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Mom! Mom!

The dirt burned my hands!

What's HazMat doing here?

Kid's playing tag, takes a header in the dirt,

ends up with first-degree
burns on his hands.

Wait. We got a call
about a dead body.

Yeah, I'm getting there.
So, HazMat arrives,

figuring some sort
of chemical spill.

Starts removing
the toxic soil and, bam,

a shovel slams
into a shoulder blade.

Clothing's been
reduced to shreds.

Epidermal tissue
is virtually gone.

The body's desiccate d.

Viscous fluid the consistency
of dishwashing soap.

HazMat guy was right.

Killer doused
the body in lye.

Must have thought
it would destroy the body.

Yeah, ashes to ashes,
dust to dust...

without the wait.

Ma'am, I'm sorry, but I need
to neutralize the soil.

If you touch the soil,

you're going to contaminate my crime

but I'll let you know when I'm finished.

Okay.

What did you get?

Vic's wallet...
what's left of it.

It's a Nevada license.
Bob Martin.

31. He lived downtown.

There's 20 bucks in the flap.

Rules out robbery.

Look at this.

Looks like a paint fleck...
or metal chip, maybe.

What did the ranger say?

Nobody saw anything suspicious.

Park closes up at 10:00 p.m.

No security,
minimal lighting.

Basically, a pretty good place
to dump a body.

You found this guy
in the park?

Actually,
HazMat found him.

Well, that explains the
postmortem scar tissue.

Lye had a field day on his flesh.

(sizzling)

Time of death?

Approximately 24 hours ago.

Tell me about the car.

Car? What car?

Comminuted fractures

of the proximal
third tib - fib, both legs.

Bumper hits right
below the knees.

Sure sign he was hit by a car.

Look at all the bruising.

If he was struck and killed,
ecchymosis would be nonexistent.

Which suggests
he survived the impact.

Usual injuries:

Ruptured patellar tendon,

laceration of the saphenous vein,

and multiple incised wounds
containing slivers of glass,

which I will send over to Trace.

And bruises: Legs, arms and chest.

What I didn't find was arterial lacerations

or underlying vessel damage.

Confirms death wasn't immediate?

Correct.

Victim was like
a leaky water balloon...

heart slowly pumped blood
right out of his body.

And, based on the coloration
of the bruises,

trauma was sustained

approximately 48 hours
before death.

Three days ago,
this man was injured.

He bled out
until he died yesterday.

We didn't find any blood.

Lockwood?

Hey, Stokes.

Who called it in?

BLM chopper pilot.

They always buzz Diablo Canyon

looking for hikers in distress... or worse.

He see anyone else in the vicinity?

No, just the vic:
Stacy Warner, 26.

Las Vegas resident.

I scanned
for a Missing Persons on her.

Nothing.

No tire treads.

Whose are these?

Paramedics and mine.

Same path. Walked
straight in, straight out.

Engagement ring,
no wedding band.

Orbital bone
looks fractured.

Could have lost her footing,
hit her head.

Could have.

Hold that for me?

Down feather.

But she's not wearing a jacket.

Shine that right here.

Grissom should enjoy this.

Hey, Lockwood,

you got any food
in your vehicle?

Hamburger? Anything like that?

Gum, sugar-free.

No. Gum will kill him.

I'll stop at the
first place I see

pick up some jerky.

Will you get me a sample
of the ground

underneath the body?

Soon as the coroner moves her.

Good.

Bob is dead?

His body was found at Sunset Park.

His license gave this address.

Are you his domestic partner?

We're roommates.

I got divorced
last year.

And, about six months ago,
Bob's wife kicked him out.

He needed a place
to crash

and I needed help
with the mortgage.

He's two months late on the rent.

How do I go about collecting under the

Look, we were roommates. We weren't

When was the last time you saw him?

We both work at the Tangiers.

He managed the restaurant, and I work in

Last Monday,
we drove in together.

But you didn't drive home
together?

Mondays? No.

After shift, he'd walk over
to the university.

He's an amateur photographer.

Take the bus home.

But he didn't come home
Monday night.

I didn't think much of it.

He's always going
back and forth
with Charlotte.

His wife.

What do I care?

As long as the rent's paid.

Photo Department
kept a log.

Bob Martin reserved a darkroom on

from 10:00 to 11:00 p.m.

He was logged in
Monday night.

Good. We got a bus to catch.

(horn blaring)

He left these photos behind. They're all
of the same woman.

