Title: Distorted
Disclaimer: I do not own anything
Rating: M to be safe
Summary: A series of attacks verify that a killer is on the prowl, and eagerly hunting for his next victim. (GC)
(Spoilers) Set this season
Except; there is no Sara and Gil relationship...
Chapter 2
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"Mr. Sterling, I know this is hard for you, but there are a few questions that need to be asked."
Glen Sterling sat across from Brass and Gil in the interrogation room.
"I understand." He sighed; holding his head in his hands.
"You said you went to bed around midnight?"
"Yeah." He looked up "Could I get something to drink, some water?"
Gil nodded and motioned to the officer near the door.
"Did your wife seem distressed at all in time you arrived home until the two of you went to bed?"
Glen shook his head "No, shh…I think…she was fine, I remember…" he paused "I don't remember much, just that I said goodnight to her."
"Did your wife have any enemies, anyone who would want to hurt you or your wife?"
"N…n….no!" he slurred "She…everyone loved her, I don't understand how this could have happened." He raised his voice "Why would someone do this?"
"I don't know." Gil paused as the requested drink was delivered, "You said you fell asleep and when you woke up, you found your wife."
"It was a nightmare, the worst you could imagine and I slept through the whole things. How could I have not heard anything?"
"When you and your wife were intimate did you use any type of protection?"
Glen furrowed his brow "you mean like condoms; no, we wanted a family, we tried any chance we got."
"Were you and your wife intimate the night she died? Gil asked
"No." Glen shook his head "To be honest it's been about a week since…." He paused remembering the last time he had made love to his wife "We were both so busy." He began to tear
"Did your wife ever..." He paused knowing his next question might upset Glen "Could your wife have left your home for any reason after you went to sleep; possibly met with someone, or had someone come to your home?"
"No, w…why would she leave, it was late when we went to b….bed, and I am a light sleeper, If my wife was getting out of bed, I would know."
Gil nodded "Mr. Sterling do you take anything to help you sleep at night?"
"N…never, I never have any …t….trouble sleeping." He spoke as his hands began to shake "I don't….I…don't feel…."
Glen began to speak but was unable to finish.
"Mr. Sterling?" Gil stood up as Glen's body fell to the floor and began to convulse.
Gil and Brass both headed toward the man. Gil was the first to bend down. "He's having a seizure."
The officer that had brought the water immediately called for an ambulance.
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"Anything on the shoe that was left behind;" Catherine asked as she entered the lab.
Nick looked up "I swabbed the inside of the shoe, no luck, whoever wore this shoe made sure his or her feet were well covered. I did run the shoe tread and there was a match found."
"Let me guess." Catherine began "From an old case of Warricks'?"
Nick nodded "Yeah. How did you know?"
"Robbins, told me."
Nick nodded "Well, I pulled the files on the case." He pointed to the sealed documents.
Catherine helped herself and opened the file.
"Doc said there were similarities; but wow" she flipped through the crime scene photos. "There's our shoe print." She showed Nick the picture. "And look; a shoe was also left behind." She smiled "along with DNA, but there was nothing to match it to."
"There's still nothing."
"Yeah;" She sighed "But why leave a shoe at each scene? What's the point?"
Nick shrugged as he slid the evidence back in its bag. "Maybe to throw us of track; has anything come back on the blood samples?"
Catherine shook her head "Not yet. But the samples of blood taken from the husbands clothes and from the fingernails of the victim might change that."
Nick nodded "Let's hope it does."
"Yeah;" Catherine looked down as her cell phone went off. "Alright Nicky" she walked out "keep my posted."
"Grissom;" She spoke; as she answered the call, "It hasn't come back yet. But I'm headed that way now, I'll meet you there."
TBC