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Chapter 2. And stuff. It's shorter than the first, but that means...you'll just have to deal! Muahaha!
Chapter 2
"Okay, let's go to the little market where our victim was found dead and faceless in a toilet." Sara said.
Warrick looked at here strangely. "We're here already,"
"Yes, but the readers need to know where we are," Sara, Warrick, Grissom, and Greg brought Horatio, Delko, and Speedle along with them.
Sara turned her attention to Grissom. "Any word on the threatening note Nick got?"
"It's from that crazy guy who kidnapped him a couple of seasons ago," Grissom kept a long meter stick constantly at his side to show the Miami CSIs what his personal space limit was.
"I distinctly remember him exploding."
"Your memory must be distinctly shot."
"I love automatic doors!" Greg happily skipped through the automatic doors to the corner market. The other Las Vegas CSIs followed, then the ones from Miami. But Speedle tried to get through, but it closed on his foot when the others had gone inside.
"Ouch!" Speedle jumped back. He assumed it was just a glitch in the door, so he ignored it, looked back down at some random case file he was pretending to read and walked into the door (expecting it to open). He simply walked face first into closed glass doors. He stared at them, puzzled. When someone else came into the store, he quickly jumped in with them.
Meanwhile, Grissom was interrogating the store owner. Grissom-style. "Tell me, what did you do when you saw the dead faceless body in the toilet?" Grissom asked the red-haired manager with one eyebrow raised.
"I screamed, then checked his pulse, then called 911," he answered calmly.
"Awesome. Why did you do this?"
The man looked surprised. "Huh? I, uh…did it because…there was an, ahem..." he cleared his throat. "There was a dead body in the girls' bathroom."
"Do you regularly spend time in the girls' bathroom?"
"I just went in there because it had to be cleaned and my other employees went home."
"Do you regularly send your employees home early?" Grissom sounded suspicious.
The manager was confused. "Uh…it was 1 a.m. They wanted to go home, and they worked overtime, they deserved a break, so I-"
"SO you admit to staying up past your bedtime?" Grissom interrupted.
"Hey, Grissom, check this out!" Warrick called from inside the girls' bathroom.
"Yes?" Grissom walked in.
"LOOK!" Warrick said. "They don't have urinals!" Warrick looked shocked.
"That's because girls can't use urinals," Horatio explained as he walked in as well.
Greg came in and fanned the air around his nose. "It smells like pretty in here!"
Grissom walked over to the dead body in the third stall from the left. Grissom took out a small twig and poked the body.
"Uh…what are you doing?" Horatio asked.
"He's poking it, duh!" Warrick responded for Grissom.
"Okay, why?"
"To test how squishy it is!" Greg said, looking around at the bathroom, like he had never seen anything like it in his life (and he probably never had).
"That has little to do with evidence needed to solve this case."
"Nonsense. This person has been dead for 19 hours." Grissom said.
"Whoa, really?" Delko walked into the stall. "How did you do that?"
"Years of practice, dickweed." Sara said.
Aha! Speedle can't get through the door because he doesn't have a soul anymore! Ah...poor Speedle. Mopey Speedle. Mini Speedle. Soul-less Speedle. Forgive my pointless rambling...