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So is Cassidy going to run the sorority?

Well, she was. She needed a place to live, but she scored this incredible

sublet. Oh, yeah? Where?

At Gateview Towers.

Gateview Towers? How'd she get in there?

Beats the hell out of me.

We're going to see her in a couple of minutes, so you can ask her yourself.

Hi,

Daddy. Hello, little girl.

Hey, I'm just going to park a car. Okay.

Doctor.

Doctor. Go.

Shut up and get the car.

baby hey you all right come here it's okay come here it's all right it's over

As you can see, he had quite the sheet.

Burglary, larceny, illegal gambling, truck hijacking.

That's your typical candidate for a simple follow -home robbery, Nash, but a

solid felon nonetheless.

Do you recognize this guy?

No. I can remember their faces perfectly, and I never saw either of

in my life.

Cassidy, how much money were you carrying with you?

$3 ,200.

I just got back from Taste of the Bay. You know where restaurants donate food

and people buy tickets?

We were raising money for the Redwood Groves project.

Maybe he saw you there and just decided you'd be an easy target.

He's going to go to the bank after I coffee with you guys.

The only thing bothering me with that is that if it was a great robbery, why

were they trying to haul her into the car?

Two guys with guns, that's not a standard M .O. for sexual abduction, is

Hmm.

What about our second guy?

A little too simple and hungry for his own good, we found the car abandoned and

stolen as we were late.

He wiped everything clean with a spray cleaner, figured he was home free,

Lunch trash in the backseat. Chili cheeseburger and fries to be exact. The

were able to pull seven fantastic greasy prints off of this man. I'm loving

that. Who is it?

Desmond Kenner. Lives in the marina at his current address.

Well, if the boy had ordered a salad, he'd be a free man now.

Take Cassidy home for me, will you? Daddy.

Humor me.

See ya.

Your car's here, huh?

Yeah, Harvey, you know what? It's cool. My dad's just paranoid. I can drive

myself home.

Have him hang me by my thumb. Ev, want to follow us?

Wow.

Uh,

you know, reading somebody else's mail is a federal offense.

Well, you know, we are in the office. It is a departmental computer.

Yeah, well, it's personal. I can see that.

Hey, Nash, have you ever chatted online?

On the Internet?

Yeah. Nah.

I mean, it's interesting to meet somebody just through the written word,

know?

Interesting how?

Well, you know, I did it the other day, you know? I mean, just through the lark,

you know? And I met this really interesting woman. It's amazing how much

understands me.

How long has Inger been in Sweden?

Four weeks.

Four weeks. Okay.

Now, tell me about this.

woman that you've been chatting.

Oh, well, we don't disclose identities.

See, that's one of the rules of this chat site. Oh, that's good.

Let me get this straight. So, uh, you're just chatting with this woman and, uh,

your wife is in Sweden caring for her dying mother. Is that, uh, is that

correct?

No, that is not correct.

Oh, really?

What's not correct?

Inger's mother is not dying.

If it's any consolation, Kat, you know, I'm really torn up about what happened

between you two.

It's not, but thanks.

I don't mean to be getting in the middle or suggesting you do anything about it.

It's just I spent a lot of time with the guy, and I thought in case you didn't

realize.

Harvey.

I realize.

It's okay.

Harvey, can you do something for me?

Yeah.

Can you tell him I don't love him anymore?

Oh, I could tell him.

I don't think he'll believe it, but I can tell him.

I'm gonna walk you up, okay?

You've done your duty, Harv. I'll be fine.

You're sure?

Yes, I'm sure.

Cassidy, if the postmodern sensibilities of this joint ever become a little much

for you, you call me, okay?

We'll hook you up with something funky in the hate.

Not likely, Harv. See you later.

What are you doing, man?

No.

Evan, don't.

Cassidy, um... Don't you think maybe you could, like, treat me a little bit

better? I mean, at the very least, could we be cordial?

You're right.

Hey, Evan.

How are you?

Great.

I gotta go.

Cassidy, hey.

You wouldn't be acting this way unless you felt the exact same way that I feel.

You know what? I did have feelings for you.

But you blew it, okay? And the only feeling I have for you now is a sick

feeling. in my stomach when I see you.

I gotta go.

Desmond Kenner.

Surprise, surprise.

