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Yeah, I knew the beginning part, so I felt good about that.

Mm-hmm.

I didn't have enough time for both of the essays, but I still think I did

really well.

I'll call you back.

I think what we're looking for... Okay, everybody, right this way.

Oh, crap.

I forgot today was her annual career day dog and pony show. These are the

students from the Elizabeth Bishop Middle School.

Are we almost done? I've got a lot of homework.

Who here wants to be a detective?

They must all want to be doctors. I wanted to go to Twin Peat Magazine.

That was full.

Okay. Well, welcome.

Over here, we have a shoe print from a crime scene. So we made a plaster

cast. Is it a murder?

Uh, yes.

Awesome. This is disgusting.

What's that?

The shot alert.

The computer software can triangulate the sound of a gunshot and find its

precise location.

Gunshots at Boston Cambridge University.

What?

Awesome. Somebody else is dead?

Wait, no, Jane, I'm going with you. BCU is my alma mater.

What about them?

They wanted to be at some tween magazine anyway.

Let's go find your parents.

Speaking of parents, what is it, Ma?

No, I can't. I'm working.

Your father left me stranded on the side of the road.

Just get in the car, Ma.

Ma, I'm sure you got stuck at a job or something, okay?

Why do you always take his side?

Here we go.

I'm not taking his side. He's too busy to fix my car. He's got so many other

better things to do.

Can we talk about this when I'm not working?

So, you know, I never told you, but I'd be really good at solving cases.

Well, the forensic sciences can be quite complicated.

Well, common sense goes a long way.

I've read so many crime novels and I always know who did it. Thank you,

Agatha Christie.

Stay in the car.

I won't embarrass you.

30 years of experience as otherwise.

College campuses are like a foreign country to me.

You went to junior college.

It's like 13th, 14th grade.

Jane, you know so much.

So why hasn't it felt like enough?

You're trampling on a crime scene. You got tape?

No, ma'am. Go to my car. In the trunk, there's tape. Get it. And tell the woman

who's in there to stay put.

In the trunk?

No, in the car.

White female, approximately 20.

Gunshot wound to the chest.

No vitals.

Barney Fife was first on scene?

Yeah.

No witnesses.

Broad daylight, thousands of students, no witnesses?

Hey, they're all taking finals, and look where she is.

You want to go back to being partners, just say so.

Can you please get a gundog and look through all the dumpsters, trash cans,

and the bushes?

Batting for a laptop, but no computer.

Maybe she didn't have one.

Nobody really goes to college without one.

Maybe the shooter stole it.

Danielle Davis. Hey, hey, hey. Have her dorm room sealed off?

Look at this.

Maybe it's hers.

All the texts have been deleted.

Get a subpoena to the DA's office for her phone records, all right?

I got a piece of plastic.

Get this to the crime room.

No.

No, no.

No, no, no, no. You look like my mother, but she's supposed to be waiting for me

in the car.

It's a tragedy.

She's somebody's baby.

How do you do this every day?

Okay, I'm going to have a unit take you home.

It's senseless. Yes, it is. Okay, go on.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Whoa, whoa, whoa.

Okay,

okay, come on. Come on, come on.

I see her right here.

Right here.

Did you know her?

She's my best friend.

All right, when was the last time you saw her?

Uh, we had lunch yesterday at South Campus.

Okay. Is there anybody you can think of that would have reason to do this?

Does she have a boyfriend?

She doesn't see anyone.

No computer.

Somebody's got a laptop.

I wonder what this opens.

Her locker at the gym.

I'm Lucas Belton.

I was Danielle's RA.

Resident advisor.

They look after kids in the dorm.

How would you know her?

Not that well.

She ever come by and talk to you about having a problem with anybody?

She stopped by once or twice about classes.

She was usually either studying or playing soccer.

Here's my card.

If you think of anything, would you give me a call, please?

I'm Daniel's father.

She wanted to get into VCU since she was a little kid.

Then she found out it was the best day of her life.

When was the last time you spoke to your daughter?

Two days ago.

She sounded pretty tired, but she had a lot on the plate.

Straight-A student, played Division I soccer.

They recruited her for a scholarship.

You must have been very proud of her. My mother and I were very proud, yeah.

Her mother died when she was 15.

I didn't know how I was going to be able to afford to send her.

She did it all herself.

Would you like one of my officers to drive you home?

I just want you to find out who did this to my baby.

