Note: I'm sorry it took me so long to update. I know I promised some of you guys to update in May but I was kinda busy with school and stuff, so sorry again.

I have to thank to my friend AnnaMorrison for huge help. I'm not native English speaker and this story is originally written in my native language - Czech. I got stuck in translating this and couldn't move on. She translated it for me (and I corrected it a bit). And I also please if there are some mistakes, don't be rude, I'm still learning.

And I also noticed that I forget to mention that I don't own the characters.

Chapter 4

Catherine woke up in the break room. It took her a while to recognise what she was doing here. She got up and went for a cup of coffee. Greg was still sleeping on the other sofa. She didnť want to disturb him so she went in the corridor. She heard a noise in the lab where she was processing Sam Darpano's clothes yesterday. She went there and saw Gil scanning trousers of the dead man.

„Are you mad? What are you doing?" she shouted at him.

„I'm trying to solve a case," said Grissom absolutelly calmly.

„You won't succeed in solving a case when you'll be in the hospital' You must be totally insane," Catherine fretted.

„Sara called. It seems that our victim robbed the goldsmithy but I haven't found anything on him."

„He could put everything into some bag and hide it."

But Grissom shook his head. „No. He was stabbed during the robbery. And more, Sara said that he kept stoling something for himself. And there's not even a small grit."

„Maybe there was someone quicker and Darpano interrupted him," Catherine thought.

„Uh… maybe. But something still doesn't match to me," said Grissom and started to think for a while.

„Did you even sleep?" Catherine asked and looked at him asquint. Gil didn't answer her but his face showed that he was awake whole night.

„Has something remained?" he pointed to the cup in her hands.

„No. You must make something more." Grissom walked around her but he turned around in the half of his way.

„It seems that someone overtook me," he said.

„Sleeping Beauty is awake?" Catherine smiled. Greg looked at her offendedly.

„You fell asleep first so logically you woke up first," he said and left the room.

„So his good mood is gone again?" Catherine asked Grissom. He just shrugged. Who can make Greg out?

The provisional lab didn't please the techs very much. Instead of separated rooms which were quite quiet whey got one big hall with old machines. Fortunately, it was possible to move the dead bodies to hospital's morgue. Nick was sitting by one desk and in front of him were unfolded photos of stolen jewelry. The owner of the shop gave them to the police because without their confirmation the insurance company wouldn't pay him the damage. Warrick and Sara have just returned from the scrutiny in victim's house. They brough a bag full of jewels which was missed definitely missed by someone.

„Having fun?" asked Warrick as he and Sara joined Nick.

„Nothing's bette than this. How about you?"

„He was really a collector. He had a treasure in every shelf. But nothing what would guide us to his accomplice," Sara said as she was looking at a picture of diamond neckless which looked like just for a princess.

„Thirty little diamonds and five brilliants. I would like it," Sara flipped over the neckless.

„Wait, I've seen this before…" Nick started to browse the registration book. „Here it is. If it's the same, and according to the book it is… it was bought one day before the robbery for 60 thousand dollars by…" Nick stopped and turned the book to allow his colleagues to read the name.

„Wow," Sara raised her eyebrow, „Mr. McRoy has to tell us a very long story."

Lincoln's Street was in the most expensive discrict of Las Vegas. House number 56 perfecty filled ideas of a dream home. Fence made of pales, white facade, red roof, mowed green grass and beside flowerbeds was a slide for children. They rang and maybe thirty-eight years old blonde with short hair opened the door. She looked to be surprised when she saw CSI's working vests.

„You are Mrs. McRoy?" Warrick asked.

„Yes. Has something happened?"

„We need to speak with your husband." The woman smiled awry.

„You're not alone in that. He's not here."

„And do you know when he'll back? Or where we could find him?" asked Sara. Mrs. McRoy turned around. By the kitchen table a boy around nine years was drawing. She thought that he doesnť listen to them, so she spoke again.