You're under arrest, Desmond. Put your hands behind your back. Thank you very

much. How'd you find me?

Well, we tell you, but it's too cheesy.

We're having a 20 -year -old girl. Now, that's not usually your style, Desmond.

Bitch was gonna get what she deserved.

Excuse me?

Why are you protecting that bitch?

What she did was worse than anything I ever did, man. Get him out of here.

What'd she do, Desmond?

This interview is over. I want to call my lawyer. Oh, yeah? And who would that

be? In my wallet.

In your wallet, huh?

Hmm.

Churchill McClellan. Would you rob somebody represented by Churchill

What are you doing with a $600 an hour lawyer, Desmond?

You got other questions, ask him.

I'll be out on bail.

Well, with a guy like Churchill McClellan, I think you will be. Let me

you one other question.

What does he look like?

Tall.

Old.

You've never even seen him, have you, you dumb bastard? Get out of here.

Well, it doesn't look like we're investigating a robbery anymore, does

it doesn't.

Come on, I want to talk to Cassidy.

I'm not expecting anyone.

Who is it?

Who is it?

Food delivery.

Not mine.

Okay.

What's going on?

What's going on?

Shh, shh, shh.

It's the restaurant.

The food.

Really? What's it for? A really big dip?

Drop it. Drop it right now. Put your hands up. Let's go.

All right, why don't you deliver your ass right off.

All right, let's see what we got here.

Okay, I'm looking at Mushu pork. I'm thinking maybe without the bomb,

This is the shrimp and pea pods with lobster sauce, I'm thinking. I told you,

it's just food.

Hot and sour soup here. And you didn't order any food, right? No.

So this Kung Pao cocaine wouldn't be yours?

Or are you saying this is a side of MSG?

So we've got soup for four and cocaine for 200.

You got this thing figured out yet?

No, but the fact that my daughter's right in the middle of it has got my

little short.

Let's take a walk, Joe.

Hey, guys, we got Tommy Orlando's rap seat.

Courtesy of Cassidy's faculty.

Young Mr. Pack now wants me once.

Huh, Tommy, what happened here?

Your normal loan sharking, arson for hire gigs, they all dry up?

I got nothing to say to you, man.

Where's the food from?

Who knows?

Underneath Chinese.

Well, you're tough.

Ronnie, why don't you take Mr. Orlando here to jail?

Book him on felony narcotics possession, felony weapons possession, and

attempted murder of a police officer.

My pleasure.

Let's go.

See you in about 15 years.

Maybe then you won't be so tough.

Who'd you thumb lease this place from?

This girl, Mia Costello.

Uh -huh.

Where'd you hook up with her?

Well, she's a friend of my friend Allison's at Berkeley, and she's

be traveling in Europe.

Yeah? Does Allison know how to get a hold of Mia? Well, I can call her. I can

ask. Call her.

What does Mia look like? Uh, let's see. She's tall.

She's like 22, 23. She's got really dark hair.

They think I'm her, don't they?

Uh, maybe.

I don't know, but until we get this thing figured out, you gotta move out of

here. Well, what about school?

You can go to school, but you can't live here.

Well, I guess I can save some of my friends at Berkeley. And you're gonna

to have a protection detail.

Oh, really?

Non -negotiable.

How old are you, Sam?

19. 19.

Oh, that's too bad.

Too old to be a juvenile. I thought that would help us out, but oh.

That's too bad. You're going to do one mandatory year at least for the weapons

charges. It's not even including the dope.

Sam, you ever heard of being at a crossroads in your life?

That's where you are right now, buddy.

You help us. Maybe we can help you.

Where'd you pick up the cocaine?

From Tongs on Grant.

You know what's stupid?

They offered me $2 ,000 to carry the gun.

I was supposed to back him up.

Who gave you the drugs?

Give us a name, Sam. Maybe you can get out of this by the skin of your teeth.

Mr. Lee.

He's the restaurant manager.

Are you accusing me of cheating on my wife?

Bubba, I am not accusing you of anything.

There are some people that would argue that an email relationship such as the

one you're having...

Could potentially be dangerous on a romantic level.

Yeah, people like Caitlyn.

She would be one of them.

How about you?

I think you missed your wife.

And I think that you're probably feeling a little bit vulnerable right about

now. You're eating way too much into this, Nash, man.

