darren vogel. that bottom-feeding defense attorney? think about it-- he planted a casing in the lab to get murder charges dropped on his client. and maybe avery was working with him. (phone ringing) hello. oh-- oh, horatio. caine: we need to talk about blackmail, mr. vogel. that's such a nasty word. you bugged the assistant state's attorney's private phone, clearly having him in your pocket. lower, lower, lower. ooh, you caught me just in the middle of a massage. when he stopped playing ball, you had him killed, didn't you? (vogel moaning) why don't we continue this at a later date, huh? call me back when you got some proof, horatio. we've got a problem. this bug you guys pulled out of josh avery's phone belongs to us, h. belongs to us how, mr. benton? mdpd bar code says it was checked out by one of our csis, sir. which csi? i placed the bug yesterday when josh was out. why? he set us up. i wanted to nail him so bad, i could taste it, so i set up the bug... and i left. the next thing i hear, he's dead. what's on it? i haven't got a cha