(men shouting indistinctly)
(low, indistinct conversations)
(shackles clinking)
(whimpering)
BAILIFF: Docket number 09QN0323.
People of the State of New York v. Antonio Reyes.
(whimpers) No.
(door opens)
BAILIFF: All rise.
Please be seated.
(whimpers)
JUDGE: Mr. Reyes,
(whimpers)
JUDGE: Mr. Reyes,
(slashing)
you are being charged
with murder in the second degree
for having caused the death of Christine Reynolds.
Do you wish to enter a plea?
Not guilty, Your Honor.
People?
Your Honor, not only was this crime horrific in nature
and completely unnecessary--
the tragedy was magnified by the fact
that the victim was found by her own mother.
Oh, my God.
(sobbing)
No, no, no, no!
JUDGE: As to notices?
The People serve 7-10-31-A:
a notice of an identification
by an eyewitness to be disclosed at a later time.
As to the matter of bail--
in light of Mr. Reyes' lengthy rap sheet,
numerous bench warrants in his past
and the strength of the People's case,
Your Honor...
the court hereby...
Detective Bonasera?
I hope you have a good reason
for barging into this courtroom
and disrupting these proceedings.
I do, Your Honor.
Really?
What would that be?
Antonio Reyes' release.
(gallery murmuring)
(gavel banging)
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What you're telling me pertains to evidence
that you and your investigators
collected and analyzed.
I'm well aware of that.
And this could not have waited
until after the defendant was remanded?
With all due respect, Your Honor,
would you prefer to make rulings
without prior knowledge of all the facts?
If what you just told me goes on record, Antonio Reyes
could walk out onto the street,
free to do more harm.
Are you prepared to live
with the potential consequences of that?
Are you, Detective?
(sirens wailing)
You say you heard screaming?
It was Christine.
I thought she was laughing,
like she had friends over.
She does that all the time.
I had no idea.
Should have done something.
Well, the way you can help Christine now
is by helping me, okay?
I think I saw someone in Christine's room.
I know it's hard, Ms. Winston, but I need details.
It was dark, but...
I'm sure that I saw the same guy leaving her building
a few minutes later.
And you got a better look at him then?
Did you see what he was wearing?
Hair color, length?
Any little detail helps.
He had on a dark colored jacket.
Shoulder-length hair.
Brown, I think.
Hey, Craig.
Hey!
Supervising DA's salary,
and you're still wearing that cheap suit?
Keeping tabs on me, Bonasera?
Well, you wore the same one at the Donnelly scene.
And how did that case turn out?
Full confession.
Lucky suit.
Exactly.
Well, congratulations
on the promotion, Craig.
It's well deserved.
Thanks.
It's well deserved.
Thanks.
What brings you out on this one?
Oh, you know the drill-- pricey neighborhood like this,
higher-ups want the play-by-play.
Put me in your speed dial, will you?
Keep me in the loop?
(sobbing): I don't want to go back in there.
I don't want to go back.
My guys checked the place three times.
No sign of forced entry.
Well, the victim may have known her attacker.
Who found her?
Her mother.
She came home from visiting relatives in Philly
about 8:00 this morning,
and this is what was waiting for her.
Christine Reynolds.
She's 18 years old.
There a father?
He's not around.
What about a boyfriend?
Apparently, she was seeing
What about a boyfriend?
Apparently, she was seeing
some guy who goes by the street name Demon.
Yeah, I know.
What's even scarier is that when I run
the name through the system,
I get hits to about 50 other morons
running around with the same name.
That's a lot of Demons.
Yep.
That's a lot of Demons.
Yep.
My guys are trying to conjure up the one we're looking for.
In the meantime, I'm going to head downtown
with the neighbor and have her work
with a sketch artist, all right?
Hey, guys. Already went over the entire bedroom
with the leucomalachite green.
There are no usable shoe prints.
This floor is almost entirely carpeted.
Reduces the likelihood of finding any.
The bathroom,
on the other hand, has a marble floor.
I was able to get at least one usable print.
Front laceration would have led
to a lot of arterial spurting.
Killer probably went in the bathroom
to clean himself up.
Implies he knew he had time.