And we ought to run it by anchor.

Well,

Frankie Dwyer as I live and breathe.

Nash Bridges.

How'd you find me?

I didn't even know I was coming here.

Unlucky.

How's everything to thank you?

As advertised, but I am out and I am clean now.

So if you gentlemen don't mind, my soup is getting cold.

Really? Let's see.

Yep, a little chilly.

Oh, uh, recommendation.

Stay away from the Kung Pao selection.

Let's go.

I've lost my appetite.

Where do you get that from, Mr. Lee, then?

Well, it certainly doesn't hurt to ask, now does it?

Hi there.

Cut that PD. Got a minute?

A couple questions we've got for you.

Well, first of all, we've got a little problem with the delivery that you made

to the Gateview Towers. Remember that?

I understand.

Ling? Hi.

I don't see a show of bandages.

What'd you come for?

We didn't think you were police officers.

We thought maybe you were Russian gangsters.

Yeah. I get mistaken for a Russian gangster all the time.

That's your best effort?

Come on, you can do better than that.

It's the truth.

You better try again, because I know you guys don't want to spend the next ten

years in jail.

It's okay. You can talk among yourselves.

Confirm. Go ahead.

Sorry.

We really have nothing more to say.

Really?

He ain't guy.

Think how much he was.

Yeah, what he said.

See, because I just bought this next door at the electronics store.

$24 .95, batteries included.

Looks like he's the one that got the deal.

Let's go, girls. Ronnie?

Alex, thank you very much.

Alex Chan from the Chinatown Drug Test.

says Mr. Lee and his gang are drug suppliers for none other than Tony, a .k

Junior Bellazario, who is number two guy in Frankie Dreyer's gang.

Fascinating. Guess who paid a year's lease in advance on Mia Costello's

apartment? Well, it wouldn't happen to be Tony, a .k .a. Junior Bellazario.

It couldn't. It was. Meanwhile, the guy's married. He's got three kids at

The guy's got Mia set up in an apartment. I mean, this is all starting

together very nicely. Just one question.

Who ordered the cocaine sent over to Mia Costello's apartment? If it was Junior,

why? If not him, who?

Well, since we can't seem to find Junior, maybe we ought to ask Frankie

that question.

Ladies and gentlemen, Mia Costello.

She grew up in Watsonville, went to Berkeley, and then moved to the city to

graphic design.

Her parents confirmed that she is in Europe, but she's yet to check in.

going to give us a call when she does.

You know what's interesting about this chick?

It may be a coincidence, I don't know, but she looks a bit like Cassidy.

Well, you know what else is interesting is that Mia Costello's car has been

ticketed twice in the past five days on the 700 block of Vallejo.

So maybe she left it with a friend.

Except the car is a 99 Jaguar XJR.

Or maybe this girl's not in Europe after all.

We're looking at what, a couple hundred apartments here?

Yeah. I think we ought to look for the car. It might be easier to find. Yeah.

What's going on with Evan?

A lot of problems. He's trying to work him out.

You know, I have a feeling.

But, Nash, once he turns on somebody, it's pretty hard to come back. That's

thing. I'm hoping for the best and preparing for the worst.

Wait a minute.

What?

Nia.

Excuse me, miss.

Hey. Hey, Nia, stop.

Maxie.

Oh.

You get that cab number? Yeah, yeah. Hold it.

Frankie, Frankie, Frankie.

prison for four weeks and already half deep to a ten -foot jackass in trouble.

Maybe you're getting too old for the drug business.

This really is a young man's game, you know.

I don't use drugs. I don't deal drugs.

I'm in the recycling business.

Period.

But you did send that cocaine over to Mia's, didn't you? And you did hire that

fancy -pants lawyer for Desmond Kenner. I bet you even gave him that card to

carry around, huh?

I guess you had a lot of time in prison to think this all up, huh? See, if you

could prove I was guilty of any wrongdoing...

then we wouldn't be sitting here having this pleasant little chat right now. I'd

be in cuffs.

So, gentlemen, I have a business to run. Yeah, well, listen, we'll get out of

your hair as soon as you tell us one thing.

Where can we find Junior Belisario?

Can't help you.

You lose track of people when you go to prison.

Well, let me bring you up to date.

He's been running drugs with Mr. Lee and his crew and Tommy Orlando out of

Tongs. There, I gave you one.

