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( people laughing )

Excuse me, ma'am.

Excuse me.

Ma'am?

So nobody
noticed anything?

She turned and burned
like everyone else around here.

Last person waited
on her around 2:30.

Hotel policy--

never wake
a guest poolside.

Okay, so where are
the attendants now?

The entire shift's waiting
inside.

All righty.

Looks like a dried roast.

We got a bullet wound
to the back of the head here.

Sniper?

No, I think I see
a stellate wound,

so that makes it close range.

Publicly.

Who would risk
a murder like this

in front of all these people
in broad daylight?

Someone who wanted
to make it public.

Guy's got to be crazy.

Not that crazy.

He got our attention.

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On the road of life

there are passengers
and there are drivers.

Well, she traveled light.

But well.

$300 Helen Kaminski tote bag.

Ooh, and look at her ring.

Yes, an emerald.

Cleopatra's favorite gem.

Oval cut, too.

Shark's choking on everything.

The grid search offered up
six sprinkler heads,

a bottle cap, and a spoon.

Bottom line, no casings.

So either the shooter
used a revolver

or they were smart enough
to pick up the cartridge.

Alex, can you characterize
the wound?

Definite searing.

Barrel to skin?

This may have been
an execution.

Or a very good imitation.

It seems real to me.

It's the victim that's wrong.

You mean female?

Mm-hmm.

See you back at the post,
ladies.

Nice going.

Caine?

Mm-hmm.

Front desk says

the victim's name
was Gloria Tynan.

She regular or strange?

She checks into the penthouse
suite every Tuesday

with a guy.

Nobody knows his name.

Okay, so let's keep
the cleaning crew out of there

until my guys get here.

There's more.

Her hotel bill's always paid
in cash.

Paid for a penthouse in cash,

and yet we only found
ten dollars in her purse.

First she checked out,
then went to the pool.

Front desk says it's
part of her routine.

Wasn't routine today, was it?

Hey, check it out.

We on TV?

No, it's Alex.

It's a crime scene.
We were just down there.

That means that
security might have caught

our shooter in the act.

Yeah, I got to get my hands
on today's footage.

Hey, there's no way

you're getting out
of processing

this hotel room with me.

Why would I try
to do that?

I love hotel rooms.

Body fluids everywhere.

Good. Glove up.

( bell dings )

Movies on command,
got a full bar.

It's definitely
the way to go.

Something tells me
the mini-bar

isn't the reason
to come up here.

Yeah.

Bed's made.

Maybe they did it
on the spread.

Hey, I got a partial here.

Gonna be thousands of those.

Yeah, this one had a glaze.

Might be fresh.

Got some porn here.

Get out of here.

A girl that hot?

Guy had to be a Viagra case.

So the suspect's
probably over 40.

You know what, I'm going to go
watch those surveillance tapes.

Don't digitize that one
by mistake.

Okay, gentlemen,
I'm going to need y'all

to show me your hands.

I'll show you anything you want.

Well, aren't you accommodating?

What's this for?

There was a woman
who was murdered

on y'all's shift,
poolside.

Is this yours?

Yeah.

It's pretty.

It's delicate.

You don't have a tan line.

I only wear it
at the end of my shift.

After you take it off a victim?

She has black crystal earrings
that match.

Look, it was laying
on her towel, okay?

I didn't touch her.

You don't have to touch somebody
to shoot them.

Possible intercourse.

I collected samples.

Okay. Let's look for DNA
from a potential suspect.

And what about
the gunshot wound?

Turns out it's two.

Clustered.

Pros tap twice.

Up close and personal,
don't they?

Then we are dealing with a pro.

Shooter pressed the barrel
against her skull,

jerks from the first impact,
fires again.

( two gunshots )

Two bullets.

Along with this.

Rubbery consistency.

Hmm.

I'm going to get this to Trace.

Anything steel or metal, Alex?

Such as?

Maybe like from a suppressor.

Suppressor would explain
why nobody at the pool

heard the big bang-bang--
but no, just lead.

Okay, her ten card,
as soon as you can.

If you tell me your theory.

Okay, pretty girl, two taps
to the back of the head.

Worlds collide.

Hi. I have a suspect
I'd like you to visit.

He swiped our
lady's wristwatch
at the pool.

Homicide has him in holding.

Okay. It looks like you may have

a minor-league thief
on your hands.

Really?

Yeah, pending evidence.

( cell phone ringing )

Excuse me. Duquesne.

Yeah, okay.

