AN: As a young girl mourns the death of her parents, the CSI: NY team begins its investigation, and the killer makes herself well known.
Chapter Two: The Investigation Begins
The last thing I remember is running from my house after finding my parents murdered in my home, and running into a female detective. I passed out, or did I die? Oh god, don't tell me that I am dead!
Lynn opened her eyes, and looked around. She soon realized that she was in a hospital room, and the questionof how and why she was there began to swirl around in her head, but she soon remembered who put her there and why she was there. She began to cry as she remembered how she found her parents, brutally murdered. She sat up, and wiped the tears from her eyes. A nurse peeked into the room, and motioned for someone to come in. Lynn recognized the same brown curly haired female detective who she ran into earlier. She smiled lightly at her, and pulled a chair next to Lynn's hospital bed, and sat down.
"Who are you?" Lynn asked calmly.
"I'm detective Stella Bonasera, I'm the person who brought you here." Stella said. "I wanted to know what happened to your parents and who attacked you."
"I don't know who attacked me, but I'll never forget her face." Lynn said.
"Lynn, what can you remember about this night?" Stella asked.
"The only thing that I can remember is waking up after dosing off, and walking downstairs. Then I found my parents dead in the living room. Before I knew it, the woman who attacked me returned, and stabbed me in the side. I don't know how, but I escaped and ran into the night until I ran into you." Lynn said, beginning to cry. Stella grabbed her hand in an attempt to calm her down.
"Lynn, do you know what she looks like?" Stella asked.
"Yeah." Lynn said in between sobs. "She had brown hair, and her eyes were green. Those eyes were the coldest eyes I have ever seen. I'll never forget her face, not after what she did to my own parents."
"Thanks Lynn. We are going to find the person that did this." Stella said, patting her shoulder.
Lynn smiled at the gesture, but she knew that in the back of her mind, that this whole ordeal was far from over...
As many cops and crime scene personnel flooded the Baker home and now the Baker crime scene, Detective Mac Taylor and Detective Don Flack were standing near the victims. Mac was investigating the wounds on the victims while Don read him the info he gathered on the victims.
"Names of the victims are Anne Marie and Andrew Baker." Flack read. "Anne Marie was a computer software artist that worked from home and Andrew owned a video store a mile or two away. No history of violence and their friends and family said that they had no known enemies."
"Were there any witnesses?" Mac asked, closely examining the wife, Anne Marie.
"Their teenage daughter, Lynn, who was stabbed also, saw the woman who did this." Flack said. "She was able to escape, and ran into Stella. She called this in, and Stella is with Lynn at the hospital now."
"Anne Marie was taken by surprise, because she looks as though she was attacked from behind, and was killed quickly." Mac said, investigating the wounds found on Anne Marie further. "Andrew has a lot more wounds on his body, and look at the restraints on his wrists. Either whoever did this wanted Andrew to suffer more, or Andrew knew something that the killer wanted to know, and he was tortured for that information."
"Mac, what do you think caused the wounds on the victims?" Flack asked.
"A very long blade." Mac answered immediately. "Also, they were shot in the head with a pistol after they were dead, so someone either wanted to send a message, or throw us off track."
"The neighbors didn't hear a gunshot, so maybe a silencer was used?" Flack suggested.
"Maybe, but what criminal or criminals would kill two people and try to kill the daughter?" Mac asked. "Out of all of the priceless things in the house, wallets full of money, and expensive jewelry still on the victims makes me think that the reason for these murders lies with the daughter."
"Well, until we can get a suspect, we are pretty much stuck." Flack said. Mac nodded in agreement, and took a step outside, about to answer a phone call.
"Taylor." Mac answered.
"Well, I see that you are a great admirer of my work." The woman with a think Russian accent said over the phone. Mac tensed up as he realized that he was talking to the killer.
"Just who are you?" Mac asked.
"My name isn't important. What is important is that I am going to find their daughter and end her life." The woman said. "I am not going to stop until I do so."
"What makes you think that you are going to find her?" Mac asked the woman. The woman on the other end began laughing as if this was a joke.
"Because," the woman began again, "I already know that Lynn is at the hospital with your partner, Ms. Bonasera. I saw Lynn run up to her car, and that is the only reason that I didn't fish her off in the street like the dog she was. Well, just to let you know, Lynn is living on borrowed time, which is just about up. See you soon, Mac."
Before Mac could get in another word, the woman hung up. That left Mac to wonder just what type of psychopath was he dealing with.
AN: Wow. Okay, next time, another stranger makes an appearance, and this stranger isn't alone. R&R!