Bloodwork Page #3

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ARRANGO:
He's making his last sale.

She comes in to buy a candy bar.

Yeah, for her kid.

And here he is. Ba-da-bing! Pow, pow.

He picked up all the shells.

MCCALEB:

Hm.

Won't see this on

America 's Favorite Videos.

- There's no sound on that camera?

- Right. He's just talking to himself.

- Could you run it in slow motion?

- Hold on. It's not over.

This guy coming up we call

the Good Samaritan. Watch.

This guy goes up and down the aisles,

looking for bandages, I guess.

Couldn't find any, so he used paper

towels to wrap her head.

The camera never really

gets a good look at him.

After he's finished, he goes outside,

he dials 911...

...and splits.

The voice was Latino. We figure

he was illegal, afraid to stay.

Yeah. That's too bad.

He probably got a look

at the car or the shooter.

We put out fliers, went on all

the Spanish stations. Nothing.

- May I?

- Knock yourself out.

Pushing the pause button

ain't gonna help her.

$32 in the cash register.

Look at that. He winked.

WALLER:

What?

Yeah.

Huh.

ARRANGO:

Well, there you have it, Mr. FBI Guy.

Tell us something we don't know.

The shooter's been

in the store before.

He knew the placement

of the camera.

He's from the neighborhood,

or he just cased the place.

This isn't the first time either.

No emotion, no panic,

policed up his own brass.

This guy's done it before.

What?

How many others?

Let me look at the murder book.

We have to talk to our lieutenant.

We'll be in touch.

- When?

- Give me a number. We'll be in touch!

WALLER:
Jesus Christ.

You guys can keep the doughnuts.

We don't need your doughnuts

or your sh*t!

We got enough of our own!

WOMAN:

Okay. Thanks.

MCCALEB:
Mrs. Kang?

- Yes? I know you?

No.

I heard what happened here.

Your husband and all. I'm sorry.

Yes, thank you.

The only way to keep evil out

is not unlock door.

We can't do that.

- We must have business.

- Yeah.

Thank you, ma'am.

[CAR STARTS]

You gonna pay me, or should

I drive you somewhere else?

MCCALEB:

Nearest public library.

Detective Winston said to wait here.

She'll be right with you.

Thanks.

Huh.

Well, well, well, Terry McCaleb.

- Hi.

- As I live and breathe.

Look at you.

Look at you.

I hear you got a new ticker.

That's right. I'm all right, though.

How are you doing, babe?

Me? You know, same old, same old.

So, what's up?

You on a private ticket now?

No. Just doing a favor for a friend.

What case is it?

James Cordell. ATM holdup.

Let's see.

January 22. Newspaper says he was

shot by a guy wearing a ski mask.

Who's this friend you're

doing the favor for?

Graciella Rivers. Her sister was

shot in a store two weeks after.

Also a man in a ski mask.

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