Don't Say Anything Tonight
Two Weeks Later
Lab
Horatio: Okay, the case.
Delko: We think the gold was stashed there last year.
Horatio: Based on...
Delko: Degredation in the metals caused by ash and methane gas.
Horatio: So we have an approximate timeline.
Delko: Gold was stashed there, and then taken out after the death of David Watson.
Horatio: You figure out who killed the wife?
Delko: We're actually thinking the husband did it.
Horatio: Okay let's hear it.
Delko: We tracked down insurance records for gold that was found off the coast of Florida. Our victim David Watson was a treasure hunter.
Horatio: And how does that explain the fact that he killed his wife?
Delko: I looked into it and apparently she was going to divorce David and take the gold as part of the contract. I'm guessing he hid it in the fireplace for safekeeping and then killed his wife to make the problem go away.
Horatio: Do we have any hard evidence to suggest it?
Delko: *smiles* Yeah, actually. I found pieces of plastic melted with the firewood. I found a label in there, and it was warming gel. I think Watson had a guilty conscience. Got rid of the so called murder weapon.
Horatio: Mhm and then realized his gold was still up in the fireplace.
Delko: Yeah so he goes up to get it, slips and falls two storeys.
Horatio: Well that's an open and shut case isn't it?
Delko: Not for the little girl he left behind.
Horatio: Speaking of which, you talk to Speed and Katie recently?
Delko: Yeah I just spoke with Speed in the trace lab. He handed me the results on the trace from the fireplace.
Horatio: He seem alright?
Delko: He seemed fine.
Horatio: Okay thank you.
Delko: So uh, what did you get Carly and Josh for their wedding present?
Horatio: A Hummer.
Delko: *laughs* No kidding.
Horatio: We have them in abundance here.
Delko: Well I'm sure they appreciated it. I got them a new tv.
Horatio: I hope it wasn't the old tv at your house.
Delko: No way, it was new.
Calleigh: *walks in* Hey.
Delko: Hey Calleigh.
Horatio: You got something?
Calleigh: *smiles* This case might not be closed.
Delko: How so?
Calleigh: I took a look around the roof, and found boot prints on it, not a match to the victim.
Delko: You test all the shoes in the house?
Calleigh: Yep and none of them match.
Delko: So we still have a killer to catch.
Speed: *walks in* And some gold. *hands over paper*
Delko: What's this?
Speed: The gold was taken from that fireplace three months ago. A warrant was served by the county to retrieve it.
Horatio: On what grounds?
Speed: He was hoarding it.
Delko: *smiles* Right the government has the right to chose which precentage the finder gets. Obviously he didn't register all of it.
Speed: Yeah so I'm thinking whoever's gold he has, wanted him dead.
Delko: It's the government's gold.
Speed: Yeah but it wasn't found in his quadrant. I did a little searching around. *hands over more paper*
Horatio: *grabs paper*
Speed: GPS on his boat puts him into someone else's quad, about five miles from his.
Delko: Who's?
Speed: Andy Porter.
Delko: Maybe we should go check it out.
Horatio: Do that.
Marina
Delko: So, where's Katie?
Speed: At home.
Delko: You like the new house?
Speed: Yeah.
Delko: How's she holding up?
Speed: What, Katie or the house?
Delko: *rolls eyes* Katie.
Speed: She won't talk to me, and she won't leave the house.
Delko: Tough break.
Speed: We've been through worse.
Delko: Well look man, I understand why you did it. I probably would have done the same thing.
Speed: *nods* So what was up with you a while back?
Delko: What?
Speed: You were pissed about something.
Delko: ...Missy and I had a fight.
Speed: I didn't know you two were still together.
Delko: We're not. She found out I like Jess.
Speed: I thought you liked Valera.
Delko: Yeah and you thought your love life was complicated.
Speed: Hey is that his boat?
Delko: Well it's big enough. The guy probably has his own company go out fishing for treasure.
Speed: So you're just one of the little guys right?
Delko: *looks at Speed*
Speed: I mean, you still go out there with your little flippers and oxygen tank right?
Delko: *frowns* You have to start somewhere.
Speed: I don't have to start anywhere. Unlike you, I don't live in a world of false hope.
Delko: Oh come on, when you were growing up you never dreamed about finding that one piece of history that no one else has seen in hundreds of years?
Speed: I don't mean to crap all over your 'dreams' but there isn't a lot of treausre in New York. Hey are you mister Porter?
Andy: *turns around* Yeah. Is there something I can help you with?
Speed: We're with Miami Dade CSI, we have some questions.
Andy: Sure.
Delko: Do you know this man? *opens folder*
Andy: No.
Speed: His name's David Watson. He's a treasure hunter, like you.
Andy: *laughs* Treasure hunter? No. I'm a business man. I don't indulge in the fantasy of finding that big priceless artifact. I'm here to make money. It's no different than the stock market.
Speed: This your boat?
Andy: Yeah.
Speed: We'd like to take a look around.
Andy: No. You're going to need a warrant.
Speed: *frowns*
Delko: Okay we'll come back with one.
Speed: Yeah you have about an hour to hide all of the illegal crap you have in there. *nods, walks away*
Andy: ...What's his problem?
Delko: He had a bad burrito. *walks away*
TBC.........
