Hold it.
It's OK.
The airline has literally never had a single accident
in its entire existence.
Sorry, husband's a nervous flyer.
Good night.
Just breathe, Abdullah.
Find something to hold with both hands.
That's OK.
No, the--the seat you have is better anyway.
You know what'll help?
Honey, you're fine.
Try to use headphones.
Ask the flight attendant--
So how many more days is Ramadan?
Uh, including today, 28 more days.
Oof, a month without coffee.
Well, I can have it when the sun goes down,
if I don't want to sleep.
But other than that, just no food or drink during the day.
It's easy.
Why are you observing now?
You haven't the whole time I've known you.
I don't know.
After Gemma and I broke up,
I started meditating again.
And fasting is a form of meditation.
It lowers the volume on everything so I can think.
About how hungry you are?
Hey, Sal.
Hey, Maggie.
Can I get my coffee and cinnamon raisin bagel today?
$20.
That's steep.
I've been robbed twice in the past month,
first in Brownsville and then here.
They swiped the register while I was throwing out
the coffee grinds.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Are you gonna-- you got it.
Hey.
Did you call the cops?
Yeah, a lot of good that did me, right?
Yeah, I hear you.
OK.
OK. Keep us posted.
There was a body dumped under the LIE, federal employee.
Scola and Eva are headed over there now.
Thank you. - OK.
Hey.
Sorry for running late.
Just talked to NYPD.
Sanitation worker found a body around 6:00 AM.
Medical ID badge says she's a doctor,
Saima Khan, psychiatrist at the Southport VA.
Southport?
That's one of the busiest VAs in New York.
Unless you're there three hours after they closed.
She left around 9:00, never made it to her car.
She parked less than a block away.
Couldn't have been more than a minute's walk.
No cameras?
No cameras.
Well, we got a shot to the head,
and then this type of bruising
suggests the other impacts were at least four hours
earlier before she was shot.
There's more.
See this hand?
Yeah, it's been burned.
I don't know if that's knowledge of pain points
or what, but whoever did this
wanted to inflict maximum suffering.
So they abducted her from outside her work,
they tortured her all night,
and then they killed her, and they dumped her here.
Someone had it out for her in a bad way.
Please, Saima!
No, no! Please! Please!
No!
Saima! Please!
Please!
I hate this part.
Mr. Khan, we're gonna do everything we can
to find out the person who did this, OK?
Why won't you let me see her?
We're still processing the scene right now.
And to be honest with you,
you don't want to see her like this.
Were you able to hear
any other voice on the phone?
No, not a word, just her screaming.
After that, I-I heard a car drive off.
But my connection dropped when the plane started moving.
Can you think of anyone that might have wanted
to hurt your wife?
None of this would have happened
if the VA just listened to us.
We told them he would come back.
He's obsessed with her.
You told them who would come back?
All right, folks, so last night, a VA psychiatrist,
Dr. Saima Kahn, was abducted
and then found dead this morning.
Six years with the VA.
According to the head of the department,
she was as good as they come-- devoted, caring.
Anyway, her husband tipped us off to a former patient
as a suspect, Luke Williams.
Yeah. What do we got on him?
Combat medic, did two tours in Afghanistan.
Three months ago, Dr. Khan put Williams in an involuntary hold
for severe PTSD with secondary psychosis
after he confessed to her in therapy
that he almost strangled his roommate during a night terror.
OK, so she used his confession
to have him committed.
I'm sure that upset him, but I don't know,
enough to kill the good doctor?
After the 72-hour hold, Khan asked the court
to extend it for 60 days.
When Williams was released, he lost his job.
Uh, there's no record of any new leases,
probably couldn't afford to sign one.
Which would make him unhoused.
And he blames Khan for the loss of his livelihood,
definitely enough for motive.
Cameras show Williams kept showing up at the hospital,
demanding to see Dr. Khan.
O-OK, so he was looking for a chance to confront her.
Williams has a gun registered to him
that matches the caliber of the murder weapon.
It was set to be confiscated during his psych hold
under the New York CARE Act, but they've been backlogged.
Where's Williams now?
His phone is pinging East Brooklyn.
Look, Scola, there he is.
Luke Williams, FBI. We need a word.
What do you want? I'm eating.
We just want to ask you a few questions, all right?
Can you come with us?
No.
No, I'm not going with you.
I'm not going.
Gun. Hey! Hey. Up against the wall.
