"We have bruising!" Eric called out as he darted into the layout room with a folder in his hand. He tossed the pictures onto the table and the other three closed in one them.
"Those are too big to be the girlfriend," Calleigh commented, examining the scale on the photo.
Ryan narrowed his eyes and stared at the picture. He held up his hand against the scale for a moment before something clicked. "The brother. It's gotta be."
Thumbing through the paperwork, Eric shrugged his shoulders. "He is the sole beneficiary on the life insurance."
"We checked him out already," Calleigh interrupted. "He has an alibi."
"A good one?" Eric asked.
"It's time to find out," Ryan said, heading for the door. "I'm brining him in for questioning again."
Ryan bolted down the hallway in search of Tripp, nearly running into Horatio in the process. "Do you have news Mr. Wolfe?"
"A hunch, we're bringing the brother in."
"I'd like Miss Turner to be in that interview please."
Ryan stared at him in confusion. "H, I can handle it."
"I know that Mr. Wolfe," Horatio responded patiently. "Nevertheless, take her with you."
As Horatio walked away, Ryan let out a frustrated sigh and doubled back to the layout room to find Viola.
An hour later, Viola silently followed Ryan out of the interrogation room, leaving Mr. Hartley's brother with Tripp. They joined Horatio and Calleigh behind the two way mirror. Ryan focused on the other two, but Viola kept her attention on the brother, scrutinizing his every move.
"We got our guy," Ryan said with confidence. "His alibi is shaky and as the sole beneficiary he definitely has motive."
Viola finally tore her attention from the window and spoke up softly. "That man didn't kill anyone."
"What are you talking about? He all but confessed in there," Ryan said through gritted teeth, reeling on her.
Viola stood her ground. "I didn't hear anything that resembled a confession."
"Actions speak louder than words," Ryan murmured.
"I couldn't agree more. And that man's actions are not an indication of his guilt. I would not be so quick to judge something which you have no expertise. You may just end up putting an innocent man behind bars."
Ryan shook his head and turned to Horatio. "He is guilty H. Trust me."
"Horatio, this is why you hired me," Viola said, locking eyes with her boss. "I know behavior and that man did not kill his brother."
"We have nothing to hold him on yet," Horatio finally replied. "Viola, take Eric and get back to the crime scene. See if we missed anything."
Viola nodded and excused herself.
Ryan went to follow her, but Horatio's voice stopped him.
"Mr. Wolfe, when was the last time that you slept?"
He shrugged, there was no point in lying to his boss. "About 26 hours ago."
"Here's what I need you to do, Ryan," Horatio said, resting a hand on the younger man's shoulder. "Go home and get a few hours' sleep. We can handle things here without you for a few hours."
"H, this is my case I-"
"You are no good to me if you are not on your toes. Get some rest. I'll page you if there are any developments." Without giving Ryan time to protest Horatio left the room.