Chicago P.D.

- Let me help with that. - No, I got it.

- You sure? - Yeah.

- You hungry? - No.

- I can make my famous French toast.

- You don't have to do that. - What?

- Pretend like nothing's changed.

- I'm not. I'm just trying to help.

I know, I just--

Look, you should go to work.

I'm pretty sure the bad guys aren't taking a day off

because I had a miscarriage.

I feel like I need some space.

Yeah.

She's doing good I think.

Boss put her on an IOD for a few days, so...

- That's good to hear. - Yeah.

Hey, Adam.

Uh, how you doing?

I'm really sorry about everything.

You okay? - Yeah, yeah.

Man plans. God laughs.

- Mm-hmm. You need anything

you let me know. - Okay, thanks.

Vanessa.

- Ben. Ooh.

You look great.

I can't believe you're a police officer.

- Most of the time I don't either.

- I'm proud of you. - Thank you.

We both know I wouldn't be here if it wasn't for you.

So what's up? Why'd you come by?

Yeah, I need a favor.

Name it.

- I'm looking for a guy I've been working with.

He's an addict.

In and out of shelters, but mostly on the streets.

- And he's gone missing? - Yeah.

I had a job interview set up for him yesterday.

We even picked out a suit. He never showed up.

I haven't been able to reach him since.

I know this is small potatoes for someone like you--

Aw, Ben.

You've been there for me since I was six years old.

Send me everything you have on this guy.

Thanks.

Yeah.

- That you, Rojas? - Morning.

- You coming or going? - Going.

Hitting the streets already?

- Well, I'm trying to track down a missing.

Got a BOLO out.

It's a personal thing. Off the record.

You need some help?

'- Roberto Albert Peña. Three priors for possession.

Last known was an apartment in Pilsen.

- My friend Ben says he's homeless.

Who's your friend?

- He's the Director of Homeless Planning.

He oversees a bunch of shelters.

I've known him since I was a kid.

- Okay, I got your back. Let's get it.

- If you hear from him, please, let me know.

- Yeah, if I see him I'm gonna break his neck.

Son of a bitch owes me six months rent.

His apartment stinks like cigarettes.

- Thanks for being so cooperative!

- All right, so what's next? - Don't know.

Maybe we start canvassing, handing out photos?

- Okay, we'll talk to me. What's this about?

The missing dude or big homie, Ben?

Ben.

He was my case worker when I was a kid.

Foster care.

What a good guy.

- The best. He saved my life.

What do you mean?

Long story.

- I'd like to hear it one day.

When I'm ready.

- Meanwhile, I can always share a story from my childhood too.

Freshmen year I got cut from the basketball team.

I'm still not over that. - Like Michael Jordan?

Just like Mike.

- 2143 Squad, can I mobile with 5021 Frank?

- This is 5021 Frank. Go with your traffic 2143.

- We found your missing person.

- Copy that. 5021 Frank en route.

- Hey. - I got word.

Guess they found my card on him.

I'm so sorry, Ben.

That's where they found him?

In a dumpster?

Tossed like trash.

We'll find who did this.

I promise.

Who found the body?

- Construction worker. - Uh-huh.

Lost his keys.

Thought he accidentally tossed them into the dumpster.

Took a dive he won't forget. - Hm.

Your friend got any idea who might've done it?

- No, but I told him I'd look into it.

Uh-huh.

- I know this isn't the kind of case we normally take.

- Listen, you don't have to apologize or explain.

We got a dead body. A dead person.

We're taking it.

So what'd the M.E. say?

- Died from sharp force wounds. - Uh-huh.

- Probably a hunting knife or serrated edge.

Uh-huh.

- Time of death between 10:00 p.m. and 1:00 a.m.

There's no blood present in the dumpster,

so he was probably killed somewhere else.

- All right--Roberto got any gang affiliations?

No.

He's an out of work roofer with a big drug problem.

I mean, according to Ben, he was doing better.

- All right, so let's pound the pavement.

Find a witness, security camera.

And dig into Roberto. Track his movements.

Where was he staying? What was he doing?

Okay.

I talked to Platt.

She was going through Roberto's priors.

He got jammed up last week. Here.

Outside this church. - Why wasn't that in his file?

It was just a contact card.

Responding officers didn't arrest him.

I mean, this could be where he's been living.

- Excuse us. Hey, Chicago PD.

You serve? - Iraq, four tours.

- I did two tours in Afghanistan.

This is, uh, Detective Rojas, Detective Upton.

I'm Detective Halstead. - Alex.

- We're looking for information on a Roberto Peña.

- Yeah, I know Roberto. - He stays here?

- On and off. Not like you need a key.

- When was the last time you saw him?

- I don't know. Maybe two weeks ago?

- Did he get into any trouble around here?

- Nah, he was all right. He was big talker.

Serious dope fiend.

What'd he do? - He was murdered.

- Damn. What happened?

We don't know yet.

Does he have any friends around here?

- He, uh, usually hung out with Sammy the T.

Who's that?

You Sammy?

Hey, uh, yeah, uh...

were you looking to buy that Bear shirt earlier?

No, sorry.

I'm Detective Upton. This is Officer Rojas.

We understand that you know Roberto Peña.

You're police.

- Yeah, but you're not in trouble.

We just wanna talk. - To talk?

Mm-hmm.

Have you seen Roberto lately?

Last night.

- Here? - No.

We went to an AA meeting on Clark.

Free cookies.

- Did Roberto seem upset about anything?

- Just about the man following me in the blue pickup truck.

- Was he following you or Roberto?

You guys want me to seriously answer that?

You guys are hilarious.

- Look, we just wanna know who he was.

- I certainly don't know his name--

or CIA rank. I'm sure you do.

Excuse me?

- I assume you're running point for him now.

Ah, I didn't realize how deep this went.

Look, Sammy.

It's okay, Sammy. I just want to talk.

How long you been living here?

- A couple months. It's quiet.

Good for reading.

And I thought they'd never find me here.

- So this guy who was following you, the CIA--

you sure he wasn't following Roberto?

Could've been.

Why? Something happen to Roberto?

He was murdered, Sammy.

- I used to give Roberto legal advice.

He'd pay me in snacks.

You a lawyer?

- I went to law school for two years.

- Do you know where Roberto was staying?

- No. Uh...

I think you guys should go.

One more question.

How much for that cool Harry Caray shirt?

- Sarge. - What do you got?

- I followed up on the T-shirt guy's story

about going to an AA meeting with Roberto,

so this is security footage from the community center,

and this is from an auto shop down the block.