Assault!
- Hands behind your back. - Police brutality!
Police brutality!
You're hurting him. What did he do?
Ma'am, please step back.
He was just sitting here.
You gonna grab him like that?
Ma'am, this is for your safety.
Please, step back, ma'am.
Yeah, I'm recording.
We're recording.
Now, come on. This ain't right.
It ain't right.
You had a 9-millimeter pistol in your possession,
Mr. Williams.
Concealed carry is illegal in New York
without a pistol license, which you don't have.
I don't got anywhere else to keep it.
Where were you last night at 9:00 PM?
I can't remember.
A judge is not going to accept that as an answer.
So you might want to try a little harder.
This is me trying, man.
My PTSD's got me all mixed up.
I remember a screeching tire set me off
with a whopping migraine, where I could barely walk straight.
So I go, OK, time for the pills.
But they're not exactly cotton candy.
Next thing I know, I'm three stops down,
no clue how I got there.
Look, I know a lot of guys that have been where you are.
But you are gonna need to try and point to someone
who can tell us where you were at 9:00 PM last night,
a bartender, a landlord, something.
Well, I don't have anyone,
just my shrink, Dr. Khan.
Until she stopped feeling safe being your psychiatrist.
That's not true.
She stopped being my doctor
because we're gonna be together.
She's getting divorced, too.
How are you gonna be together if she's dead?
She's--
She's dead?
Here's what I think happened.
I think you mistook the therapy that Dr. Khan gave you
for an emotional connection that you didn't actually have.
And when you were forced to confront that reality,
you lost control.
You think that I killed her?
Dr. Khan was tortured in a way to inflict maximum pain
before she was killed.
That is knowledge that you would have as a field medic.
I would never hurt Dr. Khan.
You were removed multiple times from the hospital.
You tried to break in to confront her
after she put you in an involuntary hold.
It was after her therapy that I could actually
get some sleep,
real sleep.
Do you know how many shrinks I've had?
I mean, too freaking many.
But Dr. Khan was different.
We had a connection.
I wouldn't ever hurt her, I swear.
If that was true, Luke,
she would have told security to let you in.
It was the system that kept us apart.
I had to get creative if I was going to tell her how I felt.
That's it.
That's where I was last night, Brooks' Burgers.
It's a restaurant in Hell's Kitchen.
It's her favorite spot.
I was waiting there for her, but she never showed.
Excuse me, FBI. Special Agent Bell.
This is Special Agent Zidan.
Did you see this man last night around 9:00 PM?
Oh, yeah.
That guy was in here all night till closing.
That booth over there.
One cup of coffee, only tipped $0.50.
I mean, what am I gonna do with that?
Was he with this woman?
Uh, he said this was her favorite restaurant.
You recognize her?
She's a regular, Sa--
Saima, right? - Mm-hmm.
She wasn't here last night.
But I did see her in here two days ago
for lunch with some guy.
OK, was it with this guy, her husband?
No, not him.
Look, what two adults do is their own business.
I am not trying to jam anybody up.
Uh, did they pay with credit card?
Mm-hmm.
We're gonna need to see that receipt.
- Hey, Jubal? - Yeah?
We got a name off that credit card receipt
the diner sent over,
Aziz Khalil, 44.
He's an Imam down at the North Brooklyn Mosque.
Yeah, I've been digging into the Imam on his socials.
Uh, he's a bit of a celebrity
in the New York Muslim community.
- Hey, Jubal? - Yeah?
North Brooklyn Mosque has popped recently
on several open NYPD investigations.
OK, what do you got?
We got two missing persons reports,
both in the last six weeks.
Both of them are women who attend the mosque,
Laila Dani and Yasmeen Hakeem.
O-OK, so our Imam shares a meal with our murder victim
shortly before two of his female congregants go missing.
Let's see if we can tighten that thread.
Hold on.
These women didn't just attend the mosque.
They were generous donors.
Oh, yeah, big fans.
And they weren't just fans of the Imam.
He was a fan of theirs.
I ran their names through the auto-generated transcripts
of the Imam's YouTube sermons
the week before Yasmeen disappeared.
"Thank you to Yasmeen Hakeem for your generous donation
"to the Sadaqa program.
May Allah protect her."
OK, so--so he knew them both personally.
He gave him a shout-out in his sermons.
But one murder and two missing persons reports
don't make a pattern. - Eh, what if they did?
