"Screens." "Buzz!" "It's not me." "It's Fraud downstairs" "Our remotes use the same signal." "If you just let me change the frequency..." "No, Fraud can change their remote." "But they won't." "The signal shouldn't be able to go through the four walls anyway, Buzz" "There is a design flaw in this part of the building." "Yeah." "Uh, lieutenant Provenza, Major Crimes." "I want to speak to whoever's in charge down there." "Good evening." "L.A.P.D. Major Crimes." "Detective Gabriel." "Buzz, where's the mushroom pizza?" "There's nothing here that's vegetarian." "I'm sorry, ma'am." "There's no Detective Erico here." "They were out of mushrooms, so I got you a pizza with bell peppers on it instead." "Bell peppers?" "!" "Guys, I can't hear." "When have you ever seen me eat a bell pepper?" "!" "Hello?" "It's a vegetable!" "Ma'am, are you in some kind of trouble?" "Guys!" "Would you shut up, please?" "!" "Hello?" "Ma'am?" "Are you still there?" "Woman:" "There's somebody in my house." "There's somebody here." "O-okay, ma'am." "You know what?" "Give me your name and address." "And we'll get someone over to you right away." "I need Detective Erico." "Okay." "Uh, Detective Erico." "Erico!" "Guys..." "Anyone ever hear of this Erico?" "Ma'am, we're searching for Detective Erico." "But right now, I need you to tell me where you are." "What's your address?" "Oh, no." "You won't get here soon enough." "I'm in trouble now!" "Ma'am..." "All right." "Ma'am, just..." "There's somebody here." "I have to go get my gun." "Okay, just stay calm and tell me your address." "Look, I can't talk louder." "If I can just get to my gun..." "Erico?" "Anyone?" "Anything?" "No Erico here." "Maybe a different spelling." "Okay, ma'am, stay calm, okay?" "My gun... my gun is gone!" "It's... it's not here!" "Oh, my Go..." "Hello?" "Hello?" "Ma'am, are you there?" "Hello?" "Damn it!" "We got to get her back." "We got to get her back right now!" "Her phone line is blocked." "So unless she calls us back, there's nothing we can do." "Except find Detective Erico!" "Why couldn't you guys find Detective Erico?" "!" "She might've been running the two words together." "There's a Detective "Verico," with a "V,"" "works threat management." "Stalking cases." "Tao, yeah, let's get this Detective Verico up here with his open case files." "Where's chief Johnson?" "She's in an interview with some police commissioners downstairs." "Somebody should run down, pass her a note about what's going on." "Buzz." "Detective Verico's got the week off." "They said it's gonna take at least an hour before they bring his case files up here." "Give me that." "This is commander Taylor." "I want Verico's cases, and I need lights and sirens headed to every female on his list of stalking victims." "Unh-unh, unh-unh." "Right now." "Everything to the rear of the residence is clear." "Nobody home." "Copy that." "Same with the front rooms." "There's nothing here." "All clear on the second floor!" "Yeah, we got nothing down here, either." "I'm very sorry for the intrusion." "I hope you understand." "We, uh, we just have to check these things out sometimes." "Not a problem... really." "Clear!" "Clear the door!" "16863." "I have a female down inside my location." "Gunshot wound." "She does not appear to be breathing." "Roll paramedics." "And advise major crimes we found their victim." "Danielle Ross." "43 years old." "Single." "Lived alone." "She dialed my extension by mistake little over two hours ago looking for Detective Verico, who works in threat management." "Ms. Ross was shot once in the right temple area." "The bullet entered and exited, hitting the wall over there by Sanchez." "Judging by what looks to be a .40 caliber casing over here on the floor, the weapon was fired from somewhere around...here." "We found a .40 caliber hand gun in a trash can behind the house." "It might be her weapon." "We're checking the registration right now." "Box cutter?" "With a broken blade." "Think maybe she used that to try and fend off her attacker?" "Maybe, chief." "But look at this." "She was shot..." "And her throat was cut." "Ugh." "Yeah, the, uh, throat injury happened postmortem." "If someone had severed her jugular while she was still alive...." "..We'd be walking in blood." "Any idea how the killer got in?" "No." "And, uh, there's