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Hey, Ms. O'Donnell.
Hi, it's Megan Hamilton.

Sorry for calling so early, but the gate
code your assistant gave me doesn't work.

So, please, call me if you still
want me to make your breakfast.

Damn it, damn it.

Who are u? What do you want from me?

911. What is your emergency?

Help me...

Ma'am, you're going to have to speak up.

I'm dispatching units to your
location. Please remain on the line.

I've got one female down. Let's secure
the premises. See if anyone's in the house.

Miss, can you hear me? Can
you tell us what happened?

She has a penetrating wound to the back.

She's lost a lot of blood.

Pupils are sluggish. Nonreactive.
She's going into shock.

- Clear.
- Got to get it packed.

The house is clear.

- Stay with us.
- Diminished breath sounds.

I'm starting oxygen. Stay
with me, sweetie. Here we go.

It's gonna be all right. That's it.

We need to start a line.

Stay with us.

She's hypotensive.

Let's get some fluids in her.

- Line's in.
- Okay.

Pulse is weak and thready.
She's not going to make it.

Let's get her out of here.

We need to get her to the
E.R.now. We need the gurney.

I got her head. Okay, go.

One, two, three.

BP's dropping. We've got to
stabilize her before it's too late.

So, who is our victim, Mr. Wolfe?

The victim is Megan Hamilton.

And according to the neighbors, she
lives alone, she keeps to herself.

What is her condition?

Hospital lists her condition as
critical, but between you and me,

I don't think she's going to make it.

Mr. Wolfe, does this appear
to be a robbery to you?

No. All the electronics were
untouched. The jewelry's all in place.

Other than that, the place is trashed.

- Then it could be personal.
- Yeah.

The attacker came in through an
open window in... in the back.

Horatio, there is a
bullet hole in this wall.

And here's why.

Two rounds have been
fired from this weapon.

She shot at her attacker.
One bullet's in the wall.

Where's the other one?

Maybe her attacker took it with him.

You know what? I've got directional
blood drops leading towards that door.

Follow the trail, please.

No! No! No! No! Good dog!
Good dog! Good dog! Good dog!

Hey, hey, hey, relax. Relax.

Good boy. Just relax.

Sit down. Relax, okay?

You want a bone? There you go. Jeez.

Yeah, hi, this is Officer Wolfe.

Can I get, uh... can I get Animal
Control downt the Hamilton crime scene?

The sooner the better. Thanks.

All right, I have stolen this can of
mineral spirits from our maintenance guy.

So I say if he comes looking for
it, we throw Wolfe under the bus.

It's for a good cause.

I also talked to Natalia.

All of the blood on the knife we
found and the floor belongs to Megan.

She didn't find any from the attacker.

So she didn't shoot him after all.

No, it doesn't look that way.

Hey, what are you doing? That's
going to destroy the print.

The only way to lift this
print is to destroy it.

When I tried to dust the blade
before, the powder wouldn't take,

and I realized that the print
was trapped under a layer of wax.

- Who waxes a knife?
- Collectors.

They use a product called
Renaissance Wax to preserve antiques.

So whoever applied it, would
have left behind a print.

Yep. That's why I needed this
solvent to remove the wax.

Luckily, you know,
fingerprint oils corrode metal.

Oh, I get it. You apply a charge to the
blade and then add a conductive powder.

Exactly. Hopefully the powder
attracts the fingerprint.

As you may have deduced, Mr.
Garrity, we've recovered your knife.

Finally.

I was beginning to think
you guys were ignoring me.

What do you mean by that?

You're kidding me, right?

I reported that knife stolen a week ago.

Along with a dozen other items
from my ancient Rome collection.

Stolen?

Yeah. Well, that's why I'm here, right?

Where did you find it?

In Megan Hamilton's house.

I knew it. I knew she was the one.

Why do you say that?

Megan is my personal chef.

She cooks dinner for
me three times a week.

Just before the items went missing,
I caught her handling the knife.

She said it belonged in a museum.