According to our reports, these women were last seen
at work, disappeared at night.
They haven't been seen since.
The only difference between this and Dr. Khan's case
is we found her body.
All right, let's get ERT back to that crime scene
under the overpass, see if any other bodies turn up.
If they do, we could be dealing with a serial killer
preying on women in the Muslim community.
We ask you to grant maghfirah
on sister Laila Dani's mother, Seema,
who is in the hospital right now.
- Ameen! - OK, yeah,
that's a prayer called a dua.
Bigger groups amplify the chances of the prayer coming
true, so the Imam will give one of those
at the end of every sermon.
Now, he mentioned each of our missing women,
including Dr. Khan,
but before they went missing.
So what if he's choosing the women
in front of a live audience
to make them feel special?
Then he invites him in for a one-on-one meeting
where they're vulnerable,
then goes in for the kill.
I mean, it's possible, but he did mention other women, too,
and they're perfectly fine.
Yeah, all--all our evidence is circumstantial.
OK, then, if we're gonna take a swing at this guy,
let's start by talking to people that sit with him
week in and week out that know him,
not this video or his public persona.
My sister was a hardcore follower of Imam Aziz.
She checked his YouTube page daily.
You're not as big a fan, I take it?
He put on a good front.
But after we reported her missing,
her husband, Khaled, went to the Imam.
He wanted to make an announcement
after Friday's Juma prayer,
ask if anyone had seen her.
And the Imam refused?
He said it was a police matter.
It seemed strange.
Why wouldn't he mention Yasmeen by name?
Khaled and I didn't understand.
Why would he refuse?
We're actually gonna talk to her husband tomorrow,
when he gets back into town.
He's been looking for a private investigator
that can help us.
The police are not doing enough.
This has devastated my family,
every hour,
living with the terror of not knowing what's happened.
Ms. Hakeem, do you know if your sister
had any sort of a, um,
more intense relationship with the Imam?
I've been suspicious ever since she told me
about this weekly women's-only Halaqa he's been running.
It's a Islamic study group, no men allowed,
except the Imam himself.
And is that normal?
No.
And Yasmeen didn't seem to care.
She even took private meetings in his office with him.
And now that she's missing, he's not even concerned,
like he never even knew her.
How long has your sister known this Imam?
He came from Dearborn four months ago.
Everyone seems to like him,
but something's not right.
Please,
whatever happened to my sister,
we just want to know.
I appreciate it. Hey, guys,
so the Imam just jumped to the top of the board.
JOC looked into his history in Dearborn,
and there is another homicide investigation
of a Muslim woman still open.
Now, I'm still waiting for the chief investigator
to call me back,
but Imam Aziz, he fits the timeline.
Sorry, OA.
I know you don't want to hear that.
It's OK.
If women are missing, if people are dying,
we got to get to the bottom of it.
It doesn't matter who he is.
So you think the Imam came to Brooklyn to escape accusations?
It's possible.
There's no central authority that places Imams.
They're freelancers.
They go to whatever mosque will pay,
and mosques don't usually talk to each other,
especially from other states.
So where do we start?
Where he lives, the mosque.
I-in order to get proof, we're gonna have to go in.
OK, well, there should be an all-women's study group
or a Halaqa,
if we get someone in there,
someone that can get close to him.
I think I've got our gal.
Hey, you need help?
I'm OK, thanks.
I actually went through a hijab phase in college,
so muscle memory is still there.
Zara Ushruf.
OA Zidan. Nice to meet you.
OA stands for?
Omar Adom.
Come on.
You're telling me none of the agents could pronounce Omar?
Or are you just one of those purists
that doesn't want the "ein" in your name butchered?
No, it's just a nickname.
Someone gave it to me at the Bureau.
It stuck faster than I could blink.
Um, you speak Arabic?
Just, uh, what I remember from Sunday school,
a couple insults and pick-up lines
the MSA boys would use on me in college.
Any of them actually work?
You're welcome to find out at your own risk, Omar.
My partner, Maggie Bell.
- Hi. - Hi. Zara.
Nice to meet you.
Jubal speaks highly of you. - You as well.
You running the play? - Yes.
The Imam is holding a women's-only Halaqa
in two hours.
So the plan is we're gonna send you in a little bit later,
hopefully making you an easy target.
And then he'll invite you for the one-on-one meeting.
