"Ok the fun is over we got a couple of calls. Danny, Rose and Lindsay there is a body in the Bronx just for you three. Sheldon you and Stella have a body in the Museum." Mac said then left us to do our jobs. I shrugged and went to grab my kit. The three of us walked to the garage and got into our cars. I looped my leg over the bike and started it up. I slammed my case against the frame of my Monster. I custom made it so there were hidden compartments all over my little toy. Danny and Lindsay watched me and really didn't know what to say. "Hey Daisy you know how to ride one of those things?" Danny yelled at me. I smirked at him and put my helmet back on. Lucky for me I worked on all of my things to be the top of the line. My helmet's screen was almost like a computer. It showed me the way to the crime scene. I drove off leaving Messer and Monroe behind. When we came to a light I looked at the car next to me to see Messer driving. I pulled up the visor of my helmet and winked at him. He smirked and just shook his head. I put my visor back down and once the light was green I sped off to the crime scene.

(Scene)

I took my helmet off and got off my bike. I grabbed my kit and waited for the others to show up. Once they did I smirked and started to walk down an ally. A man was there waiting for me. "Well hello hello CSI." I just stared at him and continued to the body. Young female nailed to the wall. Her neck slit open, rail road spikes through her wrists and legs, her crotch bleeding through her pants and her eyes were wide open. As if she was alive when this happened. "Jesus what happened to her?" Asked Monroe. "She was crucified but by who and why we don't know." The man said again. "Vicaro who called it in?" asked Danny. This Vicaro character didn't rub me the right way. He was just really slimy to me. I bent over and started to collect trace while Lindsay started to take pictures of the woman. "You have any idea Fawkes?" yelled Danny. "Yeah. Someone who thinks that she disgraced God so badly that she should be punished." I replied. I took a breath and continued. "This murderer is very smart. Smart and dangerous. It will take time and determination that most people don't have." "Why do you say that Rose?" Lindsay questioned me while she took another picture. "The man who did this tried to do it to me as well. He was my foster father."