Bosch

I'll make it up to you.

I've got a hook up with a guy

who'll get us a table at Mozza.

I'll call you tonight, baby.

Please, baby. I know a guy.

Remember to get us a gas card,

or you too busy making plans

to get your ashes hauled when you get back?

See, Harry, if you wasn't such a fuckin' monk,

you'd know what it's like out there.

It takes a lot of maintenance. Yes, I got the gas card.

Then let's get goin' or we're crossin' the desert at high noon.

Hold up. Bosch.

When?

Send him back.

- Nash. - Wants to tell us he solved the case?

Hm.

Carl.

Wish you'd called.

Gettin' ready to hit the road for Vegas.

- Picking up your guy? - The extradition hearing's

first thing tomorrow morning.

Yeah, that's sort of why I came in

- if you've got a minute. - A minute, sure.

Yeah. Someplace private?

Grab a seat.

Yeah, the other day...

when you were asking me about Tony Allen...

Yeah.

What's on your mind? What'd you leave out?

Okay. About six months ago I'm doing my rounds.

It's a nice evening, windows down,

I roll past the Allen's house,

I hear voices.

An argument. Two men, sounds like it could get out of hand.

So you thought you'd check it out.

Yeah. So I park. I walk down the side of the Allen's house,

Allen and this other guy are in...

looks like a home office, goin' at it.

What about? Could you tell?

Money.

The other guy's like, "Where's my money, Tone?"

over and over, and Allen's like,

"Oh, I wouldn't do that to ya, I swear."

Other guy, he sign in at the gate?

I checked the log. There were no visitors for the Allens that night.

So he must have come in with Tony.

So why are you tellin' me this now?

You said there'd been an arrest in Vegas.

I was... started thinkin', yeah, we talked about made guys, mob guys.

I just remembered this guy Allen had the fight with.

I mean, he had that vibe, the, you know...

- Vegas wise guy. - Absolutely, definitely.

Mobster all the way.

Think you could pick him out of a six pack?

Yeah, I think I could.

Follow me.

Nah. It's none of these guys.

- You sure? - Yeah.

That's the guy. That's the guy!

You sure about that?

No doubt.

Okay, we'll check it out.

- Really appreciate it, Carl. - Thanks.

Am I... Am I right? He's a made guy?

We talk to him, we'll ask him about that.

Okay. I... I should shove off.

- Uh, good luck in Vegas. - Thanks.

- Yeah. - Thanks for coming in.

Yeah, safe travel.

Joey Marks.

We got time for this?

Check In's not 'til 3:00.

Is it worth it? We got Rykoff.

On a platter.

Your Christmas pig. Courtesy of the FBI.

Feds got it all worked out.

Rykoff will give them Marks,

and Marks will give them something on the Russians.

And that will give them something on their counter terrorism thing.

- Exactly. - Still want to find this Layla,

ask her what she knows.

Yeah, this is all residential.

Yeah, and Tony wrote it off on his taxes as an office.

I dig this. What is this?

Sonny Rollins and Miles Davis

on Miles' album "Bag's Groove."

Sweet. What's it called?

"Doxy." Sonny wrote it.

- You know a lot about this stuff. - A little.

Ever listen to anything written in this century?

Still catching up on the last one.

Pull over, this is it.

Some office.

This is the life, huh, Harry.

Where did we go wrong? I mean, we could be out here poolside

hangin' with these fine ladies.

You sure you guys don't need a warrant?

We're checking on her well-being, sir.

She was romantically involved

with a man who was murdered recently.

Murdered? That's awful.

Just making sure she's okay.

Of course. Hope to God she's all right.

Last time you saw here?

Ten days, two weeks. Something like that.

How'd she pay the rent?

Direct deposit, first of the month.

I wouldn't be expecting a deposit next month.

Yeah, it doesn't look like she's comin' back.

Did she fill out an application before she moved in?

Credit check, rental history.

We're gonna want to take a look at that.

I have it in the office.

We'll stop on the way out. Thanks.

When are we gonna interview the girls at the pool, Harry?

Left dirty dishes.

Cell phone.

No wonder we couldn't locate it. She killed it.

Smart.

What are those?

They're in Armenian. Religious, maybe.

Little girl, Layla? Grandma, maybe?

That's not L.A. for sure. That's the old country.

Remember me?

Ah, you're one of the assholes who busted Lucky.

We're looking for Layla.

- Knock on her door? - Cut the shit.

- You know she's gone. - Where'd she go?

No idea.

Soon as she heard Tony was dead,

- outta here. - You see her go?

- Nope. - So how'd you know?

Her car was gone. Poof.

Where would she go from here?

Now that her guardian angel's gone,

who the fuck knows.

Why would you call him that?

She worked in this shit hole in North Vegas

with some other foreign girls.

Not a nice place. Tony pulled her out of there.

A brothel.

I'd call it a cat house, but hey.

Yeah, still waiting on details.

- What time? - Uh, tonight.

They said they'd let me know.

And this woman, Mo.

Yeah, I've been workin' on that.

Matched her face to a name.

Maureen O'Grady.

Vice cop. Mission Division.

Good work.

Yeah, well, it's a start.

We'll see who shows up to the party tonight.

When do you see Lyle next?

Day after tomorrow.

You doin' okay with all of this?

No, I'm good.

I, um... I know it's been hard for you.

To make your own way in the department,

find yourself, get out from under my shadow.

Uh, well, you know, I think I've got

a really good shot of doing that with this gig.

You know, if I could just get to the head of that snake.

I'm confident you will.

Well, thanks.

This look like a North Vegas shit hole to you?

Yeah, the previous address on her rental App.

Bet there's no pool.

Everybody sit tight.

We're looking for this girl, Layla.

She used to work here, live here?

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Anybody know where she is? We need to talk to her.

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You work for Joey Marks. This is his place.

This is my place.

Hey, get the fuck outta here. Go. Now.

Look, you want to tell me fairytales,

I got nothin' better to do. We can stay here all day,

and you can explain to Joey Marks

where all his business went.

The girl you look for, Layla,

she not been here a long time.

- Couple years. - Where'd she go?

She's dancer. Probably strip club.

- Dolly's? - She meet customer.

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Customer?

Customer fall in love with Lilliat.

Lilliat? Is that her real name?

Lilliat Saroyan.

Lilliat Saroyan. You know where she is?

I do not know. Please, leave now.

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