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In all tribal cultures, every village had a sentinel.

Now, a sentinel is chosen because of a genetic advantage.

A sensory awareness that can be developed beyond normal human.

Your time spent in Peru has got to be connected with what's happening to you

now.

I've got hundreds of documented cases of one or two hyperactive senses, but not

one single subject was all fine.

You could be the real thing.

All I'm saying is

that it would be nice to know that if I got into a jam, that you can cover my

back. Uh -uh, no way, man. I'm not going around packing. My deal is that I'm

here strictly.

Strictly as an observer.

Somebody's coming.

It's him.

Does your mother know you look like this?

Screw you.

Good to see you, Danny. Good to see you, too.

So O'Toole took over another waterfront trucking firm.

SKB Freight.

Run by a guy named Ray Kaminsky.

Word is, he told Mickey O'Toole to drop dead.

Then one morning, he walks into his four -year -old daughter's room and finds

that somebody's cut the heads off all her stuffed toys.

So now Kaminsky's got himself a not -so -silent partner, 25 % of his business

profits, but he gets to sleep nights and not worry about his kids.

Yep, got it.

You okay?

I'm cool.

You doubled back on your way over here?

Yeah, yeah.

No calls home, right?

Look, you're not my big brother anymore.

I can take care of myself.

I'll talk to you next week.

Watch your back.

Always do.

We got one hell of a mess here, guys.

Two months worth of undercover work with Mickey O'Toole right where we wanted

him. But without Officer Troy's testimony, our case is dead.

In case you haven't noticed, Miss Sanchez, there's a lot more that's dead

than your case.

I'm sorry.

You're right.

Well, the good news is we have a positive idea on the shooter.

Tommy Juno.

You're kidding.

You know how many times Juno has walked without so much as an arrest?

Yes, he always has an ironclad alibi. But not this time.

The man I saw was definitely Tommy Juneau, and I'll swear to it.

That changes everything.

O'Toole must have hired Juneau to hit Danny Choi. We nailed Juneau. Tie him to

O'Toole. We could still make our case. Hold on.

Lisa, wake up Judge Perlman.

I need a warrant.

Put your hands in the air.

What's this all about?

It's about you being under arrest for murder.

You're wasting your time.

I spent a whole evening at a benefit party.

I've got witnesses.

Ma 'am, I'd get out of the line of fire if I were you.

Take it easy now.

This car's a classic.

Get this creep out of here.

At least put the top up or it's going to rain.

Good.

Nice job, gentlemen.

I see something wrong.

Danny lost his dad when he was a little kid. When Jim was in college, he sort of

became his big brother.

They were real close.

Jim was the one who helped Danny get into the academy.

Give me a minute.

Detective, I didn't realize you had a history with Officer Choi.

I know I was a bit cold earlier.

I'm sorry.

It's no problem.

I'd like to make it up. Maybe I could buy you a beer.

It's getting kind of late.

Some other time.

Maybe a beer would be a good idea.

Okay.

You pick the place.

Sandberg's always trying to get me to take up meditation or some such thing.

But I figure with this place, who needs it, you know?

Carolyn never seemed to like it, though.

She thought it was too quiet.

Oh, that's the best part.

carolyn my ex carolyn plumber head of the forensics and tech lab must be hard

working with her down at the station sometimes my ex was a cop too back in

tacoma he was a good guy so why the hell didn't it work out i asked

myself that one few times must be great on a sunday afternoons watching all the

boats out on the bay

What is it?

I was just thinking about Danny.

How much he loved to sail.

You should say there were two things in life that made him feel really alive.

Sailing and being a cop.

I should go.

I'm really glad you came.

Me too.

Good night.

Good night.

What's wrong?

It's just not really a great night.

I understand.

I'm sorry.

Mine sure lost its taste.

Tim.

Tim?

Tim. Oh.

You should have called me immediately. For what? For what? You lose your sense

of hearing and taste bromis and hour, and you don't think it's any big deal.

I'm fine. Would you just lighten up? No.

We've got to go get you checked out ASAP.

This could be some side effect that we don't know about.

Would you just forget it?

I am not going to be some human lab rat for you to prod and probe every time

something goes wrong with me. You got that?

I'm just trying to help.

Jim!

Talk about later.

Hi. How are you? Good.

Got this in this morning's mail from the IRS.

