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Gentlemen...

let's start the bidding.

Look at these beautiful ladies.

Gorgeous twins. They can be
your girlfriends for the day.

Remember folks, all your
money goes to charity.

10,000.

50,000.

Whoa.

Stan, your tech company
just went public.

60,000.

100,000.

Whoa.

Going, going... Gone.

Gorgeous twins

for $100,000.

Next

we have the beautiful Rebecca.

Shall we start the bidding

at 20,000. 20,000.

25.

Guys, this is all tax-deductible.

40.

45. Whoa.

C'mon, man, you already got a stunner.

60,000.

She's all yours.

$60,000.

Sixty

thousand dollars.

Come on, Katie.

Ready for this? Wow.

It's so nice

of Peter to let you use his bedroom.

I just gave him a ton

of money for his charity.

He owes me.

You want to get those curtains, Rebecca?

Why?

It adds to the mystery.

Okay.

Sure.

So should we have a drink?

Why don't you help me with my tie?

Okay.

Ooh.

Just give me one minute.

Where are you going?

I...

I have to get something.

Just give me one minute.

What do you say?

Let's close the rest of these curtains.

Sorry for the wait.

Oh, it's going to be worth it.

Girls?

I hope you didn't start without me.

This is gonna be worth every penny.

There's a lake...

What's this, chocolate sauce?

I just left the room a few minutes.

I know how this looks.

Why'd you leave the room?

To take a Viagra.

I dropped some major

dough here.

I wanted to get my money's worth.

Well, looks like you're
going have to stick

with the tax deduction.

Where'the other girl?

There was another girl?

I bought... two.

You bought two. Officer.

What? Thank you, Mr. Kornspan.

Get his horsepower,

will you? Yes, sir.

Frank,

What about an ID? We
found our victim's purse.

Her name's Rebecca Roth. She's 19.

Good, Frank. Tell me about this auction.

Well, they're raising money
for underprivileged kids

so they can go to summer camp.

It's called, uh, Project Campfire.

It's hosted by the
homeowner, Peter Kinkella.

I want to know who bid what for whom

and how much they paid.

This must have been one kinky party.

Don't know whether she
was blindfolded in fun...

or in fear. Either way

I'll take that.

She sustained

several stab wounds to the torso.

Any defense wounds?

Not that I can see.

Looks like she's missing a ring, though.

Maybe a robbery.

That would be odd to target her

with so much bling at the party

other than hers.

Stabbed with a letter opener.

Look at that: blood on the blade,

but also looks like blood on the handle.

So our killer may have been
injured during the attack.

Looks like our best bet.

I'm going to take it to DNA.

Hey, Ryan.

Yeah.

I found a long black hair.

Could be African American.

Hmm.

Well, Delko got the prime assignmeas

of interviewing the girls.

This could make it easy for him.

Yeah, I got it.

Ms. Watson,

we found a long black
hair on our victim's body.

Any idea how it might have gotten there?

I was in-in that bedroom with her.

And George. He bid on both of us.

It must have gotten on her then.

Well, we found

George half clothed and Rebecca dead.

How'd you fare so well?

Well, when we met to discuss
the details of our date,

George told us that
he wanted a three-way.

And I

went along at first, looking
for a graceful way out.

You know, I started to get undressed.

George was having trouble...

staying focused.

That's when he went for
some medicinal courage?

And then what?

Then I told Rebecca I
was getting out of there

and that she should too. Why didn't she?

She said she felt guilty because
he had spent a lot of money

and that she couldn't leave.

How did the blindfold fit in?

Rebecca was a little nervous

and I thought it might calm her down.

You are so sexy.

Close your eyes. Trust me.

So you just left her there,
blindfolded with George's tie.

Rebecca made her choice.

I don't care how much money he donated.

I wasn't going to sleep with him.

Did you notice if Rebecca was
wearing a ring when you left?

honestly don't remember.

That's a convenient
time for a memory lapse.

It's the truth.

I make it my business to know

the most beautiful women in Miami.

Blonde, Latino, Greek, Asian.

Something for everyone.

So what does the highest
bidder get for his money?

Well, I paid $50,000
for my date with Sonya.

I assure you, it's
all on the up-and-up.

For yo date with Sonya.

My guests receive an
evening of conversation

with the women they bid for.

The details are worked out
between the two parties.

Yes. Where were you when this happened?

With Sonya.

We went upstairs to the private terrace

to enjoy an intimate lunch.

Which was interrupted by all this.

Yes, sounds like an inconvenience.

I going to need a list
of your guests, please.

I'll get it right now.

Do that.

Look at you.

Can't wait to grow up.

