Deadly Desires: Part I
Disclaimer: I do not own CSI: Miami or CSI: New York, I'm just a fan.
She pulled into her parking space, hit the trunk button and gathered her groceries and headed to her condo. She put the key in and opened the door, as she stepped inside she was shoved from behind sending her groceries flying out of her hand. Quickly turning around to see if the person that pushed was still there, he was. He came down hard, bringing one knee on her chest, and putting a knife to her throat.
"Be very quite, don't try anything and you'll get out of this alive," he hissed at her.
She couldn't force herself to speak so she just nodded.
"Good," he whispered as he grabbed her arm, and pushed her onto the coach.
She noticed the blood on his shirt, she watched as he paced back and forth. He was mad she could tell that. They heard commotion outside her apartment.
She could hear officers in the hallway, "let's seal this building off he's still here," she heard one shout.
"Stupid bitch," he muttered. His second victims' roommate had come home early; boy did she get a surprise. But that wasn't the point this was suppose to be special, this was going to send him into what he really loved to do, torture them and listen to them scream.
She just watched him pacing back and forth, as if he knew she was watching him he turned and looked at her. He picked up her purse and dug through it coming up with her wallet. The smile on his face widened. "Well maybe my luck has just turned around," he said narrowing his eyes down on the young woman.
"Oh man," Delko replied shaking his head as he and Ryan came into the condo. The moved out of the way so the paramedics could get the second victim to the hospital, she had sustained one single stab wound to the stomach.
"This doesn't make any sense," Delko replied as he watched the paramedics stabilize her.
"There's anther one in the bedroom," the officer interrupted, his face pale.
They walked into the bedroom, they scanned the room, "he's escalating," Eric stated.
"Escalating it looks like he's thumping his nose up at us," Ryan shot back.
Eric studied the body on the bed, it had been carefully laid out, her eyes open, "remember don't touch the body until Alexx gets here," Eric reminded Ryan.
"I know," he replied back.
"Why we wait for the M.E. why don't we ask the neighbors if they seen or heard anything," Ryan replied.
Eric only nodded. The two had gotten to be better friends after Ryan was injured by a nail gun.
"Any luck?" Eric asked.
"Three phone numbers and a do you know what bleeping time it is," Ryan replied shaking his head.
Eric laughed. "I've got one more, Alexx is in with the body," he told Ryan.
"Alright let's see what she has to say," Ryan replied as he raised his eyebrow.
Eric knocked on the door. "Miami-Dade Police," he stated through the door.
He grabbed her, put the knife to her throat and dragged her into the bedroom.
"You listen very carefully make one sound, and I'll gut you," he told her, "and not to mention what I would do to CSI Delko," he quickly added.
After several more attempts Eric gave up and went back to the crime scene.
"I just finished the bedroom, again no real evidence," Ryan sighed. This was getting old each murder was meticulous then the last, more violent then the one before. Murders generally started slipping up, not this guy, if anything he got better.
"We've got to be missing something," Eric replied.
"If we are I sure as hell don't know what it would be," Ryan replied.
Natalia diligently worked over each piece of evidence, shaking her head in disbelief.
"Welcome to my hell," Eric replied as he came into the room.
"Oh hey, nothing no hairs, no fibers, nothing, no one can be this good," she stated in a matter of fact voice.
"That's what I keep telling myself," he replied.
"So did the neighbors see anything?" she asked as she rubbed her eyes.
"Nothing, except for the scream of victim number three, which I think she wasn't even part of the plan, her business trip ended early," Eric told her.
"Is she going to be alright?" Natalia asked.
"She's going to be fine," he replied.
"Look why don't we call it a day, I'll take you out to dinner," he replied with a smile.
"You?" she replied sarcastically.
Eric laughed, "Yeah me, come on," he replied.
"Alright," she replied, before she left she made one note.
"What's the note for?" he asked.
"I want to put a bulletin out to see if this guy has been anywhere else," she replied.
"I'm not sure how helpful that's going to be?" Eric asked.
"I know but for someone to be this perfect means that these two murders are not his first." she replied with a smile.
"You keep this up and you are going to make me look bad," Eric teased.
Natalia smiled up at him, "that could never happen," she softly told him as they left for the evening.
"You ready?" he asked as he ripped off the tape, and pulled her up. "Oh let's put this in your purse don't want to leave anything behind, he replied as he put the tape and the knife in her purse. "Oh and if you are thinking about tipping anyone off, I'd think twice," he replied as he lifted his shirt to reveal the gun he had tucked into the waistband of his jeans, her gun the gun that Calleigh had help pick out, the gun that she bought after her condo was broken into when she first started working for the Miami-Dade Police Department. She wish she had the tenth of Calleigh grit, her courage, she had seen Calleigh take down men right there in the lab.
He pushed her towards the door, it didn't take them long to get to the under ground garage, she showed the way to her car, "you drive," he told her.
As they drove he gave her directions, she did her best to store them away in case she was able to get to phone and call for help. An hour later she pulled into the drive way of a stone house, it damn near looked like something the Brady Bunch would have lived in if they lived in Miami. No houses, around pretty secluded area, especially for Miami, she figured it was one of the few areas that couldn't have been developed for one reason or anther. There where rural areas pocketed all through Miami, small and far between but they where there and no one paid them any mind. No one.
He placed a new piece of tape over her mouth, "ready for your film debut?" he asked.
Her eyes widened, fear washed over her.
"But first the clothes have to go," he wickedly stated.
A muffle cry came from her, tears streamed down her face. This isn't happening, she thought.
He brought out a camera and put it on a tripod, and sat down beside her.
"Relax this is going to be fun," he told her in a chilling voice.
Tears streamed down her face
"Morning Doris," Eric replied.
"Morning, you've got a package," she replied as she handed him the package.
"Thanks," he replied as he took the package. He wondered what it was, he hadn't sent for anything. He opened the package and removed a tape. "What the hell is this?" he asked himself.
A piece of paper had been wrapped around it, he immediately went to trace, and he just had to hope that he hadn't contaminated any possible trace.
"Hey Eric," Ryan greeted. "What's that?" he added.
"It was delivered here this morning," Eric answered. He carefully unwrapped the note. TIME TO CHANGE THE RULES. That was all it said. He looked over at Ryan. "Glove up," he told him.
Moments later Ryan was looking at the note, "Do you think this is our guy?" Ryan asked.
Eric nodded, "H we need the security tapes from this morning, I would but I have to run a tape over to Cooper," Eric replied, after a thank you he flipped his phone shut.
"Horatio is going to get us the security tape from this morning, maybe this is the break we've been looking for," Eric replied.