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They offered you more money,
better hours, but you said no?
Yeah, I'm happy where I'm at.
- You're nuts. - I'm loyal.
See, now I know you're old.
Come on. Look at this.
Great place for a sobriety test.
Come on, you're right in front of our drop-off.
Oh, damn it.
I'm gonna need you guys to back up.
Fifteen minutes, maybe more.
We gotta check all the boxes on this idiot
before we take him downtown.
But hey, if you guys wanna unload from here, have at it.
Thanks.
- Let's go! - Whoa, guy's got a gun.
- Hands, now. - Okay, okay!
- Out of the truck! - Let me see those hands, man!
Drop the bags!
Now, get out of the truck! Move!
Take it easy!
Easy.
We got this. Get the money!
Sit down. Sit down. Just sit down!
Okay.
Let's go, let's go!
Come on, hurry up.
- We can take them. - No, we can't. Just sit still.
Shut up.
Come here.
- That's it. - That's it, that's it!
Let's go!
Say one more word.
Say one more word, I'll kill you.
- Let's go. - Come on, come on!
Let's go.
Move!
Two guys driving the armored truck are over there.
They got tuned up pretty good, but they're okay.
- That's good to hear. - Only thing we know so far,
our perps are dressed like undercover NYPD.
And they had two cars: Crown Vic and an Audi.
We're checking for surveillance now.
No, not yet.
All right, I'm gonna take him.
Hi, I'm Special Agent Maggie Bell.
Yeah, like I told the cops... the real cops...
there was three of them.
Two white, one black.
Weight?
One of the white dudes was tall and skinny.
The other one and the black guy were pretty average.
The guy who came up to the window, he had a badge?
Yeah, he looked legit.
I could definitely ID one of them.
The dude who was pretending to be drunk.
Bastard stared right in my eyes.
Said he was gonna kill me.
This man have any distinguishing features
or characteristics?
Yeah, besides that. Like, an accent, a tattoo, a scar?
Do you remember anything? Did he use a name?
A nickname? No, no, nothing specific.
I just remember him getting in my face,
Yelling and screaming, threatening to kill me.
We need to get him to the hospital, run some tests.
Hold up.
Before you go, I'm gonna need your shirt...
And your face.
I'm not gonna lie, people. I'm a little pumped up here.
Hunting violent bank robbers
is how the Bureau cut its teeth.
I'm talking Pretty Boy Floyd,
Baby Face Nelson, and of course the FBI's
very first Public Enemy Number one, John Dillinger.
Thanks for the history lesson.
Now, let's figure out who's involved.
Yes, ma'am.
How the perps knew that
that truck would be at that place at that time
with that much money in it.
$2.6 million, to be exact.
It was a set route and set drop time,
so we're thinking they have somebody on the inside.
It's possible, but it seems unlikely.
They were both pistol-whipped.
Yeah, 2.6 million takes the sting away pretty quick.
Kristen's got a team that's vetting everyone
who works at the Five Burroughs Bank and Conserva.
Hey, let's focus on the employees with access
to route information,
and let's dig into those two drivers, as well.
What about surveillance footage?
Ah, OA sent us this ten minutes ago.
Plates on both cars don't match the make or model.
Because they were stolen.
What about the cars themselves?
Uh, checking into that now.
Actually, you know what?
Hold up.
What is this?
Let's blow this up.
Looks like a parking decal.
Yeah, yeah, yeah.
Get the name of the company and every employee
that works there with the same make and model.
You wanna know where my car was last night?
That's correct.
We believe that your car was used
in an armored car robbery.
I obviously have nothing to do with that.
I design eco-friendly office buildings.
I don't rob banks or trucks.
I was at the theater with my wife.
We saw "Dear Evan Hansen."
Then we went out to a late dinner
and then back to our house in Brooklyn Heights.
Feel free to run my credit cards
or check my wife's Instagram.
Anyone else have access to your car?
I'm the only guy in the city with a black Audi?
No, but you are the only one
with a Kiriyuchi Design decal on the windshield.
Literally the only one.
Is it possible somebody used it without your consent?
Sorry, guys. I'm done.
If you wanna keep talking, you can call my lawyer.
Jubal, get a tech up to Brooklyn Heights
and sweep the car.
Yeah, ran and confirmed.
Jack Salerno was telling the truth.
He and his wife, Alexandra, were at the theater,
and then they went to dinner, paid the tab at 12:01 AM.
Well, his wife loves selfies and pictures of food.
Especially fish, but I got something else.
Something better. Salerno's brother, Nick.
He's got two priors,
drug distribution and armed robbery.
And get this: He used to work at Conserva.
12 Chatham Road, Brooklyn Heights.
Same as Jack Salerno.
He lives with his brother.
Means he has access to the car.
We're on it.
It's coming your way.
I was home all night in my brother's basement.
Yeah, me.
We're looking into an armed robbery.
Something you have experience in.
No, man, that's over. I did my time.
I work construction now.
You ever borrow your brother's car?
What are you talking about?
It's not a trick question. Do you ever drive it?
Yeah, every now and then. So?
No, I told you, I was home all night.
Look, guys, I got nothing to do with this robbery.
So, the fact that your brother's car
was at the crime scene
and that you worked at Conserva for six months...
What, that's just a coincidence?
Guess so.
Yeah, I really gotta get back to work.
No. Not the lucky ones, anyway.
Yeah, Nick used to work here. He's a good guy.
I didn't fire him. The boss did.
Nick wasn't too reliable or responsible.
And he got caught stealing.
So, other than that, he was a damn good employee?
Let's just say being a good employee wasn't his thing.
And that doesn't fly around here.
This whole company is built on trust.
One transgression and you're out.
Can't have maintenance workers stealing things off desks,
out of cars.
Any way Salerno could have gotten access
to the route information?
You mean for the armored cars?
No, impossible.
That stuff is highly confidential.
Only a few people in the whole company
have access to that data.
Wait, are you saying Nick had something to do with
what happened last night?
We're not sure. We're still investigating.
I'd be surprised.
Nick seemed to be doing pretty good.
Yeah, once in a while.
When was the last time you spoke to him?
I don't know, maybe two, three months ago.
Okay.
Well, if you think of anything that might be useful,
let us know.
Rangers lead the way.
Nice. You serve?
Yeah, two tours in Iraq. Army Airborne.
I did three.
Specialist Jason Morgan. Captain Omar Zidan.
Hey, ran the name of every Conserva employee...
- Mm-hmm. - They run a tight ship.
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