.
- So now I'm soaked head to toe,
chasing his naked ass down block after block--
- I've you run.
You weren't chasing more than four.
- Ha. Very funny.
Anyway, I'm going and going, then this dude spins.
And he comes barreling right at me.
He slams into me, tries to smother me
with his naked body.
Thinks I'm a woman.
I'm his woman is what he's saying.
- Come on, can you land the plane?
Come on.
- So finally, I haul him into 19
and guess what's waiting for me next morning?
- What's that?
- Fresh complaint. Guy filed a CR.
I'm taking eight showers,
and this guy's saying I came on to him.
Says he ran 'cause I wanted to tickle him.
His words--tickle.
- Well, did you? - Then what?
- What do you mean "then what"?
- Is that the whole story?
- Yeah! Yes.
The crazy son of a bitch got out after '72,
and I got mandatory retraining.
- Took us a hell of a long time to get there.
Flip the cards, Wilk. Come on.
- Hey, how about you? Got your first CR yet?
- No. - Yeah, you'll get 'em.
Every real police get 'em. - Yeah. Amen to that.
- Why'd you become police, young guy like you?
- Did you grow up on the West Side?
- Pilsen.
Yeah.
I'm all in.
- No, no, thank you. I'm out.
- Hot streak don't last forever.
I'll call.
- Here we go. Here we go. - Okay.
- It's a game.
- This is it and drumroll please.
- Bang. - Boom.
- Whoo. I got trips.
- Oh! - Oh!
- A pair of eights.
- Dante, whoa, what happened?
- Kicking our teeth in all night.
You go all in on that?
- Let me get that. - I guess I lost my touch.
- Lucky for Banks. [laughter]
- Hey, how about this old-timer thing?
- I'ma call it on that one.
- Okay. - Good night.
- All right. - Come back anytime.
- Yeah.
- Another one? - You buying?
- It's all me, buddy. I got you.
- Be right back.
- All right, we'll save your place.
- I'm gonna go ahead.
- Torres, hey.
What was that?
Did you throw your hand?
You threw it.
- I just got too cocky.
- How you getting home, man? I drove you.
- Uh, there's a thing called Uber.
- Come on, I'm gonna give you a ride.
- No, it's all right, man. You go back to the guys.
I ain't trying to ruin the night.
- I brought you here. You're my guest.
I'm gonna get you home. Let me just grab my stuff.
So that's not really your thing, huh?
- I had a good time, bro.
I appreciate you bringing me up.
- All right.
Yeah, you know, Wilkins was on one.
I'll give you that.
It is good to know other cops.
Helps make the job a little easier, you know.
It sounds strange, but it's true.
- How long you known them for?
- Some of them since I was a kid, actually.
Started going there with my dad,
like the baby in the bar kind of thing.
- Right. - Yeah.
Probably a little too young.
- Units in the 22nd District, units on the citywide,
we're getting call of a home invasion in progress,
111th and Longwood Drive.
- That's real close.
- 50-21 Ida.
- Go ahead, Ida.
- Hold myself and 50-21 Ocean down on that home invasion.
- Copy that, Ida and Ocean.
[tense music]
* *
- Hey, Ruz.
- 50-21 Ida, call is bona fide. Making a forcible entry.
- Copy, 50-21 Ida.
* *
[rustling]
- Cover left. - Cross.
* *
[thumping]
[muffled whimpering]
I'm police.
- We're Chicago PD.
Gonna get you out of this, all right?
- I'm gonna take the restraints off your hands.
Okay?
But I'm gonna need to touch you for that.
Is that okay with you?
- [panting, weeping]
- Monica.
Monica, are you okay?
- I'm gonna move really slow.
It's okay.
- Gonna get you over there to her.
I promise you.
You just gotta stay still for a second longer
so I can get this damn knot.
- You're doing really well.
You're safe now.
Can you try to look at me?
Okay, I'm gonna need you to breathe for me.
Breathe in.
One, two.
- [inhales shakily] - Good.
Again.
[breathing shakily]
* *
You're okay.
- [sniffling]
Home invasion turned sexual assault.
Two-man crew, masked, gloved.
- No sign of forced entry? - No.
- Was there an alarm?
- Yeah, it didn't go off.
So Louis's wife Monica fall asleep on the couch early.
