Part Ten
Lindsey's first night was less than eventful with cold cases and the serial. She worked with Peter for a few hours before following Greg around and opting to some Paperwork training.
Near the end of shift, a call came in about some eyewitness Ian had found. Apparently this person was found a few hundred yards from the second crime scene, but was not further investigated due to the alibi they provided. This time Ian discovered that the witness lived close to the third crime scene. If a few miles were close, then he was the guy they were looking for. Someone with a view on what had happened at the third site.
Sara had smiled and dragged Lindsey with her to the evidence room she had taken over to review the third case. It was the freshest and the most evidence.
"So?" Lindsey shook her head and shrugged. "What are we doing?"
"You," She pointed to the intern. "Are going to assist me in an interrogation."
Lindsey's eyes lit up. "Really? Cool!"
Sara smiled and leaned against the table. "I haven't run this by Grissom, so don't talk about it, ok?"
"Sure, what do we do first?" She asked, eager to be doing something other than lab tech work.
"First we need to do some research on this guy Ian's bringing in and find something that links him with the crime scenes or the vics. You up for some long hours in front of a computer and phones calls?"
"Let's get to it!" She squeaked enthusiastically.
Sitting at the computer in Sara's office, Lindsey was quickly printing the information she had found on their witness and had noted each phone call in detail.
Sara was going through the QD results and running the findings past Greg and Hannah. They were to go back to each scene and look for a similar list or hand-written note, anything to match the handwriting to the vics to rule out they didn't write their own death list.
"Hey, Sara?" Lindsey asked as Sara walked into the room.
"Find anything?" Sara asked as she set down the witness lists and vic history's.
Lindsey sighed and furrowed her brow as she rolled down the page she was reading. "What were the vics into?"
Sara looked up from her own reading and squinted in thought. "You mean, did they ever do anything that could link them together?" Lindsey nodded and looked up for Sara to continue. Sighing, she sat down and shrugged. "They didn't work together, but hobbies, I'm not sure. You think they were enrolled somewhere?"
Nodding slowly, although a little afraid to offer her theory.
"It's good to talk your ideas and theories out Linds, it could make or break a case."
Sara turned her head and smiled at her husband who was leaning against her office doorframe. "Don't you have better things to do than watch us work?"
Grissom shook his head and entered the room to stand next to is wife. "Go on Linds, what were you thinking?" He encouraged as he watched the young intern turn back to the computer screen.
Thinking for a few minutes and becoming more nervous, she tried to focus on the monitor. "It's just." She glanced at them before continuing. "Hobbies and activities." She printed off the information she had been reading and handed it to Grissom. She spoke as Sara peered at the printout. "This witness works in a few fitness clubs and two delivery jobs. It's kind of weird that he'd have near 6 jobs and most of them are weekend work."
"You think that this witness could in fact be a suspect?" Sara asked curiously, although not surprised.
Lindsey nodded. "He's been fired from two previous bar jobs for never turning up to work and he's been arrested twice for following his girlfriend. She has a restraining order and everything."
"Remember not to pick personal decisions over the facts Linds, follow your instincts, but be aware of the physical evidence." Grissom reminded with a small smile. "Very good." He praised and pulled out his cell.
Sara looked at Lindsey as she leaned over the desk to squeeze her hand. "Good work hon, you're a natural."
"Let's hope it pans out and go asked this witness some pressing questions." Grissom relayed as he walked towards the door. He turned back to see Sara nodding towards Lindsey's downcast head. Smirking briefly, he turned away to leave. "Don't take too long collecting the info Linds. Meet you in interrogation room 2 in ten minutes."
Lindsey's head snapped up and a huge grin spread across her face as she jumped up and collected her print outs together to push them into a case file. "Thanks Sara." She whispered and gave her a hug before running after Grissom.
Graham Gordon stared at the door as Lindsey Willows left the interrogation room. Grissom couldn't stop the grin that spread across his face. He shook his head slightly and shrugged. "I am sorry about that. She's new at this and you were her first interrogation."
Graham looked down at the table, looking clearly intimidated and upset. "She's good."
"I'll tell her that." Grissom nodded.
Sara smiled as Lindsey walked towards her. "God, you talked his ear off."
Lindsey laughed and shied from the attention. "Didn't."
"Linds, hon, you didn't breath between each question and answer. If I were him, I'd be confessing right now." Sara chortled and looked up as Grissom left the interrogation room with a smile. "That's something you don't see everyday."
Grissom shook his head with a chuckle and pushed the case file under his arm. "Oh dear, I think with have a future interrogator on our hands. You're mother should be proud."
"It's was scary." Lindsey sighed.
"You did good. He said say so, he's actually writing us a confession."
Sara's head snapped up in shock. "No way."
Grissom nodded. "Yeah, he's going to plead man slaughter for the first and murder for the last two. Apparently they are all exgirlfriends and they had gotten together to set him up. To what, I'm not sure, but he'll be talking to Ian about that. All we need to know is that we have the killer and we can fill out the paperwork and go home." He said this, looking at his wife with a sparkle in his eyes. "We have to pack."
Sara sighed and turned to walk towards the front of the building. "We still haven't cleared this case Gil."
Lindsey smiled and took the case file from Grissom. "I'll give this to mum, you two go home."
Grissom let Lindsey walk towards Greg and Hannah as they entered the corridor. Sara was dragging her feet slightly as she waited for her husband to catch up. Normally he would have taken the case file himself, but seeing as Lindsey did crack the case and she did have a point about going home now. It would give more time to find the source of Sara's glum attitude.
