Lindsay and Danny were the last two to arrive in the conference room. Had it been under different circumstances, someone would've given them the eye, however there was no hint of humor from anyone, especially Mac. Once Lindsay and Danny were seated, Mac stood up. Photos from the two crime scenes began playing on the screen behind him.
"In three days, four cops have lost their lives to an unknown shooter. Now, up till now, I was prepared to let Danny and Lindsay take this case by themselves, however due to the limited evidence and increases victims, this case takes top priority. I want everyone going over every detail, every shred of evidence we've managed to find. I want this bastard found." Mac explained.
Danny raised his hand. Mac nodded to him. "Lindsay and I just came from the second crime scene. We managed to get a trajectory of where the bullets started, but we ran into a little snag. It look like the shooter used a car to prop himself up to aim, but Lindsay never saw anyone outside the car and she still had GSR on her jacket."
Mac looked down at the table.
"Is it possible the shooter was inside the car?" Hawkes asked.
Lindsay shook her head. "No. There was no one near where I was. And the amount of GSR is enough to indicate that they were right behind me when they fired."
"Alright here's what we need tested and retested. Epithelia's, prints, ballistics, everything has to be examined closer." Mac ordered.
Danny stood up. "I'm headin' to trace. Lindsay and I found two more casings. I'm testin' them for epithelia's and whatever this liquid is."
Mac nodded. "Hawkes, work with Danny. Right that's all the evidence we can go off of."
Lindsay stood up. "I'll run the print we got from the first bullet. Maybe I'll get lucky a second time."
"Do whatever you need to, but we need to catch this guy." Mac said.
The others rose from their chairs and broke throughout the lab.
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Hawkes and Danny were in trace. Danny had swabbed the liquid from one of the casings while Hawkes processed the second casing. Hawkes noticed a small chip come off with the liquid. He smiled and looked to Danny.
"I've got trace." he said.
Danny's head shot up. "You serious?"
Hawkes nodded. "I'll run through GC/MS."
"Good work man." Danny said. "I got the liquid ready for processing."
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Lindsay sat in one of the tech labs, running through the prints. She stared at the screen, listening to Stella reprocessing the clothes behind her. Lindsay looked over her shoulder, Stella was examining one of the Green's jackets. Julia's by the lack of a bullet hole through it.
Adam entered the lab. "Lindsay, I have your epithelial results."
Lindsay took the results from Adam, "Thanks."
Adam looked to Stella and watched her. Lindsay read over the results. Apparently, there was a hint in the system. The shooter was a close relative to Colm Gunn. Lindsay recognized the name from the Irish Mob Drug bust. That had been a difficult day for everyone. Then the computer beeped behind her. Lindsay looked back to the screen. Her eyes widened as she read the screen.
"No way." Lindsay cried. She typed frantically on the keyboard.
"What's up, Linds?" Stella asked.
"I got a hit." Lindsay explained.
Stella's head snapped up. She set down the jacket and walked behind Lindsay's chair. "Way to go."
"Well, it's not a direct hit. Our shooter's not in the system, but a relative was." Lindsay explained.
"Well, with the results I just gave you, you should know how close he is." Adam said.
Lindsay nodded. "Right." She entered the result into the computer and waited for a brief second. "Alright, so it looks like, the shooters theā¦father."
Hawkes and Danny came into the lab. "We got a hint in trace."
Stella nodded. "Adam and Lindsay both got us something too."
"I found a paint chip in the liquid Danny processed. Came back to a 1990 Nissan Sentra." Hawkes explained. He passed a picture of a similar car.
Stella nodded. "Good. Danny?"
"Liquid came back as motor oil, but I also found some extra ingredients in it as well." Danny held up the results.
Stella took the results and frowned. "Gasoline, washer fluid, wax." She looked up. "What is this?"
Danny shrugged. "I'm thinkin' car wash, car maintenance?"
"Hawkes can I get a look at the picture?" Lindsay asked.
Hawkes passed the picture to Lindsay.
"And add that to the last name, Adam and Lindsay got and we have a starting place." Stella concluded.
Lindsay stared at the car in the picture. She closed her eyes and thought back to the diner. Her foot slipped, sending her to the ground. Then she caught it. That was it! Lindsay opened her eyes. "This is it. This is the car!"
"I'll call Flack, have him start on a car owner by the last name of Gunn." Stella said.
"Doesn't look like you need to, Stell." Hawkes said. He pointed out the wall.
Flack was racing through the lab. He pulled open the door violently. "We got another officer down."
"Lindsay you and Danny go. Wear your vests and look out for the car." Stella ordered.
"I'm going with them." Hawkes said.
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short but useful, i hope. that was the plan.
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