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Maxwell Singer was a businessman. He had both legal and illegal interests, just like his nephews. In fact both of them learned from him.
He had business acquaintances in every country. It took him a long time to get where he was. He was a smart man and had no problem doing what was needed to get the job done.
He was responsible for his own brother and sister-in-law's deaths. His brother got to close and threatened to notify the police. So he had to do what was necessary. Some say blood is thicker than water, but for Maxwell Singer money came first before blood, but these days he was more sentimental. He was older now, never married and never had any children of his own. He only had Brent and Michael. They were his heirs. They would keep the family business going long after he was gone.
They had enough money invested in dummy corporations all over the world. They could change their identities and disappear in a heartbeat if they wanted to, but there was still some unfinished business to attend to. He had to first get Brent out of jail.
Brent Mitchell his oldest nephew was a very smart individual, but when it came to helping his brother he became quite stupid. He had kidnapped the son of a Supreme Court Justice less than a month ago to get his brother released from a Dallas Prison. This was a big mistake considering the son was a Criminalist with the Las Vegas Police Department. Brent had done a good job in covering up, but made one mistake and that mistake had cost him his freedom.
He had hired the best attorney's for Michael and they were able to get him off on a technicality. It was going to be a little harder with Brent. When you mess with the Police Department they are going to dot there I's and cross their T's. They will go after you with everything they have.
So he determined that he would have to use unconventional methods to get Brent out of jail. So far everything was going according to plan. There were a few more things that had to be taken care of.
According to their lawyers Gil Grissom, Warrick Brown and Detective Jim Brass were scheduled to testify in a day. Nick Stokes the Criminalist who Brent had kidnapped was the key witness. He was scheduled to testify later in the week. If everything went according to plan Mr. Stokes wouldn't be testifying.
"Ryan!" Singer yelled.
The door quickly opened and Ryan rushed in.
"Yes Mr. Singer." Ryan answered.
"Where are we with the plans?"
"We have all the materials we need as well as the people. The only thing left to do is go and pick up our guest."
"Very well. Make sure you cover any loose ends."
"Sure thing Mr. Singer. Will there be anything else?"
"Yes actually I want to make sure that Mr. Stokes gets the picture that testifying will be bad for his health, but don't kill him. I want the police to be focusing on him instead of what we really have planned. We've let him feel safe long enough. I want him squirming, afraid, looking over his shoulder."
"Sounds like fun." Ryan said with sneer.
"You have free range, but remember don't kill him and don't get caught."
"You got it. We'll head out now." He looked at his watch. "He should be getting off shortly."
"Very good. Let me know how it goes."
Ryan nodded and left the office; he closed the door behind him. Maxwell Singer swiveled around in his chair to look out the giant bay window that was behind his desk.
"Soon Brent. Soon.
After Catherine met with Sara and Greg she went back over to the A/V Lab. When she walked in she found Archie viewing the security tapes.
"So Archie were you able to find anything useful?"
Archie turned around with a smile on his face and a sparkle in his eye. "Did I ever."
Catherine grabbed a seat and sat down next to Archie.
"So what did you find?"
"Well I have the whole thing on tape. They must have been so wrapped up in what was going on that they forgot about the video tape."
Catherine looked at Archie with an eyebrow arched. "They?"
Archie smiled at Catherine's tone. "Yep they. Watch."
Archie clicked a button and the video feed from the security camera came up on his monitor. Catherine leaned in closer to watch. The video showed the poolroom. When the tape started it showed three people in the poolroom, the two victims and another girl. The three of them started fighting and then the girl pulled out a gun and pressed it in Wendy Shewster's back.
At that point Chuck Coleman entered the room wiping his hands. He saw the girl with the gun and tried to talk the girl into putting the gun down. She wouldn't. He put his hands up to settle her down. He backed out of the room made his way over to the loud speaker and said something. At that point everyone started to leave the building. Inside the poolroom the third girl had kept the two victims's covered. After the building was cleared, Chuck Coleman bent over and flipped the switch to turn the music on and walked back into the poolroom.
Josh Graden started yelling at them and though you couldn't see Wendy's face you could tell by her body language that she was crying and was scared.
Chuck Coleman walked up behind the girl with the gun and started talking to her, he grabbed the gun and it went off killing Wendy Shewster. The girl freaked out, she had blood all over her.
