"Oh, man." "Two blocks from the barn." "Hands on your head." "Come on." "Really?" "Hey, ow!" "Spread them out." "You got anything sharp in your pocket?" " You got anything sharp in your po...?" " No." "Where were you guys when I was getting robbed, huh?" "You fight with him?" "Is that where the blood came from?" "Yeah, but it didn't stop him, though." "He took everything I had." "Everything." "Not everything." "Guy's out there with a knife and you're gonna arrest me?" "Since you don't have any ID, you wanna give us a name?" "Yeah, Pedro Street." "You're under arrest for possession of cocaine." "You have the right to remain silent." "Anything you say can be used against you in the court of law." "You have the right to an attorney." "If you cannot afford an attorney, one will be provided." "We need to strip search you." "Put everything in this container." "Then remove your clothes and turn around, please." " Everything from your pockets." " That is everything." " What about your car keys?" " What car keys?" "The guy was smoking crack on skid row." "Had blood on his shirt." "Gave us a fake name." "Then threw away his keys on the way to booking." "He threw away the keys." "We know his real name yet?" " Thomas Arthur Gavin." " The Third." "A.k.a. Trey." " No criminal history." " Until today." "But he does have M-number of fingerprints on file attached to his real estate and investment broker licenses." "What am I investigating him for, commander?" "Smoking crack without the right answers?" "Chief Delk made it clear he doesn't want specialized units like Major Crimes just sitting around." "Unless there's a victim, you've already made your arrest." "Yeah, but chief, you gotta admit, it's suspicious." "A crackhead throwing away the key to a Mercedes?" "Okay." "What other information do we have on our drug user?" "Well, uh, Thomas Arthur Gavin the Third graduated from USC." "And then he went on to UCLA where he received an M.B.A." "Not someone you expect to find on skid row." "Yeah, but he defaulted on his credit cards after maxing them out." "And earlier this year, he lost his house." " Does he own a Mercedes?" " He does not own a car at all." "The bank repossessed his BMW after the payments lapsed eight months ago." "Okay, so how does a college-educated broker who used to own a house and a BMW, end up on skid row?" "Addiction doesn't discriminate, chief." "Park Avenue to park bench." "It can happen to anyone." "Yes, but addiction isn't a crime, lieutenant." "Okay, Lieutenant Provenza, could you please...?" " I got it." " Thank you very much." "Go to a Mercedes Benz dealer, have 20 copies of this key made." "Organize a grid search where Mr. Gavin was picked up." "See if, uh, we can locate this vehicle." "Ha, ha." "Babysitting 20 patrol officers running around hitting the panic button." " My kind of day." " Yes." " Thanks a lot, chief." " You are very welcome." "Lieutenant Tao, Detective Sanchez check with Missing Persons." "See if there is a report with a Mercedes attached to it." "You got it, chief." "Do you want me to get the blood on the shirt analyzed for DNA?" "Yes, I do." "Thank you." "Uh..." " So Mr. Gavin, where did you put him?" " Interview Room 1." "Guy's coming down from crack." "Has a tough road ahead." "Well, maybe you can help him out." "I'll find out about the keys and shirt." "Detective Gabriel, would you listen in on my interview follow up on our little crackhead's story?" "Buzz, earwig-y thing, please?" "Thank you." "Mr. Gavin." "Good morning." "I'm Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson." "How you feeling this morning?" " Not good." " Smoking crack will do that to you." " Mr. Gavin..." " It's Trey." "You can call me Trey." "I'm sorry to ask, but can I get some chocolate?" "It helps me when I'm like this." "Sure, we'll have that brought in for you right away." " And some more coffee too." " Ah, guess that's me." "Now I'm waiting on crackheads." "Excuse me." " Since you're getting coffee anyway...?" " No." "But in the meantime, I need to ask you a few questions." " Questions about what?" " About what happened on skid row." "I can't believe I did it." " Why did I do it again, huh?" "Why?" " Why'd you do what?" "Why did I smoke again?" "I was doing so good." "I worked so hard to straighten myself out and now I'm back not knowing where I'm gonna sleep tonight." "Don't worry, we'll find a place for you." "No, I need to go home to straighten it