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Chapter 2
Jim and Grissom were preparing to leave to go to MeekMeeks’s apartment. They were walking by the suite where Theda was. A terrified scream emitted from it. Jim went to the door and Grissom stopped him.
“They have to do the exam Jim.” Said Grissom gently.
“Yeah…….I know but…..” Jim was a little terrified himself for her at that point.
“Come on you know they have too. Let them do their work. I know it’s not easy me hearing her scream either. Screams fa moa morgue……..well it’s just not natural anyway. There is nothing you can do in there. You did everything above and beyond for her getting her Roz.” Said Grissom.
“Yeah I know, but Gil it’s like this, how would you feel if a member of your family had to have one of those? I can put myself in those shoes easy. If that ever happened to Ellie……….”
“I know but the best place for you right now is with me and us going to see about the guy that did this. Come on.” Said Grissom pulling Jim down the hall and away from the door as another scream emitted.
“Yeah, let’s go.” Said Jim stone faced and they left out of the building.
The rest of the trip was in utter silence. Jim Brass was one upset cop. They got to the apartment and there were several marked cars waiting on him. They followed him back to number 103. It had been on the DMV Database. Jim got out of the car and waved two of the officers back to the back door. Jim stood at the front door which was still open like Theda had said.
“You stay here. I’ll clear the room.” Said Brass unholstering his gun.
“I’m packing.” Said Gil. He unholstered his gun too.
“Good then you can back me up if needed.” Said Jim.
They walked into the apartment Jim did a walk though with no one present in the efficiency. He called the back and let the officers know. In the living room/dining room at the side of the coffee table lay blood evidence.
“It’s clear and he is not here so………I’ll put out a APB on him and the car.” Said Brass as Grissom nodded as Brass got out his radio. Grissom threw him gloves and he put them on. The first thing that was seen was the pewter lighter laying on the floor that she had hit Jef with. There was a mix of blood and hair on it. It was almost shaped like a bowling pin so she could have gripped it and swung it at him he thought. He took pictures and bagged it seeing that it did have a bloody fingerprint on the neck of it.
Brass got the APB out and called the hospitals putting the word out about him and then came to help Grissom.
Jim whistled and scratched his head seeing the pewter lighter.
“She must of brained him with that.” Said Jim. “That’s why she thought she had killed him. Those make nasty weapons.”
Grissom looked up at Brass. “Speaking from experience Jim?” Asked Grissom smirking a him.
“Well, yeah Nora, my ex tried several times to relieve me of consciousness with something like that. It was a silver one and belonged to her mother. She only threw it at me. Me, ducking but that was a long time ago. I don’t know that guy anymore.” Said Jim of the man he used to be.
“That’s good. Don’t want that guy around to piss off.” Said Grissom.
“No, you wouldn’t.” Said Jim looking around the apartment. “This Jef guy is a model and he lives like a bum.”
“Yeah, why wouldn’t he……….Jim, he’s got a problem worse than having raped Theda.” Said Grissom.
“What could………Drugs or alcohol. Perhaps both?” Asked Jim.
“I think we are going to find out. I’ll do the living room go on into the bedroom. I don’t think the rape took place in there but it would shed some light on things.” Said Grissom.
Jim agreed and took some evidence bags and bindles into the bedroom.
“God this is a dive. Why did she even come in this place?” He asked shaking his head.
“I think he lured her here.” Said Grissom. “Had to be something really cool for her to have gone in.”
“Yeah, I was thinking the same thing. The “little girl ya want some candy routine.” We couldn’t wait on a statement from her………..Bingo!” Yelled Jim. As he started rifling though the dresser drawers. He came peeking out the bedroom door.
“What did you find?” Asked Grissom.
“Heroine kit. I also found some blow.” Said Jim. “That’s where his money is going in his veins and up his nose.”
Jim did a preliminary test to determine if it was drugs. It was. The cocaine turned blue on contact with the chemicals. Jim looked in the bathroom to find bloody towels. She had beamed him pretty good seeing she got hair and skin on the pewter lighter. Jim was just as glad. He wouldn’t be thinking strait and might go to one of the hospitals for treatment. He bagged the towels after taking pictures of them and the kit and package of Cocaine. He then looked into the closet. There in the dingy lightless closet was several fine suites and dress shirts and designer one’s at that. He only looked the part. He looked at the shoes…….Fine Italian leather one’s. Jim took pictures of the contrast he saw. From the way he saw all this it was a big contrast. Night and day.
“Jim, bring the camera back in here will you? I found something else.” said Grissom.
“What?” He asked seeing something shiny on the carpet. Jim took the picture and Grissom lifted it after to look at it.