Apparently we owe a penalty on back taxes from when we were married.

$4 ,000.

Jim!

Good morning.

Hi, Beverly.

Good morning.

How are you?

Fine. How are you?

Great.

Nice tie.

Oh.

Thanks.

I'm Blair Sandberg. Oh, I'm sorry. Beverly Sanchez. It's NDA.

Nice to meet you. You too.

Lieutenant Carolyn Plummer. Oh, of course. Plummer.

Well, I guess I should be going.

Nice to meet you both.

Jim, I'll see you at the arraignment later?

Great. Yeah.

So, about the IRS penalty?

Right. A lot of money.

Yes. The only fair thing to do would be to split. Look, as far as I'm concerned,

I'm not paying for your screw -ups anymore.

Oof.

What was that about?

You know, for a guy with hyperactive senses, he can be pretty dense.

Meaning what?

Meaning that anyone can tell that there was enough heat between you and Miss

Beverly Sanchez here to incinerate a football stadium.

Oh, that.

Yeah, oh, that.

Carolyn and I have been divorced for nearly two years.

It doesn't matter.

Anthropologically speaking, a relationship never terminates, and homo

resist change.

Thank you for the science lecture, Teach.

What's the short version?

Short version?

Carolyn's jealous.

You're dead meat.

Based on the evidence, Your Honor, we ask the court to bind Mr. Juno over for

trial for the murder of Officer Daniel Choi.

What evidence, Your Honor? The prosecution has no weapon, no motive, no

opportunity. We have a witness, Your Honor. Detective James Ellison of the

Cascade PD saw the defendant commit the crime.

If it pleases the court, I have here a copy of this morning's Cascade Tribune.

May I approach?

You may.

On page 7 of the Arts and Entertainment section, there's a story about a benefit

held last night at the Cascade Arts Center.

The caption to one of the photographs reads, Among last night's black -tie

partiers were Samantha Parks and Mr. Thomas Juneau. Your Honor, that benefit

started at 8 .30. Daniel Choi was shot and killed at 11 .15. It would have been

simple enough for Mr. Juneau to have his photograph taken and still have ample

time to get across town and shoot Officer Choi.

I have statements from no fewer than 11 witnesses establishing that Mr.

Juneau arrived at the benefit at 8 .45 and did not leave until 11 .45.

Detective Ellison has positively identified Mr.

Juno as the man who shot and killed Officer Choi.

Your Honor, I'd like to ask Detective Ellison a few questions.

All allowed.

Now, Detective Ellison, Officer Choi was shot and killed at 11 .15 p .m. in

front of the old Delmonico Cannery on Grand Boulevard between 10th and 12th

Streets. Is that right?

That's correct.

And where was the killer when he fired the shot that took Officer Choi's life?

At an abandoned warehouse down the street.

Koppelman van in storage.

Tell us exactly what you saw.

I saw the shooter at a third -story window.

He had short, dark hair and was wearing a black turtleneck. I identified the

shooter as Tommy Juno.

Anything else?

He was armed with a night .30 caliber sniper rifle, starlight night vision

with laser sight.

He used it to shoot and kill Danny Choi.

And you're absolutely certain that the man you saw shoot Officer Choi was Tommy

Juno? I'm absolutely certain.

I'm well aware of who the defendant is.

Earlier you described Koppelman -Bannon storage as being down the street.

Exactly how far down the street?

I don't remember.

You were able to describe the clothes Mr. Juneau was wearing, the color of his

hair, the weapon he was using, but you're not sure how far away he was?

Not exactly, you see. Detective, are you aware that the distance between the

Delmonico cannery and Koppelman -Bannon storage is over 200 yards?

Uh, no, I was not aware of that. It was 11 .15 at night.

The killer is the equivalent of two football fields away, and there are no

lights on the street. How could you possibly make a positive identification

Mr. Juno, the way he cut his hair, the clothes he was wearing, the weapon he

using, or in fact anything at all?

I'm waiting for your answer, Detective.

Judge Perlman's decision to dismiss the case should come as no surprise. My

client never should have been arrested in the first place. The charges were

total nonsense, and the authorities knew it. Are you suggesting they conspired

to manufacture evidence?

What I am suggesting is that there should be an investigation into the

or should I say misconduct, of Detective James Ellison, whose testimony in court

was so obviously fabricated. It's cops like him who give our police department

bad name.

