Horatio comes in the glass door, hands resting on his hip and badge. "Any luck?" He can see the image is only a partial on the screen, the tech shaking his head. "Okay, we will have to try again when we find the suspect." Even if Bruce couldn't ID him on sight, he could identify the voice and injuries. "Thank you." He dismisses the tech, leaving the two of them again.
"Mr. Beckett, I want to know what kind of government work you're involved in." He's deadly serious about this. They just ran his prints off a beaker in his homemade lab and no one could access the results. H wanted to know before anyone showed up and told him to stop investigating.
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Date: 2013-01-13 08:13 am (UTC)"Mr. Beckett, I want to know what kind of government work you're involved in." He's deadly serious about this. They just ran his prints off a beaker in his homemade lab and no one could access the results. H wanted to know before anyone showed up and told him to stop investigating.