It's a miracle I don't
see more kids like you.

All right, let's work our magic.

You ready, Ryan?

Oh, Alexx, I was born ready.

I've got your image.

Let me know if the angle is right.

This stitching technology requires

that there's a perpendicular
photo of each side of her finger.

Next angle.

Then your computer
stitches them together

in a three-dimensional image.

Yeah.

It's basically going to look like

a black and white photo

of the ring she wore.

Getting a perpendicular image

of all sides of a decedent's finger

is a lot harder than it looks.

You got that, Ryan?

Alexx, do me a favor:

make the image more
perpendicular, please.

You want come down here

and try it from my end, honey?

No, Alexx, you-you're
doing a wonderful job.

All right, now.

Now let's get the last side.

Is that her missing ring?

Looks small. What size is it

It's a 4-
and-a-half.

Got a lot of detail, though.

This is basically what
the ring would look like.

Great job.

Thank you.

Hey, hey, hey!

What about me?

You're fabulous.

Unfortunately, finding that ring
is going to be the hard part.

We'll do what we do.

Let's start with estate
sales and pawnshops.

Mr. Thornton, next time
you steal something,

you might want to find a pawnshop

that's a little less
cooperative with the police.

Last time I checked,
selling your own property

to a pawnshop was completely legal.

I didn't steal anything.

That ring's a little too
small to be yours, isn't it?

I had it made for my girlfriend.

Rebecca Roth.

Why were you selling her ring?

Becca broke up with me this morning.

I thought we were getting married.

She broke my heart.

I can't keep the ring.

I don't want to be engaged.

I want to experience life.

That was crap.

Is that why you killed her?

Becca's dead?

Miss Roth was found
murdered at a party today.

Was there any chance you were there?

No. After Becca broke up with me,

I followed her.

She went to some fancy party,

but I never went inside.

I got my proof right out front.

Proof of what?

She left me for another guy.

Hey.

Is there any chance
you'd recognize that man

if you saw him again?

Yeah, I can do better than that.

I got a... I got a picture of him.

That creep stole my girlfriend.

I'm going to need to
take this phone with me.

Where are you going?

That creep's name is Jake Berkeley.

I'm going to find out what he's up to.

Hey, Ryan said there was blood
on the murder weapon's handle.

Yeah, and it's different
from our victim,

whose blood was all over the blade.

That sounds promising.

Just waiting on CODIS.

Did you find out what Jake was
doing with the victim today?

I paged him; let's see if he calls back.

Oh, there we go.

Ah, that's what I'm talking abouin

CODIS hit on the blood on the handle.

Peter Kinkella.

That was our party host.

Arrested for solicitation.

Maybe the party was really
just a way to solicit legally.

Mr. Kinkella, your charity
auctions women for money,

and, yet, you were busted
for soliciting prostitution.

It was a one-time thing.

I learned my lesson.

Ruined my life; my wife
left me, took my kids.

You do see the irony of
it, though, don't you?

My charity donates thousands of dollars

to underprivileged kids.

I thought an auction with hot
women would bring in more money

from our wealthy male benefactors.

What was your connection
to Rebecca Roth?

I never met her before today.

Then how do you explain your blood

on the handle of the murder weapon?

That's impossible.

So you didn't use your
letter-opener to stab Rebecca, then?

My letter-opener... I can explain.

I cut myself this
morning opening my mail.

I cut my hand; it doesn't
make me a murderer.

Well, it certainly doesn't
eliminate you either.

It's my house, my
letter-opener, and my bedroom.

You find any of that criminal,
I'm sure you'll let me know.

That's what I do.

It isn't what it seems.

Yeah, well, you know what?

It never is with you, Jake.

I had to find out from ATF
that you had lateralled to MDPD?

Well, I thought you'd find out.

Why'd you leave ATF?

Because you guys blew my cover.

I couldn't do that anymore.

Word is, Rebecca's your girlfriend.

She's just a kid, Calleigh.

Well, now she's a murder victim,
so if you have an explanation,

you better bring it.

We're building a case
against Peter Kinkella.

I needed someone on the inside.

So you thought it was a good idea

to turn a young girl into a CI?

Rebecca Roth is no angel, believe me.

And I busted her for
meth possession, so...

So you threatened a first-timer
with a stint in jail.

All she was supposed to do was get in,

look for his stash and see
what she could find out.

You had nothing on this guy.

Yes, I did. You're wrong.

Kinkella's dealing heroin
out of his clubs in Miami.

He's got toe worth millions.

Well, if you're so sure,
why send in the girl?

Because I couldn't get in,

and they were auctioning
off beautiful girls.

And you couldn't have found
a young police officer?