Tragic.

Your friend.

Dying in your arms like that, huh?

All you could do was watch.

That's a real sad story.

Wish I could have been there.

Come on, not here. Come on, it's not working.

He's standing there smug as he can be. Unbelievable.

I know what you mean.

I mean, how the hell does he manufacture these alibis?

I am talking about you, detective.

Me? Well, you don't think I know what happened? A cop gets killed, you don't

have a case, so you decide to help it along.

But what are you saying? Only you got caught.

And now you've made the entire police department look bad.

Just one damn minute.

I vouch for the honesty of any man on my team, so don't you come in here

telling... What he saw was impossible.

Unless you're trying to tell me that he can see things nobody else can.

I don't buy it.

Now, why don't you buy this?

Tommy Juno is a stone killer.

Now I say we put him under 24 -hour surveillance and we nail him. Juno's

attorney is already threatening to sue for false arrest.

I am not going to give him ammunition for charges of harassment.

I want this department to leave Tommy Juno alone.

And that includes you, detective.

You so much as go near him, and I will personally go to the chief on this.

Why the hell didn't you tell me Juno was 200 yards away?

Simon, I didn't realize it. You've got to understand that with this Sentinel

thing, I can see things that other people can't.

And we're not going to let you in a lock on this one, are we, Simon? Well,

there's really not much we can do about it, is there?

Even if you came forward and told the truth, no one would believe you.

What do you want from me, O2?

I've got an appointment with my auto mechanic.

Maybe I just wanted to congratulate you on a nice piece of work.

You could have left that on my voicemail.

You managed to be at the art museum the same time you whacked Choi, anyway.

Tread secret.

Okay, I got another job for you.

Someone's given me a lot of trouble lately.

This one I'll enjoy.

I got some business to take care of.

Everything okay?

Yeah, sure.

Everything's fine.

Hey, man, got your message. What?

Tommy, did you think over what we talked about?

Yeah. I don't want to press a lawsuit for false arrest.

You're recording Tommy Juno's phone calls?

You got a problem with that? Without a warrant?

It's illegal.

Only she finds out.

Jim, this is way, way over the line, man. Oh, listen, Boy Scout.

Juno killed Daniel.

Now, he's going down for that.

Yeah, but Bank said not to... This has nothing to do with Bank.

Now, either you want to be involved, or there's a door. Your choice.

What's he doing?

I don't know.

We're going to find out.

I can't see a thing.

Don't worry about it. I can.

It's not enough that the police arrested my client and falsified testimony

against him. Now they're stalking him like he's some kind of animal.

On top of that, they're bugging his private telephone without a warrant.

Is this true? Does the police department have a personal vendetta against Tommy

Juno? Detective, we need an answer.

You violated his civil rights, for God's sake. You know what that makes this?

A federal case.

And you. The only reason your answer's in jail right now is because I don't

to waste a cell.

It was my fault, sir. Blair had nothing to do with this.

Damn it.

I know you haven't been thinking straight since Choi was killed, but

can't cover for you.

Penning an internal affairs investigation, you are off the streets

notice. All your cases are reassigned.

And your access to this department has been revoked.

Give me your credentials.

Now!

Get out.

You really let me down on this one, Jim.

This is exactly what Juno wants.

Yeah, you played right into his hands.

Don't say. Say what?

That you're an arrogant, self -destructive schmuck?

If I say it to you, I gotta say it to me, too.

I mean, I went along with you.

Guess you're gonna have to find yourself another thesis subject.

Says who?

This thing is not over until I get Tommy Juno locked up.

What is it?

Jim, what's wrong?

It's my hands.

I've lost all the feeling in my hand.

That was a big waste of time.

Just because the numbness went away doesn't mean it's not serious.

At least now we know that it's not some traditional medical problem. Which means

there's probably some sentinel thing that I don't understand.

In other words, we spent half a day trying to figure out what I already

You haven't got a clue.

I don't know.

Maybe it's related somehow to the donut factory. You know, when you get so

focused on one fence that the others get tuned out.

No. That wouldn't explain it.

Maybe it's got something to do with your diet. You been eating anything weird

lately?

I have had these cravings. Yeah?

Last night, I ordered pizza with pepperoni and 30 -weight motor oil.

Oh, come on.

The only way that we're going to figure this thing out is if we go at it

scientifically. Not now.

