"Whoa, whoa, whoa. What the hell do you think you're doing?"
Detective Anna Morasca is not a fan of people invading her crime scenes, and when people decide to just ignore the fact that there are HPD officers all over the place? She gets a little cranky.
"Hey. This is an active crime scene. Y'need to leave now."
Under the hood of the Impala changing the carburetor, tightening the bolt. He takes a rag and wipes off his greasy hands taking a drink of a cold beer.