I bet it's his wife.

Silver flecks...

like the one you found
at the body.

I got a piece of plastic.

Looks like a headlight cover,
maybe.

This could be our crime scene.

(tires screech)

Assuming this was a hit-and-run,

how does a guy
with two broken legs end up

on the other side of town buried
in a park, covered in lye?

What are you looking for?

No sign of blood.

No evidence of a cleanup.

If this is our crime scene,

then somewhere between here and Sunset

Bob Martin lost
eight to ten pints of blood.

Where is it?

So want to tell me about
the silver flecks I found?

Paint chips?

Aluminum and melamine in the color coat

indicate that it's car paint.

Factory job.

Uh... body shop paint contains styrene, not

Hmm. What type of car?

Trick question. Paint won't tell me that.

But I do have an answer.

It's not technically part
of my job description

but, as you know,
I'm always eager

to expand my responsibilities.

Take a look down the scope.

Looks like some sort of insignia.

Crosshairs.

That's the plastic you collected at the

Now, that mark is only found on the S-class

It's all about branding.

Now, knowing that the headlight came from

I was able to compare the infrared spectra

with the paint spectra supplied by the

Check this out.

Your vehicle was painted Sarasota Silver.

Also, only available on
the S-series '99 models.

I checked with
the Mercedes state rep.

Five were sold in Nevada.

Sara's tracking down the owners.

You've, uh... already shared
this information with Sara?

Yeah, an hour ago.

And she was way more fascinated than you

Well, I'm somewhat fascinated by the fact

that I'm your boss, but you talked to her first.

Well, you were at dinner.

I've been in the lab
all day, Greg.

I've been
looking for you.

Well, it's hard
to see me

if you and Greg
are out ahead of me.

Oh, uh...
sorry about that

Brass got me a list
of those Mercedes owners.

One moved to Los Angeles,
three are over 50.

My guess, they would have
stopped and rendered aid.

Brass is checking them out. Which leaves
a Ben Weston, 25.

Leased the vehicle
last week.

You found my car?

Why? Is your car missing?

Yeah. Isn't that why
you guys are here?

I filed a police report
a couple days ago.

God, I love that car.

Hocked my future on it.

Tell me it hasn't been strip ped.

You wouldn't happen to have a copy of that
police

I'm a lawyer.

Here you go.

Thanks.

Sarasota Silver, S-series,
stolen Monday night.

Yeah. I stopped
for take out after work.

When I came out, it was gone.

Don't most of these luxury vehicles have

What's with all the questions?

We're investigating
a possible hit-and-run.

You think the bastard
that stole my car hit someone?

Ignacias High,
Nevada State University...

Are you a local?

Yeah. Great town.

I studied my ass off in law school.

Passed the bar first time.

Good for you.

Let me guess...

criminal defense?

Everyone deserves
representation.

Yes, they do.

Would you happen
to remember what clothes you were

A blue pinstripe,
a light blue oxford,

gray tie... gift from my girlfriend.

First week as an associate. Firm like this...

you tend to pay attention
to wardrobe.

Mr. Weston, we'd like to take a look

Really?

Well, you need a warrant.

But I'm a nice guy.

I picked them up
at lunch.

Downstairs...
one-hour dry cleaning.

Nice suit.

Thank you.

I just bought it.

I hope you didn't
just buy the shirt.

Oh, come on.

I've been meaning
to change dry cleaners.

Well, maybe you shouldn't
have gotten lye on it. Lye is an alkali.

And, when it's mixed with water,

it eats right through fabric.

Mr. Weston...

you mind taking off your shirt?

Excuse me?

Lye can burn through fabric.

It can also burn through skin.

I have my limits.

You want me to strip, you're going to need

But, since there's no basis for your request,

you can forget about it.

She drowned.

This is the girl I found
in the desert, man.

I am aware of that. She drowned

It's not possible, Dave -o.

She was found in Diablo Canyon... miles
from the nearest

Lake Mead's got to be 20 miles away.

Desert, no desert... I don't care. She

Look, if it's any consolation, she dry-drown

Dry-drowned?

Happens in about
ten percent of all cases.

When dry-drowning occurs,
the larynx closes involuntarily,

preventing air and water
from entering the lungs,

resulting in hypoxia...

a reduced concentration
of oxygen in the blood.

Thus, water's
kept out of the lungs...

dry -drowning.

