Ryan is in his laboratory. He is siting on chair near his desk and is tryng to identifei fingerprints through his computer. Calleigh walks in.
-Hi-she says.
-Hi-he says, tiredly.
-Any luck with fingerprints from front roof ledge?
-Well, most of them belong to janitor-Ryan says.-But I hope this last palm print will give us something.
-Does janitor has alibi?
-Yes, he had day off that day. He was in casino. Security camera tape confirmed that.
-Security camera tape also prooved that prison manager was in cafeteria during shooting-Calleigh says.-Natalia is doing DNA testings right now. We'll get bullit after operation. Look, we need to check her cellphone to found more about her contacts and found potential suspects. Do you want to check it?
-Yes-he bursted.-I mean, yes, of course, anything wich may help-he said more calmly.
Caleigh looked at him suspiciously.
-Are You sure?-she asks him.-You look kinda tired.
-No, I can do that-he said energicly.
-OK then-she says, after short silence.
Computer beepes. Both Ryan and Calleigh look at screen. Palm print match was found. Face of young tall Afroamerican woman with black hair and black eyes appears on the screen. Both Ryan and Calleigh are stuned.
-Palm print matches to 26 years old Shanna Johnson, pop-singer.-Ryan says.-What was she doing on the roof?-
-We'll see-Caleigh says.
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Caleigh and Ryan are in Shanna's house, in her living room. She's about 5'9 tall, average weight, wearing red T-shirt, white jeans and red woolen slippers, siting on her black leather coutch and watching TV on table oposite from it.
-So... why are you here?
-We found your palm print on front roof ledge of apartment building opposite from Miami prison.
-And...-she asks.
-Somebody was shooting from that roof today-Ryan said, iritated.-Somebody was shooting on prison. One of our forensic techs was on job today. She is seriously wounded.
-Oh-she says.-I'm sory about that. How... Why do You have my fingerprints and palm prints?
Calleigh opens her mouths to say something, but Ryan tells, fast and loudly:
-You were arested for traffic offence two years ago. We have both your fingerprints and palm prints. And know, explanation for palm print, please? And where were you today at about 2 pm?
After short thinking, he says:
-I was here, home alone... Whait... I think I know how that hapened. I had sex with guy on roof last night.
Both Ryan and Calleigh glare at her.
-I meat him last night in Elsie bar in 51st street. We were both drinking a little and decided to try something crazy. So we did. I putchusaed two Paris of glowes in store near were wearing them while climbing up with letters up on roof and down from it, and we were careful not to get dirt on our chlose, but we had glowes off during... You know. I guess that's how it hapened.
-Who was the guy?-Ryan asks.
-I don't know-Shanna answers.-That was a one night stand.
-Can you describe him?
-I don't remember good... Tall, strong, Caucasian, dark hair...
-What hapened with glowes?
-We dumped them in ocean on our way back to bar.
Caleigh tooks plastic bag from right pocket of her pants, containing pairotr white latex glowes, sterile gase, and small parafrine bottle. She puts on glowes, holding bag under her right sholder, and walks to puts plastic bag on her caffe table in front Shanna's coutch, tooks sterile gase and says:
-Show your hands, please.
Shanna does so. Calleigh swabs her hands with gase, does the same with braiselent on her right hand and with her face, tooks parafrine bottle and spills some on gase. It stays white.
-Is it all OK now?-Shanna asks.
-Probably-Caleigh says.-But don't go too far. We will also need chlose You wear at this moment and chlose You wore yesterday.
-Shanna nods.
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Calleigh walks into Boa Vista's office.
-Examination of Shanna's dress and shoes confirmes her story-she says.-There's no gunshot residue and there are traces of dust witch match to that from car roof. Her shoes match to one type of latent shoe prints found there. Other type matches to janitor's shoes. There's nothing linking her to roof or gunpowder residue on chlose she wore this day. Also, her credit card records proove she was in bar that night and that she purchusaed glowes. Did You had more luck?
-Well, DNA from hair found on roof and DNA from three of four cigaret bura found on roof match to janitor. DNA from fourth cigaret but doesn't. I'm runing it through CODIS right now.
Computer beeps and they both lock at screen.
-DNA belongs to Jeff Morgan, 45-Boa Vista reads. Photograph of thin middle-aged Caucasian man with short brown hair and brown eyes is shown on screen.-He served 12 years for atempted murder. He shoot man in wood with shootgun. He claimed he did that for thrill. He was released three years ago.
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Eric and Boa Vista are talking with Jeff in park, who is working there. He wears old working chlose, working boots and brown working glowes on hands.
-I didn't shoot that girl-he says.
-Where were you today at about 2 pm?-Calleigh asks.
-Home alone-he says.-My shift started at 3 pm.
-But we found cigaret butt with your DNA on roof from wich shooter was shooting-Eric says.
Calleigh tooks I-phone from right pocket of her pants and photographs shoeprint Jeff left in the ground.
-And I believe your shoes will match to shoeprints found on the roof-she says, saves photograph and puts it back in right pocket of her pants.
Jeff tooks a deep breath.
-I sometimes climb there-he says.-I like heights. Adrenalin. I don't shoot at people anymore.
Eric tooks plastic bag containing pair of white latex glowes, small parafrin bottle and sterile gase from right pocket of his coat and does the same thing Calleigh did with Shanna. Parafrin test is negative.