Did you confront her about the theft?

Yeah. She denied it, of course.

She was stabbed with
that knife this morning.

Hold on. You don't think I did that.

Well, it makes sense.

She steals your stuff, you go back
to get it, then you punish her.

Why on earth would I stab an employee
with a Roman dagger worth $75,000.

It does have a very sharp blade.

So, what do you think?

He went back to Megan's house to get his
knife and ended up stabbing her with it?

That's why nothing else was taken. And that's why
she owns a gun. She knew she needed protection.

Yeah, but that just doesn't make sense.

She's got a successfulusiness, her friends
says she loves her job, why would she steal?

Well, she's surrounded by Garrity's wealth.
Maybe she thinks she deserves what he's got.

Maybe.

Even so, I do think it's important to
remember that she's the victim in this case.

Yeah, well, I hope our victim can
shed a little light on the situation.

-Megan's awake?
- Yeah, she's stable.

Horatio's on his way over.

You.

I saw you in my house.
You're the police officer.

How are you feeling?

My dog...

I left her chained up in the yard.

Can you please feed her?

She's in good hands.

Did you catch the guy
that did this to me?

Miss Hamilton, Patrick Garrity claims
that you took valuables from him.

I don't understand.

Well, the knife that you were stabbed with,
he claims belongs to him, and that you took it.

I was just stabbed within an inch
of my life and you think I'm a thie

Have you considered that maybe
the person that did this to me

was just trying to rob me?

I have.

Did you check the kitchen? I'm a
person chef. My clients pay me in cash.

There's a box... of money...

in a drawer... under the bar.

That's why you own a gun.

Right, the gun. I shot him.

He should be injured.

The problem is, is that your blood
is the only blood we recovered.

That's impossible. I know I shot him.

Please... go to the
kitchen, look for the money.

I'm telling you the truth.

Yeah, no. I know she said she shot the
guy, but the only blood we found was hers.

Yes, I'm going to look for
the hidden cash in the drawer.

All right, I'll see you in five.

Hey, Eric. I think Megan
was telling the truth.

You're making a big mistake. I'm
a police officer. Don't do this.

Hey, I heard a gate slam. What happened?

The attacker came back.

What do you mean the
attacker came back? You okay?

I need some gauze.

Hey, Calleigh, talk to me. Are you okay?

Yeah, I'm fine. He put the bag
over my head and he took my weapon.

- Made me drop the evidence.
- What do you need me to do?

- I need you to get me some gauze, please.
- All right.

Gauze is in here?

Yeah.

Put it in there.

All right, here.

I couldn't see him, but I could smell
him.Scents are invisible to the eye,

but they're really just volatile chemicals
that are floating through the air.

Any leftover scent from the bag will be
absorbed by the gauze and we can analyze that.

- Sounds like a long shot.
- It's all we've got.

Officer Wolfe? Mindy
from Animal Control.

Hey, how you doing?
What can I do for you?

Uh, look, I don't know anything about
solving crimes or whatever, but this dog...

Oh, yeah, the one that tried to make my face
look like a Picasso painting this morning.

- Yeah, I think there's something you should see.
- Okay.

- The-the dog's out cold, right? -
She's sedated. She can't hurt you.

Yeah, I knew that.

Okay, when I performed a general
examination, I discovered this.

Oh, yeah, there's
something between her teeth.

What is that, a piece of cloth?

I heard that the dog might
have chased off your attacker.

Thought maybe she took a bite
out of him at the same time.

Well, I'll tell you what, Mindy...

I think you do know
something about solving crime.

Aromatic polyamide.

It's a synthetic fiber used
to make bulletproof clothing.

You mean, like Kevlar?

Uh, not exactly.Bulletproof clothing
is for fashionable criminals:

gangsters, drug dealers,
even a few hip-hop stars.

The material, it's lighter, more versatile,
but still capable of protecting against gunfire.

Now, you said a dog ripped this
off Megan Hamilton's attacker?

- Yes.
- That's quite the pooch.

