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♪ Dance, girl ♪

♪ Everybody on the floor ♪

♪ Everybody dance on the floor ♪

♪ Dance on the floor ♪

♪ Everybody dance
on the floor... ♪

♪ Everybody dance on the floor ♪

♪ Everybody dance on the floor ♪

♪ Everybody... ♪

How you doing?

I'm good. Hey.

Uh, let me get a couple burgers.

Two burgers.

I was the driver on patrol.

Heard gunfire,
called it in, responded.

Saw the suspect with a gun
firing in a southwest direction.

Told my partner
to call for backup.

Fearing for someone's life,
I exited the vehicle

and engaged the suspect.

I fired three rounds.

Suspect went down.

I approached,
kicked the gun away,

handcuffed him.

Okay.

25 years on the job, Jim.

First time I ever had
to fire my weapon.

What was your partner's name?

Donna Grayson.

First week on patrol.

Officer Grayson, we're ready

to take you downtown now.

We're gonna need your
statement, too, Danny.

Yeah, I know the drill.
Okay.

Hey. We've been getting
way too much business

out of this neighborhood, Jim.

Well, if the gangs in L.A.
would stay in L.A.,

life in the ghetto
would be beautiful again.

What does it look like, David?

We got three GSWs:

one to the left kidney area,

one to the left thigh

and one to the upper torso.

At least one of them

was a through-and-through.

A nine-millimeter hollow-point.

And this looks like
our duty issue.

Smith & Wesson Model 60.

.38 Special.

Suspect fired four rounds.

Well, that's consistent
with Officer Finn's statement.

Hey, brother!
Let me talk to you!

That's right.
I'm talking to you.

Damn cop shot him
after he was down.

Plain murder.

Murder!

She's speaking the truth!

It was murder!

Murder!
Would they be crying "murder"

if he was a white guy?

It's not about this guy.

It's never about one guy.

We'll be taking all their
statements. Let's keep going.

David, will you go ahead
and roll him, please?

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We have another nine-mil

hollow-point.

Well, there are a lot of ways

a bullet can end up
under his body.

I can only think of two:
shot from a distance

through-and-through,

bullet got caught
in his clothing,

fell out when he went down;

or...

the suspect was shot
after he was down,

like the young lady said.

Coup de grâce.

Sounds like you already
made up your mind.

You already made up yours?

Ray.

- Jim?
- Yeah?

This man is a cop.

Oh, no.

Sergeant Scott Johnson.

Lives in Seven Hills.

What are you doing
down here, my man?

I'll find out.

First I have to notify Ecklie.

Conrad, Jim Brass.

How are you...

Eyes are gonna be
on every move we make.

They already are.

I'm tired of this!
Shot him in the back, too!

♪ Who... are you? ♪

♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪

♪ Who... are you? ♪

♪ Who, who, who, who? ♪

♪ I really wanna know ♪

♪ Who... are you? ♪

♪ Oh-oh-oh ♪
♪ Who... ♪

♪ Come on, tell me who are you,
you, you ♪

♪ Are you! ♪

♪ ♪

Hey, you know as well
as I do... if there's one gun,

there's two; if there's
two guys, there's three.

It's how I was trained;
it's how I train the rookies.

You don't have
to defend your actions.

I'm just here to document them

for the record.

CSI Willows has entered
the room.

She is here
to collect and document

your service weapon.

Actually, I'd like
to ask a few questions first.

This is a sketch of the...

900 block of Adams Street,
where the shooting took place.

Officer Finn, could you indicate
the position of the suspect

and where you were

when you fired?

Suspect was...

here.

For the record,
Officer Finn has indicated

that the suspect
was in the parking lot

of White House Burgers,
south of the building.

I parked my vehicle here.

I fired behind
the driver's door.

Also in the parking
lot, north of the suspect.

And you never fired
from any other position?

No, I fired three.

From behind my door.

When did the suspect go down?

On the third shot.

At what point
did you approach the suspect?

When I felt the suspect
was no longer a threat.

When he was down.

Somebody saying
something different?

Well, preliminary
eyewitness reports

suggest, um...

that the suspect was shot
in the back after he was down.

So far, the physical evidence
doesn't disprove it.

Well, it didn't happen.

Ask my partner.

You wanna tell me
what's going on here?

Did you recognize him?

No.

Did you I.D. yourself to him?

I don't know. Maybe.

Did you give him a chance
to I.D. himself to you?

