FBI: International

This is Lucia, and her name means "light."

There are hundreds like her,

trapped in a world of abuse and pain.

Most aren't so lucky,

but thanks to your generosity, Lucia was saved.

For the cost of a latte,

we can give them all a fighting chance.

Together, we won't let anyone put a price on god's children.

Too bad the guy's lying through his teeth.

Say hello to the chain cutters,

American mercenaries who claim

to fight child trafficking abroad.

Mostly wannabe cops, survivalist types

who now operate out of Europe.

They recruit members with similar ideologies,

preaching good versus evil.

And the DOJ has been building a case against them.

On what grounds?

Fraud, for starters.

They raise money through donations,

and there's a probe into misappropriating funds

embezzlement, laundering.

All roads point back to their leader, Sam Keaton.

Seems he's been using the group's exploits

to line his own pockets.

In three years, they've done a 180

from the righteous group they started as.

Keaton's scheme now undermines legit anti-trafficking efforts.

This bloke acting alone, or is the whole crew in on it?

Well, that is what we're hoping to find out,

but Keaton's second-in-command,

he was just picked up in western Romania.

Ty selvidge, an electrician by trade.

Applied five times to roanoke pd.

Currently detained at a remote border police outpost,

and it sounds like the guy's ready to flip.

Angling for a deal in exchange for dirt on Keaton?

Even better. He has a stolen laptop

that belongs to Keaton.

So the U.S. attorney has

already approved a transfer of custody.

Andre, you'll head to Romania

to pick up selvidge and his laptop,

and we are standing by if you need anything.

Easy enough.

That's it?

We've learned there's a kill switch on the device.

It'll need to be disabled before your return.

Have you tangled with arx before?

- Once or twice. - Good.

Because this cipher is moderately more complicated.

But I can guide you step-by-step.

Just make sure you do exactly as I say,

or the drive gets wiped and we lose everything.

The other option is to roll with him.

Handle the encryption.

You mean out in the field?

Rules of Blackjack... if you're holding two aces,

the smart move is to play them both.

I think this is the universe saying,

you're already working in Europe;

might as well enjoy the perks.

You're forgetting how much I enjoy

a temperature-controlled office.

Yeah, true. You have stuck it out here

behind a desk longer than most.

You're not even a little homesick?

Home is where lili is.

Fair, but come on.

There's got to be something you miss.

For me, it's college football.

Can't imagine being away as long as you.

The silver lining is that the job here gave me

a front row seat to the fly team.

I wouldn't expect much on the inside.

This place is just a rest stop for local border police.

Selvidge must be bouncing off the walls.

Well, let's not keep him waiting.

Does she know what she's doing?

I told you, that computer's got a

kill switch. We know.

Let her work.

If you two step on a landmine,

you're taking my deal with you.

There's no deal yet.

That laptop gets you a ride back to Budapest

only after we verify what's on it.

Any consideration beyond that is up to you.

I'll tell you anything you want to know.

You've been with Sam Keaton since day one.

So why turn on him now?

He lost sight of the mission.

Something must have happened for you to walk.

He had us snatching kids,

little boys and girls from small towns.

Then we'd turn around and stage a rescue op,

give those kids right back.

So it's all a con.

Chain cutters got record donations last year.

And there's no better recruitment tool

than a successful op.

But using kids like that?

Last straw for me.

We're in.

Why does Keaton have chisirid marked on the map?

He was scouting it as a potential base camp.

Small town, 6 miles north of here.

We might have just found his hiding spot.

I'll let Scott know.

With this intel, we've got Keaton

on kidnapping charges, child endangerment.

- What's wrong? - No service.

I had a couple bars bef... everybody down!

Stay down!

Amanda, you hurt?

I'm okay.

What the hell happened?

They must have took out the tower.

Who?

Shh.

FBI! Freeze!

Andre!

Raines!

Stay inside!

Let me see.

Shots fired, officers down.

We need medical attention.

Anyone there? Over.

He ran, but he won't get far.

No response on the walkies.

We had a sat phone in the car.

Our ride's toast, along with everything in it.

BP vehicle's out of commission too.

We're cut off.

Okay.

- You're gonna be okay. - How is she?

Stable, but she needs a doctor.

I doubt we can drag her through the woods.

You go.

Bring help.

You stay here where it's safe.

Chasing him alone is a mistake.

If we lose him now,

we may never get that cop-killer again.

He's not getting away with this.

Go. Go.

Then I'll come with you.

You know how to use a gun?

I took a course, pqc.

Amanda, these are not

paper targets we're dealing with here.

Out there, a split second

is the line between life and death.

He went north through the forest.

Grab the laptop. Let's move.

Shouldn't we have heard from them by now?

You're right. Andre said he'd check in

a half hour ago.

Claire, try the sat phone.

See if we can give them a nudge.

Andre's cell is off.

Same with Amanda's.

Nothing.

This was supposed to be a quick hand off

on border patrol's turf. Why the radio silence?

Our Romanian poc's not answering either.

What's the closest le branch to the border patrol site?

- I'll make some calls. - Let the Romanians know

that their people at the outpost went dark.

We need to get someone with eyes and ears out there.

- Anything? - Still no reception.

I know his face was covered,

but we're tailing Sam Keaton, right?

Maybe. He's got the motive

to take out a traitor.

And if that laptop really is his achilles,

he'd come for it.

I had him in my sights, Andre.

No, let's not go down that road, okay?

- This is not on you. - I hesitated.

Get down!

Well, that's not good.

It's a security system.

And you don't put those just anywhere.

Come on.

Whatever this place is, it wasn't marked on Keaton's map.

Definitely our shooter's camp.

But if it's Keaton, where did he go?

Maybe he moved on.

But even wannabe soldiers wouldn't ditch working weapons.

Could be the weight.

Then why carry it all the way back here just to drop it?

I don't know.

Swap it for something better?

Let's hope not.

Propofol.

Found something.

Footprints leaving the camp.

Wait a minute.

Our shooter's not alone.