Chapter 4
"Take another step and Greg dies."
Roe stated in a matter-of-fact, if bored tone of voice. The CSI's had found Greg. The basement was dark, cold and rancid, thoughts flashed on what state they would find Greg in. Now they had to convince Roe to give Greg to them. Edward Roe's brother sighed.
"You people are so predictable."
The light was dim, just light enough to make out the figure of Roe pointing a gun at someone tied up in the shadow who they could only presume was Greg.
"Turn the lights up and let us see Greg."
The CSI's were not frightened by the situation, on the outside at least. They were worried for Greg's safety but this was a scenario they were more prepared for than most people. It was Grissom who had spoken, in a calm, steady voice which seemed to aggravate Roe slightly.
"See I would do, but you wanna check if he's alright, and, well he's not alright. Don't get me wrong he's not dead. Probably wishes he was."
Roe chuckled a dry laugh, and the inner worry of the CSI's deepened.
"Now you're going to tie each other up, I'll be checking your efforts and if you try anything, or the ropes aren't tight enough...don't imagine I would hesitate to kill your lab rat."
At the look on the faces of the CSI's Roe explained.
"There's six of you and one of me, I'm not comfortable with the situation as is."
Reluctantly they did as they were told. Roe went on cockily.
"You know the bullet proof vests really aren't very subtle, even in this light, but if it makes you feel better."
Roe shoved a tied up Greg over to where the others were standing and they tried their best to resist any temptation to go to him and see if he was ok. Sara, standing next to him could tell he was fiddling with the ropes around his wrists and, noting the lack of rope around his ankles felt a surge of hope, swiftly followed by fear for Greg's safety.
"Now, are we all comfortable? You all had your part in killing my brother, and now I'm going to do to you, what you all did to Ed. It's-"
Roe was interrupted by the sound of policemen storming upstairs. He ran to the door and locked it. Greg took the opportunity of his back being turned to jump him. Grabbing the gun out of his hand he punched Roe in the face then stood, eyes glinting dangerously with fury, with the gun to Roe's head. He cocked the gun, shouts from the CSI's sounding further and further away as he felt his heart pounding with passion. He didn't notice Sara diving to the floor at Nick's feet, his focus was entirely on the piece of dirt in front of him. His finger pulled back on the trigger slowly. Out of the commotion nearby his focus on Roe was destroyed as Nick stepped in between him and Roe.
"Greg listen to me, you don't wanna do this."
Greg dropped the gun in shock, having been about 2mm away from killing his colleague. The other CSI's were freeing each other; the bonds around their wrists gave limited movement but it fairly easy to untie each other from the ropes they themselves had tied. Warrick grabbed Roe before he lunged for the gun lying on the floor. The police burst through the door. They took stock of the situation quickly and took Roe away. Greg stood shaking for a while before collapsing on the floor, led down slightly by Nick's hand. Nick sat in front of him and gauged how in shock the young lab tech was.
Greg grabbed Nick urgently, tears streaming down his face.
"He killed my Mom, my sister and my best friends."
He choked on the words, as if the impact was only just making itself known to him.
A range of emotions flooded Nick's face; shock, rage, disgust and pity among them. He pulled Greg towards him and hugged him. Nick was close to his family.
Sara and Catherine wandered cautiously over to them.
"They found..."
"Greg's family."
Nick answered briefly, knowing they already knew about Greg's friends.
Silently, they helped Greg up, and got him out of surroundings they knew wouldn't help, onto a waiting ambulance.
TBC
"Take another step and Greg dies."
Roe stated in a matter-of-fact, if bored tone of voice. The CSI's had found Greg. The basement was dark, cold and rancid, thoughts flashed on what state they would find Greg in. Now they had to convince Roe to give Greg to them. Edward Roe's brother sighed.
"You people are so predictable."
The light was dim, just light enough to make out the figure of Roe pointing a gun at someone tied up in the shadow who they could only presume was Greg.
"Turn the lights up and let us see Greg."
The CSI's were not frightened by the situation, on the outside at least. They were worried for Greg's safety but this was a scenario they were more prepared for than most people. It was Grissom who had spoken, in a calm, steady voice which seemed to aggravate Roe slightly.
"See I would do, but you wanna check if he's alright, and, well he's not alright. Don't get me wrong he's not dead. Probably wishes he was."
Roe chuckled a dry laugh, and the inner worry of the CSI's deepened.
"Now you're going to tie each other up, I'll be checking your efforts and if you try anything, or the ropes aren't tight enough...don't imagine I would hesitate to kill your lab rat."
At the look on the faces of the CSI's Roe explained.
"There's six of you and one of me, I'm not comfortable with the situation as is."
Reluctantly they did as they were told. Roe went on cockily.
"You know the bullet proof vests really aren't very subtle, even in this light, but if it makes you feel better."
Roe shoved a tied up Greg over to where the others were standing and they tried their best to resist any temptation to go to him and see if he was ok. Sara, standing next to him could tell he was fiddling with the ropes around his wrists and, noting the lack of rope around his ankles felt a surge of hope, swiftly followed by fear for Greg's safety.
"Now, are we all comfortable? You all had your part in killing my brother, and now I'm going to do to you, what you all did to Ed. It's-"
Roe was interrupted by the sound of policemen storming upstairs. He ran to the door and locked it. Greg took the opportunity of his back being turned to jump him. Grabbing the gun out of his hand he punched Roe in the face then stood, eyes glinting dangerously with fury, with the gun to Roe's head. He cocked the gun, shouts from the CSI's sounding further and further away as he felt his heart pounding with passion. He didn't notice Sara diving to the floor at Nick's feet, his focus was entirely on the piece of dirt in front of him. His finger pulled back on the trigger slowly. Out of the commotion nearby his focus on Roe was destroyed as Nick stepped in between him and Roe.
"Greg listen to me, you don't wanna do this."
Greg dropped the gun in shock, having been about 2mm away from killing his colleague. The other CSI's were freeing each other; the bonds around their wrists gave limited movement but it fairly easy to untie each other from the ropes they themselves had tied. Warrick grabbed Roe before he lunged for the gun lying on the floor. The police burst through the door. They took stock of the situation quickly and took Roe away. Greg stood shaking for a while before collapsing on the floor, led down slightly by Nick's hand. Nick sat in front of him and gauged how in shock the young lab tech was.
Greg grabbed Nick urgently, tears streaming down his face.
"He killed my Mom, my sister and my best friends."
He choked on the words, as if the impact was only just making itself known to him.
A range of emotions flooded Nick's face; shock, rage, disgust and pity among them. He pulled Greg towards him and hugged him. Nick was close to his family.
Sara and Catherine wandered cautiously over to them.
"They found..."
"Greg's family."
Nick answered briefly, knowing they already knew about Greg's friends.
Silently, they helped Greg up, and got him out of surroundings they knew wouldn't help, onto a waiting ambulance.
TBC