Calleigh watched the computer screen tiredly. On one side of the screen was the piece of map they found, on the other side the computer was displaying image after image of parts of maps of Miami, trying to find a match.
On a different screen she was trying a different angle - she couldn't find a street name on the map they found - only the first two letters appeared at the edge of it. She first narrowed it down to all the streets in Miami that started with those two letters, now she was pulling up maps of these streets and trying to see if her section appeared anywhere.
It was like trying to find a full jigsaw puzzle when all you had was just one piece.
*
Speed took out the clothes from the brown bag carefully. He placed the magnifying eyeglasses on him head and spread the clothes on the illuminated table.
Using a flashlight he went over the fabrics inch by inch. On the hem of the shirt he found a tiny spot of something that appeared to be blood - he cut out the fabric around the spot and dripped some solution on it. The sport turned bright pink almost instantly - confirming it was human blood.
On the end of the long sleeve he found some dark residue and swabbed it for analysis. On one of the pants legs he found a short blond hair. He placed it in a bag and logged it properly. He went over to the shoes and swabbed the sole of the foot - it seemed like common dirt but he couldn't be sure until he placed it under the microscope.
*
Erik and David walked into the house, lighting their way with flashlights. The place was a mess - beer bottles, leftover food, dirty clothes.
David made his way into the study while Erik went into the bedroom. He opened the closet and looked in. at the bottom there were some boxes and he knelt down to look at them. Some of them contained shoes and one contained family pictures. The last box, the largest, contained kids toys.
"Erik, have a look at this" he heard David call for him from the other room.
The study was as messy as the rest of the house, Erik followed David inside and watched as David pressed a button on the TV remote. The TV came to life and so did the video - pedophile porn began to show on the screen.
"There's about a dozen more tapes on that shelf over there" David told him
*
Jamie came out of the lab where Speed had been working with an evidence bag in her hand and made her way to the other room.
She pulled on a lab coat and went to work.
She pulled out the hair Speed had found on the suspect's clothing and placed it under the microscope - luckily for them the root of the hair was still there.
She cut off the hair follicle and placed it in a tube along with some solution, then placed it in the centrifuge. She watched the machine spin for a few moments and then took it out again and placed it in the analyzed.
Within an hour or so, they might have a DNA sample
*
"Mr. Benitez, where are those kids?" Horatio asked for the hundredth time
"He already answered that" the lawyer objected
"And he will continue to answer it until he gives me an answer I will believe" Horatio glanced at the man, then focused back on the suspect.
"I don't know nothing about no kids" Benitez shrugged
"Then why did you run?"
"I saw all those cops in front of my house. That's never a good sign. I panicked"
"Now why would you panic if you had nothing to hide?" Horatio insisted
"You have nothing against my client, you can't hold him" the lawyer made a move to get up
"He can't" Bailey declared as he came into the room "But I can. This is a kidnapping case, it's under FBI authority, we can pretty much do what we want"
"In other words, sit down counselor and make yourself comfortable, we're going to be here for a while" Horatio sneered, and the man took his seat again.
*
Calleigh was half dozing in front of her computer when it finally beeped to signal that it found a match.
She leaned forward in her seat and looked closer. The map that was showing was of the Miami down town area and she made a large print out of it, along with a large print out of her piece - also enlarged.
She placed the full map on the illuminated board then attached her small piece. She took a marker and began from the ink mark at the bottom - completing the circle that was once drawn there before the paper was burned.
It gave her an area of about 15 blocks.
She took out her phone and dialed Horatio's number.
*
Jamie made her way down the hall into the waiting room.
"Mr. and Mrs. Summers, my name is Jamie Sullivan. We found some evidence and we're going to need your help"
"Anything we can do..." the father quickly replied
"We're going to need a DNA sample for comparison."
They both nodded and she took swabs from the inside of their mouth. She thanked them, trying to convey her sympathy with her eyes, and made her way back to her lab.
She processed the swabs, dripping solutions on them and placing them into the machine, working carefully and accurately. When both samples were ready she loaded them into the computer and waited for the printout.
She picked up her phone and dialed Speed's number, watching him pick up his phone in the next lab. "I have the results." She told him and he lifted his head and made eye contact with her through the glass "The hair from the suspect's clothes belongs with 99% certainty to someone related to Mr. and Mrs. Summers"
"I'll see that and raise you a blood sputter and some gun powder" Speed said gravely
"The kids?"
