"Grissom" he barked into the phone.
"You've landed finally" Brass barked back "Get over to the Mirage. It looked like a someone tried to redecorate a room with a paint sprayer full of blood and accent the room with dismembered body parts"
"Have you been watching TLC again" he joked
"Very funny, just get here" Brass hung up.
"Welcome Home" Grissom thought, looking around at the passengers being hugged and escorted out of the air port by people genuinely happy to see them.
Sara came to mind, he wondered if she would be at the scene. She seemed to be making herself scarce where he was concerned lately. He earnestly hoped that the attraction they had felt toward one another had faded. He had certainly disciplined himself not to indulge in thought of what his life could be like if they explored what lay unspoken between them for 5 years. She seem to alternately seek him out and ignore him. He was not willing to upset their careers in order to explore the possibility of a relationship that could cost both of them more then they were willing to pay. On the other hand she had never really reciprocated any overture, no matter how clumsy, he had offered. He walked to short term parking and got into his truck, his mind losing the thought of Sara and preparing for the grisly scenario that awaited him at the Mirage.
"What took you so long?" Brass impatiently asked
"Traffic was murder" Gil answered looking around the room. "Your eloquent description was accurate"
Gil could smell the coppery scent of blood as he gotten off the elevator. The room looked like it had literally been sprayed with blood and the torso of a female body lay on the bed the arms and legs missing.
"I found the missing appendages in the tub. The head is still MIA but these arms and legs belong to our torso " Nick yelled from the bathroom.
Putting on gloves and surgical booties on his shoes, Grissom entered the scene.
"I'll just wait our here" Brass offered. Grissom frowned.
"You are not gonna believe this, Gris," Nick said emerging from the bath room. " I tested the blood on the walls , its not human."
"Get the samples back to the lab, find out what it is." Grissom ordered. "Nick, wait, it really looks like the room was literally sprayed with blood"
Nick examined the walls and furniture.
"Like with one of those power sprayers from Lowes or something" Nick offered
"Time of death?" Gil asked looking down at the torso, being examined by the ME.
"Not long about three hours" The ME added
"What are we looking at?" Grissom grimaced as he walked out of the hotel room.
Brass told Grissom that he had men searching the adjoining rooms and questioning all the occupants of the floors above and below the room. Nothing had turned up. Grissom told Nick to make sure the surveillance taped were sent back to CSI. An unnecessary command, since Nick had already seen to that detail. The was practically unprocessable with the amount of blood in the room. They would need more protective clothing to process it. Gil wanted to know the animal the blood came from first , that might give up a lead. He would wait until the body was taken from the room. The autopsy would answer a few question. Brass's phone rang.
"A valet found a head in a car, might be our vic's" he yelled to Grissom
"You think?" Gil replied and headed to the new scene.