A/N: In chapter one, I wrote that 911 caller informed police that family is killed. Now I decided that CSI will find it out when they go to check on Michael. I will correct it in few days.
Sid, Sheldon and Adam are in that abandonedSid is standing near a body, studying it and photographing it. Adam is searching the floor, looking for evidence. He is holding his forensic briefcase in his hand. Sheldon is standing in front of the window throw which kid walked in, powdering it for fingerprints. His forensic briefcase is lying on the floor near by. They are all wearing latex gloves over hands and shoe covers over shoe bottoms. They also have forensic cameras hanging around their necks.
"Victim is male person in mid to late teens. No ID's. He probably died early today, between one and four pm", Sid concludes.
"There are no usable fingerprints on the window frame", Sheldon says while puting fingerprint powder and brush back in the briefcase. "There is no window in this frame. Anybody could walk in."
Adam notices cigarett butt on the floor.
"There is a cigaret butt on the floor", Adam says before puting fotensuc briefcase on the floor, opening it, taking forensic tag from it, puting it on the floor near it and photographing it. "Possible DNA evidence", he says before picking it up with a tweezer and storing it in the evidence bag. He does the same with flashlight lying om the floor near victim's hand, only he also used forensic ruler.
"There are no visible signs of violent death", Sid concludes. "As far as I know, he could even die from natural causes."
"Young strong teenagers don't just die from natural causes", Adam says.
"Unless they happen to be in a haunted house", Sheldon comments.
Both Adam and Sid glare at him.
"Yes. I happen to know a lot about this place", Sheldon explains. "This house was build in 1950. First residents living here were man named Alan Williams, his wif Zoey and their five children. He served combant duty during World War Two and apparently suffered from PTSD-posttraumatic stress disorder, but never get help. On day of November second 1952, early in the morning, he took his World War Two revolver and shoot his wife and children to death before commiting suicide. Nobody lived there until 1960 when young, just married couple, Jon and Amy Smith, moved in. In next four years, they called a plummer ten times, complaining about hearing noises at night. They thought those were the pipes, but he couldn't find anything wrong. And then on 10th September 1964, late at night, Amy went to use a bathroom. She suddenly screamed and then-nothing. Jon found her lying on bathroom floor, dead. Cause of death, heart attack. Two months later, Jon commited suicide in that same house by pooling gasoline all over himself and setting himself on fire. His body burned almost completely-they used dental record to identifei him-but house remaimed almost completely intact. Man named Gary Grey moved there in 1970. He was arrested in 1975. It was revealed that he was ruling pre teen girls there and molested them. He was doing so since he moved in. He was sentenced on life in prison and he died in prison in 1999. In 1980 man named Robert Morgan moved in with his wife Emily and their sons, fourteen years old Eric and five years old Richard. Year later, Eric died suddenly from heart attack in his sleep. Soon after, Robert became alchoholic. Richard suffered from severe case of pneunomia five months later and almost died, but survived. They moved out soon after. In 1985, seventy years old Alyssa Zacharry moved in. Two months later she was find dead in that house, raped and with her throat slit. Killer was never caught. In 1992, twenty years old Wolfgang Sandler moved in. Five months later, for reasons that remain unkown till this day, on 14th July 1992, in the middle of making breakfast, he ran out of the house, sat in near by cab, killed cab druver by shooting him in back of his head with a handgun, and them commited suicide by shooting himself in a chest. There was no evidence that they knew each other. Twenty ome years old Lindsay Morrow moved in in 1994. Year later, she commited suicide by overdosing herself with sleeping pills. She didn't leave a note or anything. Last known residents there were brothers Ryan and Richard Gonzales and Richard's girlfriend, Shanna Wayne. They lived there from 2002 and 2007, when they were arrested. It turned out that they were making drug in that house for years. They are still serving time. Two years ago, two homeless people, Theodpre Hofstader and Zack Ramirez, sneaked in here in order to spend a night. They got drunk and got into a fight. Theodore stabbed Zack to death with pocket knife. He was sentenced on fifteen years in prison for 1st degree manslaughter. And now this."
Sid and Adam just glare at him, eyes wide.
"I'm telling you, this place is haunted. Nothing good ever happened here."
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Mac is standing near Stephanie's car, talking with her. He is holding notebook and pen in his hands, and he is occasionaly writing notes. He has latex gloves over hands and shoe covers over shoe bottoms. Jo is standing few feet away, talking with Stephanie's children. She has latex gloves over hands and plastic shoe covers over shoe bottoms, is also holding notebook and pen in her hands and is occasionaly writing notes.
"I was in my car, driving my kids to school", Stephanie is explaining, and then I saw him. He looked desoriented and it looked like he had blood over his pajamas... so I stopped, walked out of car and I approached him. I asked him what happened, but he didn't respond. Then I noticed that he is holding bloods knife in his right hand."
"What did you do then?"
"I tried to stay calm. I took a knife away from him, slowly and carefully. He didn't obey. I put the knife on roof of my car so he couldn't reach it. Then I grabbed my phone and called the police."
"Do you know who is that boy?"
"Yes. Michael Willson. He and his family live in this street, on house number 1256, just few houses away. He has father, Edward, mother, Tara, and older sister, Jessica. I think he also has an older brother too, Ryan I think, but he doesn't live here anymore, he is attending college."
Mac glares at the ambulance van parked near by, it's back doors opened. Boy was sitting inside, on ambulance wheelchairs, while one of the paramedics is looking for any visible signs of injuries on him. Danny and Lindsay are standing near by, waitinh for homo call them, their briefcases lying on the floor. They have latex gloves over hands and shoe covers over shoe bottoms. They have forensic camearas hanged around their necks.
