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Oh, my God, it's Jimmy!
I thought you said
he was in St.
Augustine.
I thought he was.
Go now!
He'll kill you, I swear.
Tina, I know
you're in there!
Oh, shoot!
Jimmy, it's not
what it looks like.
Shut up!
(gun ***)
Whoa! Whoa, man! Please.
She said she
was single.
Liar, liar!
He's lying!
* *
(starter chugging)
Come on! Come on!
You sleep with my wife
in my house!
(*** gun)
(propeller chugging)
(indistinct radio transmission)
Did you get an ID, Alex?
No, I pulled him
from under that
boat, Horatio.
Extensive propeller damage.
It took part
of his leg.
CAINE:
What about you,
you get anything, Frank?
Witnesses don't know
who he is either.
They seem reliable, Frank?
Maybe for now.
Alex?
We won't be able
to fingerprint him.
Hands and fingers are pruned.
The injuries from the boat
appear to be postmortem.
I think he was dead
before he met that propeller.
CAINE:
That means somebody dumped him.
Poor guy.
Just thrown away like garbage.
Who would do that?
Somebody who has no regard
for life.
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Excuse me.
I'm looking
for the morgue.
Uh, what's the name
of the deceased?
Actually, I'm here
to apply for a job.
Oh, you're looking
for Human Resources.
All right, uh, look
Nick?
Natalia.
Oh, I was hoping
I'd run into you.
You two know
each other?
Yeah.
Uh, could you just, could you
just give us a sec?
Please?
Yeah.
I don't know how
the hell you got
out of jail.
Early release.
You were my first stop.
But they're supposed
to tell me.
I guess your little group
doesn't know everything.
I want you, I want you
out of here.
Look, Nat, I am just
I'm just here
to get a job.
Ad online
for body-hauler.
I still have
a restraining order
and I can have you
put right back in.
Expired.
I checked.
You are not
going to do
this to me.
You're not going
to do this to me.
Get out of here!
Who was that guy?
My husband.
My ex-husband.
I better go talk
to Human Resources
to make sure they
don't hire him.
This the vic
from the marina?
(sighs):
Still trying
to get ID.
So far no luck.
All I know is baby boy
met a terrible end.
Does he look
familiar to you.
No.
Should he?
I don't know.
I just feel like I've seen
him somewhere before.
I heard that the boat
didn't kill him.
You know what did?
A different kind
of vehicle.
Massive head trauma,
leg and arm fractures,
all at different levels.
He was hit by a car.
And that explains
all of the bruising
on his torso.
Mm-hmm.
His heart
continued to beat
after his brain activity
ceased.
Must have been
a brutal impact.
How do you suppose
he ended up in the water?
No idea, but maybe
this will tell us.
What is it?
Looks like plastic.
Or some kind of
electrical component.
I'll take it Trace,
see what we come up with.
All yours.
Thanks.
I heard you found something
in our vic's leg.
Any idea what?
Seems to be some sort
of electrical device
which happens to be
covered in ethylene glycol,
aka auto coolant.
So it's part
of the air-conditioning.
Yeah, I'm thinking maybe
the automotive thermometer.
All right.
Luckily,
we have a database.
If we can't ID the victim,
at least we can ID the car.
(tires squeal, crash sound)
(dog barking)
DELKO:
Bob Norwood, Miami-Dade PD.
Easy, girl.
Easy.
Can I help you?
CAINE:
Is this the car
you towed in this morning?
Like I said on the phone,
I picked her up before dawn.
Who called it in?
Nobody.
She's a dead head;
abandoned car.
Find her, she's yours.
Have a look, Eric.
Is there a problem?
Yes, it may have been used
in a felony hit-and-run.
Really?
Definitely.
There's a piece of skin here.
It looks like it's from a scalp.
It's a shock to me.
We got some kind of substance
on the driver-side door.
I'll get it
to the lab.
And then there's this.
I'll bag it
and get it to Trace.
You never contacted
the registered owner.
Matter of fact,
I was just about to.
Car's leased
to a Jason Hollings,
a company called J.
A.
Models.
CAINE:
Where'd you pick it up?
Thank you very much.
DELKO:
All right, I think
I'll head over to Lincoln.
That could be our primary
crime scene.
And I will take a look
at Mr.
Hollings.
So, Mr.
Hollings,
you drive
a black Mercedes convertible.
Sure do.
It's a bad ride.
My agency leases it for me.
J.
A.
Models?
Exactly.
I'm a model.
What, you don't recognize me?
Afraid not.
Eh, you will.
I'm about to bust out.
I could be Cole Haus's
newest face.
