He was obnoxious as hell.
Guys just can't help themselves.
Hey, are you gonna call him?
Of course.
Hey, need some help?
Oh, jeez, how'd you guess?
Starting early today, huh?
Oh, God. Knicks lost in double OT.
I was so mad, I couldn't get to sleep.
I figured I might as well go to work.
[LAUGHS]
Time to pick a new team, Gino.
You'll sleep better.
Oh. [CHUCKLES]
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
♪
What are you doing? Leave him alone!
[g*nshots]
♪
[TIRES SQUEALING]
♪
Thank you. [CHUCKLES]
So, um, I'll call you later?
You better.
[LAUGHS]
Listen, tell your friend Victoria
that I'm more than happy to help.
What do you mean?
She said that she was interested
in a career move, or something.
Said the FBI sounded crazy exciting.
Oh, that. No. She was just kidding.
Hey.
How you doing?
[SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY]
See you later.
- Bye.
- Bye.
- What?
- That was so cute.
She makes me happy.
Thank you.
How long have you guys been, you know?
Three weeks.
And we're dating.
- Oh.
- Yeah.
- You really like her.
- Yeah.
Her name is Gemma. She's different.
I've never met anybody like her.
She grew up Upper East Side,
penthouses, private schools.
- Right.
- But she's down to Earth, fun.
- [PHONES RING]
- That's cool.
Almost too good to be true.
Probably is.
We gotta go.
♪
What do you got?
Male, about 30 years old,
abducted at gunpoint.
Kidnapping?
Not sure.
But it's on federal property, so.
Did you get an ID on the victim?
Witness said his name was Eric.
Great. Hi, I'm Special Agent Bell.
- This is Special Agent Zidan.
- Right.
Can you tell us what you saw?
Yeah, uh, a guy in a
a black hoodie and a mask
points a g*n at Eric,
and stuffs him in the trunk.
sh*t at me when I tried to help.
Do you know Eric's last name?
No. Uh-uh.
I thought you knew him?
Well, I do.
Just in passing, you know.
Like, how you doing?
How about them Yanks?
- That kind of thing.
- Okay.
So he lives in the neighborhood?
I'm not sure.
But he does have a business nearby,
some sort of cocktail lounge.
Okay. The guy with the g*n,
what did he look like physically?
Medium build, medium height.
White? Black? Hispanic?
White, definitely.
I saw his hands. Definitely white.
Could have been
a light-skinned Hispanic.
Okay. What about the car?
Gray sedan, I think.
Uh, might have been black.
I can't tell you for sure.
My eyes ain't so good anymore.
[CHUCKLES]
A man known only as Eric was abducted
by a gray or black vehicle,
or any spectrum of the colors
in between.
Kelly, where are we on street cams?
Uh, nothing yet.
Most of the cameras in the area
have been vandalized.
All right, what about
the cocktail lounge he owns?
The witness said
it was somewhere nearby.
I've been checking
city business records.
Someone named Eric Cantwell
opened up a cocktail lounge
called Velvet two months ago
three blocks from the abduction site.
Uh-huh. According to the internet,
it is a cool and upscale place
to drink and socialize.
All right,
does Mr. Cantwell have a phone?
- Affirmative.
- Okay. You calling it?
- Yep.
- Okay.
Going straight to voicemail.
All right, let's ping it.
Got it.
It's stationary near an
industrial park in Pearl River.
[TENSE MUSIC]
♪
We got eyes on
a silver sedan, no plates.
It could be the car
the witness described.
♪
Are you seeing this?
Black hoodie, medium height and build.
He's gonna make a run for it.
[ENGINE TURNS OVER]
Stop driving.
FBI!
Stop driving the car!
Show me your hands.
[ENGINE REVS, TIRES SQUEAL]
Maggie! Maggie!
Stop!
♪
Jubal, I'm in pursuit
of the suspect's vehicle.
Maggie is on the hood of the vehicle.
I repeat, Maggie is on the hood.
Yeah, Tiff and Scola are
almost on the scene now.
Sending them your way.
♪
Move! Move!
[HORNS HONKING]
♪
Hang on, Maggie. Hang on. Hang on!
