A/N: I am so glad to hear that you guys like the last chapter. That makes me very happy!
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She walked into the long hallway. She could hear her footsteps echo behind her. She saw few people come in and numberous of people go out. They were either starting their night shift or going home.
She turned the corner and went into the lab.
"Got your page, Greg." Catherine said as she stood there next to him.
"Yeah," He looked for the paper that was covered with other papers. When he found it, he put on his 'I-just-solve-the-case' face. "The blood stain and the print both belong to the same suspect."
Catherine peered at the paper but Greg covered it with his hands.
"Come on, tell me who it is."
He eyed her and then smile.
"It belongs to a Donald Reynolds."
"Donald Rey--" She stopped and looked at Greg.
"You know who it is?"
"Yes, it's the security guard. He's over there with Nick now. Alone."
Before Greg could say anything, Catherine rushed out of the lab. She got into her car and drove to the crime scene.
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Nick fumed the glass table, to see if he could find any prints. When he found one, he went to his kit and took out a pre-lift.
He pressed it down and lifted it up. A smile pressed on his lips.
Donald peeked at the man that had his back to him. He waited a minute to see if he would get up. He didn't. He picked up the knocked over lamp that was lying on the floor. He walked up behind Nick and brung the lamp over his head...
Nick saw a shadow above him and suddenly turned around.
He moved from his spot and stood up. He than grabbed his gun and pointed it at him.
"It was you."
***
TBC.
*~*~*~*~*
She walked into the long hallway. She could hear her footsteps echo behind her. She saw few people come in and numberous of people go out. They were either starting their night shift or going home.
She turned the corner and went into the lab.
"Got your page, Greg." Catherine said as she stood there next to him.
"Yeah," He looked for the paper that was covered with other papers. When he found it, he put on his 'I-just-solve-the-case' face. "The blood stain and the print both belong to the same suspect."
Catherine peered at the paper but Greg covered it with his hands.
"Come on, tell me who it is."
He eyed her and then smile.
"It belongs to a Donald Reynolds."
"Donald Rey--" She stopped and looked at Greg.
"You know who it is?"
"Yes, it's the security guard. He's over there with Nick now. Alone."
Before Greg could say anything, Catherine rushed out of the lab. She got into her car and drove to the crime scene.
***
Nick fumed the glass table, to see if he could find any prints. When he found one, he went to his kit and took out a pre-lift.
He pressed it down and lifted it up. A smile pressed on his lips.
Donald peeked at the man that had his back to him. He waited a minute to see if he would get up. He didn't. He picked up the knocked over lamp that was lying on the floor. He walked up behind Nick and brung the lamp over his head...
Nick saw a shadow above him and suddenly turned around.
He moved from his spot and stood up. He than grabbed his gun and pointed it at him.
"It was you."
***
TBC.
