LAS VEGAS : PRESENT
Greg was tired of working this case.
"Warrick got lucky and found some hair under the seat." Nick said as he came in and slid a bag with hair across the table to Greg.
Greg just stared at the bag. Nick leaned on the table.
"What's wrong?" Nick asked.
"Why don't you give that to Wendy?"
"She's working DNA for the other cases."
Greg sighed. Nick walked down the table.
"This is getting to you, isn't it?"
Greg looked up at him. "What she'd done to this guy… It's not right."
"It happens to women all the time."
"It's not right then, either."
"You process the DNA from those cases without any problems. Is it because it's a guy?"
"No. Because it's a CSI."
Nick nodded. "This is going to sound real mean, but just be thankful it's not one of us. Run it, Greg. If we give up, we'll never help Ryan."
Nick headed back to the door. He stopped, turning back. "Or else you can go out with SAR and I'll run it."
Greg looked up at him. "You're going out with search and rescue?"
Nick nodded. Greg looked at the bag.
"I'll run it. Good luck."
Nick smiled when he looked up and left. Greg prepared the hair samples for DNA testing.
Greg turned a corner and saw Grissom talking with Calleigh.
"GRISSOM!" he called, jogging toward him.
The two looked up, watching him present the paper to Grissom.
"A hair sample came back to another male. Jerry Regnirps. And his last known residence was right next to a mortuary in Boulder City."
Grissom called Brass. "I need you to pick up a suspect," Grissom told him.