Just when the Squad has begun to make real headway against the murders plaguing Houston’s Latino neighborhoods, a new, more sinister threat emerges. The Cartels have arrived in Houston – and they’re leaving a trail of bodies in their wake.
Officer Jaime Escalante, photographed with drugs retrieved from Ciudad de Cucuta.
– Courtesy, Jaime Escalante
Forty years after it was founded, the Chicano Squad was almost completely forgotten. In our final episode, a look at how a dedicated few made sure the Squad’s legacy would live on, and questions about what we can learn from them today.
After twenty years, the Chicano Squad had an extraordinary 91% clearance rate. But there were some cases where justice eluded even them.
Bobby Gatewood used to be one of the Chicano Squad’s stars, until temptations led him to make bad choices that got him suspended indefinitely. Benched and in financial free fall, how far will Bobby go to try and change his fortune?
The Chicano Squad has handled cartels, kidnappings, and cop killers. But can they handle corruption from within?
When two little girls go missing in Texas, only 11 days apart, it’s a race against the clock to bring them home safely. One will have the attention of the entire country – the other has the Chicano Squad.
Officer Jaime Escalante’s tenacious investigative style and work with confidential informants has earned him the fear and respect of the Colombian cartels. But when a police officer is murdered, finding the killers will mean more than just going up against drug dealers – he’ll have to stand up to other police officers, too.
On their first day, the six Latino police officers who will become the Chicano Squad are handed a stack of fifty-two whodunits. These are murder cases with no leads and no hope. Until now
Growing up in the barrio, with brothers on the wrong side of the law, Cecil Mosqueda had every reason to distrust the police. He became a cop to prove there was a better way. But in the wake of José Campos Torres’ death, his loyalties to his badge and his community will be tested like never before.
When the officers involved in the drowning of José Campos Torres get off with little more than a slap on the wrist and a dollar fine, decades of racial tensions explode in what would come to be known as the Moody Park Riot. With its back against the wall, HPD needs to try something new.
Forty years ago, the body of 23-year-old José Campos Torres was discovered in the waters of Buffalo Bayou. The city of Houston would never be the same.