Bosch

Okay. I'm good. All yours.

Can we get a priority on the GSR?

Roger that.

He's gonna have gunshot residue on his hand.

Won't prove anything one way or another.

If somebody staged this,

they would have accounted for that.

We gotta dot the "I" s, don't we?

Always.

Always dot the "I" s.

One shot expended.

- Detective? - Mm-hm.

You're gonna want to take a look at this.

- How recent are those? - A day or two.

Hm. Maybe he was into a little kink.

That's just between us for now.

Roger that.

I'm gonna take a look around.

Mm-hm.

He sent a text.

Thanks.

Drake. Maury.

Shoot that, bag it and get it to me.

Coniff.

12:15 a text was sent to George Irving's cell.

Sorry, partner, I let you down.

So five minutes before he bought the farm,

he texted an apology to his dead partner,

- and then he shot himself? - Apparently.

You have your doubts, Detective?

To me, that sells it as suicide.

If this is his phone and he actually sent the message.

Why wouldn't it be?

Keeping an open mind, sir.

This is a burner, after all,

and there's only one message on it.

He was dirty. Of course he had a burner.

His personal cell phone is missing.

He got rid of it. Any number of reasons.

Or somebody took it.

All right, what else have we got?

Surveillance heard the gunshot...

at 12:20 a.m.

Contact attempted, no response.

SWAT called to make an entry.

Arrived on the scene at 1:45.

Entry was made 30 minutes later.

If somebody else was in the house when he died,

they had time to go out the backdoor.

Past our team in the alley?

They'd gone to find a head.

Oh.

If they had eyes on our surveillance,

they would have known when to pull the trigger.

You know, sometimes things are just as they seem, detectives.

And this, to me,

is one of those times.

I'm looking forward to reading your report.

Did you hear what I just heard?

What did you hear?

That he wants this to be a suicide.

Needs it even.

Yeah, well, fuck him.

I'm not shading my report for anybody.

Not even the Chief of Ds.

Bosch.

Something come up?

30 minutes.

Dad.

Dad?

It's him.

Autopsy will confirm, but it's him.

It's Burrell.

Yeah, I'm sure.

St. Jude's medal in his pocket.

Wife's initials on the back.

She gave it to him when he took this assignment.

I told her.

I didn't tell her he'd been tortured.

All the bones in his hands and feet.

For Silver, that text is as good as a signed suicide note.

Suicide solves a lot of problems on the tenth floor.

Two dead cops, friends.

One a hero, one a criminal overcome with remorse.

They'll call it a suicide, but we both know it's not.

That works for Nash, too.

He went to the trouble. Suicide buys him time.

- For what? - The big payday.

Pot of gold that connects all of this.

Allen's murder to your son's,

and Nash to both.

Take a look at these photos Nash took.

Tony Allen was leaving his wife for her,

the younger woman.

He was gonna marry her.

He was gonna take his money with him.

Now, Veronica needs a partner to stop that from happening.

Nash.

So he's waiting to get paid for killing her husband.

- And you're sure there's a pot of gold? - I'm betting on it.

- So how do we find it? - We've been watching the widow.

She's been waiting, too.

Waiting for the estate to settle.

She'll lead us to the money.

That'll lead us to Nash.

Follow the money.

Follow the fuckin' money.

Bosch.

You know Coniff and Espinosa.

Yeah, Brad and I go back.

The RHD task force on George Irving's murder

is now investigating the death of Eddie Arceneaux.

You guys callin' it a suicide or a murder?

We're calling it undetermined at this time.

Two nights ago you gave me Carl Nash's name

as a lead in the Irving killing.

Check him out?

Working on it.

Nash left LAPD under a cloud,

at least that's the story.

The story's true.

What'd he do?

Corrupt. Brutal.

Ton of his cases were tainted.

Big ugly can of worms nobody wanted opened.

So IA bounced him on some bullshit technicality.

Who told you Nash sold guns to Arceneaux?

Confidential informant.

Any chance that informant was Eddie Arceneaux?

Arceneaux wasn't one of my Cls.

You know, there are informants who cooperate voluntarily.

And then there are those who are forced to.

Found that in his trashcan.

- It was used on someone. - So what? He's a cop.

Arceneaux had marks on his wrist consistent with that cuff.

You're suggesting I forced Arceneaux to give me Nash's name?

All right, that's outrageous.

Did you?

Piss off.

Detectives. Where's this going?

Bosch and Edgar have got a case to work.

We've got a case to work, too.

We're investigating the murder of

a brave young undercover officer,

not some mobbed up piece of shit pornographer,

so if you have information we should have, now's the time.

I'm drawing up a warrant today for Nash's house.

When we're good to go, we'll give you a call.

Maybe we find something helps us both out.

All we wanted. A little cooperation.

You got it.

You two aren't going anywhere.

How did you connect Nash to Arceneaux and their case?

Our sources at Van Nuys said Nash was the guy in the Valley

to see for a throw away. I passed it along.

And you didn't tell me because...

Not our case, RHDs. Hands off.

Is there anything else you're not telling me?

Not that I can think of.

We could use some extra hands

to help surveille Veronica Allen.

I can give you two shifts.

Johnson and Moore, Ferris and Roberts.

Beautiful.

- Bosch. - Yeah.

Let's get a cup of coffee.

Harry, I know you're off the reservation.

What I don't know is if you've got company.

Not sure I follow you, Lieutenant.

I know it's not Edgar.

He's as much in the dark as I am about what you're up to.

I got a friend who works out at a gym near PAB.

He says that Irving's in there every day at lunch.

Hitting the heavy bag. Wearing it out.

Bare knuckled.

He's grieving, angry. Your point?

People get desperate, they get dangerous.

They do damage.

To themselves and others.

Thanks for the warning.

Bosch.

Sorry I kept you waiting.

Thanks for meeting me on such short notice.

On a Saturday.

Not a problem.

We found him.

Right where you thought he would be.

I'm so sorry.

Can't even imagine what that family's

been going through the last two years.

The director asked me to convey his thanks.

I appreciate that.

He authorized the amendment to your record.

Your flag will be removed.

Any idea how long that will take?

You know bureaucracies.

All too well.

In the interim,

I have a letter of recommendation

signed by the director.