Chapter Twenty Seven-Interrogations
"Luke Lansing?" Brass asked, standing at the doorway with Grissom and Warrick. Lansing stopped working and looked up.
"Yes, and who are you?"
"We're Crime Scene Investigators, my name is Gil Grissom, he is Warrick Brown, and this is Officer Brass. We need to ask you a few questions about Nikki O'Reily, and your 'best friend', Rick Johnson." Lansing's eyes widened slightly, barely noticeable, but it was to the three men.
"All right." Lansing tried to sound calm, but his hands were shaking a bit.
"So how did you meet Rick Johnson?" Lansing started to sweat mildly.
"From high school, we just started to be better friends in the last year." Grissom raised his eyebrows.
"So now that we have established the fact that you actually DON'T know Rick Johnson, how do you know Nikki O'Reily?" Warrick asked, slightly amused by the shaking man.
"Wh-what are you talking about?"
"See, Rick dropped OUT of high school in the second year and never went back...to ANY school for that matter. Again, how do you know Nikki O'Reily?" Grissom asked. Luke paused, preparing to make up another lie.
"Look, whatever you're gonna come up with, we know it will be a lie, so just tell us the truth! You're a smart lawyer, you know what happens to people who cover for big-time criminals...not only do you forever lose your job, you get put away...for a VERY long time." Brass snapped. Lansing gulped then finally nodded.
"All right! I don't know Rick Johnson...but Nikki O'Reily, I definitely know." Brass grinned.
"You can start by telling us everything." Lansing sighed heavily and nodded once again.
"Nikki used to be a stripper...I always went to her because she was really...hot. After she found out about me being rich, she videotaped one of our...sessions, and coincidentally, we were...role-playing...she was a victim, I was the...criminal. She told me a few days later and threatened to give it to the police and press charges against me, unless I do one favour for her some day, then she'll destroy the tape. So I did..." Brass scoffed.
"Well then, all right." So Nikki came looking for you...she's the one who made you bail Johnson out from jail?" Lansing nodded.
"That's right."
"Okay, thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Lansing." Grissom said. The three men stood up and left, exchanging odd looks.
"That Nikki sure is smart and devious." Warrick mumbled.
~~~ On with Catherine and Sara ~~~
"Good afternoon, Mr. Ericson. I'm Catherine Willows and this is Sara Sidle, we're Crime Scene Investigators here to ask you a few questions about Nikki O'Reily." Ericson stopped typing and looked up at the women.
"Nikki O'Reily?"
"Yeah, she worked undercover a-"
"I know, I remember she was an ex-agent." Catherine nodded.
"What do you want to know about her?" Catherine and Sara walked up to his desk.
"When Nikki worked for you, how did she...act? Anything odd or suspicious about her behaviour?" Ericson frowned.
"That's the odd thing, Nikki was an amazing agent...she was a newby who got a big case out on field a few weeks after she started working. Don't know what triggered the change in her while she was undercover though...probably thought she could be better off with a criminal." Catherine and Sara glanced at each other.
"What do you mean?"
"Didn't you know? Nikki loved that gangster...she really did...unusual, definitely."
"All right then, thank you for your cooperation Mr. Ericson." Sara said, and the two women left. Just then, one of the other cops appeared in front of them.
"So I heard you two were looking for information about Nikki O'Reily." Catherine frowned.
"News travels fast...who are you? Do you know something we don't?"
"My name is Bobby Silver, and I...I loved Nikki." Sara raised an eyebrow.
"But not anymore...ever since she left the department, I forgot about her...but I still care...I want to help you. Nikki was always attracted to criminals...big-time criminals, rich or poor, she was infatuated with them. If she ever saw one at a club or something, she'd always try to seduce him or something. Then, as time passes, Nikki would convince herself that she is no doubt, in love with the criminal." Finally, it dawned on the women.
"Big-time criminal Rick Johnson." Sara mumbled. Bobby smiled and nodded.
"Exactly." Catherine smiled.
"Thanks." Bobby nodded again and walked away.
"Well! I'd say this is our lucky day!" Catherine exclaimed.
"But it isn't Nikki O'Reily's lucky day." Sara replied, and Catherine laughed.
"Definitely not."
~~~ A few minutes after in the CSI's break room ~~~
Catherine let out a loud yawn and sat down on the couch, stretching her tired arms.
"Boys, it's been a looong day."
"Long, but effective." Grissom added, reading the newspaper.
"So how'd it go with Lansing?" Sara asked.
"Did he spill?"
"Like a bag of beans." Warrick replied.
"Told us everything we needed to know. He didn't know Rick, but he knew Nikki...intimately." Catherine raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean?" Then, the four CSIs started exchanging information.
"Whoa...that Nikki is...resourceful." Sara stated.
"Probably too smart for her own good...no worries, it's time to take her down." Catherine mumbled.
"Yes, but the important question now, is, where can we find Ms. Devious?" Grissom stated. Suddenly, Archie burst into the break room, panting.
"Guys, Nick just called, Greg's having a seizure!" The CSIs immediately dropped everything and hurried to the hospital.
A/N: Ack! Sorry for updating so late! Told you! I know I should make any promises! LOL! Anyway, thanks for EVERYONE who reviewed my story! You guys are the ones to keep me going! Yey! So please, MORE reviews! Heeheehee! Thank you sooo much! =D
"Luke Lansing?" Brass asked, standing at the doorway with Grissom and Warrick. Lansing stopped working and looked up.
