Jessica Steppstepp7

Mrs. Cole

Directed English Studies II

10/8/07

Sara, Nick, and Greg's Case

Sara, Nick, and Greg walked into the front room of three-floor house. The floor in front of them was blood all over the floor and some on the wall too. Jim Brass walked over into the entranceway.

"Be careful where you walk," Jim warned. The 3 CSIs nodded their heads and walked towards Jim. "There is one body, Mimi Newport. Once you see here, you will be wondering were all the blood comes from."

Nick asked, "Jim, what do you mean?"

"You will see," Jim responded. Greg, Nick, and Sara passed glances. Jim led them to the kitchen. On the floor was Mimi; Sara walked over to her. She kneeled down by Mimi's side to see what happened to her.

"Gun shot at the right temple," Sara said.

"You are joking, right?" Greg asked. Sara glace at Greg with a face that said 'Try me buddy. I'm a woman and I have a gun. I'm not scared to hurt you at all.' Greg muttered "Sorry" and Sara got a every happy face and turned her attention on Mimi, who had on a skirt that went half way down her thigh and a top that was see through. Sara started to take pictures of Mimi.

Nick tapped Greg's shoulder and Greg turned around to look at Nick. Nick pointed to the entrance way and they both walked over and looked at the room. Neither one moved to get started with getting the blood simples.

"One gunshot wound," Sara yelled to the boys.

David walked into the house. "Sara with the body?" Dived asked. Nick and Greg continue to look at the room and nodded. "Sara, Nick and Greg can't talk, so where are you?" David yelled.

"I'm in the kitchen, David. Just go through the hallway behind Nick and Greg," Sara yelled back.

David walked past Nick and Greg. Nick coughed and they stayed still.

"Okay, one gunshot in the other room could, no, will not ever do this. There has to be more bodies that were moved or something," Nick said to break the silence. Greg squinted at the wall farthest away. He then carefully walked over to the wall.

"Mimi and six other girls," Greg said.

"That helps us how," Nick said. Greg stood looking at the wall. Jim walked in toe the room with his cell phone in hand.

"Yeah, Gil don't worry…yep…yeah they are here now…Better moods? What do you mean? Oh, Sara gave an evil look to Greg but who doesn't? Yeah don't worry Gil. Everything is fine…Yeah, Bye," Jim closed his phone and looked up. He saw Nick and Greg in the room.

"Greg, sorry about what I said," Jim sorely.

"Huh? Oh hello Jim. When did you get in here and why are you sorry?" Greg asked.

"Gregg, Jim, was zoning out and looking at a picture of Mimi and 6 other girls," Nick explains to Jim.

"Was there anyone here when you got here, Jim?" Greg wondered.

"No, the neighbors called it in. They said they heard a gunshot," Jim replied.

Greg looked towards the stairs. Carefully he walked over and started up them. Sara walked into the room quietly.

"David," Sara said, Greg jumped because she was unaware she was in there. Sara continues on, "rolled over the body and found the gun in her right hand. The wound is in the right temple. There is one bullet casing in the kitchen. But there are no bullets in the gun. Greg, where are you going?"

"There is way too much room here for one person. Over by the door is a picture of Mimi and six other girls, possible roommates. I'm going to go upstairs and take a look upstairs. Nick, are you going to help me or start down here with the blood samples?"

Nick walked over to the wall facing the door. He bent down to take blood samples. Every time he took 5 steps, he took a new simple on each of his sides. He put a yellow cone on the ground to mark where he got a sample. After he did this five times, he looked around the room.

"People, don't just stand around; we have to work. This is going to take me a long time to do. So, will one of you two help me?" Nick asked. He looked at Sara with a pleading face.

"Nick no! I'm coving the kitchen and then I'm going back to the lab to be 'interviewed' by Warrick. He called before I came into the room. Sorry, Nick," Sara said and returned to the kitchen. Nick looked over at Greg, hoping he would help him and forget about upstairs.

"I'll try but I'm going to take my time upstairs," Greg responded. Greg headed upstairs. Nick sighed and continued his work.

Upstairs with Greg

Greg opened a door unsure of what he would find. The bed was made; clothes thrown on the floor, a mirror/desk filled with pictures on the sides of it and makeup on the desk. Greg took a deeper look at the pictures.

Most of them were of the six girls. Some were of boys with one of the girls. Greg looked down at the desk and saw a letter. Greg took pictures of it and with his gloves on, picked it up and read it:

'Stacy,

Baby, I love you and you know I will do anything for you. Considering all I have done. But do you really want me to do that? Mimi is not worth it. I know you two are not the best of friends or sisters forever but still. KILLING HER!

Why not just move in with me?

I know, it sounds like I'm trying to watch over her. She is dating my brother. He is stopping the drugs just for her. He is the happiest we have ever seen him.

Baby, you know I love you. I love you no matter what. Just let me know what is going on.

Love you lots baby,

Chad"

Greg looked at the top and saw that were the date went was covered with nail polishes. Stacy was Mimi's sisters; maybe the other five are sisters too. Greg pulled out a notebook and made notes of what he took out of the room.