no sign of forced entry." "Now, there are three doors to the house." "The front door, which was dead-bolted and chain-locked from the inside..." "Uh, before we breached it." "And this door leads to the garage, which was locked when we got here." "And the electric garage door is shut." "And the back door is the only other exit." "No chain but dead-bolted." "Also, all the windows were barred and locked." "So there was no way for the killer to enter or exit." "Yeah, it's kind of like a crime scene and a magic trick." "Hey, I found the tip to that box-cutter blade." "Must have snapped off when the, uh, cord to this phone was cut." "All right, then." "We know how this conversation ended." "Let's go back to how it began." "Ms. Ross called my desk." "I thought she was asking for a Detective Erico... not Verico." "And she said someone was in her house." "She needed to get her gun." "She said it was in her nightstand, back in her bedroom, I guess." "Someone's in my house!" "Someone's here!" "I can't speak louder." "Somebody's in my house." "I have to get my gun." "My gun is not here!" "It's gone!" "Should be in my nightstand." "Ms. Ross spoke to you from here." "While she was searching for her weapon, yeah." "There's no door out of the house from here." "And the windows are barred." "Maybe she made a run for it?" "Chief, this is Detective Frank Verico from threat management." "Sorry it took me so long to get here." "I'm off this week." "Thank you for coming, Detective." "Any idea how all this happened?" "No." "But twice I tried to convince the commissioner she needed police protection - she wouldn't take it." "Excuse me." "Uh, did you just refer to our victim as 'commissioner'?" "Yes, I did." "Danielle Ross heads... headed the California state parole board." "And why did you think commissioner Ross needed protection?" "Did it have something to do with a prisoner she refused to release?" "I'm not sure." "There was no verbal or written threat." "But about a month ago, she stopped on her way home from work for a doctor's appointment." "And while her car was parked, someone broke into it." "And how did that become your problem?" "Patrol called me in because the commissioner's a high-ranking state official." "You know, to be honest," "I thought what happened to her vehicle was more like vandalism than anything else." "Why do you say that?" "Because nothing was stolen from her car and she had cash and credit cards in her console." "I suggested she get police protection just in case." "Commissioner turned me down flat." "Didn't think it was worth the cost." "Neither did I, really." "Until someone broke into her home." "You mean before tonight?" "Yes, ma'am." "Last Wednesday." "She called and said somebody had been in her house while she was at work." "Maybe that's why someone broke into her car... to get her home address." "No." "If they knew which car was hers, they could've just followed her home." "Hold off on the car for a minute." "We've just been through commissioner Ross' house, and it's all but hermetically sealed." "Detective, do you have any idea how someone could have slipped through the bars on her windows and the locks on her doors... twice?" "No." "And, just like her car, she said nothing was stolen from her residence." "And before you ask me why someone would burglarize her car and her home and not take anything," "I don't know... neither did she." "Where is everybody?" "Excuse me?" "Have you even notified the sheriff's department yet?" "Do we have protection in place for the other members of the parole board?" "You should at least have gang support down here reviewing the case." "Look, before we do all that, I'm getting a few facts here." "You want facts?" "Here's a fact." "The head of a state law-enforcement agency was murdered while on the phone with major crimes!" "That's a fact!" "Verico:" "That's not their fault, chief." "The commissioner mixed up the last two digits of my work phone and got Detective Gabriel instead of me." "You're Verico?" "Yes, sir." "You were the lead investigator into these threats against commissioner Ross?" "Uh, excuse me, but there were no actual threats." "Well, she's dead." "And she was murdered when the L.A.P.D. had an open case with her name on it." "So obviously, she was under some sort