♪
Maggie. Maggie.
- Hey, hey, Maggie.
- Huh?
- You okay?
- [GROANING] Yep.
Yeah.
Oh, thank God.
♪
Jubal, we lost the suspect vehicle.
Copy that. But you're good?
Sure. Yeah.
All right, that's good to hear.
Could you ID the driver?
No. His face was covered.
Was Cantwell in the car?
Negative.
But who knows, he could have
been stashed in the trunk.
♪
Kelly, is Cantwell's
phone signal on the move?
No, it's still stationary
in the vicinity of the industrial park.
All right, divert Tiff and Scola now.
Right.
Help! Help! Over here!
Jubal, we got him.
We need an ambulance.
Our victim is bleeding out.
Hey, hey, hey. It's all right, okay?
- We're FBI.
- Help.
I can't breathe.
Who did this?
The Russians.
I got 9 millimeter casings
on the ground.
I'm guessing our sh**t
was in the silver sedan.
What Russians? You got a name?
Cantwell, look at me. Stay with me.
Hey, hey, hey. Eric, stay with me.
Cantwell.
♪
Our abductee is now
officially a m*rder victim.
Eric Cantwell, a local bar
owner, took two to the chest.
Uh, he was alive when we found him.
When asked who sh*t him,
he said "the Russians."
Not much, but it's something.
In the meantime, let's drill
down into Eric Cantwell.
- What else do we know about him?
- Yeah. Age 36.
Born and raised
in Westport, Connecticut.
Moved to Brooklyn a year ago.
No priors, no credit issues,
appears to be a solid citizen.
Solid citizen who was
abducted and m*rder*d.
And where are we with the street cams?
Uh, we've been looking for
video near the industrial park.
So far, nothing.
And what about Cantwell's bar?
There's no internal security system,
so I've been looking for other
sources near his cocktail lounge.
Best I've found so far is
footage about a block away
of Cantwell and another man arguing
the day prior to his abduction.
And you can't get
a clearer image than that?
I can try, but
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
That's as good as it's gonna get.
All right, grab a screenshot,
and get it over to the team now.
I can't believe Eric is
he was such a great guy.
I know everyone always says that
after something horrible
happens, but it's true.
Do you recognize him?
Were you aware of anything
unusual going on?
Arguments? Threats?
No, nothing specific anyway.
But he was definitely
under a lot of stress.
I overheard him
on the phone the other day
asking someone where to buy a g*n.
Mm, sorry.
I never heard him complaining
about Russians,
or anything else for that matter.
He was the most optimistic person alive.
He and his partner really cared
about making an impact
in this neighborhood.
Partner?
A guy named Terry.
He works at their other place, Houseman,
a couple blocks from here.
Okay, we're gonna need
Terry's phone number.
Well, straight to
Terry's voicemail again.
[WHISPERING] OA.
♪
I got blood.
Jubal, found another dead body.
We think it's Cantwell's
business partner, Terry.
Send ERT to 22 Elkland Avenue, Brooklyn.
9 mil.
Same caliber used to k*ll Cantwell.
FBI. Don't move.
Whoa. What's going on here?
- Who are you?
- I work here.
I just came by to grab my paycheck.
Keep your hands up.
[GRUNTS]
- What's your name?
- Markus.
Mind telling me what's going on here?
We will. Outside.
Let's go.
♪
You know this person?
No. Never seen him before.
Your boss is dead, man, okay?
And his business partner, Eric Cantwell.
You know something.
A few days ago,
Terry was all freaked out.
I asked him what was going on.
He said some dude
was trying to extort him
for two grand every month.
Did he mention a name?
Say what he looked like?
I'm sorry.
This is scary. Look what they did.
I know the neighborhood,
but not very well.
It's pretty quiet,
lots of Eastern Europeans.
- Russians?
- Ukrainians.
Appearance and accent
are pretty much the same.
But they run the neighborhood?
And from what you told me,
it all makes sense.
Their primary line of business
is extortion.
Do you know who the sh*t caller is?
Like I said, I don't know
too much about these guys.
But I have an informant
in that neighborhood.
I'll see what I can learn.
