Grissom sat at his desk close to the end of shift, looking at the phone on his desk. He knew that the information inside of it was what was going to find the girl, but he just looked at the outside. It looked so familiar, like he had seen it before. Not only the kind of cell phone, but the string attached. It was blue, with a set of beads at the end. He knew it from somewhere. But he couldn't figure out where.
When he opened the phone, he pressed the button for contacts. Inside, he saw names that scared him.
Greg
Nick
Warrick
Catherine
Work
But these could be anyone, though that group of names was quite scary to have together. But then he noticed another name that basically got his attention the most.
Grissom
Not only were these the majority of the names, but there was also many take-out places' numbers. All of this, plus the one missing name led Grissom to believe that the one missing victim is…
"Hey."
Grissom looked up at Sara and could hardly keep his cool.
"What's up?"
"Solved the case, slam dunk. Need any help on your case?"
"Isn't it the end of shift?"
"Yes, so I guess I'll leave," said a very dejected Sara who turned to walk out the door.
"Maybe you can help me. Can you tell me what happened three nights ago, after shift."
"Me and Catherine had a girls' night out. Just the two of us."
"That's not what I heard. Did you two have a discrepancy over where this night out was to be held?"
"Oh, not really a discrepancy, but a misunderstanding. We were supposed to meet at a bar down the street."
"O.K. Can we do this again, telling the truth this time?"
"What do you mean, 'telling the truth this time'?"