Now you tell me what's going on between Junior and Mia.

As I told you, I'm in the recycling business now.

I'm environmentally friendly.

Whatever Junior is up to, I really can't say.

You don't know where he is either, do you?

Thank you very much. That's been very enlightening.

No, no, don't get up.

You'll be back.

Dear Jay, loved your last email.

You are a beautiful writer.

Well, thank you very much.

I've got an idea.

What's that?

I think we should meet. What do you think?

I'm not so sure that's such a good idea.

Why not? Pick a restaurant you like.

Am I crazy?

What am I doing wrong? We're friends.

Well?

Do you know the Majestic?

I love that place.

Tonight, 8 o 'clock. What do you think?

Can't do this. I... Oh, boy.

How will I know you?

I'll be wearing a rose.

You?

Ask for table 26.

I'll be there.

26, can't wait. Yours, P.

Good

evening.

How are you doing tonight?

Just fine, thank you.

Actually, I'm meeting someone.

Sort of a blind date.

Why do I do this to myself?

Table 26.

Oh, yes. Right this way.

It's that table over there, right?

Yes.

Okay. That's fine. Thank you. I'll just, uh... I have to go use the little boy's

room, and then I'll just find my own way back. Okay. Thank you.

Bye -bye.

Joe!

Pepe, hey, Pepe, how you doing? What a surprise.

Yeah, long time no see. How you been?

How was Greece?

Heartbreaking. The details you don't want to know.

Well, okay, in a word, Arturo.

Arturo. I can't even talk about it.

Suffice it to say, he was a god.

Of course, if you want to hear about it, I'd be happy to tell you. Actually,

Pepe, I have sort of a meeting here.

Oh, of course.

How's Nash?

Well, he and Caitlyn are living together.

Really?

Back to that again, huh?

Yeah, well, you know Nash.

Does he honestly think that living with a woman is going to change him?

Apparently so.

And you two have what?

An open relationship?

Pepe, we're not together.

I'm sorry.

Listen,

I was just, um... heading out.

Oh, okay. Well, hey, it was good running into you.

You too. All right, be good.

Bye. Bye -bye now.

What are you doing here?

I had some info for Nash, a case that we're working.

Yeah, well, he's not here.

Right. All right, okay.

You know, he does have a cell phone.

No, I know. I've been trying to get in touch with him, but maybe the battery's

down or something.

Yeah.

I missed you so much.

Evan, don't.

Don't, okay?

Catherine. Kathy, standing here right now, tell me that you're not feeling

exactly the same way I'm feeling.

No.

Change your mind.

Evan.

Evan, don't.

Please don't. Stop it.

Daddy. Daddy, don't. Come on.

You walk out the door, and you never step foot in this apartment again.

Without my... I promise you.

Do you understand?

I understand.

Thank you. Cleaning crew.

Ow! Ow!

Ow!

What the... What the hell is that?

Disco Inferno!

What? Do you remember?

The tramp?

No, Disco Inferno.

Do you hear that? See? I maintain that the energy underneath... That melody is

exactly the same as the energy underneath some of Jerry's work during

Throwing Stones period.

Except for the disco part. Yeah, yeah, I understand. Where the hell is it coming

from? I don't know.

If you figure it out, tell us.

meeting with your online friend last night.

Hmm? Well, how'd it go?

Can I ask you about that?

Yes. Why?

You feeling a little guilty?

Oh.

Hey, since when did the corner science expand into that treatment?

You're a little edgy for a guy that's convinced he's doing nothing wrong.

Well, for your information, nothing happened.

Didn't show. Oh, so nothing happened by accident.

I can't...

How long have we been friends?

Joe, you told me this was no big deal. Am I wrong? Well, you know, next time I

need somebody to confide in, it won't be you.

Harvey, right there, boss.

Hey, it's me. You're supposed to be at work. Where are you? Get your ass down

here, man.

Uh, no Mr.

Cortez this morning?

I'll check with Joe. Maybe he called in sick.

It wouldn't surprise me. Talk to me about Mia Costello.

According to the cab you picked her up, he dropped her at the Embarcadero Ferry

Terminal. But I put an alert on her bank account, and we got this from the

Pacific Heights ATM early this morning. So she's still clearly in town.

