"Greg, thanks for the info, keep me updated, and Greg call me whenever you hear something?"

"Yeah sure no problem, Cath bring her back, please?"

"Bye" was all that she could say.

Warrick looked at Cath with a strange look on his face.

"What was that about you whipping his *****?" he asked, curious.

"He has number recognition so that he knows when Grissom is calling about his evidence. So I told him that I was coming over to the labs to whip his ***** if he does that with my evidence, that’s all."

Warrick smiled, "Well I just hope that you made the right decision, because he might love it when you turn up at the labs to whip his *****, so I just hope that he isn’t taking advantage of your offer." Warrick grinned, but then he looked back at Sara’s watch and he got serious again.

"Did you find anything inside?" he asked Catherine.

"Yeah, I found her gun. But she hasn’t used it. I don’t know what Nick found. I better go and ask him." She turned around and walked away.

"Nick, did you find anything?" Catherine asked when she entered Sara’s bedroom.

Nick whipped a hand over his eyes hoping that Catherine hadn’t noticed that he was crying. He was mad, so mad that he would be able to kill the guy if he did anything to Sara. And he was afraid; afraid about what might have happened to her, he killed three people yesterday, one of them was a six year old girl. So what would prevent him from killing again?

Chapter 13

He’s going to kill me

I woke up several hours later; at least it looked like it was night. It was dark; I could see that when I looked up. In the opposite corner of the room was a window. I tried to sit up, my ribs where killing me. But unfortunately the window was too small for me and besides that I would never be able to reach it.

The door opened again and the man walked back in.

It was clear that he was going to kill me; he wasn’t wearing anything to cover his face. I vaguely recognized him; did I see him at the scene yesterday? Was he one of the people that where watching the scene from behind the police lines. Then it hit me he was… no it couldn’t be.