of a threat." "While we figure that out, Detective Verico," "I think it would be in the best interest of the department if you just, uh, continue with your week off." "How does this happen?" "How does major crimes take a call from this woman..." "Sir..." "Sir, I can explain." "You can explain why..." "why not one officer, not one patrol car was dispatched to - to the commissioner's house until after she was murdered - you can explain that?" "!" "I tried to get her..." "Okay, excuse me." "Excuse me!" "Chief Pope, can we talk in my office for a moment?" "Thank you very much." "Look, Danielle Ross was on the phone for less than a minute with us before the line went dead." "She never identified herself or gave her address." "Okay even if that's true, the L.A.P.D. knew that commissioner Ross' safety was at risk before she was gunned down in her home!" "All right, look." "Here's what I need you to do." "I need you to launch a thorough investigation of every inmate who's been denied parole for the last six mon- make... make it a year... uh, hold on." "Hold on." "Will, asking me to stop what I'm doing now may end up slowing down our process." "Slow down?" "!" "Brenda, I don't think you get this!" "We're so far behind now," "I don't..." "I don't know if we can catch up!" "How did this happen?" "Look, will, for your own sake, just take a deep breath, okay?" "I-I know you're feeling some extra pressure because of this whole chief business..." "So now, on top of everything else, you're accusing me of overreacting?" "!" "You want to know what I think?" "I think your own reaction to this case has been slow, unimpressive, and potentially dangerous to the rest of the parole-board members in the state." "Okay!" "That's it!" "You don't like the way I'm handling this case, that's just fine." "You should just take it over yourself." "You know what?" "That's exactly what I'm gonna do." "Operation swift justice." "What a ridiculous name." "And all these people Pope's brought in to..." "Watch him throw everything the department has at this murder." "And they're all from law enforcement, so maybe they'll end up helping us." "They're not gonna end up helping Pope." "If he thinks we really made some kind of mistake with commissioner Ross, he just announced it to the whole state." "And then asking us to review everyone up for parole over the past year..." "That's a complete waste of time." "Well, look, maybe not." "I got an interesting fax from the warden at folsom this morning." "He's got a prisoner - Tomas Medina." "Commissioner Ross denied him release just two months ago." "He's serving time for a murder-for-hire." "And he's implying that he put a hit out on the commissioner." "Murder-for-hire." "You didn't tell Pope about this, did you?" "No." "No." "I don't want him to do anything too hasty." "Believe me, I know exactly what we're up against here." "I'm doing everything I can to conduct this investigation so it doesn't blow up in our faces." "Excuse me." "Uh, chief Pope wants you." "Oh." "Okay." "Thanks." "Well, if it does blow up, be aware." "It's set to explode in your murder room." "Pope isn't the only one who needs to watch his back." "Thanks." "I guess you have a good reason for not telling me about Medina." "Who?" "Tomas Medina." "Currently serving the 20th year of a 30-year sentence at folsom for hiring a busboy at his restaurant to off his wife." "The warden at folsom contacted you this morning after searching Medina's cell and finding articles about the commissioner, the last of which had a photo with the word "dead"" "scrawled across her face." "Please don't pretend any of this is news to you." "I'm not." "I'm just trying to figure out how you know all this." "I'm being copied on all information on this case." "And I've ordered air support to fly Medina down from folsom." "He should be here by 2:00 P.M. today." "What?" "!" "You can't do that!" "I know next to nothing about him." "Well, then educate yourself." "Because with state police and sheriff's deputies and state prison officials here helping with operation:" "Swift justice, we need equal emphasis on "swift."" "This is not the way to handle this, will." "It just isn't." "All right, can you say for sure that commissioner Ross' murder was an attack against her and her alone and that the rest of