In wet drowning,
hypoxia also occurs,

but the larynx relaxes
and water floods the lungs.

Still, the question remains,
how does a girl drown

in the middle
of the desert?

She doesn't.

She was engaged.

The guy never filed a missing persons on

I didn't file a missing persons
report on Stacy

because she wasn't missing.

As far as I knew,
she was on a solo trek

up in Diablo working toward her NESTFs.

NESTFs?

Sorry.

National
Extreme Sports Trainer Finals.

I took mine last week. Did it in three days

So, I didn't expect her back
for at least two more days.

Okay.

You mind if I have
a look around?

No. Go ahead.

Thanks.

Detective.

Check that out.

You see that?

Yeah.

Mr. Hudson?

You own this house with
Stacy Warner. Is that right?

That's right.

Any idea
how this blood got there?

No.

Stacy had a head trauma wound.

You wouldn't know anything about that

I'd never hurt Stacy.

No?

How do you explain
the domestic disturbance call

to this address two weeks ago?

We told the officers then
it was nothing.

I don't know.

The neighbor who
filed the complaint

said you were really yelling
at Stacy.

Said it sounded abusive.

We're sports trainers.

We say some crazy things
to get each other

to do one more lap in the pool
or one more crunch.

Are you a liar?!

Or are you going
to give me more?!

Are you weak?
Are you worthless?!

Can you account for your
whereabouts this week?

Big Sky Triathlon
in Montana.

You want to see a picture
of me crossing the finish line?

No. No.

We got what we need.

So I sent out some bulletins.

Got a hit on Weston's
missing Mercedes.

Sullivan called it in.

He's a typical tow guy.

I'll run him.

Yeah, I got a call.

"You want a wrecked S-class?"

(chuckles)

You betcha.

The parts alone are worth
four, five times

the Blue Book value
of the car.

I asked, "Where
do I pick it up?" That's all I asked.

You didn't ask his name?

Someone throws you
300 thou in used parts,

the only response
is, "Thank you very much."

So where is the vehicle now?

Look around.

You work fast.

Hey, I called it in. What moredo you want?

Aristotle said something about the whole

Of course, he never worked in a chop shop.

We want all of the parts.

Affirmative for blood...
passenger side.

Well, that's just
a trace amount.

Where's the rest of it?

Want to pass me the luminol?

Well, you do know
how to light up a room.

Location of the blood
on the seats and the dash

indicates
that the victim

was inside the vehicle.

Maybe the driver hit Bob Martin,

stopped,
and put him in the front seat.

Okay.

Where did they go?

Well, not to the emergency room.

Not to Sunset Park
for48 hours.

I'll swab
the rest
of the car...

bring the samples
to Greg and have him run it against Bob

If you find any blood
that isn't his, then...

Maybe it belongs
to an injured joyrider,

and we have a new suspect.

The one day I'm due in court,

and you pull a drowning
in the desert.

How'd it go?

Oh, it went great.

The judge recessed right before my

I'm on call. Catherine's on call.

Boy, you're making progress.

The blood from the poolside matches the

Yeah. The problem is the small amount of

isn't enough to prove anything,
you know?

People bump their heads and scrape their

Yeah.

That musclehead
boyfriend...

he's a little shady.

He's hiding something.
I can feel it.

Are you going to prove

that he drowned her
in their swimming pool?

Four samples:
One from their swimming pool,

one from their bathroom,
one from Lake Mead

and one from Clark County
Reservoir,

but none are consistent
with the water I recovered from her

What else did you collect
from the scene?

Some rocks from under her body

and a goose feather.

A goose feather?

This looks like basalt rock.

Didn't it say somewhere in here

that you found her
at 1,500 feet?

The desert, yeah.

Well, you can only find
this rock

at high altitudes...
like 4,000 feet.

Really?

Yeah.

You sure?

Yeah. I went on this field trip
up at Table Mountain

in my senior year...
"Rocks for Jocks."

Don't ask me why
I remember any of this.

Hey, that helps.

I think I'm going
to head out there.

You want to roll?

You're on call at court,
right.

All that blood belonged
to the victim.

Look at this.

Visible blood drops
under the passenger seat.

That's a strange place
for blood.

Radiated spatter.

What do you think?

Blood pooled
onto the floor mat.

As more drops splashed down

the impact projected
the blood drops upward.

Okay.

But where
did it fall from?

So, Greg said you guys
are processing an S-class.

Yeah, what's left of it.