Two centimeter, singular gunshot wound, mid-chest.

I bet we're looking for a nine millimeter.

I'll have ballistics confirm. I just like to guess.

And I'm usually right.

Gunned down at one of the best universities in the country.

I loved every minute there.

Well, maybe not protein biochemistry, but... Shooter was close.

Then a hair on her body.

Give it to the crime lab, see if they find DNA.

Okay.

Oh.

Well-developed quadricep femoris.

Yeah, she was a Division I soccer player.

Did you play sports?

Ballet. And fencing.

Those aren't sports.

Yes, they are.

What did you play?

Field hockey.

I was an attacker.

I'm sure you were very aggressive.

Attacker is a position.

Mara.

She died from a gunshot wound to the chest. This one has a chest bone

connected to the ankle bone.

The anterior inferior tibiofibular syndesmotic ligament is ruptured.

Sounds painful.

It'll probably hurt her to walk.

It's an unusual injury.

You see it in professional athletes.

Her doctors missed it. She needed surgery.

Then how was she playing Division I soccer?

Well, she wasn't.

She wasn't playing soccer on this ankle for a while.

So our scholar athlete was lying.

Why?

Wow. She was a talented player.

Danielle was my game girl.

No attitude.

Hard worker.

Was she having problems with any of her teammates?

No, not that I know of.

Her biggest problem was a high ankle sprain.

That actually wasn't a sprain. It was a torn major ligament.

Wow. No wonder it didn't respond to rehab.

Could you tell us where her locker is? We'd like to look inside.

Not ours. We have combo locks.

If you think of anything helpful, would you please give us a call?

Yeah. Thanks.

I really liked her.

It killed me to have to pull her scholarship.

What, you cut her from the team when she got hurt?

And pulled her scholarship?

My hands were tied.

Were they kicking around?

No, her tuition was paid off.

How is that possible? Her scholarship was pulled.

Straight from the bursar's office. Paid it off herself in a lump sum.

Holy... $57,000 a year?

Includes room and board. That should include a car. That should include an

all-expense-paid trip around the world.

Hell of a lot of money to wear a toga and do jello shots.

Right?

Would you go to college, Corsair?

Didn't. Watched Animal House a few times.

Of course you did.

Got something, Jane.

That was a good place to kill someone.

Cameras blocked.

Suspect knows the campus. What about the security officer?

Barney Fife. Clean.

No record.

The cell phone company came back with Daniel. Text.

All that money for school, and that's how she writes?

2GTBT?

Too good to be true.

It's called texting.

It's so complicated, my mother does it in a nursing home.

I'm looking at her pages.

This looks like more than a friend.

Who's B-Bear?

That's a lot of texts from this guy.

Miss you.

Love you, babe.

Call me.

B-Bear.

Brandon Lewis.

Sophomore.

Why did Natalie tell me that Danielle had a boyfriend?

Because they broke up a month ago.

Why?

He was stressing her.

What do you mean?

She said she didn't have time for a boyfriend.

And how did he feel about that?

Brandon's a good guy.

But?

It was pretty sudden.

He was pissed.

I don't understand. She had even less time when she was playing soccer.

How did you know she was cut from the team? How did you know?

She told me.

She's really sad.

She said...

She felt like she lost herself. Why didn't you tell me about this?

She didn't want her dad to know.

Was she sad about breaking it off with Brandon?

Ever since she got hurt playing soccer, she was sad about everything.

Boston Homicide.

Brandon Lewis here.

I thought this was a frat house.

It is. We're getting ready for a party. In the middle of the day? We just

finished finals.

Congratulations.

Excuse us.

Do you think their parents know they're spending $1,000 an hour for them to

dress in foil?

Hi, could you get Brandon Lewis for us, please?

Thank you.

Okay, why are you wearing this?

ABC party.

Anything but clothes.

Hey.

You Brandon?

Yeah, this is about Danielle.

I'm not some gangbanger.

I'm pre-law.

We'll try to keep that in mind.

When did you and Danielle break up?

She broke up with me a month ago. Why? I don't know.

Dig a little.

Pre-law.

Must be teaching you some analytical skills.

I said, I don't know.

Was she seeing someone else? No.

Why, do you know something?

Come on, Brandon.

A girl that looked like Danielle did not alone very long.

How would you feel if she was seeing someone else? Really happy. What do you

think? I think a man gets enraged and he does things that he regrets.

