Aw, thanks Anni. I guess I just expect more from myself. lol: I remember the good ol' days when it just started out. Like when Carly was talking about that food fight and she suddenly needed butt reconstruction surgery, lol. I think that was the same food fight whereafter the Hummerhome became stuck in the mud and Speed was the only one to go outside to get it out and he got stuck under the Hummerhome and broke his foot. :lol:
Good times indeed. And it's weird, I had an update that I did last night at around 11 pm but I'm much too lazy to go upstairs on my PC and get it so I'll just write it down here on my laptop.
Thanks for the reviews everyone!
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Trace lab, next day
Horatio: Calleigh.
Calleigh: *smiles* Somehow I knew you'd find me in here.
Horatio: You get the guest list checked out?
Calleigh: *opens coil book* There were over seven hundred people at that banquet so Tim and I divided it between us. I've got A through P and he has Q through Z.
Horatio: Okay any possibles so far?
Calleigh: One stuck out. Brian Abernathy.
Horatio: Related to Gina Abernathy?
Calleigh: Her brother.
Horatio: Why was he at the party?
Calleigh: He works as a photographer down at the Miami Artist's Gallery. He's more of an intern but I managed to find out from his boss that he's been trying to get into the modeling agency as a photographer for six months.
Horatio: Can we pick him up?
Calleigh: Tripp's out right now.
Horatio: Good job. *leaves*
Miami Artist's Gallery
Horatio: *takes off shades*
Tripp: This is Lieutenant Caine.
Brian: *nods*
Tripp: We'd like to get some information from you regarding your sister Gina's death.
Brian: What would I possibly have that would help you?
Tripp: For starters, you were at the party the other night.
Brian: Party?
Tripp: The Reid firm's banquet. Unless you party a lot but you don't look the type.
Brian: I was there, yeah.
Tripp: How'd you get on the guest list?
Brian: I have connections.
Tripp: Any of those connections have names?
Brian: Look, my boss got me in. He's friends with Reid and said he could get my name on the list. I went there to stop Gina.
Tripp: Stop her from what?
Brian: From accepting a job from Reid. She had these crazy ideas that she was going to get enough money to go to college and then become a lawyer. *scoffs* Everyone knew she didn't have the brains for it. Besides, she promised to get me a job at the modeling agency she worked for and then she goes there go get another job?
Horatio: Reid seemed to think she had enough brains to work for him. He offered her money to go to college.
Brian: Yeah I know. Gina and I...Kind of fought about it.
Horatio: During the party.
Brian: Yeah on the balcony. I guess she didn't expect me to be there let alone be there listening to her conversations wih Reid.
Horatio: Did the fight escalate?
Brian: You mean did I kill her? No. I left her there crying like a little baby.
Horatio: *tilts head*
Brian: Look, she may have been my sister but she was also my ticket to fame in the photography business and she was going to throw it away for some law job.
Horatio: Okay, what happened after the fight.
Brian: I left the party. Alone. Gina was still there for all I know.
Large mansion, balcony
Delko: So you find anyone else on that list that seemed hinky?
Speed: *shakes head*
Delko: *shines flashlight around* Seven hundred people and no one with at least a criminal record?
Speed: A criminal record doesn't mean anything if I cleared them.
Delko: *smirks* I didn't say you couldn't do your job?
Speed: Good, so do yours.
Delko: *laughs*
Speed: *looks around* Wasn't Calleigh supposed to be here too?
Delko: She's questioning the maid. Why, you don't want to work with me?
Speed: *looks over edge of balcony* Looks like the maid missed this balcony.
Delko: Find something?
Speed: Blood.
Delko: Alexx said the vic suffered blunt force trauma.
Speed: A railing can do that to you.
Delko: So can a killer.
Calleigh: *walks over* The maid confirms she cleaned the front of the building so any blood from beind dragged from a car is out unless we can find the car.
Delko: We found blood up here.