Wasn't going to be interrupted.
Several incised wounds to the palms and fingers.
Defensive. She tried to fight away the blade.
(whimpering, screaming)
HAWKES: There's also some perimortem bruising
and several cuts to the face.
What about time of death?
Based on liver temp,
I'd put TOD around 10:00 last night.
All right.
Let's see if we can put the boyfriend in this room.
(camera shutter clicking)
Find something?
Got a lighter.
There's nothing to indicate here
she was a smoker.
Could belong to our killer.
(grunting and groaning)
(camera shutter clicking)
(beeping)
I'm the only guy in this city
with a lighter like that?
TAYLOR: Well, this one happened to be
found at a murder scene.
It had your fingerprint on it.
How do you have my fingerprint?
It's in our database.
You had to give up a set of prints
when you were hired as a paralegal.
For a background check-- which I passed.
Well, every criminal has a first time, Rob.
Looks like Christine Reynolds was yours.
That's him?
We found his fingerprint on a lighter
recovered from the scene.
That's a start.
All we need now is a confession.
Well, you got your lucky suit on, Craig.
(chuckles)
Look, we'll keep pressing him.
I'll let you know what we find out.
Okay. Thanks.
ROB: I told you.
I lost the lighter.
Somebody must have found it.
And that's who you should be talking to, not me.
I never even met this girl before.
When did you say you lost it?
I don't know. Couple weeks ago.
Maybe three.
Where?
Well, if I knew where,
it wouldn't be lost, would it?
Where were you last night about 10:00?
At home, alone.
That's too bad.
Fingerprint at the scene and no alibi.
Get up.
All right, wait, wait.
I was with someone.
Who?
Her name is Sarah Hansen.
Mac.
Hey, Sarah.
Hey.
How are the kids?
They're good.
Bobby just scored his first goal in hockey last week.
Hey, great.
Yeah, unfortunately,
it was against his own team.
Well, that's not so great.
It's good to see you, Mac.
But I could tell on the phone that something's going on.
What is it?
I realize this might be difficult, but...
do you know a Rob Meyers?
Uh... yeah, I-I...
I know of him.
Why?
His name came up in a murder investigation.
He's using you as his alibi.
An alibi?
Wait a second.
He... he didn't hurt someone, did he?
Well, that's what I need your help with.
The murder happened last night about 10:00.
I...
I don't need you to give me specifics.
I just need confirmation that Rob is telling me the truth.
(sighs)
Yeah, I was with him, Mac.
Just promise me you won't tell Craig.
(horns honking)
Hey, Stella, vic's neighbor, Karen Winston,
just provided a composite sketch of our suspect.
BONASERA: Oh, this is good.
The print that Hawkes developed at the crime scene
just got a hit in the shoe print imaging database.
Clearly, it's the same guy.
Yeah.
Clearly, it's the same guy.
Yeah.
Antonio Reyes.
We got a case-to-case hit-- he left the same prints
at a burglary scene in Jersey three months ago.
I just finished talking with the vic's boyfriend.
Demon?
Yup.
Does he look anything like this?
No, but I had a hell of a time tracking him down.
His real name is Trent Jacobs, and he's got an alibi,
so we can scratch him off the suspect list.
What I did find out, though, is he owes 15 large
to a guy by the name of Antonio Reyes.
That's Antonio, isn't it?
He quick or what?
Yeah.
So Antonio must have tried
to beat Trent's whereabouts out of Christine.
Right. And either she didn't know where he was,
or she didn't want to give him up.
BONASERA: So she paid the ultimate price
for her silence.
Means we got motive.
And a print in the victim's blood
that puts Antonio at the scene.
Let's bring him in.
Yeah.
BONASERA: I can't believe it.
Sarah cheating on Craig?
Until she confirmed it herself, I couldn't believe it, either.
They seemed so happy together.
The couple that had everything.
Oh, this is so sad.
I had no idea they were having problems.
Now we got one of our own.
Her lover's
fingerprint was found
at the same crime scene Craig was assigned to.
And we need to find out how that lighter ended up there.
Adam?
Oh, hey, yeah.
Adam?
