Warrick and Catherine followed Brass to Desert Palm Hospital where Dr.
Vargas was a surgeon. After checking with the uniformed officer that Brass
had sent earlier, they determined that Dr. Vargas had not yet come out of
surgery. A request was made by Brass to the head nurse to inform him
immediate when the good doctor was finished, as they had some business of a
highly personal nature to discuss with him.
After waiting for about 45 minutes, Dr. Vargas made his way to Brass and the two CSIs. "Are you Detective Brass?" Dr. Vargas inquired.
Brass nodded, "Dr. Vargas?"
"Yes, the head nurse said you'd been waiting here a while and wanted to talk to me about something. Do you think we could make it quick, I want to get home and see my wife." Dr. Vargas expressed.
"Dr. Vargas, is there somewhere we could talk privately?" Brass inquired.
"Uh, yes, my office is just down the hall." Dr. Vargas had an expression of concern on his face as if he wasn't sure what the detective wanted to talk to him about.
The group made there way down to the office and seated themselves. Brass cleared his throat. "Dr. Vargas, this is Catherine Willows and Warrick Brown from the Crime Lab. I'm sorry, but there is no easy way to say this."
The color began to drain out of Dr. Vargas's face.
Brass continued, "Your wife was found murdered in your home earlier this evening."
Catherine and Warrick exchanged glances as the doctor's face registered a look of shock followed by utter horror. His mouth hung open as if he was trying to speak, but no words would come. Then he shook his head, "There must be some mistake. It can't be Isabel. She's the most amazing person. No one would want to hurt her. No. NO! NO!" Sobs took over his body, his voice became softer, almost a whisper, "No, we only have each other. We've known each other since we were 12. No, please, no."
Catherine moved toward Dr. Vargas. "Dr. Vargas, I know this is difficult for you, but we need to ask you some questions so we can find out who did this to Isabel." Her compassionate face coupled with the tissues she handed him caused him to nod.
He looked at the three faces in the room, bearing him this horrible news, "If someone has hurt my Isabel, I'll do whatever I can to help you find them." Another look of concern crossed his face, "What about Delia? How is Delia? Is she ok?"
Catherine nodded, "She's fine. She's the one who found your wife while she was cleaning."
"Oh, dear God. Delia's like a second mother, where is she?" Dr. Vargas queried through tear stained eyes.
Brass interjected at this point, "She's down at the station, we're going to need to get some more information from her and then we'll set her up in a hotel. We'd like to ask you some questions too down at the station."
Warrick added, "We'll need to get a DNA sample from both you and Delia to eliminate it from the samples we process."
Dr. Vargas looked shocked, "Did someone, did she, was she?"
Catherine shook her head, "No, there is no evidence to suggest that your wife was sexually assaulted."
Relief washed over Dr. Vargas's face. "So then, why the DNA?"
Warrick continued, "Dr. Vargas, as you know, DNA is located in every human cell. We are hoping that the killer left some of themselves behind, and by knowing yours and Ms. Herrera's DNA profile, it makes it that much easier to identify DNA that is out of place at the crime scene."
At the words crime scene Dr. Vargas looked ill. He just nodded.
Catherine added, "Dr. Vargas, if you like, you can follow us to the station or we'll take you there and have an officer bring you back later for your car."
He looked up at her, looking fully exhausted, "I'll come with you. I don't think I can drive right now."
"Ok," Brass concluded. The group left the office and headed toward the parking lot. Warrick and Catherine got into the Tahoe they had driven and Dr. Vargas got into the Taurus with Brass. They headed to the station.
After waiting for about 45 minutes, Dr. Vargas made his way to Brass and the two CSIs. "Are you Detective Brass?" Dr. Vargas inquired.
Brass nodded, "Dr. Vargas?"
"Yes, the head nurse said you'd been waiting here a while and wanted to talk to me about something. Do you think we could make it quick, I want to get home and see my wife." Dr. Vargas expressed.
"Dr. Vargas, is there somewhere we could talk privately?" Brass inquired.
"Uh, yes, my office is just down the hall." Dr. Vargas had an expression of concern on his face as if he wasn't sure what the detective wanted to talk to him about.
The group made there way down to the office and seated themselves. Brass cleared his throat. "Dr. Vargas, this is Catherine Willows and Warrick Brown from the Crime Lab. I'm sorry, but there is no easy way to say this."
The color began to drain out of Dr. Vargas's face.
Brass continued, "Your wife was found murdered in your home earlier this evening."
Catherine and Warrick exchanged glances as the doctor's face registered a look of shock followed by utter horror. His mouth hung open as if he was trying to speak, but no words would come. Then he shook his head, "There must be some mistake. It can't be Isabel. She's the most amazing person. No one would want to hurt her. No. NO! NO!" Sobs took over his body, his voice became softer, almost a whisper, "No, we only have each other. We've known each other since we were 12. No, please, no."
Catherine moved toward Dr. Vargas. "Dr. Vargas, I know this is difficult for you, but we need to ask you some questions so we can find out who did this to Isabel." Her compassionate face coupled with the tissues she handed him caused him to nod.
He looked at the three faces in the room, bearing him this horrible news, "If someone has hurt my Isabel, I'll do whatever I can to help you find them." Another look of concern crossed his face, "What about Delia? How is Delia? Is she ok?"
Catherine nodded, "She's fine. She's the one who found your wife while she was cleaning."
"Oh, dear God. Delia's like a second mother, where is she?" Dr. Vargas queried through tear stained eyes.
Brass interjected at this point, "She's down at the station, we're going to need to get some more information from her and then we'll set her up in a hotel. We'd like to ask you some questions too down at the station."
Warrick added, "We'll need to get a DNA sample from both you and Delia to eliminate it from the samples we process."
Dr. Vargas looked shocked, "Did someone, did she, was she?"
Catherine shook her head, "No, there is no evidence to suggest that your wife was sexually assaulted."
Relief washed over Dr. Vargas's face. "So then, why the DNA?"
Warrick continued, "Dr. Vargas, as you know, DNA is located in every human cell. We are hoping that the killer left some of themselves behind, and by knowing yours and Ms. Herrera's DNA profile, it makes it that much easier to identify DNA that is out of place at the crime scene."
At the words crime scene Dr. Vargas looked ill. He just nodded.
Catherine added, "Dr. Vargas, if you like, you can follow us to the station or we'll take you there and have an officer bring you back later for your car."
He looked up at her, looking fully exhausted, "I'll come with you. I don't think I can drive right now."
"Ok," Brass concluded. The group left the office and headed toward the parking lot. Warrick and Catherine got into the Tahoe they had driven and Dr. Vargas got into the Taurus with Brass. They headed to the station.
