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I think we should get grandpa a tracker.
I just, I-I don't know how much longer he's gonna be able
- to do things on his own, Ross. - But I-I didn't mean
like a leash, mom, I just meant like, an app.
Your biopsy shows that you have
a solitary spinal plasmacytoma,
a low tumour in the lumbar spine.
You'll need to start a regular course of radiation,
as soon as possible.
Yeah, will I, will I be able to work?
"I'm sorry it took so many months,"
I was pretty messed up for a while.
I'm in a good place right now,
"and I miss you."
Who is it?
It's Jenny.
Oh my god!
You'll need to start a regular course of radiation,
- as soon as possible. - What does this mean?
Fatigue, nausea.
But you're free to work if you feel up to it.
We don't know how you'll react to the radiation.
You might need someone to take care of you.
Hmm.
McAvoy.
Yeah, I'll be right there.
Oh.
- Oh, sorry. - No, all good.
- What's goin' on? You're takin' off someplace?
Yeah, uh, I am uh,
going to see Liam.
- Big step. Going to see Liam.
Yeah, you know, I'm just um...
Gonna stay open. I'm just gonna see...
Just gonna see.
Good. Liam is a good man.
Love isn't just always enough.
Gonna feel my feelings,
then we're just gonna take it from there.
Uh, what's your plans for today?
Got a big day today.
I'm planning on catching a glimpse of my bird.
My actual dream bird.
If I'm just patient, I'm sure she'll come.
Have a good time, love.
I will.
Jenny Cooper. Yeah.
Okay. Where?
That's the second door that goes in.
- No. - Okay, okay, hold on.
One at a time. Okay, so you found him
- when you started your rounds? - Yeah.
I did my walk around and he was just there.
- Mm-hmm. - Did you recognize him?
No. Probably one of the new guys.
You have to ask my supervisor.
Why don't I just take you guys over there
- and I'll take your statements. - All right.
- Hey. - Hey.
Nice shirt.
Oh, I like to keep it vibrant around here.
So, our uh, our decedent is a security guard?
Yeah, found him this morning.
- What the hell happened here? - Who are you?
I'm the building owner.
I'm sorry about this unfortunate incident.
Little more than an incident when your employee dies.
Have your security guards been experiencing
any problems lately?
Oh, since we started gutting the place,
we've had materials stolen.
Last month, we had 10 generators stolen,
and now, another five last night.
It's chronic, and it's costing me!
So, you think your security guard
could've been killed trying to stop a robbery.
Can we keep this as quiet as possible?
I-I'm trying to pre-sell in the low two millions here.
Not to be callous, of course.
- No. No-no. Of course not.
So, what time did you show up this morning?
- Oh, usual time, - 7:00, 7:45.
Huh? Eggs?
Ugh!
Hmm.
- Hey. - Hey.
- Did you find anything? - Just this.
Mister Lester Benton.
Yeah, he was shot twice in the chest at close range.
Yeah, we found the shell casings down below.
Somebody's breakfast?
Huh, could be something, could be nothing.
If we get separated, go home.
If I'm the one you're lookin' for,
leave a message or text me. Peace.
Daddy, are you okay?
I ran and got locked out and couldn't get back in,
so I came home. So, call me. Please.
It's Rubee.
- Hey. - Yo.
I hate death notifications, you know,
- I never get used to 'em. - Well, nobody does, trust me.
- Nah, nah, it just uh... - What?
That reminds me of when the police showed up
at my house to tell my mom my dad died. Hit and run.
You know, never forget it. The doorbell,
the way my mom went to the door. Anyways,
it never stops affecting you emotionally, you know?
I'll take lead on this, all right?
- No, no. I'm good, Mac. On the job, man.
- Hello, sir. I'm detective Abed.
Are you related to Mr. Lester Benton?
I am Lester Benton.
Hmm.
It's a healed burn.
Yeah, I know, it's just,
it's interesting.
The bottom of these shoes are filthy.
Ugh. Pigeon poop? Mm, gross.
Okay, so we've got a healed burn.
PC to confirm the gunshots
- were through and through. - Poor Mr. Benton.
Time of death was last night.
Donovan.
Did you find anything?
Well, uh, that's not Lester Benton.
What?
Yeah, that ID he had on him was either lost or stolen,
but that's not Lester. Lester is alive and well,
and living with wifey on the West Side.
His uniform is fake.
The label says "Costumes R Us".
Okay, who would go to all the trouble to dress up
like a security guard?
Fake uniform, fake ID.
Maybe he wasn't interrupting the robbery.
Maybe he was doing the robbery.
Oh, god. Something's draining from the nose.
River, pass me a swab.
What is it?
I don't know.
Send it to the lab for testing.
So, I steal a generator, it's heavy,
I need two people.
We take it down the freight elevator.
- We load it into a van. - Yeah.
And then we come back up to grab another generator.
We get into some sort of an argument, or a double-cross.
- Uh-huh. - And...
- You shoot me? - Yeah, but...
yeah, it's not adding up.
Why else would you come up here?
Should've worn some boots.
- That's what you get. - Hmm.
Hm.
Damn it! Ugh!
Ugh!
Hey, maybe our decedent was up here.
He had pigeon poop on his boot, too.
Hey, Jenny, check this out.
Blue spray paint.
What if the substance in his nose was paint?
Yeah.
Higher and higher.
- You good? - Yeah.
It's the same colour that was dripping out
- of his nasal cavity. - Yeah.
- Hold my legs. - What?
No, that's dangerous, Jenny. Why don't you...
hold your... yeah, hold your legs?
Never mind, just-just be careful, all right?
- Yeah. I will, I will, just... - All right, careful.
- Okay, yep. You got me? - I got you.
- Okay. All right, yep. - All right. All right.
- You got it? - Yeah.
Good?
Okay, yep.
- You got it? - Mm-hmm.
We're not looking for a thief;
we're looking for a graffiti artist.
Yeah.
- Hey. - Hey. Hopefully uh,
our fourth graffiti store is the charm.
Yeah. Oh, by the way,
our dead man's fingerprints came back negative,
- so he's unknown to police. - Really?
Yo, I'd never stock this brand.
This is like knock-off right here.
Only fly-foo boy use them tips.
Yo, truthfully, this stuff...
I'm gonna go look at the paints.
I've been using this for 25 years, and it's so good.
All right, I'll be back later.
- Hey, how you doin', man? - Good, man. How are you?
- Good, good. I'm detective McAvoy
and I was just wondering if you could help me something, here.
You recognize this artist?
- Nah, sorry. No serve "the ops" in here.
But if you want a sketchbook, officer, aisle two.
Thanks.
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