Lindsey's first night was less than eventful with cold cases and the serial. She worked with Peter for a few hours before following Greg around and opting to some Paperwork training.
Near the end of shift, a call came in about some eyewitness Ian had found. Apparently this person was found a few hundred yards from the second crime scene, but was not further investigated due to the alibi they provided. This time Ian discovered that the witness lived close to the third crime scene. If a few miles were close, then he was the guy they were looking for. Someone with a view on what had happened at the third site.
Sara had smiled and dragged Lindsey with her to the evidence room she had taken over to review the third case. It was the freshest and the most evidence.
"So?" Lindsey shook her head and shrugged. "What are we doing?"
"You," She pointed to the intern. "Are going to assist me in an interrogation."
Lindsey's eyes lit up. "Really? Cool!"
Sara smiled and leaned against the table. "I haven't run this by Grissom, so don't talk about it, ok?"
"Sure, what do we do first?" She asked, eager to be doing something other than lab tech work.
"First we need to do some research on this guy Ian's bringing in and find something that links him with the crime scenes or the vics. You up for some long hours in front of a computer and phones calls?"
"Let's get to it!" She squeaked enthusiastically.
Sitting at the computer in Sara's office, Lindsey was quickly printing the information she had found on their witness and had noted each phone call in detail.
Sara was going through the QD results and running the findings past Greg and Hannah. They were to go back to each scene and look for a similar list or hand-written note, anything to match the handwriting to the vics to rule out they didn't write their own death list.
"Hey, Sara?" Lindsey asked as Sara walked into the room.
"Find anything?" Sara asked as she set down the witness lists and vic history's.
Lindsey sighed and furrowed her brow as she rolled down the page she was reading. "What were the vics into?"
Sara looked up from her own reading and squinted in thought. "You mean, did they ever do anything that could link them together?" Lindsey nodded and looked up for Sara to continue. Sighing, she sat down and shrugged. "They didn't work together, but hobbies, I'm not sure. You think they were enrolled somewhere?"
Nodding slowly, although a little afraid to offer her theory.
"It's good to talk your ideas and theories out Linds, it could make or break a case."
Sara turned her head and smiled at her husband who was leaning against her office doorframe. "Don't you have better things to do than watch us work?"
Grissom shook his head and entered the room to stand next to is wife. "Go on Linds, what were you thinking?" He encouraged as he watched the young intern turn back to the computer screen.
Thinking for a few minutes and becoming more nervous, she tried to focus on the monitor. "It's just." She glanced at them before continuing. "Hobbies and activities." She printed off the information she had been reading and handed it to Grissom. She spoke as Sara peered at the printout. "This witness works in a few fitness clubs and two delivery jobs. It's kind of weird that he'd have near 6 jobs and most of them are weekend work."
"You think that this witness could in fact be a suspect?" Sara asked curiously, although not surprised.
Lindsey nodded. "He's been fired from two previous bar jobs for never turning up to work and he's been arrested twice for following his girlfriend. She has a restraining order and everything."
"Remember not to pick personal decisions over the facts Linds, follow your instincts, but be aware of the physical evidence." Grissom reminded with a small smile. "Very good." He praised and pulled out his cell.
Sara looked at Lindsey as she leaned over the desk to squeeze her hand. "Good work hon, you're a natural."
"Let's hope it pans out and go asked this witness some pressing questions." Grissom relayed as he walked towards the door. He turned back to see Sara nodding towards Lindsey's downcast head. Smirking briefly, he turned away to leave. "Don't take too long collecting the info Linds. Meet you in interrogation room 2 in ten minutes."
Lindsey's head snapped up and a huge grin spread across her face as she jumped up and collected her print outs together to push them into a case file. "Thanks Sara." She whispered and gave her a hug before running after Grissom.
Graham Gordon stared at the door as Lindsey Willows left the interrogation room. Grissom couldn't stop the grin that spread across his face. He shook his head slightly and shrugged. "I am sorry about that. She's new at this and you were her first interrogation."
Graham looked down at the table, looking clearly intimidated and upset. "She's good."
"I'll tell her that." Grissom nodded.
Sara smiled as Lindsey walked towards her. "God, you talked his ear off."
Lindsey laughed and shied from the attention. "Didn't."
"Linds, hon, you didn't breath between each question and answer. If I were him, I'd be confessing right now." Sara chortled and looked up as Grissom left the interrogation room with a smile. "That's something you don't see everyday."
Grissom shook his head with a chuckle and pushed the case file under his arm. "Oh dear, I think with have a future interrogator on our hands. You're mother should be proud."
"It's was scary." Lindsey sighed.
"You did good. He said say so, he's actually writing us a confession."
Sara's head snapped up in shock. "No way."
Grissom nodded. "Yeah, he's going to plead man slaughter for the first and murder for the last two. Apparently they are all exgirlfriends and they had gotten together to set him up. To what, I'm not sure, but he'll be talking to Ian about that. All we need to know is that we have the killer and we can fill out the paperwork and go home." He said this, looking at his wife with a sparkle in his eyes. "We have to pack."
Sara sighed and turned to walk towards the front of the building. "We still haven't cleared this case Gil."
Lindsey smiled and took the case file from Grissom. "I'll give this to mum, you two go home."
Grissom let Lindsey walk towards Greg and Hannah as they entered the corridor. Sara was dragging her feet slightly as she waited for her husband to catch up. Normally he would have taken the case file himself, but seeing as Lindsey did crack the case and she did have a point about going home now. It would give more time to find the source of Sara's glum attitude.