Sorry if the last chapter confused you . In the next four I'm going to help you understand what really happened to Greg . All this happens before the first chapter .
Witnessing a crime
Greg climbed in his car and started the engine . He was very upset , because Grissom sent him to work when he finally had some time off . He kissed his lover , who was still sleeping peacefully in their big bed and left to work .
"So Grissom , where I am going ?" he called his boss on his cell phone .
"Near The Strip . There is a male DB , but I don't know more . You'll see the cars and process the scene ." Grissom told him .
"Who's with me ?"
"You're on your own .We have so many cases . I don't have anyone to help you , we are working solo "
"Okay then . Bye"
"Bye Greg and good luck "
He hung up .
"Great " Greg thought "in my day off I go to work and I work solo . God , I hate this . "
He wanted to spent all that day with Maria , his wife . And now he was going to work .
He drove to the scene . Seeing four police cars , he stopped and took his kit out of his car . He walked over to the scene .
"Hey , guys , what's up ?" he asked the police man .
"A dead guy . Here it is " he led him to the DB .
"Have you touched him ?" he asked
"No , I haven't "
"And you found something else . Like a .." he looked closer "a gun ?"
"No , we only found this body ."
"Oh , you found it ?"
"Someone called at the police station … you know it ."
"Alright , then , please step aside and let me do my job ."
Greg took out his camera . He made some photos , he removed a piece of the shirt and took some pictures of the gunshot . He also swabbed the blood he found there and the thing that was under this guy's nails . This was going to be an easy case . Probably a robbery gone wrong , at how the evidences pointed .
He then saw an identity card , far away from the scene , but it was there . Going to the place the card was , he saw a trail of blood and followed , asking himself where is going .
He saw a warehouse . And he heard some voices .
"What the hell ?" he thought .
He was now too far from the scene , but he hadn't noticed . He stayed there stunned and listened all the conversation ; the words of those guys scared him like hell .
"Jimmy , Jimmy " one of them said pointing a gun to a guy who was lying on the ground , bleeding and tied up "do you think I'm a fool ?"
"No Mr. Barker , you are not …"
"Then why did you try to steal my money ?"
For Greg , the view and the voices were like a nightmare , but he couldn't move , because they may see him and kill him .
"Mr. Barker ? Oh my God…Michael Barker … the drug dealer ."
"I didn't boss , I didn't do anything , you have to believe me , I didn't …"
One of the guys kicked him hard in the ribs .
"You're lying " the boss pressed his gun on his temple "and I hate liars ."
"I'm not …" he felt the gun pressed even more .
"Yes , you are . and you know what liars deserve ? Huh ?" he pulled out a knife .
"No , boss , I didn't do anything !" the guy on the ground screamed .
Boss turned his face , long e enough for Greg to see his face . Seeing those horrible blue eyes , his all body stunned . He couldn't move . He stayed there to watch all the show .
Boss putted the knife on his face and pressed a little . The blood started draining from the wound .
"Boss please …"
The knife was pushed further in his cheek , enough to make him scream in pain , but not to kill him .
"No tell me where the money are" the boss demanded .
"I don't know " the guy on the ground replied .
"Well , you have to pay if you don't know ."
The boss pulled the trigger . For Greg every moment was an eternity . Hew wanted to get out sooner . The sound of the bullet and the last scream made his blood run cold . He saw the body of the poor guy falling on the ground ; his eyes were opened and seemed like they were looking at him , like he asked for justice .
Greg then lost it ; even if he knew he shouldn't , he started running . Like a crazy one , he ran faster that he ever did in his life .
"Boss , what was that ?"
"What , James ?"
"I heard something . I know I heard something ."
"Like what ?"
"Someone running ."
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"Oh my … if someone saw us …"
Greg ran desperately ; he didn't stop until he arrived at the scene . The images were still disturbing him a lot . He didn't believe he'll ever get out that face from his face ; those blue , cruel, eyes he saw .
The view of police cars was enough for him to calm down . He regained his breath and tried to look as normal as he could .
He was thinking at what he saw ; he probably shouldn't tell anyone ; but he must go to the FBI , they always wanted to catch this killer . Yeah , he must go to the feds .
Telling anyone else about this it meant putting their lives in jeopardy ; that was impossible , he didn't want to hurt any person from the lab or his wife .
So he tried his best to seem calm and to process the scene further .
"Hey , where have you been ?" one of the policeman asked .
"A . I saw something ; I thought so ." he lied , in his mind seeing images of the execution .
What he didn't realize was that his badge was not any more in his chest . He lost it on the way.
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Meanwhile , boss and his buddies were searching for the guy who saw them .
"It can't bee good , Boss , what if he'll go to police or something ? What if we are going to jail ?"
"No , James , don't be scared . We just need to find out this guy's identity and we'll take care of him . " boss smiled . His look on his face… he seemed to be a sadistic . And looking at how he tortured his man , it was no doubt .
"Boss !" one of them yelled .
"I found something , I think this belongs to the guy who saw us . "
"Let me see it "
He looked on it . It wrote
"Greg Sanders LVPD crime lab
Crime Scene Investigator Level I"
"Look guys , a newbie . Shall we let our CSI know what happens when he mess with us ?" boss laughed .
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