I'll be there as soon
as I can break away.

Thank you.

I need you
to take a look

at the bullets we extracted
from the victim.

Sure thing.

Particular attention

to the striations.

Do you mind if I run

a quick errand before I do?

No.

Okay. Thanks.

How do you like that Agramonte
color surveillance?

Not your average
liquor store security.

$250,000 digital system.

Just pulled it off DAT.

Here's your victim--
Gloria Tynan.

She's spending a weekday
lounging by the pool

at the Agramonte.

What am I doing here?

You're making a difference
in your community.

That's the last visual of her,
from any angle.

Okay, so the cabana hides her.

Next time we see her,

she's being carried out
in a body bag.

But, you can tell

she asks the attendant
for a phone.

Which one is he?

Hugo.

Simpkins in Trace said that
we didn't find any GSR

on any of the pool guys.

Is that a cell phone
on the ground?

Zoom, zoom, zoom.

Why would she ask

for a hotel land line

when she's got a cell phone
next to her?

Battery dead?

I don't think so.

I'm going to get into it.

Study every pixel.

Hey, Dana.

Thank you.

( mumbling a song )

Hey, Dad.

Lambchop...
look at you.

Here I am.

Yeah.

Were you singing songs
for the customers?

Oh, well, nothing

that they haven't
ardently requested of me.

How about I give you
a ride home?

I walked here.

Well, I realize that, Dad.

How about you walk me
out to my car?

Why, certainly.

Okay.

Goodnight, all.

A gentlemen may never refuse

the request of a lady.

Let your old dad

take you out to dinner.

We'll go to that restaurant
in Coral Gables

that your mama's
always talking about.

I can't, Dad.
I'm working.

Now?

Yeah. Get in the car.

I've got to go
back to CSI.

You know, you are
much too pretty

to work as hard as you do.

I know you think
you just paid me

a big old compliment, but...

But nothing. You are.

Beautiful since
the day you were born.

Beautiful girl.

Okay, come on.

I'll let you sit
in the front.

I miss you, Calleigh.

I'm here right now, Dad.

Getting a hit off
of our victim's ten card?

AFIS.

Got lots of partials.

I'm still trying
to make sense of them.

CAINE:
Look at this.

Regal Harbor Boat Tours.

Place of employment.

That's weird.
I've never seen that

on a general file before.

Gloria's been flagged.

What? Why?

I don't know.
Take a look at this.

These are our
friends in DC.

That's a 202 area code.

Yeah, you want me
to contact them?

You know what? I think we just
did, by accessing this file.

It's cross-referenced.

Could be DEA, FBI...

I figure we got
about two hours

before we get a visit
by somebody in a suit

and a pair of Ray-Bans.

( gunshots )

Knock, knock, knock.

Everything okay?

Yeah, it's fine.

You sure?

Sometimes it's difficult
to have family.

Sometimes,
it's more difficult not to.

True.

Okay.

Interesting striations?

DUQUESNE:
I fired these projectiles
out of a standard .22,

like the one
they used on Gloria.

A single set
of striations.

But the ones
pulled out of Gloria...

...have two sets.

Okay.

Confirming silencer.
Yes, but it was
a weird one.

You know that substance

you sent to Trace?

It was Neoprene.

So this is what
I think happened.

Well, I mean, you know,

anyone with half a brain
can build a silencer,

so the suspect
attached metal tubing

to the end of the barrel,

and then filled the
suppressor tube around it

with bronze, wool,
and lithium grease

to dissipate any
expulsion of gasses

and to keep
the explosion down,

and then, finally,
capped it all off

with a black Neoprene washer.

So you have one set
of striations from the barrel,

another set from the silencer,

and then, finally,
the washer fragments

to keep any sound
from sneaking out.

Did you run
these bullets through IBIS?

I did.

And the first set of striations
matches an unsolved

four-year-old armed robbery
in Uleta.

Uleta?

Who was the case detective?

Your sister-in-law.

( quiet chuckle )

Family.

Hi.

Hi.

Um...

I'll meet you at my desk.

Okay.

Here's the file
you called me about.

You remember this case?

Oh, yeah.

Savings and loan in Uleta.

Two suspects, ski masks,

twenty-twos,

terrorized the tellers
and got away with 600 K in cash.

How about eyewitnesses?

Teller noticed a dark mole
on one of the suspect's neck.

Only other one brave enough

to look at them
was a security guard.

They shot him in the head.

Twice.

Father of three.

I really wanted
to give his widow something.

