"Special Agent Gibbs," Grissom said extending his hand, "I beleive we spoke on the phone. These are my CSI's Warrick Brown and Catherine Willows."
Gibbs shooked the extended hand and introduced Tony and Tim, "This is Special Agent Tony DiNozzo and Special Agent Tim Mcgee."
Gibbs drove in his car with his team and Grissom followed in a rental. The two teams walked into the bullpen and Gibbs' phone rang.
"Gibbs," he answered.
"Boss, its Kate," Kate said.
"Are you ok?" Gibbs interupted and everyone started to listen to Gibbs' side of the conversation intently.
"Boss, I'm so sorry," Greg was suddenly on the phone.
"Its alright, we understand," he told him.
Again the phone changed hands, "Well you know they're alive, but unless you free my son, Martin Gordan, they won't be for long." Horace said into the phone.
"What about the CSI?" Gibbs asked.
"Oh so I'm guessing Grissom is there, She's fine, for now," Horace said.
"Give us some time, it won't be easy to free him," Gibbs said stalling for time.
"One day, then bye bye agents and bye bye CSI," Horace said hanging up.
Gibbs turned tothe others, "They're alive, but he wants Martin Gordan freed," Gibbs told them. He saw fear flash in the eyes of the CSI's, "Do you know him?" He inquired.
"Is he related to a Walter Gordan?" Grissom asked.
"Yeah, that's his late uncle, the guy blew himself up or something," Gibbs answered.
"I know I was there," Grissom said, "He kidnapped one of my CSI's before he killed himself."
"Bad blood," Tim said.
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After Horace had left them alone Greg boosted Sara to see if she could reach the window. She could. She knocked out the glass and crawled out. Greg boosted Kate as well and the two woman in turn grabbed his hands and pulled him up.
The trio started to run. Greg looked back and saw Horace chasing them with a baseball bat. He noticed Horace was catching up.
"Keep running!" He yelled at them, "I'll distact him!"
Greg ran at Horace and tried to fight him, but the baseball bat came down on him hard. He kicked at Horace's groin but missed. Greg was beaten to the ground, but he didn't give in. He looked towards where the girls had once been. He breathed a sigh of relief. They'd escaped, that's when pain exploded in his skull and he sank into a black abyss.
Horace slung the unconcious young man over his shoulder and put him into the trunk of the minivan. At least he still had one captive, he wasn't going to be able to free his son now, but at least he could get revenge for Walter. Horace drove away to his new hiding place.