Well, not unless they let me use you.

Calleigh, you know how this works.

You get one shot at a guy like this.

ll, it looks like you missed.

Detective Tripp. Checked
into Kinkella's background.

If his wife left him, it's not official.

Only thing on record is
their marriage certificate.

Do they have kids?

Yeah, two boys, elementary school.

Okay, income.

He does well. No stockpiled
cash. Pays his taxes.

All shy activity seems recent.

Wait a second. What does
he do with the money?

I don't know. I checked into his charity

and there is not a damn
thing charitable about it.

Okay, so it doesn't come back nonprofit.

Anything but.

Has all the earmarks
of a shell corporation.

I'll have to dig deeper to
see if he's taking the money.

Was the account offshore, Frank?

Yeah, Bahamas.

So... what next?

Let's go shake his tree.

Lieutenant Caine.

This certainly is a
beautiful home, Mr. Kinkella.

How did you pay for it?

If you've got financial
questions, see my accountant.

I have a lot more than
financial questions for you.

What's the dog for?

It's a drug-sniffing dog.

I have a warrant to
search your premises.

You can't just barge into my home.

I can when it's a crime scene.

Excuse me.

Let me see that.

Let's see what we have.

There's nothing here, just some papers.

If there were drugs
here, somebody moved them.

Maybe he was reacting to a residue.

Hey, here we go.

You got something?

Yeah, a listening device.

Now to remove it

without compromising
the potential for prints.

Is that the stuff

that preserves the
sticky side of the tape?

That's right. It contains heptane.

You spray it in a mist.

It negates the adhesive bond
long enough to remove the device

and preserve the potential for prints.

Yeah, that's a short-range transmitter.

It's got a signal strength
of about a hundred yards.

Who do you think put it there?

Do you have something to tell me, Jake?

I don't have to tell you
everything about my cases.

No you don't, but, my friend,

you just put a young girl in
harm's way and she got killed.

What do you want from me, man?

I want the recordings
from Kinkella's house.

What recordings?

The recordings from the microphone

that you had Rebecca plant-

those recordings.

Look, I never gave her any mike.

We found the mike, Jake;
it's standard-issue.

I know you think that
I got that girl kied.

But all I was doing was
having her gather information,

strictly eyes and ears.

Jake, if your fingerprints
are on that microphone,

you're finished.

You understand?

Fine.

Someone wasn't careful.

Whoever planted this microphone

touched the adhesive on the back.

Okay, then this should be easy.

Yeah, should be.

Except, it's not his.

Try running it through AFIS.

Who else would want to
bug Kinkella's house?

Apparently someone who
doesn't want us to know.

It's restricted.

You think it was a Fed?

Or intelligence.

Maybe Horatio can get clearance.

Who are we missing here?

I mean, who else was in that room?

Look, Heff Jr. doesn't
seem like the spy type.

Well, what about your friend?

The girl you interrogated? Katie Watson?

You think she's one of us?

Why don't you ask her?

You interrupted my
spa treatment for this?

How many times do I have to tell you:

I left girlie in the room.

It turns out that you left
something else there, too.

What is that?

Cut the act, Ms. Watson.

If that's even your real name.

Yes, who do you work for?

Let's just say I do my best
to keep you safe at home.

Mm, so you're claiming the
Homeland Security Agency.

So posing as a girlfriend

was just a cover?

I do whatever the job requires.

Was Rebecca involved in the job?

No, she wasn't.

I never even saw her

before that creep bought
us both in the auction.

That's why I had to improvise
once we got to the room.

Improvise by killing her?

No.

I blindfolded her, so she
wouldn't see me plant the bug.

You want to have some fun?

I guess.

Close your eyes.

Okay, now get comfortable, darling.

Yes.

You... are so sexy.

I mean, just hot.

Then I got out of there.

What is your interest in Kinkella?

That's a
need-to-know.

I need to know.

I can't help you.

Well, what about Rebecca?

Can you help her?

I don't follow.

Your microphone recorded her murder.

Let me see what I can do.

I'll call it in.

Don't make me wait.

Where you going?

Give me one minute.

I got to get something.

Okay, that's George
leaving for the Viagra

You want to have some fun?

I guess.

Close your eyes.

Eric, jump ahead to when Katie leaves.

She's out.

George?

Someone just walked in.

Why don't we

invite that other guy to join us
- Peter?

You ow, 'cause he was kind of cute.

Oh, my G...

I never heard hesomeone die before.

You're awfully quiet, ladies.

That''s George.

Hope you didn't start without me.

This is gonna be worth every penny.

There's one leg.

What's this, chocolate sauce?

Excellent.

