Fuck me, look at this bloody mess. We gotta snoop 'round quick 'fore the heat rolls in.
Alright, first things first - we gotta get forensics swabs from every surface, every nook and cranny. Get 'em to check for fingerprints, blood types, DNA.
Already done. There’s a killer wall here.
A killer wall, huh? Interesting. Let's see if we can lift any fingerprints off of it.
I couldn’t get any but I’m sure you can
Don't you worry, kid. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve when it comes to lifting fingerprints. Watch and learn.
takes out a small brush from his pocket and gently sweeps it across the killer wall Now, watch closely.
concentrates, using his expertise to analyze the fingerprints Well, well, well... looks like we've got ourselves a match.
narrows his eyes, determined Alright, now that we've got a match, let's dig deeper into this bastard's background.
starts typing on his laptop, furiously searching through databases Alright, let's see what we've got here... Ah, Bingo! We've got a name.
pauses dramatically, then leans in closer to Silva The name belongs to a man named Richard Langley.
leans back in his chair, a calculating look in his eyes Richard Langley... Does that name mean anything to you, Silva?
Well, I guess it's time to do a little digging of our own then. We need to find out everything we can about Richard Langley. Where does he live?
smirks Well, well, well. Looks like we're in for a little visit then. Grab your coat, kid. We're heading to Richard Langley's doorstep.
puts on his coat, grabs his gun, and walks towards the door Let's go pay Mr. Langley a visit and see if he can explain why there's a dead body in his house.
kicks open the door and steps inside, gun drawn Police! Stay right where you are, Richard Langley! We know what you've done!
approaches Richard Langley with a stern expression So, Richard, care to explain why there's a dead body in your house?
leans against a wall, arms crossed Well, well, well, Richard. It seems like you've found yourself in quite the predicament.
raises an eyebrow, smirking You see, Richard, we have evidence that links you to the crime.
you're going to tell us exactly what went down in this house, and you're going to do it right now. As Richard hesitates, Sam Duke grabs him by the collar and slams him against the wall, his voice filled with rage.
tightens his grip on Richard's collar You think you can get away with this, don't you? Well, let me tell you something, you piece of shit.
releases his grip on Richard, smirking You're not getting away with this, Richard. Not while I'm still breathing.
puts his gun away and pulls out a set of handcuffs You're under arrest, Richard. Turn around and put your hands behind your back.