A/n Hey guys, here is chapter 3; it's a short chap I'm afraid. Thank you so much for reviewing, following and adding this story to your favourites. It means so much. Enjoy!
Chapter 3Greg joined Nick and Sara in the house 45 minutes later.
"I got a tire print," Greg informed as he entered the kitchen. "We might be lucky and get a hit off of it. There was nothing else I'm afraid."
"Well, we have very little. It was definitely a body dump. A shoe print, dust, dust and more dust." Sara said, exasperated.
They were still waiting on the entomologist as well as David.
"Any sign of our entomologist friend out there?"
Shaking his head no Greg replied. "Afraid not Sar, can I help in here?"
"We are pretty much done here, Nick is just checking the last bedroom. The rooms are practically empty. My guess is, this house hasn't been lived in for quite some time. This was a body dump. No fingerprints on the door handles or windowpanes, only a set of shoe prints inside the front door. Until the bug guy or David gets here we can't do much else, only wait."
"I found nothing guys," Nick said entering the kitchen. "Not even bed sheets on the bed! How about we wait outside for someone to show up?" Nick asked walking back out, not waiting for an answer or his two colleges.
As Sara and Greg walked out of the house a black Denali pulled up.
"Bug man is here." Greg stated.
"I could have easily done it!" Nick said, defending his newfound entomology skills.
What either of the two men failed to notice was the colour draining from Sara's already pale cheeks.
This just wasn't any entomologist; he was the best in the business.
Stepping out of the Denali was the one and only Gil Grissom.
A/n I know I am very mean ending it here, but hey, reviews may encourage me to update sooner. Thank you for reading ^_^