Josh Graden screamed and started to run towards the exit when Chuck grabbed the gun from the girl and shot him. He placed the gun in the waist of his pants. He turned to face the girl with the gun and hugged her. He lifted and carried her out of the poolroom and towards the back of the bowling alley.
Archie changed the feed to the camera in the rear of the bowling alley.
Chuck Coleman carried the girl to a room in the rear of the bowling alley. It looked like a locker room or a break room. He came out with a pair of pants a shirt and a pair of shoes. He made his way back up to the front of the building.
He took the gun from his waist and used the clothes to wipe it down. He then grabbed the gun to put only his prints on it. Next he dipped the clothes and the shoes in the blood; in doing this he lost his balance and touched Wendy Shewster's shoulder with his dirty hands. He then walked back to the rear of the building with the clothes and shoes and went out into the alley and dumped the clothes and gun into the dumpster. He walked back into the locker room and escorted the girl who was now crying but cleaned up and wearing other clothes out the back door. She was carrying a bag, more than likely the clothes she had been wearing.
Chuck Coleman waited two more minutes before he ran back up front he grabbed the phone and dialed 911 and walked out of the building.
Catherine sat back stunned. It was all there in black and white. There were two murderers, Chuck Coleman and his daughter.
"Thanks Archie."
"Well I didn't do anything except hit play. You should thank them." He pointed to the video screen. "They are the ones that incriminated themselves." He said shaking his head.
"I guess I'll get a hold of Vartann and have him issue some arrest warrants for both Mr. Coleman and his daughter. Thanks again Archie." Catherine stood and left the room.
Catherine was on her way over to call Vartann when she passed Nick and Warrick in trace. She walked in.
"Um…Why don't you two go ahead and wrap things up here."
Nick and Warrick looked at her for further clarification.
"The video footage from the bowling alley shows everything. Chuck Coleman killed Josh Graden and Wendy Shewster was an accident, but I'm having both Coleman and his daughter brought in. So the rest of the evidence can wait until tomorrow."
"So it looks like your little hunch was right." Warrick implied.
"Yep, just call it women's intuition. You guys have a nice night."
"You too Cath." Nick replied back. Catherine waved and walked out of the room. She grabbed her cell phone and dialed Vartann's number.
"Vartann its Catherine. I need you to issue a warrant for Chuck Coleman and his daughter Bridgette Coleman."
"So the video tapes showed something huh?"
"Yep its all there on tape." She answered.
"O.K. I'll wake up the judge."
An hour later Chuck Coleman was sitting in the interrogation room with Catherine and Vartann.
Vartann spoke up first. "So Mr. Coleman I think there were a few things your forgot to tell us when we interviewed you earlier."
Nick and Warrick had just finished locking up the evidence on the Coleman case, when they walked into the locker room. Nick sat down on the bench after he opened his locker.
"So it looks like you guys cracked your case. That's good news man."
"It sure is. Now I can focus on the trial." Warrick said as he was changing his shirt.
"Yea I hear you. I will be meeting with the prosecutor to go over my testimony I believe on Monday night. I tell you I can't wait till this is over."
"Soon. At least you know that Brent didn't take the easy way out. That he is going to pay for his crimes."
"Yea I know it's just that I want to get on with my life. I have all this hanging over me. I came to Vegas to get my own name, my own life. Then what happens I get kidnapped now I'm back to being the son of a Supreme Court Justice."
"Nick you have your own name. You are well known in this field and everyone respects you. Even yours truly, but don't let that get around. I wouldn't want my reputation to be affected or anything." Warrick said with a smirk.
Nick smiled at him. "Thanks Warrick. I appreciate you saying that."
"Saying what?" Warrick played stupid.
"Exactly."
Both Nick and Warrick grabbed their bags, shut their lockers and walked to the exit.
"Well I will see you tomorrow then?" Nick asked.
"Oh yea I'll be here. See you tomorrow."
Both men walked towards their vehicles. All of the sudden a loud squeal caused both men to turn around. The only thing that Nick could see, were the headlights of the vehicle that was heading towards him.
"Nick watch out!"
Well there's Chapter 5. Don't kill me. I hoped you liked the chapter. Please review. Thanks!