Spencer took a seat in the chair across from Ben. He took a bow and a bass in his hand. "Any requests?" Spencer asked.
"Hey, how 'bout a Smooth Criminal showdown?" Johanna said.
"Hm. Not bad." Ben said, putting his bow on the strings, and said in a deep voice, "Ready, Rudolph?"
Spencer put his bow on the strings and said in a kiddish voice, "Ready, Santa!"
oOo
"Hey, what's that? Is that bass music?"
"Is that Smooth Criminal?"
William Reid's head shot up. He listened closely, and distinctly heard faint bass music. It DID sound like Smooth Criminal, but it sounded familiar to him, and he didn't know why. He didn't listen to Michael Jackson much, so he wasn't familiar with him. But Spencer was...
He calmly walked out of his office, not finding anything on the guys Spencer was fighting with, and rushed down to the evidence room when no one could see him. He knew there were orchestra instruments down there, and since he didn't find the two of them in his office, he knew where they were.
He quietly walked into the evidence room, and into the adjoining main office, but stopped when he realized something. Spencer knew how to play bass? He really missed out on his life. Maybe he should wait a bit to see how well he played.
He hid behind the corner and looked in.
There were five people in total. Spencer was at the bass, but there was a guy playing the other one William didn't know. He looked familiar, though...
He looked at the two other women. They looked familiar too. Why did these people look familiar to him? He never met them before, did he?
He then remembered why he was hiding there and moved to look. Fortunately, they were still playing, but it wasn't Smooth Criminal. It wasn't even on basses anymore. It was on violins. Spencer was still playing, but this time it was with the black-haired girl.
"Hey, what's the name of this song again? I forgot." the black-haired man asked. Enrique answered, "Ben, it's Beethoven."
The woman went and played another song different from the one Spencer was playing.
"That's Mozart, Diana!" the second woman said. She had a strong southern accent.
"Oops! Sorry, Johanna!" Diana said. She stopped playing and went back to the same song Spencer was playing.
So, these were their names. Ben, Johanna, and Diana. William mentally stored it into his mind. He had a feeling they weren't long distance friends. He continued to listen to them play until a bang could be heard above them. They stopped playing at once.
"What was that?" Spencer said, setting the violin and bow down. Diana did the same and looked up at the ceiling. Another bang, except this time louder.
"There's not more of us coming, is there?" Enrique asked, looking at Ben. He looked at Enrique and slowly shook his head no. Diana shot her head back and looked at Enrique. "I knew I smelled bad cologne before we came in here."
They all looked at each other. They knew what the bangs were.
Gunshots.
In a flash, they were up the stairs, not seeing William, and bolted into the office. Standing there, in the middle of the room, with a shotgun in hand, was-
"DeSalvo!" all five of them snarled.