out." "My parents, they won't let me." "And I get it." "I let them down again." "But those people were treating me like I was a criminal." "I couldn't stay there anymore." "I just couldn't." "Stay where, Trey?" "The Credence Recovery Center." "It's some rehab, you know?" "My parents, they told me that if I didn't stay there that they would never talk to me again." "But you should see the way that they treat these people there." "They're just..." "They're yelling at me, and they're calling me worthless." "We're gonna call that rehab now, give them a talking to." "They're not doctors, these people." "They're not." "They're con artists." "They take my dad's money and then they act like I work for them." "Detective Gabriel's checking on Credence Recovery Center now, chief." "I tried to tell my parents." "I said, "You're getting ripped off," you know?" "But they wouldn't even come and visit me." "Well, maybe I could talk to your parents for you." "Would you?" " Would you, please?" " I would." "Would you tell them that I'm sorry, okay?" "And that I will get help somewhere else." " Maybe a hospital or something." " Okay." "First you need to tell me about that Mercedes key." "And the blood on your shirt." "That police officer kept sticking those keys in my face." "He kept saying they were mine but they weren't." "Did that police officer smear blood on your shirt too?" "I know you had those keys, your fingerprints were on them." "We were able to get fingerprints from the keys?" "If all you're gonna do is you lie to me, we are finished here." "You need to decide, do you want my help or not?" "Excuse me, chief." "Here." "Chief, do you have a second, please?" "I want you to think about what I said, Trey." "If I'm gonna help with your mom and dad I need the truth about what happened." "What is it?" "Chief." "So Trey was at Credence Recovery Center for three weeks." "Now, his parents, they paid the bill, but his stay wasn't court-ordered." "He could leave whenever he wanted, which he did last night at 10 p.m." "Okay, so he's telling the truth about that much." "What about this, uh, recovery center?" "They're known for their tough-love approach, but it's not a con." "Okay." "Let me finish up with the rest of Trey's story." "I'll see where it leads us." "I thought about what you said." "If I tell you everything, can you promise to get my mom to talk to me?" "Yes, I will." "I promise." "Okay, because when I tell you everything, I'm gonna need protection." " Protection from whom?" " There's this guy on the streets." ""Sarge." That's what he goes by." "That's what he calls himself." "He's the guy that robbed me." "He took everything I had." "He took my wallet." "He took my money." "Trey, when you were arrested, you had a bag of crack." "That's because when I buy the crack, I split it up, okay?" "And I put it in different places in case something like that happens to me." " If I get robbed by Sarge." " He's done this before?" "Rob you?" " Yes." " Sarge?" "Does he have another name?" "I don't know." "But he picks on everybody, okay?" "It's not just me." "He's got a knife and he'll take everything you have." "And the cops, they know about him, right?" "But they just keep putting him back out there." "Chief, I'll speak to the Mounted Unit see if they know Sarge." "If he exists, they'll bring him in." "So when Sarge came up to me this time, I decided I was gonna fight back." "And when I made him bleed he pulled out a knife." "What about the keys?" "The keys fell out of his pocket when we were fighting." "He didn't notice." "So I picked them up, you know?" "I thought, maybe I'll find that car." "Maybe I'll take something from him." "Maybe have a place to sleep." "If he finds out that I told you that he robbed me he is gonna come after me." "Seriously, okay?" "Don't you worry." "We're gonna protect you from Sarge, I promise." "What now?" "Now tell me where you found the car?" "I didn't have time to look." "I got high." "Then I got arrested." "Chief Johnson, can I speak to you for a moment?" "Chief, Lieutenant Tao and I ran a batch for stolen Mercedes reported between 8 p.m. and 6 a.m. this morning." "We only got one hit." "A Kevin Adams in Studio City reported his vehicle missing around 4 a.m." "How do we know it's his Mercedes we have the keys to?" "Lieutenant Tao's at his house now." "Mr. Adams' set of keys matches exactly the set of keys Trey had in his pocket." " Where's Mr. Adams