Chicago P.D.

So you were in town last month.

Yeah, I was seeing a friend.

So who's this friend?

Hank...

Justin!

You did good.

I'm gonna find who did this to my son.

I'm Justin's dad.

Start digging.

Please, Justin wouldn't want you to do this.

Erin, get out of here... now.

I'm gonna tell you what I told him

right before I put a bullet in his head.

What happened?

Nothing.

You okay?

Yeah.

I got to go.

Detective.

Commander.

On the night the intelligence unit

was pursuing Justin Voight's killer,

I was monitoring the team's radio transmissions

and geographical locations.

I had your cell phone and Sergeant Voight's

triangulated the second radio traffic stopped.

The two of you were both right here

at the Silos

while the rest of the team was pinged clear across the city.

That's right.

We were here.

This is a place that Sergeant Voight comes

to gather his thoughts.

And he was reeling after you pulled him off the case,

so when I couldn't get him on his cell or the radio,

I came here.

And did what?

Talked...

about his unimaginable grief

over losing Justin.

It was a cop's son that was killed that night, Commander.

I don't know if anyone briefed you on that.

So you agree with what he did?

I don't know what you're referring to.

You pulled us off the case.

We complied.

As far as we know, Justin's killer's

still out there somewhere.

How much longer are you gonna cover for Voight,

at the expense of your own career

and this entire department's reputation?

Does that matter to you?

Or have you been fully absorbed into his world?

I know you're indebted to him.

He pulled you off the streets when you were 15.

But it's time for you to think for yourself.

- Arson? - No doubt.

Strong smell of gasoline, but no ruptured fuel lines or tanks.

This was definitely a pour.

Victim was probably dead beforehand,

otherwise he would've tried like hell to crawl out of there.

Man, what a way to go.

Yeah.

We have guys checking the security cameras

over by the containers. - Keep me posted.

Copy that.

Hank.

I heard about your son.

I just wanted to tell you how sorry I am.

That means a lot, Matt.

Yo, Sarge.

Plates came back to a Ted Berner.

55, no priors.

All right, thanks.

- Hey, how'd it go? - Not great.

Hey, check this out.

- What? - Right here.

What's that on his chest?

Is that a police wire?

Well, let's find out.

Hey, is that my car?

- Whoa! Who are you? - Is that my car?

- Uh... Ted Berner. - Was it stolen?

No, my son Evan borrowed it.

I hadn't heard from him, so I located his phone on the app.

Is... is Evan here?

Mr. Berner, there's an adult in the front seat,

but we haven't identified him.

Evan wears my father's, um, watch on his right wrist...

an old Omega.

Is it him?

No. No, please...

Please.

Did he owe anyone money?

No, he moved back home to save cash.

He was gonna do a semester in England next year.

Mr. Berner, your son may have been wearing a wire...

like a police recording device.

Does that make any sense to you?

What? No.

None. - Okay.

All right, we'll get you home now, Mr. Berner.

You read about all these murders on the South Side,

but living in Edgebrook, you think you're safe.

I can't believe this is happening.

He was...

Are you sure you're all right...

coming back to work so soon?

Yeah.

I need this.

How's your grandson?

Yeah, well...

thank God for him.

That's the only blessing in this whole thing.

He's too young to figure it out, because...

I can't imagine telling an eight-year-old.

Yeah.

You need anything else...

Anything else you want to talk about?

There seems to be something on your mind.

No.

Okay, then.

Sergeant, hey.

Hey, Burgess, didn't see you there.

So I'm getting a new partner today?

Yes, indeedy.

'Cause the thing is, I heard she came from

the foot beat at 26th and Cal.

Correct.

Which is the worst job in the city.

Where is this going, Officer?

I just want to know what she did to get stuck there.

She a dog-ass cop or what?

Because with everything that's going on around here,

I need somebody that I can trust.

Okay, look, this is the deal.

But you got to keep it under your hat, okay?

Oh, of course.

And there she is. Julie Tay?

Hi.

Meet your new partner, Kim Burgess.

- Hi, nice to meet you, Kim. - Oh, yeah.

I've heard a lot of good things about you.

You too. I'm just, uh, wow.

I'm really looking forward to working with you.

- Me too. - Hey.

Stay alive out there.

Okay?

Hmm.

"The Five People You Meet in Heaven."

He's got this underlined:

"The only time we waste

is the time we spend thinking we're alone."

This is my daughter, Ally.

We're very sorry about your brother.

Ally, is there anything that you could tell us

that might help?

Anything that he may have been into?

Nope.

Do you know if he was working with the police

or any other law enforcement?

Why do you say that?

Well, we think that he may have been wearing a wire

that the police use.

CPD is so crooked, it's unbelievable.

Ally.

I mean, why are you asking us this stuff?

Shouldn't you know?

- She, um... - No need to explain.

Totally understandable, and she makes a good point.

Now if we have to come back and ask any more questions,

we'll make sure we have all our ducks in a row first.

So I hear 21st is getting body cams soon.

- Yeah? - Yeah, yeah.

They're starting to roll them out through the districts.

I personally think it's a good idea,

'cause, you know, it protects us as much as the public.

So where you coming from?

Foot beat. 26th and Cal.

- The courthouse? - Yeah.

Isn't that the worst job in the city?

Writing parking tickets to cops that are just there to testify?

Yeah, yeah.

It sucked... completely.

Yeah, so how did you end up there?

Basically...

Units in 21 and units on the citywide.

We have a person calling for help at 115 West Pershing.

Dispatch, hold us down on that call.

We're two blocks out.

Down there! I don't know where!

- What's down there? - Screaming!

I heard a woman screaming!

All right, you stay right there.

- - Tay, black SUV!

- Help! - Chicago PD... open up!