PART 4: Miami Style
"Hi Ryan." Ducky said as he looked up from the dead agent he had just done a post mortem on.
Wolfe liked the elder man and rather enjoyed the stories he told. "Hi Dr Mallard. What was Agent Voyuer's C.O.D.?" The medical examiner sighed. "Gunshot wound to the back of the head at close range. He bled to death." Ryan nodded. As much as he was a little screamish, this was his job back in Miami. Only he and the team worked using the physical evidence rather than the circumstantial evidence. While looking at the victim, Ryan noticed the lack of defensive wounds. "He hadn't seen it coming. The lack of defensive wounds would suggest that the killer, who we would assume is Bayer, had taken down the federal agent and not given him time to defend himself with a bullet straight to the head." "Good observation." Ducky stated, realising it too.
"Would you be so kind as to get this to Abby?" The young CSI was handed the tub that contained the bullet. It looked like the same caliber from the pistol. He could use a bullet from the bullpen to see if it matched.
"Thanks Ducky!" He smiled, leaving autopsy. Ryan refused to rest until he had both of them either locked up behind bars or dead in autopsy. There was no other way. Otherwise he'd be the one being sent back to Miami with a tag on his foot.
Dr Mallard was quite fond of the CSI. He didn't come storming in and almost give him a heart attack. Or enter quietly and cause a fright. Ryan was much quieter than the other visitors they had from time to time. He was the polar opposite of Agent DiNozzo. But some things made them similar and easy to tell they were related. Mostly when they bickered in Italian. Wolfe was a scientist, so unlike the agents, he would be more open to attention to detail on the cause of death and the impressions. If there were any defensive wounds. How it could've happened. That did amuse the doctor.
Ryan arrived at Abby's lab with the tub in one hand and the Caf-Pow! in the other. "What do you have for me Wolfe?" Wolfe handed over the caffeine filled drink and held up the bullet fragment. "Can I use your microscope..?" Scuito smiled widely. "You don't need to keep asking. You're a forensic scientist too. Of course you can!"
He thanked her and slipped on his gloves, before he entered the second room and used the microscope to compare the bullets. Ryan needed to make sure they were a match, otherwise they had two guns. One that shot up the bullpen and one that shot the fed. Adjusting the lens, Ryan took a look at the first bullet. Standard striation with the shell casing also found. This was the one found in the bullpen. Luckily it hadn't taken too much damage and was still valuable evidence. He then took a look at the bullet from Special Agent Voyuer. Match. Thank God.
The striations on both bullets were identical - which made them a 99.99% match. Same gun. Which means same killer. Not only is Bayer going down for attempted murder of a police officer but also murder in the first degree. And there wasn't a way it could be counted as an accident.
Ryan then dusted the shell casings for prints. He found a good one that wasn't patchy and was clear enough to run through again the national criminal database. If he was correct - it showed match to Bayer. Or Henley. Depending on who reloaded the weapon and who fired it. Alix definitely fired it. Which left Killian to maybe be the one who reloaded the firearm once it was out of ammo. That would insinuate he somehow had extra ammo for a government standard issue weapon. Now that was worrying.
So when the print came back a match to Killian, Ryan wasn't at all surprised. He was using Alix to do all his dirty deeds for him. Which screamed sociopathic behavior. Ryan had left tracking them down to the federal agents. His job was the evidence, not the arresting.
He'd paged Gibbs about the results as this was a joint case on his NCIS turf. The silver haired agent had gotten down to the lab and came to him with NCIS' forensic scientist. "Whatcha got, Wolfe?" "Good news is that the same gun was used to kill Voyuer. Bad news is, Alix didn't reload it," Gibbs gave the young CSI a funny look. He had no clue what he was implying. "..Killian did. Which means he had that ammo before he was arrested. The only way that happens is if he hadn't been searched properly." Finally he caught onto what the former patrol officer meant.
"My theory is.. Voyuer was involved. He was no longer a valuable asset once Alix had gotten into the building. Henley tells Alix to kill Voyuer and gives him the gun. Bayer kills the federal agent and makes it seem like an unrelated murder when really it ran much deeper."
"You're telling me my victim was actually a part of the plan, only they hadn't planned murdering him?"
Ryan nodded. He rushed over to Abby's computer and went through Voyuer's bank records. Deposit of $20,000. Not from his paycheck. That meant he had received money in advance for his betrayal of the agency. "Is this what you CSIs do? Incriminate feds?" Kate, who had joined Gibbs in the lab a few minutes ago, asked with an indelicate tone. She was referring to previous allegations that his lab was not too trustworthy - courtesy of Erica Sykes and her love to spread rumors.
The young italian glanced over at the federal agent then back at the monitor. "I'm a forensic scientist, the evidence speaks for itself. All I do is process, analyse and use it to help me understand a case better. I'm not purposely incriminating anyone. You tell me how a corrupt federal agent is allowed to escort a wanted criminal who's soul aim is to put a bullet in my skull." He remarked, his eyes not moving once as he quickly typed.
Abby remained silent, unsure of how to resolve the tension in the room. Gibbs never really had anything to say.
The tense silence was then broken when Tim McGee rushed in. "I've got a location."
