Oh, hey, we're visiting with Stephen Root again. He's snapping at Nicky, "I thought we were done." Nicky says stubbornly, "Sir, we need a list of all the kids who were here tonight." Tonight? It's, like, ten in the morning. Also, Sara is apparently not wearing anything under the CSI vest. Mrs. Kirkwood -- that would be Mrs. Stephen Root -- asks why, and Sara explains to both of them that their daughter has been raped. They don't exactly react by weeping and rending their garments, expressing their concern for the girl, or otherwise giving any indication that this is terrible. Instead, Stephen asks anxiously, "What did she tell you?" Sara doesn't bother replying. She and Nicky just stare at the red, scraped knuckles of his hand. Nicky decides then and there, "We're going to need to search the premises." Stephen protests that they can't, since it's his house, and Sara produces the warrant. Nicky ushers them out, and the two of them proceed to search the house. Sara goes over Suzanna's room with the UV light. Nicky takes the master bedroom. He notices the shattered photo frames -- pictures of Suzanna as a little girl -- then sees the bloody glass embedded in the floor. After checking the almost-useless knob on the closet door, he lifts the glass, then acts on a hunch and fits an end table under the door. Then he opens the door and, amid the chaos in the closet, sees bloody streaks on the door, on the inside.
Evidently this find is enough to send him and Sara back to the Labitrail for a powwow with Gil and Warrick. Who's mocking the B&E now, huh, Warrick? The four CSIs stand around a long table laid with multiple crime-scene photographs. Sara asks, "How do we know it's the same suspect." "We don't," Warrick replies. That was a positively Grissomian response. Nicky reasons, "Table up against a door, chair shoved against a knob -- it is the same M.O." Sara asks about connections between the victims; Gil replies, "Well, both victims were left alive, we think. I mean, the old lady's death was probably unintentional. And the girl's rape was --" "Crime of opportunity?" Sara suggests. None of the guys are willing to elaborate on that. Warrick asks instead, "If you're out to rob somebody's house, why would you do it when they're home?" Gil replies, "The difference between burglary and home invasion -- infliction of terror." We see a likely flashback to the Kirkwoods cowering on the floor, hands behind their backs, as a home invader threatens, "Talk to the cops, and I kill you." Nicky comments, "Bad guys leave. Fear just stays behind." That's deep, Clem.
Hey, everyone! Don't get down! It's the wacky B-plot! Catherine and Buzz are walking in Maslow Park, approaching the bench where the bounty hunter breathed his last. "Like shooting fish in a barrel. Almost guaranteed to run into one of his skips or some lowlife who knows where they are," Buzz opines. This is the side of the bounty-hunting business you never hear about in the Stephanie Plum books; there, it's all wacky old ladies and hot-blooded Italian swains. In any event, Catherine's trying to figure out how the gun got from the park to the yard across town. I tell you, it's the gun itself, stealthily moving at night while chortling, "And they say people kill people, heh heh heh." Buzz thinks it's a drive-and-dump, but Catherine isn't buying it.