Boots slid across the sandy pavement sending a cloud of smoke into the air. Grissom turned and noticed Priest. The large man wore army pants with a tank top thrown over his shoulder.
“About time you got here,” Priest joked around in a mock serious tone.
“Yeah? You look like shit, long night?”
“You could say that. I had some work to finish up.”
The two men began walking toward the entrance to the subbasement.
“Everything go well I assume?”
Priest crcked a half smile, “As good as it could.”
“Good to hear. I hope you have enough energy left, its gonna be a long day.”
