Chicago Justice

- Hurry up! - I'm trying.

Come on!

- Okay, okay, okay... - Come on.

Did you hear that?

No.

Ah!

Jesus, Bethany!

You're killing us.

Wait, I think it was...

I-I don't know.

It's right. I'm sure.

Okay.

Door!

It's locked.

Start looking. Hurry!

Look...

- - Going somewhere?

Were we at least close?

You know, you don't have to enjoy it so much.

You got farther than the others.

Maybe if someone hadn't wiped out.

Come on, let's go get the others and hit McConnell's.

- Was that... - Not part of the game.

Go.

Ooh!

Oh, my God, Kennedy.

Call 911 for Christ's sakes!

Hey.

When Daddy Warbuck's baby girl gets whacked,

they call in the big guns, huh?

I'm happy to crawl my ass back in the warm bed it came out of.

I'd take that. What do we know?

Kids all go to Central Chicago University.

What are they doing all the way out here?

Trespassing.

They threw themselves a makeshift escape room.

Theme was a prison break.

That one is the "gamemaster."

I guess a case of beer and a Bulls game is passé now.

Yeah... Oh. Hold up, hold up.

Meet Kennedy Malloy.

Twenty-one. Senior at CCU.

a single gunshot wound to the chest.

What about the weapon?

It's MIA along with one of the kiddies.

And the kiddie's name?

Are you sitting?

Abigail Chapman.

I guess killing her squeeze while studying abroad in Spain

- wasn't good enough. - Madre de Dios...

Kennedy was a total sweetheart.

I can't believe she's gone.

What about Abigail?

I saw her before the game started.

You heard the gunshot?

Uh, I recorded it on my Snap Story.

Okay, bitches. I'm kicking butt this time.

You posted this video at 11:16 p.m.

A gunshot went off and you didn't think that was weird?

I figured it was a part of the game.

This is Chicago.

When's a gunshot not going off?

Stacy and I didn't hear the shot.

We were on the opposite side of the building.

Did Kennedy ever mention any issues with Abigail?

I didn't really know Kennedy.

I'm a freshman. She's a senior.

Abigail seemed cool.

I never believed she killed that Spanish guy.

A world famous ex-con and a prison break.

Who wouldn't pay for that?

Okay, you supplied the space, the clues, the rope.

What about the gun? You supply that, too?

To heighten the experience?

I've thrown ten escape rooms before.

No one has ever been hurt.

So what the hell is an escape room?

It's an interactive game.

Players try to get out of real life or extreme situations

using physical and mental dexterity.

This one was a prison break.

That's ironic.

Each kid had to find his partner,

who was tied up somewhere,

then they try to escape together.

So who was Kennedy's partner?

Abigail.

Kennedy Malloy's father

is in Japan on business.

The mayor would greatly appreciate it

if we had the shooter behind bars

before her father lands at O'Hare.

My people are on it.

What's there to be on? We know who did it.

Abigail Chapman's been back from Spain...

What, three months now?

Do you have any idea what kind of press

the "Vicious Vixen" will attract?

If anyone's interested,

Abigail was acquitted of her boyfriend's murder.

There wasn't a single drop of her DNA at the crime scene.

The prosecutor kept her locked up for three years

before starting her trial.

I was kind of obsessed with the case.

My point is maybe it's too early to convict her.

I wouldn't rely on the TV movie.

I read two books, and the trial transcripts.

The bottom line: if Abigail wasn't gorgeous,

this case would have never gotten that much publicity.

And if Kennedy's father didn't contribute to

the mayor's campaign, CPD would be handling this.

Justice. It's a wonderful thing.

Find the girl.

We need to talk to you about Abigail, Mrs. Chapman.

Why would I help you?

Because one of Abigail's classmates

was found dead in a warehouse.

You're going to blame her for everything?

The other kids have cooperated...

Your daughter is the only one who ran.

Abigail could be hurt.

There's nothing at the scene to suggest that.

The hardest thing...

harder than knowing your baby's in a prison

thousands of miles away...

is thinking that maybe you raised a murderer.

If we could talk to her...

I have no idea where she is!

Can we take a look at her room?

How many bedrooms you got in this place?

Abigail wanted to live in the dorm.

We compromised on the basement.

You didn't trust her?

I just got her back.

Hm.

Is your washer broke?

It's how Abigail washed her clothes

for the last three years.

She's had trouble acclimating.

Do you have any guns in the house, Ms. Chapman?

God, no.

Abigail's got an admirer.

Who's Todd?

I have no idea.

Abigail at the park. Abigail at the bookstore.

When she got back to the States,

the paparazzi wouldn't leave her alone.

She should've rented a cabin in Montana.

- She was acquitted. - Right.

Let me ask you this: would you let her babysit your kids?

- - That's what I thought.

There she is at Java Joe's.

Ah!

I think I found our Picasso.

That looks like pastel chalk to me.

- Do a reverse image search. - Okay.

Todd Mitchell. He's 18.

Goes to CCU.

That looks like the store.

Todd Mitchell?

Investigators Dawson and Nagel.

We're from the State's Attorney's Office.

- What'd I do? - Your roommate told us

you were here.

We're looking for Abigail Chapman.

We heard you guys were tight.

- I haven't seen her. Sorry. - Whoa, whoa.

You in a hurry?

- My next class. - That's not

what your roommate says.

I meant work.

Okay.

Call me if she contacts you.

Oh, jeez, sorry.

- Let me help you. - I got it.

Thanks.

Follow him?

I don't think those tampons are for mom.

You think she's guilty?

Which murder are we talking about?

He's picking up the pace.

She was 18 when she went to Madrid.

She didn't speak the language. For all we know,

she's a sweet kid.

She's hot so she's innocent.

Oh, come on, I didn't say I want to marry the girl.

Who the hell is that?

Gun!

Don't make me hurt you, kid.

Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

She didn't do anything wrong!

- I'm warning you. - I knew this wasn't safe.

What do you want?

It's her I want, man.

- Not you. - Just leave us alone.

Please!

Out of my way, Bro-meo.

Ah!

No, please, please, please!

No, no!