Too busy.

With what?

Nailing Juno. Oh, man, are we back on that again? We never got off of it. We

just took a brief detour to the Sandburg zone.

So who is this guy?

Ray Kaminsky.

Danny told me that Nicky O'Toole was using drugs against Kaminsky's family in

order to strong -arm him into making O'Toole a silent partner.

Good evening.

Uh, Pauline?

Listen, you go inside and wash up for dinner, okay?

Cool.

Can I do something for you guys?

Detective Ellison, Cascade PD.

This is Blair Sandberg. We'd like to ask you a few questions.

I'm kind of busy right now.

We know of your involvement with Mickey O'Toole.

Well, if you do, then you also know why I decided to cooperate.

That means there's nothing you can threaten me with that's going to make me

to you.

You want to spend the rest of your life under the thumb of Mickey O'Toole? You

cooperate with us, we can make sure that he gets put away someplace where he

can't hurt you or anybody else.

This morning, Mickey O'Toole came to see me to get his salary.

He asked me if I'd heard about the undercover cop being killed.

Then he says, I might read in the paper tomorrow about somebody else who got in

his way.

Thought she could make trouble for him.

Did you say she?

That's what he said, yeah.

She. Beverly Sanchez.

Beverly Sanchez, office.

Is Beverly in?

Sorry, she's gone for the day.

This is Detective James Ellison. Can you tell me where she's gone? It's an

emergency. She said she was going straight home.

I need her address.

Why don't you let me dial for you, man?

I can handle it.

No answer.

What is it?

He's up there.

Go get Patches. I'll get Juno. Right, right.

How's it look? After a fall like that, four stories. I mean, it's a miracle

even breathing.

Prognosis? We've had virtually no brain activity since he was admitted. Combined

with his internal injuries, frankly, we don't expect him to recover.

Look, Jim, I talked it over with the chief.

And as of tomorrow morning, you're officially back on full duty.

Of course, there's still going to be that IA investigation about that illegal

wiretap. You should be able to pull through that with a rubber band.

I wanted to thank you.

I know I owe you an enormous apology.

I just hope that you can forgive me. It's late.

I really got to go.

We're out of here.

That's it.

Spicy tuna hand roll and two hamachi, please.

Something to drink.

Would you like something to drink?

Would you like a drink?

Tea or pop for some drink?

No, no, no, no.

$5 .20, please.

Uh, $5, $5 .20.

You speak English?

Here,

$5 .20.

You know, somehow he managed to fake his coma and walk right out of here. Maybe

he took some kind of drug to slow down his metabolism.

Hold it.

Doctor?

Yeah. What happened?

Massive heart failure.

How long ago?

Half an hour.

Thanks, ma 'am.

Hi. There you are.

My forensics team found a blood splatter on the street by the sushi bar. It was

fresh, so it must have been from the gunman you wounded.

Yeah. So we ran a DNA test on it and compared the results with DNA from Tommy

Jr.'s corpse.

And? The DNA's the same.

What? No, no, that is impossible.

See for yourself.

The bands are identical, right down the line. There's got to be some mistake.

Maybe the sample was mixed up or contaminated somehow.

Yeah, it's got to be.

Would you see to it that it gets run again, please?

Of course. We've got to go to the morgue for Junot's autopsy. Let's go, Chief.

Something I'm really looking forward to.

Let's go, let's go, let's go. Come on.

Jimmy? Yeah?

Listen, the other day, the thing about the tax penalty, I'm really sorry.

I guess I got jealous.

I know I have no right to be. It's just that, well, sometimes, you know, it's

hard.

Anyway. I wish you both well.

Oh, thanks.

There's no reason for you to be jealous. We're barely on speaking terms.

Her loss.

Why is it that we're better friends divorced than we were married?

Ellison.

Are you sure about that?

All right, I'm on my way.

That was the morgue.

They ran a test of the fingerprints taken from Juno's corpse through the

computer. And guess what?

What? The dead man is not Tommy Juno.

According to his rap sheet, Tommy Juno was born in a little town in Northern

Ireland called Dungiven. In 1967, the woman named Sarah Juno died during

childbirth at home.

Her husband was IRA and wanted by the police, so there was no hospital and no

birth certificate.

All the locals remember that Mrs. Juno gave birth to identical twins.

When? Identical.

Tommy and Dylan.

