In the Dark

Previously on In the Dark... - Tyson. Help!

I know Darnell didn't do it.

How? - Because he was with me that night.

I'm just trying to figure out how we both got popped

on the same thing

and you got out in, what, an hour.

We think whoever killed Tyson

sent you and Darnell James those texts remotely.

So you can track them and you can figure out

who hacked into his account or whatever?

Whoever hacked into Tyson's account

was using their Wi-Fi.

I saw someone meeting with Nia.

I recognized their gun holster. - We all

have the same one. I think the person who's framing you

is a cop. - I'm crazy about you.

I don't know who it is,

but I swear to God, I'm gonna find this son of a bitch.

Chicago PD. I'd like to speak with Nia Bailey.

Come in.

Take off your shoes.

Nia.

Detective Riley.

I'd like to ask you a few questions.

You mind?

Have a seat.

Can I get you a drink or something?

I'm good.

There was a, uh...

a shooting at the liquor store

on Shields Avenue last Wednesday.

Cashier identified the driver as one of your rivals.

Rivals?

In my dry cleaning business?

Honey, my only rivals are washing machines.

How you holding up, baby?

Excuse me?

I mean, if I lost my wife in a car wreck,

I don't know if I'd be back to work so soon.

That's none of your business.

How's your daughter doing?

She still in the hospital?

How do you know about that?

You know, my nephew has bone cancer.

I mean, no child should suffer the way he has.

And from what I know about the CPD health plan,

the surgeries your daughter needs

will put you well over your annual limit.

Let me guess, you'll pay for the surgery

if we drop the case we're building against you.

It's never going to happen.

It's just a tip here and there. It's nothing major.

Nothing will ever trace back to you.

You ain't ever gonna talk to anybody.

All our transactions go through a locker at the train station.

Oh, and...

Here's your liquor store shooter.

Oh, there's no way.

Yeah. No.

Listen, I... She wanted to kiss me.

I said, "I'm only 12."

And then, and then she kissed me,

and I was like, "Oh, I get how it works now."

No. No, no.

Ah.

Wait, you are not gonna believe this.

What?

The, uh, sun is up.

Are you serious?

Yeah. Here.

Oh, my God. Come here.

What?

Feel that?

Mm-hmm.

Yeah, I actually can.

I can't even believe I'm gonna say this, but...

I think the only silver lining about this year

is that it led me to you.

Wow.

I did not know you were such a sap.

Shut up!

Oh, it's very romantic.

Everything you say is very romantic.

Fine, I take it back.

No. Don't. Can't.

Since when do you take things slow?

I don't know. Since I don't want to mess things up.

Unlike stupid Max, Dean might actually be good for me.

I just want the first time we have sex to be in, like...

a lesbian way.

Multiple orgasms?

No, shut up. Like...

like how you always want it to be special or whatever.

You know? Well, you could go away

for a romantic weekend.

That's a super gay way to do it for the first time.

Yeah. No, no, no.

Why am I literally the only one

who does anything around here while you guys get

to just sit around, talking about your sordid love lives

and whether you want tacos or poke bowls for lunch?

Just work! Please, I'm begging you.

Geez.

What's with him?

I don't know.

Probably his period or something.

You look like you got less sleep than I did.

Yeah.

Jules?

Talk to me.

Not here.

Let's-let's go outside.

Okay, what is going on?

There's a dirty cop here.

What? Where-where did you hear that?

I followed Nia last night.

And I saw her talking to one of our own.

You saw who she was talking to?

I couldn't see his face, but I-I could see his holster.

So, s-someone here is in with Nia Bailey?

I mean, I-I guess it explains how she got off.

Or how Darnell was framed.

Wait, you...

Are you thinking that Nia told this cop

to frame Darnell for Parker's murder?

I don't think Nia would want to put Darnell away.

He's one of her best guys.

I'm just...

I'm wondering if this dirty cop might be covering for himself.

Obviously, whoever it was,

if he had time to meet with Nia, then he wasn't...

working last night.

I'm gonna check the logs.

Sorry, you're just... you're blowing my mind a little here.

Uh...

Okay. All right, well, look, we're gonna have

to keep our eyes peeled, see what we can see.

Um...

in the meantime, Chloe has a-a half-day from school.

So may-maybe we can all get lunch.

It's my treat.

Yeah.

Sure. Okay.

Hey.

We need to talk.

Okay.

Oh, God.

I feel like I'm gonna be physically ill.

Dude, what is going on?

Okay, you cannot tell anyone.

I have to close Guiding Hope.

Hang on.

Is this just you being dramatic?

I inherited so much debt, and I just couldn't crawl out of it,

especially once my mother cut me off.

Okay, how much debt?

Oh, $75,000.

What? Holy...

That's a lot.

So that's it?

Guiding Hope is, like...

done?

Yeah.

Hey, Chloe. It's Jules.

Oh, hey.

How are you? You good?

Fine. Just working on math homework.

What's the point? My phone literally does everything.

Your dad got off early last night.

You guys do anything fun?

Yeah, we went roller-skating.

Roller-skating. I should take my niece.

Where'd you guys go?

Uh, Scooters.

Hey!

Hi. We were, uh...

We were just about to leave for lunch. Still want to come with us?

No. I-I think I'm just gonna stay here.

I got a lot of work to do.

Sure?

Yeah. Bye, Chlo.

You should totally take your niece roller-skating.

It was really fun.

Will do.

How did, uh, how did roller-skating come up?

She was just asking what we did last night,

'cause you had the night off.

- Murphy, answer the phone! - I was gonna!

Guiding Hope.

Murphy, don't hang up.

Darnell?

What do you want?

You get five minutes.

Did you get my letter?

You sent me a letter?

Look, I was framed.

There is a dirty cop who's working for Nia.

What are you talking about?

That's how my DNA was planted in Tyson's car.

Murphy, you know me.