- That'd be great, thanks.
- Thank you.
♪
Hey.
Per Detective Bowman's
informant, sh*t caller's Luka.
We don't have a last name,
but him and his cronies
hang out at this bar over here.
We got a physical description?
White, mid-thirties,
average height, dark hair,
and I'm quoting the g*ng
unit's informant,
really good looking.
Scola and I will surveil on foot.
Okay.
♪
Definitely not Luka.
This guy is just okay looking.
Stop.
It's impressive for an informant
to be secure enough
to refer to another man
as really handsome.
How do you know he's a man?
You sound like Gemma.
What is that supposed to mean?
She just keeps calling me out for
Your unconscious misogyny? Mm.
No.
For being a kid from Queens.
What?
I guess my worldview
isn't as sophisticated
or as, uh, broad as she would like.
I got something.
Tiff, Scola, this might be him.
♪
Male, white, thirties.
And he's heading for the bar.
He's getting some respect.
Good chance this is Luka.
Scola, grab a photo.
♪
Meet Luka Reznov, age 35,
born in Odessa, Ukraine.
Came here in 2018.
Has three prior arrests for
extortion, but no convictions.
How tall?
Well, according to his license,
and his green card, he's 5'10.
All right, so he's
a physical match to the man
- who abducted Eric Cartwell.
- Right.
But his face
Throw up the screenshot.
He could be a match,
and if he is the one calling the sh*ts,
- he's definitely in the loop.
- Right.
So the working theory is Luka
or someone who works for him
was extorting Cantwell
and his partner, Terry.
They didn't pay,
so Luka had him k*lled to send a message
to the other business owners
in the neighborhood.
Now we just need to prove it.
All right, let's take a deep dive
into Luka. What do we know?
Well, he's the sole owner of an LLC
with NAICS code 722410.
Which means it's an
institution that serves booze.
It's called Amadeus in Bushwick.
Okay.
Extortion is a hard case to make.
So let's get inside.
I wanna plant a wire.
I wanna see and hear what Luka's up to.
Yep.
[UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]
♪
I cannot believe
I'm in a club right now.
I promise, I won't ask you to dance.
- Okay.
- Don't worry.
Hey.
He's headed your way.
He's headed up the back stairs,
so I'm guessing he's got
an office up there.
It's a great place to put a wire.
There's a security guard at the door.
It'll be hard to get access.
What can I get you?
I will do a vodka with a twist.
And a Patron.
That guy that you were talking to,
um, is he like an actor or something?
- Huh?
- You were just talking to him.
- I recognize him.
- Oh.
Oh, no, no, no, no, no.
He's the owner of the club.
Is he single?
[LAUGHS] No, ma'am.
He has a girlfriend.
She's young and gorgeous.
Cool.
I'm sorry, I didn't mean it like that.
Look for yourself.
Yeah.
The reason dudes open clubs.
She comes from money too.
Grew up in some penthouse in the city.
She looks familiar, Maggie.
From?
I don't know.
I've seen her somewhere.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
♪
Okay.
What?
Uh, Gemma is here.
♪
Of all the people in the world,
for Gemma to be friends with.
You know what? It's not that crazy.
She's young, grew up in Manhattan.
She goes out all the time.
You know, good news is, we could
probably use it to our advantage.
What do you mean?
Well, Cate's the weak link.
She has access.
So if we can get close to her
well, I'm gonna tell Tiff
what's going on.
Okay.
So OA knows one of her friends?
I don't know how or why, but
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]
They're headed up the stairs now.
Luka's girlfriend is the one
in the silver dress.
♪
I guess I'll go freshen up.
Yeah.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
♪
[SNIFFING]
♪
Think I found a way
to jam up the girlfriend.
Looks like she's dealing coke.
I could try to befriend her,
do a quick and buy and bust,
but the more I know, the better.
Tiff, like Maggie said earlier,
I know one of her friends.
It's the woman that I'm dating.
She's blonde, long dress.
Yeah, I see her.
She's with Cate.
Okay, her name is Gemma.
She grew up in Manhattan,
went to a private school
named Dalton, then to Brown,
and now she works for a PR firm
that specializes in fashion.
