Chapter 9

Grissom and Nick landed in Miami and got off the plane as quickly as possible. They were in the terminal looking for someone they have never seen before.

"Gris, how are we supposed to find someone when we don't know what they look like?" Nick asked searching the building for someone who he thought would looked kind of like Grissom. Older, with grey-ish hair, tired look on their face.

"We look for someone who is also looking for someone they don't know. He will look just as confused as we do." Grissom said, walking towards a man he thought may be Horatio.

They walked up to a man with red hair, his posture looked very unforgettable. He looked so calm and collected. Grissom walked forwards, "Are you Horatio Caine?"

Horatio took off his sunglasses, "Yes, you must be Gil Grissom," he said shaking hands. He looked at Nick, "You must be one of his CSIs." He also shook his hand.

Nick smiled back, "Nick Stokes."

Horatio brought the two men back to the awaiting hummer. Nick jaw dropped, "Hey, nice ride!" He turned to Grissom, "Hey, Gris, why can't we get a car like this for the lab?"

Grissom looked from Nick then to Horatio who let out a small chuckle, "You can try suggesting it to Ecklie. Though, he'd probably fire you and use that money to give us these."

The smile on Nick's face went away.

Horatio interrupted them, "Okay, what have you found out about the CSIs location so far?"

Grissom looked at him and replied, "His name is Sean Jones. He lives at 1749 Coconut Grove."

Horatio nodded, "Okay, I have a ransom note left at Calleighs house. It says he wants one million by noon on Thursday or he will kill them both."

Nick spoke up trying to lighten the mood, "The good news is that they are both smart women. I'm sure they have found some way to work together and get out."

They arrived at the lab. Horatio drove the hummer down to the parking garage and got out of the car. "Let's go talk in my office."

Horatio brought them into his office. Nick was imagining an office closely resembling Grissom's. Something everywhere. Grissom was interested in bugs so he had bugs and experiments in his office. To Nick, Horatio looked like the kind of guy who would have all his trophies displayed, his plaques up on the wall.

They entered his office and there was nothing. There were no plaques, no trophies. Just a desk and some chairs. Almost like no one ever went inside.

Nick sat down in one of the chairs while Grissom stood by the door. Horatio sat behind the desk.

Horatio started, "This is the note left by Calleigh. It is her writing and her signature. I think he forced her to write it."

Nick spoke up now, "Same with Sara. It was her writing and her signature. It's not like her to just quit like that though."

"Her apartment looked untouched. He caught Sara by surprise. She didn't have a chance to fight back." Grissom started.

Horatio looked up, "Same with Calleigh. The only thing out of place was the sandwich still left on her kitchen table. The odd thing though. Her gun was sitting right beside her. If he had nothing and she could have reached for a gun. I know Calleigh would have won."

Grissom continued, "He had Sara's gun. He must have come up behind Calleigh and put the gun to her head."