Calleigh: Oh. *walks closer* Human?
Delko/Speed: *look at Calleigh*
Calleigh: You never know.
Speed: It's human.
Calleigh: Okay so...Reid said she left around 10 and she seemed agitated.
Delko: Did he say whether she had a giant gash on her head?
Calleigh: Well she ran out so she might have been covering it.
Speed: Hey, fingerprints.
Calleigh: *looks over* Could be Gina's.
Speed: Hers would be on the top, these are on the underside.
Calleigh: Like if someone was bracing themselves.
Fingerprint lab, two hours later
Ryan: *sigh* I can't believe I got AFIS duty.
Calleigh: *walks in* How's it goin'?
Ryan: Oh great, I just ran two hundred prints and nothing.
Calleigh: Only five hundred ten cards to go.
Ryan: You make it sound like a good thing.
Computer beeps
Calleigh: Well that sounds like a good thing.
Ryan: *sits up* Got a match. *clicks mouse*
Calleigh: *stares at screen* Brian Abernathy?
Ryan: Nope. *scrolls*
Calleigh: *sigh* Lori.
Ryan: Where were these prints found?
Calleigh: The balcony where the vic's presumed blood was found.
Ryan: You want me to tag along in interrogation?
Calleigh: Keep checking the rest of the prints. *leaves*
Interrogation room
Calleigh: *sits down*
Lori: So is this about DNA or prints?
Calleigh: *opens folder, hands it over*
Lori: I'm not a CSI.
Calleigh: Your fingerprints were found on the underside of the same balcony where Gina Abernathy's blood was found.
Lori: You know it's her blood?
Calleigh: We're still testing. However the maid was through the whole house and this blood was fresh.
Lori: Am I a suspect?
Calleigh: It depends what you tell me. What time did you leave the party?
Lori: Around eleven.
Calleigh: Did you speak with Gina during the party?
Lori: Reid wanted us to meet.
Calleigh: Why?
Lori: I guess I was Reid's success story and he was using me as an example.
Calleigh: How did she seem when you two met?
Lori: Quiet, reserved, young. She couldn't have been older than eighteen.
Calleigh: Was she bleeding?
Lori: *lifts brow*
Calleigh: *stares at Lori*
Lori: Not that I could see.
Calleigh: Did you notice anyone there who...Seemed out of place?
Lori: It wasn't really a formal party. Can I speak to my dad?
Calleigh: *stares at Lori*
Lori: *leans back on chair*
Calleigh: What can't you tell me?
Lori: *crosses arms*
Calleigh: *looks up at mirror*
Few seconds later
Speed: *walks in*
Calleigh: *stands, leaves*
Speed: *sits down*
Lori: Am I a suspect?
Speed: *flips page of folder* No. You do realize Calleigh will be able to hear anything you're about to say.
Lori: I know.
Speed: I don't see why you can't talk to her.
Lori: I wanted to talk to you.
Speed: So talk.
Lori: I didn't kill that girl.
Speed: *writing*
Lori: But she did seem a little flustered and that was around nine. Well, not flustered...More like uncomfortable. And...Um...She gave me a look.
Speed: Care to specify?
Lori: Kind of...Like a cry for help.
Speed: From what?
Lori: I don't know but I'm tellin' you, it wasn't a good thing. I probably shouldn't have left her there alone with him.
Speed: *looks at Lori* With who?
Lori: Reid. Somethin' just didn't seem right.
Speed: *closes folder* About him or about her?
Lori: Both of 'em. I don't think Reid killed her though.
Speed: Why?
Lori: I didn't get that vibe from him.
Speed: Okay well we'll look into things.
Lori: Are you mad at me because I'm getting married?
Speed: No.
Lori: Then why are you mad at me?
Speed: I'm not mad.
Lori: You were the other day.
Speed: I'm tired of seeing your name pop up in my cases.
Lori: *nods*
Speed: And it doesn't help when you make smartass comments.