And while you are distracting him,
I will be inside on a sneak-and-peek warrant
in his office and living quarters,
seeing if I can find any evidence
that he actually abducted these women.
So I'm the bait?
Well, I mean, federally trained,
weapons-qualified bait.
What do you think?
Will he bite?
Who wouldn't?
Approaching the mosque now.
Looks like noon prayer just ended.
Halaqa should be starting soon.
Zara's already inside.
There's too many eyes in here right now.
I'm gonna wait a minute, let it clear out
before I head to the Imam's office.
Copy.
I'll head over to the Sisters section in a second,
get eyes on the Halaqa.
It's midday,
and it's not even Friday.
This is way more crowded than I expected it to be.
Omar?
Habibi!
Amou Hisham!
Good to see you in the masjid.
What brings you to Brooklyn?
A cousin's friend is moving to New York.
I told him I'd check out the mosque,
see if the Islamic school has any openings for his kids.
When he comes, give him my number.
I can show him around.
Are you coming over for Iftar on Saturday?
- Uh, I'll try, Inshallah. - Good.
You should meet my friend's daughter, Saher.
She just finished her master's degree at Cornell.
Cornell?
Yeah, well, I should check out the school.
OK, Ma'Salaama, habib.
Ma'Salaama.
Well, so much for being inconspicuous, OA.
It's my uncle's friend.
I had no idea he went here.
Is that common for your community,
people trying to set you up?
Yeah.
Like, all the time.
It is funny.
They fear the hijab, yet all their nuns wear hijabs too.
Are you here for the Halaqa, sister?
Yes. Am I late?
That's all right.
We're used to people thinking it's Desi Standard Time.
Take a seat.
Tell us your name and where you're from.
Uh, Zara.
I'm just visiting from Dallas.
Oh, that's wonderful.
The Qalam Institute is doing great things there.
You ever see my brother, YQ?
Um--
Zara, he means Yasir Qadhi.
Yes.
Uh, Yasir Qadhi is an amazing speaker.
He gave the Eid Khutbah last year.
We don't have any imams quite as eloquent as Yasir.
So you'll have to make do with me.
Well, we were just talking about the prophet
Sallah-Allahu-Alayhi-Wa-Sallam.
OK, OA.
Zara's with the Imam now. You're clear to go.
Copy.
I'm in.
Some say Waraqah was the first convert to Islam.
Others say no, the Prophet's wife, Khadija was the first.
But I'm not gonna get into all that.
What's important is this frail old man
knew what the blessings were
because he knew the reward would be worth it.
Hang on.
That's weird.
His Quran's on his reading stand.
Mm, what's weird about that?
Well, it's too high for him to actually read it.
It would either be on his desk, where he could read it,
or in the case, unless--
Waraqah knew hard times were ahead,
and still he said,
"I wish I could struggle by your side,
O Muhammad."
I found a key.
Oh, my God.
Maggie,
the key unlocks a locked drawer with two passports in it,
Yasmeen Hakeem and Laila Dani, our missing women.
Why does he have their passports in his office?
That's not it.
There's also a woman's shirt.
It's bloodstained.
Sisters, it's Ramadan, so we're going to stop early.
Let's pick this up next week.
Zara,
you need to run interference.
OA's still in his office.
Imam Aziz, sorry.
Yes, Sister Zara?
I, um,
I actually came here looking for some advice,
advice I didn't want getting back to Dallas.
I'm sure people come to you with this concern all the time.
But it's where I find myself.
Lately, when I pray, I--
I find my mind wanders,
like I'm on autopilot.
I'm so sorry, Sister Zara,
but we'll have to continue this another time.
Assalamu-Alaikum.
If I could actually have another moment.
Soon, Inshallah.
OA, the Imam is headed towards you right now.
You--you can't leave. You can't exit.
He's gonna see you.
You gotta hide in there.
Where?
He grabbed his jacket.
I think he's leaving the mosque.
Guys, news just broke that Dr. Khan's body was found.
He's probably going to eliminate evidence.
We got to go.
I got him.
Jubal, the Imam's heading east on foot.
He looks to be in a hurry.
All right, let us know
when the Imam closes in on an address.
Jubal, it's a brownstone.
Looks like there's a guard outside,
67 West.
67 West, pulling it up now.
OK, one of the registered occupants--
- Yeah? - Dr. Saima Kahn.
What?
That can't be a coincidence.
He's going inside.
So are we.
FBI.