I'm getting very tired of eating her dust, Harvey. We have to get ahead of

before Dwyer does.

Check out page two, Nash.

She made 19 calls to a guy named Mark Hicks in the last three days she was in

that apartment.

Who's he?

I don't know, but he works at a joint called Allied Cryogenics. Still trying

get a human being to call me back.

Hey, Caitlin.

Take a run over there.

Caitlin?

It's you and me.

Hey, Joseph?

You heard from Evan this morning?

You better look like Harvey, my brother's keeper.

Yeah. What did I do?

Evan, pick up.

Hey, come on, man. You there?

You get this message. I need to hear from you.

No luck?

If he's lying there listening, I'm going to kill him.

Good morning, Allied Cryogenic.

One moment.

Hello, Inspectors Cross and Leak. We're here to see Mark Hicks.

One moment, please.

Hey, it's okay. Just point us in the right direction. We'll find him.

I'm sorry. I really don't have the time. It's not a problem, Mr. Hicks. We just

need to ask you about your relationship with Mia Costello.

Who? You spoke with her 19 times on the telephone.

She made me do it.

I didn't want to do it, honestly.

Made you do what?

Mia.

She said that you would tell my wife.

I had no choice.

That wasn't over my head.

for you, Junior. He's dead, I presume?

Well, for the time being.

How long?

Six days.

And it's your contention that Mia Costello killed him?

He was allergic to shellfish.

She asked me how many scallops it would take to kill him.

I was a coroner in my past life.

Just out of curiosity, how long will he keep like this?

Yeah, we have many of our clients here for ten years or longer.

And you really think you can bring him back?

Yes. Our clients are coming.

I'll tell you something, Marky. The world's better off without this client.

Ahoy!

Oh, what do you got there?

Junior Belisario's personal effects. Well, at least now we know why Junior

so hard to get in touch with. He's, um, dead. At least temporarily.

Actually, Junior is cooling in a cryogenics lab under the care of one

Hicks, who, coincidentally or not, is being blackmailed by Mia Costello. Is

killing? According to Hicks.

How'd this guy Hicks get involved?

He met him in a dry cleaner. She starts sleeping with him, then she threatens to

tell his wife if he doesn't stash the body for her. I can't wait to meet this

one. Anything interesting in the juniors? Oh, he's got a nice mob suit,

Gucci shoes.

I see a wallet, car key, 73 cents, and three receipts.

Got one for gas, for the shoes, and a veterinary receipt.

Feline surgery, apparently for Mia's cat?

I think we'll take a look at that.

Woman might kill her boyfriend, but she'll never abandon her cat.

What? You didn't really mean that. What?

A woman might kill her boyfriend but would never abandon her cat.

You're not serious, right? I mean... Wait, wait, wait. I didn't mean every

woman. Maybe it's just this woman.

It's not worth checking out?

Yeah. Yeah, I think it's worth checking out.

Hey, Harvey. Yeah? Can we figure out what's going on with this thing?

Let's keep an eye on Cassidy, all right? Yeah, yeah. Got her covered. Three

shifts a day, two cops per shift.

Beautiful.

You aren't seeing a blue truck that I'm not seeing, are you?

He's still missing a partner?

I can't imagine what he's thinking.

You know, I did work with a lot of fallen cops when I was at MCD, and

the most frustrating thing was no matter how hard you tried to help them, they

didn't really want to change.

Do me a favor. Take this thing, will you? I'm going over there.

Hey, you want me to come with you? Thanks.

I got to deal with this on my own.

Hey, man.

You in here?

Get your heads up. Come on.

Get up.

Hey, Harvey.

Go away, Harvey.

What the hell's the matter with you? I've been calling you all morning. Up.

on.

Go.

Oh, man.

Is there anything you didn't drink last night?

Harvey, I'm all good.

Come on.

Come on.

I'll help you.

Come on. Hold me. Hold me. Hold me.

Yeah, that's good. We know you're alive.

Then what happened?

He told me to get out, so I got out.

You've got to pull yourself out of this, man.

I know.

You understand me, right?

Yeah. Because that's just... You're furious.

Self -destructive behavior, brother.

You take on Nash, you can't win that.

I know.

I know.

So this is the bottom.

Yeah?

I've been such an ass, Arv.

Such an ass.

This is the bottom, bro.

