Chicago P.D.

It's the new drug called "gray."

Two people OD'd on it last week.

You know who's moving it?

No. Still working on it.

Sienna, I need something real

or I have to file that coke possession charge.

I keep telling you it wasn't mine.

- This guy paid me to... - Yeah, I believe you.

Which is why I gave you a month to work it off.

So far, nothing.

Now you only have three days left.

Wait, wait, wait, I've got something else.

My friend, Isabel... she works at the club with me sometimes.

Anyway, she has this new boyfriend.

He hits her.

That's horrible, but we don't do domestic abuse cases.

Um, how about murder?

What?

She said her boyfriend killed someone.

An old girlfriend, he beat her to death.

That's why I'm so scared for Isabel.

Did Isabel say anything else... a name?

She just said her boyfriend dumped the body near a factory.

- Wyatt, I think. - Who's the boyfriend?

She calls him D.

I didn't push for details.

Look, I've got enough drama of my own.

When's the last time you talked to Isabel?

Three weeks ago.

I've been texting her, but she's not answering.

And I don't know where she lives.

You're using again, I can see it.

- No, that's not true, I swear. - You have three days

to find me something real or I file those charges.

- She have anything good? - No.

I mean, some B.S. about her friend's boyfriend

killing someone, dumping the body behind the Wyatt factory.

She's just trying to buy more time

because her month's almost up.

She looked pretty upset.

- Yeah, she's a good actor. - Maybe.

It might still be worth calling in though.

No.

Does that mean you're not going

to give her any more time?

Well, you're not supposed to extend deals

according to the book, so.

This is my first C.I.

Yeah, the book's not always right.

Sometimes you got to trust your gut.

So Woods bought the money gag.

Thinks I'm on his side again.

- All right, good. - Okay, so what's next?

When do we take him down?

We find his biggest weakness.

Booze, women, gambling.

I've already found it, boss. It's you.

Hmm.

Thanks, Adam.

Yeah.

Still not convinced, huh?

No, I believe him. Doesn't mean I forgive him.

Hmm.

- Sarge, you got a minute? - Uh-huh.

Um...

I just wanted to apologize for what happened with Camilla.

I put the team in a bad situation.

A really bad situation, and it won't happen again.

You have my word.

Well, you're on desk duty until further notice,

and you've got an appointment with the psychologist at 1:00.

- Hey. - Bless your heart.

Double shot latte, three sugars.

Have I told you

you're my favorite member of Intelligence?

Never.

- Hey. - Hey, oh.

- You. Mm-hmm. - Thanks.

Hey, so did you make a decision on Sienna?

Yeah. She doesn't deliver, I'm going to file the charges.

I gave her a chance and she blew it.

Ooh, nice to see you toughen up.

Don't let anyone take advantage.

- - Detective Upton.

Uh, yeah, I'll be there in 10 minutes.

- We got to go. - What? Where?

- Homicide. - Okay.

Looks like she was beaten to death.

It's pretty gruesome.

Yeah. Hey, thanks for following up.

- Nice work. - It cost me 50 bucks.

How's that?

Gave Winters over here ten-to-one odds

your snitch was talking crap.

Her snitch.

Hey, can you do me a favor

and make the appropriate notifications?

- Yeah. - Thanks, guys.

Like I said, it was just a hunch.

Sienna's story was a little too weird to be fake.

- I'm sorry if I overstepped. - You did.

Well, at least now you know

Sienna isn't playing you, right?

She's a Jane Doe.

We ran her prints; they're not in the system.

And my CI doesn't know her name either,

but her friend's name is Isabel Perez.

And she's dating the same guy

that looks good for this murder.

What do we know about her?

- Isabel? - Yeah.

Latina, 21, used to work

on and off at a strip club on the west side.

A place called Alibi.

Okay, so we think her boyfriend killed the Jane Doe?

Yeah, yeah, and maybe Isabel too.

Because she's been missing three weeks,

I tried tracking her phone. It's dead.

All right, well, talk to your C.I. again.

See what you can find out.

Meanwhile, let's dig into this Jane Doe.

What's her name? What's her story?

Let me know if you want me to jump in.

No, we're good.

Your appointment's in ten minutes.

If I were you, I'd be on time.

I'm Dr. Rebecca Sloan.

Have you ever been in therapy before?

Um, I talked to someone a while back, yeah.

- After a shooting. - Right, it's mandatory.

So, uh, so you ask me questions, and I talk, right?

This is your time.

If you have something you want to talk about,

I'll listen.

And if I don't?

C.O.D. was blunt force trauma.

She was beaten repeatedly with a long object,

like a pipe or a tire iron.

You can tell by the parallel tracks.

When'd she die?

Based on decomp, about a month ago.

Find any evidence on her body?

I'm running semen samples now.

- Sexual assault? - Hard to say.

No tearing of tissues.

Any offensive or defensive wounds?

No, doesn't look like there was much of a struggle.

Probably knew her killer.

That syncs up with the C.I. story,

boyfriend killed girlfriend.

There's one other thing worth pointing out.

She's had lots of cosmetic procedures.

Injections into the breasts, buttocks, lips.

All right, we'll get a list of nearby plastic surgeons.

Probably a waste of time.

It appears she was injected with motor oil.

So this guy Isabel is with really killed somebody?

- Damn. - Looks that way.

We found the body behind the Wyatt factory,

just like Isabel said.

I'm glad I told you about it.

I wasn't sure, you know, Izzy, she says a lot of wacky things.

But this was crazy, even for her.

I can't have no felony on my record.

I'll never get a good job at a restaurant.

I'm training to be a chef.

That's great. So just stay focused.

Do what I need you to do, and you'll be fine.

Let's start at the beginning, okay?

Where was Isabel living before she met D?

A shelter. Like a charity thing.

You know, beds, counselors, food.

Izzy was always trying to get her life right.

She just never could.

What's it called?

No, she doesn't look familiar.

But we talk to over a hundred women a month.

Many of them are timid,

or so scared they won't even tell us their real names.

But we let them in nonetheless.

What's this about?

She was reported missing.

Can we look through some of your files?

Yeah, of course. Yeah, I can help with that.

Great. Thanks, Juan.

Okay, you're right.

Isabel Perez, here she is.

Turns out she's been here several times.

Well, when was the last time she was here?

Uh, two months ago.

All right, Amanda was her counselor.

Amanda.

The police are asking about someone named Isabel Perez.

Why, did something happen to her?

We're not sure.

We just want to ask a few questions.

Sure. Truth is, I'm glad you're here.

I've been worried about her.

I've been calling and texting her...

When was the last time you heard from her?