Oh, hey, yeah.
Sorry. I didn't even see
you guys come in here.
The lighter Lindsay found at the crime scene--
what can you tell us about it?
Uh, well,
I detected a female DNA profile.
Looks degraded.
But the lighter was collected from inside
Christine's bedroom.
Protected from the elements.
I know. It's weird, right?
TECHNICIAN: Here's the trace report, Adam.
Uh-huh.
This is why.
DNA's degraded
because of leucomalachite green inhibition.
Well, that makes sense. Hawkes was spraying LMG
at the scene for shoe print development.
The strange thing is, the highest
concentration of it is on the side of
the lighter that was face down on the floor at the crime scene.
Are you sure?
Take a look.
The emblem side
was face up when Lindsay found it.
Well, that means the leucomalachite green
was on the floor before the lighter even hit the ground.
That lighter was left at the crime scene
after Hawkes started processing.
Planted evidence?
TAYLOR: Maybe.
Besides us,
there was only one other person at the scene.
(gallery murmuring)
All rise.
Thank you. You may be seated.
In light of new evidence presented to me
by the lead detective on this case,
bail will be set at $500,000.
Your Honor!
This man is a murderer!
Why is a killer being let out on our streets?!
Because you, sir, are under arrest.
(gavel banging)
You want to tell me what the hell is going on, Stella?
You tell me, Craig.
A lighter.
Ever seen it before?
Sure.
On the shelf of every cigarette store
and newspaper stand in the city.
Look, Craig, I've known you, for what,
15, 16 years?
At least, and you don't even extend me the courtesy of...
Let's not play games with each other.
I want to help you, but the only way
I can do that is if you work with me on this.
Help me with what?
This is the lighter we recovered
from the Christine Reynolds crime scene.
The one with Rob Meyers' fingerprint on it.
I really hope you start making some sense soon.
I know about Sarah's affair with Rob.
What?
This lighter--
Rob's lighter-- was found at the same crime scene
that you were assigned to.
Do you expect me to believe
that that was some sort of coincidence?
Well, what other explanation is there?
The truth.
You found Rob's lighter
some place it shouldn't have been, so you planted it
at the Christine Reynolds' crime scene.
This is crazy.
Why would I do something like that?
Because you suspected Sarah of having an affair,
but you had no idea who with,
so you planted it at the crime scene
knowing that my lab would run it for prints,
and possibly I.D. Sarah's lover.
Come on, Stella.
Oh, trust me, Craig, I do not want to believe this.
So if there's some other explanation for it,
please tell me what it is.
You know, this is the problem with people like you and me.
We've been working too many crime scenes,
investigating too many murders.
We're trained to be suspicious, we're constantly
throwing out theories and hunches.
You think I would barge into a courtroom,
jeopardizing a murder investigation, to arrest you
on a hunch or a theory?
I've got evidence, Craig.
What?
Residue levels of a shoe print developer
proving that this lighter was placed at the crime scene
after forensic processing had begun.
That's what this is about?
A discrepancy in residue levels?
Yeah.
And if you don't give me a more reasonable explanation,
then I have to book you on evidence tampering.
Don't do this, Stella.
Then tell me
what the hell is going on, Craig.
I don't know.
I'm telling you, I don't know.
Then I'm sorry, Craig.
(handcuffs clicking)
You're making a mistake, a huge mistake.
Do you hear me?
And if you pursue this any further,
I will sue you and your crime lab, Stella.
You're finished.
(door opening)
FLACK: Just got word.
They assigned a new D.A. to the Christine Reynolds case.
All right.
I'll give him a call
and let him know all the physical evidence we had on
Antonio Reyes is now useless.
Unless we find more forensics to use against Antonio,
this entire case rests on the testimony of one eyewitness.
Then we need to find other evidence against him.
I'll put everyone I have on it if I have to.
Tell me why.
Why did you do it?
Mrs. Reynolds, I'm so sorry.
You're sorry?
After what you did?
I had no choice.
The prosecutor's actions were unacceptable.
I was compelled to go to the court...
I didn't come here for a textbook answer.
I am truly sorry
for having to do what I did today.
