Wife and daughter's perspective
Lillian was sitting on a bench just outside the CSI lab. She couldn't go home, not just yet. There wouldn't be any point. She'd just be worrying about Sid there, she might as well worry here where it gave the appearance of doing any good.
Michelle was taking it harder than she was. Lillian had tried to comfort her girl but she hadn't said a word since they'd learned about her dad's disappearance. For right now, Michelle was sitting on the other end of the bench, playing her handheld video game with a scowl on her face at the game. Just barely a teenager, Michelle really didn't want to be coddled or babied anymore...and she was so much like Sid, Lillian thought to herself. So practical and analytical at times. Her other daughter Samantha had gotten more of her own genes in the artistic field...Lillian still hadn't called her. She really didn't know what she could say...
Her cellphone buzzed in her hands and Lillian jumped up in surprise and hope. Instead the hope died quickly and she gasped in shock at the picture sent to her phone: Sid bound with duct tape and blindfolded in the back of a van.
Lillian could only cry at that point with Michelle leaving her game to hold onto her arm as if to comfort her. She didn't even hear the others in the lab as their cellphones buzzed or rang with the same photo being sent to them at the same time...no ransom demands, just the picture...
Michelle was taking it harder than she was. Lillian had tried to comfort her girl but she hadn't said a word since they'd learned about her dad's disappearance. For right now, Michelle was sitting on the other end of the bench, playing her handheld video game with a scowl on her face at the game. Just barely a teenager, Michelle really didn't want to be coddled or babied anymore...and she was so much like Sid, Lillian thought to herself. So practical and analytical at times. Her other daughter Samantha had gotten more of her own genes in the artistic field...Lillian still hadn't called her. She really didn't know what she could say...
Her cellphone buzzed in her hands and Lillian jumped up in surprise and hope. Instead the hope died quickly and she gasped in shock at the picture sent to her phone: Sid bound with duct tape and blindfolded in the back of a van.
Lillian could only cry at that point with Michelle leaving her game to hold onto her arm as if to comfort her. She didn't even hear the others in the lab as their cellphones buzzed or rang with the same photo being sent to them at the same time...no ransom demands, just the picture...