Baby, we don't have to go.
You know they'll spin another track for you.
Are you kidding? I'm tired.
You, tired? Uh-huh.
You keep dancing till they shut down the spot.
You have to be to work in seven hours.
You need to go to sleep.
You think we're going to sleep
once I get you home?
Oh?
I had the perfect birthday.
That's what you deserve, baby.
Hey, I got it.
You are very polite tonight.
I just like watching that ... go bump, bump, bump.
(sirens blaring)
Step out of the car!
Get out with your hands up!
All right, all right, all right.
Okay, okay.
We're getting out, okay?
Everybody just calm down.
This ain't right. We didn't do a damn thing!
Stay right there!
Gun!
Kenyon!
Oh, God!
Kenyon!
WOMAN: Another young man
cut down in his prime.
He could have been your son
or my brother or the love of someone's life.
There is too much violence,
and we are not going to stand for it!
NEWSWOMAN: Officially, police will only say
than an investigation has been initiated.
Off the record, however, sources tell us
that the victim, Kenyon James, 27, was being investigated
because of his ties to a local drug ring
allegedly run by a Brooklyn gang.
How can they tell those lies about him?
It wouldn't be a police investigation
if they weren't smearing the victim.
But, Rhonda, honey,
you're going to have to stop watching the coverage.
They're never going to be talking about the man you knew.
But he wasn't going for a gun.
And that's what you're going to have to tell
the District Attorney when you meet
with him at noon.
Like he's going to listen to me. He has to.
We're going to make sure
the world knows the truth about Kenyon.
But it's not going to bring him back.
No.
But it will keep his memory alive.
You gotta get dressed.
You're due at your lawyer's in an hour.
Let's get you ready.
I'll meet you there.
Are you sure?
Mm-hmm.
All right.
(camera shutter clicking)
Hey. There's a lot of media outside.
What's all the fuss?
Rhonda Brewer is missing.
Those are all from the police shooting?
Uh-huh. Any signs of foul play?
Nope. No signs of a struggle,
no sign of forced entry. Nothing.
Maybe she just walked away.
Yeah, except she was about to meet with the DA
to tell him her side of the story.
Anything else we know about Rhonda?
Yeah. Her brother heads up the 81st Street Unity gang.
The one in Brooklyn? Yep.
And it was his Escalade that was caught in the shootout.
So, as far as I can tell,
we got cops on one side, drug dealers on the other,
and Rhonda Brewer caught somewhere in the middle.
Here you go.
(sighing): Bless you.
Thank you.
The amount of sleep I've had in the last few days
wouldn't qualify as a short nap.
You've been on TV a lot.
I don't need to be on TV, Agent Johnson.
I'm just trying to help.
Reverend, I take it
you know about her brother?
Wallace? Yes.
She's not like him. Really?
I've got criminal trespass here, assault,
resisting arrest.
Does she run with her brother's gang?
She used to.
She broke with him about a year ago.
Do you know
why that was? He got wounded
in a drive-by, almost killed.
That was her wake-up call.
She moved out to Queens, got herself a job.
She met Kenyon.
She was on a good path.
Not that good.
Her boyfriend pulled a gun on the police.
(sighs)
You don't believe that.
Kenyon James
was not some gangbanger.
Well, the fact is they found a gun right next to him.
It's just the cops trying to cover up what they did.
Are you saying that they planted the gun?
Is that what Rhonda was going to tell the District Attorney?
All I know
is people were worried about what she might say.
RHONDA: I don't want to talk about this anymore.
MAN: Do the right thing or more people are going to get hurt!
Rhonda, open the door.
Are you okay? I'm fine.
I'm Reverend Washington.
You know where to find me.
Who was that? (sighs)
That was no one.
What did he mean
by "do the right thing"?
You were listening to my conversation?
I heard your conversation
and it sounded like he threatened you.
It wasn't like that.
Somebody comes here
and puts pressure on you, that sounds like a threat,
and that just shows you how much is riding on this.
I mean, how many other killings of young black men
have they swept under the rug?
This is about change, Rhonda.
No, it's about Kenyon,
'cause he's the only one who got shot that night.
I'm sorry. You're absolutely right.
and we're going to make sure that no one loses sight of that.
I accompanied her to Kenyon's memorial service after that
and she never said anything else about that man
and I didn't ask.
