Chapter 2
Sara looked through the small space on her father's doorway, disgusted at what she could see. He was lying on the bed in his underwear, with his new girlfriend, Peyton, in a silk nightgown on top of him. They were watching TV together, and every so often, Peyton would turn over and kiss Mac, then the two of them would giggle like two kids in the playground. Sara pretended to puke, and went back to her room.
Mac's cellphone rang and Sara heard him rush around trying to answer it.
"Taylor. Oh, hi Stella. Yeah, I'll come down. No, I haven't seen Peyton, but, if I do, I'll tell her you called. Yeah, bye."
Peyton suddenly swore. "Oh no! I've got at least 15 messages and missed calls from the lab!"
Sara sniggered; served her right, the filthy slut. She went to stand in the doorway.
Mac came out, pulling a t-shirt on. "I'm so sorry Sara, but I really have to go. You understand, right?"
Sara looked at him with contempt. "You think you can replace my mother, but you can't. You just can't."
She slammed the door shut and Mac heard her burst into tears.
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Mac and Peyton walked across the Brooklyn Bridge, trying not to look as though they'd spent a heated and romantic night together. Stella looked up as they neared the crime scene.
"Hey you guys!" she said. "Our victim is Sam McFarland. He was found by a couple of kids doing bungee sex."
Mac looked at Stella. "Bungee sex?"
Stella nodded and led him two the body, where Lindsay was examining the body, watched by Flack. They looked up from their work as the three of them neared the body.
Mac knelt down and shone his mini-Maglite on the body. A miniature Statue of Liberty was sticking out of chest, covered in blood. Lindsay pulled a diamond ring out of his pocket.
"Maybe he was going to propose to someone, and an ex or something got jealous," suggested Lindsay.
She stood up and handed it to Stella, who put it into a plastic evidence bag.
"Oh my God," gasped Lindsay. Everyone turned to look at her, and she pointed at the office building across from the bridge. The lights clearly spelled out "Marry me".
"Now there's a proposal I wouldn't mind," Peyton whispered into Mac's ear. He smile.
Stella looked at the building, then the body, then back at the building, and thought for a minute.
"I'm thinking, maybe this girl he was going to propose to? She said no."
