Chapter Two

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Sara Sidle was satisfied in her new job. She was not what she would consider happy, but she was satisfied. She was making decent wages, not the same as what she was making in Vegas, but she was living in a much cheaper area of San Francisco. She didn't want to live in the scummy apartment she had found, but it was the only one in her price range close enough to work.

She had good colleagues but not like the gang back in Vegas.

"Sara, what the hell is this?" demanded Oscar. Oscar was the lab tech, he was not a happy man and for the life of her she didn't know why.

"What are you talking about Oscar, what is the problem?" she asked and dusted the glass she was holding for finger prints.

"Why did you give this evidence to Carl and not me? You know that Jonson told you to give all the evidence for DNA testing to me!"

Sara rolled her eyes skyward and tried to be as civil as possible. "Because Oscar, you were out of the lab with Eric and David somewhere remember? They needed you along for that exhumation of the body of the baby or something…" she said and waved her hand evasively. "besides I asked Jonson about it and he said to let Carl do it" Sara thought it was the end of the conversation, but unfortunately it wasn't.

Oscar rushed her and knocked the duster out of her hand. "Listen Sara, you are the newest member of this team and what you have to learn is that I am head Lab tech and that means I get all the testing, not Carl, not Ava, and certainly not pissy little Chris. You are to leave all DNA testing for me. Comprenez? » He said angrily.

Sara, very angry now pushed him as he was way too close to her, she could almost smell his breath. "Get away from me NOW Oscar" she said loudly.

When the others in the lab heard the ruckus, they came running and all they saw was the DNA samples on the floor and Oscar sitting half up on the floor rubbing a bruised elbow.

"What is going on here" demanded Al Jonson.

"This Bitch hit me" Oscar said.

"Oscar, you were in my personal space and you were yelling at me and threatening me"

"Is this true Oscar?" Jonson asked.

"Of course not" he scoffed. "I was telling her that I was in charge of DNA"

"Oscar that's not true you…" she began but was cut off.

"Miss Sidle can I have a word…" jonson said and without a word left the room with Sara following angrily.