the state parole board is in no danger whatsoever?" "Because unless you can state that with absolute certainty, time may not be on our side." "Now, Medina is coming." "And ready or not, I need you to talk to him." "Okay, lieutenant Provenza, I want you to search all crime reports where a box cutter was used as a weapon and see if there's a connection to Tomas Medina." "And until Mr. Medina arrives..." "Don't worry, chief." "I'll keep Pope distracted." "Thank you so much." "Uh, Detective Sanchez, lieutenant Flynn," "I want to know everything there is to know about Mr. Medina." "Friends, family, associates." "We'll get a morgue report while we're at it." "Thank you." "Lieutenant tao, please examine commissioner Ross' personal and work computers." "Maybe there are threats on there she didn't let Detective Verico know about." "Detective Gabriel, I'd like to speak to Detective Verico." "So would I, chief, but he's not answering his phone." "No, I don't mean call him." "I want to speak to him in person." "The way Pope sent him home, that's going to be tough." "Hey, chief, considering how swamped our office is, you have some idea where you'd like us to regroup?" "Johnson..." "Detective Verico, thank you for coming." "Why don't you have a seat?" "Yeah, let's, uh, have a seat and we can all chat about what happened yesterday." "How about I sit when I'm ready?" "Because if you asked me here to go over everything I did wrong again, you can talk to my union rep." "Detective, we asked you here because we could really use your help." "Listen, when I spoke to commissioner Ross, the only person she wanted to talk to was you." "She was in trouble, and it was you she was reaching out to." "I called her every other day, you know?" "Just to make sure she was all right." "I even helped her get the locks on her house changed." "I'm sure you did everything you could, Detective." "Please sit down." "Come on, Frank." "You know why it took me so long to get to her house the night she was shot?" "Because almost the entire L.A.P.D." "is seven days on, seven days off." "How am I supposed to look out after people if the budget determines when I can work?" "Maybe if the right person becomes chief, our budget priorities will turn for the better." "Uh, Detective Verico, the other night you told me that Danielle Ross thought her house had been broken into a week before she was murdered." "Since nothing was stolen, what made her so sure of that?" "Seemed to her like someone had gone through her mail." "Uh, closet light was left on." "But what really convinced her was the smell of gardenias." "Specifically in her bedroom." "Gardenia?" "You mean like the flower... gardenia?" "Like a perfume." "It wasn't much to go on, but I printed the entire house anyway, questioned neighbors." "And, again, I contacted state police and urged her to accept protection." "But she refused." "Yeah." "I don't know what I missed." "Come on, Frank." "I'll take you home." "Thank you so much for coming." "Did you find out yet how someone broke into her house and why nothing was stolen?" "Uh, something was stolen, Detective." "She was shot to death with her own gun." "But... but she didn't even know it was missing until she went looking for it." "So I did miss something." "Come on, man." "Lieutenant tao!" "No!" "No people food for Joel!" "I'm sorry, chief." "Oh, for heaven's sakes." "What do you think you're doing?" "What do you think you're doing, huh?" "No begging." "Go on, now." "Go on, you little smushy-smush!" "Okay, lieutenant." "What'd you find out?" "No threats and nothing compromised with the commissioner's computers, and I even refragged their registries." "You know, most people think refragging is a big waste of time." "Lieutenant." "What'd Dr. morales have to say?" "Commissioner had no defensive marks." "No sexual assault." "And the cut on her neck definitely happened postmortem." "See, I..." "That's the part I don't understand." "Why do you cut the throat of someone you just murdered?" "It's a symbolic gesture of some kind." "Just don't know what it means yet." "Yes, lieutenant?" "Are you gonna eat that crust?" "Yes, I am." "Okay." "Uh, in the 20 years that he's been at folsom," "Tomas Medina has only had one visitor... his grandmother." "And that was about 17 months ago." "Here's