Speaking of new faces,
Frank, why don't you
show him that one?
Whoa.
That's Steve.
Steve who?
Dixon.
Both repped by J.
A.
What happened to him?
He was hit by a car,
Mr.
Hollings,
and is currently dead.
No way.
Way.
And your car did the damage.
We also found
a red sticky substance
on the driver's side door--
energy drink mixed
with an over-the-counter steroid;
androstenedione.
Yeah, that was Steve's thing.
He was a 'roid head.
He must have spilled
it in my car, man.
I gave my car to
Steve last night.
So you were with Steve
last night.
Yeah, a photo shoot.
Said he wanted
to see his lady after.
Didn't have transpo,
let him use mine.
Give us the name
of his girlfriend.
Well, I do that,
I could lose my job.
You don't,
and you're going
to lose everything.
Do you recognize this man,
Miss Biggs?
Oh, my God, it's Steve.
I just can't believe this.
CAINE:
I understand
that there was a relationship.
Business relationship.
We found these in a car
that was leased to one
of your clients--
Jason Hollings.
Jason's car?
Jason loaned Steve his car
to come and see you.
That's crazy.
Okay, well, in that case,
we're going
to need a DNA sample from you.
Okay, fine.
They're mine.
But not from
last night.
I've been seeing
Steve for months.
But please, please,
don't tell my partner.
She'll kill me.
Why would she do that?
Janet and I
have a rule--
No getting involved
with the talent.
And you, uh
you broke that rule.
Yes.
I've been
sleeping with Steve.
(voice breaks):
Promise me you won't tell Janet.
Ma'am, this is
a homicide investigation.
We also found trace
of a performance-enhancing
hormone in the car.
Was the victim
on steroids?
Absolutely not.
Steve was allergic.
Steroids would have killed him.
Was there any reason
Jason would want Steve dead?
They're models.
They all want
to kill each other.
This is where the car
was towed from, right here.
DELKO:
All right, we just
we need the point of impact.
???
Possibly brake marks?
They're darker at the inception.
Rubber sloughs off,
means the driver
was accelerating.
Whoever was driving that car
definitely wanted Dixon dead.
Steve carry a cell phone?
He's a model.
He probably lived on one.
Jackpot.
Camera phone.
Well, well.
Look who's out of the lab.
What the hell are
you doing here, Nick?
Bought myself
a scanner.
Keep up on all
the hot crime scenes.
It's stalking.
I'm just looking for work
in the private sector.
You barred me from County.
You went to prison
for breaking my arm.
A man can change.
Not you, Nick.
Come on, Nat, let's
just hug it out.
Stay away from me.
Just stay away from me!
Hey! Hey.
Check the perimeter
for debris.
You're inside a crime scene.
You need to leave.
Oh, I get it.
She slept with you.
Right.
Am I right?
You and about
a hundred other guys.
Get the hell out of here.
She got something
from you, didn't she?
That's her style.
*** for tat.
You got about two seconds.
You want
my advice?
Run.
Run from this chick.
???
Hey.
I heard you had
an unwelcome visitor today.
Eric.
He's just concerned about
you, and you know what?
Quite frankly, so am I.
What's going on?
It's not good.
You want to talk about it?
I'm terrified of him, Calleigh.
And he's capable
of anything.
And you know
what's even crazier
is that my therapist thinks
this is some kind
of suppressed attraction.
What do you think it is?
I don't know.
I don't know, but
I just want to kill him.
I can understand that
but you might not want
to say it out loud.
That's good advice.
Thank you.
Well, I've
I've got no
distinguishable prints.
What about you? Have
you got anything?
Matter of fact, I do.
Our victim Steve
was carrying this.
And this is
a MicroSD memory card.
Powered by a 1.
2 megahertz cell,
and it carries
Well, I would say
that's something.
I'll take this to AV
if you don't mind.
I'm going to check
on you later, okay?
I appreciate that.
Really.
These are the photos
I downloaded from the phone.
Well, it definitely belonged
to Steve Dixon.
Must have flown out of his hand
when he got hit.
It's a freaky thing,
but the photo capture button
looks like
it got jammed.
Maybe he caught our driver.
Or a witness.
That last shot.
Can you get any closer?
As close as you want.
There are no plates.
What's that
on the bumper?
Some kind of sticker.
Here, Let me
enhance it.
"Danger.
Exotic animals
on board.
"
What would an animal
truck be doing
at the scene of a ***?
JANET:
I'm in the middle of a cattle call,
and Abby's not here.
WOLFE:Do you have any idea
where she is, Janet?
Personal time.
She's traumatized
over the loss of her boyfriend.
