CSI: NY

Detective, followed a blood trail of some cans down the street.

Found her other shoe and a wallet.

Lana Gregory, 1818 Myrtle Street.

She was almost home.

Joe, Mac.

I received an odd photo on my phone tonight.

What?

Describe it.

Yeah.

It's the same one.

I think I know why the photo was sent to us.

The victim is one of our lab techs.

Here.

In the fields.

I fought for my meals.

For my living.

She was posed to match the original crime scene.

There's one shoe on the bottom step, one missing, the way her hair's draped, coat open.

Killer paid attention to detail.

Did it have something to do with the lab, or does she have a connection to the original victim, Lana Gregory?

Not at all.

Hopefully we'll get some answers once Adam tracks down the phone that sent this photo.

I got unis canvassing the area for witnesses, and I found these in a dumpster down the street.

Just like the original crime scene.

So far, everything seems to mirror the 1957 murder.

Female Vic in her 20s, 1818 Myrtles, the exact same location, same time of night.

It even snowed today.

And the three stab wounds to the abdomen.

Are we looking at some kind of bizarre copycat killer 55 years later?

No, I don't think so.

Copycats like to benefit from the notoriety of the original killer.

And in this case, it was the victim, Lana Gregory, who had all the press back then.

You know how long this place has been vacant?

About nine months.

We're running down the property manager now.

Jessica Drake, her crime lab ID.

I didn't recognize her until I saw her eyes.

One blue, one brown.

Is there any reason why somebody would want you two to be the first to know that she was dead?

We had very little contact with her.

She was a grade one lab tech, I think.

Worked on the night shift mostly.

Did entry-level grunt work like washing test tubes, ordering supplies,

things like that.

Still, it's a pretty ballsy move to send that photo to your private phones.

Well, they got what they wanted, our attention.

There's a big difference between the original crime and this one.

The first went unsolved.

This time, we're gonna find the killer.

Base of a wine glass?

Hey, Doc, what do we got, buddy?

Junior lab tech, Jessica Drake.

Time of death, approximately two hours ago.

Cause of death, sanguineous.

You all right, babe?

Yeah.

I met her parents once.

They came by the lab.

I remember the delight in their eyes.

They were so proud of her.

All right, cuts and lacerations on her face suggest a struggle, but there's no

blood spatter or blood drops around the body, huh?

No drag marks, so it looks like it wasn't a body dump, which confirms that the attack took place right here.

And there's no blood with directionality heading away from

the scene, which tells us that our killer wasn't bleeding.

Looks like there's only two sets of footprints around the body.

Neither one of them is a match to Jessica's shoes.

These footprints up here on this landing are just mine and Mac's.

We didn't let anybody else up here.

So contrary to what we see on our victim's body, there's

no evidence of a struggle or even that our killer was here.

No.

So it must have started snowing after she was murdered.

Concealed the blood spatter and compromised the evidence.

Mother Nature is an accomplice.

Yeah, we don't got diddly.

Maybe.

The snow is powdery.

That's good.

And it was cold all day, right?

In Montana, when you're shoveling your driveway, the

easiest layer to remove is always the fresh, powdery snow.

Underneath, there's a hard layer of ice, the slush that froze when the temperature dropped.

So you could sometimes make out your tire tracks.

So you're thinking...

I'm thinking the evidence is concealed under this snow.

So young, so high for you to know, know, know.

You're a carrier, a carrier of the light inside of you.

Glows green in the pitch black, night, night.

Can't tell anyone, anyone, it's hurting you.

So hold it in, cover up, pull up your sheets, your sheets.

A torpedo cruising in the ocean, and soon it's due.

So I got to sit up, sit up, up, up.

For my heart to come down, down, down, down, down.

So I got to sit up, up, up, up for my...

The coolest entities, they come flowing through the walls.

Don't see the tanks, they come floating through your down.

And the coolest entities, they come flowing down.

Scissorhands, and more.

Unique Phrases.

Rappaport', this is.

Our murder weapon.

A broken champagne flute.

Good eye.

It's the same basic shape and length as the paper spike used to kill Lana Gregory in 1957.

And speaking of good eye, Jessica has the most stunning case of heterochromia

iridum, rare combination of one blue Iris, one brown.

And what I find particularly eerie is a rather unique similarity between the two victims.

Ulana Gregory's autopsy report indicates sectoral heterochromia in her right eye.

One section of the Iris with flecks of brown color.

Her eyes were green.

It would sometimes give the appearance of having two different colored eyes.

See?

Both victims with a rare condition of differing shades of eye color.

What an oddly impossible coincidence.

Which makes it no longer a coincidence.

Our killer must have known.

Maybe the reason Jessica was his chosen victim.

Well, the other detail that's consistent, like Lana, Jessica was stabbed three times

in the external oblique area of her torso, causing

significant lacerations to the kidney and liver she bled out.

So, Sid, if you're gonna duplicate a murder right down to the eye color,

why would you change out the murder weapon?

I mean, you can get a paper spike at any stationery store.

It's an adequate equivalent of the original murder weapon, yet provides a

little mystique to the profile of the current killer.

He wants to be noticed.

His priority was the body looking like an exact replica of the previous crime.

He?

His?

It's definitely a male.

Subdermal bruising suggests that our suspect may be male.

Jessica's wrists were grabbed and held very tightly.

I think a very strong woman could accomplish that.

I don't doubt it.

However...

Are those letters?

Greek letters, to be exact.

Phi, Gamma, Alpha.

I've concluded that it's a fraternity ring.

The Greek symbols are raised on the width of the band.

Leads me to believe it's a man.

You can take that information now.

Jessica was awesome.

I can't believe anyone would kill her.

She was... different.

Different how?

Sort of quiet, only about the work, hard to get her to smile.

She was... So much fun to be around.

Only person I know who could make washing test tubes and cleaning the lab not boring.

Did she have a boyfriend?

No.

Not really.

You're gonna have to elaborate on that one.

Harlan really liked her.

Harlan who?

Harlan Porter.

Does she work in the lab?

Yeah, ballistics.

I don't think the attraction was mutual.

She was nice to him, but... He gave her that nickname, Lana.

Yeah, like Lana Gregory.

Why?

Harlan knew everything about that case.

Part of his graduate thesis or something.

He met Jessica and started calling her Lana.

Told her the story of the unsolved murder case, explained that they both had the same eyes.

She kind of liked it.

And he made it sound so romantic.

I just, I can't believe all this happened.

Jessica was my best friend.

When was the last time you saw Harlan?

A week ago.

Yesterday.

I rode up in the elevator with him last night.

I tried calling him to make sure he knew about Jessica.

I didn't reach him.

And nobody else has heard from him.

Can you tell me anything about Harlan Porter?

Yeah.

Smart kid.

Works in ballistics.

Why you asking?

Is he a suspect?

Supposedly, he has a fascination with the Lana Gregory case.

Come on, Flack, he did not kill Jessica.

You sound pretty sure.

Doesn't fit the profile.

Are you giving me a textbook answer?

I'm not familiar with everyone who works on the night shift, but I have spent time

with Harlan, and he's the most kind, considerate person I know.

No one can reach him.

Doesn't make him guilty.

Hey.

Hey.

Cold outside.

I thought you might want some coffee.

That sounds perfect.

I've got bagels, yogurt, and breakfast burritos to go.

Oh, thanks.