Lori: I just cleaned myself up and you think the first thing I'd do is kill someone I knew for a total of ten minutes?
Speed: Stay healthy, Lori. *stands, leaves*
TBC...............
Good times indeed. And it's weird, I had an update that I did last night at around 11 pm but I'm much too lazy to go upstairs on my PC and get it so I'll just write it down here on my laptop.
Thanks for the reviews everyone!
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Trace lab, next day
Horatio: Calleigh.
Calleigh: *smiles* Somehow I knew you'd find me in here.
Horatio: You get the guest list checked out?
Calleigh: *opens coil book* There were over seven hundred people at that banquet so Tim and I divided it between us. I've got A through P and he has Q through Z.
Horatio: Okay any possibles so far?
Calleigh: One stuck out. Brian Abernathy.
Horatio: Related to Gina Abernathy?
Calleigh: Her brother.
Horatio: Why was he at the party?
Calleigh: He works as a photographer down at the Miami Artist's Gallery. He's more of an intern but I managed to find out from his boss that he's been trying to get into the modeling agency as a photographer for six months.
Horatio: Can we pick him up?
Calleigh: Tripp's out right now.
Horatio: Good job. *leaves*
Miami Artist's Gallery
Horatio: *takes off shades*
Tripp: This is Lieutenant Caine.
Brian: *nods*
Tripp: We'd like to get some information from you regarding your sister Gina's death.
Brian: What would I possibly have that would help you?
Tripp: For starters, you were at the party the other night.
Brian: Party?
Tripp: The Reid firm's banquet. Unless you party a lot but you don't look the type.
Brian: I was there, yeah.
Tripp: How'd you get on the guest list?
Brian: I have connections.
Tripp: Any of those connections have names?
Brian: Look, my boss got me in. He's friends with Reid and said he could get my name on the list. I went there to stop Gina.
Tripp: Stop her from what?
Brian: From accepting a job from Reid. She had these crazy ideas that she was going to get enough money to go to college and then become a lawyer. *scoffs* Everyone knew she didn't have the brains for it. Besides, she promised to get me a job at the modeling agency she worked for and then she goes there go get another job?
Horatio: Reid seemed to think she had enough brains to work for him. He offered her money to go to college.
Brian: Yeah I know. Gina and I...Kind of fought about it.
Horatio: During the party.
Brian: Yeah on the balcony. I guess she didn't expect me to be there let alone be there listening to her conversations wih Reid.
Horatio: Did the fight escalate?
Brian: You mean did I kill her? No. I left her there crying like a little baby.
Horatio: *tilts head*
Brian: Look, she may have been my sister but she was also my ticket to fame in the photography business and she was going to throw it away for some law job.
Horatio: Okay, what happened after the fight.
Brian: I left the party. Alone. Gina was still there for all I know.
Large mansion, balcony
Delko: So you find anyone else on that list that seemed hinky?
Speed: *shakes head*
Delko: *shines flashlight around* Seven hundred people and no one with at least a criminal record?
Speed: A criminal record doesn't mean anything if I cleared them.
Delko: *smirks* I didn't say you couldn't do your job?
Speed: Good, so do yours.
Delko: *laughs*
Speed: *looks around* Wasn't Calleigh supposed to be here too?
Delko: She's questioning the maid. Why, you don't want to work with me?
Speed: *looks over edge of balcony* Looks like the maid missed this balcony.
Delko: Find something?
Speed: Blood.
Delko: Alexx said the vic suffered blunt force trauma.
Speed: A railing can do that to you.
Delko: So can a killer.
Calleigh: *walks over* The maid confirms she cleaned the front of the building so any blood from beind dragged from a car is out unless we can find the car.
Delko: We found blood up here.
Calleigh: Oh. *walks closer* Human?
Delko/Speed: *look at Calleigh*
Calleigh: You never know.
Speed: It's human.
Calleigh: Okay so...Reid said she left around 10 and she seemed agitated.