now?" " Tao's driving him in." " Okay." " There's something else, chief." "Meet Kimberly Anne Adams." "She borrowed her father's Mercedes last night around 7:30 p.m." "Never came home." "So we're not just looking for a stolen car anymore." "Okay." "Kimberly Adams, age 22." "Buzz, see that Lieutenant Provenza gets a copy of this photograph and the license plate from the missing Mercedes." " He's gonna need that for his search." " Yes, ma'am." " What do we know?" " Miss Adams was a university student living at home." "No criminal record." " Okay." "Detective?" " Chief, I ran Miss Adams' financials." "The only activity in the last 72 hours is an ATM withdrawal in Hollywood last night for $100." "Which is her student account's daily limit." "Okay, chief, I got the file on Sarge." "The guy that Trey Gavin claims robbed him." "Yeah." "A.k.a. Edward Cain." "Dishonorably discharged from the Army." "He lives in an SRO downtown off of 6th and has nine prior arrests for robbing the crackheads of skid row." "If he's been arrested nine times it means Sarge probably robs people every day." " DA never pressed charges?" " Victims disappear." "Too high, too drunk." " Or they move to a new cardboard box." " Our Mounties say they can find the guy." " You want him here?" " Yes." "Detective Sanchez would you assist the Mounted Units in picking up Mr. Cain?" "But without a fight." "If there's wounds on him make sure they're from last night." " Sure, chief." "I'll play nice." " Thank you." "Chief Johnson, Lieutenant Provenza with an update." "Please tell me you found something." "We've been searching for the Mercedes all morning." "The one thing I can tell you for sure is where it isn't." " But I, uh, do have the photo you sent over." " Yes, Kimberly Adams." "You're looking for her father's car." "But she was driving it, so you're looking for her too." "So officially, this is now more than just a missing vehicle." "We are treating it as a carjacking at the moment." "But while you're out there looking, why don't you ask...?" "Why don't you ask people if they have seen the young woman in the vicinity." "Keep me posted." "Marcus, we need to triple the personnel on the grid." "And make sure every officer on patrol out there has a picture of this girl in their hands." "Chief, this is Mr. Kevin Adams." "It's his Mercedes we're looking for." "And the only reason that I reported it stolen is because you folks told me that I had to wait 72 hours before my daughter could be considered legally missing." "Now, the police will search for my car but they won't search for my little girl." " Why aren't you looking for her?" " We are." "We're searching for her right now, but we need your help." "I brought some pictures from our trip to Big Bear." "Her passport, birth certificate." "I didn't know what you need." "Okay, thank you." "Sir?" "Please." "Do you know where your daughter was going?" "What part of town?" " Out." "Just out." "She was going out." " Do you remember what your daughter was wearing?" " A dress." "Trying to remember the color." "Blue, black." "I don't know." "How about any distinguishing marks?" "Scars?" "Tattoos?" "No tattoos." "She has a, uh, scar from an appendectomy when she was 15." "It's very small." "Was she with anyone?" "A boyfriend?" "Someone from school, perhaps?" " No." "Not when she left the house." "No." " Was she meeting up with anyone?" "I didn't ask." "I didn't ask. I..." "Look, she's 22." "I mean, I can't follow her out the door every time she leaves." "It was just a normal night." "She asked me if she could use the car, like she always does." "I asked her if she needed some money, like I always do." "She said she'd be okay." "Pro..." "Probably because she, uh, has one of my credit cards on her." "What credit card is that?" "The American Express is in the name K. Adams." "Kim and her father have the same first initial." "Even if someone asked her for ID, she'd still be able to use it." " What did you guys find?" " Okay." "So about four hours after the $100 ATM withdrawal there was a transaction on the AmEx for $114 at a club in Hollywood called Purple, for eight lemon-drop martinis." "That's $14.25 a drink." " How do you do that so fast?" " Eight drinks for a girl her size?" "That might explain why she never made it home." "I don't think they were all for her." "Bar records say she bought the drinks two at a time." "Okay, so Kim was drunk." "Maybe." "But that Hollywood