wall and smashes it on the floor. Vic then watches in horror as Ronnie Gardocki, his last remaining friend, is placed under arrest. Gardocki is informed that Vic took the deal with ICE and confessed to everything the Strike Team did as part of his immunity deal, leaving Ronnie to take the fall for all of it and be sent to prison. Enraged and devastated that Vic lied to him and sold him out, Ronnie screams profanity at Vic as the former is handcuffed and led away. Vic explains that he thought Corrine was in trouble and did not think he had a choice. As his former colleagues eye him with frigid loathing, Wyms dismisses Vic. Vic leaves the precinct for the last time in disgrace. Epilogue Frightened by what actions Vic may take for her attempts to send him to prison, Vic's ex-wife Corinne pleads with Wyms for protection from him. In response, they approach ICE Agent Olivia Murray and advise her that taking Vic's children away was the best means of hurting him. Corinne and the children disappear into the Witness Protection Program. In the aftermath, Vic begs for the opportunity to say goodbye to his children. Unmoved, Agent Murray responds, "You said goodbye to them the moment you shot another cop in the face." Realizing that the deal includes no stipulations about the capacity in which ICE must employ Vic, Murray vows to make his three years at the agency as unpleasant as possible by severely curtailing his duties. Vic is assigned to a desk job, forbidden to carry a weapon while on duty, and required to write a 10-page report every day and submit to weekly drug testing. She makes it clear to Vic that any violation of the rules set for him will cause his immunity deal to be withdrawn. Sitting in a cubicle and isolated from his family and former colleagues, Vic decorates his desk with pictures of his three children from his marriage with Corinne, and a photo of himself drinking beer with Lemansky. There are no photos of Shane, Ronnie, or Corinne. Hearing police sirens, Mackey looks out the office window. Returning to his desk, Vic's eyes fill with tears as he stares at the photographs of his children. Suddenly his face contorts into a snarl. Vic removes his pistol from his lockbox, smiles, then holsters it beneath his shirt and walks