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Oh,this is ridiculous.

We're never gonna find it.

-We're gonna find it,okay?-Just take the penalty stroke.

Look,the ball's not gonna bite you.

No,but a snake or an alligator might.

Look,your ball is totally lost,so just take the penalty

stroke.

Not so fast,okay?Look.

Oh,ye of little faith.

-Oh,it's just Oh,my God!-Son of a bitch!What the

hell?-Oh,my God!-Mister,are you okay?Help.

You never struck me as a read-the-labels kind of guy.

You never struck me as an Axium Aftershave kind of girl.

It's for Jeff.

He's going to sleepaway camp.

-Oh,I didn't realize he-No,he doesn't.

He just wants to smell like he does.

-That's smart.

-Callie.

Hi.

Heather. Um,oh,Jim helped me move some boxes out of my garage today.

So I'm making him my grandmother's famous lasagna.

Straight from the old country.

Why is it that everything from the old country just sounds

so much better?I know,right?Hey,hey,I found the one that you

wanted.

No sugar.

Not a speck.

Oh,great.

Thanks.

I'll go meet you at the register.

-Yeah.

-Sorry.

I just Oh,yeah,right.

Her great-grandmother used canned tomatoes.

-Callie-You know what?You don't have to explain.

I have no claims on you.

If you want to date Heather,date Heather.

We're not actually dating.

That was a little awkward.

Carlos,hey,man.

Uh no,not a bad time at all,um Right. No.

No.

I'll be right there.

-I'll see you-I'll see you tonight.

Yeah.

I've seen some golf courses in my time but this is a work

of art.

Home base for the rich and famous.

So on your salary,take it in while you can.

I've never seen fairways so tight.

Did you see that approach shot on 12?No.

No,no.

But did you see the dead body in front of me?-Douglas

Packard.

-Mm-hmm.

Looks like he's having a bad day.

Night,actually.

He was found barely alive,but died right after.

Still trying to determine the time of the attack and what

he was attacked with.

Well,one of these would be my guess.

It does kind of match the size and depth of the impression. But he wasn't wearing any golf shoes,so he wasn't here to

play golf.

That didn't stop someone with access to one of the most

exclusive golf courses in the world from teeing off on his head.

Some say I don't play well with others.

I was a damn good detective in Chicago until a disagreement

with my boss encouraged me to pack it up and make a change.

So I put the Windy City in my rearview and headed to the

Sunshine State.

Kick back.

Play some golf.

Work on my tan.

Maybe write the occasional speeding ticket.

Yeah.

Well,that didn't work out.

If the murder weapon was a golf club,I can't find it.

I've had a lot of experience finding golf clubs that have

been thrown out of anger into the reeds.

What's this reddish brown stuff on his hands?It's not

blood.

I don't know.

I'll have to check. You know I have done this before.

I ran Douglas Packard's name through our system.

-It turns out he was just let out of prison four days ago.

-What was he in for?He served nine months for administering

a controlled substance to a woman which resulted in a near fatal

car accident.

So any idea when he was attacked?Based on the swelling and

the color of his bruises the injuries occurred sometime between

midnight and 2:00 a.

m.

His last phone call was 11:03 p.

m.

Let's see who this is?Hi.

Uh,who's this?Terry Evans?Jim Longworth.

-Called you earlier.

-Uh,yeah.

Come in.

Ooh.

Nice place.

Thank you.

But it's not mine.

It's Mine. Hi.

Scott Winters.

It's you.

You're Scott Winters.

This is Terry,my business manager.

I am such a big fan of your game.

I would kill to have your touch on the green.

Kill?Is that a joke?-My friend is dead and you're clowning

with me?-Oh,no.