Nick looked up at the huge warehouse that stood in front of him. Grissom pulled up his left eyebrow.
"Mmm … Cosy."
Sara smiled and pressed the bar of the big wood door down. The door opened with a squeaking sound. The warehouse was nearly empty and very big. In the centre stood a gigantic square vault. It was 13 by 13 by 13 feet. The steel was rusty and the grey paint was almost entirely worn off.
From under the door dripped blood on the concrete floor. A big pool was slowly forming on the ground. Grissom coughed.
"Very cosy, indeed."
Nick tried the 30" wheel on the outside. Locked…
"Great…" Sara decided to have a brilliant idea.
"Maybe you should try 0000?" Sara suggested, pointing at the number pad above the wheel.
"Yeah right."
With a smug smile he punched in the code and turned the wheel again without even thinking for a second that it might actually work. The door opened smoothly. Dumbfounded, Nick and Grissom looked on.
"I told you so."
Sara grinned with self confidence, while throwing the door wide open. A sickening smell of blood came through it. The body of a young, Asian woman lay on the floor, bleeding out from the coronal artery. The vault was near empty, besides a few blankets and crates almost in the back. Grissom entered the scene in good confidence and stared at the dead woman.
Suddenly they heard a sound coming from behind the crates. Grissom stood in shock as another young woman jumped in sight and attacked him like a wild animal.
A shot was fired. Surprised Nick checked his gun, because he was sure he hadn't fired a round.
The wild-eyed woman fell to the ground and grabbed her leg. Grissom seemed to wake up and turned around. Sara was looking victoriously.
"Goal!"
"Call an ambulance," Grissom said, still looking rather disturbed.
The woman on the floor was moaning softly. Nick took his cell phone out of his pocket and dialled 911. Grissom bend over the wounded woman and took a good look at her. She was wearing a blue summer dress that was smeared with blood and as far as he could tell she wasn't wearing anything else. In her hand she held a big knife, also covered in blood. Nick grinned:
"Murderer locked herself in vault, including vic and murder weapon. This must be as easy as it gets!"
"Is she alright?" Sara questioned Grissom, a little concerned after all.
"Yes, it's not as bad as it looks."
A deep silence followed, in which Sara was watching Grissom, who in turn was staring intently at the blankets in the back of the safe.
"What is it?" Sara asked.
"Something was moving over there…"
Sara took her gun again and walked further into the vault. She carefully gripped the tip of the blanket and mentally counted to three.
She forcefully pulled it up. Slightly shaking, she aimed her gun at the hidden creature.
A small boy with big blue eyes looked up at her in fear. His blond curls stuck to his forehead. His lip quivered:
"Mommy?"