Hell, no. Why would I?

Because he was a cop.

Sergeant Scott Johnson.

That's it.

I'm not saying another word

until my union attorney
gets here.

If Finn fired three shots

from behind his door
in that direction,

cartridge cases would have
ejected right... and rear.

They should be
around here somewhere.

I think I got one.

Make that two.

One to go.

He shot out of there
like a bolt of lightning.

So you saw him
leave the restaurant?

I'm saying,
where's that other guy,

the one I was talking to
in the parking lot?

You know who I mean.

Well, you got me.

Did you, uh,
see anybody on the street?

Anything unusual?

Not till all that gunfire
started,

and that's not all that unusual.

Okay.

What happened
when you heard the shots?

I grabbed my baby,
and I hit the ground.

Your baby?

My boy, Avery.

Six years old.

Bring him with me to work.

Sitters cost too much.

Could you see who was shooting?

I saw the floor.

And when did you go outside?

When it got quiet.

Can you show me
where you were standing?

Right here.

Right outside the door.

What did you see?

I saw the brother murdered.

Here. The cop was standing
over him, and he shot him.

But you just said
that you waited

until the shooting stopped
before you went outside.

I know what I saw
and what I heard.

There was a whole bunch
of guns going off.

Then it got quiet.

Then one last shot,

and that cop was standing
over that poor man.

I saw a murder.

Well, if that's what happened,

Officer Finn's gun would have
been pointed at the ground.

That cartridge case...

ejected.

Nine-millimeter cartridge case.

Consistent with
witness statements.

And inconsistent
with the officer's statement.

Sara, glad to see you back.

Ecklie.

How was your week off in Paris?

Dr. Grissom sends
his regards.

Were you able to
make notification?

Well, Johnson's

only next-of-kin is his father.

Looks like he's out of town.

Any word on what Johnson
was doing down there?

Well, according
to Johnson's captain,

he was off duty; Adams Street
isn't in his district;

he wasn't working undercover;
and he had no informants.

So no official reason
to be there.

Which is why you are here.

Maybe Sergeant Johnson

was just looking
for a good burger.

I doubt it.

Take a look at his body fat.

Not the usual
yellow-orange color.

It's white.
He was a vegetarian.

So what was he doing
in a burger joint?

Do you have the third bullet?

Nine-mil.

Lodged in his left kidney,
not immediately fatal.

Same as the one
shot through his left thigh.

This one's your C.O.D.

Back-to-front.

Penetrated the
interventricular septum

near the base of the heart.

That's the area concerned
with its electrical conduction.

Kind of like flipping
the main breaker.

Heart would have
stopped immediately.

So it must have been
the final shot.

Does the trajectory tell you
if he was standing or prone?

That is the question
of the night,

and I can't give you an answer.

You know,

in ancient times,
a coup de grâce

was considered an act of mercy...

A quick blow
to end the suffering

of a comrade wounded in battle.

Whatever this was,
it was no act of mercy.

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How's the House of Meat?

Sergeant Johnson
ordered two burgers,

two drinks and a salad.

Burgers were not for him.
He was a vegetarian.

According to the witnesses,
he entered alone.

So he must have been
meeting someone.

Okay. Who?

And why haven't
they come forward?

Officer Grayson, could you see

who Sergeant Johnson
was shooting at?

I don't think so.

It was all so fast.

I should have seen more.

I didn't.

Can we do this a little later?

A officer lost his life
last night.

We owe it to him
to get past ourselves

and do what we have to do.

If you want to pound nails
in your head, do it tomorrow.

Now, show me your position.

Um, I was right there,

calling for backup.

And while you were on the radio,

could you see Sergeant Johnson?

No.

Could you see your partner?

Yes.

Grayson, get the hell down.

Call for backup now.

Control, this is 3 David 34.

We have a 444 in progress,

900 block of Adams.

Damn it. Damn it. Damn it.

Requesting backup
and paramedics.

David 3-4,
copy that. Will advise.

All units, vicinity
of 900 block of Adams,

be advised we have a 444
in progress. Officer involved.

So you didn't actually see

Officer Finn
fire the third shot?

I heard it.

It was close.

But by the time
that I looked up...

Where was Officer Finn
when you looked up?

Over the body.

Do you have the dispatch calls

from Officer Finn's
patrol car yet?

Is there a problem?

Deputy?

No, ma'am.