What the...?

S Somebody...! Something happened!

Help! Help!

George, what did you do?!

That's Kinkella in the room.

You got to help me!

I'll go get you a towel.

Eric, rewind that part.

It sounds like he took
something and left, doesn't it?

Yeah.

Yeah, the dog went crazy,
barking near the bedside table.

Something was removed.

911. What is your emergency?

Let's find out Eeic. What
his real emergency was.

Where's Lieutenant Caine?

Mr. Kinkella, you left
out a small detail.

You were the first one to find George.

Uh, yeah.

He started screaming.

At first, I thought he
was having a good time.

But then I knew there was trouble.

And you decided to help
him by gng to get a towel?

Right.

Only, you never got George a towel.

You took something from the room.

Something heavy, like a case.

How do you know about that?

The drug dogs smelled it, Peter.

But I took the drugs out...

Dogs have an amazing sense of smell.

What kind of drugs

Heroin.

Uncut.

In my book safe.

Somebody! Help!

George.

George, what did you do?!

You got to help me.

I'll, uh...

I'll go get you a towel.

It was right nexto the bed.

I couldn't let?

You're quite an investor.

Pandering,

drug dealing, money laundering.

Wasn't always that way.

It seems to have started
in the last few months.

Common denominator though

is that you need to make money fast.

Why is that?

Peter, murder is gonna

round out the rest of
these charges really nicely.

But I-I didn't...

I want that safe.

It's in the trunk of my car.

Good.

Let's go.

Hey, man, what'd we get?

It's what the dope dog hit on.

It's a dictionary.

No, it's not.

It's a book safe.

It w concealing his drugs.

Doesn't look like it
could hold very much,

besides a personal stash.

He kept pure heroin in there.

Cut it up, in the street,
it's wortx a million dollars.

So he kept it close to him,
and it was near the body.

Yeah. And I'd say it
was at the killer's feet.

Spatter.

What is that, plastic?

Looks like an aglet.

The covering of a tip of a shoelace?

That's right.

Some light-colored threads inside.

The frayed aglet must have
got stuck in wet blood.

Light-colored threads means
light-colored shoelace.

Means that our killer
was wearing tennis shoes

at a formal party.

So we're looking for the one person

who didn't dress to impress.

What are you doing?

I'm seizing it.

It's evidence.

You see the frayed aglet

from your shoelace?

We found the other half

at Rebecca's murder scene.

You said you never went in the house.

Yet, somehow,

the tip of your shoelace
got stuck in her wet blood.

Sort of hard to
explain, don't you think?

Why'd you do it?

Wasn't bad enough that she left
me for the guy I saw her with.

Be right back.

Close your eyes. Trust me.

George?

Why don't we invite

that Peter guy to join us?

You know, he's kind of cute.

George?

She was selling herself
like a common whore.

I couldn't believe my eyes.

We're from Virginia.

We met in church, if
you can believe that.

We made promises to each other.

And once she moved to South
Beach, she forgot everything.

How so?

She made new friends.

Didn't come home for days.

I found drugs in her purse.

Then that guy...

Rebecca didn't leave you for that guy.

He's a cop.

She was helping him to work a case.

What?

I don't get it.

That's right; you don't.

Maybe she would have
explained it to you.

But you never gave her the chance.

You took her life. Now
we're gonna take yours.

Peter Kinkella has been laundering money

and selling drugs, and yet you're not

focused on him. Why not?

We need to keep his operation going.

So the monitoring device
is for someone bigger.

Kinkella's only raising capital.

We want who's getting that money.

Which is for who?

I'm afraidhat's classified.

Yeah.

Classified. For now.

Richard Kinkella,

are you aware that
Homeland Security Agency

is looking into you?

Why?

Because your money is being used

to fund a terrorist
organization, that's why.

I would never help terrorists.

Not intentionally.

Up until six months ago,

you were a legitimate
businessman with a family.

So?

You're still married,

but no one has seen
your family recently.

Where are they?

Dead, if you keep this up.

Please, I beg of you.

You can't help me.

I think I can.

I drained my accounts.

Borrowed against my business.

Every time, they promised
it would be enough.

But it never was.

Three weeks ago,

my wife was driving my sons to school.

They... took them.

everything they asked after that.

I need names.

I want to tell you.

I do.

But if anything happenedo them...

Mr. Kinkella, help me,

so I can help your family, okay?

No, I-I can't.

Thought you didn't need my help?

I would take help

from anybody right now, Jake, even you.

So what's going on?

You were running surveillance

on Kinkella, weren't you?

Shadowed him 24/7.

Only place I couldn't get to him

was inside his house.

