The once quiet neighborhood is bustling with activity now. At first, it was an ambulance. Now there are a few police cars showing up. An officer is taping off the crime scene
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His neck was still sore from being strangled and he wasn't too sure of his voice at the moment. It wasn't like he needed to tell anyone how to do their jobs, at least not yet. They knew what they were doing.
Technically, Horatio couldn't touch the shooting since he was directly involved. IAB would handle that angle. He could, however, investigate Jackie's attempted murder. Reaching in his suit jacket, he took out a pair of latex gloves and put them on. He crouched near the body but the tie caught his attention. There was a blood smear on it. The janitor wasn't holding it when he was shot, and it wasn't Horatio's blood. It probably wasn't Jackie's blood either; H had looked her over before and she wasn't bleeding that he could see.
Horatio called over a uniform and ordered for the rest of the hotel to be checked. There was more to this.
He stood up straight when the sirens of the ambulance sounded and watched it drive away. "What did you see, Jackie," he said, more to himself than anyone else, "that made this man want to kill you
The uniforms were starting to go door to door, some going upstairs and some working the ground floor. The hotel manager wasn't too happy with all of the bustle going around, but he was grudgingly cooperative.
The janitor's name turns out to be Gus, worked at the hotel for a couple of years, quiet and never gave his employer cause for complaint. What he did outside of work, well, the manager said that wasn't any of his business now was it?
The body doesn't have much besides his name tag and janitor's keys to the janitor's closet and all of the rooms around the hotel. His hands appear to be clean...but there is a slight stain to the cuffs of his shirt that suggest he's been in contact with blood very recently.
In the flurry of the hotel search, Horatio had retrieved his kit. he kept a mental checklist of the evidence he needed to collect since he refused to touch anything before he spoke to IAB. The evidence was not going to be questioned by anyone, Horatio would make sure of that.
After a lovely brief conversation with IAB, H began processing the scene. The tie and shell casings were bagged and tagged by the time an officer interrupted the lieutenant. "You may want to take a look at this, sir."
Intrigued, Horatio followed the officer to a room on the ground floor.
The room was like all the other rooms in the hotel in the way of decor and such. One of those fake paintings of a garden on the wall over the bolted down television. The only difference was this room was supposed to be vacant, at least according to the manager. And there was a neat pile of suitcases and belongs in the middle of the floor...all of them piled around a suspiciously large trunk.
There are a few signs of a struggle in the room, but it looks like most of them were cleaned up. The lamp was moved from it's usual spot like it had been replaced there. There's no bulb in it, but there are a few fragments on the carpeting.
Two tickets to Europe are laid on the bed as if forgotten there. One is for the janitor Gus, the other for a woman named Janet Trencher.
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Technically, Horatio couldn't touch the shooting since he was directly involved. IAB would handle that angle. He could, however, investigate Jackie's attempted murder. Reaching in his suit jacket, he took out a pair of latex gloves and put them on. He crouched near the body but the tie caught his attention. There was a blood smear on it. The janitor wasn't holding it when he was shot, and it wasn't Horatio's blood. It probably wasn't Jackie's blood either; H had looked her over before and she wasn't bleeding that he could see.
Horatio called over a uniform and ordered for the rest of the hotel to be checked. There was more to this.
He stood up straight when the sirens of the ambulance sounded and watched it drive away. "What did you see, Jackie," he said, more to himself than anyone else, "that made this man want to kill you
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The janitor's name turns out to be Gus, worked at the hotel for a couple of years, quiet and never gave his employer cause for complaint. What he did outside of work, well, the manager said that wasn't any of his business now was it?
The body doesn't have much besides his name tag and janitor's keys to the janitor's closet and all of the rooms around the hotel. His hands appear to be clean...but there is a slight stain to the cuffs of his shirt that suggest he's been in contact with blood very recently.
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After a lovely brief conversation with IAB, H began processing the scene. The tie and shell casings were bagged and tagged by the time an officer interrupted the lieutenant. "You may want to take a look at this, sir."
Intrigued, Horatio followed the officer to a room on the ground floor.
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The only difference was this room was supposed to be vacant, at least according to the manager. And there was a neat pile of suitcases and belongs in the middle of the floor...all of them piled around a suspiciously large trunk.
There are a few signs of a struggle in the room, but it looks like most of them were cleaned up. The lamp was moved from it's usual spot like it had been replaced there. There's no bulb in it, but there are a few fragments on the carpeting.
Two tickets to Europe are laid on the bed as if forgotten there. One is for the janitor Gus, the other for a woman named Janet Trencher.
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