Disclaimer: I own NOTHING familiar. All of it belongs to CBS. Any relation to a real life character or situation is a coincidence, because I made up the plot. But I wish I did. I REALLY wish I owned New York and Miami.

HAHA. The disclaimer's first again. XD I have to say… the interview in this chapter might be a little weird… weird in the sense of not as good as the first one.

Horatio, Stella, Mac, and Detective Sgt. Frank Tripp arrived at a relatively large house in Coral Gables. The four walked to the front of the house. Mac stared at the doorknob. There was a bobby pin hanging out of it. Frank pounded on the oak door.

"Miami-Dade PD! Open up!" Silence.

"No answer," Frank said. Mac pulled the bobby pin out of the doorknob.

"It's been picked," Mac said. They pulled out their guns because Seth Bryson could be in that house.

"One…two…three!" Horatio yelled. On three, Frank kicked the door open.

"Miami-Dade PD!" Frank yelled again. Again, there was silence. The four searched the house, guns still in hand. A couple of minutes later, Stella found something.

"Mac, Horatio!" she called from where she was in the house. The three men went over to her. What they saw made them put their guns away. Lying on the floor was the body of Andrew Fuller.

"How'd he find out that we were coming to question him?" Frank asked in his Texan drawl.

"I don't think he knew we were looking for him," Mac said. "This guy's a serial killer. Maybe Fuller was next on his list."

"You think Bryson is targeting every one of his college classmates?" Stella asked.

"Andrew!" a woman's voice called out. "I'm home!"

Horatio walked to the front of the house to see who it was.

"An--" the woman began. Then she saw Horatio standing there. "Oh. I was looking for my husband. Are you a friend of his?"

"Mrs Fuller, I'm Lt. Caine. I'm with the Miami-Dade PD," Horatio introduced himself.

The look on Mrs Fuller's face changed to one of worry. "Oh. Is there something wrong Lieutenant?"

Horatio looked at the woman, "I'm sorry, Mrs Fuller, but your husband was found dead today."

Now the expression on the woman's face was one of grief. "But… how?" she whispered.

Mac entered the room. "Horatio." Horatio walked over to Mac.

"Tripp called your ME and your team. They're on their way," he informed him. Mac looked at the grief-stricken woman standing behind Horatio. He was about to walk back to Stella and Frank when something shiny caught his eye. He noticed that Mrs Fuller was wearing the same bracelet that Lauren O'Connell was wearing during her interrogation.

Horatio's eyes followed Mac's gaze, but the Miami CSI couldn't understand why he was staring at the bracelet. "Something going on?" Horatio asked.

"You should bring her in for questioning," Mac said. "Seth Bryson gave her that bracelet."

Horatio raised an eyebrow. "How do you know?"

"Bryson gave witnesses to any of his murders a bracelet, and that looks exactly like the one he gave a witness in New York. Whoever received one was told to keep quiet about the murder," Mac explained.

Horatio nodded. "I'll tell Tripp to bring her in.

"Mrs Fuller, that's a pretty bracelet," Horatio said. He and Mac were in an interrogation room with Mrs Bethany Fuller. "Where did you get it?"

Mrs Fuller looked at the floor. "My husband bought it for me on my birthday," she said.

"Really? Well, I have a different theory," Mac said. "Seth Bryson, your husband's murderer, gave those bracelets to anyone who witnessed the killing. Anyone who received one was told to keep quiet about it, so why don't you change your story?"

Mrs Fuller bit her lip. "Andrew and I knew Seth from college. Sure, we never talked to him, but we would always remember him as Miami-Dade U's loner. I never pictured him as the type to do this."

"Where were you when you witnessed the murder?" Horatio asked.

"I'm an actress for the community theatre downtown. I had just come home from play practice. The door was left halfway open,"

Bethany Fuller walked up the stairs to her home. She notices the oak door is halfway open.

"I know Andrew very well, he would never leave the door open that wide. He would never leave it open at all. I hear the TV running, so I figure that Andrew must be in the living room, watching football. I walk into the living room and see Seth repeatedly stabbing Andrew,"

She walks into the living room. "Oh, it's another score for the Giants!" the television says in the background. Mrs Fuller sees Seth Bryson kneeling on the floor stabbing her husband. She gasps in shock and fright.

"Then he saw me standing there like a deer caught in headlights. He pulled this bracelet out of his pocket and told me not to say a word or he'd kill me. He knew where I lived. Then, Seth took out a hundred bucks and told me to hang out at the mall for two hours so I wouldn't be home when the cops came,"

Seth Bryson walked over to Mrs Fuller, frozen in fear. He pulls out an expensive diamond bracelet. "Here you go, Beth. You better not say a word about this. I know where you live, remember? I'll kill you, so you better not speak."

Mrs Fuller gulped and nodded. Seth reached for his pocket again and pulls out a hundred-dollar bill. "Go hang out at the mall or something. You better not be here when the cops come."

"Of course I obliged. I didn't want to get killed. Not like the way Andrew…" the woman trailed off and stared out the window.

"Okay, Mrs Fuller, we're going to need you to tell us if you recognize these people," Mac said. He pushed the autopsy pictures of the New York victims and the Miami vic to Mrs Fuller.

She studied the people in the pictures. "Yeah. I know every single one of them. They were part of a group Andrew was in. The 'big group on campus' you could call it," she said.

"You weren't a part of this group?" Horatio asked.

Mrs Fuller shook her head. "No, Andrew and I weren't friends at the time. The only time he talked to me was during graduation. We started dating after graduation."

"Do you remember what that group did?" Mac asked.

"Of course," the widow said. "Like I said, they were the big group on campus. You could also call them 'Miami-Dade U's bullies'. They usually targeted loners or nerds. They called them then 'loony' or 'geek'."

"Did they have a specific target?" inquired Horatio.

"Yeah, they always liked to go after Seth Bryson," Mrs Fuller said. Mac and Horatio gave each other a look. Mrs Fuller put two and two together. "Oh no. Is that why Seth killed Andrew?"

"It's a possibility," Mac said. Mrs Fuller looked at the floor, grief written all over her face.

"We're going to need the names of the remaining members of the group," Horatio told her.

"Uh, I think there were the Bourgeois twins, Bridgette and Henri, and there was also Lucas Raimone," Mrs Fuller said.

"Thank you ma'am, you can go now. The officer will lead you out," Horatio said. A female officer told Mrs Fuller to follow her.

Mrs Fuller stood up and left. When she lifted her foot to take a step, Mac saw the underside of her shoe for only a second. He could have sworn that he saw blood on the bottom of it.


Woohoo, ten chapters! So yeah, R&R please and have a nice day!

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