Hee. Thanks for the reviews.
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Miami, three weeks later
Ryan: *looking at folder*
Tripp: *walks over* New case?
Ryan: Old case.
Tripp: What about?
Ryan: One of the first cases that I worked solo, this guy, Barry Mendez was a suspect in the murder of his wife. Apparently whoever it was, walked up, shot her in the head and walked away. She'd just come home from grocery shopping.
Tripp: Why's it re-opened.
Ryan: His lawyer said PD found new evidence at the wife's house.
Tripp: They were divorced?
Ryan: *shakes head* She worked in a different county so she bought a house there.
Tripp: What's this new evidence?
Ryan: Burned clothing with trace amounts of blood.
Tripp: Maybe the guy doused his clothes after shooting his wife.
Ryan: Clothes belong to a woman.
Tripp: How can you tell?
Ryan: It was remenants of a skirt and low-cut top.
Tripp: Oh.
Ryan: I'm supposed to be meeting with the prosecuter in the case *looks at watch* Right about...*looks across room*
Tripp: Isn't that Lori?
Ryan: Excuse me. *walks away*
Near elevator
Ryan: No more undercover work?
Lori: I applied in Miami before I left.
Ryan: Applied for what?
Lori: Did I ever mention I spent three years in law school after I left the first time?
Ryan: You were a lawyer with the foreign affairs department.
Lori: I couldn't divulge that information but I'm no longer working there so, yes I was.
Ryan: Why are you
here.
Lori: I'm assigned to the Mendez case. Where's your friend Lilly?
Ryan: I don't know. I haven't seen her in almost a month.
Lori: She skipped out on you, that's classy.
Ryan: I'm supposed to be meeting with you on this case.
Lori: Mhm. I need all the evidence PD collected.
Ryan: Why?
Lori: So I can make my case. It is standard practice to get a hold of the CSI in a case, correct?
Ryan: In court.
Lori: I want the information.
Ryan: You'll have to wait until trial.
Lori: Just tell me what was found.
Ryan: Burned fabric.
Lori: Where was it found?
Ryan: That's none of your business.
Lori: You'd tell a defense lawyer.
Ryan: ....Behind the house under the barbeque.
Lori: Good. I want to see it.
Ryan: You'll see it at trial.
Lori: No, I want to see it right now.
Ryan: *frowns* Trial.
Lori: Now.
Ryan: Are you being an ass because you left, or are you always like this?
Lori: *laughs* Ryan, learn to let things go. Stay professional for your sake, please.
Ryan: Fine.
Lori: May I please see the evidence?
Ryan: The guy's innocent.
Lori: I'm afraid you can't make that determination.
Ryan: The clothing is from a woman.
Lori: Maybe the guy likes to play dress-up.
Ryan: You ever think of maybe joining IAB? They'd love you.
Lori: I don't want to be a cop.
Ryan: Believe me, they're far from cops.
Speed: *walks over* Something wrong here?
Ryan: Look who's back.
Speed: Well the beauty of being a higher rank than you is I get aprised of everything first.
Ryan: *rolls eyes*
Speed: So what's the problem?
Lori: Ryan here was just about to show me to the evidence.
Ryan: And I told her to wait until the trial.
Speed: Both sides of the table get to see the evidence against the accused whether it's defense or prosecution.
Lori: *smiles*
Speed: When we're finished with it.
Lori: *smile fades*
Speed: Take a number.
Lori: *frowns*
Speed: *walks away*
Ryan: Looks like he's got the whole 'professional' thing down to a science.
Lori: If there's one thing you should know about me is I don't lose so cool your heels.
Ryan: Good luck on the case.
Lori: *looks down hall*
Ryan: *steps in front of Lori* Get back in the elevator and leave the building.
Lori: Mind if I speak to your boss for a minute?
Ryan: Get a visitor pass.
Lori: *nods*
Halls
Lori: *hands over folder* Guy has a history of assault and battery. Wife claims he was dangerous, which is why she bought the second house in a different county. She had a restraining order out on him two years ago which was lifted because they had resolved their conflict, so he says.
Speed: You talk to the family?
Lori: I spoke to officers who responded to several domestic disputes in the area, all related to Mendez.
Speed: What do you want me to do about it?
Lori: Shadow Wolfe.
Speed: It's his case.
Lori: I want the evidence processed properly.
Speed: He is just as capable as I am.
Lori: *stops walking* A murderer is going to be out on the streets by supper time while CSI is taking their time processing pieces of fabric found under a barbeque.
Speed: You wanted it done properly.
Lori: Ever find the murder weapon?
Speed: No.
Lori: *hands over paper* Mendez registered a .45 last December. The shot that killed his wife was a .45 calibre gun. Interesting that a warrant was never served on his house.
Speed: The guy confessed.
Lori: Exactly. So why's he getting out?
Speed: We found new evidence to suggest a third party was there and we don't have a murder weapon.
Lori: Because CSI stopped looking after he signed the confession.
Speed: Yeah.
Lori: He killed his wife.
Speed: I don't have the luxury of agreeing or disagreeing with you.
Lori: *shakes head*
Speed: *reading folder*
Lori: *crosses arms*
Speed: *flips page*
Lori: You finished?
Speed: Patience isn't exactly one of your virtues, is it?
Lori: *grabs folder*
Speed: *looks at Lori*
Lori: ...
Speed: You're lucky mine is.
Lori: *stares at Speed*
Speed: Don't ever do that again.
Lori: Yes sir.
Speed: Go see Wolfe about the case. *walks away*
Lori: *angry sigh*
TBC...............