Okay, cool.
Luka's girlfriend was selling
coke are we sure about that?
She gave something
to one of her friends.
Okay, which friend?
I don't know, but it wasn't Gemma.
Okay, um, just keep an eye out.
Watch out for her.
♪
[UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]
♪
Now's a good time to take your sh*t.
Oh, my God, I love this dress.
Thank you. That's so sweet.
Wow, you are stunning.
Thank you.
- I'm Tiffany.
- Cate.
- Have we met before?
- I don't um
I can't remember where,
but, um, do you know Gemma?
Gemma Brooks or Collins?
Brooks. Yeah.
I remember it was at a bar in Soho.
She was with some of her high
school friends from Dalton.
And there was this woman there
she worked with, a fashion designer.
Yeah. I think I remember.
Gemma and I are pretty close.
We went to high school together.
Oh, okay. Cool.
Well, it's nice to meet you again.
Thanks. Nice meeting you.
Can I get you a drink?
Uh, no, I'm good.
- Thank you, though.
- Okay.
I was supposed to be meeting
one of my friends,
but I think he stood me up.
Date?
My dealer.
What are you looking for?
Coke?
Yeah.
I could help you out.
- Really?
- Yeah.
How much do you need?
Thanks, girl, for hooking me up.
No problem. My parents cut me off,
so you gotta do what you gotta do.
- Gucci's not cheap.
- I get that.
- How much?
- 400.
Dang.
But the quality is, like, be careful.
It's, like, that good.
[WHISPERING] Here you go.
Thank you.
Turn around and put
your hands behind your back.
- You're under arrest.
- Arrest? For what?
Selling cocaine to the FBI.
It's a felony too.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
♪
Cate.
Wait, I I know you.
We've met.
I am dating your friend, Gemma.
Oh, my God, I knew that.
So you know that I'm not a criminal.
Well, you did sell dr*gs
to a federal agent, so.
That was just a stupid eight ball.
And stupid or not, it is still a felony.
So we might be able to help you,
but you are gonna
have to cooperate with us.
Okay, I'll tell you what I know.
I don't wanna go to jail.
Do you know this man?
That's Luka's friend.
Does he have a name?
Everyone calls him V.
That's all I know.
Well, have you ever seen him
wear that exact jacket before?
Maybe. I-I'm not positive.
When was the last time you saw him?
About a week ago.
I-I don't know him very well.
Okay. Um, what about Luka?
Do you know him well?
Yeah, sort of.
We've been hanging out
for, like, a month.
Okay, um
what does Luka do for a living?
He's a businessman.
He's a criminal.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
♪
You think that Luka
k*lled these two men?
No. We know that he
ordered somebody to k*ll them.
Like I said, I-I've only been
with him for, like, a month.
I met him at a bar.
I thought he seemed cool.
I had no idea that
Cate, Cate, Cate.
If you do what we ask,
all of this will go away.
And no one will know, okay?
Okay.
I mean, I just
I don't wanna go to jail.
[TENSE MUSIC]
♪
She's headed in there now.
Copy that.
Hey, is Luka here?
Uh, not sure.
I saw him about an hour ago.
He was with V.
What's V's real name, by the way?
I have no idea.
I'm too afraid to ask.
That man scares me.
♪
Cate, I want you to plant the
device across from the desk.
Make sure it's at a good angle.
Again, make sure it is not visible.
I can't get it to stick.
Luka just walked in.
♪
- Damn it.
- Oh, my God.
I'll try somewhere else.
Cate, I need you to relax
and plant that device.
And you need to get out.
♪
What are you doing?
I wanted to take you out for lunch.
Why didn't you just text me?
I thought it would be more
romantic to surprise you.
Why are you in here?
In my desk?
Oh, my God, what are
you even talking about?
Answer the question.
I was looking for a pen.
I wanted to write you a note.
A note?
No. Hey. I got some more questions.
What happened last night?
Huh? You disappeared.
- I texted you.
- I wasn't feeling well.
What is going on, Luka?
Okay, change the subject.
Talk about something else.
I heard you and V
were hanging out today.
So?