"Hitchcomb" Speed replied "Seems like we have our shooter"
On a different screen she was trying a different angle - she couldn't find a street name on the map they found - only the first two letters appeared at the edge of it. She first narrowed it down to all the streets in Miami that started with those two letters, now she was pulling up maps of these streets and trying to see if her section appeared anywhere.
It was like trying to find a full jigsaw puzzle when all you had was just one piece.
*
Speed took out the clothes from the brown bag carefully. He placed the magnifying eyeglasses on him head and spread the clothes on the illuminated table.
Using a flashlight he went over the fabrics inch by inch. On the hem of the shirt he found a tiny spot of something that appeared to be blood - he cut out the fabric around the spot and dripped some solution on it. The sport turned bright pink almost instantly - confirming it was human blood.
On the end of the long sleeve he found some dark residue and swabbed it for analysis. On one of the pants legs he found a short blond hair. He placed it in a bag and logged it properly. He went over to the shoes and swabbed the sole of the foot - it seemed like common dirt but he couldn't be sure until he placed it under the microscope.
*
Erik and David walked into the house, lighting their way with flashlights. The place was a mess - beer bottles, leftover food, dirty clothes.
David made his way into the study while Erik went into the bedroom. He opened the closet and looked in. at the bottom there were some boxes and he knelt down to look at them. Some of them contained shoes and one contained family pictures. The last box, the largest, contained kids toys.
"Erik, have a look at this" he heard David call for him from the other room.
The study was as messy as the rest of the house, Erik followed David inside and watched as David pressed a button on the TV remote. The TV came to life and so did the video - pedophile porn began to show on the screen.
"There's about a dozen more tapes on that shelf over there" David told him
*
Jamie came out of the lab where Speed had been working with an evidence bag in her hand and made her way to the other room.
She pulled on a lab coat and went to work.
She pulled out the hair Speed had found on the suspect's clothing and placed it under the microscope - luckily for them the root of the hair was still there.
She cut off the hair follicle and placed it in a tube along with some solution, then placed it in the centrifuge. She watched the machine spin for a few moments and then took it out again and placed it in the analyzed.
Within an hour or so, they might have a DNA sample
*
"Mr. Benitez, where are those kids?" Horatio asked for the hundredth time
"He already answered that" the lawyer objected
"And he will continue to answer it until he gives me an answer I will believe" Horatio glanced at the man, then focused back on the suspect.
"I don't know nothing about no kids" Benitez shrugged
"Then why did you run?"
"I saw all those cops in front of my house. That's never a good sign. I panicked"
"Now why would you panic if you had nothing to hide?" Horatio insisted
"You have nothing against my client, you can't hold him" the lawyer made a move to get up
"He can't" Bailey declared as he came into the room "But I can. This is a kidnapping case, it's under FBI authority, we can pretty much do what we want"
"In other words, sit down counselor and make yourself comfortable, we're going to be here for a while" Horatio sneered, and the man took his seat again.
*
Calleigh was half dozing in front of her computer when it finally beeped to signal that it found a match.
She leaned forward in her seat and looked closer. The map that was showing was of the Miami down town area and she made a large print out of it, along with a large print out of her piece - also enlarged.
She placed the full map on the illuminated board then attached her small piece. She took a marker and began from the ink mark at the bottom - completing the circle that was once drawn there before the paper was burned.
It gave her an area of about 15 blocks.
She took out her phone and dialed Horatio's number.
*
Jamie made her way down the hall into the waiting room.
"Mr. and Mrs. Summers, my name is Jamie Sullivan. We found some evidence and we're going to need your help"
"Anything we can do..." the father quickly replied
"We're going to need a DNA sample for comparison."
They both nodded and she took swabs from the inside of their mouth. She thanked them, trying to convey her sympathy with her eyes, and made her way back to her lab.
She processed the swabs, dripping solutions on them and placing them into the machine, working carefully and accurately. When both samples were ready she loaded them into the computer and waited for the printout.
She picked up her phone and dialed Speed's number, watching him pick up his phone in the next lab. "I have the results." She told him and he lifted his head and made eye contact with her through the glass "The hair from the suspect's clothes belongs with 99% certainty to someone related to Mr. and Mrs. Summers"
"I'll see that and raise you a blood sputter and some gun powder" Speed said gravely
"The kids?"
"Hitchcomb" Speed replied "Seems like we have our shooter"