So you knew about Abby
and Steve Dixon?
It may be called
J.
A.
Models,
but I am the head
of this agency.
I know everything
that goes on around here.
Everything.
Great.
Because
we're going to need
to know everything
about Steve Dixon's life.
Everything.
This photo
was taken
on the street
right before
Steve was mowed down.
Any chance that truck
was following him?
Bumper sticker says that truck
houses exotic animals.
Would a tiger count?
A tiger?
Well, what did Steve Dixon
have to do with a tiger?
He was attacked by one
on a photo shoot.
Animal Control
destroyed the cat.
The trainer took it very hard.
Looks like our trainer
just went
from witness to accomplice.
(growling)
That scratch was nothing.
They made me put Veena down.
So you and Dixon
had an ax to grind?
Thought you'd put him down?
We have evidence that puts you
at the scene of a hit-and-run.
Your truck was in
a cell phone picture,
taken right before
Steven died.
Look, I was following Steve,
but not to hurt him.
To prove he wasn't hurt.
I'm not
following you.
Dixon sued.
I had
to pay 500 grand
for a leg injury
that didn't exist.
He said he couldn't do runway,
but he was running
when I saw him.
What was he running from?
Some Mercedes.
Why did you leave the scene?
I didn't want to get involved.
Well, now you are.
Francis, we have
a disconnection.
The location where
our victim was hit
was not where we recovered
his body, was it?
No, it wasn't.
You're right.
Body's got to get
from point A to point B.
So how did the body travel?
Calleigh? Yes.
I need you to go to the beach.
So, we're looking
at Biscayne Bay
between Bicentennial
Park and Coral Gables.
Show me on the map where
Steve Dixon's body was found.
Well, that would be
Biscayne Harbor.
Bay Tide Marina.
Boat slip number ten.
It's nice real estate.
Well, not if you're Steve Dixon.
Hey, what have you got on current
ocean conditions?
Hmm.
Surf is weak.
Today's current's flowing south
from Miami River to the Gulf.
So those currents
weren't strong enough
for Dixon to have drifted
into the marina.
So that narrows
our drop point to the beach
between Biscayne Harbor
and the river.
So we just need
to find the shortest distance
between two points.
Hit-and-run was here.
This happens to be right
by Coral Sands Beach.
Really?
Well, that may be all we need
to solve Steve Dixon's ***.
Yeah, these are
from this morning's beach shoot.
At Bayside, but we're
more interested
in what happened at
Coral Sands Beach.
It seems that in this
case there's a reason
why they call
them proof sheets.
Not bad.
Yeah, they really
feature my face.
And your feet.
Take your shoes off, please.
What are you going
to take off for me?
Take you shoes off,
and put your foot on the table.
(slight groan)
You cut your foot on the coral
when you dumped
Steve Dixon's body.
We checked the
spot in between
where Steve was hit and
where the body was recovered.
There was blood on the coral.
We're testing it now.
You know, you said
Steve was driving.
I want the truth, Hollings.
(heavy sigh)
Okay
Steve and I were going
to the shoot.
Yeah, I was at the wheel.
Dude, I think I hit
something back there.
You want to
check the front?
Yeah.
I'm on it, bro.
It's not fair.
Cover of Ocean Drive--
that was mine, but he got it.
The agency stopped
sending me out.
The "go sees,"
the big interviews.
They sent him, because
he was sleeping with Abby.
so you fix that.
(engine revving,
tires squealing)
What the hell, dude!
Dude, watch it!
(thudding)
(tires squealing)
(tires squealing)
JASON:Then I threw him
in the back seat.
So, I'm sorry
You killed him
for a modeling job?
I was the one.
I had the cheek implants
in Mexico.
I did the steroids.
I risked my life
for this look.
i think you are going to take
a fantastic booking photo.
(phone ringing)
Judge Chambers.
To what do I owe this honor?
Yeah, um, well,
she's a coworker.
I'd really rather not
get involved.
Okay.
All right, I'll be right there.
(sighs)
H.
Listen,
uh, I've got a problem.
Horatio, you wanted
to talk to me?
Yeah.
Eric has just been over
to see Judge Chambers.
Why?
It seems that
your ex-husband
has filed a temporary
restraining order on you
and has named
Eric as a witness.
You know, this this is
this is what he does, Horatio.
This is what he does--
he comes in and he wrecks
everything.
I understand.
No, you don't understand.
He really wants to hurt me
and he's just waiting
for the chance.
Ms.
Boa Vista, it's not going
to happen this time.
(phone ringing)
BOA VISTA:
Hey, good news.