But Officer Finn's mic was stuck
in the open position.

Happens all the time.
Might be helpful.

Let's hear it.

Grayson, get the hell down!

Call for backup now!

Control, this is 3 David 34.

We have a 444 in progress.

I'm taking him down.

Black son of a bitch.

Jim, we need to
talk about the...

Jim!

I put my credibility
on the line for you.

CSI said excessive force.
I said, "No way."

That's right.
Oh, really?

I'm taking him down.

Black son of a bitch.

Requesting backup...

Look, I don't
remember saying that.

I'm advising you not to speak.

Not until we hear
the complete recording

and check
the witness statements.

What, you think I'm racist?

Again, Officer,
I'm telling you, do not...

I don't remember.
If I said he was black,

I was describing the suspect.

I was so focused on what
the gun was doing, I...

Did you see his face?

No, it was dark out.

Are you telling me you didn't
recognize Scott Johnson?

He was a trainee.
He rode with you.

He was your damn partner
for four months.

You spent eight hours a day
in the car together.

You saw more of him
than you did of your wife.

This was over five years ago.

So, you're telling me that
you didn't recognize the guy

who put a formal complaint
in your file

for racial discrimination?

Let me read this to you.

"Frequent and excessive use
of racial epithets,

including the 'N' word."

First of all, no,
I didn't recognize Johnson.

And second, yeah, sure, I use
street talk with the trainees.

Come on, you know
that doesn't fly anymore.

But believe me,

whatever they get from me
is nothing

compared to what they're going
to get from the real gorillas

in the jungle.
That's a poor choice of words.

I am training them
for the real world.

And of the dozens and dozens
of people that I have trained...

And that is every color
of the rainbow, pal...

That hard-ass was the only one
who ever complained.

The only one.

He's the racist, not me.

Ready, set, go.

Four seconds.

Could have run it in two.

Except we're timing
a 53-year-old guy

who's packing
about 30 pounds of gear.

So, the distance from Finn's car
to Johnson's body was 40 feet?

And according
to the dispatch recording,

there was 5.4 seconds

that elapsed between
the second and third shots.

Greg just proved
that that's time enough

for Finn to have delivered
the final shot over the body.

Brass found out that
Finn put in for a promotion

about a year ago; it was denied.

A couple of weeks later,

Finn saw Johnson at another
officer's retirement party,

took a swing at him.

Finn probably thought
he deserved a desk job

and a bigger pension,

and he blamed Johnson
for not getting it.

Would Finn have delivered
that coup de grâce,

if that guy hadn't been Johnson?

But it was,
and when Finn recognized him,

his resentment probably
took over.

Racially motivated, you think?

Well, obviously, race is a
hot-button issue for the guy.

When I heard
the dispatch recording,

I hated what I heard.
I thought, "The guy's a racist."

But it may not be that simple.

I mean,
it was a stress situation.

And people say things
they would never, ever say

in a normal setting.

Don't we?

You know, there was
a study done back in Michigan

about a year or so ago.

It, uh, examined
an officer's response

to situations
involving deadly force

and whether race is a factor.

It found that an officer has
less than a third of a second

to decide
whether to use his gun.

That's not much time.

It's enough
for an instinctive response.

Yes, but the study showed,
overwhelmingly,

that the most important factor
in an officer's response

is the suspect's actions,
not race.

I'm not talking
about racial profiling.

That's a whole other
box of crayons.

I'm talking about
that third of a second

when a threat jumps out at you.

Look...

when I had a gun pulled on me,

I didn't check for skin color
before I pulled the trigger.

Finn's motives are not
what we're after.

Just the evidence that's going
to tell us about his actions.

We got a 420

at an abandoned school
on Madison, north of Fifth.

I'll take it.
Okay.

And life goes on.

If I need to call you,
I'm going to. That's cool?

Thanks.

Moreno.
Sara.

Skater found the body.

It looks like a gang execution.

The victim's just a kid.

Body's in full rigor.

TOD was about 16 hours ago.

10:00 last night.

It was a busy hour
in the neighborhood.

This was why my parents
moved from L.A. to Vegas.

So I wouldn't end up like that.

GSW to the neck.

It's a through-and-through.

Got a bullet here.

Nine-mil.

Everybody loves
their nines, huh?

Good guys, bad guys... my mom.

I don't see
any cartridge casings.

Homeboys are finally catching on
and policing their brass.

He's missing a finger.

