Bosch

Round-trip, how long?

Walker could have hustled here and back inside of 20 minutes.

I chased a suspect into that old Red Car depot once.

I thought the tunnels were blocked off.

Well, they are.

Right here, below Angels Flight.

By these foundations they sunk in

to put up these glass castles.

This is the old emergency exit.

Where I came up.

Check it out.

Huh.

We still need hard evidence, Harry.

I think he ditched the gun on his walk back,

then busted up the aforementioned burner phone

he used to text Elias with.

Phone, gun--

two very different things.

Got to put the nine in Walker's hand.

Anything less than that, that pussy O'Shea,

he'll punt.

-Bosch. -Bosch,

Moy. We think we found our shooter.

You have people inside?

Yeah. No sign of him.

But his vehicle's still parked out back.

What's he doing here?

Got a tip our suspect's been laying low

at his girlfriend's.

Hit the door, but he was gone.

Girl said Eddie got a call around noon,

borrowed her car, texted two hours later he was hanging here.

Meeting somebody.

Got support so we can go in?

Yeah, but this is a follow-away caper, Bosch.

He's one guy.

You play pool?

Always wanted to learn.

Bosch! Shit!

Hands up! Turn around! Face the wall.

-Move to the table! -

Now! Let's go!

-What's he saying? -Beats me.

Cut it out.

I know you speak English.

Huh?

Turn around.

That's not Chinese.

You're making a fool of yourself.

This one.

Was he here?

They were or they weren't. Yes or no.

Eddie was here.

Then the other man came in, solo.

They didn't talk.

After a while, the other guy goes out back.

Few minutes later, Eddie says he's going home.

This the girlfriend's ride?

Yeah.

Clear.

Harry.

Get one of your guys to pop the hatch.

Someone's cleaning house.

Yeah.

This guy's arrogance is unbelievable.

This is Bosch. Still got eyes on Shiwei Chen?

Hold him.

There's the gate.

Assholes.

Bosch!

Hey...

-Bosch! -Hey! Hey!

Hey!

Can't let you do it, Harry. Can't even let him see you.

This guy's responsible for at least two murders!

Yeah, I know. I'm sorry.

Nah, it's all taken care of.

No.

I got it all covered. Yep. Okay.

Let 'em go.

Come on, give us some space.

-Who is he? -Just what he said.

High-level MSS agent, consular cover.

Son of some party bigwig.

A princeling, corrupt or gone rogue.

He was running a money dump from China.

Parking cash in local banks for God knows what kind

-of financial terror. -You just let him walk?

Fly. And no, we didn't.

I don't think the president could have kept Chen here

without an international incident.

We tail him back to Shanghai,

see who he answers to back there.

When his bosses realize

how completely he's failed and exposed them, then...

Whatever they do to him is worse than anything

you or I could ever imagine.

And that offers comfort to me

Eleanor Wish was instrumental in bringing down

a major foreign threat to our country.

She gave her life for it.

I should think that's something that you'd want to honor.

You assholes got her killed.

Whoa! Bosch!

Ow.

Okay, stop!

Stop. Let him go.

Son of a bitch.

Okay, I don't blame you.

So I'm gonna let this one slide.

Get him out of my sight.

Come on.

You're wrong.

Griffin put his reputation on the line for her.

-What is this? -If I'm wrong,

this is your boss' phone, you can just give it back to him.

But if I'm right, you'll find that he sent a photo

that Eleanor took at the poker game

and gave it to a Chinese intermediary...

who exposed it to the man who had Eleanor killed.

We found his number on Eleanor's cell.

Backtracked the texts from the call log.

Maybe he didn't realize how dangerous

Chen was when he sent it,

but Griffin poked a hornets' nest to see what flew out.

It was two assassins on a motorcycle.

This is fucked up.

I don't know about you, Chuck, but for me...

a special agent like that

shouldn't be in charge of anything.

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Are you gonna go after him?

The Feds said the Chinese government will take care of it.

Do you believe them?

His cover's blown, he's exposed a covert operation

and everyone connected to it.

I want to.

It's impossible to say for sure.

But the guys who...

They're dead.

I don't want you going anywhere for a while.

Same here.

How did you figure out she was here?

City has a ledger with a list of names

of unclaimed dead.

Goes back more than a hundred years.

They keep the ashes for a while.

Nobody shows up to pay the fee...

Sacred ground.

Yeah.

Still... I'd rather be anywhere but here.

So it goes, Mads.

So it goes.

Hey.

I can't take them at all today-- I'm sorry.

-All right. -Task force.

We're scrambling on a new lead.

I'll make it up to you tonight.

Don't. Don't do that.

-Do what? -Make a promise you might break.

We've been there. I don't want to go back.

It'd be a lot easier if we were in the same house.

I'll go tell 'em.

No.

Let's just get this out instead of dancing around it.

Jerry, I'm not interested in getting back together.

We are back together.

When we want to be. When we don't,

you have your life, I have mine.

What kind of a family is that?

What kind was it when you slept around

and got us divorced to begin with?

-I didn't mean it like that. -Yes, you did.

Sorry.

We're good, J.

Here's where we are, and I like how we are.

If this is about my work, I told you...

No, you want to quit, go ahead.

It's not gonna change how I feel.

You don't know that.

The cop is who you are.

It's why I love you, and why I can't be with you all the time.

What if I want more?

I'll be sad. But I've been sad before.

-We still have kids to raise. -

In each other's lives, this way or another.

Go on, Jerry.

Be safe, and let me know when you come up for air.

Whatever you decide.

When you're old and lonely, you'll be begging me

-to drive you everywhere. -There's Uber.

You have that rule about not paying for anything

with your phone.

Taxis still take cash.

Yeah, sure. Somebody's got to keep them in business.

I'm going.

Chapman.

I told them.