Do you think maybe the dog got
lucky, caught a loose thread?

This material is five
times stronger than steel.

There's just no way it
should be able to tear.

What if a bullet hit it first?

The weave could be compromised by
that kind of excessive force, yeah.

Megan said that she fired two shots at her
attacker, but we never recovered the second bullet.

Sounds like she hit her target.

That would also mean she was telling
Horatio the truth at the hospital.

Have you got any idea where
they sell bulletproof clothing?

I haven't a shred of an idea.

According to this, a designer named Zoe Belle
owns the patented formula for bulletproof clothing.

Where does she sell it?

She doesn't. It's not
available to the public yet.

Then how did Megan's attacker get it?

Jab, jab, cross. Jab, jab.
Let's add the uppercut. Good.

Ms. Belle's very busy right now.
Can you please come back later?

Oh, I think she'll find time for us.

I could schedule something for you next
week. She's about to launch her line.

Zoe Belle, please?

I'm sorry, Miss Belle.

Tony, Allison, give me a minute.

Thank you, ma'am.

To what do I owe this honor, officers?

We need to know if you employ
a chef named Megan Hamilton.

No, that doesn't ring a bell.

We ask because Megan
was stabbed this morning.

We found a piece of your
bulletproof fabric at the scene.

That's impossible. It's not
available to the general public yet.

I've oy given a few samples
to celebrity clients.

Okay, we're gonna need
a list of those names.

Yeah, I can't do that.

M-My clients demand the utmost privacy.

We can always come back with a warrant.

That won't be necessary.

If you must know, I did have a few
things stolen from me a couple weeks back.

Was there any forced entry?

I have a top-of-the-line
security system here.

Only someone that knows
the codes can get in.

And who are the people
that have the codes?

Everyone on my staff.

Excuse me. Do you see that?

Yes, I do.

That's the paparazzi.

Natalia, please.

Excuse me?

Doing a little sightseeing?

Name's Cameron West.

Just here for shots of Zoe
Belle's celebrity clientele.

You mind if I take a look?

Uh, yeah, actually, I do.

Uh, taking pictures isn't illegal.

Yes, but trespassing is.

Can I have your camera, please?

You can come with us.

Hey, I heard you got a warrant to
go through that paparazzi's pictures.

Yeah, I did. I'm just
opening them up now.

If he wasn't there for celebrities,
let's figure out what he was really doing.

Here's Zoe Belle with,
uh, Natalia and Horatio.

There's her mansion.

Wait a minute, that's Patrick Garrity.

Both he and Belle reported break-ins.

I think that's what we're gonna find
with most of the mansions in these photos.

Yeah, well, if Cameron West is casing houses, I
don't know how that's connected to Megan Hamilton.

She's hardly rich or famous.

Yeah, neither do I. She's
not in any of these photos.

See if you can find her.

That's Calleigh.

Oh, yeah. Who's that guy she's with?

A horse trainer from Bayside Downs.

Remember the horse owner that
got shot in his luxury suite?

So, Cameron West took
pictures of a famous horse.

Or the trainer.

Hey, but what's, uh, what's
the date on that picture?

It's two months ago.

All right, let's keep looking.

Looks like you got some competition.

What do you mean?

Come on, Eric, I see how you and Calleigh
ignore each other at crime scenes.

You don't know what
you're talking about.

Yeah, whatever, man.

Hold on a second, take a look at this.

He's not just taking photos of Calleigh.

He's taking photos of all of us.

How about Megan Hamilton?
She catch you casing houses?

I don't even know who that is.

I get paid to photograph rich people.

It's not my fault they're being robbed.

Why don't you drop the
paparazzi act, West?

I know it's just a cover.

What about him? Hmm? What about them?

Look familiar? What about her?

Since when is it your job
to keep tabs on police?

Are you gonna charge me with something?

Why don't you tell me who you're
working for and maybe I'll let you go?

You're a real piece
of work, Officer Delko.

Just like your father.

Tell me who you're working for.

