Queen of the South

Previously on Queen of the South

Kelly Anne. I'm sorry

we haven't talked about the baby.

- Let's go tell Teresa. - Hold on.

I'm not even two months along,

so can we wait just a little bit?

If you think it's right.

But let's not wait too long.

I don't like keeping secrets in our family.

And neither does Teresa.

There is a manhunt underway for a suspect

in last night's alleged murder of Davis Lafayette,

son of Honorable Judge Cecil Lafayette.

The suspect is the reputed head

of the New Orleans crime syndicate,

known to local law enforcement

as Marcel William Dumas.

I owe you my life.

Marcel, you are the son that I wished I had.

Trust no one.

The judge was taking kickbacks from sentencing those kids.

So how do he keep track of it?

- A ledger. - So we need to find his ledger.

Just the man I was looking for. Cuff him.

Someone has to hang for the judge.

- I'm sorry, Marcel. - I trusted you.

Lo siento jefa.

You're at it early.

Sugar, you made me coffee.

Thank you so much. You are a godsend.

What is this?

Decaf.

You told me you could not have caffeine because of the baby.

Yeah, I did.

Did Christmas come early? How long was in there?

This is for you.

Did Santa bring Momma a bigger purse too?

The guestroom next door is your new office.

That's where you work from now on.

Okay. I'm gonna have to go to meetings from time to time.

Then Flaco will go with you.

- Who? - Flaco.

He's your new shadow.

Wherever you go, he goes.

And curfew's at 7:00.

Kay, um, Flaco, can you give us a second?

Right. Is this really necessary?

I want to put everything in place before we tell Teresa.

I don't want her to be worrying about the baby

on top of everything that's happened with Dumas.

Right. Okay.

- You need more time? - Just a little bit.

She's just got a lot going on,

and I'm still getting used to all this.

Orale.

We'll tell her when you're ready.

Okay.

But Flaco stays.

Decaf?

Good man.

Hello?

Teresa. Dumas was denied bail.

They're saying he's a flight risk.

If we can find that ledger and expose Lafayette,

there's a chance his case will be thrown out.

I'll keep reaching out to attorneys.

I want the best team, no matter how much it costs.

Of course.

No luck.

We searched Lafayette's house, but the cops cleaned up.

Any documents he kept were taken into evidence.

I'm gonna find us a lawyer.

We need that ledger, James.

Not just for Dumas.

I know.

What do you want me to do?

What, it's not enough that Lafayette's dead?

You gotta murder the man's reputation too?

He was giving kids maximum sentences

in exchange for kickbacks from private prisons.

I don't believe you.

We have a zip drive with thousands of names.

Do you need to see it?

Yeah, I knew the judge was into some dirty things, but this?

Not everyone was as lucky as you, cabrón.

While he was sending you to night school,

he was sending these kids to hell.

Tell me what I'm looking for.

He must have kept a record of the kickbacks.

We don't know what it looks like,

but it must have names, dates, and dollar amounts.

Anywhere from 2,000 to 5,000 per inmate per month.

If it exists, I'll find it.

What about that $2-million reward?

Did anyone claim it?

Still sitting there.

Whoever squealed cares more about putting Dumas away

than getting rich.

I'll be in touch.

It has to have been Lucien.

Until we have proof, we need to hold all shipments.

If he ratted out Dumas, he could turn on us next.

I understand.

Thank you so much.

What did he say?

Same thing every other reputable

defense attorney in a 25-mile radius has said.

Apparently defending a judge killer

is career suicide.

Even if they win.

Especially if they win.

There has to be someone.

In New Orleans, Dumas is not innocent.

It's his word against Lafayette,

and he made a run for it.

Keep trying. Look out of state.

I put him in jail because I believed

I could get him out.

- Okay. - Thank you.

Jefa, Lucien's here to see you.

Send him in.

Afternoon, Miss Mendoza.

What can I do for you?

Can we sit?

Have a drink perhaps?

You've made very clear how you feel about me.

True.

I'm not the biggest admirer of your work

or its outcomes.

Is this about Marcel? It couldn't be avoided.

Then why add insult to injury by cutting off his crew?

Because I trusted Marcel.

I don't trust you.

I'm old, Miss Mendoza.

Being the boss for 40 years can make you set in your ways.

You'll see.

But even I have to accept that without you,

my people will go hungry.

And with hunger comes desperation,

anarchy.

If you cut us off,

they'll be blood on the streets of New Orleans.

I need to think about it.

Tell me.

Gamble found the ledger.

I just forwarded you the pictures he sent me.

That thumb drive with this ledger,

in the right hands,

and the judge's whole kickback scheme's exposed.

Thank you.

No problem.

I'm on my way to make the exchange now.

Great. I'll see you later.

Gamble found Lafayette's ledger.

James is getting it right now.

That's good.

What do you want to do about the shipment

that Lucien is asking for?

I won't do anything until I know where Marcel stands.

We tried to reach out to him.

Teresita, he wants nothing to do with us.

We can't give him a choice.

Shit.

Wow.

Whatever the hell this is,

you have five minutes.

I'm sorry, Marcel.

But Lucien came to see me.

He asked me to send the shipment.

No.

He said he wants to keep your crew in business.

You can keep your coke

and your bullshit apologies.

I'd rather my people starve

than be in business with you.

I'm ready.

Rat.

Did you get the ledger?

- You sure they're feds? - I'm positive.

Why would the feds being watching Eli?

Because he's a corrupt cop with ties to a murdered judge.

Who was in our bar this morning.

Maybe he was wearing a wire.

No. He wouldn't have.

If the feds are surveilling him,

it's 'cause they're still building their case.

But they could have followed us here,

which means we are now part of their case.

It's only a matter of time before they pull him in.

Didn't take much convincing

to get him to turn on Lafayette and hop on our payroll.

If the feds take him in, he'll hand us over

on a silver platter, guaranteed.

Kill him.

We don't know for sure that he's gonna turn on us.

Maybe the feds won't even question him.

We're not taking any chances.

When you kill him, I want you to plant the evidence

against Lafayette near his body.

It's not that simple.