A year and half later,
I can't even bring her a name.

I think I may be able to.

Somebody slapped a silencer

on the weapon
that was used in your robbery,

and yesterday,
at the Agramonte Hotel,

the same MO
was used to execute a woman.

Yeah, I saw that on the news.

A lot of people did.

You're thinking this
is some kind of a wake-up call?

From one of the guys
who pulled my S&L job.

I think there's a chance of it.

Okay, what's the vic's name?

She's been
flagged by Washington,

so I can only tell you
who she isn't.

This is going to help.

So thank you.

Gloria Tynan
of Miami-Dade county,

her only court appearance is for
a noise complaint over her dog,

a schitzu named Toodles.

A few speeding tickets.

Car?

Dodge Neon.

And a one-carat emerald.

She also reported a theft
a half year ago at her job.

Regal Harbor Boat Tours,
I'm guessing.

Mm-hmm.

Turns out Jeff Gabler's father
owns the place,

runs a day tour
to the Keys and back.

Wait a second.

Jeff Gabler,
Lieutenant Gabler from Narco?

Yeah.

Anyway, she filed a report, said
someone lifted her wallet.

Cops never found the guy.

That's because there is no guy.

We are being detoured

into the land of make-believe.

You're talking about the Feds?

When they put you
under protection,

for whatever reason,

they make up a backstory based
on cops, and cops' families.

Because they'll keep
the story straight.

( cell phone ringing )

Hold on a second.
Horatio.

Hey, I'm at the hotel checking
the, uh, phone records here.

And there's one call
that Gloria Tynan made

from a poolside
phone, land line.

I figured there's some reason
she didn't use her cell.

Okay, that's because
she didn't want anybody to know.

Right, so I cross-checked it,
and I got an address.

Coconut Grove,
2420 Lyons Avenue.

Okay, nice work.
I'll call Hagen.

All right.

HAGEN:
Yesterday afternoon, a woman

by the name of Gloria Tynan
was murdered.

Do you know her?

No.

I... I don't think so, why?

We traced a phone call

that she made from
the Agramonte Hotel

to your address.

I don't know...

where you got that name.

Gloria.

It's Gina.

This is my daughter.

I haven't seen her
in over a year.

HAGEN:
But you knew she lived
here in Miami, didn't you?

I didn't know where.

Because she couldn't tell you.

Did she have a man in her life?

She was...

seeing this guy
in Pennsylvania...

Did you know his name?

She just...
always called him her boyfriend.

Showered her
with gifts.

He tried to buy me.

I didn't like that.

But you made an exception in
this case.

I notice you're wearing
the same ring she did.

He made me feel...

if I didn't take it,
that he would be offended.

Maybe even...

hurt me or Gina.

Um, I'm, I, I...

I don't know how to explain it.

I think you just did
a very nice job

Do you have the box
the ring came in?

I... I can look.

You move in recently,
Mrs. Cusak?

Three months ago.

Gina sent me a letter
in Philly

asking me
to move to Florida.

Even helped with the rent.

I told her this house
was way over my head.

Look at all this glass.

But you didn't see her?

She calls me every Tuesday.

Same time.

Promised that...

she was going to be able
to see me soon.

On that cordless phone?

Why?
What's wrong with the phone?

Nothing at all.

Can you find
who did this to Gina?

I'm going to do my best.

And this...

is really going to help.

Okay?

It was a legitimate question,
the cordless.

One we already had
the answer to.

Why add to the lady's guilt?

Mm-hmm! Town car,

tinted windows--
take a guess.

Fan belt inspectors?

Nope, U.S. Marshals witness
protection baby-sitters.

( chuckles )

I guess I couldn't help but
notice your car over here.

U.S. Deputy Marshal Ardine.

Marshal, I just got this
off Gina Cusak's mom.

I was going to run it
for prints on the boyfriend,

but after all
is said and done,

it would just spit out
background info...

from your imagination.

Right?

All part
of protecting our witness.

Yes, from Philly, deals in swag.

I think I have an idea,

but why don't you tell me how
Gina ties in to your witness?

Let's just say he's a married
man, and she's not his wife.

So you put his mistress

into the program,
but didn't protect her.

We protected her.

Gave her a new identity, a job,
a new life near our primary.

It's not our fault
she broke protocol,

contacted her mother,
dragged her down from Philly.

Should have checked mom's phone.

Did.

House has a secure land line.

Single cordless phone.

So Gina's killer

sat out here with a receiver,

and picked up the radio waves
from the cordless

and tracked her
to the Agramonte Hotel.

