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Murder The Second
After receiving the message from Catherine, Grissom called Warrick to his office.
"Yeah Gris what's up?" Warrick asked, slowly coming into the office.
"You and me need to get to Circus Circus, right away, there's going to be or already has been a murder."
"What? How do you know there's going to be one?"
"Let's just say it's written in the blood." Grissom grabbed his LVPD jacket from the hook and left his office, Warrick close behind. The two CSIs grabbed their boxes, jumped in an SUV and drove off for Circus Circus. And what a scene they found there, at the entrance of the Canyon Blaster indoor rollercoaster ride, sat a ride train patiently waiting to be deployed, only it had a new hood ornament, a human head. An arm seemed to be wrapped around the wheels of the train and various other parts littered the ride station, and as in the murder at the Luxor the scene was smothered in blood. Quickly the two CSIs got to work on analysing the scene, looking for trace evidence everywhere they could think of. Grissom swabbed several sections of blood for future reference whilst Warrick got to work checking over the head and other bits. Their collective discoveries? Nothing. The two men got up and looked at each other utterly defeated, they had completely scoured the scene and all they had come up with was that the victim had be killed on the track by the train.
"Man, there's so little evidence the culprit probably did this in one of those sealed fumigation suits!"
"I know what you mean Warrick, every crime scene has something to show, but this is just empty, there's no prints hiding, no fibres or hairs, just nothing." Grissom looked around, sighing as he did so, Warrick watched for a second, but soon turned his attention back to the train.
"Come on, you've gotta be hiding something… Show me what it is…" Warrick was mumbling to himself, when he spotted something, smeared on the underside of one of the seat restraints. "Hey Gris… I think you'd better take a look at this…"
"What is it?" Grissom asked as he clambered over track to reach his colleague.
"Well take a look at this," said Warrick shining his flashlight up at the underside of the restraint. Written in blood was another message, this time it read:
Well there you go great CSIs you have now seen two examples of my lovely killing methods… Don't you think it would be a shame if one of these fates were to befall your young gun here? I mean how unfortunate if he found himself in pieces in different casinos? Or perhaps you'll find his body, ripped to pieces by various things… Oh well who's to say eh? One never knows how one is to die, unless of course it is premeditated as your downfall will be. Be warned CSIs one toe out of line and trust me, your little Greg will feel it…
Mark My Words…
"What are you making of this Warrick?"
"All I can say is that either whoever did these whacked out murders is also the creep who's behind swiping Greg… or someone knows a little too much about our inner workings."
"Fascinating isn't it… How the killer leaves no trace of himself anywhere… It's almost as if he's not here…"
"And yet these are the kind of killings that are usually brimming with evidence…"
"Your conclusion Warrick?"
"I'd say these murders have been planned right from the start, every detail covered… Whoever did these must spend an awful lot of time in here and in the Luxor to get this much information…"
"I'd agree with you Mr Warrick, now I'll make the call to get these pieces taken to the morgue and when I'm done, we shall go back to the lab, we need to have a talk with the team…" Once Grissom had made the call the two CSIs made the trip back to the lab. The journey back took considerably less time thanks to Warrick's more than adequate driving skills.
Back at the lab Grissom and Warrick were soon joined by Nick, Sara and Catherine. All eyes were on the supervisor, as they waited for him to speak.