A young beautiful woman came and answered the door; she had long black hair
and wore black jeans and a black jean jacket. Warrick and Nick were taken
aback by her appearance. From the description of her father they expected
her to be butch, rugged and not a person to be messed with.
"Can I help you?" She said staring at the both of them.
"Hi, I'm Nick Stokes this is my partner Warrick Brown, where from the LVPD,
criminalists unit. Is...is your grandmother here." Nick asked politely.
The girl gave him a peculiar look. She looked as though she was inspecting
the both of them. Only when she looked at Warrick and saw the ID that she
was convinced.
"Okay come in.," she said as she opened the door and stepped to the side.
"Thank you ma'am." Nick smiled.
"Nana, some CSI'S are here to see you." The girl shouted upstairs.
Warrick and Nick both looked at each other behind the girl's back, both
wondering how she knew they were CSI'S. And the right term to use.
She turned to them both and spoke, "She'll be down in a minute. What can be
so important?" she asked looking at both of them.
"We really can't discuss this until both you and your grandmother are
present." Warrick explained.
"Is it to do with my father, he was supposed to be home a while ago?" She asked. "No. Your father's fine." Warrick answered. "Then it's to do with my uncle." She replied. There was a silence and both Nick and Warrick looked at each other not knowing what to say. "He's dead isn't he?" she asked. "Err...we really should wait for your grandmother." Nick procrastinated. "I thought something had happened to him, when he didn't arrive this morning. Both he and my father are always on time. Between me and my father we knew something was wrong. But someone had to stay with nana, and not worry her." She explained. "Worry me about what dear?" an old woman said while hobbling down the stairs. They were all so caught up in their conversation hat they didn't notice the elderly woman coming down the stairs. "Hello ma'am I'm Warrick Brown this is my partner Nick Stokes where from the..." The granddaughter interrupted Warrick. "Their CSI'S they have news on Jimmy nana." She only did it because her grandmother only understood simple terms. "Isn't that right officers." She said when turning to them and smiling. "Right" Nick nodded and agreed. "Is there something wrong with my Jimmy." The old woman asked. "I think. I think you should sit down. This unfortunately is not good news." Warrick explained. "He's dead. He's dead. My Jimmy's dead." The woman burst out into tears and fell into the arms of her Granddaughter. "It's alright nana. It's alright," she repeated trying to comfort her grandmother. "Nick, Warrick come in." It was Grissom on his radio. "Nick, Warrick" he repeated. "Nick here" he answered. "There's been an accident, involving the brother of Jimmy Carter, seems someone's trying to take out both partners of the business. I need you and Warrick to meet me here, after this we'll go back to CSI HQ and discuss the case." "That's my father, that's my father." The daughter shouted. "We have to go" Nick said. "Well where going too." The daughter demanded, and there it was, the same not to be messed with attitude her father has.
"Is it to do with my father, he was supposed to be home a while ago?" She asked. "No. Your father's fine." Warrick answered. "Then it's to do with my uncle." She replied. There was a silence and both Nick and Warrick looked at each other not knowing what to say. "He's dead isn't he?" she asked. "Err...we really should wait for your grandmother." Nick procrastinated. "I thought something had happened to him, when he didn't arrive this morning. Both he and my father are always on time. Between me and my father we knew something was wrong. But someone had to stay with nana, and not worry her." She explained. "Worry me about what dear?" an old woman said while hobbling down the stairs. They were all so caught up in their conversation hat they didn't notice the elderly woman coming down the stairs. "Hello ma'am I'm Warrick Brown this is my partner Nick Stokes where from the..." The granddaughter interrupted Warrick. "Their CSI'S they have news on Jimmy nana." She only did it because her grandmother only understood simple terms. "Isn't that right officers." She said when turning to them and smiling. "Right" Nick nodded and agreed. "Is there something wrong with my Jimmy." The old woman asked. "I think. I think you should sit down. This unfortunately is not good news." Warrick explained. "He's dead. He's dead. My Jimmy's dead." The woman burst out into tears and fell into the arms of her Granddaughter. "It's alright nana. It's alright," she repeated trying to comfort her grandmother. "Nick, Warrick come in." It was Grissom on his radio. "Nick, Warrick" he repeated. "Nick here" he answered. "There's been an accident, involving the brother of Jimmy Carter, seems someone's trying to take out both partners of the business. I need you and Warrick to meet me here, after this we'll go back to CSI HQ and discuss the case." "That's my father, that's my father." The daughter shouted. "We have to go" Nick said. "Well where going too." The daughter demanded, and there it was, the same not to be messed with attitude her father has.