… They tapped me out of the Academy like first year, boom straight to

(MORE)

HOLDER (CONT’D)

undercover. So I was working vice, narco. I don’t know, I guess narco kinda stuck to me, so …

SARAH

(no shit)

You? A UC? I never woulda guessed.

Holder shoots her an amused look.

HOLDER

Whatever. It’s mostly like street level buys and busts, you know, Joaquim shooting Rakim, blah blah blah.

SARAH

You think Homicide’s gonna be any different?

HOLDER

Least you got a bad guy.

SARAH

Yeah? Who’s that?

Holder looks at her, waiting for more. No luck. They stop at a light.

On the sidewalk, a TEEN RUNAWAY — 16, male, filthy dreads, kindly face — slouches numbly against a monstrous duffel bag. Rain drizzling down.

Holder presses two fingers against the glass: “Peace”. The Teen Runaway lazily sticks up his middle finger: “Fuck you”.

Holder grins, gives him the finger back. As they pull away—

HOLDER

Is that why you running away, Linden? Cuz you don’t know no more?

She doesn’t even look at him. Off which—

EXT. SEATTLE - AERIAL SHOT FROM A DISTANCE - DAY

Transition.

EXT. DISCOVERY PARK - FIELD - DAY

Sarah drives down the fire road, pulling up to the scene. A scattering of UNIFORMS in a desolate field, woods in the near distance, lonely fire road. Rain abated for now.

Exiting their car, Sarah and Holder make there way to the scene and are approached by a young, UNIFORM in charge—

UNIFORM

Detective Linden …

SARAH

Where’s the body?

UNIFORM

Still lookin’. School kids on a field trip this mornin’ found this.

He hands a clear Evidence BAG to Sarah — inside a shimmery pink SWEATER. Torn, blood-smeared.

HOLDER

This park’s like Tweaker Central at nights. Ho-bags bringin’ their tricks down. Could be some basehead—

SARAH

(hands the evidence bag back to the Uni)

The owner’s not an addict. At least not the kind who hangs around here.

(off Holder’s look)

It’s a wool sweater. Looks recently cleaned.

HOLDER

Brought it to the coin wash, so what.

SARAH

You dry clean wool? Do you know any tweakers who drop their wardrobe off at the cleaners?

(to uniform) Anything else?

UNIFORM

This. ATM card.

He holds out a baggie: inside, a bank CARD. Imprinted on the front: “STANLEY LARSEN”. Holder takes it—

HOLDER

‘Stanley Larsen’. Guy loses his wallet while he’s gettin’ his knob polished?

ON Sarah as she steps away from Holder and the Uni, surveys the field — taking it in.

HOLDER (O.S.) (CONT’D)

(to Uni)

Anyway, keep lookin’. Search the field …

SARAH

(to Uni)

You find anything else, mark it, don’t move it. And call in Sex Crimes. This is theirs for now.

She heads to the car. Holder, surprised, follows—

HOLDER

Yo. We got here first.

SARAH

Yeah and we don’t got a body.

HOLDER

Not yet.

Sarah, impatient, checks her watch.

SARAH