Why the photos?

His family was kidnapped.

Kidnapped for what?

Money.

Kinkella was being blackmailed
into funding a terrorist cell.

My God. Yeah.

I was thinking maybe
your camera might've

caught one of the kidnappers.

Thesguys ran Peter's clubs.

Now that's his cutter.

He prepared the roin for the dealers.

What about this girl? Who's she?

She's unidentified.

She was with Peter at the party.

Really?

Yeah, she s pretending
to be his girlfriend.

Well, she's giving him hell.

I wouldn't take that
from somebody I paid for.

Good to know.

We've got to find her.

I want in.

I thought I wasn't any fun.

Maybe I feel bad

because I got Rebecca
in the middle of this.

Maybe you just feel bad

'cause you're not in the middle of it.

I'm sorry, Jake, I can't.

Ms. Moreta,

you led us to believe

that you were purchased at an auction,

when, in reality, the money went to you.

You needed Peter's full cooperation.

So you kidnapped his family

to fund your terrorist cell.

That's crazy. Is it?

What's the plan, Ms. Moreta?

My plan is to just sit back,

relax, and watch

as the world we know changes forever.

And how is that gonna happen?

My world believes in
the death of America.

Your world.

What is your world planning to do?

It's already in motion.

I wouldn't stop it even if I could.

I believe you.

Yeah, we don't know what

they're going to hit or when.

Okay, here what we do:

we look into Kinkella's last six months.

As far as we know, he's
an unwitting facilitator.

And he lawyered up.

So what about Sonya?

She pulls the strings

and there's a reason she chose him.

Yeah, his resources.

He must know someone who is

helping Sonya's group transport
whatever they're using.

Someone important.

What've you got, Frank?

A lot of bigwigs at
that auction: old money,

new money, tech money.

Anybody out of place?

Yeah. George Kornspan.

The guy who bought our three-way?

Mm-hmm, he's a stevedore
at the Miami port.

Works with shipping containers.

Well, 20 bucks says

he has something to do with
which ones get inspected.

Hands where I can see them, Kornspan.

I didn't come this far to be taken down.

Don't make a mistake
that'll cost you your life;

put the gun down.

Freeze.

Calleigh! Calleigh!

Calleigh! Calleigh!

Calleigh!

Are you okay?

Thank God for Kevlar.

I will deal with you later.

Are you okay?

I'll be fine.

Jake, huh? Yeah.

Dang... well,

I brought you the new gadget
from Homeland Security.

Oh, great. It's a portable
explosive detector.

It detects in parts per trillion.

This was the lt shipping container

that Kornspan signed off on.

Let's see.

This should tell us what was in it.

That's reading PETN.

That's plastique explosive.

This container could
hold about 10,000 pounds.

That's twice as much as they used

in the Oklahoma City bombing.

So why not just blow up the port?

I don't know. I guess sometimes it takes

an even larger explosion
to create a larger disaster.

How're we going to find
out where they're going?

Found it. Thanks.

Homeland Security. What are they
looking for? The same thing we are.

A vehicle carrying 10,000 pounds

of plastique explosives.

A mobile bomb.

The contents were unloaded at
the dock than half an hour ago.

Well, factoring in the size

of a vehicle necessary to carry

that much weight and the dr...

This should give us a viable
radius of the truck's location.

Route 821.

They've got to be headed
somewhere big, huh?

Where's that lead?

That's Turkey Point.

It's a suicide mission.

They're going to blow
up a nuclear power plant.

And cover Miami in 30,000 pounds

of nuclear fallout.

H... they're headed to Turkey Point.

?Set up a roadblock at Turkey Point

and notify Homeland
Security immediately.

AGENT Spotted vehicle
fitting criteria on 281.

Red cab, 18-wheeler...

The roadblock is in place.

Standing by for authorization to engage.

Subject's vehicle is one mile out.

We've got it in our sight.

Permission to engage.

We have the green light to fire.

I cannot believe I
took a bullet for you.

What are you talking about?

I can't believe I shot a man for you.

I'm the one in pain.

I got the emotional scars.

You're not losing any sleep over this.

Maybe you're right.

What'd you say?

You're right, Calleigh.

Nice to hear.

Gotta admit...

We are a good team.

We have our moments.

What happens to Kinkella?
He was just a pawn.

My boss agreed that
if he fully cooperated

with the investigation,

he could have a chance at immunity.

You know, ma'am, our
agencies really need

to learn to communicate.

Trust me, Lieutenant, from
now on when it comes to Miami,

you'll be the first one I call.

Yes, well, you've got the number.

My plan is to just sit back, relax,

and watch as the world
we know changes forever.

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