Ok reviews yeah. Does the dance of joy repeatedly!
Bene- here is chapter 4, please do the dance of joy with me because five is well on it's way!
Moonlighttrails- hopefully this is keeping the good stuff up.
Faith Kingsley- I get the feeling if I harm Sara in anyway you will come
and hurt me : )
jtbwriter- Grissom needs to ride in on a white horse and save her, no that's a bit cheesy. Maybe I'll see what the creeps do to her!
This was the third house Nick, Warrick and Brass had been to so far all they had on any members of the Whittle gang was a club they hung out at, which didn't open until 8pm. The latest address they were trying was one of Julian Westbrook. Warrick placed his had against the window trying to get a better view of inside through the dirt on the windows.
"Police. Julian open up" shouted Brass banging once again on the front door.
"Hey" Warrick shouted signalling them to come to the window. Nick peered through seeing Julian lying on the floor.
"Oh great he's high. A lot of help that's going to be!" he said banging the window causing Julian to jump.
"Actually it might be. Defences down I think it's the perfect time," said Brass heading back to the door and kicking it. Nick couldn't help but smile as Brass went full pelt at the door and it did nothing but wobble. This time Warrick went at the door and it swung open.
"Oh man smells like a decomp in he," shouted Warrick heading for the front room. The house looked like it had never been cleaned. Blankets and mattresses laid on the floor covered in grime. Brass strode over and pulled Julian to his feet by his collar.
"Hey man get off. This is personal use yer," slurred Julian struggling to get free. Brass released his grip on him allowing him to fall back down to the floor.
"Were not here for that. We want to know where Liam is," said Nick
"I don't know go look for your self" Brass began to lose his patience with Julian.
"Look if you know where he is I suggest you tell us. Other wise I'm going to have to take you to the station, wait for you to come down. Then have a look at your record see what there is we can arrest you for" he said advancing on the slumped out form of Julian.
"Hey this harassment. You witnessed that right" he began pointing at Nick and Warrick.
"You know I don't think he has a clue. He not exactly a big player" Said Nick turning away.
"Hey what's that supposed to mean" Julian stumbled to his feet shouting after Nick. Warrick caught on what Nick was doing.
"It means that when something big goes down you aren't in the loop," replied Warrick.
"Yer well if I'm not in the loop. Then why was I told to get cars ready" his speech was becoming more and more slurred.
"Where?" shouted Brass pulling him up again. This time Julian became limp in his arms.
"Shit. get an ambulance he's overdosed" called Brass allowing his limp form to return to the floor.
"Ok so we know that he's planning to get out of town"
"We Knew that already Nick" sighed Warrick.
"Well he's not going to be awake for a while"
"Even if he was I doubt they trusted him to get the cars to where there holding Sara. Guess we better tell Grissom"
Catherine was sat at the table across from Greg and Grissom. She was going over papers of ownership. Police officers had been round all know properties of the Whittles or people in there gang and so far nothing. Catherine couldn't help but think that it could be her they were looking for. If she had helped Sara instead of sucking up to Ecklie instead of getting her hands dirty they might not be looking for anyone. Cath hated that thought. After seeing how Ecklie was today she hated herself for all those times she had sucked up to him, the time when Sara shouted at him and she was all for having her fired. She wished she had stuck up for Sara now. They may always argue but that was because of there pride. Catherine's stopped her from apologising anytime she said something out of line and Sara's from backing down from a confrontation. Things had got so out of control between the two of them lab techs had started betting on when it would come to blows. She thought for a minute of her and Sara going at it in the middle of the corridor, Greg watching and suggesting that someone throw some oil on them. She had never wanted to hit Sara, to be honest she had never really been that angry with her more herself. Sara was able to pick up on all the things Cath was most insecure about that was what made her angry not the fact that Sara got involved in cases or anything else.
"Having any luck?" asked Greg putting down the pile of papers he was also sorting through. Catherine shook her head in response.
"Hey" Nick and Warrick entered the room. Brass stopped at the door to answer his phone.
"We got a overdosed drug addict Julian Westbrook who managed to say he was in charge of cars before collapsing" said Nick sitting down next to Greg.
"So we have nothing" Catherine knocked over her pile of papers becoming stressed.
"Actually we have a ransom" said Brass entering the room. "Last victim's neighbour reported a disturbance a window was smashed. Officers went round and found a picture taped to the front door there e-mailing it now" he said putting his phone away.
Grissom lent over and turned the computer on so that it was visible on the big screen. A new mail popped up in the left hand corner. Catherine gasped as he opened it. There was a picture of Sara. She was tied and gagged. Blood was visible on her top and her eyes glistened with tears. Catherine couldn't help but notice how her porcelain face seemed whiter that normal. And on her lap was a message.
NO CSI'S ARE TO TESTIFY AT THE APPEAL OF JOHN WHITTLE. IF THEY DO THEN YOU CSI WILL BE HARMED.
"How will that help?" asked Greg realising he had asked out loud. Grissom tore his eyes away from the image of Sara and clicked of it not wanting the whole lab to see.
"With no prosecution, the appeal will win he gets of murder row and his case can be reopened" replied Grissom desperately wanting to loo k at the picture again to cheek Sara for any signs that she had been hurt. He wanted to know where the blood on her top had come from, was it just her lip of had she been hurt more.
"GIL." Catherine suddenly shouted. "Sofia's at the court!"
"Call her stop her from going in. I don't car what Ecklie's says we need to buy some time" shouted Grissom. Nick grabbed his phone and dialled.
"Sofia. Don't testify ok come back to the lab now" Nick said in one breath.
"What" he hung up. "The appeal started early she's already been in" he dropped his phone missing his pocket as the sound echoed round the now silent room.
Please review. That by the way was my attempt at a cliff hanger. Chapter 5 is almost finished so I'll have it up by Friday maybe sooner with encouragement!