Sweet Salvation
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Category:
CSI › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
41
Views:
4,369
Reviews:
7
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own CSI, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Traces
Chapter 27
Traces
Brass was scribbling in his notebook.
“Is there anything, anything at all, that could bring us closer to identifying the perp?”
“N jus just saw his silhouette when he was standing in the kitchen. It was to dark to make anything out. Nothing at all…” Her voice broke off.
“Did he say anything to you?”
“No, not a word. That’s all I know, there is nothing more.” Joan said, devastated that there wasn’t more to tell.
“Don’t worry, you helped us a great deal. Especially if he’s shot, we will find traces and maybe be able to find him through his DNA. For now, you’ll get protection, do you have a place where you can go while we process this house and the garden for possible evidence?”
“I guess that we can stay at my parents house. I don’t think that they kick us out when they hear what has happened.” Jenny answered Catherine’s question.
“Yeah, that or we get the whole ‘told you so’ lecture. Her parents don’t agree with the way that we live our lives.” Joan added bitterly.
“Been there, done that. We literally know what you mean.” Catherine said to the comfort to both women, letting them know that they weren’t the only couple that had to deal with those problems of acceptance. I nodded, agreeing to the remark that Catherine made. Warrick appeared in the door opening and motioned that he needed to talk to me. I excused myself and followed him into the hallway.
“Grissom sent us, Nick and me, here to process the premises, are there any clues about where to search?” I motioned Warrick to follow me to the kitchen. “He came in through the kitchen door, so we have to process the area around the door and he ran away to the back of the garden. Over there, where the trees are, he tried to climb over the wall and that is where he might have been shot. But he made a fast getaway over there by those trees. He disappeared in the darkness.”
“Well it won’t be dark for long, I’ll have some officers put the searchlights on it and I will process that piece of the garden.” Warrick added while he looked over the scene.
“Okay, I’ll take the kitchen and leave the talking to Cath and Brass.” I turned around and stepped back into the kitchen. I went back into the living room where Cath was still talking to Joan and Jenny. I grabbed my kit and said to Brass that I was going to process the kitchen.
~*~
The perp had knocked in a window above the kitchen counter and gained entrance that way. He climbed inside the kitchen after he opened the window. I found some black fibres stuck in the broken windo dus dusted the window but I wasn’t able to find any fingerprints. Apparently, he had been wearing gloves, just like he did with the other murders. I hoped that Warrick would be luckier than me and that he would be able to find blood. I was still going over the kitchen when I heard Warrick call my name. I stepped outside and walked over to him.
“Look what I found!” He said when I reached him. Holding up a bullet covered in blood. “She shot him, and we have his DNA.”
It still wasn’t much, and we never knew if we would get a hit via the database, but at least we were making some kind of progress.
“I can take it back to the lab with me I’m almost finished with the kitchen. I have some fibres. I let Greg run the DNA and maybe we’ll have a hit. I just take some fingerprints from both of the women. And then I’m off.”
“Ok see you at the labs, girl.”
~*~
“Can I take your fingerprints to rule out which are yours and to find which are the odd ones?” Both women agreed and I started to take the prints. “By the way we found the bullet which you shot at the perp and apparently you hit him. Brass can you let someone check the hospitals and doctors. Every shot wound could be ours.”
Brass immediately started dialling someone and was talking on his phone in the corner of the room.
“I’ll be heading back to the lab with the evidence, can you get a ride back?” I asked Catherine.
“I’m sure that I can manage to persuade someone to drive me back to the lab.” She answered with a soft chuckle.
“Ok, see you there.”
~*~
“Greg, can you run these for me, they have top priority. This could lead us to the perp who has been killing all these women.”
Greg immediately started running the tests on the blood while I took the bullet and the gun to trace. Then I retreated to one of the labs and started processing the fibres that I found at thene. ne.
Traces
Brass was scribbling in his notebook.
“Is there anything, anything at all, that could bring us closer to identifying the perp?”
“N jus just saw his silhouette when he was standing in the kitchen. It was to dark to make anything out. Nothing at all…” Her voice broke off.
“Did he say anything to you?”
“No, not a word. That’s all I know, there is nothing more.” Joan said, devastated that there wasn’t more to tell.
“Don’t worry, you helped us a great deal. Especially if he’s shot, we will find traces and maybe be able to find him through his DNA. For now, you’ll get protection, do you have a place where you can go while we process this house and the garden for possible evidence?”
“I guess that we can stay at my parents house. I don’t think that they kick us out when they hear what has happened.” Jenny answered Catherine’s question.
“Yeah, that or we get the whole ‘told you so’ lecture. Her parents don’t agree with the way that we live our lives.” Joan added bitterly.
“Been there, done that. We literally know what you mean.” Catherine said to the comfort to both women, letting them know that they weren’t the only couple that had to deal with those problems of acceptance. I nodded, agreeing to the remark that Catherine made. Warrick appeared in the door opening and motioned that he needed to talk to me. I excused myself and followed him into the hallway.
“Grissom sent us, Nick and me, here to process the premises, are there any clues about where to search?” I motioned Warrick to follow me to the kitchen. “He came in through the kitchen door, so we have to process the area around the door and he ran away to the back of the garden. Over there, where the trees are, he tried to climb over the wall and that is where he might have been shot. But he made a fast getaway over there by those trees. He disappeared in the darkness.”
“Well it won’t be dark for long, I’ll have some officers put the searchlights on it and I will process that piece of the garden.” Warrick added while he looked over the scene.
“Okay, I’ll take the kitchen and leave the talking to Cath and Brass.” I turned around and stepped back into the kitchen. I went back into the living room where Cath was still talking to Joan and Jenny. I grabbed my kit and said to Brass that I was going to process the kitchen.
~*~
The perp had knocked in a window above the kitchen counter and gained entrance that way. He climbed inside the kitchen after he opened the window. I found some black fibres stuck in the broken windo dus dusted the window but I wasn’t able to find any fingerprints. Apparently, he had been wearing gloves, just like he did with the other murders. I hoped that Warrick would be luckier than me and that he would be able to find blood. I was still going over the kitchen when I heard Warrick call my name. I stepped outside and walked over to him.
“Look what I found!” He said when I reached him. Holding up a bullet covered in blood. “She shot him, and we have his DNA.”
It still wasn’t much, and we never knew if we would get a hit via the database, but at least we were making some kind of progress.
“I can take it back to the lab with me I’m almost finished with the kitchen. I have some fibres. I let Greg run the DNA and maybe we’ll have a hit. I just take some fingerprints from both of the women. And then I’m off.”
“Ok see you at the labs, girl.”
~*~
“Can I take your fingerprints to rule out which are yours and to find which are the odd ones?” Both women agreed and I started to take the prints. “By the way we found the bullet which you shot at the perp and apparently you hit him. Brass can you let someone check the hospitals and doctors. Every shot wound could be ours.”
Brass immediately started dialling someone and was talking on his phone in the corner of the room.
“I’ll be heading back to the lab with the evidence, can you get a ride back?” I asked Catherine.
“I’m sure that I can manage to persuade someone to drive me back to the lab.” She answered with a soft chuckle.
“Ok, see you there.”
~*~
“Greg, can you run these for me, they have top priority. This could lead us to the perp who has been killing all these women.”
Greg immediately started running the tests on the blood while I took the bullet and the gun to trace. Then I retreated to one of the labs and started processing the fibres that I found at thene. ne.