[CHAPTER 6]
*two years later*
He was sitting in the locker room fuming in anger. Today was another horrible day in his new job he started to dislike now. First it was alarm that didn't wake up him on time, at least nightmare did it. Then it was car that refused to move. Then he was too late to get to crime scene and now it was very mad Eric who almost sent him flying through glass wall. He now felt exhaustion from the fuss. He just wished to get the job he could be safe and that he loved.
Was that too much to ask?
With a sigh he slowly got up. He felt like an old man with all the small aches he felt shooting through his spine, on top that he felt another migraine attack on the way.
He slowly walked to his locker and took his meds. Only then he realised he needed water, the same water that he accidentally left back at Break Room.
Great, now he had to go back there. But he didn't feel like returning there, not after that assault, so he walked back to his lab and sat down.
He looked around the place and realised that the water supply was removed and vending machine was out, in hallway.
With a feral growl he got up and walked to the machine and pushed the button for plain water.
What he didn't see was a dark figure, hidden behind the corner at the end of the hallway, watching him popping pills and washing them down with water. The figure watched the young man for a moment more before disappearing.
Ryan Wolfe, a patrol officer- turned to CSI, was having a secret. And someone was very interested to find out what exactly was this secret...
But there was another person silently spying the young man, and he was worried about him. He watched his CSI returning back to his lab, slightly limping, and then went back to his office. There was few things he was willing to learn about the youngest team member.
He sat at his desk and took out a manila folder and continued reading it...