Hello everyone! I hope you all enjoyed the last chapter!
Some Announcements
I just finished exams! Yay so hopefully I'll have a little time to keep this thing going!
Thanks to KatieC and Spaceape! I would not be able to do this without them!
AND NOW THE STORY!
Disclaimer: CSI Miami is not mine...wow I feel sad now; but Emily Taylor is mine!
Horatio stared at the man across from him at the table. Pablo Sanchez was a small, wiry Mexican man. He was fidgeting in his seat and seemed thoroughly uncomfortable with being anywhere near a Police Officer.
"Why am I here?" he asked in a slightly high-pitched voice.
"You are here, because you are going to tell me why sap that was found on your gardening gloves was also found on this gun." Horatio replied evenly as he slid the picture of the gun toward the suspect.
"I... I don't know... I've never seen the gun before." Pablo said, his voice still rising in pitch as his foot bounced nervously underneath the table.
"Now, Mr. Sanchez, you are lying. This gun is registered to you. You work with black gum trees and sap from those trees was found on your gardening gloves. You wore those gloves when you murdered Mrs. Mancinelli. What you didn't realize was that sap was transferred to the gun. The bullets recovered from house matched to the gun. You are not getting out of this," Horatio leaned in closer with every word. "I suggest you tell me the truth Mr. Sanchez or this situation could get much worse."
"Fine, I killed them. I killed them all. You see, they owed me money... a lot of it. I wanted my money and they wouldn't pay, so I killed them." Pablo said, but something in his eyes told Horatio this was only half the truth.
"Mr. Sanchez, you're still not telling me everything."
"I will not say any more," replied Pablo. Horatio frowned as his Cell Phone started to ring.
"Caine," he answered "Really? Hmm, Okay...Okay...Okay. Emily, please come down to the interview room with that."
Emily smiled as she hung up the office phone and gathered her evidence. After two long hard hours of processing she had finally finished everything. She had loads for Horatio. However, before she could finish explaining her findings, Horatio had cut her off. She finished gathering her papers and tore out the door, flying past Eric and Calleigh, practically tripping all over herself on the way.
"Hi guys! Bye guys!" she said as she rushed past them.
"She certainly is an exuberant one isn't she?" said Calleigh.
"Yeah." Eric replied with a laugh.
Emily skidded to a stop just outside the interview room and quickly composed herself as she walked into the room. Horatio was standing by the window. A short, nervous looking Mexican man was sitting at the table.
"Hello Emily," Horatio said calmly. "Now when we spoke on the phone it seemed like you had some interesting results to give me."
"I do." Emily replied
"Well then, why don't you sit right here and show it to Mr. Sanchez?"
"I will. Okay, I processed the knife we found at the Scene and found some blood on it. However, the DNA sample from the blood did not match Mr. Mancinelli or his daughter. I processed further and found that the blood had some alleles in common with you; in fact, the blood is from your brother. I ran the blood and found a match, to a Mr. Juan Sanchez. He had quite a rap sheet too; three charges for assault, a suspected rape; but he was acquitted and two robbery charges." Emily finished speaking, then looked up at Horatio.
"Thank you, Emily. So, Mr. Sanchez you were not alone. Would you like to finish your story?"
"Okay, okay! I did not do it alone. My brother helped me. You see, the Mancinelli's had not paid me for two months, and my job at the gardener's is not enough to support my various...investments." At this, Horatio raised his eyebrows.
"I owed my brother some money. Yesterday, I was working in the back when my brother came. He was angry with me. He gets violent when he's angry. He handed me my gun and told me we would kill them and then we would get the money they keep in a safe in the house for emergencies. He said they owed me; that I worked too hard. Then he stormed into the house. He stabbed the husband and then the wife came around the corner. I...I shot her; there was nothing else I could do. Then the little girl walked in. My brother stabbed her and was about to kill her when we heard the sirens. He ran. I put the girl under the sink and ran too." Pablo sat in the chair, defeated.
"Emily," Horatio said, "Grab Ryan, please. We are going to get Juan Sanchez."
Fifteen minutes later they were pulling up to a junk house in a rough looking neighborhood. The three of them got out of the car and walked up to the door. Horatio knocked.
"Mr. Sanchez!" He knocked louder. "Mr. Sanchez! Miami Dade police! Open up."
Emily heard a voice and a crash, then silence. Horatio pulled out his gun and nodded to Ryan and Emily, who followed suit.
"Ryan, go around the back and clear it. Emily and I will take the house."
Ryan nodded. Horatio waited a few seconds then turned and kicked down the door.
Emily tensed as she walked in the house, looking all around for any sign of movement. Her eyes swept over a broken glass vase that was in the middle room of the dingy house. The back door was halfway open. Ryan slipped in.
"Didn't see anyone." He said, looking carefully around the room.
Suddenly Emily saw a flash of movement out of the corner of her eye. "Ryan, I don't think you cleared the backyard all the way!" she said.
Then gunshots rang out. Two shots and Emily heard glass shatter around her as Ryan dove to the right grabbing her with him. She heard another shot just before they hit the ground, and heard a bullet fly right past her ear.
"Ryan, Emily, stay where you are."
Emily looked up slowly and saw Horatio getting up. He peered around the door, and fired two shots. Then, all was silent. Horatio walked slowly out the door.
"You guys can come out here now!" Horatio yelled. Ryan carefully helped Emily up and they walked out the door. Horatio was standing over the dead body of Juan Sanchez.
"Well, I guess this case is solved." Ryan said.
Emily nodded, but suddenly the world around her spun. Horatio reached out and grabbed her shoulders to steady her. "Emily, what's wrong?"
"Horatio, she's bleeding. Right here." Ryan pointed to a cut on the right of her forehead. It was bleeding at a moderate rate. Ryan ran to grab a first aid kit from the car.
"Emily why don't we sit down for a minute, okay?" Horatio said softly. Emily nodded, her face pale, while Horatio pressed on the wound with his hand and slowly lowered her to a sitting position on the ground. Ryan ran back in with the first aid kit.
"Do we need to call the paramedics?" he asked as he grabbed some gauze.
"I don't think so," said Horatio "It looks like a graze. Do you want us to call the paramedics?" Horatio asked Emily.
"No," said Emily, I hate doctors."
Horatio sighed, "I think we can have Alexx fix her up. Why don't we go back to the lab?" Horatio and Ryan helped Emily to her feet and the three CSI's walked out just as backup arrived.
I do have to apologize for the bad formatting in the last chapter... my computer was weird!
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