Bottom.

Oh, that's what I got here.

Thanks.

Well, well, well, Peppy. Haven't seen you in ages. What are you doing here?

Nash, I desperately need to confab.

Private.

Okay. Come on, let me buy you a cup of sunshine.

It started out innocently enough. Two lonely men speaking a little something

share over the internet.

Wait a minute, wait, wait.

What?

You know, the chat room.

That's where I first met Jay.

You're P, right?

You're Joe's pen pal? Don't be mad, Nash. Please, nothing happened.

So you know about it?

Yes.

That's why I'm here, Nash. You and Joe. It hurts me to think of you two not

being together.

It's okay, Pepe. It's all right. Listen, don't worry.

We had a big fight.

And, uh, because Joe doesn't feel like he can confide in me anymore.

Yeah, so we broke up.

You want him, you got him. It's all yours.

Hey, three years gone, man. I mean, we looked everywhere.

Hell, he's probably on some tropical island by now, you know, with the money.

He doesn't go away and leave a girl like that behind.

We find the girlfriend, we find Junior. And my money.

Hey, man, the cops are all over that chick, man. We can't even get near her.

Look, I don't give a rat's ass. Get her.

She's all I've got.

All right, boss, I'm all over it.

What?

So when are they going to have the callbacks?

Next week.

This is killing me.

Oh, please.

Please, you're a lock -in for the younger sister. You think so? Oh, I

I don't think so.

kidnap. Where are we going to take her? Where are you going to take her?

What?

You're making a mistake.

No, I'm not Mia. I don't have time for this. Where is she? I don't know.

Okay, you want to die. Toss her in. No, you don't know who I am. I'm not Mia.

All right, I'll fight. Who are you? Cassidy Bridges. I rented Mia's

I'm not Mia.

You're Nash Bridges' daughter?

Yes.

Why me? Why does this have to happen to me?

Please let me go.

That won't help me. Yes, it will, I promise.

Drop it!

I got her.

All right, nice and easy. Don't do anything stupid.

Breathe it, Frankie.

Daddy!

It's all good.

Oh, my God.

You okay?

My car.

You look a little...

I think somebody stole my car. You're kidding. In this neighborhood?

Wow, that's a shock.

Did you have insurance?

What difference does it make?

Well, you know insurance will replace the car.

Well, probably not the two million dollars in the trunk, huh?

Frankie Dwyer's drug money that Junior was holding for him, that you stole from

Junior.

Who are you?

Um, I'm a cop.

I'm Cassidy Bridges' father.

Why don't you give me the puss?

And you slip into these.

Dearest Jay, so sorry about the other day. Please forgive me.

I had an emergency situation.

We'll explain when I see you in person.

Let's do this one more time. Meet me at the benches on the end of Pier 7 and 5.

All will be revealed. With great affection, P.

When you feel your heart break, light

like the blue.

Joe, do you remember the...

What are you doing here?

Joe.

I'm P.

What? Really?

Yeah.

Fate has a very peculiar way of bringing us together, doesn't it?

Oh.

I thought you were a woman.

No, no. You were in the man -for -man San Francisco chat room.

Really?

I thought I was in the plain old San Francisco chat room.

Believe me, I know more than you think.

Joe, I'd like to be your special friend.

And yes, it might lead somewhere magical.

But I can't.

You can't? No. Your heart will always be with Nash.

Twenty years is an eternity in a gay relationship. You two are bonded. You

Pepe, I'm going to tell you for the last time, okay?

Nash and I are not together.

Look, I know you're going through a hard time, but being with me or a dozen

other guys is not going to make it better. It's just not.

Okay, Pepe, look.

I'm gay.

Nash is gay. The whole world is gay.

Well, no.

Just San Francisco.

I've been looking all over for you. Thank God you're here. He's having some

of psychotic breakdown.

Uh... Joe, uh... I'm sorry

for the things I said, and I want you to come home.

Okay. Good.

Bubba, you have no idea how glad I am to see you. Don't be too glad.

So, here you go. Let me get it.

What would you like for dinner?

I don't know. Something very manly.

How about Italian?

Italian it is. Italian. Right.

Bye, guys.

See you, Pepe.

And one of the world's great love stories continues.

I don't know why they took me.

I don't know why we were children.

It's supposed to happen now.