Danny found Stella and Lindsay hard at work with the evidence. "So what we got?" he asked, as he came up beside them.
"Evidence, Messer, if you haven't noticed," Stella said, as she looked up at him. "Lots and lots of evidence." Danny tossed Lindsay a bottle of water before he turned to look at Stella. "But lucky for us, no more critters and no more human parts."
"Ah, we're lucky then," Danny said, as he slid on a pair of gloves. "What about guns, knives, or targeting prisms?"
"Founds some knives," Lindsay called out, as she pulled out some pocket knives. "And more cash."
"Hmm, seems you guys got the boxes with the money in them," Danny muttered, as he turned on some boxes. "Let's just hope that there no drugs in these ones."
"You can only hope, Danny," Stella called out to him, as they got to work.
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"Okay, Hawkes, let's identify that hand," Mac said to him, as they went into the lab.
"Right," Hawkes said, as he looked over and caught a sight of Danny and Lindsay working. "It's smaller than the first one, so it's probably not an older adult. Maybe a young teenager, no more than fifteen at the most."
"You not going to name it this time, Hawkes?" Danny asked, as he looked up from what he was doing.
"I didn't name the last one, why would I name this one?" Hawkes asked, as he looked over at Danny. "Okay, let's run finger prints. Maybe this person got in trouble and got finger printed in their short life time."
"Run the prints, see if you get a hit," Mac said, as he turned to look at the others. "I'm going to go see if I can give Flack a hand with Stan." Then he was gone.
"Good luck," Both Danny, Hawkes, and Lindsay called out to him. "You'll need it."
They heard Mac chuckle in the hallway as he started to walk off. Hawkes then turned to look at the hand. "Okay, my precious, now let's see what you can tell us about yourself."
The other three CSIs in the room all looked up at the exact same moment and looked at each other. "Did he just call the hand, 'my precious'?" Lindsay asked, as she looked over at Hawkes. "Cause that's just creepier than naming the first one."
"Yeah, he did," Stella said, as she opened another box and let out a gasp. "Okay, that's just gross. Hawkes, stop playing with the hand for a minute and come look at this."
Hawkes set down the hand and came over to Stella's side as the other two came over to peer inside the box only to back away in shock. "Okay, that's a message," Danny said, as he ran his hands along his arms to try to keep himself from not getting goose bumps. "A creepy message."
"Why would someone put eyes in sand in a safety deposit box?" Lindsay asked, as she watched as Hawkes carefully picked them up out of the box. "And why is that a message?"
"It means that we're always watching," Stella replied, as she looked into the box. "Ah, a note. Just like I thought." Stella carefully reached inside of the box and pulled it out. "Here, Lindsay, you read it."
"They left a note. How stupid could they be?" Lindsay carefully unfolded the blood stained note and saw that it only had three words on it. "See you later." She then showed it to Stella. "That's all that's on it."
"Hmm, ironic." Stella then looked over to see that Hawkes was looking at the eyes and then at a picture of the first victim. "Hawkes?"
"Oh, no," he muttered, as he turned to go. "Sheldon, stop. What is it?"
"I think these eyes belong to our victim," Hawkes answered as he turned to look at her. "They look exactly like her eyes."
"That can't be a good thing."
"No it's not." Hawkes then took off out of the lab.
"You got to wonder where he's going with those eyes," Danny said, as he turned to look at his fellow CSis.
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"Okay, Stan, we've been through this before," Flack said, as he looked at the man across the table, and sighed. "And it's not working. We know that you're not going to talk to us because you're afraid of what you're 'so called' friends are going to do to you once they hear that you talked to us."
"Yeah, that's pretty much it," Stan said, as he looked over at Mac. "Sorry, you had to get in on this. Got any body else, I haven't met yet?" Just then the door opened and Hawkes came in with his hands full of something. "Not you again. I've all ready take with him."
"Hello, again, Stan," Hawkes said, as he shot Mac and Flack a smile, as he turned his attention on Stan. "Can I ask you a quick question? Do you know the victim, Alison?"
"Yeah, I did," Stan said, as he looked over at them. "One of the guys dated her. So?"
"Then can you do me a quick favor. Can you identify something of hers?"
"Sure. I knew everything about her. I could tell you what her hair look like, what her eyes look like, everything."
"Eyes...good. Then you can help me with this." Hawkes opened his hands and showed Stan the eyes that were in his hands. Stan's eyes grew wide and he backed completely out of his chair. Flack and Mac's eyes grew wide and they looked up at Hawkes in shock. "So, Mr. Stan, are these Alison's eyes?"
"Yeah, those are Alison's eyes," Stan replied, as he looked up from his spot on the floor. "Where did you find them? Last I heard Alison was missing, presumed dead."
"Presumed dead?" Flack asked, as he looked over at Stan. "You didn't asked, I guess."
"No, it wasn't my place."
"How come he's got Alison's eyes?"
"We haven't asked," Mac said, as he looked over at Hawkes. "Hawkes, how did you come across her eyes?"
"We located them in a safety deposit box in sand with a note."
"That's just creepy," Flack muttered, as he looked over at Stan. "So you want to talk now, or wait for us to find more body parts."
"Now, I think you guys are talking more on my level," Stan said, as he looked at the eyes in Hawkes hands. "So what all you need to know?"
TBC
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