I'm afraid my benefactor
prefers to remain anonymous.

Not for long.

Get out of here.

- Eric.
- H.

Cameron West is taking
pictures of our whole team.

And he knows about my father.

I think he's working for the Russians.

Did he mention Ivan Sarnoff?

No. No, he didn't.
What do you want to do?

We're gonna put him on notice.

It started. You don't even know it.
Your team is falling apart. You
even know where they are. I do.

Orange is your color, Ivan.

Can't get enough of me, Caine?

Thank you.

Still in charge?

You think I rule the
jungle from inside the cage?

You're photographing my people, Ivan.

I'm running my business.

And if that means getting your
people out of my way, so be it.

Your people take unnecessary risks.

My people do what I tell them.

Yes, is that a fact?

Did you know, Ivan, that one of your people
attacked a young girl and she's in the hospital?

I know nothing of that.

So, you're not in command.

Lieutenant, you can't prevent
what's about to happen.

Neither can you, Ivan.

We'll talk soon.

What's going on? You wanted to see me?

Yeah, we're being watched.

- Somebody knows about us?
- No. Not you and me.

Our entire team; we're all in danger.

Who took these?

One of Ivan Sarnoff's people.
This is serious, Calleigh.

Sarnoff put a target on us.

He's trying to intimidate us,
the way they do in Mexico City.

This way he can take the run of Miami.

- That's Terrance.
- Yeah. That's your horse trainer friend.

- He might be in danger, too.
- I should call him.

Yeah. Yeah, you should call him.

That was one afternoon.
You know that, right?

Then why's his number
in your cell phone?

I don't know. It was before you and me.

Can we talk about this tonight?

- Yeah, we'll talk about it later.
- Okay.

Did you figure out Cameron
West's role in the burglaries?

Well, it's a genius scheme.

Cameron West takes photos of the
mansions and the help coming and going.

He follows the help to get to the rich.

And the help have the access codes...

They can come and go as they please.

Just like Megan Hamilton did
with Patrick Garrity's house.

She goes to his house, cooks for
him and scouts out his valuables.

Right. West used Megan to get
to Garrity and steal his knife.

Okay, well, maybe he did that
with all of her rich clients.

He follows her, he gets the access codes
and then he tries to kill her to cover it up.

See, the only problem with your theory is
that Megan Hamilton never worked for Zoe Belle

or any of the other burglary victims.

Okay, so we're missing a
big piece of the puzzle here.

Whoa, wait, wait, wait,
go back. Yeah, go back one.

That's Zoe Belle's trainer. Right?

So, what's he doing
with Patrick Garrity?

Is he in any of the other pictures?

Hold on, let me use the
facial recognition software.

He's worked at every single
one of the burglarized houses.

He's the one.

He's the common denominator,
not Megan Hamilton.

You want to drive, or should I?

Tony Ramirez?

Sorry, he's got to go.

Hold on, guys, give me a second.

Mr. Ramirez, what happened?

Some guy jumped me in my apartment.

Stabbed me; came out of nowhere.

Well, do you know what he was after?

No, I just came from Zoe's.

I got paid for a month;
I had a lot of cash on me.

Okay. Did you, uh, get
a chance to see his face?

No, it happened too fast.

Can you give us anything that
we might use to identify him?

I'm sorry. I wish I had more.

Uh, hey, guys, can you hold up? I'm just
gonna take a look at it myself. Thanks.

Shouldn't you stitch me up first?

It'll just take a sec.

Did you fight off your attacker?

- Yeah, as much as I could.
- He's a pretty tough guy.

I imagine if someone attacked you from the
front, there'd be a pretty decent struggle, right?

Yeah, it's a struggle, big-time.

It's funny though, 'cause your
hands tell a different story.

There's no defensive
wounds from the knife cut.

And those stab wounds right
there... pretty shallow.

Matter of fact, I'd say that
they're kind of hesitant.

Yeah, pretty hesitant.

What does that mean?

What that means is that you're a moron.

Why would I do that?

'Cause you want to avoid being arrested.