nightclub is awfully far away from skid row." "Yeah, far from skid row, maybe." "But not far from Credence Recovery Center." "Trey's rehab." "What?" " About four miles." " An awfully long walk." "This is bullshit!" " Where do you want him?" " This is police brutality." " Interview Room 2." " Shut the hell up!" " You listening to me?" "Pigs!" " We heard you the entire way here." "You're strip searching veterans." "Detective Sanchez, I said, do not fight with Sarge." " I told him that." " What happened?" " He wouldn't listen." " It's just pepper spray." "He'll live." "We didn't find any recent wounds on Sarge's body, chief." "But this is the stuff he had in his pockets." " A stiletto." "That's never good." " Trey's wallet." "So Sarge did rob him." "He was telling the truth about that." " Trey has no criminal record." " Tell me then, chief." "Why did he ditch the keys to the Mercedes?" "Why ditch the keys?" "If a murderer was on his way to booking and did that what would you think?" " I would think I need to find that car." "Chief, there is a girl who is missing, who may still be alive." "I think it..." "You think I should go and ask Trey if he kidnapped Kim Adams?" "He'd invoke his rights faster than he fell off the wagon." "And I'd never get to ask about that girl." "Trey gave a good reason for throwing away those keys." "Before I ask any more questions, I need to know the answers." "Now I'm gonna go interview this Sarge person." "Do you mind?" "Yes, this is Detective David Gabriel, Major Crimes." "May I speak to Chief Pope, please?" " Mr. Cain, my name..." " I don't care what your name is." "I'm Sarge, and this is bullshit." " Then settle down, Cain." " You settle down, man." " Ever been pepper sprayed in the face?" " Uh-huh." "Want more?" "We'll spray you again." "As I was saying, Mr. Cain, my name is Deputy Chief Brenda Leigh Johnson." "You've met Detective Sanchez." "We got a few questions." "You have the right to remain silent." "Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law." "I take it these are the two suspects in the case you're worried about?" "Yes, sir." "All right." "Well, before, uh, we talk about your concerns I'd like to know why a set of lost car keys escalated into a tactical alert." "Why is all of Central Bureau out looking for a car and a girl who may very well just be hung-over somewhere?" "Oh, you know, a hunch." "I'm not sure that's gonna be enough for Chief Delk." "Why do you care what Delk thinks?" "Because Chief Johnson asked me to care about it." "You know, it's a little early for you to start acting like I don't matter anymore." "I mean, you may be right, but then again, you may be wrong." "Now, why don't you explain to me why you brought what looks like a crack case to Major Crimes." "I just thought it was better to look busy." " Is that what you want?" " Well, hey, what do you wanna know?" "Why not ask a question instead of chasing me through the street?" " Where'd you get this wallet?" " I found that." " Where?" " Around." "I don't know." "People drop things." "Especially when they're stoned." "Like the Smoker Broker usually is." " Excuse me?" " The Smoker Broker." "Trey." "So, what, he call you guys, huh?" "Tell you I stole his wallet?" "Bastard." "I didn't steal it, I found it." "Just like I said." "This guy just confirmed what the other guy said." "What is it about this, uh, Trey kid that makes him seem like some kind of super criminal to you?" "Chief, it's the keys, okay?" "I can't get my head around it." "I don't understand why he'd throw the keys away if he didn't think they would get him in trouble." "Mr. Cain, your criminal record shows nine arrests for robbery." "All of them on skid row." "You take advantage of people there, don't you?" "Arrests aren't convictions, so I don't have a criminal record." "I have a record as a veteran of the United States Armed Forces." "Where I learned what it takes to survive." "Is that why you carry this?" "To survive?" "There's nothing illegal about wanting to protect myself." "Possession of a weapon with a blade over 4 inches is a felony." " Two years in prison." " Wonder if there's blood on it." "Look, that knife belonged to the Smoker Broker, okay?" " I took it to sell it." " So you admit to robbing Trey?" "Okay." "Yeah." "The guy was smoking hard but he surprised me because..." "Because he fought back?" "If you call crying like a girl while I shook him, as fighting  well then, sure, he