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What are you doing here?
I thought you might have a hot tip for me.
I thought we were meeting at your place.
I won't tell if you won't.
Baby, the senior V.P.'s just down the hall.
Yes...
But that's what makes it fun.
I am a lucky man.
Yes, you are.
You have to get your volunteer hours somewhere.
What would you rather be doing?
Hanging out with my friends?
But this is something we can do together.
We never have any time just you and me.
Oh...
Wonder why.
It's going to look good on your college applications.
It rounds out the piano and the gymnastics...
Mom, the phone's freaking it out.
Stephanie Carson.
Yes. Peyton.
I am so glad you called.
I have an investment opportunity,
and I thought of you first.
Stenwick Financial.
Mom, I've got it.
I am only trying to help.
You shared a remand cell with Derek Caster...
Yes, Boss.
And you killed him
because he wouldn't give you his pudding.
It was vanilla.
You stabbed him eight times.
It was good pudding.
Is it just a coincidence
you decided to kill your cell mate
right as his lawyer was negotiating his plea bargain?
Story ain't gonna change.
Guard.
What have we got?
Anonymous report of a dead body.
You primary?
Lucas.
Ah.
Boy scout finally got his merit badge, huh?
Three times in the last six months.
Closed them all.
Garvey offer you any new insight?
Derek Caster was not killed for pudding.
Well, there's no evidence
that Neville Montgomery had him killed
to keep him quiet.
No.
I guess it could be straight up revenge.
You know, Caster kills Neville's daughter,
Neville has Caster killed.
Yeah, different theory, same problem.
No direct communication
between Montgomery and Garvey.
That we can find.
Maybe you can't find it because it doesn't exist.
Did I get a coffee?
That doesn't mean that Caster was lying
about Montgomery.
Okay, but it does mean
that the investigation has hit a dead end.
Oh, so you're saying
it's the classic pudding motive.
The proof is in the pudding.
I think "the plot thickens."
You're killing me.
One cream, two sugars.
Thank you.
You're welcome.
So, you want me to... canvass the building?
No, I've got uniforms on it.
Why don't you go check in with Betty?
That's a nice view.
Hey, hey, hey, guys.
Can we get a little bit of room here?
Give us a little bit of space here.
Jeez.
It's good to have you back.
Overdose?
See the bruising,
with the puncture wound in the middle?
Yeah.
That's consistent with a forceful injection.
Hmm, well, I saw the flowers on the floor in there.
Looks like there was a struggle.
Yeah, I'd say she fought
right up until the drug took effect.
Gonna need a full rape kit.
She was placed here.
Mm-hmm, that's not all.
Killing her wasn't enough.
Motive - 03x02 - Calling the Shots
Killer writes on a victim like that,
usually means zero remorse.
Yeah, we should run the details
through the violent crimes database.
See if we get a match.
Got a lot of sex toys in the closet,
restraints, lubricants, a bouquet of condoms.
A whole bunch in the bathroom, too.
Guess what we don't have,
we don't have I.D., a wallet,
any indication of who might live here.
- She was a pro. - Thank you.
I'm thinking that's a possibility, yes.
All right, no passcode.
Do have a first name, Sienna.
Right there, there's the 9-1-1 call,
7:32 this morning.
The caller identified himself as John Smith.
Oh, that's original.
Then she had a 7:30 a.m. with a Brent Boorman.
That's early.
He could be a morning person.
Last night 8:00 p.m. to midnight,
she was with a Hamish Taggart.
We gotta talk to him, too.
Yeah.
So, how do you want us to handle this?
If you want to take a run at Hamish Taggart,
Angie and I can talk to Brent Boorman.
Can you find numbers for them
in there?
Yes.
And can you also get me a list of everyone she talked to
in the last 24 hours?
I... will do.
Mom!
Mom?
I can't find my lunch.
Just get a 20 out of my wallet.
Where is it?
I left it in there.
Oh, God. No, no, no, no.
No, I will get it.
Mom, I've got it.
I...
Come on, let's go.
I'm gonna be late.
Give me five minutes.
Way to stick it, Madison!
Yes...
She has worked so hard on that landing.
Anyway, I would be happy to give your portfolio
a second opinion.
I couldn't ask you to do that.
No, it would be my pleasure.
Thank you.
Are you and Keith free for dinner next Saturday?
I'm dying to show off my new kitchen.
I would love to.
And there he is.
Let me call him right now.
Yeah, yeah. I see you. I'll be right there.
So, Mr. Boorman,
you're senior vice president, creative?
Yeah, it's very demanding,
which is why I'm wondering
how long is this going to take?
I'm sure with a job like yours,
there's always a lot on the line.
What time did you get to work this morning?
Uh... I don't really remember.
It was early.
The reason why I ask is
9-1-1 received a call this morning
reporting a dead body.
What's that got to do with me?
According to the victim's calendar,
she was scheduled to meet with a Mr. Boorman at 7:30 a.m.
It's obviously a different Brent Boorman.
Unfortunately,
you're the only Brent Boorman in the city.
I don't know what to tell you.
You got the wrong guy...
We know you made the call, Brent.
No, no, I didn't...
Did you kill Sienna?
Don't lie to me.
Listen, I am not lying to you...
- Look at me. - I'm looking at you,
she was dead when I got there.
How'd you get in?
Someone let me in downstairs.
I went upstairs to her apartment,
which was unlocked.
I knocked, I entered,
and that's...
That's when I found her.
You expect me to believe that?
I'm telling you the truth.
I am telling you the truth.
I was with my wife all last night, okay?
Now, she's the one that dropped me off
at Sienna's building this morning.
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