1Sorry it took so long. was not working this weekend. I finally to on today. I do not own CSI or any of the characters mentioned. Well except for Jeff Sanders, Kara the new Lab Girl, and Evan Reynolds. If I did own CSI, I would be LOOOOOADED!
Sara, Greg and Catherine walked around the classroom passing out sheets of white computer paper. "I just need your name and address." Sara said when she returned to the front of the room. "And if you have any information on who might be Evan's killer, just come to the police department and ask for Greg Sanders, Sara Sidle or Catherine Willows. Any one of us and we would be glad to listen to what you have to say." Greg said. "Is there anything you can tell us about the case?" a voice from the back called out."
Catherine stepped in. "I'm sorry, but no. There is nothing we can legally disclose to the public." "Yeah. If we do, we could lose our jobs and you could go to prison." Sara added.
Back at the lab, Sara was looking at the handwriting samples that were being analyzed on the computer. She came across an exact match: Jeff Sanders.
"GREG!" Sara screamed when she went running into the lab. "Yes, Sara?" he asked. "I've got a match for the note." She told him handing him a piece of paper. "Holy shit." Greg said. It was the first time Sara had heard him curse. "Is this correct?" Greg asked.
About 15 minutes later, Greg and Sara were in the interrogation room with Jeff. "Listen, Jeff," Greg began to say, "I need you to be honest with me."
"Ok," Jeff answered. Sara jumped out of her chair. Enough with your bullshit!" she yelled. "I know you were in the woods. I can place you there." she said. "How can you do that?" Greg asked.
Sara pulled a picture out of the folder that she carried in. Greg got out of his chair and walked over to Sara. "Could I see you over in the corner for a second?" he asked. "Sure."
Over in the corner, Greg asked Sara his question. "Why do you have a picture of my footprint?" he asked. "That's not your footprint." Sara replied. "It's Jeff's. Your foot is way smaller than his."
"Really?" Greg asked.
"Yeah. Don't you remember? You took me Christmas shopping and you bought Jeff the same kind of shoes that you have. You said that he liked yours and wondered if it came in a bigger size." Sara told him.
They went back to the table. "Jeff, could you please take off your shoes please?" Sara asked. "You too, Greg." They did as they were told. Sara snapped the picture. The bottoms matched.
Sara was processing the two prints when Kara walked into the room. "You know that Jeff wrote the note. And that he was at the scene." "Yes." Sara replied. "Well, he didn't pin it to the tree." Kara told her.
"Well, who did?" Sara asked. "The print I found on the note belongs to a Mark Robinson."
Greg came running in the room. "Greg, what's wrong?" Sara asked him. Greg looked like he had been crying. "It's our new call" He said. "It's Jeff. They found him in the woods near where Evan was found.