Trackers

-We'll get the diamonds. -And what if we don't?

-Do you have news? -The delivery has been delayed.

There are lives at stake here.

It's time we called our American friends.

- Yeah? - You stole my money,

and I want it back.

Inkunzi runs a tight herd.

What, Inkunzi's untouchable?

Nobody's untouchable.

Here's the deal. You try to warn them,

you come to us.

You should look him up.

I should have killed you instead of the boy.

I think you probably should've.

Oh fuck!

Yeah?

In progress now?

Shit.

I'm on my way.

Fuck.

Okay, SUV registered to Nkunzi

just hit a camera on Adderly Street.

I see him.

I've got the man in front of me.

Raj, I'm in pursuit.

Come on!

He's turning right.

Heading for the container yard!

Raj...

We lost him.

Shit.

Gotcha.

You want coffee?

Thanks.

Just milk, please.

Hi.

Hi.

-Hey. -Stay-- stay back!

-It's me. It's me. -Stay back!

Lemmer!

-I'm sorry. -What happened?

Lost an argument with a bullet.

But, I'm fine. I'm fine.

Come in.

-I'm good. -Alright.

They don't like you very much.

Well, the feeling's mutual.

Are you still in Cape Town?

No.

So, where did you go?

Loxton.

Could've warned me.

You could've called me.

I-I'm sorry.

I'm sorry, okay? Did you manage to put him to sleep?

Um, listen, I have to go, okay?

I love you. Bye.

Forensics get anything from the SUV?

Um...

Someone is targeting our witnesses.

First Ismael,

now Nkunzi.

Why?

Do you think the Allajna is trying to cover their tracks?

Maybe.

It's not like Nkunzi had a shortage of enemies.

Anything from the girls?

No. Um, they're

too terrified to remember anything, so--

Ma'am, I think we found something.

The camera at the side of the property

caught this footage.

Looks like a white male,

-mid 30s? -That doesn't look like

Allajna or some...

-rival tsotsi. -No.

Are you gonna tell me what happened?

Yeah, I was looking for something.

And I assume you didn't find it.

My gun.

You came back to Cape Town for your gun?

And a girl.

You've always had bad taste in women.

Not always.

Too bad you fucked that up.

Um...

-It's the one on the right. -She's pretty.

And she's a vet.

You obviously have a type.

-You know her? -Oh, Lemmer...

...veterinary medicine is a profession,

not a tennis club.

Do you know every washed-up state bodyguard

in South Africa?

Yeah.

Most of them.

Well, sorry, I can't help you.

Is this the Silo Gallery?

Yeah. At the waterfront.

I have to open up shop.

Okay.

Next time,

call first?

Residents describe

hearing several loud shots fired inside

the luxury residence in the early hours of this morning.

This was the third attempt

on Julius Shabangu's life in less than 16 months,

the second since he moved here to Cape Town.

A number of eyewitnesses claim the assassin

fled the scene in the victim's own SUV...

You're leaving?

Uh, yeah, I've gotta get to work.

What, you want me to swing by afterwards to pick you up?

Um, I'll call you.

You can let yourself out.

Uh, yeah, sure.

...he has risen to become one of the most feared figures...

...in South African organized crime.

Often criticized for his courting of press attention,

viewers may remember the scenes of anger

and rejoicing outside the high court in Pretoria last year

when Shabangu was dramatically acquitted of murder.

Is this the best we can get off the CCTV?

Yeah, the resolution's just not there.

Turns out, our kingpin

was cutting corners in his security package.

We have a possible ID.

An American, Lucas Becker.

He has been calling Nkunzi for a week now.

They have been in some kind of dispute over stolen money.

Yesterday afternoon, Becker called Nkunzi.

Again.

You want money? Speak to Osman.

Rubbish has my money.

-Then tell me where to find him. -I don't know!

Fuck off.

Hang on. Why give him Osman's name?

Maybe he hoped

the American would do his dirty work for him.

Bring me whatever you can gather on this...

Lucas Becker.

-Sorry, Jess. -The bull is dead.

-I saw on the news, yeah. -And we have a prime suspect.

Really? Who?

The American. Lucas Becker.

You correlated his calls, right?

Uh, he's not connected to our investigation though.

He is now. The boss wants you to do

a full briefing on him at 10:00.

Hey.

You'll be fine.

Lucas Becker came onto our radar a week ago

with repeated calls to

Julius "Nkunzi" Shabangu.

In the calls, he claims two of Nkunzi's men

hijacked his rental and stole a bag of cash.

He wants the money back,

asking politely at first, and then more threateningly.

Though until yesterday, when Nkunzi gave him

the name of Osman, there was nothing

to suggest any connection

to our investigation into Allajna

or the diamonds.

Becker has a clean record other than a single

charge for attempting to smuggle

an artifact over the border of Iraq,

but the charges were dropped.

-Artifacts? -A small statue,

13th-century Persian.

Wait, wait, rewind.

What was he doing in that part of the world?

Becker's ex-US Marine Corps, and has a degree

in archeology from the University of Michigan.

He spent the last six years as a freelance contractor

working with NGOs to protect antiquities

in places like Iraq and Afghanistan.

Also with brief stints in Jordan and Israel.

And why exactly were the charges dropped?

It seems someone at the US Consulate

in Erbil intervened on his behalf.

The Iraqi government accepted that it was a mistake,

and they dropped the charges.

Anything else?

As I said, there's...

there's nothing to suggest that Becker is

a person of interest for this investigation.

Thank you, Mrs. Strachan.

Do we know where he is?

We have eyes on his hotel.

Hasn't returned yet.

Slow down. Yeah--

I was just as surprised as you were--

You gotta trust me on this.

Okay? I will get it to you. Ju--

You think the woman could have done this?

Must we now tell Daoud?

About Nkunzi.

We brought brother Daoud here with our promises.

I told him two days, no problems.