Chapter 8
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11:45
'We have a warrant to search your home and lot' Catherine said in a husky silky voice she reserved for the people she loathed the most. Marcus Wright sat across from her in the cold gray interrogation room; Warrick had retreated to the shadowed corner observing more than anything.
'Why?' Wright asked his voice sharp and cold 'I haven't done anything wrong! I'm the victim of credit card theft here' he leaned back in his chair and folded his arms stubbornly across his chest. Catherine stifled a laugh
'Haven't done anything wrong, yeah right, I happen to know that you've been stuck with possession of narcotics, illegal firearms and aggravated assault…'
'Okay I get it lady, I've been a bad boy' he leaned across the table towards her with a smirk on his face 'you like 'em that way?' Warrick watched as Wrights eyes flicked down to Catherine's chest then back up and he had a sudden urge to shove him off his chair, but he knew Catherine was a woman who could take care of herself, and she did so by standing up and pushing him back into his chair.
'Your credit card had both yours and our accused DNA on it…'
'Yeah my card, he stole it…'
'And your DNA has enough alleles in common with him to call you an, oh I don't know, a cousin maybe?' she said without even registering his interruption. She slid a photograph across the table at him of a word written in blood on a white tiled floor. 'Oh would you look at that, out abducted coworker wrote the word "cousin" in blood, how ironic.' Wright looked up from the picture
'You wont find nothing in my house, I didn't do this'
'We'll be the judge of that' Catherine hissed at him 'and let me promise you that if we find a strand of Sara's hair in your house then I will make it my personal goal to make sure that you get the death penalty, and if you don't get it legally then I'll do it myself.'
'Are you threatening me?' Wright snapped standing up, he towered over Catherine's small frame but she looked as defiant as ever 'this is harassment!' he said angrily
'Not really seeing as we had a warrant to bring you in' Warrick said from the corner of the room.
'What? If you got something to say to me say it to my face jackass' Warrick was about to retort when Catherine stepped up behind Wright and grabbed his arm
'Sit down' she ordered
'Don't tell me whet to do…'
'Sit down now!' as way of a come back he spat at her face.
'NOW!' she roared throwing him down into his chair 'this is no threat Marcus' she growled leaning over him so their faces were inches apart 'this is a promise, if you've touched Sara I will kill you myself.' She turned on her heel and marched out.
Unluckily for Catherine, nothing was found at Marcus Wrights home, not even a DNA sample and, furious as she was, they had to let him go. Now she, Grissom, Nick and Warrick were spread around the lit up table in the layout room with evidence spread out before them, Grissom sat at the end of the table staring at a photograph as if trying to find some hidden meaning that they had not yet deciphered. Time was running out and the team was beginning to get desperate. Catherine was pacing back an fourth at the back of the room like some caged animal as Nick spoke quietly to Grissom. Warrick rose and caught Catherine's arms
'Stop it, look we can do this, we'll find her' Catherine looked up into his handsome face and found it difficult not to believe him, but on the same note, time and evidence was wearing thin.
'You found me and I was in a much… deeper… situation than Sara is' Nick said from the layout table, he was speaking to the room but Grissom nodded as if the comment was directed at him. Suddenly the door burst open and Greg stepped into the room and put his hands down on the table just as Brass followed him in.
'We just went back and spoke to Wright,' a smile broke through his childlike features 'I know where Sara is.'