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Facing Grave Danger
Chapter 2
Warrick knocked on the locker's room door – "Come on Morgan, we got to go. We have a DB in Henderson."
"Oh, okay. I'm coming." – She said, closing the door of her locker. She reached for her stuff and left the room.
"What the hell just happened here?" – Nick thought. Their eyes had met for a few brief seconds but it had seemed like the whole world had stopped. "Okay, it must have been nothing… Forget it and get to work, Nick!" – He left the locker room and got back to the Lab.
"May I ask why there was that worried look on your face when you just got the news that you're going to stay with us?" – Warrick questioned her, on their way to his car.
She didn't even listen to him, lost on her thoughts about that moment.
"Earth calls Morgan?" – Warrick waved his hand in front of her eyes – "You there?"
"Uh?" – She came out of her haze – "Yes. You were saying?"
Warrick laughed – "I was asking you why you had that worried look on your face when you just got the news that you're going to stay.. But you weren't here with me…Never mind."
"Sorry, I was somewhere else."
"Yeah, I got that." – Warrick said as he opened the door of his car – "That's why I am the one driving now…"
"You're always the one driving!" – She complained.
"I'm older kiddo… More responsible and all."
Morgan laughed – "You? More responsible?"
"Yes, of course. Why are you laughing?"
"Well, I've heard some stuff here and there."
Warrick turned on the ignition and muttered – "You're a dead man, Nick Stokes."
Morgan laughed and put on her seat belt – "So, where are we going?"
"Did you even listen to anything I said to you when I called you at the locker room?"
She blushed – "A… Yes, of course." – She thought for a while – "We have a DB in Henderson. What I was asking was if you know anything else, other than that."
"No. Catherine was busy so she sent me there and told me to take you with me."
Morgan nodded and turned on the radio. After a few minutes, Warrick couldn't control his curiosity – "So, are you going to tell me why you and Nick got so embarrassed when I called you?"
Morgan blushed – "Embarrassed?"
"Yeah. You seemed like…" – Warrick suddenly understood – "Oh! Did I interrupt something?"
"No. He was just congratulating me for being accepted." – She said in a casual tone.
"Yeah, right" – Warrick teased.
"Oh, shut up!" – She said.
He laughed and didn't say anything more until they arrived at the crime scene. When Morgan was taking her bag out of the car, he went behind her and whispered – "Don't worry. I'll ask Nick."
She looked at him and shook her head – "Come on, Brown, we have work to do!"
Warrick laughed and followed her to the place where O'Riley was waiting for them. Behind him, the corpse of a man, caucasian, was lying on the floor. Standing next to him, was an officer.
"Goodnight Detective." – They greeted. "What do we have here?" – Warrick asked.
"Goodnight. Dead male, caucasian, around thirty. ID was on his pocket. His name is Randy Newton. This officer found him around midnight. David arrived a while ago."
"Thanks." – Warrick turned back to her – "Where do you want to start?"
"Maybe I'll stay with the body; you mark the perimeter and search for evidences?"
"Yeah. I always get the boring part of it… sure!" – He complained. – "Next time, I'll bring Greg."
"Be my guest." – She blinked to him – "Next time, let me drive and I'll do the perimeter."
"I'd rather drive my car into a wall than give it to you…" – He turned his back to her and started working.
She laughed and went to meet David – "Hey Dave… so, what can you tell me?"
"Hey Morgan. Well, time of death was around 11pm. Cause of death is most likely this wound right here, on his chest. Probably from a bullet."
"So, he was dead not long before the officer found him… However, the sound of a gunshot here would have attracted the neighbours. Can you tell me where he was killed?"
"I guess that he was killed somewhere else and then dumped here. But I'll be able to tell you more details after the autopsy."
"Thank you David. I'll meet you in the Lab." – She got up and went to search for the officer who had found the body.
"CSI Rodriguez." – She introduced – "Feels good to introduce myself as a CSI…" – She thought to herself, smiling – "Okay, focus Lynn…" – "Sir, how did you find the body?"
"I was walking here, it's my duty to watch this neighbourhood during the week and I saw him lying here. When I approached and I realized he was dead, I called the cops."
"Did you touch or move the body?"
"No."
"Are you sure?"
"Yes."
"Thank you Sir. Leave a number with Detective O'Riley, just in case we need to speak with you again."
"Sure. Can I go now?"