his record and a complete transcript of the hearing before commissioner Ross." "What about phone calls?" "Zero." "Incoming or outgoing." "Um, could you please..." "Phone." "Thank you." "Deputy chief Johnson." "Where are you?" "Is that chief Johnson?" "My proctologist." "You need something?" "No, no." "I just..." "You're asking where your proctologist is?" "Yes." "I hate it when he surprises me." "Chief..." "Chief, Medina is here." "What?" "!" "He wasn't supposed to arrive for another two hours at least." "Well, air support had a cancelled pick-up, and so Medina was flown in directly." "And Pope is not happy that our suspect is here and you're not." "Oh, for heaven's sakes, tell him I'm on my way." "Let's go." "C-can I have that?" "Yes." "And now my guy gives you pictures of ***" "All right, here we go, everyone." "Do you realize how long you've kept everyone waiting here?" "Before I start asking questions," "I need to know at least some of the answers or we'll never get anywhere." "Chief, I have Sanchez bringing medina up from holding." "Uh, where do you want him?" "Hard interview 1." "No." "I'd prefer to question Mr. Medina in one of my interview rooms." "It's less intimidating." "He's been in folsom for quite a while." "I think he expects some intimidation." "And you're missing the point here." "We're not doing this interrogation to prove" "Buzz..." "That he committed the murder, but to show the likelihood that commissioner Ross' death was not the beginning of a string of attacks against the whole parole board." "Well, you may not need a confession, but I certainly do." "The guy's in prison for life." "What more are you gonna do to him?" "And why are these screens still not working?" "That's not my fault." "Bank fraud's projector is keyed to the same remote signal as ours." "All right, just..." "Just get it fixed, please?" "Thank you." "Here." "We may need to communicate during the interview in case there are questions." "From whom?" "From me!" "Put in the earpiece, and let's hear what Medina has to say." "Buzz, are we all set?" "Speakers?" "Volume?" "We'll know as soon as they start talking, chief." "Mr. Medina, I'm deputy chief Brenda Leigh Johnson." "This is Detective Gabriel." "I hope you enjoyed that hamburger." "There's another one coming for you just as soon as we're done here." "We just have a few questions for you." "It shouldn't take too long." "I got nowhere to be." "You can ask me anything you want." "Good." "What, if anything, can you tell us about commissioner Danielle Ross?" "I can tell you she's dead." "And how did you hear about that?" "Good news travels fast." "Does it?" "When someone like Ross gets offed, yeah, it does." "Even the xx talks about it" "I take it you weren't one of commissioner Ross' fans." "That black bitch passed me up for parole three times." "Maybe it's because she didn't like being called a black bitch." "Yeah, well, she's dead and I'm not." "So who has the final word on that, huh?" "Just because I'm in lock-up doesn't mean that I don't have people on the outside who care about me." "Get in my way, somebody moves you." "He's all but admitting it." "Tell chief Johnson to cut to the chase." "Chief Johnson, let's, uh..." "Let's get to the point here." "And these people on the outside who care about you..." "Are any of them a girlfriend?" "You looking for a conjugal, mija?" "Hey!" "Watch your mouth, sir!" "Sir?" "Keep that up," "I'll have you drive me back to the airport, boy." "I wouldn't call any of them my girlfriend, but, uh, I do all right." "And when, exactly, do you "do all right," Mr. Medina?" "Because according to the people at folsom, you haven't had a visitor or even a phone call in over a year." "So, maybe the people you do all right with are the men in prison with you." "Well, obviously I have a little army on the outside, boy." "Yeah, well, a man who hires a guy to kill his wife and then rats that guy out usually isn't too popular." "Detective Gabriel's right about that." "You might not be as popular with the people at folsom as you think you are." "You want to know how to make friends in prison?" "You get rid of the black bitch who's keeping us all in there." "You see, whoever does that gets loads of respect." "All right, he's almost there." "Let's ask him something concrete, like, uh, does