"Yes, and who are you?"
"We're Crime Scene Investigators, my name is Gil Grissom, he is Warrick Brown, and this is Officer Brass. We need to ask you a few questions about Nikki O'Reily, and your 'best friend', Rick Johnson." Lansing's eyes widened slightly, barely noticeable, but it was to the three men.
"All right." Lansing tried to sound calm, but his hands were shaking a bit.
"So how did you meet Rick Johnson?" Lansing started to sweat mildly.
"From high school, we just started to be better friends in the last year." Grissom raised his eyebrows.
"So now that we have established the fact that you actually DON'T know Rick Johnson, how do you know Nikki O'Reily?" Warrick asked, slightly amused by the shaking man.
"Wh-what are you talking about?"
"See, Rick dropped OUT of high school in the second year and never went back...to ANY school for that matter. Again, how do you know Nikki O'Reily?" Grissom asked. Luke paused, preparing to make up another lie.
"Look, whatever you're gonna come up with, we know it will be a lie, so just tell us the truth! You're a smart lawyer, you know what happens to people who cover for big-time criminals...not only do you forever lose your job, you get put away...for a VERY long time." Brass snapped. Lansing gulped then finally nodded.
"All right! I don't know Rick Johnson...but Nikki O'Reily, I definitely know." Brass grinned.
"You can start by telling us everything." Lansing sighed heavily and nodded once again.
"Nikki used to be a stripper...I always went to her because she was really...hot. After she found out about me being rich, she videotaped one of our...sessions, and coincidentally, we were...role-playing...she was a victim, I was the...criminal. She told me a few days later and threatened to give it to the police and press charges against me, unless I do one favour for her some day, then she'll destroy the tape. So I did..." Brass scoffed.
"Well then, all right." So Nikki came looking for you...she's the one who made you bail Johnson out from jail?" Lansing nodded.
"That's right."
"Okay, thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Lansing." Grissom said. The three men stood up and left, exchanging odd looks.
"That Nikki sure is smart and devious." Warrick mumbled.
~~~ On with Catherine and Sara ~~~
"Good afternoon, Mr. Ericson. I'm Catherine Willows and this is Sara Sidle, we're Crime Scene Investigators here to ask you a few questions about Nikki O'Reily." Ericson stopped typing and looked up at the women.
"Nikki O'Reily?"
"Yeah, she worked undercover a-"
"I know, I remember she was an ex-agent." Catherine nodded.
"What do you want to know about her?" Catherine and Sara walked up to his desk.
"When Nikki worked for you, how did she...act? Anything odd or suspicious about her behaviour?" Ericson frowned.
"That's the odd thing, Nikki was an amazing agent...she was a newby who got a big case out on field a few weeks after she started working. Don't know what triggered the change in her while she was undercover though...probably thought she could be better off with a criminal." Catherine and Sara glanced at each other.
"What do you mean?"
"Didn't you know? Nikki loved that gangster...she really did...unusual, definitely."
"All right then, thank you for your cooperation Mr. Ericson." Sara said, and the two women left. Just then, one of the other cops appeared in front of them.
"So I heard you two were looking for information about Nikki O'Reily." Catherine frowned.
"News travels fast...who are you? Do you know something we don't?"
"My name is Bobby Silver, and I...I loved Nikki." Sara raised an eyebrow.
"But not anymore...ever since she left the department, I forgot about her...but I still care...I want to help you. Nikki was always attracted to criminals...big-time criminals, rich or poor, she was infatuated with them. If she ever saw one at a club or something, she'd always try to seduce him or something. Then, as time passes, Nikki would convince herself that she is no doubt, in love with the criminal." Finally, it dawned on the women.
"Big-time criminal Rick Johnson." Sara mumbled. Bobby smiled and nodded.
"Exactly." Catherine smiled.
"Thanks." Bobby nodded again and walked away.
"Well! I'd say this is our lucky day!" Catherine exclaimed.
"But it isn't Nikki O'Reily's lucky day." Sara replied, and Catherine laughed.
"Definitely not."
~~~ A few minutes after in the CSI's break room ~~~
Catherine let out a loud yawn and sat down on the couch, stretching her tired arms.
"Boys, it's been a looong day."
"Long, but effective." Grissom added, reading the newspaper.
"So how'd it go with Lansing?" Sara asked.
"Did he spill?"
"Like a bag of beans." Warrick replied.
"Told us everything we needed to know. He didn't know Rick, but he knew Nikki...intimately." Catherine raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean?" Then, the four CSIs started exchanging information.
"Whoa...that Nikki is...resourceful." Sara stated.
"Probably too smart for her own good...no worries, it's time to take her down." Catherine mumbled.
"Yes, but the important question now, is, where can we find Ms. Devious?" Grissom stated. Suddenly, Archie burst into the break room, panting.
"Guys, Nick just called, Greg's having a seizure!" The CSIs immediately dropped everything and hurried to the hospital.
A/N: Ack! Sorry for updating so late! Told you! I know I should make any promises! LOL! Anyway, thanks for EVERYONE who reviewed my story! You guys are the ones to keep me going! Yey! So please, MORE reviews! Heeheehee! Thank you sooo much! =D