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My dad used to take me and Will here
all the time when we were kids.
It's like the seventh year in a row
that we've been here for his birthday.
I'm honored.
The bartender, Marco, he's like 90-something.
He still makes a great martini,
but he mixes me and Will up every time he sees us.
It's awesome.
Does Marco know his way around a whisky sour,
- is the question? - Yes, he does.
This line is taking forever.
Yeah, it is.
Hold on.
God.
Dude, it won't fit.
Just badge the valet, we'll get a trophy spot,
- end of story. - I got this.
Well, that was the curb.
But, you're adorable.
I'm not sure that was a compliment.
How's that for a compliment?
Honestly, I'm not sure if you meant it.
You kind of phoned it in.
Was the second bottle of red my bad decision
or your bad decision?
I'm pretty sure it was mutual.
Morning, campers.
Someone's got the Irish flu.
Hailey? Hold up, come here.
Voight's looking for you.
About last night.
Class you were supposed to teach.
You know
not everyone gets picked to be a guest instructor
at the academy.
I got that covered. Was there a problem?
Did you know Voight was gonna be there?
Thanks.
This is a total Ruzek move, am I right?
God, absolutely.
I think I have some in my desk.
Yes, please.
Hey, Sarge, you got a sec?
What's up?
Um... I just wanted to talk to you about
- what happened last night. - Everything okay?
Yeah, just something personal came up.
Anything of concern?
No, it was just a dinner.
I'm really sorry, Sarge.
97% of the class still needs to be trained, you're good.
Sarge, call came over the zone.
Home invasion in progress, Goethe and Stone.
Sounds like the same crew we've been tracking.
All right, put us down responding.
Have patrol hold down that perimeter, let's go.
All right, bring me up to speed.
Neighbors heard a gunshot.
Saw a man from the back entering the home.
Not sure if anyone's inside.
Vehicle in the garage?
Registered to the homeowners.
All right, Kim and I got the back.
- You four take the front. - Copy that.
Body.
I got a weapon here.
- He's got a pulse. - You guys go, I got this.
5021 George, got a man down inside.
GSW to the chest, roll an ambo.
We're gonna keep clearing.
- Whoa, whoa, wait. - Go away!
It's okay, it's okay.
We're the police, we're the police.
We're here to help you.
It's okay, put the bat down.
- It's okay. - Gonna keep clearing.
It's okay.
Are they gone?
They're gone, they're gone.
They're gone, they're gone, they're gone.
It's okay.
It's okay.
It's okay.
Aw, it's okay.
You're safe now, you're safe.
It's okay.
Hey, can you guys give us a sec?
Thanks, guys.
Megan, your husband made it to the hospital.
They're rushing him in to surgery.
They said his vitals look good.
We're gonna have one of our officers
drive you there to meet him.
Thank you.
We understand how hard this must be,
but if you could just try to tell us what happened.
I was on my way to work.
I forgot my phone.
I came back
parked in our garage.
Next thing you know, there's a gun at my neck.
And a glove around my mouth.
And a guy demanding I punch in our security code.
- It was just one person? - There were two.
A huge guy who was in charge.
Both hadumthose ski masks over their heads.
The big one pushed me inside,
wanted to know where I kept my jewelry.
That's when...
That's when my husband came down the stairs.
He had his gun.
Peter yelled at the guy
to put his down,
but then he just shot him.
Peter had no time to react,
he just collapsed and...
It's okay, take your time.
The other one started screaming "No, no."
I guess he got nervous.
I went to my husband,
but the big one grabbed me.
Pulled me off of him, punched me.
He pushed me to the safe up in Peter's office.
I gave him the code.
They took everything, ran out fast.
I was frozen.
I didn't know if they were still in the house.
I should have gone to Peter.
I should have helped him.
I'll follow up with her at Med,
see what else I can pull.
She mention how these guys talk?
- Any accents? - Nothing that stood out.
We're thinking it's the same crew
from the first two houses.
A big hot-head that's in charge,
and a quiet one who takes his orders.
And the hot-head did the shooting?
Yeah, the other guy had a gun,
but he didn't use it.
So the neighbors say that she saw an offender
jump in an empty silver BMW.
Didn't catch the tags, but I'm checking all
the hot sheets for stolen Beamers ASAP.
I'm gonna check PODs
and private security in the area.
Good. The timing between hits is getting shorter.
I mean, that's the second one this week.
These pricks are starting
to think they own this neighborhood.
So, the witness was spot on about the BMW.
These are the best shots
that we got from the doorbell cam.
The small offender
gets away with a bag of stolen goods.
The other offender hops in this car
and the tags come back to a recent stolen
from Lake Forest.
It's a dead end after that, my friends.
Well, we got an inventory of what was stolen?
Well, it was insured, so list is pretty detailed.
They mostly got Megan's jewelry
Peter Harper's another story.
They got his Submariner Rolex.
Diamond bezel and lugs.
That's at least 50 dimes.
Maybe those guys knew about the Rolex.
You know, maybe these hits aren't random.
Every place that's been hit
has had a safe and specific valuables.
These guys are obviously doing their homework.
So if we figure out how, maybe we can catch them.
Check out some POD footage I've been looking at.
So, this is our Beamer.
Plates are confirmed, you can't see the occupants.
And this is I90, 11:17 a.m.
It's 25 minutes after the Harper robbery.
The Beamer gets off at West Lawn, heads south.
Now... there's three pawn shops,
and a couple of thrift stores
within one mile radius of that exit.
I don't think that's a coincidence.
Yeah, check it out.
All right, divide and conquer.
Break in the case.
Burgess found a vintage Moon Dreamer doll
for Makayla at Mickey's Second-Hand Gift Shop.
I hated those dolls.
She say anything else... anything helpful?
Nope, she's 0 for 2.
It's better than us, what are we?
- 0 for 4? - 5.
Hey. Chicago PD.
Jeff Tolan. Business or pleasure?
Business. We're chasing a robbery.
We need to see your inventory books.
No, nothing's come my way or I would have reported it.
Two years ago, I had a punk come in trying to move
these fake American Buffalo gold pieces.
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