Hands up, right now. Hands up.
Go down.
Move. Hands behind your back.
Keep your mouth shut.
Let's go.
FBI!
Don't move.
Show me your hands.
No, no, no, no, no, no, no.
Who else is back there?
Open the door.
It's not what you think.
Now!
- Open it. - Move.
Please, no one needs to get hurt.
You're OK. You're OK.
We're FBI.
You guys are safe now.
Jubal, we found Yasmeen, Laila,
and there's a third woman.
No!
What are you doing to him?
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
The Imam is keeping us safe.
He's protecting us.
Protecting you?
From who?
Yasmeen,
we're all relieved that you and the other women
were found alive and safe.
But we do have a few questions we need to ask you.
Now, you said that the Imam was helping keep you safe.
From who?
Our husbands.
I'm sorry, Amani.
There were rules we had to follow.
I couldn't tell anyone I was leaving him, not even you.
Yasmeen,
your husband,
was he violent?
Not at first.
Khaled controlled all our money,
told me where I was allowed to go.
If I disobeyed him,
he got so angry.
It went on for years.
Then a few weeks ago,
it got worse.
He hit you?
Oh, Yasmeen, I am so sorry.
Yasmeen, the reason that we're asking
is that Dr. Khan was found murdered this morning.
What?
No.
Was she helping Imam Aziz keep you guys
hidden in the house?
Her--her name was on the lease.
And you want to know if my husband could have killed her?
Yes.
- Am I in trouble? - No. No.
I just wanted us to have a private place to speak.
I was hoping you could tell me
how you ended up in the safe house.
I'm good.
Thanks.
Maybe you feel like I won't be able to understand
your situation.
Try me.
My situation is my business.
It's a little more complicated now.
We're trying to figure out who killed Dr. Kahn.
And I know that all those other women
who were in that safe house had husbands
that they were hiding from.
But you're not married.
Aaliyah, who are you hiding from?
Is it possible that that person could have murdered Dr. Khan?
I'd like to leave now.
OK, Aaliyah, please.
I'm really sorry about what happened to her.
But I can't help you.
May I go now?
The only place Khaled would let me go,
no questions asked, was the mosque.
So one day, I showed up late with my nose broken,
my shirt still soaked with blood.
The same shirt that we found in his private office?
Yes.
He asked to keep it as evidence
in case I decided to press charges.
But I just wanted out.
And Imam Aziz promised to help.
And that's why he had your passport.
Passport?
You were going to leave us?
There were no good options.
In these situations, there never really are.
I suppose now, you think it's typical of a Muslim community.
No, actually, I don't,
because I've seen it myself,
in every community.
If my husband did this,
you have to stop him.
Maggie just finished her interviews
with the last of the women we found.
The Imam's definitely not our killer.
Yeah, I know.
The Dearborn police chief just reached out.
That homicide from four months ago,
they're looking into the husbands now.
We did the best we could with the information we had.
My gut just told me something was off,
and I should have listened to it.
Your gut is also very hungry right now.
It's the coffee I miss the most.
Well, you can't have a coffee
without an egg and cheese on a roll,
buttered on both sides, extra hot sauce,
ketchup oozing out of the back with every bite.
You're a-- you're a monster, Zara.
You've been out of the game.
You just started fasting again.
And how on Earth can you tell that?
I'm not a monster. I'm just observant.
We're gonna get justice for Dr. Khan.
We just have to build on what we have.
We know that she was helping the Imam keep the women safe.
The killer has to be one of their husbands.
Well, the JOC is looking into their alibis,
and NYPD is being looped into
dropped spousal abuse charges, but--
Something's still bothering you?
The third woman, Aaliyah Idris.
She doesn't match the pattern.
Not married.
Or declared missing.
Maggie did say when she asked her
who she was hiding from, she clammed up.
OK, so what if the reason that Aaliyah Idris was hiding
in the safe house is the same reason
why Dr. Khan was murdered?
We have to press her.
Maggie, did you release Aaliyah yet?
Aaliyah?
Aaliyah, hang on.
We're on your side.
Keep telling yourself that.
You were in the safe house for a reason.
You're running from something or someone.
Dr. Khan was protecting you,
and it probably cost her her life.
You could die.
You are safe with us,
but if you leave our custody, we cannot protect you.
You think the FBI can protect me?
I do.
This is what we're trained for.
Aaliyah, let us help you.