And now Antonio Reyes is going to go right back out
onto the street where he can do more harm.
(voice breaking): Where he can murder somebody else's child.
I promise you,
I will do everything in my power not to let that happen.
Really? Like what?
There are things I can do, steps that I can take.
Are any of those steps as good
as having him back behind bars where he belongs?
Hey.
What is that?
Nothing. Just precautionary.
My back's been acting up.
Probably just pulled something.
When?
A few weeks ago when Flack and I were chasing
Hollis Eckhart.
(tires screeching, horn honking)
You know, Danny, maybe you came back to work too soon.
And what are our other options, Linds?
I take any more sick days,
and they're gonna force a medical leave on me.
Well, look on the bright side.
You'd get to spend more time with Lucy.
You are her favorite.
Yeah.
It'll be fine.
(clears throat)
Don't worry about it.
...postponing all proceedings in the brutal stabbing death
of Christine Reynolds indefinitely.
What I can tell you
is the alleged killer in this case-- Antonio Reyes--
has just been released on $500,000 bond.
There have been no reports as to his whereabouts at this time,
but we will update you as the controversy
surrounding this case continues to unfold.
In the meantime, Dave, Laura, back to you in the studio.
(sighs) So much for
the sufficiency hearing the judge placed on him.
Someone in Antonio's crew
must have access to a lot of legit funds.
Make sure we have eyes and ears on Antonio Reyes.
I want to hear about every move he makes.
REPORTER (over TV): ...why they are now so shy.
Sarah.
You okay?
Can we talk?
In private?
A-Absolutely. Come on in.
Carmen, close the doors, please.
(door closes)
I never thought...
I'm sorry, I'm...
(both chuckle)
(sighs)
I just, I never thought that this would happen,
not to me and Craig.
We were always so happy.
But it did,
and we just... grew apart somehow.
Sarah, you don't owe me any kind
of explanation.
No, yes, I do.
I am the one who created
this whole mess.
Sarah, we all make mistakes,
do things that we're not proud of.
I know, Stella,
but if I had told Craig earlier
about my relationship with Rob,
then we wouldn't be here right now.
And I wouldn't be asking you for your help.
With what?
(mumbles)
Sarah, what is it?
I can't find Rob.
No, I tried his cell, I went to his apartment,
his office.
No one knows where he is.
I think Craig might have done something horrible.
You mean to Rob?
Stella,
you think you know my husband, but you don't.
You have no idea what he is capable of.
MAN: Clear.
All clear.
It's all clear. There's no signs of Rob.
But we do have signs of a struggle.
I'll go get my kit.
♪ ♪
You find something?
A potential murder weapon.
Can you get me some luminol?
It's positive.
(men grunting)
BONASERA: But not for blood.
I'm not picking up any absorbance.
Well, positive for what then?
I'm thinking peroxide.
Hansen must have used it
to clean all the blood evidence.
And he didn't use bleach
because that would cause discoloration
and leave an odor.
And makes it obvious
that a cleanup had taken place.
He also left the alarm clock on the windowsill, exposing it
to direct sunlight.
He knew
that the sun's UV rays would break down any remaining DNA.
(sighs)
Craig is so good.
He knows exactly how we think.
15 years in the D.A.'s office,
I guess you learn a thing or two about getting away with murder.
Rule number one, make sure the body is never found.
Well, now, how do we know
we're looking for a body?
I mean, he could still be alive.
We have a weapon that's been cleaned,
signs of a struggle, and a clear motive.
You and I both know that rage rarely ends in a struggle.
And Craig had nothing to gain by keeping Rob alive
and everything to gain by painting him out of the picture.
And once he killed Rob, he took him somewhere
and disposed of the body.
If we don't find it, we have no shot at a conviction.
D.A. or not,
no one commits a perfect crime.
(camera shutter clicking)
♪ ♪
You find anything inside Craig's car?
Actually, I found something outside of his car.
After thoroughly ripping apart the vehicle's interior,
it was something
on the vehicle's exterior that caught my eye.
TAYLOR: You get a chemical composition?
HAWKES: XRF indicated potassium chloride.
Morphology was granular.
Road salt.
Yeah.