“Theda it says on one side. With Love, Mom, Daddy and Bobby.” Said Grissom.
“That puts her here without running anything.” Said Jim looking at the bracelet. “You done a ALS search yet?”
“No, not yet. But I think we have found where the rape happened.” Said Grissom putting on the orange goggles and getting his ALS out. He shined the blue light on the carpet. It lit up like a Christmas tree.
“This is where it happened alright.” Said Grissom. Look at all…………..” Jim had just stopped doing or saying anything. “Jim?”
“Oh yeah, this must be where it all happened. He didn’t get her into bed but you can ALS it too if you want.” Said Jim quietly almost with reverence.
“You need to remain objective Jim.” Said Grissom.
“Yeah, but it’s hard after hearing her………anyway I’ll go and finish the bedroom. Oh Gil, she didn’t have underwear on when she came in. Or did you notice?” Asked Jim turning to go back into the bedroom.
“Yeah I did. He had cut her dress down the middle and she was clutching at it like you would a robe. They have to be here.” Said Grissom looking further after swabbing the area down with the semen on it.
Jim started looking for other stash knocking on the panels of the drawers. He was coming up with nothing until he got to a smaller sock drawer in the old chest of drawers. He opened it and was almost horrified at the find. 10 pairs of ladies underwear most ripped up and some having semen on the outside of them.
“Oh this man has been really………..bad.” Said Jim. “That’s putting it nicely.
“What did you find Jim?” Asked Grissom.
Jim came into the living room where Grissom was bent over looking at the couch with his ALS.
Grissom saw Jim with the torn underwear. “Don’t tell me he keeps trophies for later use?”
“Yep. Shine that thing over here.” Said Jim as he brought the panties over to Grissom. Just like Jim had though the ALS lit up on the panties on the outside.
“Umm, yeah I’d say he’s been really awful.” Said Grissom.
“Pervert.” Said Jim angrily.
“Well to him it’s a game it looks like. How many of those did you find?” Asked Grissom.
“10 pair. Enough for a week without washing.” Said Jim.
“Yeah but he never planned…….I’ll skip what I was going to say we both know what he was doing with them.” Said Grissom his face a little in a grimace.
“Yeah, you know over 30 years as a cop and I still can’t understand what drives these guys to do things like this.” Said Jim.
“Ours is not to reason why I guess Jim.” Said Grissom as he kept finding semen stains.
“Looks like he has been at this a lot.” Said Grissom.
“From the looks of it. I think he is a serial rapist.” Jim said with conviction.
“Yeah, from my stand point. We need to take this couch in for testing to see if there is any other fluid and who’s.” Said Grissom.
“I seems like there is a virtual smorgasbord of fluids.” Said Jim. “Hey Gil what’s that down there under the couch.”
Grissom went fishing a little under the couch. He pulled out another pair of underwear. The initials TR in red on the black thong. Noticeably it was cut on the side.
“This must be Theda’s.” said Grissom.
“Would stand to reason.” Said Jim looking on as Grissom shined the ALS on the panties.
“Well, he didn’t find these. But they do have blood on them.” Said Grissom.
“I guess we will have to wait on whether it was hers or his. I wonder if you can pull finger prints off of those?”
“Don’t know Jim we could try but not here.” Said Grissom bagging the panties. Anything else in his room before I do the bed?” Said Grissom.
“No. I bagged the towels I need to do the bathroom I guess and the kitchenette.” Said Jim. “Do you expect that they are done with Theda by now?” Asked Jim.
“I don’t know might call them we have been here almost an hour. Let me ok? I need to find out about the fuming.” Said Grissom ing ing out his cell.
“Ok I’ll go and see about the bathroom.” said Jim. “We really need someone helping us.”
“Yes, I’ll see if Catherine is free now that you have brought in Roz for Theda.” Said Grissom as he dialed the number to Warrick cell.
“Brown.”
“Warrick you guys started on Miss Ryan yet? Asked Grissom.
“We are waiting actually. Her SART exam took a little longer than usual.” Said Warrick.
“We thought it might seeing……….well when you start fuming let me know.” Said Grissom.
“Ok.” Said Warrick. Grissom slapped shut his cell.
“Well?” Asked Jim.
“The SART is taking a little longer than normal.” Said Grissom carefully.
“Yeah, my guess is they had to give her something to calm her down.” Said Jim.
“With what we heard before probably.” Said Grissom. “It took her a while to go ballistic.”
“Yes it did. She kept her head for a while.” Said Jim.
Meanwhile in the morgue Theda was loosing it quickly.
“Theda just relax. No one is going to hurt you.” Said Roz.
“I’m trying but……..Oh please get him off me! Please letget get him off me!” She pleaded.
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