Cassie looked over to see Gus dusting for prints at Jeffrey's room door. "Gus…" she said. "What are you doing? What is going on here?"

"What does it look like I'm doing?" he said, not wanting to be bothered.

"Did something happen here? If a crime was committed in my hotel, then I have a right to know…" Cassie placed her hands on her hips and stared at him.

Gus sighed. "Cassie, did you notice anyone strange coming in or out of this place earlier tonight?"

"No…" Cassie answered. "Why, Gus? What is going on?"

"You didn't notice somebody… Maybe with some blood on his clothes?"

"NO!"

"You ever see Sandy Foster come in or out of this room?"

"Gus, just what exactly are you getting at? Did Jeffrey do something to Sandy?"

"Cassie, just answer the question…"

"He was here last night… But I only saw him in passing. I don't know if he went in there or not…"

"Why did you ask me if Jeffrey did something to Sandy? Do you have reason to believe that he would?"

"No… But you're here dusting Jeffrey's door for prints and asking all sorts of weird, nonsensical questions about Sandy and strange men with blood on their clothes… Gus, tell me what is going on!"

"An investigation…"

"Into what? Is Sandy all right?"

"Your nephew is in the hospital…" Gus said.

"WHAT? And Jeffrey had something to do with it?"

"Cassie, could you open the door for me?"

"Tell me what happened to Sandy!"

"Open the door."

Cassie took out her key and opened the door for Gus. "Just what exactly are you looking for in there?"

"I'll know when I find it…" Gus answered, stepping inside.

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"I take it the job is done…" Vinnie said, looking up to see his lackey walking through the door.

"Yes boss…" the man replied. "And… done well… I might add..."

Vinnie raised an eyebrow. "Good…" he said. "Now we just sit back and wait for O'Neil to destroy himself. No doubt he is going to come gunning after me. And then when I kill him… Of course it will be in self-defense…"

"Of course…"

Vinnie got out of his chair and poured two drinks, raising his glass. "To a job well done…" he said.

"To a job well done…" his lackey replied.

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"Who are these people?" Cassie asked, when the CSI team moved in.

"Cassie…" Gus replied. "You don't need to be here right now…"

Cassie's eyes narrowed. "You still haven't told me what happened to Sandy…"

"Why don't you call your sister… I'm sure she can fill you in on his condition…"

"Fine then…" Cassie said, turning to leave.

"Cassie… wait…" Gus said.

"WHAT?"

"Do you know how often these sheets are changed?"

"Whenever a new guest comes in, obviously, the sheets are washed… For long term guests the sheets are washed every Friday unless they specify otherwise…"

"So… These are the same sheets that were here last night?"

"Yes…" Cassie replied. "Unless he changed them himself…"

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