Boy is just staring in front of himself, his facial expression expressionless. Mac feels himself shivering, so he quickly shooks his head and turns back to Stephanie.
"Did you know them?"
"I would just see them while passing by, say "Hi", nothing serious.
"Were you ever at their house?"
"No."
"Do you know did they had any enemies?"
"No. Do you think they are hurt."
"We don't know yet. Now, I need to photograph you, swab your hands and took your fingerprint and DNA samples, then you are free to go."
Stephanie nods her head. Mac takes I phone from right pocket of his pants and photographs Stephanie, then puts it back in that pocket. Next, he takes plastic bag containing few cotton swabs and small plastic containers from right pocket of his coat and opens it.
"Show your hands", he says. Stephanie does so. He swabs each of her hands with different cotton swab, and stores each in different plastic container before writing down something on stickers taped on containers with marker taken from left pocket of hus coat, while removing it's cap with his teeth and puting plastic bag under his right hand. Then he puts containers in left pocket of his pants. Then he takes another cotton swab from plastic bag and says "Open your mouth" to Stephanie. She does so. He swabs inside of her mouth for DNA and stores it on the same was he did with the other swabs. Mac then takes a file containing a fingerprint chart and package of fingerprint ink from inside of his coat and fingerprints Stephanie. He closes the package of onl and puts it back in his pocket, then takes pen from left breast pocket on his coat and handles it to Stephanie, gesturing her to sign on the end of the fingerprint chart. She does so and handles him the pen back. He puts the pen back in pocket of his coat, then closed the fingerprint chart and puts it back in his coat too. Then he walks few feet away and glares at the van again. Paramedic is slowly finishing the check-up, but boy still remains silent and inteferent.
"Danny! Lindsay!", he calms after them and they walk toward him, holding forensic briefcases in their hands.
"Yes, Mac?", Danny asks.
"Danny, store this", he says, handling him the swabs and the fingerprint chart. Danny puts his forensic briefcase down on the ground, opens it, and starts taking idoms Mac is handling him and puting them in his forensic briefcase. "Lindsay, there is supposed to be a knife on the roof of that black SUV over there", he says, gesturing toward Stephanie's car. "I will call you if you'll need to do anything else." Lindsay nods her head and starts walking toward the car. Jo stops talking with Stephanie's children; she puts her notebook and pen im right pocket of her pants and walks toward Mac, while Stephanie walks toward her children.
"Nothing useful from them", she says. "And there are no other witnesses near by and no traces of blood."
"Witness said that knife the boy was holding was bloody, so it probably got dry by that point", Mac concludes. "She said he and his family live here on house number 1256. Lets go there and check things out." Jo nods her head and they walk toward that house, then they walk toward front doors. They pull out the guns and Mac slowly opens front doors, then they jump inside.
"Oh, God", Jo gasps, slowly puting her gun down.
Middle aged dark haired Caucasian man is sitting at the kitchen table, dead, his head lying down on the table. He is bleeding from back of his head and has five stab wounds on his back. Middle aged blonde haired Caucasian woman is lying on the floor near by: she has two stab wounds on her right thigh and two on her stomach.
Mac puts his gun back in the holster, while Jo does so too. He walks over to the man snd checks his pulse, then does the same with a woman. Jo glares at him. Mac just shooks his head.
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Mac walks over to the Michael, still in the van, and sits nect to him. He looks at him compassionately. Boy's facial expression doesn't change.
"Hi, Michael", he says, gently. "I'm Mac Taylor. Police officer. I'm here to investigate... about what happened to your family."
Boy remains silent.
"Is there something you want to tell me?"
Still no response.
"You can tell me everything. I won't be mad."
Michael turns his face to Mac.
"I can't. I was a bad boy. I will get in trouble."
One of the paramedics walks toward Mac.
"Officer Taylor, we need to take him to hospital for further examination.
"Sure", Mac nods his head. He stands up and walks out of van. He glares one last time at Michael before walking away.
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Lindsay and Danny are searching the kitchen, looking for evidence. Sid is examinimg man's body. They all have latex gloves over hands and plastic shoe covers over shoe bottoms, and have forensic cameras hanging around their necks.
Lindsay notices bloody hammer on the kitchen floor. She puts forensic briefcase on the floor, opens it, takes forensic tag and forensic ruler from it, puts them on the floor near the hammer and photographs it, then picks it up and puts it in the evidence bag.
"Victim is male in mid to late forties. He suffered at least five blunt blows to a head and five stabbing wounds in a back." He searches his pockets and finds a wallet with drivers licence inside. "Edward Willson, 47. Photograph matches." He puts a wallet back in victim's pocket. "He was killed this morning between three and five am."
Lindsay powders refrigerator and it's knob for fingerprints. She finds about twenty usable fingerprints, two usable palm prints and five partial palm prints. She lista them and stores them.
Danny powders both door knobs on front doors for fingerprints. He finds fifteen usable ones in total, lifts them and stores them. Danny also powders a doorbell for fingerprints, but finds nothing.
Sid photographs woman's body.
"This is probably the mother", he says, glaring at the family photograph on kitchen table. "Poor boy."
"Actually, he is main suspect so far", Lindsay informs him.
Sid glares at her.
"He is only six years old."
"Well, he had blood all over his pajamas and judging by the witness statement, he was holding the murder weapon."
Sid takes a deep breath.
"I heard that they found sister dead upstairs", he says.
"Yes. We better go to process her room."
A/N: Now when (almost) all crime scenes are examined, next chapters will be an actual investigation. So, stay turned :)