Tell him that you have a friend
you wanna introduce him to.
Well, I have a friend that
I wanted to set him up with.
She's really cool.
She as hot as you?
Almost.
Have her come to the club tonight.
V is going to be here.
What's V's real name, by the way?
Viktor.
You know, you look really good today.
- I don't like this, Maggie.
- No.
We can get in there
in 30 seconds if we need to.
♪
Oh, my God.
I'm so sorry.
I didn't know what else to do.
I didn't want him to get suspicious.
I mean, as long as it was consensual.
- Yeah, of course.
- Okay.
And if I'm being honest,
I still really like him.
And I don't think that
he's as bad as you say.
[TENSE MUSIC]
Okay, you think we're just
chasing this guy for fun?
No. I don't mean it like that. I just
Cate, Luka extorts local businesses,
okay? Hardworking men and women.
And when they don't pay,
he sends his thugs
to b*at them up.
Or k*ll them.
He's not a good guy.
So what now? I did what you asked.
- What?
- You did?
Yeah.
While we were
Okay.
You know, it's not the
best angle, but it'll do.
So, I'm done?
No, not yet.
These are surveillance photos
of Eastern European
g*ng members between the ages
of 27 and 37 named Viktor.
Do you recognize anybody?
Yeah.
That's him.
Great.
Cate ID'd Viktor,
and now we have his full name.
We also know that he was the one
seen talking to one of the victims
the day before the murders.
So we're fishing in the right pond here.
I mean, it's thin,
but can we get a warrant?
Uh, yeah, but I don't wanna
tip our hand.
Luka and his pals might disappear.
Now, let's be patient,
build a strong case,
and take down as many
of these thugs as possible.
Hey, I just got off the phone
with the crime lab.
They pulled a solid print
from one of the casings
found at Houseman.
Unfortunately, it was not a
match to anyone in the system.
Not a problem.
We'll go back to the club,
and we'll swipe something
with Viktor's print on it.
Okay. Yeah.
[UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]
♪
That is her second sh*t in 15 minutes.
The poor kid is spiraling.
"Poor kid"?
You know what I mean.
I really don't.
She's an adult.
Second of all, it's not our fault
she decided to
take a walk on the wild side
with that prick, Luka,
and then deal coke on the side.
I'm just saying that we are putting her
in a tough situation.
How are we putting her
in a tough situation?
Because she's rich and pretty?
Or because she's friends with Gemma?
[SOFT TENSE MUSIC]
This has nothing to do
with my girlfriend, Maggie.
Hope so.
What's that supposed to mean?
Being an FBI agent is not just a job.
It's a life.
What's the number one rule?
Never put yourself
in a compromised position.
You've been dating Gemma,
for what, three weeks?
We already know
that one friend buys coke
and the other one sells it.
It's not Gemma's fault.
That's your takeaway?
♪
Tiff, Scola, Viktor's on location.
[UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]
Copy that. Got eyes on him now.
[GRUNTING]
Place is jumping.
That's the key.
No women, no men, no money.
- Funny how that works, huh?
- [CHUCKLES]
Scola, do you guys have eyes
on Viktor's sh*t glass?
One of Cate's friends
is coming by tonight.
Affirmative.
Moving in.
You'll like her. She's really sweet.
[SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC]
Server just grabbed it.
No big deal.
Might have to pivot to plan B.
♪
Boodma.
You did nice work.
Not easy, I know.
Nice work? Not easy?
That could be code for k*lling
Cantwell and Terry.
It's good evidence,
but we still need to get
Viktor's prints to match those casings.
Is your friend coming or what?
Yeah. She's here. We just texted.
Oh, there she is.
Excuse me.
Hey.
Guys, this is my friend, Tiffany.
I'm guessing because
his arm's around her,
you're Viktor.
I am.
Nice to meet you.
It's nice to meet you too.
♪
We're running low on a few things.
I need to put in an order.
You two get to know each other.
Be right back.
♪
So, Viktor
oh, my goodness.
I'm so sorry.
Oh, my God, I'm so sorry.
I'm so clumsy.
I'm really clumsy. Excuse me.
Hey, it's okay. It's okay. It's okay.