Louis wakes up to a man in a mask standing above him,
pointing a gun in his face, yelling about a safe combo.
- Huh. - And Louis gave it to him.
The second offender took them upstairs, tied them up,
raped Monica, and had Louis watch.
- Looks like they move fast.
- Louis heard the guy downstairs yell,
"Just tie them up," and the guy upstairs
was just supposed to keep them quiet
while the other guy ripped off the house.
But I guess he wasn't just here for cash.
- All right, knock-and-talks, pull cams, previous hits,
get a rape kit at Med.
Let's find these men before they hit again.
- Hey, Monica's still at Med.
Doesn't remember anything about the offender
except that he's thin and white.
- PODs? - Mm-mm.
No PODs, no security cameras.
- Okay, what about the neighbor,
the lady who called it in?
- Well, she said that she saw the offender
through the window.
She hid and just called 911, but she does think
she saw a gray SUV parked out front.
- That's something. We got CODIS?
- No hits. They're way backed up.
So is the rape kit. Gonna call my guy down there.
I'm trying to get him to rush it, but--
- I got something.
Borkowski over at Robbery Homicide's
got a two-man crew targeting Lincoln Park.
They've hit twice, no forced entry,
and only hit when the owners are home.
- Okay, good. Check it out. See what they got.
- Dante, you wanna ride with me?
- Yeah. - Come on. Let's go.
- So you get me hammered and you try to steal
one of my cases, huh? - Yeah.
- Yeah, well, about to win a flat screen TV,
so you're not taking this one from me.
Work it together or you can work it none.
- Two-man crew masked.
- Yeah, uh, always gloved, always masked,
no mess till now.
I think they're getting access through the garages.
They move in a gray SUV.
- But no rape?
- No.
But 16-year-old daughter on the last robbery
said one of the guys whispered in her ear
how we'd like to take her from behind
while her daddy watched.
- Nice.
- Yeah.
So I think he said more, but she clammed up.
She wouldn't tell me.
Not handing this one over, not this one.
- All right, we hook up. We work a joint.
Yo, Voight'll sign off. You have my word.
We'll work it together.
- All right, good. 'Cause I got lead.
One of my CIs saw two of our Rolexes at a pawn shop.
- All right.
- Well, why are you sitting on this?
- So we work it together.
Shall we?
- No, no, no, I got nothing for you.
- Now we both know that's a lie.
You got two of my Rolexes.
They were stolen two weeks ago from Lincoln Park.
- No. Your spies told you wrong.
- No, they didn't.
You know they didn't.
You got 'em right here.
- No, those are from Maxwell Street.
[tapping]
Come on, I can't afford that.
- What else he give you?
- Nothing, okay?
Nothing.
- Hard to believe you when the first words
out of your mouth's a lie.
- Please. [tapping]
Come on, I just fixed the glass you broke last month.
- They raped a woman.
You don't want business with these men.
[suspenseful music]
- He only gave me those two watches.
- How about that?
Tell me about this man.
- You know I have no cameras. - Description then.
- Black, tall, 6 foot.
- Ruz, you got your ears on?
- Hair. - Short--short hair.
- Yeah, I'm here. - Clean shaven.
- Got a call over the zone of a suspicious gray SUV,
partial plate match circling Lakeview now.
We're en route. Where are you guys?
- No, no, we're closer. We got it.
Let's go. - All right, copy.
- All right, gray SUV circling Belmont and Seminary.
* *
[gunshots]
- Whoa, eyes. Eyes.
- Nothing.
50-21 Ida, shots fired,
possible home invasion in progress.
- Nothing on the left. - Seminary and Windsor.
- Copy 50-21 Ida.
- Hold on--hold, hold, hold. Back up, back up.
There, there.
50-21 Ida, home invasion is bona fide.
We need cars, 1400 block of Windsor.
- Copy 50-21 Ida.
- Going now.
[horn honks] - Come on, come on.
- All right, Dante, let's go.
Chicago PD! Stop!
50-21 Ida, I got offender fleeing southbound on Windsor.
Gray SUV, plates Charlie-- - Down!
[gunshots]
- Gray SUV, plates Charlie 20-6-8-3.
- Copy. We'll run them--
- 10-1, 10-1, shots fired at the police.
- He's running!
- Borkowski, go. Stay down.
[tires screeching]
- Get in the house.
