Chapter Six
Disclaimer: I do not own CSI.
Warrick sat smugly at the table in the break room.
Greg walked in, pennies in hand, smiling. "So… did you find a penny from each year?" He asked, smile widening.
"Yep." Warrick replied.
Greg's mouth dropped. "HOW?!?!"
Warrick laughed, "Ebay, duh!"
And somewhere, Nick was rolling around on the floor, laughing hysterically.