TITLE: STOLEN IDENTITY

CASE #: 3

DISCLAIMER: UNFORTUNATLEY I DON"T OWN ANY OF THEM.

Chapter 11

Warrick, Nick and Sara sat in the break room waiting for Gil and Catherine to arrive, when Brass broke the horrible news to them.

As soon as he walked into the break room they could tell something was wrong.

"Brass" Warrick began "What's going on?"

Brass sighed and sat down at the head of the table. "I know I should wait until Gil gets here but," Brass put a hand on his head and sighed "The two officers I had watching Catherine were found in there vehicles they were both shot. A mile or so down the road just short of the tracks Catherine's tahoe was found abandon. The window was smashed, looks like a kidnapping."

Sara looked around the table "Does Gil know?" she said frantically

Brass shook his head "I called and there was no answer. I paged him so I guess he is on his way." Brass stood up from his chair "In the mean time I need two of you out there processing Catherine's tahoe, I will wait for Gil and fill him in when he gets here."

"Is it our guy you warned us about, the one who is having an identity crisis?" Warrick asked on his way out of the room.

Brass shook his head "As of now that is the only explanation, he was the only one who threatened Catherine"

"Gil is going to snap when he finds out," Warrick added

"Don't worry about that, leave Gil to me. All we need to worry about is finding Catherine"

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Catherine paced back and forth around the bedroom.

"I have to get to Lindsey and Gil" she thought to herself "We have to get out of here"

Catherine looked around the room. "Drawers" she whispered to herself. "There must be something in here for me to use as a weapon.

Catherine got down on her knees and began pulling out the drawers from the night table and then the dresser.

At the bottom of the last dresser drawer Catherine found a cell phone. "Jackpot" she whispered and took the phone out.

Looking at the screen she realized the battery was low as Catherine dialled Brass's cell number.

After a few seconds the cell phone beeped and promted her that there was no signal. "Dammit" she whispered and raised the phone in the air. "Come on" she said as she walked around the room "Come on"

Again in seconds the phone prompted her again. "Signal found.. Calling"

"Thank you" she sat down on the bed and waited for Brass to answer.

The cell phone rang a few times before Brass picked up.

"Brass" he answered.

Catherine jumped up "Brass, it's me, Gil, Lindsey and I, That guy from earlier he has us in his house, I am not sure where but I know his name is Martin Frank, I am sure you will be able to…." the phone cut out

"Brass" she whispered, "Damn it Brass" she called again this time with a waver in her voice.

Catherine looked at the cell phone screen. It was blank.

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Sara and Warrick began processing the vehicle as soon as they arrived at the scene.

Warrick started on the outside of the tahoe and Sara started on the inside.

"Looks like the window was broken from outside the vehicle, look at all the glass on the inside of the drivers seat." he said as he peered through the broken window.

"The passenger side door is open" Sara commented as she walked around the tahoe. "Our kidnapper breaks the window to get at her and Catherine tries to escape by going out the opposite door."

"Makes sense" Warrick added as he bent down and opened his kit he retrieved a small container of pink powder and a small brush

"I hope Gil is going to be okay." Warrick spoke to Sara as he dusted the door handle for prints.

"I have some shards of glass here with a red substance" Sara began "Could be blood."

"I've got some prints here, hopefully they will give us something." Warrick stood up after collecting his evidence. "These prints could belong to anyone, including Catherine".

"And if they are Catherine's" Sara walked over to Warrick "Then were back at square one."