Deposit layer appeared to be superficial,
suggesting it was picked up recently
and embedded in the tire tread.
Temperatures in the city haven't been cold enough
to require deicing.
Hansen must have taken a recent trip up north.
Which is why I pulled the vehicle's GPS unit.
All the memory's been erased,
and I'm trying to access any retrievable data
using a digital restoration program.
6235 River Walk Lane.
Catskill, New York.
246 miles round-trip, time stamp
11:18 p.m.
I finished
interviewing Rob around 4:00
in the afternoon yesterday.
Last time he was seen.
And Hansen was back in court
for Antonio's 9:00 a.m. arraignment earlier today.
That's a narrow time window.
That's where he took the body.
(dogs barking)
(indistinct radio transmission)
(dogs barking)
Cabin's empty.
Yeah, no luck out here either.
Shoreline's just about a hundred yards away
on the other side of the bend.
if we don't find the body,
we may end up having to drag the river.
That's exactly what he wants us to do.
Hansen worked with me on the Rosen case.
Killer almost got away because we spent
two weeks dragging a lake.
Body ended up being found five miles away,
completely decomposed.
The M.E. had a tough time even calling it a homicide.
So you're thinking Hansen did something else with Rob's body.
The question is, what?
(dogs barking, metallic scratching)
(dogs whining)
Thank you.
♪ ♪
Hey, Mac, got something.
Positive for blood.
Its location is very incriminating.
Let's get it to DNA.
HAWKES: Blood's not human.
Could be from a cat or some other kind of roadkill.
Run it again.
Stell,
the instrument and control samples
are all working fine.
If I run it again, we're just gonna end up
with the same result.
Okay.
(sighs)
♪ ♪
(sputtering)
No, no, no, no.
Don't do this to me right now.
No, no.
(Danny clears throat, line ringing)
LINDSAY: Lindsay Messer.
Hey, babe, it's me.
Are you still at the acupuncture studio?
Yeah, no, I'm still here and, um,
I think somebody just lifted my wallet.
Are you sure you had it with you?
No, no, I'm sure it was in here.
They got everything-- I mean,
m-my-my-my wallet, my-my cards, my money,
even my grandfather's dog tags.
My badge.
Can you talk to the owner? Maybe he saw something.
(groans) They got my badge, Lindsay, what am I going to do?
All right, look, we'll find it, Danny, okay?
Don't beat yourself up.
Just come back here,
we'll figure something out.
All right.
(exhales)
(groans) Damn it.
(locker door slams)
(horns honking)
Hey.
Any luck finding a connection with Hansen
and the owner of the cabin?
Five databases, nothing so far.
Maybe it's time to rethink dragging that river.
Hey.
I went ahead and ran the blood sample a second time.
Same result, no DNA.
You run an Ochterlony for species determination?
Confirmed what I was thinking.
Not human, blood is canine.
Someone's dog
must've been hit by a car,
ended up in a snowbank and a snowblower
comes along...
But there was no dog.
Stella, there had to have been.
I can show you the test results.
No, no, no, I mean at Rob Meyers' apartment.
I remember seeing a dog bowl
but Lindsay and I went through that entire apartment,
and there was no dog.
It could've been somewhere else. At the vet, maybe.
Yeah, but the leash was still there and it looked like
the dog food had just been put out.
Maybe Rob Meyers' dog
attacked Hansen so he killed it, too,
and then ran them both through the snowblower.
We need to tear that thing apart.
Guys, I just got off the phone with Flack.
Antonio Reyes slipped his tail.
Where was he last seen?
Headed east on 57th.
(Bonasera sighs)
He's going after the eyewitness, Karen Winston.
Yeah, and her testimony is the only thing
that puts Antonio away for murder.
Yeah, all right. I got it, thanks.
What do we know?
Surveillance team followed Antonio to First Federation
on Broadway before losing him.
ATM or did he go inside?
They said he went inside.
Only reason to do that would be to make a big withdrawal.
Yeah, he's cashing out.
Once he silences Karen, he's gonna flee the country.
Where are we with the intercept team?
They're, uh, three minutes out.
Lindsay's right behind.
Oh, this better work.