- 50-21 Ocean, we're 10-1 in foot pursuit.
Black jacket, white shoes, armed offender.
- Copy, 50-21 Ocean.
* *
- 50-21 Ida, I got two DOAs on scene.
- Copy, 50-21 Ida.
- Torres, Borkowski, where's our offender?
- I don't have eyes.
- I got him. Offender down.
Back T-alley off 111th. East side.
* *
- What happened? - Idiot ran.
22-62 Adam. - Go ahead, 22-62 Adam.
- [moaning]
- Gonna need an ambo rolled to a back alley,
111th and Windsor.
- Copy, ambo en route.
- [moaning]
- Shoes are wrong. - What?
- His shoes are wrong.
Offender that fled had white shoes on.
- Guy fled as soon as he saw it was police.
- What happened?
- Guy ran, fell down the stairs.
- He got this from falling.
- Yeah, that's what I said.
All right, I'm gonna go flag down the ambo.
Keep pressure on his wounds.
Hold it tight.
- [moaning]
* *
.
- Husband and wife Mark and Rebecca Adams.
Got defensive wounds on both of them.
All signs point to sexual assault.
- Yo, Sarge.
The Adams were shot with a 9-millimeter.
I got .380 casings and a slug in the door.
Different gun, different blood splatter.
This might not be their blood.
- Someone tagged an offender?
- Well, one of them did seem injured.
- Rebecca or Mark have a gun? - None that were registered.
- You know what, at the first robbery,
victim said the offenders were fighting.
Maybe they turned on each other.
- Look, this pair's turning on each other,
they're gonna be making mistakes,
leaving evidence behind. Find it.
Hey, we get a name on the offender in custody?
- Alex Curry, 22, priors for possession and petty theft.
He's on his way to Med. - Okay.
We'll meet him there. Get him to talk.
- Yo, what you doing?
- I'm here to interview Alex.
- I just did. - He's conscious.
All the initial scans are clear,
but he's no good for the robbery.
- How is that?
- Well, you were right.
The shoes weren't a match, right?
He was unarmed. He had no mask on him.
He gave a believable statement.
He's got a couple of priors, right.
He ran because he's jumpy.
- And fell. - Yeah.
Man, he feels like crap, but least he was unarmed,
so he won't be charged.
I got it. I took his statement.
I'll let Voight and Ruzek know.
- Okay.
Did Alex see anything?
- No. Nothing.
- All right. [phone buzzing]
- Look.
I gotta take this, okay?
You're good to clear out.
See you at 21. - Yeah.
Alex Curry?
- Yeah. I just talked to your partner.
- No, he--he's not my partner.
We're in different units.
So I'm gonna have to ask you a few questions too.
Is that okay with you?
- I don't have anything else to say.
- It's only gonna take a minute.
Can you explain to me what happened?
- Like I told the other cop,
I heard shots, saw the police, ran.
I got priors, so I got jumpy.
- And then?
- I fell down the stairs.
- Are you lying to me, Alex?
- What? No.
- You sure?
- Yes.
- So you fell down the stairs but only hurt your head.
No scratches, no bruises.
You didn't try to break the fall?
- I fell backwards.
- You fell backwards.
Right.
So how'd you get that gash on the side of your head?
[tense music]
There wasn't any blood on the stairs.
* *
If something else happened with that cop, you can tell me.
- Hey.
I told you we were good.
Just got word from Ruzek.
POD footage got the getaway car.
We got an ID. Guy's got an open warrant.
We're moving.
We're moving. Let's go. [snaps fingers]
* *
- Stay on the side with Kim. I got it.
- I'm good here.
* *
- Breaching now.
- Chicago PD!
Clear.
- Donnie Thompson, stop! Police!
Got a runner coming out the back.
- Torres!
- Stop, police!
Stop. Stop fighting. Stop.
You're not getting your hands back, so stop.
- What was that?
You always move through a line of sight like that?
I could have shot you. You announce before you move.
- You good?
- We're good.
* *
.
- Hey, they brought your guy upstairs.
- Thanks, Sarge.
- You and me, we're gonna have a talk after this.
You understand?
- Dante, you coming?
- Yes.
- Look at you making friends.
Must be your irresistible charm, huh?
- Sergeant, can I ask you for a favor?
- I don't know.
- Is it possible for you to print out
the reports from the Adams robbery for me?
