Comeuppance

Bunny's moving weapons. Six figures' worth,

military grade.

You want me to ambush him?

I want you to leave this place.

I'll buy you a life.

I'm not gonna end up

one of those girls.

What is it? About her?

My mom had that same look.

How did they know their target

was in the yard?

You have two weeks.

If we don't have your resignation,

- we will terminate your employ. - No, I-I...

- I've worked-- - I'm sorry.

- I feel-- - No, no, fuck your sorry!

You need to stand down. You're not yourself.

- Shut the fuck up! I'm not dropping

the Morrissey case.

One fucking guy tried to do the right thing.

- Robert killed him. - You don't know that.

It wasn't-- It was not

a home invasion.

- You did good, Charlie. - What about the man

on the porch?

Fucking came at me.

- Milo. - I'm sorry, Roman,

I need you alive for a while.

***

Mariam came to court the day I was sentenced.

Charges were too heavy to risk trial, so I pled out.

She came that day.

And then she visited me inside just once.

She only needed one visit

because she only had one thing to say.

She told me to survive.

Mariam knew the prisons.

Knew both sides of those walls.

She knew what survival meant.

She was giving me permission to become a stranger to her.

She was saying, "Become something unrecognizable."

I took that advice.

I didn't know if releasing me was a mistake.

***

No one knew what they were releasing.

I did things inside.

Evil, by most moral standards.

By my mother's.

But did those acts make me evil?

The day I got out, my family was there.

Mariam was there.

She held onto me like it was an act of absolution.

Forgiveness for the sinner.

And I thought maybe...

maybe I can shed this skin.

Maybe I can return to myself.

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We settle all business today, Bunny.

Yeah.

Deck's stacked in our favor, but

still putting my people at risk.

I'll let the Russians know your route.

But I'll play dumb to the destination.

You got an idea where you want to lead him?

Yeah. Yeah, I got a spot.

It's old ironworks downriver.

Box them motherfuckers in.

Triangulate fire and whatnot.

Well, if shit goes south,

I'll let KPD know where to aim.

Every Russian soldier goes down.

That is the prize

for the cops, for the D.A.

Konstantin?

I'll handle him.

What, you getting your hands dirty, Mike?

Nothing can wash the blood off these hands, Bunny.

Aiight.

Where this gonna leave us, then,

when the dust settles?

Us?

Yeah.

That's a lot of territory.

There's a whole lot of ambition right there.

It's not exactly past the horizon though, is it, Bunny?

You stay inside our borders.

Yeah.

When you go across the lines...

there's monsters waiting.

Monsters bigger than you, wanting to take all you got.

You settle for Kingstown.

What about you?

I get some sort of peace.

Twisted as it is, but...

...that's where it leaves us.

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I mean, it was just fucking stupid.

I let my guard down.

He came at me, the one time.

Well, lucky you got your sidearm free.

I don't even remember drawing my goddamn gun.

You know, that was just fucking instinct.

That's all that was, I mean...

I let my guard down.

Look, we have what we need, Detective.

Shoot doesn't get much cleaner than this, right?

We should have you cleared by end of week.

- All right, appreciate it. Yeah.

Hey, Ian.

- Hey. - Give me a minute?

Yeah, Counselor,

I got a shitload of fucking paperwork.

Yeah, I know what that's like.

And why is it that every single time I see you

I think I need to call my union rep?

Uh...

How many times did you take Charlie Reeves

on these field trips?

Uh, I just told these guys.

Like, you know, half a dozen, maybe?

- Seven times. - Okay.

You logged him out of Anchor Bay seven times, yeah.

Six times to search for and recover victims' remains.

- Seventh was for the dentist. - Yeah, yeah.

The dentist. Yeah, he requested me.

Doesn't DOC have a dental plan?

His teeth were fucked.

Yeah, I mean, he was eating rocks from the yard.

They were fucked. He requested me.

I got-I got a relationship with this fucker.

You know what happened the day you took him to the dentist?

What-- N-- Not a clue. What?

Morrissey was murdered.

All right, first of all, fuck you, Evelyn.

How long we known each other, this is what you think of me?

- I didn't even ask a question. - Are you really that desperate

for the office, really?

'Cause that's disappointing.

You throw this disrespectful dogshit at me?

You know what I do? I bring closure to these families.

That's what I did, okay? So fuck this.

***

What? She's not? Okay.

- Hey, yo, Ian. - Hmm?

Hey, got a body down by the tracks.

Looks like a hit.

- Fucking perfect. - Yeah.

Yeah. Keno.

- You all right? - Yeah.

Fuck.

Is he dead?

Well, Roman is not one for radio silence.

Maybe he ran.

From what? And to where?

I mean, you've been offered a golden ticket,

yet you remain.

Roman was never shackled to me.

His loyalty was fathomless.

Here.

If he's dead...

do we run?

Do we stay?

W-Where would I go?

I mean, you're free.

I am shackled.

The question is not

if Roman's dead, the question is who killed him?

Now, logic dictates that

it was revenge meted out.

You know, by the Aryans or Bunny Washington.

That-That's logical.

What do you feel?

Feel?

That I don't allow.

No, we have business to attend.

We're gonna do our work

until all the work is done.

Fuck.

***

Hey.

Look, I got a thing I got to talk to you about, Mike.

- Then talk. - Not here.

But let me ask you-- you heard from Iris?

Not since yesterday.

We got to track her, Mikey.

I'm gonna cut this fucker down, but I got a feeling

this is Konstantin's guy.

Christ.

Fucking doing more and more to make a fucking statement

these days. They tortured

the fuck out of this poor bastard.

They took their sweet fucking time.

- Aryan payback? - I mean, I don't think so.

I mean, the gas mask--