You want to stop me?
Then you'll have to arrest me.
All right then.
OK, she wants to take her chances without us.
It's suicide.
I'm gonna call the JOC and get some surveillance on her.
We need to figure out who she's running from.
Well, I know someone we could ask,
but he's not gonna be happy to see us.
I can't believe you're back.
Imam Aziz, we understand that you're upset with us.
Upset?
We need to know why you were hiding Aaliyah Idris.
You spied on us here, in my office, in our mosque.
Hey.
I was just doing my job.
If you had any questions, you could have just asked.
But now, I'll have to tell my congregants the truth
that you were here.
And they might think twice about coming to the mosque
next time if they're afraid of ending up on an FBI watch list.
You poisoned our community.
OK, OK.
You were trying to help Aaliyah.
And we're doing the same thing.
And we still think that she's in danger.
So if you care about her at all,
let us know what's going on.
I discovered
Aaliyah hiding out
late one night in the Sisters section.
But she wasn't running from domestic violence
like the others, was she? - No.
She had become inconvenient to powerful people.
She claimed that she witnessed a murder.
She cleans houses.
And last week, she saw a wealthy man
forcibly thrown down the stairs, his head bashed in.
Aaliyah fled, but the killer saw her drive off.
Why didn't she go to the police?
This client was high up in the government.
And this attacker didn't hesitate
to kill him in his own home.
Whoever's behind this, they live above the law.
OK, well, this killer might have tortured
and murdered Dr. Khan
trying to find Aaliyah and your safe house.
And you might be in danger, too.
I suggest you enter FBI protection
until we find the killer.
I'm not the one you should be concerned for.
It's Aaliyah.
Well, then help us protect her.
Who's the client?
This is Andrew Davis,
the New York City Gaming Commissioner.
Now, if Aaliyah's account is to be believed,
the NYPD ME's report is inaccurate.
Davis did not accidentally die.
He was murdered.
So who would want him dead and why?
Well, Davis was about to give the city's very last
multi-billion-dollar casino license.
If it starts with a B, it means motive.
It was speculated that he was gonna award the license
to the Shelstad Group--
it's a multi-billion-dollar casino company--
but since Davis's death, that decision's up in the air.
Right, which means our runaway witness
is somebody's billion-dollar liability,
somebody willing to do whatever it takes
to get that casino license,
including killing Dr. Khan
in their search for the one witness that can stop him.
Where's Aaliyah now?
Pole cams picked her up heading west in Midtown.
She's been sticking to public places,
safety in numbers, I guess.
- Uh, hey, Jubal. - What?
This is interesting.
Aaliyah just posted to her Facebook page.
She wrote, "I want to live my life.
What can I do to be left alone?"
Has she made any recent posts?
No. That is the first one in weeks.
Is it me or does it sound like
she's sending up a signal flare?
To who?
To whoever killed Andrew Davis.
Maybe she's trying to make a deal.
She knows he's been hunting for her
and that he'd likely be monitoring her social media.
Hey,
looks like someone already responded.
Aaliyah just got a DM.
From a dummy profile, no followers,
no photos, created today.
They only sent one message, 10 numbers.
It's got to be a phone number.
It's a burner.
How much you want to bet we find whoever's
on the other end of that number,
we find our killer?
OK, we're going on 10 minutes that Aaliyah has been standing
in this crowded intersection.
She's smart.
Dr. Khan's killer knows that she's here,
and he won't be able to get to her without any witnesses.
Fine, but
this crowd's gonna thin out eventually.
It would be a lot easier to keep her safe
if she had just accepted the FBI's help.
Instead, we have to tail her from afar.
Aaliyah's got a phone.
She's making a call.
OK, are we getting anything from that number
that was messaged to Aaliyah on Facebook?
Yeah, it's just now pinging
on the Upper West Side,
right when Aaliyah started her call.
Are there any cams on that street?
Negative.
I'm filtering through nearest available pole cams.
But without knowing more about who we're looking for--
Yeah, what about the phone?
Can--can we run back its usage? - Yes.
It was purchased at a bodega a week ago.
It has since pinged here, here, and here.
That's the Gaming Commissioner's house,
four days ago,
Aaliyah's residence, three days ago,
and the VA hospital last night.
OK, the pattern speaks for itself.
We found Dr. Khan's killer.
Can we ID him?
The bodega sold six phones that day.
I've been running every buyer through facial rec.
