Disclaimer: James Patterson created the characters. I'm just borrowing, not profiting.

Jill walked up behind Lindsay at the coffee stand. "How was your weekend?"

"Uneventful." Lindsay motioned to the barista to add a coffee to her order before turning back to Jill. "In other words, great." Lindsay added with a smile as she paid for the two coffees.

As they walked up the steps they noticed Jacobi coming down toward them. "We have another one. The body was discovered early this morning down in the park." Lindsay turned and followed him to the car as Jill continued into the building.

Lindsay ducked under the crime scene tape and moved toward Claire who was stooped next to the body, the second homeless death in the park in a week. As she surveyed the crowd she noticed this death had already attracted twice as much media as last week's. No matter who the victims were multiple murders in the city's tourist hot spot was not good for the mayor which eventually would be bad for her, so she knew that if these deaths were connected then she would have to solve them fast. "What've we got?" She asked as Claire stood to greet her.

"Same as the others. He took one hell of a beating." She gave a sympathetic look at the body. "Poor Martin."

Lindsay furrowed her brow as she moved forward to look at the body, "is that the elephant man?"

"Yes." Claire said with a sad nod.

They had met Martin about a year before. Lindsay was working on the murder of Theresa Woo, a reporter at The Register. That was the case that brought Cindy into their 'club', since she was the one who could decipher Theresa's notebooks. Once Cindy figured out that Theresa's notes about the elephant man referred to the homeless Martin the whole case fell into place. And now he was dead and Cindy was anxiously waiting for information on the other side of the crime tape.

"Do you have a time?" Lindsay asked

"Sometime last night. I'll get an exact time back at the office." Claire motioned to the techs that the body could be loaded up.

Jacobi walked over to join them, "Same as last week, no one saw a thing. Park patrol found the body this morning as they were rushing off the people sleeping on the benches."

"Okay. Let CSU finish up and then we can head back to the station."

"You gonna talk to the vultures?" Jacobi asked motioning to the media.

"No." Lindsay responded as she took out her phone and sent Cindy a text. Meet us in Claire's office. "It's not like we have anything to tell them.

In the morgue Lindsay did her usual hovering while Claire performed the autopsy.

"You were fifteen feet away from me and you text me. Still afraid of being seen with the media?" Cindy asked with a laugh as she came in.

Lindsay spun around to face her while trying to block Cindy's view of the body. "Afraid? No." she responded with a cautious smile.

"What's wrong?" Cindy asked as she moved forward.

Lindsay moved to stop her, "the victim from this morning."

"Yeah?"

"It's Martin."

"What?" Cindy pushed forward to look for herself, once verified she moved away. "I just talked to him yesterday." She saw the questions on Lindsay's face, "he had information on the attacks."

"Attacks? You mean last week's?"

"He said there were others, last week was just the first death."

Lindsay thought for a second, "I don't remember any prior attacks."

"They weren't reported, I found that the homeless trust cops about as much as bikers do."

"Have you found the other victims?"

"Not yet, Martin was going to help me." Cindy said quietly as the tears filled her eyes.

Claire removed her gloves and moved away from the table to give Cindy a sympathetic hug. "I'm sorry."

"Thanks," Cindy responded when the hug ended.

"I'll send some unis down to the park to talk to people."

Cindy shook her head, "They won't talk to the cops. If it wasn't for Martin they wouldn't even talk to me."

"Well we have to try."

Cindy looked over to Martin's body for a second, "I think I may have an idea to get them to talk to me," she said as she moved to the door.

"Cindy?" Lindsay asked concerned.

"Don't worry." Cindy responded as she left.

Lindsay and Claire just stared at each other, "how can we not?" Lindsay asked breaking the silence.

Two days after Martin's death Lindsay was laying on her couch with Martha curled up in her arms. The buzzing of her phone broke the silence, she glanced at the clock, 11:45pm, before answering.

"Boxer." She paused for Jacobi to fill her in, "okay I'll be there in fifteen."

Lindsay got to the crime scene in the park just as the ambulance was pulling away. She surveyed the crowed as she walked over to Jacobi. "What've we got?"

"Homeless woman was attacked, same as before, but a witness called it in. A unit arrived in time to run off the attackers, they got away but the woman is still alive."

"Do we know who called it in?" Lindsay asked

"Nobody has come forward."

Lindsay was looking around the scene when she noticed a group of about six, seemingly, homeless people standing on the other side of the tape watching the scene. As she started toward them they began to move as though they were leaving, she jogged over, "wait. Does anyone know this woman?" By the time she made it over the group had disbanded, except for one familiar looking redhead. "What are you doing here?" Lindsay sighed as she took in Cindy's homeless attire.

"It was the only way to get them to talk to me." Cindy tried to justify.

"Have you been down here since Martin's death."

"Yeah" Cindy admitted bracing for impact.

Lindsay just shook her head, there was so much she wanted to say, or yell, but through clinched teeth she settled on, "have you found out anything?"

Cindy smiled, realizing that Lindsay's desire to solve the case was giving her a momentary reprieve from a scolding, "I've heard from a few people that they have noticed kids hanging around."

"Young kids?"

"To most of the people I've talked to, I'm a kid..." she scowled at Lindsay's smile, "so I haven't been able to get a good idea of the age."

"Do they think that these kids are responsible?"

"Nobody has seen any of the attacks, but they avoid the kids if they see them."

"Well they probably won't come back tonight so why don't I give you a ride home."

Cindy could see by Lindsay's glare that it really wasn't a question, "okay." She said with a sigh.