Now, that's a crime.

Oh, this would have broken
my ex's heart.

Every weekend the guy'd be
test-driving another Mercedes.

I'd get myself all dressed up,

make the dealer believe
we could actually afford it.

Damn.

If this car was stolen,

the ignition lock would
be punched, right?

Huh?

Anyway, I got to go.
Warrick and I are due in court.

Later.

We... we would
have caught that.

We were distracted
by what we were
looking for.

Yeah.

So how did the thief
turn the engine over

without breaking
that lock?

Maybe
there is no thief.

All right, again.

I ran into the Chinese restaurant.

I wasn't in there
more than two minutes,

but I left my keys
in the car.

You left
an $80,000 Mercedes idling?

Yeah.

Stupid, right?

That's why I didn't say anything.

Besides,
if my insurance finds out,

it's contributory negligence.

Let's just cut to the chase.

I told you everything.

Chinese restaurant near my house. Couldn't

Parked in the handicapped zone,
left the motor running.

I wasn't in there
more than a minute.

Take off your shirt, please.

You're going to need a warrant,
like I said.

But you don't
have basis.

Actually, the issuing judge
disagrees.

I can call Judge Scott,
contest your grounds.

- But you won't -You want to refuse?

One of us will remove it
for you.

Yeah.

Here you go.

Look, no chemical burns.

You satisfied?

The warrant
is for the whole shirt.

Yeah.

You don't have
to be a scientist

to know where that came from.

(tires screeching)

We got enough
for a hit-and-run.

All right, hold on.

It's not what you think.

I called in my order.

I looked down to put away
my phone.

(bang)

I hit something.

I stopped. I looked around.

I couldn't see anything.

I figured it must have been
a dog, and it ran off.

So I drove
to the restaurant,

that's when
my car was stolen.

It was
a rough night.

Look, my car was stolen.

What happened next,
I don't know.

Save it.

You're under arrest.

All right.

I hate lawyers.

We need a warrant for his house.

We need to find something
we can use

to keep that creep off the street.

(panting)

I'm all for retracing
the girl's steps,

but it wouldn't hurt
to bring in some cadets.

If it was a little kid
or a mass casualty,

maybe we'd get
that kind of manpower,

but, hey, exercise is good
for us, right?

Air feels thin to me.

(grunting)

Check it out.

Let's go.

You said the vic was wearing light layers of

Yeah, several layers...
tempered cotton.

This is a men's
extra large.

This is
too big for her.

Goose down like
I found on her body.

What's this?

Ah. Property of Mr. Muscles.

You want to run it?

Well, maybe he left
a day later than he said

for his little marathon,
you know?

Followed her out here,
started arguing with her,

no neighbors around
to call the cops.

(shrieks)

She manages
to fight her way free,

finds higher ground,
he follows her, takes her down.

So then what?

He drowns her
with canteen water?

I'm going to let you
run that by the D.A.

You should try describing
a scuba diver up in a tree, man.

Up in a tree, man.

This is nothing.

No, the, uh... the evidence
tells the story.

So why did a cagey guy like our suspect

leave his jacket up here?

Everybody thinks
they have a plan

till things start
to go wrong.

I gave Stacy my jacket
the morning she left for Diablo

for night layering.

Extreme hikers
can't carry bedrolls.

That's what makes it extreme.

And she just left
your jacket wedged
under some rocks.

Maybe.
I don't know.

Look, I gave it to her
to take care of her.

I loved Stacy.

Then help us out here, man.

I've got prior disturbance calls,

her blood in the pool, her body drowned

in the middle of the desert
with your jacket nearby...

your map.

That's my trail map.
I'd like it back.

No. No, it's evidence now.

You can put a request in for it

when we complete
our investigation, okay?

Am I free to go?

You're not under arrest.

I'm getting this to QD.

He doesn't want me to have this map, and I

(sighs)

He made bail.

Yeah, that figures.

Oh, I almost forgot.

Here's a warrant
to search your premises.

We'd like to start
in your garage.

Yeah.

Look, I'm filing a complaint
with your supervisor.

You're harassing me.

If you're a lawyer, you should know

the legal definition of harassment.

Investigating a crime doesn't quite fit the

However, a false accusation
of harassment

within earshot of my colleagues
could be construed as slander.

I know the law, too,

and I've actually
been in a courtroom.

This was parked in
the driveway, wasn't it?

Now that's a crime?

