One Month Later:
Four weeks after I joined the team, we started working on a new murder. Warrick & Nick were trying to figure out where this guy had come from, seeing as nobody reported him missing. I hadn't been into work yet that day. I had to drop my daughter off at a friend's house and was on my way in when I got a page to get to the lab immediately.
When I got to the lab, everyone was in the conference room. I stood by the glass and Grissom finally looked at me and addressed me.
"Your fingerprints were found on the DB. Do you know this guy?" he handed me a picture.
I looked at the picture and put it back on the table, then left.
"So I guess that means she knows the guy. And that explains why I never trusted her in the first place. Anybody else not trust her anymore?" Sarah asked.
"Why do you think she just left? You don't think she actually cares for the guy, do you?" Warrick asked.
"Let's find out. Do a background check on every guy she's ever come in contact with. I want to know why she left suddenly and where she's going." Grissom stated.
I hadn't left the state. I'd just gone back to my friend's house. Cheyenne was outside. I expected the CSI's to track me down here so I stayed only until Cheyenne was done getting dressed. She came out back and Lisa went to answer the door. Somehow Cheyenne had slipped past my sight and to the fence. Lisa came back out and I went to find Cheyenne.
"Ben, where's Cheyenne?"
"She
went to the fence a couple minutes ago. She was talking to
someone."
"Thanks." I walked around the pool, to the fence,
looking for Cheyenne. I didn't know the CSI's had come out right
after I was done talking to Lisa's son Ben. I vaulted the fence and
heard someone shout my name. I felt something hit the back of my head
and sank into unconsciousness.
The CSI's heard the screeching of wheels coming from the alley and went to investigate. Nobody was there, but a neighbor did get a good look at the license plate. 985YRD.