Had you ever seen him before?
No,
but I think he was a cop.
Why do you say that?
He had cop hair.
And besides, who had the most to lose
if they shot an innocent man and she was willing to say so?
That Rhonda Brewer's brother?
Yep. Wallace.
Runs the Unity gang with an iron fist.
You know, drugs, prostitution, extortion.
Anything tying him to her disappearance?
Not so far, but we have agents looking for him.
Hi.
NYPD send us that list of cops
that were involved in the shooting?
Yeah, check's in the mail.
Meantime, I'm looking over these photos from the crime scene
that I got from The Post.
What about the haircut that was in Rhonda's apartment?
Uh, any sign of him?
Nothing yet.
Okay... um, I want you guys
to get together all the news coverage on this case,
see if we can get a hit on something.
MARTIN: Okay.
You got it.
Well, the next thing I know,
the dude bounces out of the car all aggressive and then-- bam!--
the cops start shooting like it's rabbit season.
"Rabbit season"?
Reporters dig a little flair.
Yeah, well, here at the FBI, we dig the facts.
Do you recognize that guy?
Did you see him there?
I don't think so.
Well, tell us
what you did see from the beginning.
Where were you standing?
Uh... here on the sidewalk,
but I moved in closer when the cops pulled up.
(tires screeching)
Step out of the car!
Come out with your hands where I can see them!
RHONDA: Okay, okay, okay, okay. We're coming out.
Everybody just calm down, okay?
(car door opens)
This ain't right!
We didn't do a damn thing!
Stay right there!
(tires squeal)
Gun! (gunshot)
(gunshots)
Kenyon!
After that, the cops split us up, took our statements.
20 minutes later, the place was crawling with reporters.
And you saw him pull a gun?
He was reaching for something.
Dumb-ass move if you ask me.
So he had it coming?
Look, I'm just saying if I was a cop,
some guy comes out of his car all pissed off
and reaches for something,
I'm not just gonna be standing there like a bull's-eye.
(gunshots)
(glass breaks)
ELENA: Danny.
Hey, Danny.
What's up?
I was just thinking.
About what?
Rhonda.
Look, Rhonda was behind the car.
So there's no way she could've known for sure
whether or not Kenyon was gonna reach for the gun.
True, but she could've known there was a gun in the car.
And if she testifies to either of those things,
the shooting's justified.
So there's no reason for the cops to keep her quiet.
(on TV): And I promise you,
I will not rest until we...
Hey, you find me something?
Yep, matched your sketch from the press conference
two days ago.
Yep, that's our guy.
Hold on a second.
Okay, right there, freeze it.
Yeah, that's a shield.
Look, do me a favor.
Increase the resolution to whatever you have to,
but get me that badge number, okay?
(distant siren blares)
Detective Chambers.
FBI.
What can I do for you?
Looking for Rhonda Brewer.
She's missing.
Yeah, I heard about that.
Well, we have a witness who places you at her apartment.
Well, yeah, I was there, but I didn't take her.
I don't know who did.
So what were the two of you talking about?
You know, this and that.
Listen to me...
she's the witness in a fatal police shooting.
And I'm starting to get the feeling
that you're impeding an official investigation.
I didn't talk to her about the shooting.
Okay, here's what we're going to do.
You can talk to us now or we're gonna talk to IA.
Your choice.
(sighs)
All right.
I've been chasing her brother and his gang
for about two years, okay?
And I'd approached Rhonda before and it never got anywhere,
but given the circumstances, I thought I'd try it again.
What do you want?
Just to tell you that I'm real sorry about your boyfriend.
You should be.
I don't know what happened the other night.
You people killed him. That's what happened.
I had nothing to do with that.
Look, it was your brother's car.
Am I right?
And there was a gun in the car.
It was his gun.
Don't try to lay this on Wallace.
Everything he touches ends up dead, Rhonda.
That's why you got away from him, isn't it?
That's not enough.
You got to help me get him off the street.
I don't want to talk about this anymore.
Do the right thing,
or more people are gonna get hurt.
(knocking)
Get out and don't come back.
And she was pretty busted up about the boyfriend, but...
she still didn't flip.
That the last time you saw her?
Yeah. Anybody else hanging around?
You know, like I said, Reverend Washington.
Look, are we done?