I'm not some homicidal maniac.

I loved her. Why would I kill her? I don't know, Brandon. Why would you?

You can't pin this on me.

I want a lawyer.

Took him long enough.

Is this from the good fridge or the dead people fridge?

Cold air is cold air.

How old is it? No, don't tell me. I'm too hungry.

I was at BCU.

The sorority girls were dressed in foil.

The ABC party.

Such a Rosetta Theta thing.

You take it for granted that you know all that.

I didn't know attacker was a position.

A gaping hole in your education.

I try not to have regrets.

But, I don't know, when I was on that campus, I felt like I missed out.

Jane, you're a bright, accomplished woman.

I peeked in the library.

All the things I could have known if I'd gone to college.

Something about being there was inspiring, you know?

You know more about human beings than anyone I know. Bad human beings?

We're all a mix of good and bad.

Hey, Ma, what is it now?

What is this?

Well, your father wouldn't help me, so I traded in my car.

Were you semi-conscious at the time? Don't be condescending.

Oh, wow.

It's a 429 cubic inch V8. It's a very efficient engine for its time.

40 years ago?

Is this about teaching Pop some lesson?

Well, that may have been part of it.

Smoke is leaking.

From your valve cover gasket. I could replace that for you. But I do see some

other problems. You're burning oil.

I would suspect it's a ring job.

How much?

Three, maybe four.

A hundred.

A thousand.

Oh, God, your father is going to kill me. Tell him not to do it while I'm on

call.

Can you help me get the Buick back?

They're crooks, and you're a police officer.

I'm a homicide detective.

Are you planning on killing the car dealer? I might.

Is it drivable?

Maybe a few miles.

Fine. Let's call your cab. Hey, hey. Ran down that barcode key we found in

Danielle's dorm room.

You found something.

It opens a lock at a high-end gym. Some of them.

Danielle stored...

a nice dress, and some doomy heels in a

secret locker.

That's not our only secret.

I think I know how our innocent sophomore made $57,000.

Based on when she lost her scholarship and when tuition was due, I'm figuring

that Danielle was turning tricks.

No more than a month.

How'd she put that kind of money together in a month? I mean, she'd have

to have some pretty high-end clients.

Come on, we're taking this little undercover field trip to an expert.

A pimp?

Yeah, well, she had to be working with someone to make that kind of cash,

right?

Can I drive?

Yeah, knock yourself out.

Maybe Danielle had like a very rich sugar daddy.

Maybe B-Bear found out why she didn't have time for him and killed him.

I need me a little taste of this vanilla bitch right here.

How much for a party?

Three to five years. Oh, my bad.

It's a 5-0 looking fine.

Get out of here.

Leave it to my mother to trade her beauty again for a pimp mobile.

Okay, there's my expert.

He was a really good source when I worked this sector.

Maybe he can tell us how Danielle is hooking up with her johns. Hey, man.

It's Rizzoli.

Who died?

Detective Frost.

This is my wife.

Your ride news work.

It's my mother's.

Oh, damn.

Mama's got some gangsta.

Is she one of yours?

I wish.

A girl like that could earn.

Maybe she had a pimp.

Maybe you can find out for us.

She was a college student.

It ain't like it used to be.

Bitches be tripping now, getting their own websites.

All kinds of amateurs up in this game.

Maybe she was solo.

No, she was working regularly. She had herself a daddy.

And a book.

You check her book?

We didn't find one.

She had a book.

I mean, this whole damn world's gone crazy, but hoes still need to keep

schedule.

Got a great eye.

This one's in tip-top.

Okay, what's this about?

That is your car.

This is my mother's car.

Yeah, I'm afraid I can't do that. That lemon that you sold her needs thousands

of dollars of work. According to the law, we're not responsible for abuse,

negligence, or accidents once the car leaves our lawn.

Right.

Hmm.

How about you showing me all your 140-58 documents? This shows that you have the

bonds for all these cars.

Also, let's get out your title so we can verify the VIN numbers. What do you say,

Roger?

We want all our customers to have a satisfactory experience.

I'm sure we could resend the sale.

Throw in a new alternator, all right?

I don't think that'll be a problem.

And... Floor mouse.

It'll be our pleasure.

I didn't think that you talked like that to anybody but me.

Does that mom speak for thank you?

Oh, Dr. Maura Isles.

Knuckle deep in germy bar snacks. I'm shocked.

Oh, I had representative samples tested.