Not uncommon for identical twins to have matching DNA gene strands, but they

still have different fingerprints.

I'll be careful. In 1968, Juno's father was killed in a shootout. The brothers

were adopted by different families.

And as adults, they tracked each other down. Then they moved to the United

States to begin work as freelance hitmen.

But... They kept their double identities a secret. And Tommy always had an

ironclad alibi for his hits.

So the dead man was really Dylan Juneau.

That's one hell of a gimmick.

Yeah, only now the gimmick's history.

Tommy wants to kill the man who killed his brother.

Go wait by the door.

How you doing, Tommy?

I'm all right.

Looks pretty messy.

I offered him painkillers.

He didn't want any.

That's because our Tommy's a real tough guy, aren't you, Tommy?

The bullet tore up a lot of tissue.

At least no bones are broken. It's going to hurt for a while, but he'll survive.

Take off.

I must admit, the twin brother thing really took me by surprise. Who'd ever

thought, huh?

My sources tell me the cops are looking everywhere for you, and this time you

don't have an alibi.

I don't need one.

I've got one more piece of personal business to take care of, and then I'm

to disappear.

One problem.

It's only a matter of time before the cops connect you to me.

They'd never get a word out of me, Mick.

Really?

I'd die first.

I'm glad to hear it.

You bastard.

Sorry, Tommy.

I fired your help, Mick.

I'm not trying to be your shrink. If I'm right, the only one who can stop these

blackouts is you. And how is that? Jake!

We just got a tip that there's been a shooting at a tool truck, and let's

All right, look,

Sandberg, this is a crime scene. I don't want you touching anything.

I know. I'm an anthropologist. I've been on excavations before.

You know what? On second thought, you stay out here.

Let's move.

Let's go, let's go.

Make the O'Toole.

Captain. Yeah.

We've got two more bodies out here. Looks like a couple of O'Toole's guys.

All right.

You better call the coroner and the forensic.

Yes, sir.

The rest of you guys, take a look around out there. See what else you can find.

All right. Be careful.

What do you got, Pigeon?

Looks like somebody was playing doctor to the gunshot wound.

10 to 1, that wounded man is Juno.

So they came here for help and something went sour.

Hello.

Hello, sir.

Yeah.

Damn you for what you're doing.

He was more than just my brother.

He was the other half of my soul.

What do you want, Tommy?

You say hello to a friend of yours.

Tim, it's Beverly.

I was just kidding. I think you get the point.

We'll be in touch.

Yeah, this is Captain Banks.

I need to put a trace on all calls coming into a cell phone.

Number 555 -1447.

It's registered to Michael O'Toole.

No, that's too long.

This is an emergency.

He could be calling back any minute.

Hold on.

Ellison. Be at the old fairgrounds on the midway in 30 minutes.

I'll trade Sanchez for you.

But if I see any cops, she dies.

Forget it.

What do you mean, forget it? You think I won't kill her?

I got a different deal for you.

There's something you don't know.

Your brother Dylan isn't dead.

I don't believe you.

You let out that report to force your hand.

We've been keeping him in a guarded ward at the hospital.

He's pretty banged up, but he's very much alive. Now, you want to trade your

brother for Sanchez.

You better not be lying to me, and you better not screw with me, or what's left

of your friend won't fill a matchbox.

All right, all right. I just need a little more time.

Give me an hour.

Forty -five minutes.

He took the deal.

Great.

Now all we have to do is find a way to bring a body back tonight.

You send him over.

Ah, you send out Sanchez.

Then I'll send Dylan over at the same time.

All right.

But just remember, you try anything, she dies.

You know what they say, Ellison?

You can run, but you can't hide.

on, you can do it.

Pull it together.

Well, you were right. It was me.

And it was the weirdest thing. I was standing there and everything was a

And it was as if I was standing outside myself looking at myself.

And I could make myself move and see and hear. But it wasn't me.

It was someone else.

The most important thing here is that you, you took control.

See what I'm saying?

Well, knowing that the faithful companion's most important job is

to get lost.

I'll see you later, man.

You know that's the second time in two days you've saved my life.

Yeah.

Fenberg's insinuated that I have an addictive personality.

I spent the last couple of days thinking about you and me.

And? Well, maybe we should just try being friends.

Friends? Yeah.

What do you think?

Friends.

Friends.

With potential.