I don't know. Are we?
All right, look.
When I left her apartment, I got made.
You know where to find me.
It was one of Wallace's guys.
And if I'd seen him when I got there, I wouldn't have gone in.
And you're 100% sure that you got made?
Yeah.
And if Wallace thinks she flipped,
sister or not, he's not gonna let it slide.
Nice chart.
Thank you. I'm very proud.
Joe Brooks, mid-level muscle.
Chambers ID'd him as the banger in the hall.
Kind of guy Wallace might use to abduct his sister.
That's if he didn't do it himself.
We've been canvassing Rhonda's building.
Two witnesses saw him there yesterday.
Excuse me.
I think I have an idea about where Wallace might be.
Before she broke with her brother,
all of Rhonda's bills got sent to a B&R Service.
That's a body shop in Queens.
(buzzing)
Need some help?
Yeah, how can we find Wallace Brewer?
Nobody here by that name.
Really?
Then who is that?
What can I do for you fine gentlemen?
Look like you can use a lube job.
We're looking for your sister, Wallace.
What do you want with her?
She's missing.
I ain't seen Rhonda in a while.
Then what was she doing in your SUV at a club three nights ago?
It was her birthday.
I was just being nice.
Why'd you pay her a visit last night?
Being extra nice?
You knew she was talking
to the cops, didn't you?
Rhonda wouldn't talk to no cops
no more than I'd turn on my own people.
Then what were you doing there?
I was worried about her after the shooting.
So I went to see her.
Hey, little sis.
Wallace.
You know, you really ought to put
better locks on them doors.
Sure did take
a step down moving in here.
It ain't much, but at least it's mine.
What do you want?
I wanted to make sure you was okay.
He's dead. How am I supposed to be okay?
I understand.
How was the memorial?
Lots of speeches.
None of them knew him.
He's not even a man to them.
He's just a symbol of... injustice.
The whole thing made me sick.
Well, what can I do?
How 'bout I get you out of here
and put you in a nice hotel or something?
You want to do something, Wallace?
Why don't you find the cops who killed him
'cause you know they're gonna walk.
I can't do nothing about that, Rhonda.
'Cause when you got shot, you didn't try
to find justice for yourself, right?
Not against cops.
Look at you.
Whatever happened to walking away from the life, huh?
Just go.
I'll take care of this myself.
What is this, Romeo and Juliet?
Your sister want revenge now?
(chuckles)
You know what they say.
"Love makes people do crazy things."
What was she looking for in that phone book?
I don't know, man. Maybe she was hungry.
She wanted some Chinese food or something.
Chinese food.
All right, thanks.
You know if Rhonda ID'd one of the cops,
maybe she went after him.
Well, that's assuming Wallace was telling us the truth.
And I don't know.
You know it seems like she was starting a new life, so...
Yeah, but her boyfriend getting killed could've derailed that.
(ringing)
Delgado.
Oh, okay.
Uh-huh. Thank you.
So there was only one page missing
from Rhonda's phone book: from P-O-H to P-O-L.
See if there's any cops that match.
Yep. Officer Jim Pokaski.
He was the one who fired the first shot.
Jim Pokaski? Yeah.
I'm Special Agent Taylor.
This is Special Agent Delgado.
We want to talk to you about Rhonda Brewer.
I'm not supposed to talk
to anyone without the PBA rep and union lawyer present.
Okay, well, all we need to know is if you've seen her.
Look, we can go talk to your neighbors
and ask if anybody's seen her,
and most likely we'd end up here.
Why don't you just tell us?
(sniffles)
Okay. Wait.
She was here about five hours ago.
You shouldn't be here.
How'd you find me?
You brought me a blanket.
Told me your name, remember?
No, not really.
You didn't know Kenyon, but...
...he was a good man.
I'm sure he was.
And I'm just trying to figure out
how something like this could've happened.
I've been sitting here a long time
asking myself the same thing.
RHONDA: Okay, okay, we're coming out.
Everybody just calm down, okay?
(garbled radio transmission)
KENYON: This ain't right.
We ain't do a damn thing!
Stay right there!
Gun! (gunshot)
I thought he was reaching for that gun.
We were briefed there was one stashed under the seat.
They told us to approach with extreme caution.
What do you mean "extreme caution"?
We were celebrating my birthday.