fought back." "Hello?" "Please let me out." "Come on, please!" "Let me out!" "Is that all you got?" "Are we through?" "Not quite." "Where'd you get this?" " You just put it on the table." " Answer the question." "I don't think you realize how much trouble you're in." "Come on, please!" "Let me out!" "Hey." "Look at Trey." "What do you think he's doing?" "What the hell?" "Get your ass over here!" "Get over here!" " Don't hurt me." " Hands behind your back!" " You got him?" " Yeah." "Jail time for a knife is nothing compared to stealing a Mercedes." "That's just a lie and you know it." " No one goes to prison for stealing a car." " They do for carjacking." "Trey said these fell out of your pocket when you robbed him." "So where is that car?" "And where is the young woman who was driving it?" "Chief Johnson, we have a problem." " What happened?" " Smoker Broker had an anxiety attack." "Oh, Trey." "You said you would be right outside that door." "You locked me in and left and never came back." "Why are you treating me like I'm a criminal?" "You are a criminal." "You were smoking crack on a public street with blood on your shirt!" " All right, detective." "You need to understand I'm doing everything I can to help you but you have to cooperate." " How are you trying hard, huh?" " Did you even talk to my parents?" " Yes." "I have." "That's part of what's been holding me up." " They talked to you?" " Yes." "Your mother's very upset that you left rehab." "She's only angry because she doesn't know my side of it, you know?" "If I could talk to her." "I'm working on that, Trey, but you need to talk to me first." " Why?" " You had blood all over your shirt!" " From my fight with Sarge." " Sarge says he didn't lay a hand on you." "And when we strip searched him, we didn't find a single cut, a scrape..." " That's a lie!" " That is enough!" " That's a lie, you know it." " Okay." "I punched him right in the face." "Maybe it was the nose." "Did you even check to see if he had a bloody nose?" "He had a bloody nose." "I know it was his blood." "All right?" "He used my shirt to wipe off his face." " Okay." "Okay." " Chief." "Chief." "Provenza." " Yes, lieutenant?" "What is it?" " Chief, I'm, uh, in an alley about 10 minutes from where the Mounties picked up Trey Gavin." " We found the Mercedes." " And the girl?" "In the trunk." "Chief, somebody was very, very angry." "Severely fractured supra-orbital area causing massive contusions." "Left zygomatic arch shattered." "Again, massive contusions." "Nasal bone all but destroyed." "Massive contusions." "Mandible fractured in three places." " So she was beaten to death?" " No." "She was also stabbed 18 times." "The blood just trickled out of her." "Probably took about an hour for her to die." "Well, maybe she wasn't conscious." " We can hope." " What about the murder weapon?" "Each stab wound has next to no tearing of the epidermis." "Leads me to believe the knife had a double-edged blade." " Like a stiletto." " A stiletto works." "And see these rectangular bruises?" "They're caused by the top of the knife's hilt where the blade meets the handle." "Four and a half inches." "That's the length of the blade." "Four-and-a-half-inch, double-edged blade." "That sounds familiar." "Okay, let's send off her blood to the lab." "If you could put a rush on it?" "Get it back by tomorrow." "Hey, Mr. Adams said that his daughter didn't have any tattoos." "Well, maybe he didn't know about it." "Wait a minute, Kim was buying drinks two at a time last night." "He also said that she had an appendectomy scar." "A small one." "No." "No scar." " Oh, my God." " This is not Kim Adams." "Sorry about the condition of her face." "We tried to clean her up as best we could." "Her name is Michelle Landale." "She went to school with Kim." "I've known her since she was 9." "Oh, my God." "Her parents." "Where did you say you found her?" "Downtown, near skid row." "In the trunk of your Mercedes." "And you're telling me, absolutely, absolutely that there was no sign of Kim?" "No sign of your daughter." "No, sir." "I don't know whether to be more relieved by that or more worried." "I hate to mention this, but the area in which we found Michelle's body is known for crack and heroin." " And we were wondering if Kim might..." " Wait a minute." "Wait a minute." "Are you suggesting that drugs may be involved?" "Possibly." "And Kim had a lot to drink last night." "You're telling