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Complete....Craziness!
Campus, Miami, 11 am
Claire: Hey.
Lori: Hey.
Claire: Have you seen anyone around?
Lori: ...This is a college. Are you not seeing people?
Claire: There's a bunch of cops out on the football field.
Lori: Why?
Claire: Some murder.
Lori: ...A murder?
Claire: Yeah.
Lori: Come on.
Claire: Oh I don't want to see a dead body.
Lori: *grabs Claire* Move it.
Football field
Claire: AH coroners! *hides behind Lori* It's like a horror movie.
Lori: *looking around* Who was murdered?
Claire: I heard it was that kid that was beat up the other day.
Lori: *pushes past people*
Claire: What are you doing?
Lori: Excuse me? Excuse me, officer.
Cop: Yeah kid.
Lori: Who just got wheeled out of here?
Cop: Just go back to class and bake your cookies or whatever you college kids do.
Kid1: Oh man it's Ash.
Lori: What?
Claire: *runs over* Are you serious?
Kid1: Yeah.
Lori: *grabs yellow tape*
Cop: Ma'am, you can't go behind the yellow tape.
Lori: Let me see him.
Cop: I'm sorry we can't have kids running all over the crime scene.
Lori: Let me under the tape.
Cop: I can't do that.
Lori: Give me your phone.
Cop: Why?
Lori: So I can call your superior.
Cop: You don't even know who it is.
Lori: Who's the CSI on the case?
Cop: I don't know. One hasn't been assigned. Now get back to class.
Lori: *frowns*
Claire: Come on Lori, we have to go.
Lori: Fine.
Crime Lab, Miami
Yelina: Hey you're back?
Speed: *walks into Trace lab* Yeah I managed to get a ride back. So much for a vacation.
Yelina: You've got a case.
Speed: *looks down at desk* Looks like I have three layovers already. I can't take another case.
Yelina: Well two CSIs just went out to the scene anyway.
Speed: Good.
Yelina: *leaves*
Crime Scene, Miami Campus
Jess: You're new?
Brad: I'm night shift I'm not new.
Jess: Oh. Probably not used to this much sun huh.
Brad: *frowns* Dude, I'm not a vampire.
Jess: *laughs*
Brad: Okay so the kid was beat pretty bad.
Jess: Yeah there's blood everywhere. I could smell it when I got out of the Hummer.
Brad: *kneels* Hey look.
Jess: Plastic.
Brad: Yeah yellow paint on it. Looks like it's from a vehicle.
Jess: Is that part of a bumper?
Brad: Yeah.
Jess: ...Someone ran over the kid?
Brad: *looks around* ...Over there. Skid marks.
Jess: Hit and run on the football field. Well that's new.
Brad: Yeah.
Jess: I'll get this paint trace back to the lab, and you photograph those skid marks.
Brad: No problem.
Jess: *leaves*
Brad: *opens kit*
Lori: *runs over*
Brad: *looks up*
Lori: *looks around*
Brad: ..Can I help you?
Lori: I need to know what happened.
Brad: *stands* Well this is a murder investigation so the information isn't going to be released for some time.
Lori: I knew the victim. It's Ash. Can't remember his last name but I'm pretty sure it wasn't Kutcher.
Brad: You need to go back to class.
Lori: *looks at ground* Did he get run over?
Brad: We don't know for certain.
Lori: There's skid marks that lead to the inside of the portable shelter. That means whoever hit him, knew where he was right?
Brad: You watch too much TV.
Lori: Is that paint transfer?
Brad: Could be.
Lori: It's yellow. You check the school parkinglot?
Brad: Um....Kid, listen, I know how to do my job.
Lori: Oh I know. It's just that, well you might want to be thorough.
Brad: ...
Lori: I'm just sayin'.
Brad: You're in my crime scene.
Lori: No I'm not. Your crime scene is 12 milimeters that way. *points*
Brad: You're annoying.
Lori: How old are you anyway? 20? Your first day? Whew.
Brad: 21 and no it's not my first day.
Lori: You must have gotten started at a young age.
Brad: I was smart so I was skipped ahead.
Lori: Well okay Mister CSI, you missed a spot. There's a blood trail.
Brad: What?
Lori: Mhm. Yup, he must have crawled out onto the grass.
Brad: How do you know any of this?
Lori: Um, you're stepping in one of the tracks.
Brad: AH! Oh crap.
Lori: Well maybe not. Who's your superior?
Brad: I don't know...Tim something.
Lori: *starts to laugh* Good luck man.
Brad: Why? You don't even know him.
Lori: What you want to do is take photographs of that before you contaminate any more evidence. Send some samples to Trace.
Brad: I know where the dirt came from.
Lori: Not if there's secondary transfer from whatever vehicle hit him. *shakes head* Newbies.
Brad: *frowns*
Lori: Sorry I'll leave. You're doin' a great job. *walks away*
Crime Lab, Miami, 2 hours later
Brad: You called?
Speed: What's this? *holds up picture*
Brad: ...That's a photograph of the vehcile treads from the crime scene.
Speed: With a foot print in it.
Brad: ...That's mine sir.
Speed: What happened?
Brad: I was talking to a girl and I stepped i-
Speed: You were talking to a girl? You were supposed to be processing a scene.
Brad: I know sir. But, she was distracting me.
Speed: So where's my Trace?
Brad: ....Sir?
Speed: From the treads. There could have been secondary transfer from the vehicle.
Brad: ...The girl told me that too.
Speed: *angry sigh* Next time, call me.
Brad: I will sir.
Speed: Okay. You're doing a good job. Just take this to AV and meet Jess there. She's tracking down vehicle models.
Brad: Okay. *runs off*
Speed: *shakes head* I can't believe I have to train the newbies.
TBC.....................