So you guys slipped up
and Gina paid.

Nice going.

Hey!

Don't go digging
around this, huh?

We don't want
our witness spooked.

A professional hit

was made on a girl
that he brought to Miami.

So maybe
he got bored with her,

and maybe I'll find
his prints on this.

Either way, I'll get him next.

You're way off.

Left field.

Am I?

Marshal?

Is that why you're here?

That's two.

( sighs )

One still out there.

Knock, knock, knock.

Hey. Red one in the middle
is from the gift box.

It's the only one
that didn't belong
to Gina or her mom.

'Kay, what about the hotel?

All these little green ones.

It's pretty messy.

I'm trying to combine them
to get one workable print.

Narrowed it down
to three sets of ten.

But these hotel rooms are going

to force me
into early retirement.

Come on,
I know you're out there.

( beeping )

There it is.

Take it to the house.

Mm, double loop,
minimal distortion.

Let's run it.

( keyboard clacking)
Running it.

( beeping )

Here we go. Edward Hinkle.

Husband to Mary,
father of Jessica.

Social security number,
places of employment,

last four addresses.

What about that 202 Fed number?

That's nice and tidy,
courtesy of Uncle...

Speak of the devil.

Well, if it isn't
the wizard from
behind the curtain.

Marshal Ardine tells me
you're barking up
a dangerous tree.

You wouldn't happen
to know where Edward
Hinkle is, would you?

With us-- preparing to testify
in a federal trial

against his former
drug suppliers.

Oh, yes, against
the Colombians.
He's helping us defeat

a small army we've never had
a chance to get near till now.

Case went nowhere
for three years

till we got Hinkle to squawk.

What about the murder in Uleta

during the robbery
of the savings and loan?

Thank you.

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

18 months ago, two
hard guys popped
a square badge,

made off with the cash,
and you know what they say:

You lie down with the devil,
you wake up in hell.

I didn't know anything
about this, Horatio, I swear.

We poly'd our witness
before we put him under.

He didn't have any outstandings.

Actually, he must
have lied to you,
because he does.

Are you sure about this?

Yeah, I am.
( clears throat )

See this mole right here?

Well, there's an eyewitness
in Uleta that

remembers it
quite well, too.

So, you've got the same gun,
two shots to the head,

just like Gina.

( phone dialing )

Yeah, it's Sackheim.

Checking on the status
of protectee Ed Hinkle.

We've got eyes on him, correct?

All right.

Keep me posted.

Guess we've got
a small wrinkle.

Sounds like it.

He must have seen
your, uh...

hotel hit on the evening news
and took a walk.

So Mr. Hinkle's in the wind?

I'm sure it's just temporary.

U.S. Marshals are on it
right now.

Okay, let's go talk to the wife,
then-- Mrs. Hinkle.

I'm sure you've got her
stashed away somewhere.

Yeah. I'll make some calls.

Good. Come on.

Hey, Claudia.

Can I get my messages, please?

Oh, tulips. Those are beautiful.

I love tulips.

I know.

Hey, Dad!

Hi, sweetie.

Those aren't necessary.

Yes, they are.

Thanks for getting me home.

Take a walk with me.

You know I don't like
to lecture,

because as far as I'm
concerned, everyone
chooses their own path.

I'm just saying, maybe
you should cut back.

I'm going to.

I mean that.

Dad...

I don't expect you
to believe me.

Hey, Cal.

Hey, Tim.

Hi.

All right, well,
I'll let you get back to work.

Okay.

See you.

Thanks for the flowers.

You bet.

We have reason to believe
she was with your husband

just prior to her murder.

Gina?

Gina from Philly?

Yes.

You guys brought her
down here, too?

Her relocation was

arranged also, yes.

I can't believe
she was down here with us.

I can't believe
you did this to me.

Ma'am, I'm with
the Miami Crime Lab
and not the... FBI.

Can you tell me where
your husband might be?

Frank?

( sighs ):
Probably out

spending his cash...
"Ed," ma'am, please.
His alias is "Ed."

We've worked very hard to...

Ed, Frank--

Gotrocks, Mr.
I-deal-in-cash-only, whatever,
all right?

Ma'am, could you talk
about his cash?

He squirreled money away.
What, in addition to the stipend
we gave him to get settled?

He had stacks of money.

I just don't know where.

Did he ever
give you any?
He never did

in Philly-- I don't know why
he would start now.

I sneak it...

out of his wallet
when he's sleeping.

