The Bone Collector Page #5

- You okay?

- No, I'm not okay.

Can't figure out this damn time line

or these shards ofcardboard.

I don't know what the hell it means.

We got three

defunct stockyards sites.

There's one on the east side,

Lexington and the Harlem Riverviaduct.

Solomon, put the box down, and mark them

on the viewer as she calls them out.

Your blood pressure's gonna

blow a gasket ifyou don't slow down.

My body has a mind ofits own.

It doesn't listen to me.

All right?

What else, Amelia?

Yeah, there's another

on the Hudson up at 1 55th.

Mark it down, Solomon.

Look, your stats are going down. You saw

him have a seizure the other day.

What else?

There's one underground

at Greenwich and Houston.

- Mark it down, Solomon.

- Why don'tyou knock it off, Lincoln?

I don't need to knock it off!.

What was the fi rst one

thatyou mentioned?

Lexington and

the Harlem Riverviaduct.

- And when did it close?

- 1 91 0.

Okay, what about Houston--

Yeah.

- Houston and Greenwich. When is that?

- 1 898.

And the Hudson and 1 55th was

closed in 1 906.

All right, let's--

Houston and Greenwich.

You call emergency services, Paulie.

Tell them...

meet us at Houston and Greenwich,

okay?

Solomon, you get on to Hanson.

He'll need about 20 guys.

We'll take Eddie's van.

- You go with them.

- Come on, guys. Let's go!

Linc, areyou there?

- Yeah, ready.

- We're here.

Okay. Amelia?

- Yeah.

- Same drill. I wantyouin first.

Let's do it.

Watch yourself, Amelia.

Oh, man, I don't like this.

I don't like this.

Hey, Linc, I got a bad feeling

about this, man.

I thinkall three ofus ought to

getin there together.

Notyet, Paulie.

Just hold back.

Going down somestairs.

Cement walls.

Wood crates...

large columns.

Smells likemanure down here.

Ortizsure knows his sh*t.

Always has.

Metal hooks...

and a pen.

It's a slaughterhouse.

- E.S. U. are here.

- Hold them off.

Don't let them in there

and contaminate the scene.

All right, hold it.

Hold up. Hold up!

- You're not to go in.

- Why?

- Rhyme's orders.

- F*** him. Get me Cheney on the line.

Crimescene C. O. onair.

Switch to channel22 forE.S. U.

F*** Rhyme.

Maybe this one's still alive.

Perp didn't leave a deadline.

Whatdoes thatmean?

It means we're probably too late.

You don't know that, Rhyme.

Get off the line.

Let's move on, Amelia.

You know, there's five basic

contaminants to every crime scene.

I'll skip to the worst one.

Othercops.

I think I hear something.

I hate this sh*t.

Iseesomething.

Something's there.

I think Ifoundhim.

Ican't--

Ican't tellifhe's alive.

Oh,Jesus.

He's covered in rats.

They're all overhim.

- We're going in.

- No, you're not!

Go, go!

Central, we have shots fired.

Shots fired.

Oh, God.

You were right.

We neverhadashot.

He cut him up pretty bad

and left him for the rats.

There's also a big cut in his leg,

it's right down to the bone.

Thebloodattractedtherats.

Goddamn son ofa b*tch.

You okay?

I'm fi ne.

Wanna step aside

so I can walk the grid?

Yeah.

Yeah, all right, let's back 'em up.

Let's give her some room. Come on.

Rhyme, I'm gonna walk thegrid.

Okay.

You know what to do.

I found it.

Another cluster.

It's apiece ofoldpaper,

justlike the othertwo.

Andamatchbox.

Somebody get that black suitcase

and bring it over here, please.

Pull out thebrown envelope.

Sounds likeyou're starting

to enjoy this work.

Damn. The press is here.

Right there.

Lincoln Rhyme is no longerworking

this case. I'm taking over. Understood?

You can do whatyou want, Captain, but

you ought to checkwith Murphy fi rst.

F*** Murphy, and f*** Rhyme.

This has been cleareddowntown.

We gota deadkidin there on ourhands.

And I for one am not taking the heat

for that, you understand?

Call Ortiz. Tell him and his crew

to vacate Rhyme's place now, tonight.

Excuse me, but the victim was

already dead when we arrived.

And you-- half-assed patrolman

working a crime scene--

those days are over.

I'll take that evidence bag now,

thankyou.

You can take it

with a chain ofcustodyvoucher, sir.

Areyou out ofyour mind?

Let's go.

You're coming with us.

What, areyouarresting me?

Youjustgetin the car,

andkeepyourmouth shut to thepress.

You're not gonna fi nd any prints.

The guy's too good for that.

Well, it looks like we have

a nice clean friction print here.

Unless, ofcourse, it's yours.

No, I was wearing gloves

when I collected it.

We'll know soon enough.

Put this through,

highest priority.

- You got it.

- Thankyou.

You know, I got a feeling this perp's

been in business for a long time.

Yeah, I hearyou,

but that's Cheney's problem now.

That's what scares me.

Do me a favor, will you?

Check ifthere's been any homicides

in the last 1 2 months...

involving surgically-removed flesh

exposing bone.

No problem.

I'll seeyou soon.

- Hope so, Eddie.

- Hey, Thelma...

don'tyou let him

run no circles around you now.

Stay right, Eddie.

Oh, that print--

wejust got a positive I.D. on it.

Guy has three

extremelyviolent priors.

Oh, look at that.

Taxi license, no less.

We got him.

Way to go, boys.

Somebody call the E.S.U.

Now slide out...

nice and easy.

That explains your print, Captain.

He's nowthe fourth victim ofakilling

spree thathaspromptedNYPD brass...

tolaunch aspecialtask force

to track thekiller.

This morning's raidin Queens follows

leads foundatan earliermurdersite.

Detectives at thescene--

I was hoping you'd show up.

- He's been worried aboutyou.

- Yeah, sure.

Viewers willknowRhyme

from his book, Scene ofthe Crime...

a chronicle ofoldNew York's

mostgrislymurders...

that toppedthebest-sellerlist

earlierthisyear.

Didn't expect to seeyou again.

Poor Cheney, huh?

Grabbed the ball with both hands,

scored one for the other team.

- Ican'treally commentat this time.

- Yeah.

Well, I tried to warn him that the perp

was too smart to leave a print.

Howyou doing with that stuff?

Not too good.

Two pieces ofthe puzzle

but I don't know what it means.

Maybe this'll help.

Cheneywill haveyour badge

for that.

He wouldn't give me a chain ofcustody

voucher, so what could I do?

You could bring it back to him.

The man is a living monument

to ineptitude.

True. Let's take a look.

What doyou got there?

Third piece ofthe puzzle.

There's something really strange

about it though, soyou gotta smell it.

Sure.

- Areyou--

- Oh, sh*t.

Sorry.

Oh, it's okay.

Takeyour time.

You have to put it closer

to my nose.

What doyou think it is?

Kerosene?

Possibly.

Okay, thisjust came in

from Eddie Ortiz.

Amelia, could you load these

into the viewer for me, please?

Sorry about that, Thelma.

E.C.U., view scan.

''Dear Linc, I'm enclosing photos

offour unsolved homicides...

which took place in the last 1 2 months.

Flesh has been surgically removed

from each ofthe victims' extremities.

I miss you. Love, Eddie.''

I'm gonna spare myselfthe pleasure,

ifyou don't mind.

Okay, Thelma.

Zoom.

Same mark.

Right.

Zoom. Zoom.

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