There were three other rooms on the floor. The room right across from Stacy's room had a message broad on it. 'Carrie and Brittany' was written across the top. Below the names was a picture of a blonde haired girl whose arms were wrapped around a blacked haired girl's neck. The blacked haired girl's arms were around the blonde's waist.

Messages ran across the broad. On the side the blonde's back was on, messages were for Carrie. Most were calls from girls wanting to know if she was free. On the other side were messages for Brittany, most of guys wanted to get some drug connections.

Greg entered the room. The bed was made, clothes into neat pails on the floor, one dresser for both of them, one closet, one mirror/desk, and two sets of makeup.

Greg took some pictures and left the room. For some reason Greg was rushing. Why? He didn't know…he didn't want to help Nick. The next room was a bathroom. It was clean and there was nothing there. The shower certain was missing; all the towels were gone too. All he could find were the toothbrushes and grabbed them for DNA.

Sara came upstairs and said, "Greg, I'm going. Want to have an update?"

"Yeah, sure," Greg said, not paying too much attention. He put the four toothbrushes in different bags.

"Ok," Sara said with a sigh, "David, roll the body and the gun was under her."

"I knew that," Greg said rudely.

"Oh, Nick said you were zoning out bad so yeah. I thought I would tell you. Nick has half the room done…and 50 samples. He might need more…" Sara said.

"Yeah ok. Want to know what I have?" Greg broke in.

"Um…ok sure," Sara said trying to rush out.

"Stacy is Mimi's sister; I got a letter from Stacy's boyfriend about killing Mimi and her hairbrush. I got hair simples off the pillows from Carrie and Brittany room that happen together. I have four toothbrushes from this bathroom. Stacy's, Carrie's, and Brittany's and the fourth are unknown. I have one more room on this floor then the ones on the next floor. Good luck," Greg finished looking up at Sara's face.

"Thanks and to you, too, when you go," Sara said. Sara walked down the stairs and left with Jim to go back to the lab.

Greg crossed the hall into the next room. Everything in there was all red and black. The bed was messed up, clothes everywhere that it can be, makeup was all over the place. And the mirror was broking and there was blood on it. Greg took a sample of it. A book was covered with the words 'AJ and Alice 4 ever'. On the bed was an order form for a yearbook. A high school kid Greg thought. He sighed. As he walked out he saw a pregnancy test and it was negative. After finding Alice's hairbrush, Greg went up to the next floor.

The first room he entered was the bathroom. Once again, the shower certain was gone and the room was empty expect for the toothbrushes. Greg got them and moved on.

The room across the hall was perfectly clean. Sheets for every day, widow certain to go with it, make up in perfect lines and floor clean with clothe in the dresser. Over the bed was the name Isabella.

Greg searched and searched but he couldn't find anything. Isabella's room was very clean. He couldn't even find the hairbrush. There was hopefully a lot of DNA on her toothbrush.

'MIMI' was written on a paper on the door. Mimi's room was a lot like Stacy's room. Greg looked over the pictures on her mirror. Most of them were of a boy…most likely Chad's brother and some of Carrie and Mimi. On Mimi's bed are two notes.

The first one said:

"Mimi,

You can't let Stacey find this note. She will kill me. She hates you, Mimi. Mostly because your mom chose to give you the house and not her. I care about you, Mimi, hint why I'm telling you.

You have changed Michael so much. He is stopping the drugs. He is happy now and drinks less. My mom loves you, Mimi, for doing this. She can't talk yet but she signed it to me. Michael loves you.

Thanks, Chad"

Note number two:

"Babe Mimi,

The sunlight goes away but you are my moon. I have you and light will follow me where I go. Gosh, honey, I can't wait for three more weeks. I'm out of rehab. Whatever we do, let's stay way from my old clubs. Well, most of them. Yours we can always go to.

I'm thinking now I'm off the drugs, you should try to stop, too. Baby, honey, I love you and I think you should. I feel better without them.

I need to stop writing. Lights out. I love you dear. It is up to you if you stop or not. I'll support you no matter what. I'm not going to join you trough.

Love you ever and ever my light,

Michael

P.S. When I get out, will we be getting married? I have a friend I want to come"

Greg put the notes into two bags. He grabbed the hairbrush and headed out. The last door he opened, he sighed with relief.

Bed made, pailes of clothes on the floor, some clothes away; some on the bed and paint cans on the floor. The bed moved the things that belonged alone the one wall. On the wall there were flowers, trees, and fairies painted on. Kris was signed underneath it. He took pictures and got the hairbrush and headed down stairs.

"Nick, you almost done?" Greg asked.

"3, 4, 5," Nick counted out loud and got the two samples he need. He looked up at Greg. "Now I am. I have 100 samples. Who is in preceding tonight?"

"Wendy," Greg responds.

"Oh sorry, Wendy," Nick said. Nick and Greg walked out to the car and headed back to the lab.