"So what's the deal here?" the public defendant asked sitting down.
"No deal, we have all the evidence we need. We were just giving you client the chance to get in our good books by letting us know why" Brass said smoothly. The lawyer conferred with Lloyds for a minute, Lloyds sighed and nodded.
"They were going to drop me. I heard Reynolds say he could convince that little bitch to stay on as lead. I was pissed, he didn't even want to be there. I went off for a drink and ran into some of the Aux's. They were bitching, they reckoned they caught Gecko Frankensteining – you know building stuff from crap. They assumed he was a tweak – but when they hit him up for a score he grassed them up. They lost their jobs because of him as well. We got talking, we got high we crashed the party – I swear I didn't know Neil was packing heat, we were just going to drag the bastard out, he was the one we wanted. But Neil went nuts started shootin' the place up. So we had to do him there. Then Arissa got the back door open, I still don't know how she did that. I tell ya if we knew what his day job was we would have left him, he never mentioned he worked for cops" he spat out.
"So you, Locum and Martinez go in hold Sanders down, beat him up, sexually assault him and attempt to kill him – but that's ok because you're pal is the one who was out of control because he had a gun!" Brass couldn't believe how stupid this guy was. Lloyds just shrugged. Deciding that he would never understand the inner workings of this deranged mind Brass moved on. Lloyds shrugged
"He screwed us, it only seemed fair to screw him"
"Why kill Locum and Martinez?"
"They were possessed, they were going to kill us, it was self defence" he shrieked, Brass just looked at the pathetic excuse of a man in front of him, his life was over. Brass left the room. The CSIs and lab techs – including Greg much to his chagrin were on the other side of the glass. Greg was close to tears staring in at Lloyds. He jumped when Brass entered the room. He spun and looked at them
:I wasn't Frankensteining, Luna and Solaris want to make a robot, I was trying to get a working prototype: he explained
"We know you're not on drugs Greg – we ran a tox screen on your blood – it's standard procedure" Grissom soothed. Greg took a deep breath and nodded shakily
:Can I go home now:
:You can come back to our place, I don't want you alone, not tonight Greg: Gil signed back, Greg nodded and went to punch out.
"Thank god it's over" Sara muttered watching him go.
"No clean ups just begun" Warrick said taking off after the lab tech.