AN: Hey guys guess what! Our hotel has a computer in the lobby! Oh I'm so happy I could do a dance. Well I'll dance later. Here's another chapter. Anyone interested in assisiting in my dancing will be much appreciated.
Half the lab was pulled into Sara's neighborhood. And the media was getting a jump-start on tomorrow's headlines. Brass was shouting again, and Catherine and Warrick had already started a canvas with several rookie cops.
Greg was back at the lab in the conference room. Lena was there too. She refused to be kept out of the loop and to help as much as she could. Other then those too the room was empty. They had a projector and screen, and a dry erase board. Both were looking over Dirchy's files and writing things of interest on the board.
Greg knew that Grissom had asked him to do third to keep him out of the field, not really on the case. He knew Grissom had agreed to let Lena help him for the same reason.
Brass had come in less then a half hour ago with more files. Dirchy's financial records and such, all obtained on a warrant. Catherine walked into the room.
"Greg," she said. Despite the fact she did call Greg, Lena looked up as well. The face Catherine had on not a good one.
"What," Greg asked, almost afraid of the answer.
"We found where he might have abducted her from."
Greg held his breath waiting for the rest of the answer. Lena looked down and shut her eyes.
Catherine showed them an evidence bag with a partially crushed phone in it. It was the same kind of phone Sara owned.
"Is that her's," Lena asked and Catherine nodded.
"We also found blood on the wall and side walk. A lot. Like from a head wound or bloody nose. We swabbed it. Mia's working on it right now. But we're assuming it's Sara's blood. Warrick is canvassing the apartments near by, trying to found out if any one saw or heard anything."
As if on cue, Warrick entered, looking caught between relief and displeasure.
"What do you have," Catherine asked before Greg or Lena could.
"Well, we have someone who heard a disturbance in the street. A lot of noise and screaming. But of course he didn't investigate. Turned the TV up instead." Warrick sounded genuinely angry with this. "Anyway he said it sounded like three or more people. And he remembers hearing a scream, like a little kid's scream."
"That's got to be Tony," Greg exclaimed and Lena nodded.
"Guys we may have something," Brass said walking into the conference room as well. He put a single sheet of paper on the table.
"Dirchy has a small house out in the middle of the desert," he said with a small smile. Greg's heart gave a leap. They had to be there. Where else would Dirchy take them.
"Alright," Gerg said standing up. "Let's get them."