And a personnel file?
- There a reason you can't print it
from your desk in the bullpen?
- Yes, there is.
- Okay, I'll take care of it.
- Thank you.
- Hey.
Careful.
- So it's not some run- of-the-mill burglary charge.
It's armed home invasion. Now, that's 30 years.
You add on top of that the rape, two felony murders,
the fact that your partner took shots at the police...
See where I'm going with this?
It's life in a concrete box.
You understand?
- Pawn shop owner ID'd you.
We got your car at the Adamses.
Recovered the .380 on you.
We know you did these robberies.
- That's all without DNA.
- Go ahead and run your tests.
I don't care.
- Okay, you don't care.
So when we pull DNA from inside their bodies,
we gonna find yours in there?
- Yo, that wasn't me.
- I believe you.
See, I think you just wanted to rip a few houses,
make some quick cash, but your partner had a different idea.
He wanted to rape these women.
You didn't like it.
So when he did it again and then he put a bullet
in her head afterwards, you shot him?
Is that right?
Try to stop him?
[suspenseful music]
Look...
you give us your partner, we'll give you a deal, okay?
So who is he?
Who is he?
- He asked you a question. Are you deaf?
Answer him.
Answer him!
- I want my lawyer now.
Lawyer!
- All right.
No, that's your right. We'll get you your lawyer.
But you have to know...
- You good?
- Once they walk through that door, we can't help you, okay?
We can't help you with this deal.
It goes away, and you go down for all of this.
All the guy would say was lawyer,
then he told me to go screw myself repeatedly.
- Ballistics confirm the .380 came from the gun
recovered at Thompson's.
- Yeah, Thompson's got no love for his rapist buddy,
but he knows he'll implicate himself if he talks.
He's not as dumb as he looks.
- All right, any hits on area hospitals?
- Mm-mm, none of the shooting victims
match our offender.
- Okay, what about the DNA, the rape kits?
- Nothing yet. - Jesus. Well, keep pressing.
All right, so meantime, let's dig into Thompson.
He's working with this guy. He's gotta know him, right?
So we're on his phone, socials, LKAs, associates.
Find this guy.
- Yo.
Gotta talk to you.
- Yeah, what's up?
- Downstairs.
- Sure.
All right, what's going on, man?
Why all the secrecy?
- The arrest report, why?
- You signed off on Borkowski's version
of events at the Adams'? - Yeah.
Why are you asking like that?
- Dude, I think he lied.
I think he beat that kid Alex while he was in cuffs.
- You saw this?
- No.
- Okay, 'cause Borkowski said he ran, fell down the stairs.
You're saying he beat him?
- There was no blood on the stairs.
Nothing.
And Alex's injuries, they don't make sense.
And I talked to Alex.
He was lying.
He was scared.
Borkowski beat him, and then he paid him off.
- Hey, let's keep your voice down.
- I know you know him, and you see him a certain way.
I think I see him different than you.
- Well, how do I see him?
- No, I see him as the cops that
used to patrol Pilsen, used to harass store owners
and make bets on cases, homey.
Type of guy that asks people like me why we're police.
- Why is that bad?
[tense music]
- He ever ask you that?
He's got 23 CRs.
- Yeah, well, real cops get CRs, Torres.
- They do. I know.
I know they do.
But so do bad cops.
Look, I called you out here, man.
I ain't done nothing yet.
- Well, what are you gonna do?
If the answer to that is a report,
then you're not doing that.
All right, just come on.
Torres, listen, if you report this right now,
ain't nothing gonna happen.
The CR is just gonna get thrown out,
and I promise you, Borkowski,
he'll get you pulled from the unit.
He'll get you pulled from your job.
He's got one of the highest clearance rates in the city.
He's got a lot of friends in high places.
Make your life a living hell, so come on.
What you say is true, we're gonna find some real evidence
before we do anything at all.
Come on.
Come on, man.
- Hey, Larry.
Hey. - Nah, man.
I already gave you the full plate of the getaway car.
- Yeah, I need something else.
I want to take a look at some footage by myself.
- You already owe me.
You'd owe me-- - Yeah, more. I know. I know.
I'm good for it. You know I am.
Just 20 minutes at the most.
- All right.
- Thanks, man. - Yeah.
- All right.
Borkowski said Alex ran down the east gangway
before the stairs, right?
