Grissom turned and looked to Skye, "I want photographs of this blood splatter." When the girl didn't move, he sapped his fingers. "Skye. Focus or you're on the next flight out, understand?"
Skye nodded slowly, before turning to dig through her own kit.
"So, victim has previous drug dependency. Previously involved in a torturous situation. However, do you feel this enabled Weston to label him an easy target? To your knowledge, how close were Spencer Reid and Weston James?"
He shook his head and moved further into the bedroom, surveying the nightstand, the lamp, any little details. "Skye, when you finish, I want photos of everything at bedside."
"Murder weapon?" He asked, turning to look to Sara. He was forcing himself into Criminalist mode, despite his urges to ask about her.