Rye knelt beside the mural, his eyes scanning the colors. “He was working on something big,” he whispered. “Maybe a commission?”
Mack’s eyes widened. “You mean the uploader?”
Mack stood on the balcony of the precinct, watching the sunrise over the three rivers. The steel towers glimmered, reflecting the early light. Rye joined her, holding two steaming mugs of coffee. the pitt s01e02 webdl
Mack nodded. “It’s been closed since the flood of ’09. No one’s been down there in years.”
Vinnie raised his hands slowly, a smirk playing on his lips. “Detective McAllister, you finally caught a glimpse of my art.” Rye knelt beside the mural, his eyes scanning the colors
“Detective, you wanted to see me?” he asked, trying to sound confident despite the shiver that ran down his spine.
Hours passed. The city’s neon signs flickered, casting an eerie glow. At exactly , a black van pulled up, its headlights cutting through the rain like knives. A figure stepped out—tall, hooded, moving with a purpose. As the figure approached the warehouse, Mack recognized the distinctive tattoo on his forearm: a stylized steel beam forming an “M,” the mark of the Miller Brotherhood , a notorious local gang that had been on the police radar for decades. “You mean the uploader
“Jordy was… he was working on a piece for the city’s 250‑year anniversary,” Ellie whispered, lowering her voice. “He’d been obsessed with something he called ‘the heart of the city.’ He said it would change everything.”