That massage was amazing.
We spend enough money to be members here. At least now I have somebody to go to the spa with.
All of that stuff, that's not for men, right, Dex?
Lying naked on a table, helpless, no thanks.
RRamon
I was also hoping I could speak with a couple of your previous witnesses.
Speak with? As in we didn't do it right the first time?
RRamon
Cases evolve. Witnesses change their stories, junior personnel they make mistakes. No disrespect.
Oh, whoa! Actually that's a lot of disrespect. You've come into our house twice, you not only insult our police work, now you're insulting one of the most dedicated officers I've ever partnered with... yes, you. It's bullshit, my man!
RRamon
Let's not lose sight of the fact that we want the same thing here. To find whoever is responsible for these murders.
Ah, there is one slight problem. Your case has nothing to do with our case.
Not like our previous victims. There were minute traces of ink in the papillary and reticular...
Someone dug out a tattoo from the back of her neck. Postmortem. Which is another reason why I don't think we're looking at the same killer. It's all right here in the County Medical Examiner's Report.
RRamon
That's your opinion. My lab thinks differently.
RRamon
You're not taking this seriously are you?
In a fucking heartbeat! Do you know how many times Vince Masuka's been published?
He's our lead forensic investigator. And there's no one better.
RRamon
Our victim was strangled, the same as yours.
Petechial hemorrhaging in the eyes and bruising would lead one to conclude strangulation. Unless you're me. You were so busy playing hide the sausage with the M.E.'s report you were hoping I'd miss the cotton fibers in the nose and airways. Your victim was smothered. That's not opinion, that's science. And science is one cold-hearted bitch with a 14 inch strap-on!