When you get him on the table,
look in his rectum.

You'll find his finger there.

So that's what gangs are doing
to snitches these days?

How do you know he's a snitch?

He got shot through the throat.

Trajectory was upwards,
front to back.

David, can I see the entry?
Yeah.

No, please.

No, no... No! No!

Please! I'll stop!
I'll stop! Please, no!

No! No!

Supplying or buying?

That sneaker print's in blood.

Ball to toe.

They were running.

Tread detail is still sharp.

Sneakers were fairly new.

Yeah, probably just
lifted them at the mall.

Blood drops traveling
in the same direction.

Your suspect was wounded.

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You know,
I can't help but wonder

how Officer Finn
just happened to roll up

on the very guy
he had a beef with.

Yeah, who just happened to be
in the middle of the hood,

miles from home
and shooting at something.

Presenting Finn
with the perfect opportunity

to exact revenge.

What do you think?

You think it could have
been a setup?

I don't know. I mean,
he called in "shots fired"

before he could even see
that it was Johnson.

If he planned it,
he knew Johnson was there.

And his unwitting partner
would give him credibility.

All right, so, what puts
Johnson on Adams Street

in the first place?

Well, his last call
was to someone

named "Anthony" at 9:59 p.m.

Mm.

Dispatch logged
"shots fired" at 10:07 p.m.

Looks like Johnson and this guy
called each other

several times
over the last couple days.

All right, so maybe
that's who he was meeting.

Could run the number
on an A.G. warrant.

Or we could call him.

Hello?

Sara?

This is Nick.

Whose phone is this?

My John Doe's...

The dead kid.

His name's Anthony.

Victim's name was Anthony Lopez.

He lived with his mom
in an apartment on Garfield.

She I.D.'d the body.

She said he wasn't
involved with gangs.

Don't they all?

What did she say about
the drugs he was carrying?

Well, she said he never used,
and his tox came back clean.

Did the mother know
Sergeant Johnson?

No. And Johnson
wasn't working gangs.

And Lopez did not have a record.

Sorry, Mom, this has gangs
written all over it.

PD has a trial on some
new gang software.

Call Detective Moreno
and give it a try.

Yeah, okay.

All right, keep them out.

All right, folks,
you heard the man.

Stay behind the tape.

Oh, no way.

Okay, Danny, this is

the standard
after-shooting walk-through.

I'm CSI Stokes.

I'm going to be asking you
a few questions, okay?

Why not? Everybody else is.

When you arrived on the scene,
according to your statement,

Officer Johnson had his gun
drawn and was shooting.

Is that correct?

Yeah, that's right.

Could you see
what he was shooting at?

I could not see his target.

I could not see his face.

But I saw the gun,
and I saw him firing.

And that was, uh, that was
in this direction, right?

No.

Turn to your right.

More.

That's it.

So he was facing away from you?

Why'd you make the decision
to shoot?

Screw you.

What?
Hey, hey, hey.

No, I am so sick of everybody

and their kid brother
second-guessing me.

Hey, I'm not
second-guessing you!

You know what?
If you knew anything,

you'd know that a guy with a gun
in this neighborhood...

- Watch it.
- What?!

It's a black neighborhood.

Look at their faces.

Tell me I'm wrong.

Don't go there.
It's you people

I was trying to save!
All right, shut up!

Mitch, get him out of here.

I put my life on the line
every day for you people!

What have you ever
done for me, huh?

You got a death wish, buddy?

And you know what?!

Every bad thing
that happened to you people,

it's not my fault.

Got it?!

It's not my fault!

Let's go.

Let go of me!

I can't defend this guy.

All right, all right, all right.

He's kind of prickly, isn't he?

Let's cut him some slack.

He's under a lot of pressure.
You know.

Well, at least now we know
where Johnson was shooting.

And I'm thinking
it was Anthony Lopez

that Johnson was meeting here.

And Johnson was shooting
at whoever killed Anthony.

I got what looks like
a bullet hole here, Jim.

Missing hubcaps, flat tire.

You don't park in
this neighborhood

unless your car's
not worth stealing.

Look at that.

.38 expanded hollow-point,

with what looks like traces
of blood and tissue.

We'll find out.

Well, Johnson
was shooting a .38.

Hey, Nick.
Yeah?

I got a trail.

Yep.

Right here.

It's blood.

Whatever Johnson
was shooting at, he hit.

