Chapter 14

Abandoned Warehouse Owned By Friends of Pets, Saturday at 3:00 pm

“So what did you find?” Booth asked the CSI’s who greeted them at the door to the warehouse where the shooting had occurred.

“The reason Kawlicki dragged Penfold out here. Come on,” Ryan Wolfe jerked his head toward the building and the partners followed. They walked through the maze of the stacked wooden pallets until they reached a doorway, which had two dead bolts on it.

“Whatever they had in here they certainly didn’t want anyone to see,” Booth commented as they entered the back room.

“You brought us down here for dog toys?” Brennan raised an eyebrow after seeing the shipping labels on the large cardboard boxes.

“Yes and no,” Ryan smirked as he pointed to the open box in front of him. Both partners walked over to take a look. Booth grabbed his pen from his coat pocket and lifted one of the toys. It was a KONG © type toy that the pet owner stuffed treats inside and let the dog fight to get it out.

“A surprise inside huh?” The FBI agent smirked when he recognized the white powder that spilled out.

“I’ve seen people hide their drugs in a lot of places but dog toys? That’s a new one,” Eric Delko shook his head.

“So this is why Kawlicki wanted to come here. He knew about the drug operation which would officially be shut down now that the warehouse wasn’t going to be used anymore,” Brennan said.

“There’s enough cocaine in those dog toys for someone to retire,” Ryan told them.

“Well Bones I believe this falls under my jurisdiction. This box was headed to Mexico. No doubt Kawlicki wanted to be sure the package was going to be delivered,” Booth smiled.

“That’s why Horatio thought you should know. We can’t get him for murder but you can get him for drug trafficking. We’ve got our forensic accountant checking their banking for the money transfer,” Eric couldn’t help but smile.

“I’ll call up the Jeffersonian and have them ship your evidence back to you so you can prosecute Mrs. Penfold,” Brennan said as she pulled out her cell phone and punched in Cam’s number.

“You really think you guys can nail Mrs. Penfold with murder?” Booth wondered. The two CSI’s shrugged.

“I’m sure we can think of something. Besides we don’t know what H and Calleigh found at the Penfold home,” Wolfe told them.

“All right well if you don’t mind, I’ll have the local field office bag and tag all of the evidence and be sure that Agent Sally Rich nails Penfold to the wall,” the G-man said.

“Sure, less work for us,” Delko smiled and pulled out his cell phone to call Lieutenant Caine.

“Well if that’s all settled then I guess Bones and I can catch a flight out tomorrow,” Booth was happy with the conclusion of this messy investigation.

“I think so. Horatio has your number should we need anything,” Ryan nodded and watched as the former Army Ranger pulled out his cell to call Agent Rich.

The Jeffersonian Medico-Legal Lab, Sunday at 1:00 pm

“What are you guys doing here?” Cam asked as she saw the partners enter the lab. She was on the platform looking at partially decomposed body.

“I guess the question is, what are you doing here?” Booth raised an eyebrow to the corpse that lay on the slab as Brennan scanned them into the platform.

“Local cops found a floater in the Chesapeake. I’m just lending a hand for identification,” the former police coroner told them.

“Are they short handed down at Metro PD?” Brennan wondered.

“No, they’re afraid the coroner would be emotionally entangled since they think this was his nephew. The kid disappeared about a week ago and it looks like he’s been in the water at least that long,” Cam explained. Brennan nodded. The victim didn’t look that old but the bloating could be playing tricks on them.

“So back to my question. Why are you here? Shouldn’t you be trying to catch up on some sleep?” Dr. Saroyan asked.

“Paperwork. Booth needs all the findings on Kawlicki so that he can give a copy to the Miami-Dade police for their case against Michelle Penfold,” the forensic anthropologist told her.

“Oh, well helpee selfee. I shouldn’t be too much longer and then I’m heading home myself,” Cam smiled and the partners left the platform and headed for Brennan’s office. They found what they were looking for and headed back to the Hoover building after saying goodbye to Cam.

Copies made, Booth faxed them to Horatio and then called up Agent Rich to see how things were proceeding. She promised to keep him in the loop and he told her he appreciated it. Once he was off the phone, Brennan said,

“It’s already quarter to three.”

“Come on Bones. I’ll take you to your apartment. We’re done here anyway,” he smiled and wrapped his arm around her shoulders as they headed for the elevator.

“Bed sounds great right now,” she admitted as she tried unsuccessfully to stifle a yawn.

“You think you’re tired now, wait until I get through with you,” he smirked. They had gone back to their hotel Saturday night and had promised to start where they had left off but both of them had collapsed on the bed completely exhausted. Their flight left at eleven thirty and they had scrambled to the airport around eleven because neither one had set an alarm. After waking up at ten, rushing to empty all their personal belongings out of the hotel rooms, checking out and rushing to the airport, they were exhausted again. They didn’t sleep on the flight as the plane hit turbulence and they were jostled about in the cabin.

“Oh and you think that I’m up for that?” She gave him a look as they boarded the SUV and he revved the engine.

“Oh I think so,” Booth smirked and leaned over to whisper something dirty in her ear.

“Well what are you waiting for?” She asked as he leaned back into his seat and punched the Sequoia into drive.

The End

So what do you think? I hope you enjoyed it. I hope to start a new story soon as I have some ideas floating around. Until then, enjoy the Bones Season Premiere on Thursday. :)