(pneumatic tools whirring)
MAN (on TV): As five teams race to Stockholm, Sweden.
On the confusing streets of Stockholm,
Gary and Matt got turned around.
(TV continues indistinctly)
Driving them into last place.
How to open this door to the building...
The secret lair of the brotherhood...
where they'll find their next clue.
Let's go.
So, where we catch the ferry at?
I'm thinking downtown Stockholm.
I mean, at this point in the Race,
every team that has made it...
Freeze!
Show me your hands!
Hands up!
Expecting someone else?
You're done, Antonio.
Take him.
What are some of the most common motives
you've seen in your 15 years as D.A., Mr. Hansen?
Motives for what?
Murder.
I'm not sure I know where this is going.
Just answer the question.
Money, drugs.
Um...
And jealousy.
The kind of jealousy that builds into a rage
that leads to murder.
That would qualify as manslaughter, technically.
Not if there's a plan.
I have no idea what you're talking about.
You could've hired a private investigator, but you didn't.
The risk of embarrassment
if it got out was just too great
so you used our lab
to identify the fingerprint for you.
That's him?
We found his fingerprint
on a lighter recovered from the scene.
You almost got away with it, too.
Except for one detail you couldn't have planned for--
shoe print developer.
It told us that this lighter had been planted at the scene.
Do you have any idea how ludicrous this sounds?
You used the information we gave you to kill Rob Meyers.
Betraying our trust
and making this lab an accessory to murder.
Are you even listening to yourself?
What jury is going to buy that story?
When I testify at your trial, I'll be extremely convincing.
As will the evidence.
When I told you about the fingerprint hit to Rob,
you waited for him to leave
and then you followed him home, where you confronted him.
I'm telling you, I don't know what you're talking about.
Don't you lie to me.
I know you're the bastard who's been nailing my wife.
You're crazy.
I have proof, do you hear me?!
I found your lighter in my bedroom!
Do you understand? In my bedroom!
I want you out of here. Now!
(grunts)
(dog barking, growling)
(thud, dog whimpers)
(grunting)
BONASERA: You may not have intended on killing him,
but nevertheless there he was, dead on the floor.
Another great theory, Detective.
But you don't even have a body
to prove Rob Meyers is dead, let alone murdered.
No corpus delicti.
Remember the Stuart case?
We had all the physical evidence in the world.
But the jury refused to convict because they accepted
the defense's theory that he was lying on a beach somewhere,
sipping umbrella drinks.
Well, see, that's where you're wrong.
Because we do have the body.
It's a photo of a bone fragment.
The DNA is a match to Rob Meyers.
We found it in a snowblower
that your GPS led us to.
We also found blood from Rob Meyers' dog.
Just too many connections that all lead back to you.
What is it that you used to say in your closing arguments?
"If you're not guilty,
then you're the unluckiest guy on the planet."
(sighs)
I love Sarah.
But is it possible
she hired someone to kill Rob Meyers?
Oh, come on, Craig.
She became
overcome with guilt.
Oh, don't do this.
She's gonna break it off with him,
but he's not having any of that, so he even threatens
that he's gonna tell me that they're having an affair.
So isn't it possible
that she hired someone to kill Rob Meyers?
Isn't it possible that the real killer is still out there?
Isn't it possible?
Good luck with that, Counselor.
I'll see you in court.
("Wait It Out" by Imogen Heap playing)
♪ Where do we go from here? ♪
(door closes)
♪ How do we carry on? ♪
♪ I can't get beyond the questions ♪
♪ Clambering for the scraps ♪
♪ In the shatter of us collapsed ♪
♪ That cuts me with every "could have been" ♪
♪ Pain on pain on play repeating ♪
♪ With the backup makeshift life in waiting ♪
♪ Everybody says ♪
♪ Time heals everything ♪
(gavel bangs, echoes)
♪ What of the wretched hollow? ♪
♪ The endless in-between? ♪
♪ Are we just going to wait it out? ♪
♪ Sit here ♪
♪ Just going to wait it out ♪
♪ Sit here cold ♪
♪ Just going to sweat it out ♪
♪ Wait it out. ♪
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