NCIS: Hawai'i

Doesn't even matter what time I wake up.

That boy is in the hallway, asking me questions

like I memorize the encyclopedia in my sleep.

4:00 in the morning.

Child in his dinosaur pajamas staring at you.

Strong argument for living alone.

You know, but even when he frustrates me,

just gives me those wide eyes,

and I'm all the way in love again.

How many routes you run, Melissa?

Oh, about 30 or so, I guess.

2,600 and counting for me.

Want to know the most important lesson I learned?Hmm?

We don't have to talk the entire time.

Sorry, Karl.

Help.

You okay? Oh...

What happened?

We're being hit. Need you to Mayday.

Melissa, Mayday now!

Hello, dispatch.

This is car 11. Mayday.

No problem here. We're not resisting.

Uh, dispatch. Car 11.

Mayday. Mayday.

Captain Milius.

Not every day

the deputy chief of staff of Pacific Fleet comes by.

Have I annoyed Pac Fleet in some way?

Not that I'm aware of.

Well, it's still early.

Armored truck heist on the North Shore this morning.

Saw it on the wire.

One guard murdered. Used some kind of explosives.

One of our warships recovered a half million dollars

from an unflagged vessel.

Belongs to the Thai government. The money was

on the truck.

HPD's on the crime scene with FBI. We'll coordinate

a briefing later. Thais would like their money back.

Given your success with the spy ring,

the admiral would like you to take the lead.

It's a lot of money.

I'm guessing there's more?

Whoever did this used enough explosives

to roll an armored truck 30 yards,

and only a small group of people

knew the money would even be there.

You think it's a military nexus.

We hope not.

Lucy?

Heading to the North Shore?

Whoa.

Since you're new, Kai,

maybe you don't know, but we don't really have

a "bring your pet to an active crime scene" day.

Stay.

Landlord at my place is making a stink, okay?

Wants more money 'cause he claims that Inoki's

not, like, pet-sized.

Dude's trying to kick me out, so I'm in the process of finding

other options. Jesse. Kai.

According to the FBI, the truck was en route from Pearl.

Three-man heist crew comes in.

Takes out the driver.

His weapon's still holstered.

He didn't put up much of a fight.

No sign of explosives in here.

- How'd they get in? - Second guard opened it.

Heist crew took the money and escaped in a stolen van,

which HPD found in flames four miles up the road.

Yeah?

Where's the second guard? At HPD. Lucy's talking to her.

And we didn't get any of the footage

from the truck's cameras?

No, the security cameras were off-line.

What is it, Jesse?

I mean, these guys were good.

Like, really good.

In and out. No muss. No fuss.

- Well, somefuss. - Yeah,

but that's the thing. Why would they take out the driver

and leave guard number two alive?

That's a really good question.

I just need you to run through it one more time, Melissa.

I already talked to those other people.

FBI. Company investigators.

I...

Oh, my phone. They took it.

The robbers?

The police.

I'm sure they'll give it back.

I need to call my son.

He's at my mother's. Want to let him know I'm okay.

Are you okay?

I watched Karl get killed.

Thought they were gonna kill me, too.

So no.

What happened, Melissa, after the explosion?

Karl got out of the cab.

Which is against protocol.

Look, I don't know what to tell you.

Karl got out, was shot.

I called Mayday until they put a gun to my head,

and then I did what they told me.

And what was that?

Open the back.

Get on your knees.

Pray to God.

I remember that part very clearly.

I'd like to call my son.

Gonna make sure that happens.

I just want to go back to one thing.

You say you call for Mayday.

I didcall Mayday.

The thing is, Melissa,

dispatch didn't receive any calls.

The truck's whole security system was off-line.

So... maybe let's go over it again.

Bank robberies

are simple. Suspect walks in with nothing but intent.

Since the tellers are trained to comply,

walks out with all the cash at the window.

Armored truck heists are a whole other game.

Suspects tend to be brazen and violent,

willing to take risks.

Dude, you know a lot about this.

Jesse's got three years

with the D.C. Joint Robbery Task Force.

This is a precision crew.

In and out in 90 seconds.

Not one scrap of usable evidence was left behind.

Getaway car was stolen and then torched.

Ballistics report came back with nothing.

Every move was planned.

What, even killing the guard?

Look at the grouping of bullets.

Two above the armored vest and one in the head.

This wasn't just some suspect spraying off rounds.

And ATF thinks the explosives are military grade.

I have Marine EOD checking it out.

Any luck finding a local who could do this job?

No. The best are either locked up or dead.

The rest, small-time.

So it's probably mainlanders.

But importing that much explosives

is almost impossible.

They must have some help on the island.

And luck from the gods

considering the bomb probably took out the security system.

Luck had nothing to do with it.

I went down the rabbit hole of armored truck construction.

Marvel of engineering.

Forged in galvanized and stainless steel

with ballistic fiberglass woven into the interior.

And the security system?

Cradled in an equally impenetrable steel casing

controlling the electronic locks,

the cameras, the comms

with a static crush resistance

of 5,000 pounds. In other words,

the kaboom couldn't take it off-line.

Then what would've caused it?

Because right before the system went down,

the truck made an unscheduled stop.

There's your local.

Inside man.

Or woman.

I'm sorry, who are you?

She's my boss, Melissa.

We want to know why your truck's security system

was deactivated before you were hit.

Okay, I took a two-week course before starting this job.

I don't know anything about computers.

You're saying you followed procedure

every step of the way this morning?

I tried.

You tried? Or you did?

Because you told me you were by the book.

We were.

Then help me understand why your truck's GPS

was idle for two minutes on Farrington Highway.

You made an unscheduled stop.

Karl had to relieve himself.

It was, like, 30 seconds.

It was two minutes.

Officers checked the area. They didn't find anything.

What happened there? Nothing.

Been interviewed by FBI, HPD, me.

You didn't tell anyone about this.

He did it from time to time.

Bad prostate, Karl said. It's not a big deal.

Kind of a big deal this time, Melissa.

Karl was murdered.

Unscheduled stop.

Security system shut off.

We want to believe you're not responsible.

But I'm responsible.

What?

I'm the reason why Karl's dead.