Jim, could you get
this car moved for us?

Unless the keys
are in the ignition, hand them over.

It's a rental. You're not on my policy.

Oh, I'm a safe driver.

Wait outside.

It smells like bleach to me.

I'll check for blood.

Why would he leave
his car outside

with the sprinklers on
instead of putting it in here?

Maybe the garage was full.

What exactly do you want me to look

Alterations, erasures,
paper content.

The guy was really nervous about me

Okay, I'll test the components in the inks

and then bombard the paper with different

We'll see what's up.

Sounds good, man.

- Thanks, man. - You bet.

Hey, Grissom...

Keep me posted.
I will.

Did you take a look at that maggot from the

Yes.

And?

Well, it belongs
to the family of sarcophagids.

That's as far as I got.

You mind taking
another look for me?

Your maggot never
developed, Nick.

It never will.

Why?

It happens to Sarcophagids

when they're exposed to freezing

So, my maggot was stunt ed?

Probably
by frozen air.

Yeah, but we found the vic in the desert.

Well, maybe it was a very cold night.

Mucho frio.

Muchas gracias.

Come on in, Greg.

Hey.

Hey.

So, I heard about
your cold maggot.

News travels fast.

I was thinking...

most people
figure Las Vegas
means "The Strip,"

when it really means
"The Meadows."

I'm trying to calculate
barometric pressure here, G.

Well, my point is,

Nevada is a
basin -and- range state.

Down in the desert basin,
hardly any rain.

But, up in the
mountain ranges,

it's 40 inches a year.

That's more than Seattle,

it's more than San Francisco,
it's more than...

Yeah, yeah. I see
where you're going.

Last week, in Vegas,
perfect weather...

warm, steady barometric
pressure, but...

out in Diablo, two days before
I found Stacy Warner's body...

The mountain
shadow effect.

That's what
meteorologists call it.

Right.

This is Ecklie's Mercedes?

Well, actually, I sold it to him five years ago.

It was in much better condition back then.

Hey.

So I checked with Auto Detail.

Uh... obviously, if you fill a car up with

or, in our case, blood... it's going to leak
through the bottom.

Dicing wounds with
glass were limited

to the upper torso, right?

Top of the head, face,
top of shoulders,

and forearms.

Which would be consistent
with a head-on crash.

The head of the victim
crashed into the passenger side

of the windshield.

Well, this isn't
the same model or year,

but it's
close enough.

Okay, I'm thinking
that the car

clipped the victim here,

and he was catapulted...

and he was positioned
something like this.

(glass shattering)

So now he's bleeding,

and his blood is dripping
onto the mat.

The victim bled out
for two days.

Yeah, but he could
have been conscious, right?

Until he lost a third of his circulating blood

Then the hypovolemic shock
would have set in

after approximately 12 hours.

So it's possible
that he was wedged

into the windshield
of Ben Weston's Mercedes,

which was parked
in Ben Weston's garage.

We know where Bob Martin was.

Where was Ben Weston?

My guess...

At work,
making a good impression.

Sometimes I'm glad
I only deal with dead people.

You know...

the tow truck driver said
Weston's Mercedes was totaled.

But the only damage would have been to

He's lying.

Maybe it
wasn't totaled.

I don't remember. I was only interested in

You don't know
who phoned it in?

It was a guy. What else can I tell you?

Mr. Sullivan, in '96
you were arrested

for vandalism, right?

I was 18.
It was a prank.

I hoisted the principal's
station wagon onto the roof of the gym.

St. Ignacias High School, right?

It's funny, but
the registered owner

of the Mercedes
also went to St. Ignacias.

You were in
the same class.

Ben Weston.

That might ring a bell. So what?

He's been arrested on a hit-and-run.

He's also under suspicion
for murder.

That makes you an accomplice
after the fact... 20 to life.

Okay, look, all I did

was take his call, take his car. I don't even

In high school,
he's the one
who turned me in.

He said he wanted
to make it up to me.

Just remind yourself

that usually I bring
the case home.

If that garage
floor stain
started out as blood,

the bleach
just degraded it.

There's nothing for me
to work with.

Sorry.

There goes the slam dunk.

Blood in the garage would have

So, is this
his rental car?

Sunset Park is two miles
from Ben Weston's house.

I was thinking maybe he used this car to

So we should be able to find
some of the vic's blood

or hair or fibers
from his clothes.

No visible trace
of any kind.

Except for this.

