and that's what I do for a living.
That's how I get paid."
This isn't gonna be a popular call,
but we're not gonna ask any questions.
Boss. This isn't some random case.
If someone killed this guy--
For now, they get away with it.
As far as anybody on the outside is concerned,
Stretch was a troubled ex-con
who couldn't deal.
That's not gonna be good enough for Harlee.
Harlee's not gonna know.
If she thinks there's a thread that leads to Intelligence,
she's gonna go right after Ramsey.
She won't be going alone.
She can go with God's own thunder.
It's not gonna matter.
The Intelligence Unit is untouchable. I get it.
Cloaked in blue, beyond the chain of command.
But do we have to help them cover up a murder?
To keep Harlee safe,
Director Baker is clearing time for you.
If you'll just have a seat--
Granting oversight is not a license to mismanage,
even for y--
I saw him.
You know the FBI doesn't have an open-door policy, right?
Apparently, you don't have a policy
on catching rogue agents either.
- You saw Stahl. - On the J train to Manhattan.
He's in New York.
If we had anything new on Stahl,
anything to put him in the area,
you would be the first to hear about it.
I know what I saw.
At this point, I doubt he could afford a bus ticket.
That's not gonna stop him.
There's been no indication
that Robert Stahl has come back to New York.
No contact with any known associates,
no attempt to see his son.
He's not gonna telegraph his intentions.
Even an obsessive can move on
when his primary fantasy has been broken.
I believe his was shattered beyond repair.
I'm sorry, who are you?
Special Agent Katie Myers, Phoenix office.
Agent Myers has been tracking Stahl
for four months in Arizona.
Stahl's clever, but so are we.
Even former FBI agents run out of resources.
We burned three different aliases.
Two in Phoenix, one outside of Yuma.
Last contact was on State Route 19,
just north of the Mexican border.
And that's where you think he is, Mexico?
As far as we know, yes.
I saw him last night! I'm not crazy!
I know what it's like to be a victim, Detective.
How it plays with your mind.
It's not fair for anyone to have that power.
Believe me, I want to find Robert Stahl just as much as you do.
Then you have a lot to prove.
Ugh, is this guy gonna show or what?
What do you think? Five more minutes?
I know it's a rough day, but I need you to be focused.
Just doesn't feel like the time to be running protection,
especially with Woz back to work.
You talk to Harlee?
I stopped by her house.
She wasn't home.
She knows we have her back.
Oh, damn. This just got more fun.
Not for him.
NYPD! Hands on your head!
Oh, no, you guys got me.
Yo, what the--
Man, I should get a discount
for this kind of abuse, you know?
Well, we had an audience. We had to sell it.
Keep it shut.
I do not want to know what you're transporting.
You know, I never thought that I'd feel so safe,
riding with cops.
Hey, listen, uh...
I got some friends, right?
And I know that they would pay top dollar
to ride with New York's finest.
Oh, you got some friends? Who?
Uh, it's this fence, right?
And I mean, he moves, like, a lot of cash.
Sorry. Referrals not accepted.
Right. We only work with scum we know.
I'm just trying to contribute to y'all's retirement fund.
Because if we hear any talk on the streets
about this arrangement, your next ride is free.
You think he was strangled?
Windpipe looked crushed. A belt doesn't do that.
And Harlee doesn't know anything?
For her own good. Why?
She sure looks like someone who knows something.
- I'm just gonna... - Why wasn't I told?
Espada, why wasn't I brought into the scene?
There wasn't much to be done there.
Look, I swear to God, it wasn't my call.
The part where you skipped me on the forensics
or where you ID'd the killer,
found the body, processed the scene,
and neglected to tell me any of it?
Woz thought the case was too close to home.
He's not wrong.
You don't get to make that call.
And neither does Woz.
His prints were all over Nava's car.