he know commissioner Ross' address." "Mr. Medina, do you know where commissioner Ross lives?" "Yeah, sure." "She used to invite me over for Sunday roast every weekend." "Is this your first time doing this?" "Do you really think I'm stupid enough to say that I killed her to you?" "Or to them?" "No, Mr. Medina." "I don't think you're stupid." "But I also don't think you had anything to do with the commissioner's murder." "What is she saying?" "Why are you saying that?" "However, since good news does travel fast," "I have a feeling you may already know who is responsible for her death." "And if you were to help me figure that out," "I could end up getting your sentence reduced." "That's a... that's a commonly used negotiating tactic." "No promises have been made." "I guarantee it." "That's not a promise." "You know what would happen if anybody found out I was talking to the cops?" "I don't kiss and tell, Mr. Medina." "Nobody..." "Don't say nobody will find out because somebody always does!" "And the deals you people make..." "You know, I actually fell for it once." "Yeah, eligible for parole in 17 years." "I'm in two decades already, and I'm starting to figure out that it's all bullshit!" "You know what?" "You people never let me out of here instead, you're just filling up the streets with all those freaks." "What freaks?" "The crackheads, the perverts, the thieves that you're letting out of prison because the state ran out of money to keep them there." "You know what?" "If I had just beaten my wife instead of having some idiot shoot her in the head," "I'd be a free man today." "You did everything but curtsy to the guy." "Then you offer him a reduced sentence." "Did you not just hear Medina say that he could have hired someone to kill commissioner Ross?" "His little army all the freaks the early-release program lets out onto the streets." "The early-release program is for nonviolent prisoners, not murderers." "But the fact that they're nonviolent only supports the theory that the commissioner's murder was carried out by an amateur Mr. Medina hired from inside prison." "Why do you say "amateur"?" "Because an experienced killer would never have waited for commissioner Ross inside of her house." "Or vandalize her car or break into her house a second time." "Leave a box cutter behind, spray gardenia perfume everywhere." "And Medina used an amateur to kill his wife." "So, that's his m.O." "So, can you at least just go back in there and get him to tell us some of that?" "I could probably get him to say almost anything right now if I offered him a milkshake and a side of fries." "Yeah, but what if we arrest Medina now and two days later, your worst fears come true and another commissioner is shot to death?" "Where will operation:swift justice be then?" "Oh, I forgot." "It's your investigation." "I'll do whatever you want." "Heaven's sakes!" "Chief, where are you taking us?" "Chief Pope commandeered our offices, so we're gonna use his." "While he's looking at people who were in jail last night, we may find someone who was actually available to commit the crime." "Oh!" "Why can't I ever find that ridiculous keycard?" "Oh." "Oh, wait." "Here." "Here, chief." "Try this one." "Oh, thank you." "Well, don't thank me." "It's Flynn's card." "W-what are you doing with my card?" "I lost mine, okay?" "You went through my desk?" "Uh, uh, chief..." "I'll, uh..." "I'll take care of Pope's secretary." "She's sweet on me." "Oh, hi, Linda." "Um, chief Pope suggested that we use his conference room for a bit." "Uh, we won't be long." "It's all right?" "Okay?" "Yeah?" "Well, I'm beginning to get discouraged." "Should we include unidentified sharp objects?" "Tao might have something, chief." "It's not exactly right, but..." "Richard Conway." "Convicted of drug possession." "Served 20 months before being let out on the early-release program." "Two days after his release," "Conway killed 32-year-old white male..." "Scott Weber... at an atm downtown." "Cut his throat with a box cutter." "Chief." "Check out the crime-scene photo." "Look familiar?" "A little too familiar." "But Mr. Conway was arrested 12 hours later." "He confessed to the murder." "So he's got the same alibi as Mr. Medina." "He's in jail now!" "There's this." "Look." "Commissioner Ross signed his