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'I'm here to ask you some questions,' Greg said.
Luciano tried to say something, but in the end he just said that Greg should sit down somewhere. Greg dropped himself to Luciano's bed. He took out his notebook.
'So, Luciano... You're dating Luke, right?' was Gregs first question. Luciano answered with a short nod. 'And for how long?' Luciano shrugged: 'Dunno, something like 4 months I think... Maybe longer.'
'All right. And what do you know about Amy von Friesen?' Luciano looked at the floor, and shook his head. 'Not much,' he said. 'I know she's a girl at our school, and she used to date Luke before I did… I don't know a lot about her.' Greg wrote the answer down again. 'Do you know anybody who'd kill her? Luke for instant?' Greg asked him. Luciano looked up, quite shocked.
'Luke would never kill somebody,' he said. 'But I don't know...' He looked at the floor, counting the many dots at it. 'But I don't think it was anybody at this house. I mean, mum and dad are just to soft, Manuel is a kid, and so is Jia... Gabriel'd rather kill Luke or me and...' Luciano cleared his troath, trying not to cry. Djeez, why was he so sensitive? He looked up, wiping the tears out of his eyes. 'May I ask you something, sir?' he asked Greg. 'What'd you do, when your own brother would treat you like dirt?'
Meanwhile, Nick was still downstairs, drinking his 6th cup of coffee. Luke and he were watching Discovery Channel. 'Wonder what's Greg's all doing upstairs,' Nick said, after trowing a look at the clock on the wall. It was almost two hours ago since the blond CSI went upstairs. Luke shrugged. 'Dunno, I can take a look if you want to? Mum'll be there in a minute too, I guess.'
'Yeah, maybe it's good to know why it takes so long.' Luke stood up, and nodded. 'I'll be right back,' he said, and climbed the stairs. Once he reached the upperfloor, he opened Luciano's door. He saw that Luciano lied on his back, on his bed, and that Greg was going trough Luciano's bookcloset. Luke cleared his troath, making Greg straighten up and turning around. 'Sht,' he did. 'Luciano's asleep. He cried the livin' shit outta him.' Okay, what the hell has that Greg bloke done to my boyfriend? Luke thought, but nodded only. 'Would you come down? Nick's kinda waiting for you, I guess. And the others will be home in a few-oh, they are home.' Greg nodded.
'Okay, I'll go downstairs. Can you take care of Luciano for a while? He's been mumbling things in his sleep,' Greg said, before he left. Luke sighed. Not again those nightmares...
Right when Greg came downstairs again, the whole family, the Smiths, he guessed, came inside. The woman talked with a British accent to the two smaller kids. She had black hair, blue eyes and she was pregnant. Her husband was more like Gabriel and Luciano: he had a brown and a green eye, blond hair, and he was silent. The black haired boy was deffinatly theirs, with his small body, and two different eyecolors. The girl wasn't, Greg thought that'd be from the other's living in the house. She looked a bit Italian to Greg, with her dark eyes and white teeth.
After all the talking was done, Nick and Greg were heading home again. Nick drove, and Greg was staring at the landscape. He was thinking about Mary Jane, who was 38, but still hoped to have the little girl she always wanted to have, since her daughter, she had at 16, died when she was only 2 days old. Virgina, was her name. And he thought of Luke and Luciano, who came downstairs after a while, Luke holding Luciano close, Luciano with a smile on his face, and red eyes from crying.
Nick was already thinking of the next step in the investigation. He simply couldn't wait to get back to the lab, to process all the evidence they had found at the Crime Scene. Maybe Sara'd already have some results...