Disclaimer: I do not own CSI and I am not making any money by writing this story. Author's note: This occurs after the last episode of the third season. Grissom is still in the hospital.

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Meanwhile, Sara and Catherine weren't having any better luck with the fingerprinting. The entire place was a bit greasy and dusty. The various display cases are smashed and the storeroom door has been pried open.

"I'm going to say our perpetrators wore gloves," Catherine states.

"Yeah," Sara says, lost in thought, "Shouldn't a place like this have a security system."

"You would think so."

They look around for the tell-tell sign of the key code box. It would have been easily missed if someone wasn't looking for it, but it was still there.

"Mr. Pedigrew has some explaining to do," Catherine concludes.

"I'm going to start processing the backroom," Sara calls out.

"Alright," Catherine answers while she exits the gun shop. Mr. Pedigrew had been waiting for them to finish on a bench out front. He stands up when he hears the door open. "Mr. Pedigrew, You have a security system. Why didn't it go off last night?"

"It's been on the fritz the past few days. It kept disarming itself. I called the company, but you know how good repair crews are at responding promptly."

"I'm going to need the name of the company."

"You think I'm lying," he responds irritably.

"No, but I still have to verify your story."

Mr. Pedigrew reluctantly gives her the information. Catherine explains that they should be finished soon.

Inside Sara is photographing the storeroom door. The metal door and doorframe have dents in them where a crow bar like instrument has been used to pry it open. Luckily, at least for those investigating the crime, the person prying open the door had bashed his or her knuckles off the doorframe. Sara finds trace amounts of blood and a few fibers, more than likely from the gloves.

"Any luck?" Catherine asks as she reenters the shop.

"Yeah. Actually, I've got blood," Sara responds, holding up the swab.

The storeroom itself produces nothing for the two CSIs. There are boxes obviously missing from the shelves and various items are strewn across the room, but that doesn't tell them who committed the crime. They collect a list of the missing inventory and leave.