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Once inside, the gang started on processing the place. Taking photos, checking for fingerprints, ext.
After two hours Grissom and Sara were almost done with the bodies. They had each been shot once, execution
style, in the back of the head. The only thing they found that was odd was a red and off white piece of cloth.
"I'll have Greg process it." Sara said.
"You know what's odd?" Grissom asked.
"Huu"
"That boy back there, kinda looked like you." Sara stopped and looked down at the floor.
"Yeah, that was kinda wierd"
"Sara, who was that boy"
"It happened the night of my senior prom. When I told my foster parents, they got so mad. I never imagined that he'd look so much like me"
"Sara, are you telling me that that kid, is your son?"All Sara could do was nod at her boss.
/interrogation room/
Jim sat across from the boy, who he believed killed the Danyels. Jim couldn't wait to get under the kid's skin and make him confess for the murder.
"Sorry it took so long. We wanted to be thorough with this one." Grissom said as he entered the room,
he sat down next to Jim and looked the boy over. He defiantly had to be Sara's Son.
"So has our mystery teen given us a name yet?" Brass shook his head. "No." thought Grissom.
Brass leaned forward so he was practical touching noses with the teen.
"Listen kid, fess up now and you might get off with about 20 years in prison. Or, we can sit here all night and get it outa you"
"Brass, we don't know for sure if he's the one who killed the Danyels. I'll do a G.S.R test on his cloths, and try to get his I.D. Could you give us a minute?" asked Grissom. Brass left the interrogation room, mumbling under his breath. Grissom then turned his attention to the boy in front of him.
"So, are you going to tell me your name, or, are you going to make me spend three hours trying to find out who you are." the boy gave Grissom a mischievous grin. "I guesses it's the hard way then." thought Grissom.
"Now, why would I do that to you?" Grissom groaned at the boy's response.
"Seth." the boy mumbled with a straight face.
"Seth, Seth what?" Grissom asked.
"I think you and I both know that Mr"
"Grissom, Gill Grissom"
"So, Mr. Grissom. Where is our Miss Sara Sidel"
"We'll get to that. But first, how about you tell me what you were doing at the Danyels house?" Cub: cliffy, I have more. can I have just two more reviews first. please. hoped you liked. please review.
"I'll have Greg process it." Sara said.
"You know what's odd?" Grissom asked.
"Huu"
"That boy back there, kinda looked like you." Sara stopped and looked down at the floor.
"Yeah, that was kinda wierd"
"Sara, who was that boy"
"It happened the night of my senior prom. When I told my foster parents, they got so mad. I never imagined that he'd look so much like me"
"Sara, are you telling me that that kid, is your son?"All Sara could do was nod at her boss.
/interrogation room/
Jim sat across from the boy, who he believed killed the Danyels. Jim couldn't wait to get under the kid's skin and make him confess for the murder.
"Sorry it took so long. We wanted to be thorough with this one." Grissom said as he entered the room,
he sat down next to Jim and looked the boy over. He defiantly had to be Sara's Son.
"So has our mystery teen given us a name yet?" Brass shook his head. "No." thought Grissom.
Brass leaned forward so he was practical touching noses with the teen.
"Listen kid, fess up now and you might get off with about 20 years in prison. Or, we can sit here all night and get it outa you"
"Brass, we don't know for sure if he's the one who killed the Danyels. I'll do a G.S.R test on his cloths, and try to get his I.D. Could you give us a minute?" asked Grissom. Brass left the interrogation room, mumbling under his breath. Grissom then turned his attention to the boy in front of him.
"So, are you going to tell me your name, or, are you going to make me spend three hours trying to find out who you are." the boy gave Grissom a mischievous grin. "I guesses it's the hard way then." thought Grissom.
"Now, why would I do that to you?" Grissom groaned at the boy's response.
"Seth." the boy mumbled with a straight face.
"Seth, Seth what?" Grissom asked.
"I think you and I both know that Mr"
"Grissom, Gill Grissom"
"So, Mr. Grissom. Where is our Miss Sara Sidel"
"We'll get to that. But first, how about you tell me what you were doing at the Danyels house?" Cub: cliffy, I have more. can I have just two more reviews first. please. hoped you liked. please review.