All right, so the print
should be right here
- at the middle of the bottle.
- I see.
- Got it?
- Yep.
Great job.
Long time since I've done this.
Um, how's Cate?
She's jittery but doing all right.
Okay.
♪
Jubal.
Yeah?
I think he spotted the wire.
[TENSE MUSIC]
What the hell?
Damn it. Okay.
Hey, Maggie, we got a problem.
Luka was in his office doing business,
and the wire went blank.
Wait, are you saying that he found it?
We think so.
Tell Tiffany to be careful.
We'll let her know.
Get back in there.
Keep your eyes on Cate and Tiff.
Yeah.
♪
[INDISTINCT CHATTER]
[UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]
Where have you been?
Had to take care of a few things.
Where do you two know each other from?
We worked together
one summer in the Hamptons.
Oh, yeah? Where?
Restaurant.
Café Luna.
What kind of restaurant?
Like a café. Like American type food.
[TENSE MUSIC]
What do you do?
I own the bar
and a few other businesses.
What about you?
I'm in construction.
You really worked at a bar?
I'm not sure I believe that.
Neither did Café Luna.
That's why they fired her ass
after one week.
I was gonna quit anyway.
Well, you know, I like talking and all,
but, um, I came here to dance, so.
[UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC PLAYING]
♪
Where did you really go last night?
And why were you in my office?
Why are you acting so weird?
Because I know when I'm being lied to.
I'm not lying!
[TENSE MUSIC]
This girl really your friend?
What are you why would I lie about
something stupid like that?
Hey, I'm getting drinks. Come on.
No.
This is my club.
I'll get them. You two stay here.
Viktor!
We need to go right now.
Excuse me.
♪
Where are you going, huh?
- Hey.
- Stop walking.
Just let me do the talking.
You do as I tell you to do.
You'll be fine.
He's not gonna hurt me
if I tell him the truth.
- He loves me.
- That does not matter.
It's not about that. Not now.
Just do as I tell you to do.
We're gonna get cigarettes.
We'll be back.
Oh, cigarettes, huh?
That's the best lie you got?
Go, go, go.
What the hell is your issue, huh?
♪
I'm so sorry! They arrested me.
- Stop. Wait.
- I didn't know what to do.
I'm so sorry!
I didn't know how to tell you.
I'm so sorry.
FBI! Hands where I can see them!
[g*nshots]
Hey! both: Drop the w*apon!
Cate. No, no, no.
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, Cate.
Hey, stay with me.
Stay with me, okay? Hey, hey, hey.
This is Agent Zidan. I need an ambulance
in the 1300 block of Broadway.
Put the g*n down now!
I'm at your six. Go.
Drop the g*n.
Drop them right now.
Hands up.
Up against the truck now.
♪
Stay with me. Stay with me.
Stay with me.
Stay with me, Cate, okay?
Just breathe. Stay with me.
An ambulance is coming.
Okay. All right. All right.
All right, that's it. That's it.
[GASPS, CHOKES]
♪
Hey, Maggie.
- Yeah?
- How'd it go with Viktor?
Oh, he rolled on the entire g*ng
the second he found out we were
filing a RICO case on him.
Said he did everything under duress,
you know, scared of Luka.
- Hmm.
- No honor among thieves.
Or murderers.
Did you hear anything about Cate?
How's she doing?
Yeah, last I heard, she was in surgery.
[APPREHENSIVE MUSIC]
♪
So what do you feel like?
Sushi? Thai?
Indian?
Or there's a great new
farm-to-table place in Tribeca,
and I know the manager.
Doesn't matter to me.
Wow, love your enthusiasm.
[CHUCKLES]
Gemma, um, I think we need
to talk about something.
What's going on?
I think we need to talk about
your lifestyle.
My lifestyle?
What does that mean?
I just think we need to have
an honest conversation.
- Okay.
- [PHONE DINGING]
Sorry, my phone is just blowing up.
One sec.
♪
Oh, my God.
What the hell?
What happened?
My friend, Cate,
she's dead.
Someone sh*t her.
[SOBBING]
♪
[TENSE MUSIC]
♪
[WOLF HOWLS]