Greg leaned back on the chair. "You owe me fifty dollars."
Warrick sighed. "Dang!"
"Don't gamble when the odds are against you."
"Thanks man."
"Don't mention it." Greg looked after him with a smug smile. He was the king of the hill, the ruler of this lab, the number one. He was far from arrogant, but he knew what he was and what he had.
The first few days after the "incident" he had been broken, but soon he was back on top. He was once again the same old Greg.
He returned to his work. Grissom was again almost literally holding a sharp knife to his throat, forcing him to prioritize his case.
He was almost done preparing the sample when suddenly a terribly cry rocked the crime lab.
Brass had brought in a woman that was resisting arrest to the fullest.
Every head popped out to see what the hell was going on as he forced a woman in front of him, covered in blood.
Back to work, thought Greg before he slowly turned his back on the ruckus. Now and then he cracked into a smile when the woman spat insults, power expressions and venom at Brass.
Yeah, things were pretty much back to normal.
The end of this story, but also the beginning of a new one. Note: This story is mostly based on Greg's point of view, that's why there's no real conclusion to the story. P.S check out the new "Hit list".
Warrick sighed. "Dang!"
"Don't gamble when the odds are against you."
"Thanks man."
"Don't mention it." Greg looked after him with a smug smile. He was the king of the hill, the ruler of this lab, the number one. He was far from arrogant, but he knew what he was and what he had.
The first few days after the "incident" he had been broken, but soon he was back on top. He was once again the same old Greg.
He returned to his work. Grissom was again almost literally holding a sharp knife to his throat, forcing him to prioritize his case.
He was almost done preparing the sample when suddenly a terribly cry rocked the crime lab.
Brass had brought in a woman that was resisting arrest to the fullest.
Every head popped out to see what the hell was going on as he forced a woman in front of him, covered in blood.
Back to work, thought Greg before he slowly turned his back on the ruckus. Now and then he cracked into a smile when the woman spat insults, power expressions and venom at Brass.
Yeah, things were pretty much back to normal.
The end of this story, but also the beginning of a new one. Note: This story is mostly based on Greg's point of view, that's why there's no real conclusion to the story. P.S check out the new "Hit list".