Just closed this case.
Calleigh got a confession.
All that's left
is to release
the body to the family.
Well, guess what,
it all begins again.
What do you mean?
I just got a call
from Dade PD.
They said they
found another dead model.
You are kidding.
Where?
Down by the beach.
I'll fill you in on the way.
BOA VISTA:
What's his name?
ID says Cody Lane.
Wow.
modeling is suddenly the most dangrous job in miami.
Think he fell?
Or was pushed.
I vote pushed.
Seems too far
from the building.
Yeah, the horizontal distance
does appear pretty wide.
I'll call Ryan and we'll
get the UV camera
to see if he was
pushed or jumped.
Sorry I'm late.
BOA VISTA:Do you mind if I just
have a word with you
for a sec?
Heard you talked to Chambers.
Thanks a lot.
Look, I just told him
what I saw.
That's exactly what he
wanted you to do.
This isn't the time
or the place.
Okay.
So how do we know
which balcony?
We go old school.
Which is what?
We knock and talk.
Yeah he was
definitely pushed.
Looks like Cody here
had a very, very bad day.
WOODS:
What's that, Ryan?
It's an obstruction.
I don't know,
it's jewelry?
But it kind of looks
to big to be a ring.
You know, we should check
the rest of him
just to make sure
there's no more bruising.
Whoa.
Looks like Cody didn't have
such a bad day after all.
There's, uh
there's lipstick.
Little Cody's got a little ring
around the collar.
Ran the sample from the current
model's private area.
Does it match any
woman in the system?
No, but it does match a woman
in our investigation.
Turns out your partner's
not the only one
w's, uh
sleeping with the help.
Found your DNA
on Cody Lane's body.
Last time I checked,
sex was legal.
Means nothing.
(voice echoing):
What's the matter, baby?
I've just been
so stressed.
Well, I think I can
help with that.
It means you were with him
when he died.
I was with him this morning.
And believe me, when I left him,
things were looking up.
You want to give me
the room number
where you had your little
rendezvous?
Can I go now?
Don't go far.
I wouldn't
dream of it.
And by the way
that, uh,
look is so last season.
Hey, Delko.
I got the room number.
Apparently the owner loaned
the place out
for a high-fashion
photo shoot.
So it could have been
a lot of people out here on this balcony.
Yeah.
Let's find the one
that doesn't fit.
I got something.
This might help us out.
Hair.
It's short and bowed.
Rules out our two ladies.
It's banded.
You thinking animal?
I think it's a tiger.
I'll get it to the lab.
Okay.
Get out of here right now.
This is my crime scene.
Mine, too.
Crime scene cleanup.
Private.
Not a county job.
Well, you're early, okay?
Crime scene cleanup doesn't come
in until after we're finished.
Sorry.
New guy enthusiasm.
But, hey,
since I'm here,
she's got to go.
A temporary restraining order.
???
In case you lose control again.
Is this real?
I don't really have
to leave, do I?
Until we figure it out.
Just go.
A hundred feet.
Hey, thanks for
having my back.
I don't have your back.
Was I right, tiger?
Maybe not.
Take a look.
The scale structure's flat.
Imbricate.
Cuticle from a tiger
is spinuous, petal-like.
Most common animal to have an
imbricate cuticle's a dog.
A dog hair?
Right in the middle
of a crime scene.
Well
you're going to have to talk
to her about that,
'cause I I'm innocent.
Do you always hold
your keys like that?
Yeah, so?
Those keys prove
you killed Cody Lane.
I've got a little girl
with leukemia.
She's in the hospital.
I don't have health insurance.
So you needed the money.
My wife stays with her
up at
Johns Hopkins.
It costs a fortune.
Who put you up to it?
I can't talk about that.
You mean you won't talk
to me about it.
No.
If I want her to continue
getting treatment,
I can't talk about it.
Suit yourself, my friend.
Hook him up, please.
(phone ringing)
Yes.
Mr.
Wolfe,
we have a problem.
Let me guess--
the tow man isn't talking.
Yes.
He killed
Cody Lane.
I need to find out
who put him up to it.
You got any tips?
Mr.
Wolfe, follow the money.
Ian
Did you look in
those accounting records?
I did.
Great.
What'd you get?
Well, my search
through the books for the tow truck
driver's money leads back
to Steve Dixon.
Steve Dixon? We already
found his killer.
So we only wasted
about a half a day.
Not necessarily.
Remember how Dixon
was mauled by a tiger?
Ended up with
a damage award
of 500 grand?
Yeah.
Turns out only half
of that ended up
in his account.
What about the
other $250,000?