I've been reading into their backgrounds.
- Yeah. - Most likely,
we're looking at this man.
OK, uh, Nathaniel Boja. What's his deal?
He popped on the Asian OC squad's radar.
He's wanted as a suspect in two open homicides.
Yeah, he's been affiliated with a Filipino gang
here in New York.
In the Philippines, criminals have been known
to use torture methods, like burning fingers,
exactly the way Dr. Khan died.
Keep track of that phone.
And I want a BOLO out on Nathaniel Boja now.
Heads up.
Check your phone.
JOC's ID'd our killer.
Nathaniel Boja.
Phone call's over.
Jubal, looks like Aaliyah just fished out
some SD cards from a newspaper stand.
Does that mean anything to you?
Yeah, it's all coming into focus now.
Police reports from Andrew Davis's house
indicate the security cams were all conveniently
missing SD cards.
So Aaliyah witnessed the murder
and then stole the SD cards.
Why would she do that? - Well, my first guess is
to erase herself from them.
OK, so she has proof of a murder.
She should have given that to us.
Aaliyah's on the move again. We're gonna follow.
I got eyes on Aaliyah.
She's got company.
That's Boja.
What if she's trading the SD cards in exchange for her life?
What's to stop him from killing her
the second he gets his hands on them?
You bring the SD cards?
All of 'em.
How can I be sure you didn't copy the footage?
I don't want to spend the rest of my life
looking over my shoulder,
wondering when you or the next guy
is gonna come for me.
You made the right decision.
Now, give me the memory cards.
How do I know you'll keep your promise?
You just have to trust me.
But if you back out now,
well,
there's an easier way to make you stay quiet.
FBI, don't move!
Show us your hands, now!
- You set us up. - No.
No, I didn't. I didn't know.
They must have followed me.
Show us your hands!
I'm gonna go after her. Cover me.
Go.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go.
Move, move, move.
Good job.
Maggie, I'm at a laundromat across the street.
I gotta go after OA.
Cover me. - Go.
Aaliyah, are you OK?
- Mm-hmm. - Where is he?
You OK?
Nice shot, Bell.
I did nothing wrong.
Why are you arresting me?
You concealed evidence of a murder.
That's a felony.
You should have trusted the system, Aaliyah.
We would have protected you.
Well, it doesn't feel like it.
Well, there are still rules,
and you broke them.
So you just pretend to care.
Hey, we get anything from Aaliyah's SD card?
- Yeah. - Yeah?
It's not pretty.
No. No, please don't do this.
If you had just given it to Tengku,
we wouldn't have to do this.
Stop it right there.
Did he say "Tengku"?
Tengku International. A Malaysian company.
Maybe you've heard of them because
they just secured the city's very last casino license.
Davis's replacement just made the announcement.
I'm sorry, that's it?
They wanted their bid to go through,
the commissioner wouldn't give it to them,
so he had him killed?
It worked.
Well, no, it's not over yet. We have this footage.
I'm gonna reach out to Interpol, LEGAT, CIA,
and we're gonna put Tengku
and all their cronies on the radar.
I'm not gonna hold my breath
for someone to make that case.
A Muslim doctor is murdered.
We burned ourselves to an entire community,
all so that a guy halfway around the globe
could get a casino license?
Wild ride.
But we did get the guy that committed the actual murder,
so it's not nothing.
6:18, sunset.
No more shop talk.
Let's eat.
Congratulations.
Thank you.
Three fasts down,
27 to go.
Maybe 26 for me.
I use moonsighting method.
See, that's what I don't understand.
This is one of the biggest holidays in the world,
and we all can't agree on when it starts or when it ends.
And that's why we celebrate Eid twice in my household.
I think I'm gonna head back to the mosque, though,
try and apologize.
You need backup?
There's nothing you need to apologize for?
Just want to come for moral support?
My mother told me, never apologize
and never bring your wallet on a first date.
It's a first date.
Technically, we did go undercover together,
so it is more like a second date.
Ah, second date. OK.
Actions speak louder than words.
I think showing up for the Imam,
he will understand.
And I'd love to come with you.
OK, fine.
You can come with me.
But first, we need more kibbeh
and more macarona bechamel.
Is that so?
Unless you're in a rush.
No, no rush.
OK.
But technically,
we've had three dates today.
This is my fourth.
What about a double date?
- That's bad. - It's good!
It's really bad.
It's good.