PROLOGUE
NAME: Randolph, Emily Jane
AGE: 26
ETHNICITY: Caucasian
PREVIOUS EMPLOYER: Jonathan Ryan, Seattle Washington District Attorney.
He read over each aspect of her carefully written resume with a fine tooth comb. Every now and then certain words or phrases would jump out at him. For example, he learned that she had worked for the Seattle DA's office, and was recently let go for reasons not disclosed in the document. He also read that she was originally from New York, like himself, and she had graduated top in her class from the police academy. But what really caught his eye, was that she was trained in the field of criminal behavioral analysis, which meant that she had the ability to pinpoint a killer's specific behavioral pattern. This would be extremely helpful.
When Eric retired as a CSI the team had lost a valuable mind in its arsenal, not to mention there was a serious loss in morale in the lab. Maybe a fresh face would be exactly what everyone needed.
His mind began to wonder to what Emily Jane Randolph might be like, as a person. Would she be nice, or uncooperative? Would she be smart? Well of course she's smart, she is an NYU graduate, he thought. And despite his efforts he couldn't help but wonder what she looked like. Damn it, Horatio. She's 26 years old. He told himself this a few times, but his mind still ran away with him. Something about her captured him, and he hadn't even met her.
Ring Ring. He was pulled back down to reality by his cell phone ringing on his desk.
"Horatio." He said putting the phone to his ear.
"Hey, H." Eric's voice sounded vibrant on the other end of the line.
"Eric, it's uh…it's been a while." He sat back, allowing his chair to recline and the tense muscles in his back to release.
"Yeah, I'm sorry about that. Things have been a little crazy lately"
"Good crazy, I hope." he spoke hopefully, knowing that in reality…well his reality, good crazy was a very farfetched and very elusive idea.
"Not to bad, I guess." Horatio heard his sigh through the telephone. "Yeah, well anyway I was just calling to see how everyone in the lab was, are they good?"
"Everyone misses you. Is that was you want to hear?" he mocked.
"Yup." both men laughed at this. "Cool, so anything new happening?"
"Yes, actually." He moved to sit forward in his seat resting both of his elbows on the desk. "I was maybe uh thinking about bringing on a new CSI."
"Oh? Are you sure?" Eric's voice sounded mocking rather then skeptical.
"Well, she is very qualified and I…"
"She, uh?" Horatio's sentence was cut of by Eric's bellowing voice. It was so loud he had to pull the phone slightly away from his hear. "Is she good looking? I never took you for the type..."
"I'm hanging up now." He said as Eric continued to shout threw the line. "Goodbye Eric!"
He promptly shut the phone and returned it to its place on his desk. He picked up the receiver of the large office phone next to it. His mind was made up. He was going to call Emily Jane Randolph, and hopefully she would have some semblance of sanity to share with the Miami Dade crime lab.