We got a tip there were ten keys of heroin in the vehicle.
You thought you were taking down my brother?
It was supposed to be him in the car,
not you and your boyfriend.
Who gave you this tip?
I don't know.
Look, they just brought me in for the takedown.
I think I know who did this.
She left right after that.
Do you know who she suspected? No.
And you're sure Kenyon was gonna pull a gun that night?
I don't know if he was reaching for it, but...
in that moment, I thought...
You or him.
I got it.
Look, Jim,
that film in your head,
it's gonna be playing for a long time,
and the beer's not gonna make it go away.
You ought to talk to somebody.
Soon.
(sniffles)
Okay, send me the enhanced version ASAP.
All right, thanks.
Hey, Viv, Traffic Control caught some video
of a woman matching Rhonda's description
being pulled into a car a mile from Pokaski's house.
Are they sending it over?
E-mailing it as we speak.
Okay, I'll speak to you later.
Yeah, here we go.
I know that guy.
From where?
Second row on the right.
Looks like Rhonda was grabbed by one of her brother's crew.
Why the hell am I here?
You're here because one of your men kidnapped your sister this morning.
Who?
Evan Shorty Bingham.
You tripping.
Well, either you sent him after her,
or you got a mutiny going on.
It ain't about that.
No. Then what's it about?
Why would he take her?
Because he's weak.
Hmm.
And his priorities is all whacked out.
That got real clear about a week ago.
(exhales) (machinery whirring)
Damn. I can't believe my eyes.
My baby sister.
I thought you was done with coming up around here.
And I thought you were done trying to run my life.
What's that supposed to mean?
You've got your boys following Kenyon.
They've been checking on him ever since we've been dating.
Look, you're my baby sister.
I just wanted to make sure he was treating you right.
When's it going to stop?
Stopped a long time ago.
Kenyon's all right.
Then how come Shorty's still harassing him at the store?
What, the man runs a cell phone shop, all right?
We needed a few things.
Kenyon doesn't want your business.
And, what... stop acting like this is about phones.
You and me-- we're done.
Why don't you just get over it?
Because he's not good enough
for you, that's why; he never will be.
Yo, hold up. Hold up.
Now, how long
have you and, uh, Rhonda been split, dawg?
What, like, three, four months?
Try eight. Eight months.
And you still so whipped
that you got to check up on her and her new man.
It's not like that, all right? When I saw her...
Just shut up, man!
What the hell is wrong with you, huh?
From now on, you stay the hell away
from my sister, you feel me?
Do you understand me?!
All right.
He was out of line, man.
He made things worse between me and Rhonda.
But, I, uh... convinced her to take my whip
on her birthday to make it up to her.
What about Shorty?
I guess Shorty don't learn.
So Shorty thought that kidnapping your sister
would win her back, huh?
Look, man, I ain't saying
he the brightest cat I know, all right?
Any idea where he would take her?
Don't know.
But he better hope you find him before I do.
We took a closer look at the traffic control video.
Rhonda waited ten minutes for Evan to show up.
So, she had time to call him?
Checking the pay phones in the area?
Well, there are two between Pokaski's place
and where Rhonda was grabbed.
We're running the numbers.
She must have thought
that Evan was the one that tipped off the police.
Well, if he was, he had a death wish.
Hey, guys, there's no sign of Rhonda at Evan's apartment.
All he's got is a change of clothes,
a TV, a couch and a mattress on the floor.
Very spartan.
And he has no bank accounts.
All the bills go to a PO box he's had for 18 months.
Now that's the same amount of time he's had the apartment.
VIVIAN: Sounds like
an undercover place.
Hey.
Thanks for coming down, Detective Chambers.
I appreciate it.
Sure. (sighs)
So...
I believe you guys got a tip
on the night of the shooting.
That's right.
Where'd it come from?
I don't know.
It was anonymous.
Anonymous?
An anonymous tip warranted a dozen cops in body armor?
Evan Bingham is a cop, right?
I don't know what you're talking about.
He abducted Rhonda Brewer seven hours ago.
Now, if he's one of your guys,
where do you think that leaves you?
Look, it's a delicate thing.
It is delicate.
It's assault. It's kidnapping. It's obstruction of justice.
Do you want me to keep going?
His name is Evan Miller.
Been under for about 18 months.
