
Yeah, that's Kendra. That's my ride along.
Well go talk to her.
I mean, you okay with that, Kim?
Of course.
Take Kevin with you.
Let's go.
Kim.
- You okay? - Yeah.
You seem quiet.
Everything good?
I screwed up, Kev.
With the IRT. I didn't mention...
Kendra in the report, so...
Why?
Brennan told me not to mention her.
The Deputy Superintendent told you not to mention it?
Yeah, and now if Kendra
takes the stand, the whole case is compromised,
because I left her out of that report.
I left her out of that report.
She's not a credible witness.
I'm not a credible witness,
and a cop is only as good as their word.
I could lose my job.
How, when you were only taking Brennan's lead?
No. I was trying to cover my ass,
or kiss Brennan's, I'm not sure which.
Well, don't beat yourself up about it.
Maybe Kendra didn't actually see Stow.
Don't do that.
Don't do what?
Root against our own case.
I'm not rooting against the case,
but I'm trying to be here for you.
And I appreciate that.
But this one's on me. Nobody else.
Did you see a man in a gray hoodie
near the coffee shop, the day of the shooting?
I told you, I didn't see anything.
Is this you talking, Kendra, or your mom?
'Cause if you don't wanna go against your mom, I get it.
But just don't lie. It only makes things worse.
But if you want to put bad guys away, now is your chance.
You have to level with me, Kendra. Cop to cop.
She didn't see anything.
Thank you for talking to us, Kendra.
Kim!
I saw him! I... I saw him.
- Okay? - He ran right into me.
I'm sorry I didn't say anything before. My mom...
It's okay. Hey, it's okay.
Do you think you can ID him?
Yeah, I can try.
Okay. Good.
Okay.
Take your time.
That's him. Right there.
Are you sure?
Yeah, and I remember
he had a skull tattoo on his right hand.
Great memory.
I could've told you that.
You're gonna make a great cop, Kendra.
Thanks.
- So now what? - Now what?
We get you to sign a statement.
It's called an affidavit, swearing that you saw
that man, Trent Stow, wearing a gray hoodie,
holding a gun, running down an alley.
And then we take that affidavit to a judge,
the judge gives us a warrant,
and we arrest his ass.
Cool.
Nice work.
Hey. Need to talk.
What's going on?
It's Burgess.
Look, she's in a tough spot.
She talked to IRT,
but she never told them about Kendra.
So I'm guessing you want me to reach out to Louisa Chen?
- Antonio, take the back. - Got it.
Let me know when you guys are set.
Hold, Kev.
Move.
Go, Jay.
Ready?
Chicago PD! Open up!
- Help me! - I got a body.
5021 Eddy, emergency.
Roll an ambulance to 843 Timber Lane.
Did Trent do this?
Yes. I came home.
He broke into the garage. He stole my car.
- Take it easy, Vince. - He's out of control.
- He's completely high. - I understand, Vince.
I need you to just take deep breaths, okay?
- An ambulance is coming. - I swear to God...
You were right.
I thought he was trying to get sober.
I'm sorry.
I'm so sorry.
Don't worry about that now, Vince.
Don't worry about that.
All right, thanks. Hey, Patrol found Vince Stow's
car crashed in Cicero.
There was blood on the driver's side,
- and no sign of Stow. - When did it happen?
Passerby called it in 20 minutes ago.
Well, let's get on the horn with Cicero Police.
Let 'em know we're en route running code.
Get them a pic of Stow. I'll call Voight.
- We'll get on the ground there. - All right, we got this.
- Okay. - All right.
Atwater. CPD. Talk to me about the offender.
Yeah, we just got word. Witness saw a man
covered in blood running on Cleveland Ave.
- Which way is that? - Down there.
Yeah, that makes sense. Fresh blood going that way.
Whoa, whoa, whoa... call your people here!
- I think it came from that way. - That motel, for sure.
Okay, let's get it.
Help! Help!
- Kev, cover me. Cover me. - Gotcha.
Send an ambulance.
- Same address. Man down. - Copy that, ambo en route.
- Are you okay? - Think so.
We have an ambulance coming. Tell me what happened.
I found the guy in one of the rooms.
Um, he broke in, and I... I grabbed him,
- and he just started shooting. - What room? What room?
Uh, 208. Second floor.
Okay, can you make it over there with me?
- I'll help you. - Take him.
I'll help you. Come on. Come on.
- You're okay. - You ready?
Yeah, let's go.
- 208, he said? - Yeah.
All units, be advised.
Suspect is reported to be in room 208.
We're moving in.
Hey! Come here, come here, come here, come here.
Get behind me. Both of you, you too.
Come on now. Get behind the car.
- Get behind the car. - Get back behind the car.
Get down.
- Okay let's go. - 202.
Down there.
- 208. - 208.
- Here we go. - Okay, let's go.
- Locked. - Stand clear.
All right, let's go.
Hold, hold, hold, hold.
Okay, talk to me.
We're good. Move! Move!
- I got two doors. - Chicago PD.
Trent, if you are here, put your hands up.
I think he's dead... oh my God!
Hey! Move!
He dragged me in here! He's crazy!
Go, go, go!
Clear.
Trent! I see you in there!
Get your hands up and come out!
Go!
Cross him! Cross him! I'm getting that gun.
Get up! Get up, Trent!
Get up!
I'll call the M.E.
I got a pulse.
What?
It's faint, but it's still there.
He's alive.
Barely.
We can call it in. It's up to you.
What's going on in there, you guys?
Talk to me.
You guys all right?
What's your status?
Kim, Kev... come back.
Kev...
Officer, are you carrying Narcan?
Where am I?
Under arrest.
If you would have let him go, I wouldn't have blamed you.
Believe me, I wanted to.
I just couldn't.
If it all starts to fall down on you,
you know I got your back.
Thanks, man, but I'm going to the review team right now
I'm telling them everything.
I don't care what happens to me.
Huh.
Hey.
How 'bout getting that shot of vodka?
- I could use it. - Not tonight, bro.
- No? You good? - Yeah, all good.
I'll see you tomorrow.
All right, man.
Hey, thanks for picking up, Doc.
Look, it's still bad,
so I'm gonna need a refill on the hydrocodone.
Will do. Thanks.
Hey. Boss, you got a sec?
What's up?
I went back to Detective Chen at the review board
top come clean about Kendra.
She said it was taken care of, so thank you.
- You didn't have to do that for me. - I didn't.
It wasn't on me to clean up your mess.
Excuse me?
Yeah, I heard about what you told the IRT.
Anything else?
No. I...
Listen, I should have listened to you in the first place...
I don't give a damn who you listen to.
But don't you ever compromise a case again.
You hear me?
- You copy? - I copy, Sarge.
You were sitting on the fact
that Kendra was a witness?
I mean, if you ever do anything like that again,
I'll bury you.
Understood.
You okay?
Not really.
I talked to Atwater.
You know...
Detective Chen and I, we go way back.
Trudy, I am so ashamed.
You were in a tough spot.
No, that is no excuse.
It's not.
Thank you.
It wasn't a hard sell.
No one's looking to take down a cop who caught fire.
But next time, if it's between Voight and Brennan,
listen to the cop.
Okay.
Let's get that damn latte. I'm buying.
Thank God.
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