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What was Darden's purview with CBP?

Monitoring border activity of Los Reyes Nuevos .

You know 'em? Los Reyes?

They are a whole 'nother level of nasty.

- - On your back!

You have a ticking time bomb on your team, Nathan.

The risks of surgery, they outweigh the benefits.

That's why you picked me.

It's 'cause nobody in our departments will miss us when we're gone.

Where the hell is he going?

- Who's there? - Your brother. Let me in, Borys... Hurry!

I was just going to tell you

I fixed your--

Anton...

What happened?

- I fucked up, Borys. I fucked... - Anton.

I fucked up! They own me. They're going to kill me.

Who? What are you saying?

- Who was that? -

Who did this to you?

You have to help me, brother. He'll kill me.

Who?

The American.

The American!

All right. Every alphabet house has been read in

on what we believe went down last night.

Smuggled fissile material through the Port of Los Angeles into the US.

That means the Bureau, NSA, DHS, DOD, CIA and the White House.

Nuclear emergency support team?

While they ramp up a coordinated response,

we're to continue running point with our mission,

find out where the material is, who has it,

and what they plan to do with it. So where are we?

Hit man Cesar Murillo was pronounced dead at LBMC.

- Good. - Two other members of the New Kings cartel

were wounded and captured.

We'll get a full interrogation debrief as soon as we sync with the Port Police.

Oh, uh, I spoke to, uh, my guy in Commercial Crimes.

There was a, um, stolen Border Patrol vehicle that was discovered,

abandoned about nine miles northeast of the port in Compton.

I saw that vehicle flee the scene.

- You get a look inside? - I couldn't pick anyone out of a lineup.

There were two men in front, two men in back, Caucasian if I had to swear on it.

That doesn't sound like Tijuana cartel.

We'll need to comb through the images at the port

in the days running up to the incident.

Identify anyone who doesn't belong on scene.

Were there men there claiming to be logistics

or shipping or customs agents surveilling Hangar 31?

Yeah, I'll get Shepherd on it.

And I want an evidence response team on that vehicle.

Hair, fibers, fingerprints, DNA, nuclear signature, uh, soil deposits, all of it.

Yep.

Who are these guys?

My cover, two years ago, was a smuggler on both sides of the border.

I worked with a Reyes Nuevos lieutenant named Javi Lopez.

Last night, I met with a woman at La Luna bar in Huntington Park

to reestablish contact.

She's a runner for Lopez.

- Successful? - I think so.

I mean, the cartel was the infrastructure to smuggle this material into the US.

If anyone knows who they handed it off to, it's Lopez. I can set up a meet.

Take Meachum with you. He can be your muscle.

Oh. I'm good with that.

- I just... I usually work solo. - Sir.

This isn't a task individual.

The LA District Attorney is here. He's in the lobby downstairs.

Asked to speak with you immediately.

Special Agent Blythe.

I understand you have an operation running in my city.

A federal operation.

Yes, well, I believe you have a couple of LAPD detectives loaned to you.

And since they fall under my purview,

I'd like to be included in your investigation.

Make an inquiry with the US Attorney for the Central District of California.

We don't have to be so formal, do we?

I'm making a gentle request.

I don't see why we can't stay in that sandbox.

I appreciate the visit.

Um, I'll see you up there.

Mr. Valwell?

Special Agent Keyonte Bell. You worked with my father, Isaiah.

- Ah, of course. - Yeah.

Isaiah was a great help when I started.

He said the same about you.

- How's he doing? - Pretty good.

He is getting used to the private sector now.

Global security director for Oracle.

So, um, you know, missing the mission, not hating the money.

- - I'll bet that's right.

- Yeah. - Yeah. Good man. Good man.

- Wish him well for me. - I will.

Oh, uh, Special Agent Bell,

are you on the Federal Task Force with Nathan Blythe?

No need to answer.

I withdraw the question.

Thank you for your service and keep us safe.

What was that all about?

DA who wants to be Attorney General.

You know what AG stands for?

- Aspiring Governor. - Mm-hmm.

He's on a fishing expedition,

looking for a camera friendly rung on his way to the statehouse.

- What'd you tell him? - Pound salt.

- You know, politicians can play rough. - So can I.

- Did you learn that at Princeton? - Army.

Princeton, I learned to drink.

Army?

Yeah, my father wanted me to be a lawyer.

Had the whole map drawn out

from Greenwich to the Ivy League to clerking for SCOTUS.

Then the Twin Towers came down and I was in a recruitment office the next day.

- Infantry? - Intelligence.

- You? Hmm. - Reserves.

- Greenwich? - Don't.

Oof.

Hey, you just... you grew up in some very expensive real estate, that's all.

Maybe you can tell me what it's like to be rich

while we go over the badge entry data from the port.

Or we do it silently.

- You all right? -

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Um, just...

just took some Advil. I'm waiting for it to kick in.

- I gotta know you're 100%. - Pfft. I'm 100%.

One mistake, we are dead.

That's why there won't be any mistakes.

- Okay, where'd we meet? - What?

Oh, um...

- ...Italian restaurant on, uh... -

...on, uh, Grand River, downtown Detroit.

Greek place.

- Yeah, what'd I say? - Italian.

Oh, Greek, Italian.

There is a large Greek population in Detroit.

Oh, there's probably Italians too.

You know what... ...that's it. I'm calling it.

- I'm just kidding, okay? -

Yes, Greek restaurant. The Golden Fleece.

I'm just fucking with you. Besides, it's a cover story, who cares?

I care.

Being under is not about memorizing some stupid backstory, okay?

- Oh, okay. - It's about improv.

It's being able to-to-to roll with the flow.

You know what, it's not... it's... You don't even...

It's go with the flow, okay?

It's go with the flow or roll with the punches.

- Now you're getting it. -

Looks like they want us to join their book club.

Bunch of Harry Potter fans, you can tell.

Should we say hi? Oh.

What ya need?

- Who are you? - Who I am, lady? Who are you?

Tell Javi Lopez I wanna talk.

There ain't no Javi Lopez here.

If I gotta say it again, morrito ,

you're gonna hate what comes next.

Cute kid.

Go wait in the garage.

- Where? -

Hey. Maya told me you've been back in town.

Where you been, Daniela?

I got pressed, man. Had to bounce.

- What you mean you got pressed? - You remember Cricket?

- Yeah. - Yeah, he snitched on me.

I'm lucky I'm not in Lynwood.

Good thing Cricket's dead now.

I know. That's why I'm here.

- I'm looking to get back in it. - Is that right?

- Who's this? - Whoa.

Whoa!

That's my shadow, man.

Looks like a cop to me.

What'd you call me?

- Tell me I'm lying. - Why don't you drop that gun,

- I'll do more than tell you? - Hey, okay.

Look, Javi, you've always been smart, okay?

- He's with me-- - Shut the fuck up.

Yo, I don't know who the fuck you think you're talking to.

I delivered what for you, 40 jobs?

- And now you wanna disrespect-- - I said shut the fuck up!

Yo.

That's Palmdale ink.

Get Erasmo.

Oh, you wanna die today?

- Huh? - Oh, I've been dead lots of times.

- -

- -

Okay, Daniela,

talk.

I been in Michigan, all right?

Running oxy and X from Windsor to Detroit. But I'm gonna be real with you.

I got fucked by a customer and I need cash.

I hear you got heat on you, or I wouldn't be here.

I could take your high-risk deliveries.

I could be a shield for you.

I need this, Javi, okay?

You know I'm good.

What you know about heat?

Your girl told me.

I might have something for you.