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Tee Time
Next morning, Miami Beach Golf club
Delko: *flipping through pages* So where's Calleigh?
Speed: I don't know, I've been trying to get a hold of her all morning.
Delko: *smiles* You think she went out on a date with Colton last night?
Speed: Probably, I mean the guy's obsessed with her and she seems to like him.
Delko: Maybe they had a late morning.
Speed: Hey check it out.
Delko: *looks over* You find a foursome during the time of the murder?
Speed: Yeah it says here they had a late start because of the rain.
Delko: Maybe they came back for another round.
Speed: Well it is a resort. Most people stay up to four weeks.
Delko: Have you ever been to one of these resorts?
Speed: With my paycheck? I'm lucky if I get to eat at McDonalds.
Delko: *laughs* And yet you could buy a 10 000 dollar wedding ring.
Speed: That's different.
Delko: Sure it is. Alright, I'll go find these people and ask them some questions. Take this log sheet back to the lab and take a look at it.
Speed: You don't have seniority.
Delko: Hey I could someday. What if you died tomorrow?
Speed: Don't hold your breath. *grabs paper, walks away*
Delko: *shakes head*
Lab halls
Katie: Hey you're with me now?
Horatio: It seems that way. Have you seen Calleigh?
Katie: No, why?
Horatio: I've been trying to get a hold of her.
Katie: She must have had a late morning. Alright, so dead cheerleader, 17 years old, found out in the glades with a gunshot wound to her back and various stab wounds. She also has a bite mark on her leg.
Horatio: Are we thinking sexual predator?
Katie: Hard to say. Alexx wasn't able to get a definitive mold, but she said she wants to talk to us.
Horatio: Let's head over there.
Katie: Sure.
Golf course resort
Delko: *knocks on door*
Woman: *opens door, wearing robe* Oh! The bellhop. I told the other boy yesterday to bring up the rest of our stuff. Pfft, he's not getting a tip.
Delko: Actually, ma'am. *lifts badge* I'm with Miami-Dade CSI.
Woman: OH! One of
those. Harold! my male stripper is here, you'll have to leave.
Harold: Elaine, you know I disapprove of your parties. Sorry sir, I'll pay you and you can be on your way.
Delko: Actually, I'd rather you didn't. I'm a police officer.
Harold: A real one?
Delko: Yes, a real one.
Harold: Elaine, did you call the cops?
Elaine: No!
Delko: There was a murder out on Miami Beach and I just need to ask you a few questions. You were with a foursome around the time of the murder.
Harold: Yeah we had a late start because of the rain.
Elaine: You should have seen it! With all the humidity around here, I'd be a poodle by the time we got back.
Delko: May I come inside?
Harold: Sure, we have nothing to hide.
Delko: *walks in*
Elaine: Make yourself at home.
Delko: *looks around* Nice place.
Harold: We usually rent a condo here in the winter. It might not be what you're used to.
Delko: I'm afraid I don't know what you mean.
Harold: ...Luxury. You know, the Miami night life, money being used as toilet paper, and places like these where the rich stay.
Delko: *stares at Harold*
Harold: Okay say it with me. MO-NEY. Money.
Delko: I know what money is.
Harold: Good boy!
Delko: *frowns*
Elaine: Harold, cut it out. You know the normals don't like to be patronized. They want to feel like they're one of us.
Harold: Oh that's right. Would you like a glass of wine?
Delko: Actually I'd like to take a look around if you wouldn't mind.
Harold: Why?
Delko: Like I said, there was a murder.
Harold: We didn't murder anyone.
Delko: I thought you said you didn't have anything to hide.
Harold: We don't.
Elaine: Harold, just let him look around.
Harold: Alright fine.
Delko: Thanks. *takes out flashlight*
Harold: Oh don't worry, we'll hit the lights. You know, electricity. You don't need those blasted pen lights. *turns on lights*
Delko: *rolls eyes*
Elaine: *runs over* So what are you looking for?
Delko: I'll know when I find it.
Elaine: *looks over Eric's shoulder* That's our bathroom.
Delko: *looks at Elaine*
Elaine: Sorry.
Delko: *kneels, opens cupboards*
Elaine: Why are you going in there?
Delko: Could you step back please?
Elaine: *steps back, looks at Harold*
Harold: *frowns*
Delko: *pulls out jug of bleach* Do you use this?
Elaine: No, that was here when we got here.
Harold: *grabs golf club*
Delko: *stands, turns around*
Harold: *swings golf club*
Lab, Autopsy
Horatio: Okay Alexx, you had information?
Alexx: The bite mark on her leg wasn't human.
Horatio: Wild animal maybe.
Alexx: No, they're human teeth.
Horatio: I'm...I'm not following.
Alexx: Synthetic teeth. I found an adhesive in the wound.
Horatio: Dentures.
Alexx: Mhm.
Katie: She was attacked by a geriatric dude?
Alexx: I've seen younger people get dentures if they have diseased teeth that need to be removed, or if they play sports and have a lot of teeth knocked out. It's cheeper than getting partial dentures, because the crowns will cost more.
Horatio: She attended highschool. There are sports teams in highschools.
Katie: Ugh, another one of my enemies. Sports.
Horatio: Thank you Alexx.
Halls
Speed: *looking down at paper*
Carly: Hey.
Speed: Hey back.
Carly: Have you spoken to Josh?
Speed: No, I haven't seen him all day. Why?
Carly: He cheated on me.
Speed: I know.
Carly: Seriously, what is wrong with you Speedles? You have to sleep with everything that moves.
Speed: He didn't sleep with Jess.
Carly: JESS?
Speed: ...You didn't know.
Carly: No, I didn't.
Speed: Oops.
Carly: *slaps Speed in the face*
Speed: Ow. *rubs face* That was slightly uncalled for.
Carly: What is wrong with you!
Speed: I didn't cheat on you! Josh did! Go yell at him!
Carly: You're related!
Speed: We don't have the same brain!
Carly: *sigh* Men will never learn.
Speed: What do you want me to do about it?
Carly: I don't know.
Speed: So get mad at him and leave me alone.
Carly: I actually had another question while I'm here.
Speed: Sure.
Carly: I was just in the Trace lab looking for you, and your phone rang so I picked it up. It was a doctor.
Speed: Really.
Carly: He says he needs to talk to you as soon as possible.
Speed: You really shouldn't answer other people's phones.
Carly: It was either that or let it ring forever.
Speed: Well in the future stay away from my phone.
Carly: So why is a doctor phoning you?
Speed: He's...A witness in one of my other cases, so he must have some information. I told him to call me at work.
Carly: Oh.
Speed: I'll see you later. *walks away*
Carly: You're...Welcome?
TBC............
