[Laughing hysterically] uh, no, I don't have a degree in forensics. Heck, I barely have my learners permit. But a degree might be nice. Except that I am just a few years away from going to get one. And I don't think I want one in forensics. Sure, it would be cool and all, but I think I would pass out cold at the sight of a decaying carcass. I do know a CSI though, and she tried to sneak me into the lab one day, but let's just say that what happened next was not pretty [laughs again].
Right, the story…. thanks for all the great reviews; I have been writing like mad to finish this story. I hope you like the rest of it. And you know, I'm thinking that every story needs a sequel….tell me what you think…8-) {man, it's great to have an excuse to say in on these hot summer days….}
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It had been while since Sara had been in a college dormitory. Her house had been a lot cleaner though, she remembered as she stepped over dirty clothes lining the hallway. A bunch of girls came running out of one of the rooms dressed just in towels and soaking wet. From the door they had emerged someone was yelling at them to come back. Two other students were making out in a doorway and someone else was sprawled out on the floor, obviously stoned. Ah yes, college days.
Sara walked up to Hennery's room and rapped on the door. At first there was no answer, so she knocked again and heard loud voices from inside the room. Moments later the door was thrown open and a hefty looking guy stood in the doorway. "Whatta you want?" he asked.
"Sara Sidle, Las Vegas Forensics, is Hennery O'Malley here?" the guy who had answered the door looked over his shoulder and scanned the room, and then shrugged. "So, he's not here?" Sara asked.
"Doesn't look it." the guy replied. Great, this guy doesn't even know if Hennery is in the room or not, Sara thought.
"Well, I need to ask him a few questions. Do you know where I could find him?"
"No idea."
"Right. When was he here last?"
"Uh, yesterday."
"When yesterday?" Sara asked through clenched teeth. This tête-à-tête was starting to get her frustrated.
"Uh, maybe lunch time? He was muttering something about going to get paid…. or was it laid? I can't remember."
"Ok, uh, thanks…. I guess." The guy shut the door in Sara's face. She turned away irritated at the stupidity of some of this generation. Can't they keep their roommate on tabs or something? This was idiotic; she should be able to get a hold of Hennery. Sara was debating yelling "Hennery!" out at the top of her lungs in the hall just to see if anyone would respond, but she decided against it and headed back to find Warrick.
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"I have this strange feeling we aren't going to find him here." Jenny said peering through the glass on Coach Davids door. "It doesn't look like anyone has been here for a while now, and this coach never goes to his house unless the team is with him. He lives out of this office."
"Do you think you could find someone to get us in here?" Warrick questioned moving up next to Jenny and peering into the room himself.
"He's the only one with the keys. Your best bet it to kick down the door." She said in a bubbly voice that made Warrick think that she was serious. "Or you could always try a credit card or something."
Warrick made Jenny stand as a look out while he 'broke into' the office, but he wasn't really considering it breaking into. No one was there, and if someone had been there they certainly would have let him in. Warrick considered the situation one where he was just taking matters into his own hands.
The door to the office slowly opened and Warrick stepped inside. The first thing he noticed was that there were two desks in there, signifying that this office was shared with someone else. There were some plaques on the walls and framed pictures and of course some sports balls with signatures on them.
"That one." Jenny said sticking her head in the doorway and Warrick jumped. "Erm, sorry. But the one to the right of the far desk, that was the football used in the game. It has the date on it." sure enough there was a deflated football leaning up against the wall and Warrick walked over and picked it up. He knew that he didn't have a warrant, so he didn't want to take the ball with him. It was just a standard football, nothing out of the ordinary about it. The only thing was that there was a good-sized slit in the bottom of it where it looked like something had been stored. Warrick searched it over for anything else that didn't look right on it, but then placed it back down when he realized there was nothing special.
Instead of heading back out, Warrick took a closer look at the room. There was one picture that caught his eye. It was up in a gold frame on the wall to the right of the door. There were three people in the picture, and one of them happened to be whom he recognized as Josh. He was holding a football and flashing a smile. Two other boys in the picture were holding a basketball and a baseball. There wasn't a description of who the people in the picture were, but Warrick could guess that they were all star players.
He searched the room a little more, opening up some drawers and looking for any signs of drugs and such. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary in this room, and it looked like no one had been here for a while now.
He found Jenny in the hallway talking to someone who looked about her age. When Warrick came out the other girl glanced at him and smiled. "Oh give it up Tina." Jenny said disgusted and turned away from her. Tina stomped off in the other direction. "Tina says that she saw coach come by here last night at about eleven, but he didn't go into this office. He just looked inside and then hurried off. She said that he was carrying a large duffel bag. I don't think we are going to find him now." she said depressed.
From where Tina was stopping off too, Sara emerged looking pretty aggravated. "I can't believe this! I have asked just about everyone on campus about this Hennery guy and no one has seen him! Someone must know where he is! This is ridiculous! Please tell me that you are having more luck."
"The coach seems to have left." Warrick said sighing, "Jenny, do you know where he lives? We should probably check there.…" A rowdy boy and girl came bounding over towards them then cut off Warrick.
"Jen! Look, spread the news. Because of Josh's…. death…. it's off tonight." The girl said shoving a flyer into Jenny's hands. "This will tell you everything about when the next one is going to happen. You're friend can come too." The girl said smiling at Warrick and shoving a flyer into his hands. The girl then went running off down the hall to catch up to the boy who was throwing flyers at everyone in the hall.
"What makes you think that I was actually going to go??" Jenny yelled down the hall to the girl who wasn't even paying attention. "Disgusting." Jenny said throwing the flyer into the trash.
"Hey, I didn't get one." Sara said feeling hurt that she had not been invited to this party.
"Here, you can have mine." Warrick said handing her the flyer after he had looked at it. It was for some sort of rave he noticed. "Why is this postponed because of Josh's death?" he asked Jenny as they walked down the hall and back towards where they had parked the car.
"Wait…." Sara said stopping in her tracks. She had noticed the address on the flyer and was not scanning the rest of the sheet. "Did you say this was for a rave and being postponed because Josh is dead?" she asked looking up from the paper. "Josh was shot, right?"
"Yah." Warrick replied remembering what Grissom had told him.
"And you found ecstasy on him, right?" Sara seemed to be drawing conclusions in her head.
"Yah…Sara, what are you getting at?"
Sara looked at him and smiled, "I think we're working the same case."
