To my one and only fan - you know who you are - thank you for waiting this long. I know it's not much but I hope it will satisfy your appetite for a little while...
As always - If you enjoy it don't keep it to yourself and tell me about it - and if you hate it feel free to tell me about it too, in fact you must tell me about it so as to prevent me from writing something you hate ever again... just kidding - but really - reviews are always welcome...
Erik and Horatio stood outside the gate of the enormous mansion overlooking the ocean and surveyed their surroundings. Horatio noticed several armed guards walking around the gardens, as well as at least half a dozen surveillance cameras covering the grounds. Erik rang the intercom and looked up at the camera located above the large metal gates. When a few seconds passed and nothing happened, Horatio pulled up his badge and displayed it in front of the camera - almost immediately the gate was buzzed open in frint of them.
"It's nice to see having a badge still counts for something in certain places" Erik tried to joke
"somehow I don't think the Sanchez family carries a lot of respect for men in uniform" Horatio muttered back as the two of them started making their way up the driveway and towards the large house. Almost immediately they were joined by several of the guards who said nothing and simply walked behind them until they reached the front door.
The man who stood in the doorway, waiting to welcome them in, was short masculine, with greasy dark hair and dark eyes. Horatio quickly recognized him from the pictures he saw in the police files - Figo Sanchez Sr. - the head of the family.
"Detective Caine" he greeted them, and Horatio wasn't all that surprised that the man already knew his name "What brings the Miami Dade Crime lab to my door step on this fine day?"
"We're here to ask you a few questions about a shooting that took place this morning" Horatio replied without giving any more details then necessary.
"Well then" the man smiled sweetly as he could "It seems like this is a business best handled in doors - please come in…"
Calleigh walked through the lab doors and almost crashed into Speed head on. For a moment she nearly lost her balance and the numerous evidence bags in her arms began to wobble and threaten to fall. In the last second Speed managed to catch the boxes before they hit the ground.
"What the heck is all of this?" he asked in an amused tone
"Bullets from the warehouse - I think I got all of them…" Calleigh said tiredly "It took me hours to collect them all…"
"How are you going to process all of these? It's gonna take you years…"
"Actually, I had a little brainstorm on my way here…I think I might have a way to shorten the process" Calleigh said with a small smile
"Need any help?"
"How about first you help my get all of these boxes to the lab" she smiled sweetly, shoving the large box into his hands and starting to head towards the ballistics lab "Oh and Speed? There are two more of these boxes in the car - you mind getting those two"
With that she disappeared down the hall leaving Speed to mutter to himself "I fell right into that one didn't I?"
"And you believe my family had something to do with this terrible crime?" Figo Sanchez asked in a thick Columbian accent after Horatio explained the point of their visit
"The Cocaine we found is believed to be from one of your labs that was hit a couple of weeks ago…"
"I assure you detective Caine I have no idea what you're talking about - my family business are all perfectly legal - if you don't believe me you should ask you justice department - they tried a number of times to prove any illegal activity and unfortunately for them - failed every time…"
"I'll be sure to do that" Horatio replied dryly just as loud voices came from that main hall.
A few second later the large doors were opened and in entered a young man, the spitting image of his father. He was dressed in an expensive three piece suit, his hair slicked back and a large gold medallion hung around his neck.
"Detective Caine please meet my son Figo Jr." The old man rose from his seat to greet his son with a hug
"Do you people have a reason to come here and bother my father?" the young one wasted no time and immediately charged at Horatio and Delko "He is ill and you have no right to barge in here…"
"Your father invited us in Jr." Horatio looked down, avoided eye contact and said as quietly and a menacingly as possible in an attempt to defuse the situation. Suddenly he noticed Figo Jr's shoes "Those are really interesting army boots Jr. - they don't really go with you outfit though?"
"What are you the fashion police?" Figo Jr. smirked
Horatio leaned and used his handkerchief to swipe something off the man's left boot, then smiled and put on his glasses "We'll be leaving now… Thank you for your time, I'm sure we'll meet again"
Delko waited until they were out of the main gate and away from the guards who escorted them all the way out to send a questioning look at Horatio " Did he have Blood on his boot?"
"No, he had glass" Horatio handed him the handkerchief which he slipped into a plastice bag "Let's see if it matches the glass from the warehouse.