Bacteria count fell within acceptable limits.

You know what?

It must be very complicated to be you.

You have no idea.

I had to get out of the office.

Me too.

I feel guilty taking a break. We don't have a solid lead.

We might.

I got the lab results back from that hair sample I found on Danielle.

It's synthetic.

From a toupee.

Danielle was selling herself to a guy with a plastic rug.

Maybe he took it off. You know, during.

God, this child's at the college of her dreams and she's turning tricks.

To stay.

I know she lost her scholarship. She was trying to pay for school. How about a

loan? Hell, some people even flip burgers. Not possible.

Why? Because there are only 8,760 hours in a year, and to pay for school, she

needed to work 9,500 hours.

You're defending her.

Your fancy French boarding school walked your young mind. In Europe, women make

all kinds of arrangements with men, and both parties get what they need. No

shame, no pimps, no victims.

I'm sure it was terrible for Danielle to resort to that. She had other choices.

Well, apparently she didn't think so. She couldn't go to her father.

Jane, what is it?

You're right. Her father was very upset that he couldn't keep her in that school

without that scholarship.

You know that piece of plastic you found at the crime scene?

It's acrylonitrile butadiene styrene.

From a computer.

Danielle's missing laptop.

I bet the person who stole it dropped it.

And I bet the campus computer store can tell us who that is.

Wait, what are you going to do?

Sit outside and wait for it to open?

Yeah, I might.

I'll see you later.

Anybody bring in a laptop for repairs within the past 24 hours?

Uh, yeah. Can I see the repair slips, please?

That's this morning's.

You need yesterday's too?

Yes, please.

Hey, Officer

Kelly.

A laptop repair slip.

You want to bet it's Danielle's?

I didn't kill her.

You had her laptop.

I found it. After you killed her. She was dead when I got there.

I grabbed it, put it in the cruiser, and then I went to call it in.

So your only crime is stealing from the dead girl.

It stinks that she's dead.

But she's not gonna miss the laptop, right?

You're gonna miss your bed.

Take him to lock up.

Cheese doodles or kiwi bears?

So hard to choose.

You better have the protein bar, detective.

Thanks a lot. You told me to remind you.

I think I found Danielle's hooker book.

It's on her laptop.

That's her calendar.

See all these entries?

I think they're code for John she was meeting.

Ah, that looks like a college student making notes to herself.

Except she wasn't taking art history.

No, no, no. Maybe he's right. Look, she records historical dates, but always as

1700, 1800. That's military time. Look at this one, 2100. She was probably

taking future U.S. history. Right, Corsair?

Her text to Brandon stopped about a month ago. That's right when these

entries began.

Look at this.

The night before she died, Wingate Act passed by A.H.

2100. Yeah, there's a Wingate Hotel downtown.

Maybe A.H. stayed there.

Wild goose chase, you ask me. No one's asking you.

I'll go, Jane.

Hotel security footage.

That him?

Bad rug?

Wild goose chase, huh, Corsac?

Didn't find anything.

Oh, except one of Danielle's Johns, but...

We're probably not interested in the guy she was with the day she was murdered.

All right, you've had your fun. I was wrong, okay? So sue me.

A.H.

is Professor Andrew Hilliard?

Hilliard sold his house in Cambridge last month. Been renting cheap school

-owned housing for the past few months.

Sold his house?

You think Danielle was shaking him down for tuition money?

Like she's trying to wipe away what she'd become.

Tell Rizzoli she'd be delighted to get this creep.

Professor Hilliard?

Austin PD, we're coming in.

Oh!

Oh! We got a deco. Smells a lot like day two.

You gonna hurl again?

You want me to kiss him on the lips?

Clock 26.

It's the same guy that got Danielle.

Serial numbers are filed.

Why'd he kill Danielle?

Jealousy? Maybe.

Then he kills himself because he can't live with what he did.

Except... Except?

Except it's a setup.

Hardly any blood on his gun hand.

Yeah, there's none on the slide either.

Sit in the suicide.

Going to the crime lab. How lively.

Mora measured the entrance and the exit wounds. Hilliard didn't kill himself. He

was shot by somebody right next to him.

Huh.

His broker confirmed Hilliard's been withdrawing $15,000 a month.

That's $180,000. For what?

No idea.

But it's been going on for a year and a half.

So the professor starts seeing student prostitutes?

Somebody starts blackmailing them.

