Chicago P.D.

I don't wanna go to work today.

Just tell the bad guys to take a week off.

I like this plan.

Don't get it.

I have to.

No.

- Dude, I have to. - Don't do it.

- Don't do it! - I have to.

What's up?

Looks like my dad collapsed.

He had a heart attack. He's at Med right now.

What?

Is this out of the blue? Is he not feeling well?

Nol don't really talk to him anymore, but

my mom said he's doing better.

I don't know, not drinking, exercising,

you know, "changed." Whatever.

Let's go. I'll take you to Med.

Okay.

I'll let you out when we get there,

and I'll look for parking.

That's okay. You don't have to come in.

You sure?

Yeah. Thank you.

Units on the city-wide.

We got a call of a man down in an alley,

possible homicide. 4220 West Maypole.

That's five blocks away. Come on, let's roll.

Roll? What about your dad?

I'll go later.

5021 Henry, plainclothes officers responding.

Halstead and Upton, intelligence.

- What do we have, officer? - Homeless guy found him.

Notified a store owner who called 911.

Two gunshot wounds to the back.

What is this?

He's ice cold.

Man, he's a cop.

Patrol Officer Mike Blaine. He's got 22 years on the job...

- You gotta be kidding me. - What?

Man, I knew him.

We worked together four years in Vice.

- Like, I knew him well. - I'm so sorry, Sarge.

- All right, what else? - Two shots in the back.

We found two .45 caliber casings

about ten feet from the body.

- Time of death? - Around 11:00 p.m. last night.

- Robbery? - Don't think so.

Watch, wallet, cash... all found on him.

There's no sign of a struggle, either.

- Sounds like an ambush. - Yeah.

We know what he was doing over here?

No, sir.

Doesn't sound like he was on the clock.

You telling me he wasn't on OT?

His sergeant said he turned in his squad keys at 10:00 p.m.

Checked his car.

Saber radio, duty rig, vestall packed.

Everything indicates he was done with his tour.

Right, I don't have to tell you there's gonna be a lot

of eyes on this, so we do it by the numbers, understand?

PODs, cameras, witnesses. Let's go.

I'll see you on the other side, Mike.

- Any word on your dad? - Yeah.

Doctors confirmed it was a heart attack.

But he's in stable condition, so...

If you gotta take off, I totally get it.

Nah, they're doing tests.

Can't do anything for him, anyway.

Okayl mean, are you sure?

It might be nice to just go see him.

A cop just got shot. Let's focus on that, 'kay?

- All right. - Sergeant!

- Look, he's my partner. - Hey, it's okay!

Let him through.

Had to see it with my own eyes.

- Rodriguez. - Hank Voight.

You're Sergeant Voight?

Mike spoke highly of you. I'm glad you're on this.

Listen, you guys got anything on the books over here?

No, sir. Been working a burglary detail.

Gold Coast, all year.

I assume everything's good with Dana, right?

Yeah, happily married. 18 years.

Listen, man, this is a rough neighborhood.

You got any idea why Mike would be over here?

No.

Shift ended, said he was going straight home to Dana.

Said she made lasagne.

Anything unusual the past few weeks?

Not really.

The only thing I can think of is, he went off-book

two days ago for a couple of hours.

'Kay.

Said he had a doctor's appointment.

Didn't ring true.

Tom?

There's Dana.

- Look, I have to go... - No, no.

Let me talk to her.

Here, just remember it's an active crime scene.

- Thanks, Sarge. - Dana...

Hank

I'm sorry, ma'am.

I'm so sorry.

Sarge.

So techs found faint tire impressions near Blaine's body.

It all points to a small model vehicle.

Corroborates what a witness saw,

a compact vehicle speeding away with

lightning bolts for taillights.

That adds up to a 2017-to-19 Prius model.

Problem is, no Priuses are registered

- to anyone in the area. - Okay, keep chasing it.

Yes...

What?

We also got some suspicious texts

from Blaine's phone to a burner phone

a couple days ago.

Blaine says, "You got it?"

Five minutes later, he gets a text back.

"Wilson Park, 2:00 p.m."

So we pulled security footage from the park,

and, we got Blaine here walking at 2:05 p.m., same day.

Then this dude with the tats walks up.

There's a hand-to-hand exchange.

So we ran him through facial rec.

It's Marco Perez.

He is a shot caller for the Latin Jokers.

This Perez, he's got a long sheet,

including an armed robbery with a .45

that was never recovered.

Kevin's waiting for his LKA.

He did three years in Stateville

on a distribution charge.

The arresting officer on that pinch was Mike Blaine.

So we got Blaine, on-duty, receiving a suspicious envelope

from a known banger that he arrested.

Two days later, he's shot with a .45 while he's off-duty.

None of this looks good.

Doesn't matter.

We follow the leads wherever they take us.

According to narcotics, they're taking us

to 2321 Holden Street. He's got a stash house

in Little Village.

Okay, good. Let's roll.

All right, listen.

Until we know more, I wanna keep this video

of Blain and Perez off-book.

You got it, Sarge.

Jay, you set?

In position, ready when you are.

Copy that. We're moving in.

Clear. I'll take the right.

We got a runner!

- Don't do it, Marco! - Hands up!

You know the drill! Show me, now!

- Hands up! - Hands up.

Get your ass down.

Stand up. Walk back towards me.

Back just real slow.

Well, business must be good.

Recovered 20 grand at your stash.

I don't know what you're talking about, bro.

We found your gun, too. Sig Sauer .45.

Slugs are a match to a gun used in a cop murder.

That's a lie.

Two days ago. That's you.

Talking to the dead cop.

I didn't kill Mike!

I was in Gary last night. I had my gun with me, too.

- But you knew Mike Blaine? - Yeah.

He busted me four years ago.

After I got out, we crossed paths from time to time.

Said hello, that sort of thing. Became friends, kind of.

When's the last time you saw him?

That day.

Tell me what's in that envelope.

Money.

Three grand.

He needed a loan, so I took care of him.

Gave him a good deal, too.

Mike tell you what he needed the money for?

No, just said he needed it quick

to help out a friend.

Anything else?

He was driving away...

Some white boy pulled up, though.

Started taking pictures with his phone.

- Okay. - Mike lost it.

Started screaming at him.

This white boy just flipped him off and drove away.

You think he knew this kid?

I don't know, man, it looked that way.

- You get a good look at him? - White, brown hair, 20s.

Drove one of those electric cars,

like a Prius or something. That's all I know.

That's all I know.

Hey, Sarge. Perez's alibi checks out.

There's video of him at a gas station in Gary.