Chicago P.D.

Dad! Is he all right?

He was above the fire floor.

Swallowed a lot of smoke.

We... we gotta take Dad off the vent.

Let him go.

She's alive!

Sir, I'm gonna need you to go back into the waiting room.

What happened to our Jane Doe?

We were treating Jane Doe for third degree burns

when she developed compartment syndrome.

It became clear Jane had been beaten before the fire.

Nurse went to do rounds,

saw her room like this.

How long has she been gone?

Not long. We checked security tapes.

She walked out alone at half past.

What is that?

That is a GPS chip.

She must have cut it out of herself.

Someone was tracking this girl.

She's got life-threatening injuries.

She's not gonna get far by herself.

Hey.

Jay, I, uh...

Just heard about your father. I'm sorry.

Thanks.

Jay, take some time. Be with your family.

It's not what you think, Sarge.

Me and my dad had a complicated relationship.

We didn't really see eye to eye.

I'm not proud of it. It's the truth.

Five other people died in that fire.

I want to help.

Mmm.

Okay.

Platt's briefing everyone in the parking lot.

All right.

Jane Doe, approximately 20 years old.

5'4", fled Chicago Med less than 60 minutes ago.

She exited the west rear door

and was last seen headed north on foot.

She is believed to be all alone and hurt,

so we have to move fast.

Populorum, you and Henry are on public transport...

- Hey, you wanna take north? - Yeah.

- Just, Jay, I'm sorry... - Thanks.

So, uh, just fill me in.

Okay, she dug out her own GPS chip,

so obviously she doesn't wanna be found.

She has third degree burns, multiple broken bones.

She couldn't have got out of there too fast.

So where would you go?

I don't know. Find someplace to hide.

Someplace to die.

You go that way, I'll go this way?

Yeah, I'll go over here.

Jay?

Jay!

5021 Eddie, emergency.

We need an ambulance at the southwest corner

of Bryers Park.

Hey, hey, hey! Hey, hey, stay with us.

Hey. Hey, hey.

I don't know what's wrong. She's bleeding really bad.

We need that ambulance.

They're never gonna find us. I'm gonna flag them down, Jay.

I repeat, we're in the southwest corner...

It's okay. It's okay.

Can you look at me? Hey, can you look at me?

It's gonna be okay. I'm Jay.

I'm a detective with the Chicago Police Department.

You're gonna be okay. What's your name?

He came to kill them.

Who came?

I was hiding, but he set a fire.

Who did this to you? Who set the fire?

- You know who he was? - He killed them.

Who? What's his name?

Who was he? Who was he?

Did you know him?

Ah... I'll be free now.

Yeah, you'll be free. You'll be free now.

It's okay. It's gonna be okay.

Come on, come on!

She said she was hiding and he came to kill them.

Then before she lost consciousness,

she said that she would be free now.

I'm running her prints and her DNA,

but no ID yet.

All right, Chief?

Fire originated in apartment 20E.

We found Jane Doe's body here outside of the apartment.

Burns indicated she was most likely crawling,

trying to escape the flames.

Door to 20E was open. That's how the fire spread.

The other John Does were found inside the apartment...

one in the bed, one near the front door.

All right, so she said that he came to kill them.

So the offender enters the apartment,

he kills both John Does, the Jane Doe's hiding,

the offender goes to light the fire,

she tries to escape, and then she gets beaten unconscious.

Injuries run against that, Sharon?

It could be consistent.

Jane Doe suffered a ulna fracture,

internal injuries, third degree burns.

We also treated her for heavy smoke inhalation.

So the offender beats her, thinks she's dead,

but Jane Doe comes to during the fire,

opens the front door, and attempts to crawl

to the elevator.

Arson was just a cover up for the double homicide.

The rest of them were collateral damage.

Jane Doe didn't make it. Pronounced her a minute ago.

She never regained consciousness.

All right, we need to get going.

Thank you.

- Anything you need. - Appreciate it.

Let's start with apartment 20E.

Antonio, get Jane Doe's GPS chip to OCD tech right away.

I'll run it up with Vice, too.

It's common practice these days for pimps

- to chip their property. - All right.

I'm guessing Jane Doe was a victim of sex trafficking.

So we start with what was left behind.

I want every piece of paper on that apartment...

who was living there, every in-service call.

Just scour that crime scene. Work the bodies.

Find out what the hell happened in that apartment.

We've been working round the clock.

I've only done a full autopsy on your first John Doe.

What about dental? Did you get anything from that?

Didn't match any of our records.

And honestly you're not gonna get much.

Bodies burned this badly rarely have a ton

of forensic evidence.

Tox was clear on John Doe one.

W-what is this chipping of the hyoid and spine?

It's usually cracking from the fire,

but what's strange is both bodies had it.

Cracking of the hyoid?

On one, it's an anomaly.

- On two... - It's a pattern.

Same kind of cracking you'd get from a weapon?

- From a knife. - So they were stabbed?

Yes, and throat sliced.

- Sarge? - Yeah, I'm still listening.

All right, M.E. also found three old bullet holes

and a severed finger on John Doe two.

We ran that through every system we've got.

So far no hit on an ID,

but those are pretty unique identifiers.

So, flag it up the ladder with FBI.

See if they'll run it. Hit hospital records too.

I've got spotty elevator and lobby cameras,

but the camera nearest the entrance

got fritzed out in the fire.

The building across the street got surveillance from the front.

I got POD footage from the exit in the back,

but it's not perfect.

When Chicago Fire responded, they blocked the camera.

All right, well, start clearing through it fast.

Hey, we got anything on that apartment?

Nothing but sand, Sarge.

It was registered under a dummy LLC called Cyde Holdings

that does not exist.

There's no in service calls, no priors on anyone so far

in the apartment. Burgess is still there.

She's debriefing the current residents.

So far everybody's saying they thought

the apartment was vacant.

Hey, Sarge, OCD tech lab pulled

coordinates off Jane Doe's GPS chip.

I've got every place she's been the last two months

outside Chicago... all two of them.

Tracked a farmland outside Durango, Mexico,

and a compound two miles from Cleveland.

I ran those coordinates for John Doe's bullet wounds,

for the finger injury.

Got a hit.

Edgar Torres.

You're saying Edgar Torres of the Sinaloa Cartel

just got hit in Chicago?

Hey, Hank.

You got a problem downstairs.

- Come on, Antonio. You and me. - Yeah.

Hey, find out what Torres was doing in Chicago, Jay.

Wondering why the hell you ran DEA's number five

most wanted and requested sixes

without picking up the phone and calling us.

Well, I'm wondering why the hell you weren't aware

your number five target was in Chicago

and that he was just murdered.

We been trying to track him, but it's not easy.

When Torres comes to Chicago he stays low...

holds a few meetings, oversees a few loads,

and we don't hear about it until after.

And he doesn't communicate.

No cell, no email. He stays inside. He eats in.

It's just him, his security, and his girl of the month.