Chapter Three
Nick couldn't sleep, and it was just as well because he hated being jolted awake. As it was he was in the kitchen pouring himself a glass of milk when the phone rang.
"Nick Stokes."
He stated, managing to keep the tiredness from his voice.
"Nick, it's me, Sara. Somebody tried to kill Greg- when he got home he opened the door and a bomb went off...we...we don't know if he's going to make it..."
Sara choked on the words.
"What? ...I was talking to him just a few minutes ago..."
"Somebody tried to kill him Nick. We're at the crime scene now, I know you're off duty but..."
"I'll be down there right away...I just want to check out something first..."
"Ok, thanks. He's at Woodbridge hospital with Grissom at the moment; he was pretty bad Nicky...."
"Don't, Sara. Just...don't. I'll be over in about 45 minutes."
Nick put the phone down. Greg had to make it through. It was that simple. Nick got changed quickly and headed for Greg's car.
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Sara, Warrick and Cathy stopped what they were doing as Nick strode purposefully towards them. He told them about the earlier car brakes incident.
"I checked the car and the brakes were tampered with. But the way he was acting, it was like he already knew that."
Cathy frowned.
"That must have been why he's been so uneasy recently...knowing someone's trying to kill you is enough to put anybody on edge. But why didn't he say something? And why would someone try and kill Greg?"
"He was probably too scared to say anything."
Warrick offered, but Sara shook her head.
"No that doesn't make sense, if somebody's trying to kill you what have you got to lose by telling somebody?"
"You'd be risking the life of whoever you tell."
Nick said thoughtfully.
"I'm still not sure about this. And we still have no motive."
Cathy said.
"I agree. Something about this doesn't add up. And surely whoever was trying to kill him knew that tampering with his brakes is only something they do in the movies to kill people?"
Warrick put in. Catherine frowned.
"On the other hand, they left no prints on the bomb. Are they an experienced criminal or not? Wait, Nick when did the two of you pull up into the driveway?"
"About half six."
"And the residents all say they heard an explosion at five past seven. Either they knew the brake thing would fail-"
"Unlikely or else why would they bother?"
Sara put in.
"- Or they were watching Greg that whole time and ran to his flat to rig up a bomb."
Cathy sighed.
"Both seem pretty unlikely, but it had to be one of them. Maybe the bomb was a back-up plan."
She picked up her evidence bags and said:
"Nick and I will go back to the lab and see if we can find a motive, are you two happy to stay here?"
'Not whilst Greg is lying on a hospital bed possibly dying.' All four thought. However Sara and Warrick just nodded and continued work on the crime scene.
TBC
Nick couldn't sleep, and it was just as well because he hated being jolted awake. As it was he was in the kitchen pouring himself a glass of milk when the phone rang.
"Nick Stokes."
He stated, managing to keep the tiredness from his voice.
"Nick, it's me, Sara. Somebody tried to kill Greg- when he got home he opened the door and a bomb went off...we...we don't know if he's going to make it..."
Sara choked on the words.
"What? ...I was talking to him just a few minutes ago..."
"Somebody tried to kill him Nick. We're at the crime scene now, I know you're off duty but..."
"I'll be down there right away...I just want to check out something first..."
"Ok, thanks. He's at Woodbridge hospital with Grissom at the moment; he was pretty bad Nicky...."
"Don't, Sara. Just...don't. I'll be over in about 45 minutes."
Nick put the phone down. Greg had to make it through. It was that simple. Nick got changed quickly and headed for Greg's car.
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Sara, Warrick and Cathy stopped what they were doing as Nick strode purposefully towards them. He told them about the earlier car brakes incident.
"I checked the car and the brakes were tampered with. But the way he was acting, it was like he already knew that."
Cathy frowned.
"That must have been why he's been so uneasy recently...knowing someone's trying to kill you is enough to put anybody on edge. But why didn't he say something? And why would someone try and kill Greg?"
"He was probably too scared to say anything."
Warrick offered, but Sara shook her head.
"No that doesn't make sense, if somebody's trying to kill you what have you got to lose by telling somebody?"
"You'd be risking the life of whoever you tell."
Nick said thoughtfully.
"I'm still not sure about this. And we still have no motive."
Cathy said.
"I agree. Something about this doesn't add up. And surely whoever was trying to kill him knew that tampering with his brakes is only something they do in the movies to kill people?"
Warrick put in. Catherine frowned.
"On the other hand, they left no prints on the bomb. Are they an experienced criminal or not? Wait, Nick when did the two of you pull up into the driveway?"
"About half six."
"And the residents all say they heard an explosion at five past seven. Either they knew the brake thing would fail-"
"Unlikely or else why would they bother?"
Sara put in.
"- Or they were watching Greg that whole time and ran to his flat to rig up a bomb."
Cathy sighed.
"Both seem pretty unlikely, but it had to be one of them. Maybe the bomb was a back-up plan."
She picked up her evidence bags and said:
"Nick and I will go back to the lab and see if we can find a motive, are you two happy to stay here?"
'Not whilst Greg is lying on a hospital bed possibly dying.' All four thought. However Sara and Warrick just nodded and continued work on the crime scene.
TBC
