"Finish up then get out of the shower!" The man named Jason Sexton yelled to one of his orphaned children. Sexton owned a very prestigious orphanage in Manhattan. More than 100 kids lived in his orphanage- not to mention the kids ranged from all ages.

He wrapped a towel around himself and walked out of the bathroom and into his room, and put on his plaid pajama pants. Rebecca, one of the orphans was stiff in the shower, scared to death of what Sexton had just done to her. She turned off the water slowly, and stepped out. She grabbed a near by towel. The softness felt comforting around her now very sensitive skin. He had left the door open a crack. She looked out of it to see where he was. The she heard an unfamiliar voice yelling for Sexton.

"Where are you Jason! Come out you two-faced mother fucker!" She saw the man turn to face her and saw Sexton cover the crack of the bathroom. She heard a gun shot, and saw Sexton fall to the ground- the anonymous man was no where to be found.

She opened the door, and stood over Sexton in her towel. He was dead. He wasn't breathing. She panicked. She ran into her bedroom, got dressed, and heard a knock at her door. It was Mrs. Thomson, one of the older maids.

"Sexton has been shot!" She yelled to Rebecca, grabbing her shoulders. "Brian and Joey have called the police. Stay here." She said in a worried tone. No one knew Rebecca was a witness. She didn't want anyone to find out.

"I love the night shift. Don't you Messer?" Hawkes asked sarcastically.

"My favorite." Danny answered. "Flack, what do you got for us?"

"Jason Sexton. 37 years old. Owned this orphanage. He wasn't married and had a B.A. in business."

"Explains how he owns the place then." Hawkes stated. "He was shot? Correct?"

"Seems one bullet did the trick." Danny said as he bent down over the body. He put on a glove and turned the body. "It wasn't a through and through. Looks like that bullet is still in there."

"Nice work gentlemen, look, the body's all yours, Hell, the crime scene is all yours." Flack said. "I gotta go do my normal stuff, have fun."

"It appears he's wet. Maybe he came out of the shower?" Hawkes observed.

"Explains the towel." Danny pointed to the towel. "I'll check the bathroom." He said wandering into it. "Hawkes! We got clothes in here- and they do not look like Sexton's."

"Those are definitely girls' clothes, they seem to be a teenagers."

"Yea, but what are they doin' in his bathroom?" Danny said, pointing his flashlight at the shower.