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Jim Brass
Jim Brass leaned back and watched the suspect squirm. This was his favorite part of an interrogation. He'd blocked all avenues of escape, and the perp only had two choices; tell a lie, which Brass would jump on quicker than a working girl on a thousand dollar trick, or confess. Either way it was a good time for Brass.
He stifled a grin and glanced over at Grissom, sure that he was enjoying having this guy on the ropes as mush as he was. So, he was surprised when he saw the grim look on Grissom's face.
Brass turned back to the perp to interrupt his stream of excuses. "Hey, murder is murder." He pushed a pad over to him. "And even if you didn't pull the trigger, you were egging your friend on, which makes you just as guilty of Janice Cooper's death as your friend. Now, write down exactly what happened."
He stood and gestured for Grissom to join him in the hall. Once the door was closed, he turned to Grissom. "Is something wrong? We had that guy pinned and you just sat there looking like you'd lost your best friend."
"Do you expect me to be jubilant that a young lady lost her life because her stupid Ex couldn't take a hint? When a woman says it's over, it's over, and nothing will make her change her mind. Now, if you'll excuse me, I think we've wrapped this up, so I'm going to go catch up on some paperwork."
Brass shook his head as he watched Grissom walk away. Grissom was choosing paperwork over interrogating a murder suspect, and that meant only one thing; something was terribly wrong.
TBC