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"Ah, what do we have here?" Hawkes said, as he looked over at a couple of safety deposit boxes. "Stella, look at this."

"What you got?" she asked, as she came up to his side, only to freeze, when she spotted the boxes. "Okay, don't touch any of those. We don't know what's in them."

"Meaning they could either have diamonds and snakes in them or explosives."

"Yeah, call the bomb squad and Mac."

"On it," Hawkes replied as he pulled out his cell phone and dialed Mac. "This day is just getting more interesting."

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"I can't not believe I'm stuck in the vault with the two of you," Stan growled, causing Danny and Lindsay to look over at him. "This is not my day."

"Oh, and like we wanted to be in here as well," Danny pointed out. "Being in a vault with an armed man, safety deposit boxes full of diamonds and snakes, or ones with explosives."

"Well, it's just been that kind of day, I didn't plan to get shot."

"What you planned to walk out?" Lindsay asked. Danny smirked, as he looked over at her. She had gone over to the other side of the vault and began to look at some of the deposit vault to see if there had been a pattern to the ones that had been choosen. "Like it was normal day at work?"

"Something like that." A smirk crossed Stan's face. "We had it all planned. It was supposed to work, but than it didn't. Dylan missed up. He freaked out, and shot me."

"Bet that pissed you off." Lindsay took a step back to get a better look at the boxes and from when a clicking sound made her turn to see Danny messing with his camera.

"Sorry," he muttered, as he came up to her side. "You see a pattern yet?"

"No, you?" She shivered again, from the cold. She quickly tried to put it out of her mind. It was better not to think about it. "They took them all at random."

"Maybe we should ask Stan, he was part of this whole bank robbery."

"Like I would help you out," Stan huffed, causing the CSIs to turn to look at him. "That's not going to happen any time soon."

"Oh, but we have ways to getting you to talk," Danny smirked, as he went over to his side, grabbed his arm, and yanked him to his feet. "Now you're going to help us, and once we get out of here, we're not going to let all our co-workers are you at once."

"That would be a good thing," Lindsay pointed out, as Danny brought Stan over to her side. "Okay, was a certain pattern to the boxes?"

"No," Stan replied, as he looked over at her, with an evil glare. "No certain pattern. We just got a list from a guy."

"Did you know what was in the boxes?"

"Kinda. We knew some had diamonds, some had drugs, and I think one had a hand in it."

"A human hand?" Lindsay turned to face Stan. "Someone's hand."

"Yeah, some guy's hand got chopped off and put in one of the boxes."

"Okay," Danny said, as he looked over at Lindsay. "What about the explosives?"

"We brought them in some of the empty ones so that we could blow the boxes out. Guess we forgot one on the way out."

"Yeah, ya did." Danny then shot a glance over at the boxes. "How many were in your crew?"

"Five guys, excluding me."

"We'll need their names."

"And when they learn that I ratted them out, I'm gonna be a dead man. I don't think so."

"Stan, you're all ready a dead man."

"What makes you think that?" Stan asked, as he looked over at Danny.

"You attacked a Police Officer."

"Oh, right, I forgot about that." Lindsay let out a small huff, as she rolled her eyes and went up to put a hand on the boxes only to quicky yank it away. "What's wrong, darling?"

"The boxes are warm. What did you do to them to get them out to the wall?"

"We used explosives to blow them out. Why?"

"Because the boxes are warm to the touch." Danny released his hold on Stan and he teetered for a few seconds before slipping to the floor. Danny came up to her side and touched the wall. "See, that shouldn't be. They should have cooled down by now. Even with the temperature being so cold in here."

"Yeah, some things not right." He then turned his attention back to Stan. "You sure your guys didn't put a bomb in the boxes?"

Stan's eyes grew wide with fear. "I don't know," he replied, as he tried to get to his feet, a very hard task to do when your hands and feet are tied behind your back. "They could have."

"Oh, that's comforting to know," Danny muttered, as he reached into his pocket for his cell phone. "I think now would be a good time to call Mac and tell him about our little situation."

"Oh, I bet he's going to love this."

"Oh, I'm he is."

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Flack looked up when Mac's cell phone went off and he answered it. "Hello, Danny," Mac answered, as they continued to walk. "What? They might have put a bomb in the safety deposit boxes. Oh, that just made our day worse."

"Ya think?" Danny asked, as he looked over at Stan.

"Does Stan know for sure?" Mac asked, as Flack and Mac came up to Hawkes and Stella's sides to see more safety deposit's boxes and Mac frowned. "Ah, we have more safety deposit boxes here."

"You do? Know what's in them? Stan said that some had diamonds in them, some had drugs, and one had a human hand in it."

"A real hand?"

"Yep. I think it's kinda creepy. Points to the guy who finds it. The boxes on the walls here are warm to the touch."

"That's not normal. That bank robbery was hours ago and with the temperature at what it is, they should be freezing to the touch."

"Yeah. We kinda figured that out. Stan doesn't know what they did to them. He said they used explosives to blow them out, but doesn't know if they put a bomb in the boxes after he got shot."

"Well, the bomb squads on the way. Keep talking to Stan. We're working on the boxes out here. Keep in touch."

"Will do." Danny flipped his phone shut and looked around. "Don't touch the walls and we're suppose to talk to Stan some more."

"Oh, goodie," Lindsay said, as she looked over at him. "Just what I wanted to."

"Hey, I'm not that bad of a guy."

"You robbed a bank."

"And got shot while doing it.

"That's because you're not the best bank robber in the world."


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