So this mountain shadow effect...

the barometric
pressure spikes down,

the temperature
strikes down...

Right. Humidity
spikes up.

Moisture in the air
condenses.

(thunder crashing)

The mountains get
a flash flood.

You know, I checked with
the National Weather Service.

This area got three inches of rain in 20

So, she was up here hiking
when the weather changed.

Got nasty in a hurry.

Nothing she could
really do about it.

Then she takes one to the head... on the

She's trying to clear the cobwebs when the

(thunder rumbling)

But it was too late.

She drowns in the floodwater.

Body gets carried
to the base of the canyon.

A couple hours
worth of sun

water dries up.

No evidence
of the storm anywhere

except on the vic,

who carried traced amounts
of basalt rock with her,

and rainwater
in her throat.

(phone ringing)

Stokes.

The map has definitely
been tamper ed with.

You sure about that?

Positive.

Chemical tag in the ink
tells the tale.

Then I shot the map with
300 nanometers just to be sure.

I need you to get
those results to me.

Thought you would.

I have a messenger on call.

Are you telling me Stacy's death
was an accident?

An accident of nature, yeah.

But you still had
a hand in her death

just the same,
didn't you, Mr. Hudson?

What are you
talking about?

Why don't you
take a break?

Come on over here
for a sec.

You altered the map.

You used the same
color ink as the printer,

but the chemical tag s
in the ink are different.

This is Magic Marker.

When you shine
ultraviolet light on it,

like this...

you can see exactly
what you did.

You made this look like
an impenetrable ridge...

no way out,
when it's actually a meadow.

If she had a good map, she might have

out of the highlands
by nightfall.

I didn't want her to die.

I didn't.

Then why did you alter the map?

We competed.

I'd just run the trail in three days. I didn't want

Am I being charged with murder?

No.

You altered the map,

but you didn't make it rain.

What you did isn't a crime...

but it is criminal, isn't it?

Come on.

Your entire case
is circumstantial.

Your physical evidence
is pathetic.

You've got, what,
a wrecked car...

a white powder
in a rental...

and a bleached-out
stain in my garage.

If that's
all you've got,

you won't even
get a filing.

My cell phone.

Yeah.

Mitchell Sullivan
found it in your car

at his chop shop.

I hope he didn't make
any long-distance calls.

Thanks.

It's evidence.

Hey, now it's a party.

And I brought the music.

You'll be happy
to know

that there were no long-distanced calls
made on your cell phone.

But there was one call made...

to 911... at 2:30 a.m.
On Tuesday morning,

while your car was
still in your possession.

911. What's your emergency?

Please help me.

I...I can't hear you, sir. You'll have to speak

Please help me.

Help...

Sir, our system
is not compatible with your cellular phone.

Where are you calling from?

I'm in a garage.

Sir, can you see a street sign?

It's dark...

Explain it to me, Ben.

How does a lawyer rationalize
something like this?

You know the law.

You hit a guy.

It was an accident.

Nothing criminal.

But you let it escalate
to first-degree murder.

I spoke with your
senior partner.

It was your first
day on the job.

Big firm.

Big welcome.

How many drinks
did you have that night?

Let me guess.

You wanted the alcohol
to wear off

before you called it in, right?

So you decided
to wait it out.

Have a cup of coffee, sober up, then call the

But, unfortunately,
Bob Martin woke up.

Help me.

Please, help...
help me...

So what do you do now, hmm?

Can't walk into the
emergency room and say, "Hey
this guy was bleeding to death

in my garage while I was eating
mu shu pork."

Sara, there's someone
here to see you.

Not right now.

You'll want to talk to It's relevant.

I sacrificed to get where I am.

My whole life
was leading up
to last Monday.

Yeah. It's tough, huh?

Fifteen years
to build your dream,

and a 15-second phone call
destroys it.

Where did
you find this?

Packing up
Bob's stuff.

Found it
on his dresser.

Thought you'd
want to see it.

Thanks.

When a driver hits a pedestrian,

the presumption is
the driver is negligent.

When a driver's been drinking
and he hits a pedestrian,

it's no longer negligence... it's reckless

But when a pedestrian
intentionally throws himself

in front of a moving vehicle,

then the driver's
no longer responsible.

Legally, he's off the hook.

This suicide letter
was written by Bob Martin

to his wife Charlotte

When you hit him
Monday night,

it wasn't an accident.

You were
off the hook.

Until you let him die.

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