„Nath was overcame by middle-age crissis and run away with his secretary. I knew he had an affair with her but I've never believed he could left his own son because of some hydroperoxide blonde. I have no idea where he might be, but when you find him, tell him not to come back," she said angrily and slammed the door shut. The trio of CSIs was absolutely shocked for few seconds.

„That's exactly what I call lovelorn woman," said Nick.

Just when they turned to leave the door were opened again. That little boy stand there and he was still looking back irrosolutely.

„I know where daddy is. He sent me a letter. Mom doesn't know, I wasn't supposed to tell her," the boy whispered and pulled an envelope out of his pocket. Nick took it. The writing was folded many times and read again and again. The child obviously missed his dad very much. The letter was adressed straightly to little Tommy, not to Mrs. McRoy. And in the left upper corner was a logo of the Sphere hotel.

„I'm bored," said Greg from his place by the table and stretched his arms. Grissom, who was sitting by the same table and reading old magazines about criminology gave him the confiscated car. Greg took it and began to open and close driver's doors.

„Perhabs I would like to dig in some mess. I really don't know what to do. Would you believe me when I say that I miss the work?"

„Yes, we would." Grissom admitted.

„When I travel with Lindsey on a long journey in the car, we play word match." said Catherine, who was switching the canals in the TV just to realise that nothing is in it.

„Well, I won't risk it with you two." Greg laughed. In that moment, a reporter showed up in the screen and talked about quarantine in the lab.

„According to police sources, yesterday in the afternoon a man died in LVPD building. During the investigation was found out that the man was infected with the Legionella virus and the building was evacuated and closed. Four employees stay there in quarantine. People, who were in the building in the same time are in no danger…"

A receptionist took them to Mr. McRoy's room. They knocked on his door, but nobody answered. Other guests started to watch them curiously so the reception clerk rather used the spare key. When the CSIs entered the room, they found McRoy sitting on the floor leaning against the bed. He held a bottle of Scottish Whisky with minor portion in it and was full as a goog.

„Well… that's brilliant!" said Warrick as he looked at the drunk man.

„I don't think he's gonna tell us anything." thought Sara loudly.

„Just ask if you want." said Mr. McRoy and took a big swig.

„All right. Did you buy a diamond necklace in Todd Dickens's jewelry on 16th October?"

„Yeah. Patty was enthusiastic about it. For a while."

„Patty? Does she have a surname?" asked Nick.

„Patty Woods."

„And where is she now?" asked Sara, because there was no woman in the room.

„Gone. She took my money, credit cards and she disappeared. This is what she left me for a keepsake." said McRoy and took a necklace out of his pocket. Sara took it.

„Could we borrow it?" she asked.

„Of course you could. What would I do with it?"

„What do you know about Samuel Darpano," continued Warrick. The director of the research institute sobered up immediately.

„The quarantine that they talked about in the news… he was the dead one, wasn't he? That's why he didn't come for the money."

„For what money?" asked Nick

„He stole an ampoule in my company and said that he'll return it if he gets 60.000 dollars. He sent me a message, when and where I should bring it but he never came. Patty knew about it. She was the one, who convinced me to buy this for that money and run away with her. Oh, don't look at me like this, I know that was a stupid idea."

Yes that was, thought Sara, who meanwhile wrote a receipt for the jewelry they had to confiscate for awhile.

„You can come for the necklace in a few days." she said and they all left.

„Oh, he's an idiot. Poor kid." Nick fretted when they left the hotel.

„You can't do anything. I just wonder why the Beauty didn't pack this noble gift, too." said Warrick.

„No wonder she didn't take it." said Hodges, looking over the necklace. „If I'd find out that there are zircons instead diamonds…"

„It's spurious?" Sara interrupted him curiously.

„No, it's not. Zircon is a semi-precious stone and is in jewels, too. But it isn't so rare. It's even from carbon, just like a diamond. How much did he pay for it?"

„Sixty thousands. Much money for a refined stone." said Warrick. „Do you think that Patty knew what he's buying?"

To be continued....

Thanks for reading. I hope this time updating won't take me so long. Reviews are appreciated :-)