Erin: "Bunny found this in the back of one of Johnny's trucks."
Genevieve: "Who's Johnny?" she hums, leaning against the cabinet behind Voight's desk
Bunny: "My husband."
Voight: "What happened to Choppy?"
Genevieve: "Better question: what the hell kind of name is Choppy?" she scoffs, shaking her head
Bunny: "Johnny runs a moving truck rental company, and I help out."
Genevieve: "Someone could've easily cut their hand while cooking or even moving a piano. Doesn't mean they killed someone." she shrugs
Bunny: "The guy who rented that truck comes in every couple of weeks. Really sketchy. Pays only cash. If I found that glove, I'd hate to think what else I'm gonna find."
Voight: "Even if I wanted to look into this, I can't get a warrant 'cause you touched blood evidence."
Bunny: "That's why I gave Erin the rental agreements."
Erin: "Everyone who rents a truck gets their license photocopied. Name on that license is Robert O'Shea. I ran it through DMV and NCIC, license is a fake. Robert O'Shea is an alias. This is Nick Vosh, recently paroled from Menard for robbery. I checked his last known address; he's crashing in Brighton Park."
Voight: "You really want to chase this?"
Erin: "I think it's worth a look."
Voight: "All right. You two. Go check out this Vosh" he nods, standing to give Bunny a pointed look "Now, I'm gonna need a complete statement from you. We're going by the book on this one." he nods, giving Bunny a stern look
Jay: "Where are you two headed?"
Erin: "Drive-by on a possible offender" she sighs, grabbing her coat "I'll meet you downstairs."
Genevieve: "Yeah."
Jay: "Bunny?" he whispers, motioning into Voight's office
Genevieve: "Eh, don't ask" she shrugs, waving him off "Apparently to be part of that circle you gotta have a Y at the end of your name." she snickers, shaking her head as he scoffs
Jay: "You're one to talk. Genevieve and Giselle Acosta?"
Genevieve: "Hey, that's not my fault. I didn't give myself the name Genevieve."
Jay: "Uh huh." he chuckles
•••
Madeline: "Hey." she greets, knocking on the passenger window of Erin's car before entering
Erin: "Hey." she sighs
Madeline: "Gen told me your mom was here."
Erin: "Yeah."
Madeline: "That can't be easy."
Erin: "No it is not."
Madeline: "You okay?"
Erin: "She says she's trying to do the right thing but..."
Madeline: "You don't believe her?"
Erin: "Not really."
Madeline: "Hmm" she nods as the pair sit in silence for a moment "Would hearing about my weekend plans help you feel better?"
Erin: "Sure." she chuckles, turning her head to face Madeline with a smile
Madeline: "Well, let's see I went to the gun range, nailed it by the way. You'd be really impressed."
Erin: "Mm-hmm."