Do you have any on you now?

What if I did?

I could catch him with it.

Tell Frank...

if he hadn't kept Gina...

I never would've done this.

Hi, honey. What are
you up to, huh?

Excuse me.

I'll be right over there.
I have customers.

Hi.

Hi.

What are you working on?

A farm

with cows and a pony
and some lambs.

Mm. It's pretty.

I could draw you one.

Right now I have to go back
to work,

but I could come back
another time

and you could draw me one.

Will you really come back?

You know what?

For you, I'll come back.

Okay?
Okay.

That's a good one.

I've been watching these
pool attendants work.

They all kneel

when they serve
their guests.

None of them
wear sunglasses,

'cause the hotel insists

on establishing eye contact
with the guests.

Except this guy.

No kneeling, lousy tan.

And you're sure it's not Ed
Hinkle, our federal witness.

Nah. I compared it
to his DMV photo.

Watch this guy make his way
over to the cabana.

Now watch his stack of towels.

Each time he ducks
behind the cabana,

he reappears,
there's one less towel.

There's seven left.

Six left.

Five.

Now here's Gina. Watch.

Five still.

Doesn't give her one.

Well, he had
something else for her.

Maybe he left something behind.

( two silenced gunshots )

James Fukes.

Did six years prison
time in Coal Township,
Pennsylvania.

Armed robbery
in Philadelphia.

He hijacked a truckload
full of high-end electronics.

Five-eleven, 185, dark hair.

Well, if you don't
believe the video,

believe the DNA--
he's our shooter.

Okay, let's call up
his known associates.

There are none.

Yes, there are...

but the Feds have deleted them.

You've got to understand
the magnitude

of the Witness Protection
Program.

You've got DOJ, DEA, you've got

the marshals over here
dealing with the paper trail.

We Fibbies,
we just deal with the trial.

Yeah, so not even you knew

that Frank was
Jimmy's old partner.
No.

So... Jimmy Fukes
has the gun they used

in the armed robbery
they pulled together.

Yes, in Uleta--
Jimmy got the gun;
Frank got the money.

And now Jimmy's in town
for his cut of the proceeds.

When you placed Frank
in the Program,

he got out of paying Jimmy.

And by killing Gina, Jimmy sent
a message to Frank to pay up.

And now they're both
in the wind.
Yeah.

And so when we find the money,
we'll find them.

All the bills you got from
Frank's wife--

traces of cotton fiber,
dust, chrysanthemums.

Wait a minute.

You mean like the plant?

Mm-hmm. It's impregnated
in all U.S. paper currency

to reduce bacteria levels.

But this one bill,
bottom of the stack,

it has an additional trace.

A peroxygen compound,
combined with a surfactant.

A synthetic soap.

Add malic acid, you get Virkon.

Exactly. New disinfectant
introduced last year

to combat
cruise-ship viruses.

They use it on all kinds
of boats now, right?

Mm-hmm.

Regal Harbor Boat Tours.

Right.

So Frank asked Gina to
stash his cash at work.

That's why it was only
on one bill.

The bottom one.

So she's in charge of the cash.

When Frank finds out
she's dead...

He jumps on
this afternoon's tour boat

to grab his money.

Round trip to the Keys;
no stops.

So if he makes it on the boat
there's no getting off--

should be back
after the Regal sunset dinner.

Okay, call Hagen and
tell him to meet me there.

What about Sackheim?

Let him sit.

This is the one. Stand by.

Nobody moves until we see him.

Folks, on "go".

Waiting on a visual.

I don't see him.

There he is.

We got him.

( over radio ):
White ball cap. Move!

Oh, hey.
I'm not the Taliban over here.

Sir, you're going to
have to come with us.

What are you talking about?

I was on a cruise.

I was... that's my bag.

You should call
Special Agent Sackheim, FBI.

I'm part of
a high top-secret operation

against some Colombians, huh?

Anti-American drug dealers.

Yeah, you're a real patriot.

Know a savings and loan
that's been missing this.

Let go of my witness.

As soon as he gives me Fukes,
I'll let him go.

He testifies in 48 hours.

This can happen quickly.

If you're proposing
what I think

and Fukes
kills my witness...

Fukes wants his money.

He's not going to touch anybody.

So why don't
you calm down.

( beeping )

( clears throat )

( sighs )

Frank left a message

on Jimmy's home machine
in Philly at what time?

10:58 p.m.

It's 7:30 a.m., people.

If he's here in Miami,
he may never check it.