Look whose account
it went into.
I let him sue me.
They cut him a check,
no questions asked.
So you were
following him
to get pictures
of Steve running.
For my countersuit.
we were splitting
everything 50-50.
We were partners.
I'm sure Cody Lane
was also your partner,
wasn't he?
Who?
Cody Lane.
He's our
latest victim.
You paid the
tow truck driver
to push him off so
you could collect
money on him.
No, I've never heard of him.
I swear.
Hey.
So the tiger guy
in here won't budge
on Cody Lane.
It's because he doesn't have
anything to do with Cody Lane.
So we're at
a dead end.
Not at all.
Forensic accounting
continued their research
and found out that there was
a pretty hefty life insurance
policy on Cody-- two mil.
Really?
Mm-hmm.
So who's the beneficiary?
You're never going
to guess.
This is a misunderstanding.
We take out insurance
on all of our models.
Of course we do.
It's how we protect
our investment.
Your investment?
Our boys come to us
with nothing,
so we buy them clothes
and we pay for their pictures,
gym memberships.
ABBY:
Veneers, liposuction.
You have to understand
that models are flakes.
They run off, they get fat,
they get hooked on drugs.
And they end up dead.
Think what you want.
I have a business to run.
So do I.
Hey, Calleigh, I found something
kind of interesting
in our agents' past.
Talk to me.
Kyle Jordan, male model,
client of Abby and Janet's
and he died from
a heart attack
in the sauna.
He wore
a nitroglycerine patch t
to treat
a congenital heart problem.
So the heat from the sauna
increased his blood flow
and his dosage absorption.
Slipped into a coma
and then he eventually died.
See, I think that this is when
the girls got their first taste
of insurance money.
* *
It's a classic inciting
incident,
and at some point they went
from these accidents
to actual ***.
You know what?
I think that Janet
may have gotten a payout before then.
JanetSterling's marriage
certificate, May '99.
The brunette,
she's married?
Jake Bolton,
newlywed at 47, dead at 48.
He fell 11 stories.
(man screaming)
Oh, now that sounds familiar.
It was our first anniversary.
He had a little too much
to drink and he fell.
You stood to gain from his death
which makes you
the prime suspect.
(man screaming)
I can't help that I got
the insurance.
How fortunate for you.
Kyle Jordan died
on you guys.
Must have been the easiest money
you ever made.
His death was an accident.
That's true, it was.
But that's when Janet
took the lead
and hired the
tow truck driver
to kill Cody Lane.
She didn't pay for any ***.
Someone is setting her up.
I don't know Janet
would show you the
same kind of loyalty.
It's called a
"Key Man" policy.
It's life insurance
for business partners.
What does it have
to do with me?
You're the insured.
Death benefits of $6 million.
Do you want to guess who took
the policy out on you?
Help me.
If you help us.
(sighs)
I can't.
Thanks for coming, Nick.
This is new,
you inviting me.
Yeah, is this how
it's going to be?
Am I going to
have to leave
every crime scene
that you work?
That's the law.
You know I'll lose my job.
I would consider rescinding.
If?
If we put
the past behind us
and you start treating me
like a human being.
You be civil to me
at crime scenes.
Okay, deal.
I have to get back to work.
I look forward to working
with you, Nat.
Mm.
Hey.
Hey.
Are you sure you want
to do this?
No.
But I got to pay the rent.
(phone rings)
I got a text message
from Homicide.
Look at the address.
J.
A.
Models.
Cop out front is
thinking suicide.
Man.
(indistinct radio transmission)
Check out this picture.
BOA VISTA:
Looks like it was moved.
Bullet hole.
Well, Janet's not going
to test fire
and then move a picture
to cover a hole.
That's not how
suicides are done.
It's time to find Abby.
Lip gloss down, Miss Biggs.
I didn't shoot Janet.
She was my friend.
My business partner.
You washed your hands,
didn't you?
Change your clothes, too?
I always do.
I get bored of the same outfit.
(coughs)
It's no big deal.
Doesn't mean anything.
It means you're covering up
the crime.
You're a smart girl.
(coughing)
DELKO:
Not that smart.
You forgot to take off
your bracelet.
You fired that gun, didn't you?
(coughs)
She attacked me.
I was protecting myself.
It was her or me!
I can't (gasping)
I can't breathe!
(coughing and wheezing)
DELKO:
She's not faking it
She's not faking it.
We need a medic
in here.
DELKO:
She's dying!
Eric, don't!
It's cyanide!
DELKO:
No antidote.
It was her!
I love that color.
Good
.
.
because I got
one for you.
Thanks.
(siren approaching)
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