And when was the last time you had contact with him?
Night of the shooting.
His intel's always been spot-on,
so when a club turned out to be a mess, I called him.
(siren chirping)
(garbled radio transmission)
(phone ringing)
Is it done?
You gave us bad intel.
What? CHAMBERS: There are no drugs in the car.
Wallace wasn't even here.
Who was?
Wallace's sister and her date.
Some rookie popped him.
Wait, wait, wait. Rhonda was there?
Did she get hurt or what?
You know what?
Forget Rhonda, man.
What the hell is going on here, man?
You told me this was solid.
Oh, it was, all right?
I got it straight from...
(sighs): Oh.
Evan, you there?
(siren blaring, garbled radio transmission)
And I've been trying to reach him ever since.
You think his cover's blown?
I think it's a strong possibility.
Was his relationship with Rhonda part of the cover?
No, absolutely not.
I warned him not to get involved.
Then why would he take her?
To be honest, I don't know.
You know, sometimes these guys get under so deep,
there's no telling what they're thinking.
What about exit strategies?
Who would he contact?
You're looking at him.
There might be something in there.
I found it in his apartment.
I can't make heads or tails of it.
Thank you.
Well, getting Evan's real name sure isn't helping us find him.
No activity on his phone or credit cards.
Any luck cracking that?
Yeah, it's a simple mnemonic code.
Wow.
That's a big name for a little code.
It's mostly information on gang members--
addresses, safe houses, cell phones--
but I did find this.
"Cherry Bluff?" What is that?
I'm not sure, but there was also this notation next to it.
"May 25-28."
And this-- "July 3-6?"
Uh-huh.
Well, those are both holidays.
You know what?
Maybe it's a...
Maybe it's a resort of motel.
Let's see.
Check it out.
All right?
Here we go.
Wow.
"Miller Family Web Page."
Uh-huh.
And there's Evan. Yup.
And check out the family home.
"Cherry Bluff."
It's a good place to hide.
Mm.
Viv?
One of Wallace's guys.
He's dead.
(sighs)
Hold up.
Evan?
(shallow breathing)
I need an ambulance over here now!
(shallow breathing)
(siren wailing)
Okay, thank you so much.
You think he's gonna make it?
Doesn't look good. (sighs)
Any sign of Rhonda?
Not yet, but the neighbor says
that she was here earlier.
Maybe she took off when the trouble started.
We need to expand our search area.
Agent Johnson, we found this
under the driver's seat.
That could be Evan's burner.
Take it back to the tech room,
start pulling numbers.
No activity recently,
but there were three calls the night of the club shooting,
all from the same blocked number.
What time did the calls come in?
First one was at 1:12 am,
four minutes after the shooting.
Then two more calls a minute apart.
Well, someone was definitely desperate to talk to Evan, huh?
What cell phone tower did the calls originate from?
(typing)
(beeping)
Queens.
Intersection of Elmhurst and Roosevelt.
That's right near Wallace's garage.
How the hell
did he know about the shooting so fast?
Where there any calls to that tower from around the club?
(typing)
(beeps)
One, three minutes earlier from a...
...Conan Edwards.
The bouncer from the club.
So why didn't you tell me you know Wallace Brewer?
I don't.
You called him right after the shooting
before
making any of your statements to the cops.
Here, let me spell it out for you, okay?
Omitting communication from an involved party:
at best it's perjury;
at worst you're an accessory after the fact.
Man, I didn't do anything, man.
Yeah, yeah.
Prison's full of people who didn't do anything.
You think Wallace gives a crap about you?
The last thing he wants is to be linked
to a high-profile shooting
and right now you're the link.
He just tried to off
one of his own guys.
He is not gonna think twice about killing you.
(sighs)
All right, look, man,
I only phoned him 'cause he called me earlier.
He said keep an eye on an Escalade that night.
(garbled radio transmission)
Yo, Wallace, it's Conan.
What up?
Yo, things went bad, man.
The cops raided the Escalade.
I figured they would.
No, it's worse than that, man.
They shot the thing up.
What?
Is my sister all right?
Yeah, she's fine, man,
but that kid she was with...
yo, he's dead.
I don't know, man.
They said the kid pulled a gun or something. I don't know.
Wasn't supposed to go down this way, man.
Yeah, what do you want me to do?