Okay, he is not vacation.

This is business.

Don't worry,
Jimmy checks his machine

more often than he blinks.

( phone rings )

It's him. Land line.

Keep him on.

This is your friend from Philly.

What are you, Pauly Walnuts?

I know who you are, Frank.

Let's do this.

You screwed me.

And you got my attention.

Pick a place.

You're rolling over on me,
aren't you, Frank?

What, do you think I'm stupid?

( dial tone )

Did we get him?

( typing )

( beeping )

No.

All right.

Frank gave it his best shot.

Come on.

We've got
testimony to run.

Hang on a minute.

Hang on a minute.

My suspect is
still at large.

I want to hear about
Jimmy Fukes.

I might have met him once.

He killed my girlfriend.
What do you want me to say?

I want you to
tell me the truth.

Not the fairy tale
this nitwit gave you.

Tell me the truth;
Jimmy Fukes. Let's go.

( sighs )

I've known him
since kindergarten.

We used to skip school together.

Going down to the arcade,
knock off some gumball machines.

What did you do with the money?

Go to the track, get a
degenerate to bet a race for us.

When we got older,

women, rings...

we both like
the jewel tones.

You bet the smart money?

On the horses?

( chuckles )

No, no, no.

Hey, I bet the winners.

Jimmy still chases the, uh,
the long shots.

Five-to-one or better.

Of course, he never
finds them, but...

People don't change,

do they?

( crowd cheering )

You are a sure bet, Jimmy.

Turf Club after
the seventh.

Where's your car?

Let's look for
Pennsylvania tags. Come on.

CAINE:
Living in your car, Jimmy?

Mmm.

A baby monitor.

So I have kids at home.
So what?

There's only one reason
a wise guy drives around

with a baby monitor.

Of course it's beautiful.

I'm just taking one day
at a time.

One day at a time in paradise.

Come on, Mom, you got to admit
this beats wearing three layers

just to get to your mailbox.

When am I going to see you,
Gina?

You can't see me yet.

I came here to see you.
Where are you?

I'm at the Agramonte right now.

You drove to the hotel,
found her at the pool,

and the costume
party began.

( silenced gunfire )

Is this for the kids
at home, too?

There's 10,000 guns
just like that out there.

You're not going to be able
to prove a thing.

That is a very dumb thing
to say to a CSI.

Now, Jimmy, you capped your
silencer with neoprene.

And trace results
from Gina's autopsy

found rubber in her head,

also Neoprene.

Your gun, your bullets,
your crime.

Frank was screwing me
out of money.

All right,
the robbery was my idea.

I scouted the place

for months before.

He just showed up on game day.

Yes, but I am talking about
another crime.

And there is a detective

right on the other
side of that glass
who is anxious

to talk to you about
the robbery in Uleta.

But that's going
to have to wait.

Hang out.

When you're done,

we'll process him
over at County.

Uleta is going to want
to try him first.

Okay, we'll wait our turn.

Security guard's
wife is going to
want to thank you.

Well, we did it together.

Horatio?

Thanks.

Lieutenant Caine...

I'll catch up with you.

Yeah?

We have a wrinkle.

I'm listening.

I was just speaking
to Washington.

You have got to be kidding me.

The decision's
from higher up.

This guy killed an innocent girl

and a father of
three children.

Yeah, well,
his attorney says

he's willing to help us
build a case

against Joseph Berkeley.

An alleged hit man for
the Mastello crime family.

I know who he is.

Jimmy's testimony
could tie a dozen murders

to this assassin.

What about the two lives I am
looking out for down here?

What about them?

The AG's personally
making this call.

Details are being worked out.

It's going to happen.

Look, I know it's tough.

Do you?

You catching the red-eye?

( knocking )

You got a minute?

Boy, I tell you,
they're wearing me out.

Do you have the evidence
for the Hannagan case?

( phone rings )

Thank you. Duquesne.

Hi, Calleigh. It's Dana
over at the Whiskey Stop.

Okay.

I've stopped serving your dad

and he's refusing
to take a cab home.

I'll be there as soon
as I can break away.

All right.
Thank you.

( sighs )

What can I get
for you, sir?

I, um... I just
wanted to say hi

to Mary Hinkle
and her daughter.

Are they here?

Well, Mary quit this morning.

Said she and her little girl
were headed out west.

You with the Miami-Dade
police department?

Uh, yeah.

She thought you might drop by.

Said you over-tipped her.

( gentle chuckle )

Well, good for them.

Good for them.

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