Yeah, but it couldn't have been Danielle. She's been a scholarship

soccer player up until the last month.

It's Triation's match.

Same gun killed Danielle and Hilliard.

Tracing this gun is our best hope of finding the shooter.

How?

Serial numbers were filed off. Just because your bright, shiny object can't

do it doesn't mean it can't be done.

Hey, Mara.

Let's get to the university.

Danielle's friends are throwing her a candlelight vigil. I might get there

earlier. Oh, I'd like to come with you. Pay my respects.

Maybe I'll help you look for the bad guy.

They like to see the results of their work.

I know because I had two years of forensic psychiatry.

It took you two years to figure out the bad guys were screwed up?

It's beautiful.

In a sad way.

Just keep looking at faces.

Oh, this is excellent.

Some turnout, huh?

It's a tribute to the kind of person your daughter was.

We are doing our best.

I promise.

You got something?

Yeah. The number's off the gun.

It's registered to Scott Bilton, Wilkes-Barre, Pennsylvania.

Bilton?

Lucas, the R.A. Bilton? His stepfather.

Be careful. He's got three other guns registered.

Okay, thanks.

What are weapons traced to the RA?

That kissed the killer.

Of course, RAs keep tabs on their flaws.

He would know that she lost her scholarship and that she was touch-bred.

It's like his part-time job was pimping.

Let's wait till this thing is over. We'll get him when he's alone, okay?

Mara, stay here.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

You're the bracelet that's the same as Danielle's.

Natalie was hooking, too.

I love Danielle.

Anything I say about this remarkable person won't come close to describing

who she was.

She couldn't keep her mouth shut.

Don't think I won't kill you, too.

Jade,

go. I got her.

It's okay.

It's okay.

Lucas!

a whiner gave her 57 grand and she doesn't want to do it anymore you work

it off just put the gun down we could talk about this or i'll just blow your

head off frost

i'm

with you

I hear your name in the wind. I see your eyes but not mine. I wash my hands of

the sin in the waters of time.

For what I give for a moment of peace. And may I rest in it. No more strife in

this life because I've been blessed with it.

Let in the day after a dark night.

If you're still here, you're not done dying.

Good to see you with your eyes open.

Good to be going home.

How are you feeling?

My ribs are a little sore.

Well, it was a through and through.

It's better than most case scenarios.

I know.

Blood broke two ribs, came right back out.

I guess I passed out from shock.

It just hurts to laugh or cough.

Well, at least you'll have a cold scar.

Doctor said just two pucker marks. Oh good, so then you can continue to wear

full bikinis.

Oh.

Don't make me laugh.

Sorry.

Here, these are for you.

Thanks. Okay.

Let's get you out of here.

Are you going to tell my parents?

That you got shot?

Well, I think they already know.

Thank you.

I was really desperate.

I was really stupid.

Everybody does stupid things.

That stupid?

Okay, no, maybe not that stupid, but you're here.

You get a second chance.

When do you go back to school?

I don't.

I can't pay.

And I can't do what I was doing.

Ever.

Oh. Here.

Take this. Open it.

Weird, huh?

I talked to the bursar's office. They said you were paid all the way up to

your senior year.

How?

But... There's always a little leftover scholarship money for hardship cases.

I argued that your case was a major hardship.

Thank you.

You study hard, okay?

I'll see you soon.

Take care.

What was it like working on a live victim?

Terrifying.

And exhilarating.

Natalie confirmed your theory, though.

Lucas had about a half dozen girls working off tuition.

Yeah. Lucas was a company store.

Fronted the money to Danielle.

Maybe she found out that he was blackmailing the professor, and he

killed her.

Yeah. She probably thought she could get out if she threatened to go public.

The poor father, what he must be going through.

I applied to VCU.

It's very hard to get into. I got in.

Why didn't you go?

I wanted to be a cop.

What's the real reason?

My father would have spent everything to send me there. I couldn't do that to

him.

Did you ever tell him?

No. That would make him too sad.

Well, I wonder what's going to happen to Natalie.

She's going back to school.

What?

Made a little deal with the chancellor.

We keep a lid on it, they go back to school.

On the university's expense?

Mm-hmm. Because, you know, if this got out, people might be judgmental.

What are you going to tell Danielle's father?

All he needs to know is that his daughter loved him very much.

Oh, Jane.

What? I think that's really, that's really sweet.

Oh, gross. Okay, give me the wine.