conditions of parole." "Gabriel, this guy was in the lock-up when the commissioner was murdered." "Y-you think he broke out of jail to kill the commissioner, then he broke back in jail and nobody noticed?" "Detective Verico said that he thought commissioner Ross' stalker might have been a woman." "So, what if this Conway guy..." "What if he had a girlfriend?" "Or a wife?" "Would it really hurt to bring him in for questioning?" "Well, it's either that or we go back to operation:" "Swift justice." "No." "No." "No." "No." "God, no." "Anything but that." "Yes, bring him in." "Thank you." "Thanks, chief." "Hey, Gabriel, when you question this guy, remember to ask him how he got in and out of commissioner Ross' house with all the windows barred and all the doors locked." "Think I figured that out already." "Um, I never t-thought it would come to this." "You know, killing someone for a little rock." "Addiction is a terrible thing, Mr. Conway." "Did you have anyone to talk to about it?" "A wife or... or girlfriend, maybe?" "No." "But even if I had, it wouldn't matter." "When I need it, I-I-I need it." "And that night..." "I needed it." "So when you saw Mr. Weber at the bank machine, you thought," ""here's where I can get the cash to buy my drugs."" "Yeah." "Yeah, so I-I got out of - out of this pickup that I stole, and I went through the bed, and there..." "There was this toolbox." "That's where you found the box cutter." "Yeah." "The guy thought I was joking." "He told me to take off or he would call the cops." "But I-I needed that money." "And when he wouldn't hand it over?" "I-I cut his throat." "And I left him there at the atm." "I-I took him f-from his wife and his f-family f-for 40... $40." "But they should have never let me out of prison." "'Cause I-I said so in court." "I told them, "I'm only gonna get high, man."" "But they didn't care." "They didn't care at all." "If..." "If they hadn't paroled me, it would have never happened." "Killing that guy was not my fault." "Everyone else hated commissioner Ross because she kept them in prison." "This moron hates her because she let him out." "Can you believe it?" "I'm sorry, Detective." "I-I think we're done here." "Thank you so much, sir." "Wait." "I-I h-hate to ask this." "But could you..." "Could you tell her that I'm sorry?" "Tell who you're sorry?" "The guy's wife." "Could you tell her, um..." "I-I was out of control?" "And... that I'm, uh, sorry?" "Ann Weber?" "Yes?" "I'm deputy chief Brenda Leigh Johnson of the L.A.P.D. Major Crimes." "Thank you so much for coming in today." "I've got an apology to pass along to you." "I-is there more bad news?" "I'm afraid so." "But I should probably let the Detective in charge explain it all to you." "By the way, that is a lovely perfume you're wearing." "Reminds me of home." "A flower, I think?" "G-gardenia." "Yes, gardenia." "I thought so." "Ma'am, I'm Detective David Gabriel." "I'm one of the original officers who investigated your husband's murder." "Um, I just want to say that we're really sorry about all this." "Sorry about what?" "What's wrong?" "Well, as it turns out, Mrs. Weber, the man who we arrested for murdering your husband..." "He is innocent." "No." "That's..." "That's not possible." "I'm afraid it is." "Ma'am, you see, the blood that we found on Mr. Conway's clothes, it does not match up to that of your husband." "No!" "Oh, my goodness!" "Hold on." "Hold on." "Okay." "Okay, Mrs. Weber." "Hold on." "Detective Sanchez, would you get her a glass of water, please?" "Mrs. Weber, I-I know that this is just terrible news." "But... but I promise you that the L.A.P.D. Is doing everything that we can, even as we speak, to find the real killer." "But he... he confessed." "How could he confess to something he... he didn't do?" "He was so high when the police picked him up, he would have admitted to anything." "Mrs. Weber?" "She's going into shock, chief." "I'm fine." "I just need to lie down." "Well, the least we can do is drive you home." "Where's your car?" "Detective Sanchez, why don't you follow us?" "Want to show us where your car is, Mrs. Weber?" "Why don't we head on down to the garage right now?" "Mrs. Weber, we're really sorry about how long it's taken us to figure out our mistake." "But Conway said he did it." "Unfortunately, Mr. Conway