me Kim drove my car...?" "My car to skid row?" "Unless you can think of some other way it got there." "Excuse me." "Is the federal government involved in this case now?" "Well, Pope called me, so it could be." "I've seen the evidence you've collected." " Take a closer look at Trey." " Cain had the murder weapon." "He didn't have wounds." "It couldn't have been his blood on Trey's shirt." "And Trey threw the keys away." "Why would he have done that unless he knew what was in the car?" "I have known junkies my entire life." "They are all incredible liars." "Please do not believe this guy's story." "It's ridiculous." "All right, hold on, Gabriel." "Look, chief, normally we would just hold this kid until we could match the blood on his shirt to the victim's, and then call it a day." "But there's another girl out there, somewhere." "And if she's alive, we're running out of time to find her." "Come on, let's go." "So, what's the deal?" "What does it boil down to for you?" "I have questioned Trey very closely, and he's childish and immature but he's not capable of stabbing a girl to death." "Okay, you know that conversation you never wanna have?" "We've put it off as long as we can." "I'm an alcoholic, which means I am an addict." "I know everything about this I wanna know." "You think that, but you don't." "Really." "You might be making a mistake and there's a girl out there whose life depends on you getting this right, okay?" "So look at me." "Look at me and tell me." "Am I a good guy?" "Do you think I'm a good guy?" " Of course I do." " Okay, now listen." "Two days before I got my second DUI, I woke up hung-over." "I'm getting ready for work and I notice my jacket's still on the couch." "My keys are still in the front door." " And my gun is missing three bullets." " What?" "I go into the garage, I see I've shot up the driver's side of my car." "No one was hurt." "But what if I'd been out on the town?" "What if I'd been in a hotel?" "I could have killed someone." "And here's the worst part of it." "I kept drinking for two more days." "Took me getting another DUI before I asked for help." "I only did that because my career was on the line." "That's how dangerous I was." "You're making it sound like you're some kind of monster." "And you're not a monster." "You're the most decent person I know." "I'm both, honey." "I'm sorry, but I'm both." "Okay, I ran Michelle Landale's financials and found an ATM withdrawal a little before 1 a.m. on Central Avenue, skid row." "I contacted the bank and had them e-mail me the security footage." "This is what they sent over." "That's Michelle Landale." "There's the stiletto and the Mercedes in the background." "And from the looks of it, our suspect is running out of patience." "She tried to save herself." "Unsuccessfully." "He managed to do all that and still keep his face hidden." "I don't need to see it." " Hey." "Hey." "You all right?" " I don't know." "I don't know." " How did I get this all so wrong?" " You're used to siding with the victim." "That's how addicts see themselves when they're using." "Nothing is ever their fault." "Okay." "I'll give him someone to blame and see how that works." "Thank you, detective, I'll take over from here." " Are you sure, chief?" " Yes." "When he brought me back from holding, I thought my parents might be here." " They're on their way." "Mm-hm." " Really?" "Are you sure?" "Yeah." "I've had some serious conversations with your mom and dad." " They're finally ready to listen to you." " Oh, my God." "Thank you." "Thank you." "Thank you so much." "I'm sorry about what I did to the other room." "My dad will pay for it." "I want you to know that I'm..." "I'm better." "You know, I'm much better." "Well, good, because I was worried about you there for a minute." "Now, all I need from you is to help me to sort out who's legally to blame for what happened last night." "To blame for what?" "Are you aware that someone under the influence of a narcotic  is not responsible for any crime they commit as long as they were seeking treatment within a 12-hour window?" " Really?" " Mm-hm." "And since you were at Credence Recovery Center nine hours before we picked you up, we can't arrest you for anything that happened before 10 a.m." " I wasn't in rehab when I was arrested." " That's because they let you out." "Which is also illegal, considering what they'd been paid." "We're opening an investigation into Credence Recovery