All right,
this program links evidence

from gang-related crimes

in a fraction of the time
it used to take us to do it.

We input all the
evidence we've got

and compare it
against the database,

starting with ballistics.

Each dot represents a crime
involving firearms.

And that, that's
just the last year.

Wow. I leave town for a while

and all hell breaks loose.

Pretty cool.

Showing you guys something new.

Let's hope it works.

Oh, it works.

You see?
Four gangs favor

jacketed hollow-point nine-mils.

All right, let's input
the sneaker print.

"Cause and manner of death:
exsanguination

due to GSWs."

All right, we're down
to two possible gangs.

Let's input the location
where we found the victim...

Madison and Fifth.

D-Street Killers.

They run Garfield Street,
where Lopez lived.

Adams is outside
of their territory.

So, Anthony Lopez and Sergeant
Johnson probably thought

they were meeting
somewhere safe.

Do you have a log of all
the known D-Street Killers

in the database?

Except the ones that are dead
or incarcerated.

Yeah.

I'll round them up.

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I analyzed the bullet
that you found here,

under Sergeant Johnson's body.

It had manufacturer's
petroleum sealant on the base.

That's not uncommon.

It keeps moisture from
getting into the cartridge.

Right, but I did not
find any sealant

on any of Finn's other bullets.

Which also is not uncommon.

Manufacturers often mix
different batches of ammo.

Did you find sealant on
any of the cartridge cases?

Bear with me, wise one.

There was no sealant
on the cartridge case Nick found

under the fence.

However, I did find sealant
on one cartridge case:

the cartridge case
that you found

in the windshield
of the patrol car.

So the bullet we thought
was the coup de grâce

was fired from the cartridge
case on the patrol car?

40 feet from Johnson.

That's not a coup de grâce.

And in addition

to the sealant, there were
denim fibers in the nose

of the bullet
found under Johnson.

He was wearing jeans.

He landed on top of the bullet
that went through his leg.

The first bullet I found

was the one that went
through his back.

We can't be sure.

Without corresponding trace,

we can't match bullets
to cartridge cases.

There was trace
on the cartridge case

near the fence.

And this is where
it gets really sticky.

"Grape juice,
corn syrup, fruit pectin,

citric acid, sodium citrate."

It had grape jelly on it?

Yes.

And there was a fingerprint.

Mandy ran it... no hits.

If there was jelly on the
cartridge before it was fired,

it would have burned off
in the chamber.

So somebody had to have
touched it after it was fired.

Which means somebody
moved the evidence.

The scene was secure
within minutes.

The only people that were there

were Officers Finn and Grayson

and the witnesses
at the burger joint.

Which doesn't serve breakfast...

Only burgers, fries,
and ice cream.

No jelly in the kitchen
or on the menu.

But check this out.

There's a jelly packet.

Right by the toy truck.

I know who touched
the cartridge case.

I like French fries with jelly.

Puts grape jelly on everything...

Macaroni, eggs, carrots.

I take those jelly packs
from breakfast spots,

so I always have some handy.

Else-wise, baby
won't eat at all.

Avery, last night,

when everybody ran outside,

did you touch anything?

He didn't touch anything.

It was all I could
do to keep him

from having to see that...

that man that was sick
in the parking lot.

I'd like your consent

to run his fingerprints.

Could help us clear up
a critical part

of our investigation.

Avery,

can you do this
with your finger?

Put it right there.

All right, that's good.

He did find something.

What you doing?

Put that down.

Come here.

He didn't know
what he was doing.

He's not in any trouble, ma'am.

But he did help us prove

that Officer Finn

didn't hurt

Sergeant Johnson after
he was already down.

Witnesses often

merge what they actually saw
with prior assumptions.

Well, good news is,

CSIs proved you didn't
commit a coup de grâce.

The bad news?

Excuse me.

You're still on
administrative leave.

Because of your recent outburst,

they aren't gonna issue you
a replacement weapon

until you get cleared
by a department shrink.

When you shot a cop,
is that what you did, Jim?

Did you cry on some couch
to a shrink?

Come on, Danny.
Come on.

I know the deal.
I know the depression.

But, you know, you should
look at the bright side.

You're on paid leave.
So why don't you go somewhere?

Take a vacation. Go to a beach.
Go play golf.

Go make love to your wife
in the afternoon.

That's what I'll do.
That's what I'll do.

And then Johnson won't
be dead anymore.

Oh. Hey, hey,
come on, come on.