was hospitalized for an overdose during the time of your husband's murder." "Oh, my goodness." "Is that a roadblock?" "We're having trouble getting you home, Mrs. Weber." "The president's in town." "There's lots of detours." "I'll try another route." "Let's go this way here." "Do you guys have any idea who the killer really is?" "Oh, well, we believe so." "Yes, ma'am." "Who?" "Who killed my Scott?" "We're looking for someone much smarter than Mr. Conway." "We're dealing with obsession here, a real stalker." "Oh, my God." "You're scaring me." "Oh, don't be frightened, Mrs. Weber." "We're very close to an arrest, I promise you." "Oh, for heaven's sakes." "Another roadblock?" "I thought you were taking me home." "Where are we?" "You know very well where we are." "Um, I-I've never been here before." "Oh, yes, you have, Mrs. Weber." "Your perfume hung around long after your first visit." "And you accomplished a pretty neat trick, too." "Getting inside this house and leaving it all locked up behind you." "I kept trying to figure out how someone could have managed that when I should have been wondering why someone would break into commissioner Ross' car and not steal anything." "But you did steal something, didn't you?" "I.D. Cards open everything these days." "Signals move things up and down." "And I'm taking a chance here that this opens a garage." "You broke into commissioner Ross' vehicle and you used her garage-door opener to reprogram the one in your own car." "Then you used that signal to break into her house and kill her!" "Ann Weber, you have the right to remain silent." "Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law." "You have the right to an attorney." "If you can't afford one, one will be appointed for you by the state." "Have you heard and understood these rights, ma'am?" "Oh, my God." "How many times?" "How many times did you come back here before you found the door from the garage to the house unlocked, huh?" "Once?" "Three times?" "Eight times?" "She never had that door locked." "Ever." "I could just come and go as I wanted." "And then one day, I found her gun." "And I took it." "And the box cutter?" "I only had the box cutter to show her how that maniac killed my husband!" "The one that I thought she let out on the street." "The so-called nonviolent offender." "How could you have arrested him?" "!" "How could you have made such an awful mistake?" "!" "We didn't." "What?" "We didn't make a mistake." "Richard Conway murdered your husband just like you thought he did." "You do understand, Mrs. Weber, that the early-release program was not commissioner Ross' idea." "All she did was sign the papers the state put in front of her." "Letting Conway out..." "She had nothing... nothing - to do with that." "Yeah, well, she went along with that!" "Isn't it obvious?" "!" "What's obvious is that you're a lunatic who's under arrest for murder." "And on the subject of early-release for nonviolent offenders?" "I'm afraid that that's a policy that won't apply to you." "In fact, I-I don't think that your parole hearings are gonna go very well at all." "Lieutenant Flynn..." "Ann Weber, you're under arrest for the murder of Danielle Ross." "This w way, ma'am." "Detective Verico, I think, uh..." "It's unfortunate that my concern about this murder led me to..." "Inadvertently hold you responsible for what happened to commissioner Ross." "That's the best you can do?" "I don't know how to respond to that." "I'm not surprised." "Mind if I go back to work, sir?" "Please do." "Thanks." "And, chief Johnson Good luck." "Thank you, Detective." "You too." "Good night." "I hate to say this, will, but this whole chief-selection process?" "It has not brought out the best in you." "And if this is how you intend to run the department," "I'm not even sure it's a job you should have." "Well, you think you could do better?" "I'd be really disappointed if I couldn't." "Brenda, you... you - you cannot imagine the... the kind of pressure" "I've been under here for the last...few months." "Half-dismantling Metro division." "Putting experienced detectives back out on patrol." "Scrambling to keep our guys on the streets." "However it may look from where you're sitting," "I..." "I'm doing my best to protect the L.A.P.D." "I really am." "Still no apology."