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All of the C.S.I.'s crowded into the break room waiting to hear what made Grissom call them all in so early. Nick, a handsome Texan, sat in a chair constantly clicking his pen; Catherine, a middle aged strawberry blonde, reclined on the couch cleaning out her freshly manicured nails; Warrick, a tall African American with striking green eyes, relaxed next to Catherine; Greg, the newest member of the team bounced his knees and spiky hair in time with the music on his I-Pod: They all waited for Grissom.
Finally, they heard an argument in the hallway. "Conrad if we talk to the news we will only encourage the killer." "Gil, the public has a right to know, if we don't tell them now, the lab could get in big trouble later!" "Know what Conrad, the lab will look bad no matter what! I think we should try to save a few families the sorrow of their loved ones being slaughtered even if it means the lab gets criticized!" "Come on Sara, let's go tell the gang about our Jane Doe."
The team hushed as Grissom and Sara walked in, Catherine, the boldest, was the first to speak: "Do you want to tell us why you called us all in three hours early?" Grissom sighed and glanced at the team, his blue eyes filled with sorrow, as he solemnly said, "The killer has struck again." The atmosphere in the room changed immediately.
"Are you sure it's the same killer Gil?"
"Yes Catherine I am sure. The M.O. is exactly the same and since we haven't released the case to the press it could hardly be a copy-cat killer."
"Not yet, if Ecklie has his way we will have trouble telling much of anything" Sara mumbled.
"Sara and Nick I want you to go through all of the previous cases and look for any similarities between the vics; Warrick, Greg and Catherine you are with me."
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