"Yes. Goodnight."
She turned back to the place where the body had been. David had already taken it with him and she could now analyse that spot.
(About an hour later, back on the Lab)
"Guess what?" – Warrick asked, entering the room where she was analysing some hairs she had gotten out of the victim's clothes.
"What?" – She said, not taking her eyes off the microscope.
"Our victim, Randy Newton had been involved in a fight in a club, near the place where we found him, with some guy called Tim 'The Wolf'"
"That nickname…let me guess: drug dealer?"
"Yeah. O'Riley is bringing him in."
"Now, you guess what!" – She got up and pointed the microscope to him – "The hairs I found on the victim…"
Warrick looked through the microscope – "Yeah, I don't see anything. They're totally normal."
"Men!" – She shrugged – "You, guys, are always the same. Never pay attention to the little details! Those hairs have DNA. You can extract it and find a match…"
Warrick looked at her – "Good call. I'll interview that Tim and try to get something from him… maybe his DNA."
"Good. I'll ask Greg to extract and analyse the DNA. I'll warn you when I have something." - She grabbed the sample and left the room.
"Oh, and on my way to Greg, I'll pass on the Ballistics, to see if they identified the bullet. Try to find if the guy has a weapon." – She said, from the doorway – "Drug dealer, I'm sure he has loads of them."
Warrick laughed – "This seems simple and easy. We will have him locked up before the end of the shift."
"I hope so." – She shouted from the hall. She walked to the Ballistics – "Hey Bob!"
"Hey. I just found your weapon. It's a 9mm." – He told her – "Oh, and congratulations! I heard you're staying"
"Yeah, thanks man." – She picked the report and walked back to the door – "I have to go meet Greg. There's DNA in here." – She said smiling to him – "Thank you for the weapon. See you!"
She reached for her cell and dialled a familiar number. "Brown." – The voice on the other side said.
"Hey, search for a 9mm."
"Okay. Page me when you found something with Greg."
"Sure." – She said and hung up. – "Hey Greg!"
"Oh, my favourite rookie. How are you?"
"I'm great. And I'll be even better if you give me something here…" – She told him, showing him the sample.
"What do you want?"
"DNA, and as fast as you can."
(Interrogation Room)
"I didn't do anything." – Tim said. – "We fought, that's true but I walked away and went home."
"So, you didn't follow Mr. Newton?"
"No. I've said this a thousands times. Can I go now?"
"No. We need your DNA first." – Warrick said, showing him the warn that they had.
"What if I don't give you?"
"You want to go to jail?" – Warrick challenged. The guy was silent – "I thought so. Open you mouth!"
After collecting the sample, Warrick turned to O'Riley – "I'll be right back."
"You can't keep me here and leave." – Tim protested
"Can't I?" – Warrick teased – "Watch me!" – He turned around and left the room.
(A little later)
"So?" – Morgan asked, anxious.
"It seems to me that Mr. 'Wolf' is going to spend his vacations on jail." – Greg said – "The DNA matches."
"Yes!" – She celebrated – "I'm going to tell Warrick. Thanks a lot, Gregy."
She knocked on the door and got inside the Interrogation Room – "Goodnight Mr. 'Wolf'"
"What do you want?"
"Hey, don't need to be rude." – She said, smiling ironically to him – "In fact, you're going to have many time to work on your manners… in prison." – She showed him the papers – "This is the DNA we got from the hairs that were on the victim. And this…" – She revealed another paper – "This is your DNA. As you can read there… well, I don't know if you can read, so I'll read it for you: it says that it's the same DNA which means that those are your hairs."
Just then, Warrick got in the room – "And the murder weapon is this one, that I just found in your apartment."
"As you can see, 'Wolf'… if you want to kill someone, you gotta do it properly. This means, leaving no clue... Or the wolf is caught." – She turned around and left the room as Warrick followed her, instructing the Detective to arrest that man.
"Good job with the hairs." – He said – "And I loved the way you talked to the guy, but it was a little too much. Try to control yourself next time okay?"
"Sure." – She said smiling.
"Oh, have I told you that we're going out celebrating after the end of the shift?"
"No." – She stopped – "Where are we going?"
"I don't know yet. We'll decide later, when everybody is free."
"Okay. Do you have anything more for me to do?"
"Nope. We're done for today rookie." – Warrick informed – "But that doesn't mean that it's always going to be like this."