Chapter Fifty One

Is there somebody out there?

To make things wrong

To make things right

And I feel that there's somebody out there.

The Calling – Somebody Out There

Lindsey was hard at work in the lab, analysing the strip of tape when I opened the door and stepped inside. She looked up briefly greeting me with a welcoming smile, before reverting back to the microscope.

"Any word from Danny?" I asked hopeful. Lindsey shook her head without looking up.

"Any idea…" I didn't even get the sentence out before she shook her head again. She turned her attention to me, leaning against the table from her seat.

"He took a phone call and asked me to cover him." She stated before I could ask anymore questions.

"What about your own case?" I asked raising an eyebrow. Lindsey made a face.

"Hawkes says he's got it covered." I nodded gratefully slipping into the stool across from her for a five second breather.

"You think we should tell Mac?" Lindsey asked, I knew she was trying to do the right thing. Danny had put us in a predicament. I sighed shaking my head.

"If we don't hear from him before the end of the shift, I'll tell him." I reasoned. Lindsey gave me a relieved look.

"So what do we have?" I asked referring to the case. I was hoping for good news.

"The tape's standard parcel tape, but it is interesting, it was covered in chemicals, I did a search and it came back as the same on the swab Danny gave me, it turns out their industrial cleaning supplies." Lindsey told me. I watched her as she held up an empty evidence envelope.

"Danny also found some gum in one of the foot prints, I sent it to the DNA lab for analysis, they're a little backed up by Mac and Stella's case right now." She shuddered.

"Lots of biological, I told them to give you a call when the results came through." I beamed at her thoughtfulness, standing up.

"That's great, thanks for that Lindsey and for everything today." I told her grateful watching her as she left the lab. I didn't even have the chance to sit down again as Flack accosted me within seconds of Lindsey leaving, the file in his hand.

"How bad?" I asked as he slapped the report down in front of me.

"Read it." he slid it towards me. I picked it up scanning it. Standing up I threw my coat on and gave Flack a mischievous smile.

"Up for a treasure hunt?"