Hey, listen, listen to me.

I'll give it to you straight.

The lawsuits and
the investigation

are gonna take, like, forever,
all right?

So why don't you do yourself
a favor?

You got many years in this job.

Why don't you think
about retirement?

This could be the
time to get out.

And get out clean.

Would you be telling me to quit
if Johnson had been white?

So, it wasn't that long ago
that my wife died...

and Scott moved
back home with me.

Said he didn't want me to...

he didn't want me to be alone.

That white cop...

This was revenge.

The elevators are this way,
Mr. Johnson.

He was in that
neighborhood last night

trying to save a kid's life.

Spanish kid.

Got caught shoplifting
at a jewelry store.

Part of some kind
of gang initiation.

He only did it because
he didn't think

he had a choice.

My Scotty got the owner
not to press charges.

Told him he would be
a mentor to the boy.

Gave him his phone number and
he checked with him every day.

He was a good man.

We have all of Scott's
personal effects downstairs.

♪ ♪

Wait, Mr. Johnson.

I'll meet you in the lobby.

♪ ♪

Open your mouth, please.

Open your mouth.

Delinquente...

delinquente...

Si tu no hagas lo que quiere,
tu no sales de aqui, okay?

Can I see the bottom
of your shoes, please?

Hágalo.

Eso duele!

Oh.

Let go of my leg!

What's wrong with your leg?

None of your business.

Let the rest of them go.

Actually, run them for warrants.

Keep it moving.

Drop your pants.

If there's a bullet in his ass,
his ass is evidence.

It's killing me, man.

Get it out.

First you tell us
what Anthony Lopez did

to piss you off.

Anthony who?

Answer the question.

Punk thought
by muling some crank,

he'd make me think
he wasn't snitching.

I knew better.

The snitch was gonna talk
to that cop.

No way I was
letting that happen.

Next thing I know,
cop's shooting at me.

Cop got his.
I got out of there.

That's it, I swear.

Just... don't hit me no more.

They say a suicide
attempt is a cry for help,

but from the size of this hole,

I'd say we have an admission
of guilt.

Have you ever been with someone

at the moment they died, David?

Actually... no.

Well, my eyes were the last ones
that he looked into.

I just wonder...

David, have you seen
these bruises?

Yeah.

They look just like
my grandmother's knees.

She is always bumping
into things.

♪ Don't cast away
your inner island ♪

♪ Don't cast away ♪

♪ Don't cast away
your inner island ♪

♪ Your inner island,
inner island ♪

♪ Inner island, inner island ♪

♪ 'Cause where you went
as a child ♪

♪ Is where you long
to go still ♪

♪ Where you went as a child ♪

♪ Is where you long
to go still ♪

♪ Where you went as a child ♪

♪ Is where you long
to go still ♪

♪ Where you went as a child ♪

♪ Is where you long
to go still. ♪

Nick, would you go stand

where Sergeant Johnson
was shooting, please?

Yes, sir.

We've already proved

there was no coup de grâce.

What is this gonna show us?

We still haven't
determined whether or not

Officer Finn recognized
Sergeant Johnson

when he shot him.

Nick, go ahead and assume
a shooting stance, please.

Take this, put it
up to your eyes

and look at Nick.

I noticed multiple bruises

in various stages of healing

on Officer Finn's legs,

right about coffee table height.

I also noticed there were a lot

of dings on his car
when I went into the garage.

Now that you mention it,

the left front fender of
his patrol car had a dent.

So, postmortem on his eyes

revealed hyperplastic formations

in the mid-peripheral retina.

His vision was
severely impaired by

retinitis pigmentosa.

It's like seeing the world
through a straw.

And it's progressive.

Vision in both eyes

slowly irises down over time.

No way he should have been
working patrol then,

that's for sure.

Was probably too proud to go out
on a disability,

even though
it's a better pension.

I have to say he was a pretty
good shot for a blind guy.

Ironically, because his vision
was so constrained,

he was able to focus on
the immediate threat.

And there's one more thing.

Officer Finn's patrol
car was parked

at an angle where his headlights
wouldn't have picked up Johnson,

which means that

that light
put him in silhouette.

It's like the perfect storm:

his condition, at night,
with this lighting.

Finn couldn't have known
it was Johnson.

Finn took action

in the line of duty,

and Johnson was trying
to help a kid at risk.

So where's the bad guy in this?

You tell me.