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Spoilers: Season seven
Just as Nick and Greg were finishing their coffee, Greg's pager went off again. "That'll be Mandy." He and Nick went to the print lab.
The tech was waiting. She looked over at them. "Got a match from the prints you lifted off the murder weapon."
"Jack Ripley?"
Mandy nodded. "You can go tell McKean 'I told so' if you want."
Greg laughed. "At the moment I'd rather avoid him altogether. Every time that I talk to him, he threatens to suspend me. Anything from the bomb components?"
"No match to your suspect. Somebody else tried to destroy your crime scene."
Sanders frowned. They were still looking for somebody else. "Great. We still need to find the bomber. Whoever it is works for the company, though." He considered the options. "Someone who wants to protect Jack and the company's reputation."
Nick followed his line of thinking. "Maybe we should be looking at the father."
"Good thought. Why don't you have PD pick him up? I still have an interrogation to get to, but I'll catch up with you later."
Nick nodded and walked away. Greg headed toward the interrogation, but was stopped by Natalia.
"I heard you caught our guy."
"Yup." There was an awkward silence. "Of course, we still need to find the bomber." He explained what Mandy had just told them.
"Any suspects in mind?"
"Nick and I are taking a look at the father." It was quiet again.
"It was nice seeing you again ." Natalia told him.
"Any chance that that it won't take years for you to talk to me again?"
"Maybe."
Horatio's arrival interrupted them. "We've got an interrogation to finish."
"Right." The two went over to PD, where Brass was waiting for them with Jack.
Brass and Jack were seated at opposite sides of the table, glaring at each other. Greg and Horatio entered the room. Horatio took a seat next to Jim, while Greg decided to stand. He leaned over the table grinned at him, showing far too many teeth to be friendly.
"Hello, Jack."
Ripley just glared at him. "You can't hold me here."
Brass rolled his eyes. "We've got you for murder, and the attempted murder of a friend of mine. I think we hold you for quite awhile."
Jack tried to look defiant, but all the CSIs and Capt. Brass saw was fear. "I was defending my home. You can't prove anything, or I'd be in a cell right now."
"That's a very dangerous thing top say to a scientist." Horatio chimed in. "If you aren't the killer, then why are your prints on the murder weapon?"
"I don't have to talk you people." Jack was saying. He sounded scared.
Greg looked at him. "You don't have to. The evidence is telling us plenty. You raped and murdered a young woman in your office, probably because she threatened to tell your secret to the police."
Jack said, "I want a lawyer." The others ignored him.
Greg continued, "You were abusing her Jack, and she was going to talk the police, to protect your child from you." There was obvious disgust in his. "You couldn't have that happen, could you?"
"That bitch was going to ruin everything! Destroy my family's reputation, our business." Ripley snapped back at him. "My father and I couldn't let that happen." He stopped, realizing the implications of what he just said.
"So your father was the one that decided to destroy the evidence and us along with it?"
Jack didn't say another word. After a few moments, a uniformed officer escorted him to his cell.
The CSIs and Jim left a few minutes later. Under Sheriff McKean immediately stopped Greg.
"You and I have a press conference to discuss."
A/N: Case resolved anyway. Last chapter should be up tomorrow, thanks for all the lovely reviews. You guys are awesome. Feel free to leave another (hint) Thanks for reading,
-Lefty.