The breaks of the department hummer screeched to a stop in the lot of the law firm. The engine died quickly and the front door was thrown open. Horatio stormed into the building. He passed the receptionist desk and headed down the hall. Not too far down the hall, yellow crime scene tape blocked off the hall. The paramedics were set up in the hall with the gurney up against the wall. Marisol was sitting on top of the gurney while the paramedic tended to her head.

Horatio walked to her side. He looked over to the paramedics. "Could you give us a moment?"

The paramedics nodded and left them alone.

Marisol looked up from the gurney. Her face was dotted with small laceration from the glass. They had been cleaned and the bleeding had stopped. Her palms were bandaged and freed of any glass embedded in them. A trail of blood ran down the back of her neck and white blouse, from the trauma she sustained to her head.

"How do you feel?" Horatio asked.

Marisol snorted lightly. "I've been better. It's really not as bad as it looks."

"Marisol, what happened?" Horatio asked.

"I just came in to finish packing my office. I hadn't even been in for ten minutes when someone jumps me from behind." Marisol explained. "The guy hit me over the head with something, I don't know what and then he starts asking for a package."

"A package?"

Marisol nodded. "Yeah. I told I didn't what he was talking about. Then he tried to grab me and I…went through the door."

"Did you at any time see his face, Marisol?" Horatio asked.

Marisol shook her head. "He hit me pretty good with something. I was seeing starts for a few minutes in there. But I'm fine."

"Marisol, I want you to go to the hospital and have yourself check out." Horatio said.

"No really, I'm alright." Marisol replied.

"You could have sustained a serious concussion Marisol. Go to the hospital." Horatio said.

Marisol sighed. "I'm getting out of it, am I?"

"No." Horatio answered. He smiled lightly.

Marisol returned the smile. "Okay then. I'll go."

"Thank you." Horatio said. "I'll have Eric ride with you." He looked to the paramedics.

Marisol drew her legs up onto the gurney and leaned back. The paramedics started rolling the gurney out of the office. Horatio watched Marisol until the paramedics left the office building. He turned slowly toward the door of Marisol's office; or rather, what remained of her door. Most of the glass covered the floor, leaving only an outline of glass within the door. Horatio walked into Marisol's office, where Calleigh and Ryan were processing. Calleigh was standing over Marisol's desk while Ryan was investigating the boxes.

"What have we found?" Horatio asked.

"I found glass shards in the carpet behind Marisol's desk." Calleigh explained. "I'm thinking it belongs to this." Calleigh held up a triangular prism, broken into pieces. "It's Marisol's name plate and I found blood on the edges."

"Mr. Wolf?"

"Something Marisol said. The attacker asked about a package." Ryan said. "I don't think Marisol knew she had it." Ryan said.

"What do you mean?"

"Well, this firm's been closing down. I doubt anyone here has been thinking about the mail they get at the office. Marisol probably packed it away a few days ago without even thinking about it." Ryan explained.

"Let's get the boxes to the lab and go through everything." Horatio said.

"If it's not here, Marisol might've already taken it home." Ryan said.

"Call Eric, have him take to Marisol." Horatio said.

Calleigh watched her boss for a moment. "What is it Horatio?"

"Property is missing from the victims locker, her homes looks as if someone was there, and now her coworker is attacked. This isn't random, someone is looking for something." Horatio said.

"Do you think that's why Maggie was murdered?"

"It appears that way, Mr. Wolf." Horatio said.