- Yeah.
- Listen, even if you're right,
there are a lot of reasons that cops use force like this.
You never put hands on nobody?
- Of course I have, bro.
Not like that.
He can always hit me back.
They ain't cuffed up.
- All right, no footage of the stairs, the gangway.
There.
Alex smoking. That's the west gangway.
- White shoes. That's our offender.
[suspenseful music]
* *
- There's Borkowski.
- In a completely different alley than he said he was in.
- Well, there's no video footage
of what happens after that.
- There's no way Alex fell.
Borkowski lied.
- Yeah, they both did.
Alex saw the offender.
Got a look at his face.
* *
.
- No, I don't have anything else to say.
- Yeah, I think you do.
What really happened in that alley, Alex?
You can tell us. We'll protect you.
- He is protecting me.
- Who is? Who's protecting you?
- What I said was the truth, okay?
- Alex, we have video footage proves it wasn't.
- It was the truth.
- You have a black eye from a fist.
That gash is a pistol whip.
You think we can't see that? - Please.
- What happened?
- Please, I had drugs on me, okay?
I had dope, so I ran.
I'm on probation.
- What happened after you ran?
[apprehensive music]
- The cop, he grabbed me, hit me.
He put cuffs on me, pistol whipped me a couple of times.
I don't know. I passed out.
But it's fine, man, okay?
It's fine as long as I don't go back to jail.
The cop met me here and said he wouldn't say anything
about the drugs if I keep my mouth shut.
And I can do that. I could keep my mouth shut.
- Alex--
- I can't go back inside.
I gotta take care of my mom, man.
I'm not going back inside, please.
- Listen, Alex--
- Please, man. - I hear you.
- I'm not going back. - Whoa, whoa, whoa, listen.
Just--just tell me this, okay?
When you were smoking in the alley, a man ran by you.
Did you get a look at his face?
* *
Bro...
- If I say yes, can the rest stay between us, please?
Please?
- Yeah, I need photos of every one of Thompson's
known associates.
Yeah, yeah, six pack.
All right, thanks, man.
So two options here.
Option one, play it by the book,
drop the brick on Borkowski,
charge Alex with parole violation,
obstruction of justice.
You know.
Scare Alex into making a ID.
Be enough for an arrest.
- But it'll fall apart as soon as Alex
is deemed unreliable, which he will be.
- Hmm.
- Or?
- Or option number two, Alex makes the ID.
We find a way to backstop it on our end.
But that would mean...
- That we don't report Borkowski.
- Not really a 100% right answer here.
- But there is, though.
It just has the wrong results.
[suspenseful music]
'Cause that kid, he doesn't deserve to have his life
chewed up by more cops.
And the women, they don't deserve
to have the offender get off.
* *
- Dante.
Did you think I wasn't gonna have your back?
[phone buzzing]
All right, six-pack.
Mike Haxton, 40 years old.
He grew up on Thompson's block.
He's our offender. - Hmm.
- Mike works off-book at a luxury car dealership,
the same dealership that the Adams
and the Webbs use for service.
- Good lead.
- Yeah, found it working Thompson's known associates.
- So out of Thompson's 45 known associates,
you just magically picked Haxton
and then dug deep enough to find the work
he does off-book too?
That is a very, uh, specific dig.
- Very specific, but it's real.
- Hmm.
- Explains no signs of forced entry.
Haxton cloned the victims' garage door remotes
at the dealership.
* *
- There's nothing else I need to know?
- Nothing else other than he matches our description.
He's 5'8, he's thin, he's white,
he's our rapist, and we know where he is.
- Let's go get him.
- Chicago PD!
[tense music]
- Move.
- Crossing.
Clear. - Move.
Clear.
- I got blood.
Haxton's been here.
* *
- Sarge!
They're portable GPS trackers.
They tell Haxton exactly when the owners were home.
All he had to do is place them in the cars at the dealership.
- Smart--only hit when someone's there
to open the safe.
- And a woman's home for Haxton to rape.
- No car in the back or anywhere on the block.
Haxton's phone is off. - Okay.
OCD tech lab has one more GPS tracker
that's registered to Haxton's phone.
That thing is pinging at a house in Lincoln Park.
- Could be hitting it right now.
* *
Right, I got eyes. Any sign of Haxton?
- Negative, Sarge.
