Alright, listen up, y’all. I’m gonna tell ya ’bout this Chicago P.D. episode, “Natural Born Storyteller.” It’s a real mess, this one, just like my grandson’s room after he plays with them darn LEGOs.
So, it starts with this poor little boy, gone missin’. Then, bam! Roman and Burgess, they find him. Dead. Real sad, it was. Just breaks your heart, you know? Makes you wanna hug your own grandkids tighter.
- They gotta find out who done it, right? That’s their job.
- And this Roman fella, he’s actin’ all kinds of weird. Burgess, she notices. She ain’t dumb, that girl.
- Seems like Roman’s got secrets, big ones. Like that time my neighbor’s cat got stuck in the well – turned out she had a whole litter of kittens down there!
Anyways, the police, they start lookin’ for the killer. Antonio and Lindsay, they get on the case. They got this suspect, see? Prime suspect, they call him. Sounds fancy, but it just means they think he did it. Like when you see a kid with chocolate all over his face, you know he got into the cookie jar.
But this Roman, he’s makin’ things complicated. He’s got this history with Burgess, see? It’s all tangled up, like a ball of yarn my cat got a hold of. Burgess, she knows he done somethin’ wrong, but she can’t quite put her finger on it.
Turns out, Roman, he killed this fella named Logan. Logan Peters. Now, I ain’t sayin’ Logan was a good fella, mind you. Seems like he deserved what he got, accordin’ to some folks. But killin’ ain’t right, no matter how you slice it. It’s like stealin’ pies – even if you’re hungry, it ain’t yours to take.
Burgess, she does her duty. She goes to arrest Roman. That’s the right thing to do, even if it hurts. It’s like pullin’ off a band-aid – gotta do it quick, even though it stings.
But then, Voight steps in. That Sergeant Voight, he’s a tough one. Always bendin’ the rules, that fella. He stops Burgess from arrestin’ Roman. Now, I don’t know why he did that. Maybe he had his reasons. Maybe he thought Roman deserved a break. Or maybe, he just didn’t want the paperwork. Who knows with that guy?
And there’s somethin’ else about Roman, too. They thought he was on drugs, see? Found a needle in his bag. Everyone thought he was hooked, like old Mr. Henderson down the street. But turns out, it was for a sick kid, for a transfusion. See? Things ain’t always what they seem. Just like that time I thought I was buyin’ a new dress, but it turned out to be a tablecloth. Happen to the best of us, I tell ya.
Oh, and there’s somethin’ ’bout a prison escape too. Some fella escaped from prison up in New York. Not sure how that fits in, but it’s part of the story, I guess. Maybe he’s the killer? Maybe he’s got somethin’ to do with Roman? Like I said, it’s a real mess.
So, that’s the gist of it. This “Natural Born Storyteller” episode, it’s got dead kids, suspicious cops, prison breaks, and all sorts of drama. It’s like a soap opera, but with more guns. And it’s got that Voight fella, always stirrin’ up trouble. He’s like that one rooster in the henhouse, always causing a ruckus. And you know what? Even with all the confusion, I still enjoyed it. Just like I enjoy a good cup of coffee in the morning, even if it’s a little burnt.
They gonna make a new season too, they say. Twelfth season, can ya believe it? Must be doin’ somethin’ right, I reckon. Though I still don’t understand half of what they’re saying with all that police talk. But that’s alright, I ain’t too old to learn, just like I learned how to use that there computer thingy, though it still gives me a headache sometimes.
Tags: [Chicago P.D., Natural Born Storyteller, Roman, Burgess, Voight, crime drama, TV series, season 3, murder investigation, police procedural]
