The Mysteries of Laura

I repeat, officer down!

Justin, this is Detective Diamond.

My mom...

she got hurt?

Were you and my mom friends?

We were.

She bragged about you constantly,

how proud she was of you.

Moms have to say that.

They don't, believe me.

She meant it.

Justin, is there someone that can come and stay with you?

I know that your dad hasn't been around.

My grandma lives at Rye Brook.

Okay, I'll... I'll call her.

I know.

Again.

You've watched it two dozen times.

At this point, I don't even know what we're looking for.

I said again.

Black, no sugar.

Skinny, half-caf, two sugars.

Peach-berry Oolong with soy.

Holler if you need me.

You know, I'm worried about Max.

He's barely reacted to any of this and

he's usually the first one that loses it.

Maybe he's processing it in his own way.

We all are.

- Hi. - Jen.

Hey, is everything all right?

Can we talk?

- Hey. - Not here.

I came as soon as I could.

At first, they just said, a detective from the Second,

and I couldn't help but think, "What if it was you?"

I'm fine, I wasn't even there.

No, I know.

Jake, when you told me about your health issues,

you said you didn't want us to have any secrets.

And I meant it.

So, I should tell you, when I heard about the shooting, it hit me.

I don't wanna lose you.

I don't wanna lose you either.

And I know it's too soon,

but this, you and me, it feels real.

I don't want it to end.

Wow! Okay!

I just became every clingy girlfriend cliche in the book.

You have my permission to run for the hills.

There is no running required. I get it.

So you don't think I'm completely crazy?

I didn't say that.

This feels real to me, too.

Finally, ballistics report is in.

Okay, give me something concrete, please.

Murder weapon was a .308 caliber sniper rifle.

CSU found a spent shell casing on a rooftop 70 yards from the podium.

Ballistics thinks there could have been

major drag resistance on a shot that long.

In which case, the shot would have fallen mid-air.

Fallen or shifted laterally.

Up to six inches per the estimate.

Okay, so what? Shooter didn't miss.

What if he did?

Laura is inches from her head.

If the shooter didn't account for drag...

I was the target?

Possibly. It's okay to be scared.

I'm not scared, I'm outraged!

I'm going to destroy the son of a bitch who did this.

- We gotta find him first. - Well, it shouldn't take long.

In the last 18 hours, someone has threatened to kill me exactly once.

You're dead, you hear me? Dead!

Jimmy Chun? He's already in custody.

But he's got an entire network of criminals at his fingertips

and that bastard's gonna tell me which one pulled the trigger.

Hey, hey, hey. Laura.

He is already in central booking.

I'm sending Billy and Meredith.

If that bullet really was meant for you, he may try again.

He killed my sister's boyfriend.

Then my boss.

You want me to sit on my ass and hide?

I want you to be smart.

Let me go send them.

Go.

Who the hell is this?

- Jimmy Chun. - This isn't Chun. Where is he?

Says Chun right here.

What's your name, hipster?

Your real name.

Calvin. Calvin Wu.

No.

We released Calvin Wu hours ago.

Son of a bitch.

They swapped IDs.

Where's Jimmy Chun?

He walked right out your front door.

It wasn't my idea, all right. I swear.

I assume not. But why let some sketchy stranger talk you into it?

He's not a stranger.

You know Jimmy Chun?

Recognized him.

Anyone from Flushing would.

So he made you an offer one neighbor to another?

Like I had a choice? He's a scary mo-fo.

Didn't wanna end up like his ex.

I'm assuming you don't mean broken-hearted.

Few years back, she dumped his ass, right?

Then came after him for alimony.

No one's seen her since.

Seem to know a lot about this guy.

Got an idea where he might be?

I don't.

And I don't want one.

Jimmy Chun is a ghost.

"Ghost" is right. Zero real-estate holdings,

no credit cards, no cable bills.

Even his phone is registered to a henchman.

- His phone? - I've already tried.

It's seriously encrypted.

It's gonna take TARU at least three days to get through the lock screen.

Lock screen's all we need.

Oh, wow. He looks brand new.

Ten days.

Calvin said that Chun's wife disappeared a few years ago.

That means he's got a new baby mama stashed away.

We got a name?

We don't. But I know where this baby came from.

I would hope so. You have two.

Which hospital, smart-ass.

Each maternity ward swaddles newborns in a different blanket.

The twins were born at Mount Sinai.

Trains.

Chun junior has cars and trucks.

Queen's General.

How could you possibly know that off the top of your head?

Just wait a few years.

You're gonna get so many birth announcements,

you're not gonna be able to find your fridge.

Chun said that his kid was born ten days ago.

And it's been two days since the arrest.

Max, call Queen's General,

get the name and address of every woman

who gave birth to a baby boy exactly 12 days ago.

Can do.

How are you?

Ugh, I'm fine. I'm fine.

Laura, they tried to kill you.

Our Captain died in your arms

and you had to tell her son.

I'm gonna ask you again.

How are you?

I'm devastated, exhausted, numb.

This is one of the worst days of my life and I just feel really low.

You're not alone. We're all here with you.

I know that, I just, um...

It just would really be good to have someone to hold on to.

Nine baby boys born

- twelve days ago. - Ah.

And only one that does not list the father on the birth certificate.

Kathy Contreras. Has to be Chun's baby mama.

Okay, text me the address.

Um, uh, I can't let you go.

Did Jake put you up to this?

You're angry, I get it. But it is too dangerous.

Billy and I are on it.

Bring him in.

- NYPD. Don't move. - Where's Jimmy? Where is he?

NYPD! Freeze!

Oh!

Gun!

Hands behind your back.

You're under arrest for the murder of Captain Nancy Santiani.

I got nothing to say, especially to you.

Oh, I know.

Just wanna let you know that your girlfriend's down the hall

being processed as we speak.

- Processed for what? - Harboring an escaped prisoner.

That's criminal facilitation.

That wasn't her fault. She had no choice.

Doesn't matter, Jimmy. She's going away for a very long time.

Such a shame you can't bring a baby to prison.

What do you wanna know?

Only one thing.

Who murdered my boss?

No one I know. That wasn't me...

Okay, you know what? I gave you a shot.

I hope your kid likes government cheese.

What do you want from me? It wasn't me who took that hit out.

But it was a hit.

Just some rumors on the street.

Someone looking for an experienced shooter to take out a cop.

Oh, and it was just a coincidence

that the same day that you threatened me,

someone else put a hit on my head?

That hit wasn't out on you, Diamond.

It was on your boss.

They got who they were aiming for.