Center." "I think we're gonna have to hold them accountable for what happened last night." "What are you talking about?" "Trey, I understand why you didn't tell me everything earlier." "Probably don't remember it all, the state you were in." "Or you were afraid you'd get in trouble." "But you're not in any trouble." "Yet." "Still, I have to warn you, since you're no longer under the influence that 12-hour window has closed." "You are now responsible for anything that happens from this moment on." "You're still going to help me, right?" "You're gonna let me talk to my parents?" "Provided you're honest with me, yes." " Because the faster we clear this up..." " Clear what up?" "The blood on your shirt, Trey." "We know it didn't belong to Sarge." "Maybe it was mine." " I mean, our fight was..." " You were strip searched, Trey." "You weren't bleeding." "No." "We've matched the blood on your shirt to the body of Michelle Landale." "She was found dead in the trunk of a Mercedes." "Oh, God." "And the key to that Mercedes was the one you threw out of your pocket when you were arrested." "Oh, God." "Now listen to me, Trey." "Listen." "All that happened within the 12-hour window." "You were high then." "You had been seeking treatment." "Michelle's death is not your fault." "Now look at me, Trey." "Look at me, because this is important." "The driver of that Mercedes is still missing." "And you can help me find her." "I'm so sorry for all of this." "Don't you think I know that?" "Why do you think I've been helping you?" "But if anything happens to that girl, if she's alive, for example, but hurt and she died before we were able to get to her, you would be responsible." "That's why you have to help me find her." "Can you do that?" "I've been helping you." "Can you help me just a little?" "I'll tell you where she is." "Kimberly!" "Kimberly!" "Come on." "Kimberly." "It's okay, we're the police." " We need paramedics in here right now!" " Paramedics!" "According to Miss Adams, when she and Michelle Landale left the nightclub Trey stopped them in the parking lot and asked for money." "Miss Adams gave him a few dollars." "Miss Landale did not." "Trey then pulled a knife which is the same knife Cain stole from him later." "And he forced the girls to drive him downtown where his plan was to use their ATM cards to get cash." "But Miss Adams had reached her daily limit from earlier in the evening." " Right." " So he was gonna wait 24 hours and then force her to withdraw another $100." "But Michelle Landale and Kim Adams had the same type of account." "If Trey had kept her alive, he could have had twice the money." " So why did he kill her?" " Because she..." " She ran." " She tried to escape." "And I lost it." "I see." "I mean, you know, crack, it just..." "It takes you out of yourself." "You know, your judgment, it's part of the high." "Not having to think about right and wrong." "This..." "This girl..." "Michelle, is that her name?" "I didn't wanna kill her." "That's the drugs." "You know, I really hope that they stick it to these people at the Credence Recovery Center over this." "Thank God I was seeking treatment, right?" "Are you mad at me?" "I just helped you like you wanted me to, you know?" "You're staring at me like..." "Hey, look at me." "I'm not a bad person." "You know that." "I don't think you're a bad person, Trey." "I think you're a monster." "And you're under arrest for murder in the first degree." "What?" "Wait." "Wait, you're still gonna help me, right?" "You said I wasn't responsible for this." "That's what you..." "She said I wasn't responsible for this." "Isn't that what you said?" "You said I'm not responsible..." "Hey!" "No!" "No!" "Please, it's not my fault." "Please, tell them it's not my fault." "You have to tell them that it's not my fault." "This isn't my fault." "Please, you have to tell them that." "It's not my fault!" "Please." "Please, tell them." "David, you went over my head." "Yes, I did." "I'll try to make sure you never feel the need to do that again." "Chief, look I am always on your side." "You know that, right?" "I do." "I know that." " Hey." " Hey." "Do you have to leave right away?" "I can stay for a while." "You feel like talking?" "I do." "Um, I know you had this other life before you stopped drinking." "I don't like to think about it but maybe I should." "Okay." "What would you like me to tell you?" "Uh..." "Everything I don't wanna hear."