Delko: Did he say whether she had a giant gash on her head?
Calleigh: Well she ran out so she might have been covering it.
Speed: Hey, fingerprints.
Calleigh: *looks over* Could be Gina's.
Speed: Hers would be on the top, these are on the underside.
Calleigh: Like if someone was bracing themselves.
Fingerprint lab, two hours later
Ryan: *sigh* I can't believe I got AFIS duty.
Calleigh: *walks in* How's it goin'?
Ryan: Oh great, I just ran two hundred prints and nothing.
Calleigh: Only five hundred ten cards to go.
Ryan: You make it sound like a good thing.
Computer beeps
Calleigh: Well that sounds like a good thing.
Ryan: *sits up* Got a match. *clicks mouse*
Calleigh: *stares at screen* Brian Abernathy?
Ryan: Nope. *scrolls*
Calleigh: *sigh* Lori.
Ryan: Where were these prints found?
Calleigh: The balcony where the vic's presumed blood was found.
Ryan: You want me to tag along in interrogation?
Calleigh: Keep checking the rest of the prints. *leaves*
Interrogation room
Calleigh: *sits down*
Lori: So is this about DNA or prints?
Calleigh: *opens folder, hands it over*
Lori: I'm not a CSI.
Calleigh: Your fingerprints were found on the underside of the same balcony where Gina Abernathy's blood was found.
Lori: You know it's her blood?
Calleigh: We're still testing. However the maid was through the whole house and this blood was fresh.
Lori: Am I a suspect?
Calleigh: It depends what you tell me. What time did you leave the party?
Lori: Around eleven.
Calleigh: Did you speak with Gina during the party?
Lori: Reid wanted us to meet.
Calleigh: Why?
Lori: I guess I was Reid's success story and he was using me as an example.
Calleigh: How did she seem when you two met?
Lori: Quiet, reserved, young. She couldn't have been older than eighteen.
Calleigh: Was she bleeding?
Lori: *lifts brow*
Calleigh: *stares at Lori*
Lori: Not that I could see.
Calleigh: Did you notice anyone there who...Seemed out of place?
Lori: It wasn't really a formal party. Can I speak to my dad?
Calleigh: *stares at Lori*
Lori: *leans back on chair*
Calleigh: What can't you tell me?
Lori: *crosses arms*
Calleigh: *looks up at mirror*
Few seconds later
Speed: *walks in*
Calleigh: *stands, leaves*
Speed: *sits down*
Lori: Am I a suspect?
Speed: *flips page of folder* No. You do realize Calleigh will be able to hear anything you're about to say.
Lori: I know.
Speed: I don't see why you can't talk to her.
Lori: I wanted to talk to you.
Speed: So talk.
Lori: I didn't kill that girl.
Speed: *writing*
Lori: But she did seem a little flustered and that was around nine. Well, not flustered...More like uncomfortable. And...Um...She gave me a look.
Speed: Care to specify?
Lori: Kind of...Like a cry for help.
Speed: From what?
Lori: I don't know but I'm tellin' you, it wasn't a good thing. I probably shouldn't have left her there alone with him.
Speed: *looks at Lori* With who?
Lori: Reid. Somethin' just didn't seem right.
Speed: *closes folder* About him or about her?
Lori: Both of 'em. I don't think Reid killed her though.
Speed: Why?
Lori: I didn't get that vibe from him.
Speed: Okay well we'll look into things.
Lori: Are you mad at me because I'm getting married?
Speed: No.
Lori: Then why are you mad at me?
Speed: I'm not mad.
Lori: You were the other day.
Speed: I'm tired of seeing your name pop up in my cases.
Lori: *nods*
Speed: And it doesn't help when you make smartass comments.
Lori: I just cleaned myself up and you think the first thing I'd do is kill someone I knew for a total of ten minutes?
Speed: Stay healthy, Lori. *stands, leaves*
TBC...............