- Negative here, but garage door's open.
Car registered to the homeowner,
Vicky, is sitting inside.
- All right, Torres, go through the garage.
Just stay low.
See if you got access to the house there.
- Copy that.
- Hailey, you and I, let's take a peek out front.
Everybody else just hang back. Stay quiet.
* *
All right, I got possible signs of a robbery in progress.
It's bona fide. Move!
Get down! [gunshots]
.
- Sarge, you good? - I'm good. Stay on that door.
[tense music]
- Back up! Back up right now!
I am happy to kill her right here in front of you!
- Everybody is backed up, Mike.
Look, no one is coming towards you.
- Shut up, damn--
- I need you to take a breath for me.
- Sarge, Ruzek, Borkowski, and I have the garage door.
Should we breach?
- Not yet. Hold.
- No one gets closer to this house.
- I hear you, Mike. No one is moving closer.
Look, my name is Sergeant Hank Voight.
You and I are gonna find a solution here.
- Are you moving? I see you moving!
- I am not. Mike, I am not moving.
I'm right here. - Shut your mouth!
- Listen, Mike.
Mike, you got eyes on me?
You got eyes and ears from this doorbell camera, right?
Look, it's a good thing that you do.
You and I can talk like this, okay?
- No cams. We're dark back here.
- You can see everything going on out front,
and I promise you I am not moving.
But I need to know that Vicky is okay.
Now, is she all right, Mike?
- You need to move away from this house.
- [crying] - Come on!
- Torres crashes in three, two, one.
- Mike, can you hear me? - Torres, crash now.
- What's going on in there, Mike?
Mike, is Vicky okay?
- What are you doing? Step away from the camera.
- Okay, okay. Look, I'm backed up.
You see me?
* *
- Bedroom's clear.
- Shut up.
[Vicky sobbing] Shut your mouth!
- [sobbing] No! No! Please, please.
[screaming] - I said shut up!
I swear I'll kill her!
- Come on, Mike, we can work this out together.
Mike, we are going to find a solution.
- No, no, no, no, no, no, no, you're not hearing me.
Okay, the solve is that you leave!
- I'm moving. Cover me.
- Wait, wait, wait. Not here.
- Shut your mouth!
- Not here. Torres, wait.
- You hearing things?
- No! - Come on.
Come on. Come on. Come on.
- What's going on in there?
- Come on. Yeah. Yeah. You got a shot?
Come on. - Mike?
Mike, talk to me.
- Come on, come on, come on, come on, come on.
- We can work this out together.
- Do it. Come on. You got your shot.
Come on. - Down!
[gunshot]
- Oh, God.
- Okay, you're okay. You're okay.
Okay, shh-shh-shh. You're all right.
You're all right. Okay.
We got you. We got you.
We got you.
You're okay. We got you.
You were one second away from a bullet in her head.
He was gonna shoot her. - I know.
- I told you to wait. That was a direct order.
- I had a better strategic position.
- No, you did not. You disobeyed a superior twice.
- I made a mistake.
- Hey, hey, don't walk away from me!
- Don't touch me.
* *
- Let me be real clear with you, okay?
You think you have one over on me,
you gonna file a complaint against me
for something that I know for a fact you didn't see
and you can't corroborate,
I will end your career so fast,
you will blink and be home at Pilsen with Mommy
dreaming of the day that badge gave your life meaning.
Okay?
- You done?
There's a lot of people watching.
Wouldn't want to give yourself away.
I'd step back if I were you.
* *
This is why I became a cop.
Uno más. - Sure.
- You can make two, man. - Yeah.
- How'd it go?
You had Haxton's arrest hearing, yeah?
- It was fine.
Put my hand on the Bible, I swore to God,
and I lied.
- Thank you.
[apprehensive music]
* *
- Said we got the information without Alex,
that Borkowski was nothing but a solid detective
lending out to our unit.
Clean, by the book police work.
I just became a part of the blue wall.
* *
You know what that feels like to me?
- Well, no.
No, I don't.
This job, it... [sighs]
Find a million different ways to break your heart.
Alex is home with his mom, Haxton's in jail,
and those families, they got justice.
- And the man with 23 CRs,
20 of them for use of excessive force,
will just keep on working.
- Yeah.
Yeah, for now.
- For now.
* *
[tense music]
* *
[wolf howls]