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Author: Kylie Anderson
Fiction Rated: T - English - General/Drama - Reviews: 5 - Published: 08-27-05 - Updated: 09-03-05 - Complete - id:2554183

C.S.I Case Files 2: Framed

Chapter 1

Inside Job

Sara and Nick had been called to a 419 in the middle of the desert. Sara was calmly taking photos. “Can you turn him over?” Nick asked David who was examining the male body.

David nodded and turned the man over. Sara jumped when she saw the face and ran to throw up. “Did she know him?” David asked.

Sara retched on the ground far from the crime scene. Nick ran over to her. “What’s wrong?” Nick asked gently.

“That…that’s Hank.” Sara said shaking.

Nick looked back at the body. “Oh yeah, it is. Hank was a medic, right?” Nick asked.

Sara simply nodded. Nick called Grissom and let him know what was going on. “Grissom will be right over. He says you’re too involved in this case. You can meet Warrick at 384 Swan Lane in Henderson for a 419.” Nick repeated hanging up.

Sara didn’t say anything. She was pale with shock. Grissom arrived and walked over to Sara and Nick. “Good job Sara; you didn’t contaminate the crime scene.” Grissom said lightly.

Sara still didn’t say anything. “I…I broke up with Hank after I fond out he and Elaine were together. He used me to make her jealous. I was still mad at him, but now he’s dead…” Sara said at last.

Nick smiled. “You didn’t kill him Sara, so don’t worry.” Nick said lightly.

Sara looked grim. “He’s been calling my house. I’ve been calling back leaving tons of angry messages. Nick, I have motive. I didn’t kill him, but I’ll be an instant suspect.” Sara said sadly.

Nick and Grissom exchanged glances. “Sara, just go help Warrick in Henderson.” Grissom said shortly.

Sara nodded and got into her car. Nick walked over to the body again. He noticed a few shell casings from a gun. He bagged them. “Hey David,” Nick said.

“Yeah?” David said looking at the body.

“As soon as you get that bullet out, can you get it to ballistics A.S.A.P?” Nick asked.

“Sure,” David said loading the body into the coroner’s van.

“Thanks,” Nick said.

Grissom looked around. “What?” Nick asked.

“There aren’t any tire treads or any foot prints, so how did the body get here?” Grissom asked.

Nick looked around as well. “Maybe the killer threw the body from a plane or something,” Nick suggested.

“That’s a good theory, but the position of the body is inconsistent with it being thrown from a plane,” Grissom said quickly.

Nick sighed. “Then how did the body get here?” Nick asked frustrated.

Catherine’s black Tahoe rolled near the crime scene. She walked towards them. “So what happened?” Catherine asked.

Grissom shook his head. “Shouldn’t you be home?” Grissom said looking at her.

Catherine smiled. “The doctor said as soon as I felt better, I could return to work. I feel fine.” Catherine said lightly.

“It’s Hank, you know that guy Sara was dating and his body was just removed. Anyway, we’re trying to figure out how the body got here.” Nick explained.

Catherine nodded. “Could he have been thrown from a plane?” Catherine asked.

“Nah, the body position was wrong. There aren’t any tire treads or foot prints.” Nick said quickly.

Catherine felt a breeze. “Maybe there were tire treads and foot prints. Maybe the wind blew sand over them. How long has Hank been dead?” Catherine asked.

“About two days,” Grissom reported.

“Who found him?” Catherine asked.

“Two hikers,” Nick answered.

Catherine nodded. “Didn’t Sara have this case?” Catherine asked.

“Yeah, but she was too involved emotionally.” Grissom replied.

Catherine nodded. Nick’s phone rang. “Calm down…are you sure? Thanks,” Nick said quickly.

“What was that about?” Grissom asked.

“That was ballistics, the found a match to the bullet.” Nick said shortly.

“That’s great, so what’s the problem?” Catherine asked.

Nick was quiet until he spoke again. “Well, the gun was used in an unsolved murder a year ago,” Nick said quietly.

“So?” Catherine asked.

“So, it’s in the evidence room! It’s an inside job!” Nick exclaimed.

Grissom shook his head. “Sara is beginning to look more and more guilty,” Grissom muttered.

“So we know that the murderer is either a police officer or a C.S.I,” Catherine said quickly.

“Yes,” Nick said shortly.

Catherine sighed. It was looking bad for Sara.



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