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Chapter 3

Greg continued to watch his friend's car burn with his friends inside as two men ran up behind him. "What the hell happened to my car?" asked the Texan voice.

"Calm down, I'm sure Greg here knows, right?" said the African-American man.

"I was just coming out here to give Nick back his wallet…" started Greg.

"So that's where my wallet went," said the Texan as he reached down and took the wallet from Greg's hands.

"Anyway, when I came out here, I saw Nick's car burn with Nick… and… War… rick… in… side," said Greg as he turned around and saw Nick and Warrick standing behind him. "Nick? Warrick? But you were…" started Greg.

"Actually, Nicky here realized that he forgot his wallet in DNA and when he went there, he didn't see you or the wallet and as we walked out, we heard an explosion and we thought you were hurt," said Warrick.

Greg looked at his friends with a sense of happiness and confusion. "Well, now that we have that settled, Warrick, let's get into your car and head to Jason's house, shall we?"

Warrick nodded and turned to Greg. "Catch you later Greggo."

They each patted Greg on the shoulder and walked to Warrick's car. Greg sighed with relief and headed back to DNA to get to work on Ecklie's evidence. As he sat down, he called up Grissom. "Hey Grissom, its Greg. Nick's car just blew up."

"WHAT?" shouted Grissom.

"Nick is fine. Anyway, I think Jeff is behind it. Can you just come back and process the car?"

"I'm kinda busy Greg. How about you go and process the car. Think of it as some field work practice, got it?"

"Alright Grissom." Greg hung up the phone and grabbed his kit from beneath his desk and went to the garage. As he walked out to the car, he saw the flames already dead. That made it a little easier. Hopefully Grissom would send someone over to help him. He never worked a bomb before him. The only thing he knew about bombs were the chemicals in it. He put on a pair of gloves and began to work on the steaming car. As he touched the handle, he quickly pulled it away. The handle was still very hot. How was he going to work on a hot piece of evidence? So, he decided to sit off to the side and wait for it to cool down.

However, inside, Jeff had made it past the secretary and the people in the lab and began to head to DNA. He saw Greg gone and smiled. Perfect, he thought as he walked over to the desk. He saw all the evidence on the table and smiled again. "Such a shame all this evidence has to go to waste."

He then put his backpack down and brought out a glass of nitroglistern and placed it next to the hotplate under the fume-hood. Smiling, he turned on the hotplate and he quickly walked out front to the coffee shop across the street. As he sat down at the table, a waitress came up. "What can I get for you?"

"I'll have a cappuccino."

The waitress smiled and walked off as Jeff watched the lab carefully.

Finally, the car was cool enough and Greg got to work. He snapped plenty of photos and found little pieces of what looked like a pike bomb. Those were dangerous bombs and surprised that Jeff didn't set if off as he put the bomb in. Clearly Jeff was good at explosives. He tagged, printed, bagged and photographed everything in the car. Unfortunately, Nick's favorite Texas A&M bobble-head was in a billion pieces scattered around the car. Nick was not going to be very happy. Satisfied with what he got, Greg took everything and headed to Hodges in Trace. "Hey Hodges, can you run this stuff?" asked Greg.

"Why?"

"Because Nick's car exploded and he put me on the case to figure out what happened."

"Alright," said Hodges as he took the evidence and Greg walked out of the room. He then headed to his lab and pushed the play button on his stereo. Somebody once told me the world was going to roam me, I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed began to play through the room as Greg got to work on the DNA evidence on his desk. Hey now, you're an allstar, get your game on, go play. Hey now, you're a rockstar, get the show on, get paid, Greg sang as he put the evidence through. Then, the smell of burning plastic filled the room again. Before he could get out, the explosion sent him flying through the glass a second time. But unlike the first explosion, this one was bigger and sent debris flying everywhere.

Outside, Grissom and Sara had just arrived when they heard an explosion from inside. "Not again," said Grissom as he and Sara ran inside. The ran to DNA and saw a bigger explosion site than before and Greg nowhere to be found. "GREG!" shouted Sara as they began to run to the lab, but the were quickly rushed out by security officers with everyone else inside the building.

Across the street, Jeff smiled as he saw everyone rushed out of the building. He finished his cappuccino and let the bill on the table. He then got into his car and sped away again, waiting to see what was going to happen next and plan his next attack.

TBC...

OH NO! Another cliffy! Please R&R, Greg's life depends on it.