Absentia

Previously on "Absentia"...

Are you okay?

Byrne. I read the report on your pulmonary edema call

the other night. Good work.

I was just following my training. Doing my job.

Well, keep doing it. Who knows where this might lead.

Give me something to hang on to. Some reason to believe you.

I'm your mother, Emily. Doesn't that count for something?

How do you know my name?

I told you. I'm... I'm a friend of your mom's.

- I'm gonna go. - No, no, no. You don't have to leave.

- Don't touch me. - No, please.

Get off!

Get out. Get the fuck out of here!

I got a new body, a gangbanger.

Wanna guess how he died?

It was a hot shot of fentanyl.

No! No...

Tommy, it's really early right now.

It's about Valerie.

I'm not interested, okay?

Emily, we gotta talk.

- About what? - In person.

She was found in the bathroom on the train station late last night.

Sorry.

What happened to her?

OD, I'm guessing.

Did they run a tox screen?

Not yet.

Hey.

Thank you.

This doesn't feel right.

Sometimes, things like this happen to people like her.

No, no, no, no, no. No.

Can you just get them to run a tox screen, please?

That might take a while. She's not exactly a priority.

Tom, she told me someone was after her.

Someone killed her, I can feel it.

Just make it a fucking priority.

Okay. Okay.

It's been a long road back.

Reclaiming my sobriety,

restoring my medical license.

It was a journey. And a pretty brutal one, if I'm being honest,

but getting to help in triage this week

felt like coming home.

I'm ready to be a surgeon again.

You've made great strides these last six months.

Everyone in the ER knows that.

Unfortunately, we can't offer you a position at this time.

I... You helped me get my license back, I thought you supported this.

It's not a no, Jack. It's just a... not now.

Okay. Um...

Thank you for your time.

Hey.

Got any leads?

Over the last three months, 48 people from the Boston area

purchased socket bits like the one found in the Federal Annex.

So, we got miles to go before we can hone in on an actual suspect.

Julianne found us a shortcut.

Yeah. Our lone wolf is meticulous, intent on covering his tracks.

Most of the names on our list paid credit. He would've paid cash.

And that leaves us with 7 suspects.

We're pulling security footage now to get positive IDs.

Leaving behind a tool he used in the attack isn't exactly meticulous.

We're all prone to making poor choices in the heat of the moment.

Okay.

Miles Deleon was my mistake.

I don't plan on making any more.

I slept 3 hours in the last 5 days, I've got bodies stacked all over,

and you two have me running a screen for a random OD?

Thank you for this, Sofia.

- Why's this such a big deal, Tommy? - It just is.

- Here we are. - Thanks.

Cause of death is fentanyl poisoning.

Fentanyl.

What was the dosage?

So high, no amount of naloxone would've made a difference.

- Why would she take that much? - My job is not to ask why.

Fentanyl was what killed Marco Rivera.

My banger case that I was telling you about.

Uh, was it, uh, pills or a patch?

There was a puncture wound on her neck.

If I had to guess, I'd say that was how it was delivered.

Just like Rivera.

Anything else?

I only had time to do a basic screen, the exam will have to wait.

I doubt we'll find much of anything.

This much fentanyl is overkill, like bleaching a crime scene.

Oh, uh, all right. Th... Uh, thank you. Sofia.

You don't just inject yourself in the neck.

Only the most ardent junkies, and in those cases

they have a lot of other track-marks.

What did you guys talk about in the apartment?

She kept talking about a "they".

She said some "they" are after her, and "they're" gonna find her.

You think there's a connection between the two?

I don't know, there's gotta be.

You know, she said she was getting her insulin off of the street.

We gotta talk to Lester, then.

You here to let me out?

Valerie said she was getting her insulin off the street.

I need to know the dealer's name.

She's not talking to you, huh?

She doesn't trust you. Yeah, I'm not surprised.

You think you can replace me just because you're her blood?

No, I protect her. She needs me.

So why don't you just let me out and I can go do what you can't?

'Cause she's dead.

She's what?

She's dead.

Someone poisoned her.

No, no, no, no, that doesn't...

make any sense.

I know she can get under people's skin but... she's good.

Who...

W-Who would...

That's what I'm trying to figure out, Lester.

I need the dealer's name.

If you hadn't come into our life,

this wouldn't have happened!

You killed her! This is your fault!

If you wanna find out who killed her,

then give me the guy's name.

Come on, Lester, I can figure this out, just give me the name.

Just give me his name.

- Who the fuck are you? - Lester sent me.

I'm here to pick up Valerie's stuff.

- Valerie, huh? - Yeah.

So, when's she getting out?

Couple of days from now.

And you're gonna hold on to it till then?

No, I gotta bring it back to Lester.

Please sit down.

You got any White Girl?

How much do you want?

I don't know, like an eight-ball.

You wanna try it first?

Yeah.

Sixty bucks.

- You mind? - Go ahead.

You got any feny?

A cokehead ain't about slowing the party down.

Every party's gotta end sometime, right?

I got H cut with feny, but no pure fentanyl.

You know anyone who does?

That shit's everywhere. You can buy it online.

There ain't no such thing as pure fentanyl on the street.

You sure about that?

I'm sure.

Group, I'd like you all to say hello to a...

a new member, Sophie.

I know you're gonna make her feel welcome.

Sophie, is there anything that you'd like to share with us?

- Anything at all? - Well, this morning my hamster died.

- Your hamster? - Yeah.

Oh. I'm... I'm sorry to hear that.

Sophie, did he have a name?

His name was Harry.

Harry, Harry the hamster.

My grandma said we could bury him.

Doctor 0? I need to use the bathroom.

Sure.

I wanted to put him with my parents, but my grandma said no.

Do you want to tell us about your parents?

Flynn? You all right?

It won't open. Help me!

Are you okay, buddy?

Flynn, stop. Stop. Flynn. Flynn, stop.

That's enough. That's enough. Come on, let's go.

Uh, sorry for just dropping by,

but you weren't answering your phone.

Yeah, I didn't have my phone on the charger last night.

You wanna come inside?

No, um...

Um, F-Flynn had an incident at group today,

and he hit another kid.

- Is he okay? - I think he'll be fine.

But Dr. Oduwale wants us to have a special family session tomorrow.

It's to help our son, Emily.

Okay. I'll be there.

Whatever you do on your own time isn't my business, but,

tomorrow and anytime you're around Flynn.

You better be sober.

It's Tommy.

Em?

Em, it's Tommy.

Hey. What are you doing here?

There's a third body.

Nathan Farley. Killed the same way as Marco and your mom.

Wait a minute, Farley, isn't he a US Attorney?

He was. He bottomed out.

And now the Feds are interested.

- They took the case from you? - Yeah.

Fuck. Fuck!

Okay, fine. What do we do now?

Nothing. I can't touch this case anymore.

The BPD handed it off to the Feds.

So? We just work the case on our own like we always do.

- No, no, no. You can't go near it. - Why?