Chicago P.D.

Oh, I can't believe you eat that crap.

I'm hungry.

It's not like there's a lot of options around.

You know you got a little...

Do not.

Jay,

it's legit been six hours now.

How reliable is this CI of yours?

Very.

He said this is gonna happen, it's gonna happen.

All right. If you say so.

Look... I know this sucks,

but we've had 34 heroin ODs

in the past week on the South Side.

I'm guessing 30 of those can be tied to Dante's crew.

There.

Got a dark Impala.

And we got Texas plates.

All right. We got eyes.

All right. This must be it.

My CI said one of Dante's guys is gonna park a car

on Calumet and 87th. He's gonna walk away.

Then another associate is gonna pick up the car.

He's gonna drive off.

Uh...

Are you seeing what I'm seeing?

Yeah, we got a guy out here videotaping the driver.

Is this our guy? It's gotta be.

Let's go.

All right. Move out.

All right. Let's take him. Burgess, you hold down the front.

The rest of us will go around back.

It's open.

Go.

Chicago PD. Do not move.

Turn back around. Turn back around.

Hey, hey, hey.

Put your hands where I can see 'em.

Relax... look... I know what it looks like.

- Anybody else inside? - No, it's only me.

But I'm trying to tell you it's not what you think.

I'd say it's exactly what we think.

It's heroin.

You're not getting it. I'm working a case.

It's a murder case.

Victim's name is Sean Wade.

Check with Area Four Homicide.

Are you saying you're a cop?

No.

I'm saying I'm Sean's father.

I'm just trying to find out who killed my son.

My son was shot and killed

at the corner of 85th and Wabash on July 5th.

He was 17.

And nothing's been done about it.

That's a rough neighborhood. Do you live over there?

No.

We live in Calumet Heights.

And I know what you're thinking.

My son wasn't in any gang. He was a good kid.

Okay.

Is that what the police think too?

The police?

The police don't think anything.

They never did a damn thing about it.

Okay, I doubt that. Come on.

No, no, no. Don't tell me.

Black kid lying dead in the street.

Step over him. Move on.

All the same to them.

I understand that's how you feel.

But right now, I'm having a hard time

connecting your son being killed

to you running dope for Dante Rashard

who's the biggest heroin dealer on the South Side.

Man, that's what I'm trying to tell you.

I'm just playing along with these gangbangers

so I can find out who murdered Sean.

How do you even know

that someone in that gang killed your son?

Because I did what the police didn't.

I investigated.

I looked into the murder myself.

And everyone I talked to in that neighborhood

said the Prophets were responsible.

You need more than that. That's not a lot to go on.

Two people saw a silver car racing down Wabash

right after Sean got shot.

So that's what I'm looking for.

A silver car.

Now if I get in deep enough with these Prophets,

I'ma find out who drives that car,

and when I do,

I'ma know that's the son of a bitch who killed Sean.

How did you even start working with these guys?

I heard about this young brother named K-Mac.

Found out he rolls with the Prophets,

moves a lot of dope.

So I found out how to meet him.

Told him I knew how to drive gas tanks, build traps...

a week later, he calls, asks for my help.

So you're really doing all this

just to find your son's killer?

He was my son,

my flesh and blood.

And some punk shot him

and left him to die in the street like an animal.

So yeah.

I'ma do whatever I have to do to find the killer.

My son still talks to me

every night.

Shows up at my bedside.

Just stands there,

all soaking wet like the day he died.

Says, "Don't let me die in vain, Pop.

Don't let me die in vain."

And I won't.

You buy this?

Sounds credible to me.

Okay.

So let's dig into his story.

If it's legit, we use him to take down Dante.

Hm.

Look who's slumming.

How you doing, buddy?

Hailey Upton... Gil Durham.

Soon-to-be Sergeant Durham, if my intel serves me.

- Congratulations. - Thank you very much.

Look, we'd love to stay and stroke your ego,

but we have actual jobs.

Ouch. Here you go.

Sean Wade.

What can you tell us about the case?

Not much.

Kid's been in the gang database since he was 14.

Took three to the chest from a 9-millimeter.

Most likely gang dispute that escalated.

Is this all you got? You got one witness statement in here?

We were lucky to get that.

You know how it is.

We were barely on the scene, another call came in.

Had seven murders that weekend.

Yeah. Totally get it.

Well, I'm not sure if the victim's father gets it.

So he's pulled Intelligence into this now.

How'd he manage that?

We crossed paths on a drug case.

He told us that he's dropping gas tanks

for the Gangster Prophets

as a way to find the guy that killed his kid.

We're just trying to vet his story,

see if he's credible.

He says he come to you with some evidence.

I wouldn't exactly call it evidence.

He called me 30 times about some car.

That's what he does.

He walks the streets all night looking for a silver car.

Yeah, man. He seems really determined.

I can't say that I blame him.

I feel bad for the man.

But we did what we could...

Exhausted all credible leads.

All right. Thanks, Gil.

How you doing, Latrell? I'm Sergeant Voight.

I want you to know we looked into your son's case

over at Homicide.

So you believe me?

You're gonna help?

Well, I believe your son was killed,

and you're trying to figure out who did the murder.

Yeah. I believe that.

Latrell, the fact is...

you committed a crime, a felony.

Wait. I ain't no drug dealer.

Yeah, but we caught you unloading ten kilos of heroin.

That's class X weight. That's 10 to 15 years.

Good news is you don't have to do a day.

What's he talking about?

We want you to work with us as a cooperating defendant.

- A defendant? - Yeah.

You help us take down Dante Rashard's heroin operation,

we'll wipe your record clean.

No.

I don't care about any of that.

I'm just trying to find the bastard who killed my son.

You don't care?

That's somebody's son.

Take a look at that.

Take a look.

That's what heroin laced with fentanyl does.

Kay?

And like it or not, you are part of the process

because you're helping Dante flood the streets

with this poison.

I was just trying to get information.

Latrell, you are not a cop. Okay?

You don't get to go undercover.

Latrell,

if this gang really is responsible for Sean's death,

then you should wanna cooperate with us.