But now you're just gonna delay
being arrested. See how that works?

What I'm gonna do is accompany
Mr. Ramirez to the hospital,

gehim patched up, and
then take him to MDPD.

Perfect.

You can't prove I stabbed myself.

But we can prove you're part
of a scheme to rob your clients.

When you showed up at Zoe's, I knew it
wasn't gonna be long before you were on to me.

So I stabbed myself.

I had to do something
to throw you guys off.

So you participated in these burglaries.

I made sure the house was
empty when the break-ins happen.

In return, I got a piece of the profits.

Let's try for five miles today.

Sounds hard.

You want to be a size two, don't you?

- Tony, did you attack Megan Hamilton?
- No.

Megan was never part of the plan.

But the guys I was working with,
they promised me no one would be hurt.

Who are you working for?

There are two guys.

One would take pictures...

the other would steal the stuff.

Is that one of them?

I'm not saying another word.

And I don't blame you, Tony.

Hey, I got your call. Have you
figured out who your attacker is yet?

I'm just analyzing the scent now.

All signs point to either
Cameron West or his partner.

I'm hoping that this is gonna
be able to narrow it down.

The main component is...

silver sulfadiazine.

That's an antibiotic cream.
It's used mainly to treat burns.

Or bites.

That means Megan Hamilton's dog bit off more
than just clothing, she got a piece of flesh, too.

Yeah, but Ryan said he didn't
find blood on any of the clothes,

so how are we gonna
figure out who got bit?

I'm gonna call Animal Control. I'll
process the dog from head to toe.

- Great.
- We're gonna get this guy, Calleigh.

Oh, here she is.

She's wet.

Oh, uh, well, I just finished
giving her a bath when you called.

What do you need her for?

Uh, I was hoping to
processer for evidence.

Sorry, uh, I didn't know.

Hey, it's not your fault.

Uh, maybe, uh, maybe we
can still pump her stomach.

she went an hour ago, and it's
already been scooped and disposed of.

All right. I guess it's back
to the drawing board. Thanks.

Uh, no, wait, hold on. I-I got her
collar and bone. Maybe they can help.

Here.

Yeah, these two.

- That's great. Thank you.
- Yeah.

Got a little blood here.

Could be from another dog--
they fight all the time.

Well, let's see.

It's human.

Don't even think about it.

Get your hands in the air right now.

Keep those hands in the air.

This is our guy--
he's got my gun.

I noticed that cut on your
hand. Where did you get it?

I was helping my neighbor
move some furniture.

You sure it's not from a dog bite?

You sure you didn't get
it from Megan's house?

I don't know this woman you speak of.

I was never in her home.

You were there not once but twice.

You came back, destroyed evidence
and held my own gun to my head.

Why did you attack the
girl? That's not your MO.

It was not my intention to hurt her.

She wasn't supposed to be home.

Sorry for calling so early, but, uh, the
gate code your assistant gave me doesn't work.

Call me if you still want
me to make your breakfast.

What about your partners,
Tony and Cameron?

I don't know. He never knew
what I did. I got greedy.

Went after the girl's cash
toill up my own pockets.

Millions of dollars of stolen
goods just wasn't enough for you.

Goods have to be sold and
money divided among others.

Hook him up, put him in
that car over there, please.

Arresting me is not wise, Lieutenant.

We'll see about that, Sergei.

Gun! Everybody get down!

Where is he? Where is he?

Across the water, in the trees!

Horatio, you okay?

Yeah, Cameron West just made bail.

Well, I'm gonna track him down, see if I can't
figure out what he knows about the shooting.

Yeah. Okay, bye.

Do you need any help?

Calleigh's heading back to
the lab with the bullets.

Where is Wolfe?

Last I heard, he was on his way
to talk to that photographer.

- Call him, Eric. - I
did-- he wasn't picking up.

Call him again.

This is not a negotiation.

Each time you refuse...

we take something away.

I'm not going to tell you anything...

so you can go to hell.

Go to hell!