The Bone Collector Page #3

I'm putting the full resources

ofmy department here atyour disposal.

And I appreciate it, Howie,

thankyou.

But the thing is, Linc...

I've formalized department standard

procedure sinceyou were in charge...

Eddie, could you put whatyou got

up on my screen, please?

so I'd appreciate it

ifyou kept me in the loop.

Absolutely.

At all times.

At all-- Eddie, what the hell

is that we're looking at?

Old paper.

Coarse grade.

I say, 80, 90 years old.

Turn ofthe century,

it looks like.

This perp likes old.

- I'll be in my office ifyou need me.

- Yeah, okay.

Good.

Old paper.

Old gun.

Buried his victim in a vintage

Civil War railroad bed.

Sand.

Eddie, what doyou got

on the sand?

Doesn't really look like sand.

- I'm not sure.

- Can you individuate it?

- IfI had E.D.X., I could do anything.

- We don't have that, Eddie.

Lookwho forgot their chill pill

this morning. Excuse me.

Come on, I'm all over

this thing now.

We're talking pearly looking.

Some kind ofshellfish or something.

Oysters shells, maybe?

Could be.

Defi nitely. IfI had to bet on it,

I'd say it was. Sure.

I got it. The oldest asbestos sites

are coming up now.

In 1 91 3, when the Woolworth Building

was being built...

workmen found the body ofthis rich

industrialist, Talbot Soames.

He'd been kidnapped theyear before,

shot in the head and buried...

in what they thought was white sand

but turned out to be oyster shells.

Crushed oyster shells-- That's what they

used as landfi ll in lower Manhattan.

That's how Pearl Street got its name.

That's where Ms. Rubin is gonna be--

somewhere downtown.

She's gonna be underground.

She's gonna be in a basement...

near or in the Woolworth Building.

Paulie, call Emergency Services Unit

to meet us at the Woolworth Building.

Tell them to start their search.

Maybe we'll get lucky.

Okay? Eddie,

did you bring yourvan?

- It's downstairs.

- We're gonna need it.

Throwyour keys to Amelia.

Paulie, you and Solomon go with her.

- Shouldn't I go too?

- You stay. We're gonna work that bolt.

- That's the missing piece.

- Should we keep Cheney in the loop?

F*** him.

Just trust me.

Just follow those instincts

you were born with. I'll be with you...

every step ofthe way.

Jesus, 25 minutes left.

- How did Rhyme get to be that way?

- He was born brilliant. It happens.

I mean the physical part.

About fouryears ago, he was working

the body ofa transit cop...

found shot in a subway tunnel.

Beam came down

and damn near cut him in half.

Jesus.

- Family?

- Married sister in Phoenix.

He never sees her.

Cut himselfoff.

Technically, he's still active duty

collecting full pay.

P.B.A. insurance picks up

round-the-clock care and the gadgets.

On weekends, always one or two cops

there, lending a hand.

- Tough deal winding up like that.

- You won't hear him complain about it.

He gets too much pleasure

pushing other people's buttons.

In your case,

I'd be complimented.

You gotta learn to relax

around a compliment...

especially one from Rhyme.

- You can be a little grating.

- Me?

Kiddo, ifyou were any more wound up,

you'd be a Timex.

He was a human dynamo. Writing books,

lecturing all over the world...

giving expert opinion in trials...

working halfthe crimes scenes

in the city.

- You know what he did on his downtime?

- I can't imagine.

He'd collect things--

dirt, metals, plastics...

hubcaps, plants, musical strings...

medical tools--

anything you could think of.

Obsessive.

He'd have it all analyzed

and catalogued for his database.

Jesus Christ! I'd like to get there

in one piece, ifpossible.

Yeah, fi nd out about that.

That might be good. What else?

Nicholas Steven Gerard,

elevator construction.

- Gotta be underground.

- I got a subway builder here.

- Subway builder's out.

- N.S.G.-- Niagara Steam Generation.

Bought by Eastern Gas and Electric

in 1 928.

The six-inch iron bolt was used

mainly for steam pipe assemblies.

Forty-five, yougot 1 1 minutes left.

Where thehellareyou?

Wejusthit the financialdistrict.

There's a steam junction

with big asbestos-coated pipes.

That's where ourvictim's gonna be.

I bet my legs on it-- Wall and Nassau.

Has E.S.U. been notified?

Yeah, they're on their way.

E.S.U. says that steam is released

through thatjunction every day at 4:00.

Sh*t, what's this a**hole up to?

Idon'tknow, butit's gonnahappen

in about tenminutes and30seconds.

All right, Linc, we're here.

We're going down there.

Yeah, I'm here.

It's theirjob to try

and save Mrs. Rubin's life.

It's yourjob to get ready

and work the crime scene ifnecessary.

There's some thingsyou're gonnaneed,

solookin theback ofthe truck.

You'll see an aluminum suitcase

and a radio headset.

- See it?

- Yeah, Isee them.

There must be a way in.

- What's the problem here?

- F***ing valves freeze up easy.

Come on, guys, shut it off.

- You there?

- I'm here.

- I'm inside the pipe.

- One, two, three.

Go!

I think I hear something.

I hear something.

Whatis it?Someone's in there!

Icanhearhercrying.

Everyone, quiet now.

Mrs. Rubin?

She's in there.

Mrs. Rubin!

We're on ourway in now.

Come on, guys.

Let's go.

Let's hurry the f*** up!

-Jesus Christ.

- Get a drill and a tap.

Somebody cut this thing

halfway through.

Let's dig!

Move back!

Linc, she's gone.

The wholeplaceis scaldedin steam.

Let's go. Move away.

Let's go. Move away.

Nothing to see here.

E.S.U. are gonna blow a hole in the

subbasement wall. No otherway in.

I am working with Chief Murphy's

authorization on this, right?

- Yeah, that's right.

- Idon't wantE.S. U. guys...

rushing in there, trampling the evidence

before we geta chance torun thescene.

- Whatdoyou want?

- I want Donaghy to go in fi rst.

Come on, Linc,

she's not trained for this.

We can get our asses in a sling.

Myass has beenin asling

forfouryears.

Tell Hanson and his beasts

that's what I want. Period.

All right, you got it.

Okay, let's move!

I'm doing this under protest.

The perp could still be in there.

Rhyme's in charge,

and they're his orders.

You can't handle it in there,

I wantyou to getyour ass out.

- Amelia, youready?

- Yeah.

You listen to me.

I'm with you every step ofthe way.

Go on.

Good luck.

- I'm in.

- Tell me whatyou see.

Everything's beenboiledtohell.

Oh, God.

Whatis it?

It's an awful smell.

That means you're close.

- I can't believe I'm doing this.

- You're fine.

Just fi ne. You're doing great.

Just remember the academy.

When you walk,

move in a straight line.

We don't want to disturb

any footprints hemight've left.

Yes, assuming he's gone.

There's no footprints.

There's nothingyet.

Oh, God.

What?

Talk tome.

I can see her.

The steam pipe was opened, and she's

tied down right in front ofit.

Okay. There's nothing

you can do about that now.

Can't do anything but help her

byworking the crime scene.

That's yourjob.

Openyoursuitcase,

getyour camera.

I can't do this.

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