Tell 'em you saw Kenyon reach for the piece.
So what you want me to side with the cops?
You heard what I said. Just do it.
This thing can't get back to me.
So you lied to the cops?
They found a gun, right?
And Wallace asked you to keep an eye on his car.
He do that a lot?
No, this was the first time.
Hmm.
So he was expecting something to happen.
Now, look, I don't know about all that.
I just do what the man says.
(phone beeps)
Sit tight.
WOMAN (over PA): Dr. Kable, Dr. Kable.
Who are you?
I'm Special Agent Spade. FBI.
We're looking for Rhonda Brewer. Where is she?
I don't know.
We have video footage of you grabbing her off the street.
So level with me, okay. Where is she?
Look, she thought that I tried to get Kenyon killed.
Okay, she got in my face about it.
I needed her to hear my side.
Your brother told me he'd be moving dope in the car that night.
I passed that along.
Nobody knew Kenyon was gonna get shot.
So what are you saying this was all Wallace's doing?
I'm saying it was a setup, Rhonda.
I figured he suspected I was police,
so he fed me that intel to get me to show my cards.
So he put Kenyon and I on the line like that. Wow.
It was all business.
Right, 'cause as long
as you knew that he's fine, who cares about anything else.
Here, look, let's go inside, all right?
Why did you bring me here?
Because I needed you to know the truth.
About who I am...
Oh, so it's about you now.
Oh, come on, Rhonda, but...
Well, what are you gonna do about Wallace?
There's nothing
I can do.
18 months I was in
with your brother, okay
and I still never got enough to put him away.
And no one ever will.
He's just gonna keep on tearing apart people's lives.
Somebody's gotta do something.
Don't go there, Rhonda.
It's not worth it.
Come on.
Let's get something to eat.
We went inside.
I left her alone for a second, and she split.
Um, after I went looking for her
that's when Joe showed up trying to kill me.
So she's going after Wallace.
I guess.
ELENA: Okay, did he say how Rhonda's getting around?
Uh, only that she's aiming for her brother.
Well, there's a Long Island Rail stop
a few miles from Cherry Bluff.
If she's headed for Wallace's place,
maybe we can catch her on a train.
Okay, good luck.
(sighs)
(elevator beeps)
The next train from Long Island
comes in in two minutes.
Good.
Let's hope she's on it.
Do you really think
that she's gonna make a move
on her own brother?
Look, people pull triggers all the time, Elena.
Okay.
Why are you so rude?
What's wrong with you?
I'm sorry.
I'm... I'm just tired today. I don't know.
Well, I think it's more than that
'cause you've been acting weird all day.
Lost in thought and...
even when you talked to the cop today, you...
I don't know.
You can talk to me. You know that, right?
(sighs)
Look...
When I was a rookie...
I was on one of my first stakeouts
and I was nervous as hell.
And I was going through this alleyway...
Drop the gun!
In the 12 years that I've been an FBI agent,
my gun's misfired once:
that day.
I came this close to killing that little boy.
There she is.
Rhonda Brewer.
Do I know you?
FBI. We've been looking for you.
I'm done talking to cops. Look,
we know what you're gonna do.
Just leave me alone.
If you go after your brother, he's gonna kill you.
What do you know?
He got Evan.
Evan?
I was just with Evan.
No, Evan is at the hospital.
He got shot.
You want to stop your brother?
There's another way.
Rhonda's back!
You all right?
They said Shorty snatched you up.
Yeah, he did, and he got careless, and I ran.
It's good to see you, sis.
The fool done lost his damn mind...
Stop lying to me 'cause I know what you did.
What'd I do?
You put a hit out on Shorty.
You talking about?
It had to be you: you were the only one that I told
about his grandparents' house.
Look, I had no choice, all right.
He was trying to take down Unity.
So you use me to smoke him out?
I... Kenyon's dead because of you.
I didn't want that to happen.
No, but it did.
And it always does with you, doesn't it?
Everything you touch.
I can't let you do this anymore.
Where you going, Rhonda?
Stop, damn it!
I said stop!
I love you more than anything
in the world, Rhonda,
but I can't let you talk to the cops.
You already did.
FBI! Put the gun down!
(car tires screeching)
Wallace, put your gun down!
Hands against the car!
Come on!
Put your hands on the car.
Nice and slow.
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