"David was released this morning from the hospital. Besides a couple cuts, he's fine. But after being thrown from an exploding house, they wanted to keep him under observation." Tess explained walking into the precinct.

"Joe sent out a tail on him." Cat replied.

Tess frowned. "Didn't the doctor's tell you to stay out of work?"

"Yeah, who really does that?" Cat asked.

Tess entered the office and found Catherine sitting at her desk, holding her phone. "Not you, obviously. What else did you find out?"

"Not much. David doesn't want to talk with us without a lawyer present." Cat explained.

"Must have something to hide." Tess explained.

"You'd be right, there." Evan said, joining them at Catherine's desk. He looked at Cat. "Weren't supposed to take a few days?"

"And keep away from computer screens, no driving, no texting, and take only Tylenol for the headaches." Cat replied. "What do you have?"

Evan passed the paper. "DNA results from the abandoned condom."

Tess looked over the results. "It's David's DNA on the condom."

"Looks like the fiancé wasn't all that loyal." Evan explained.

"Did you get anything from the knives?"

Evan shook his head. "Any DNA that was on them was destroyed in the explosion. But I did manage to find the murder weapon. The Buck Knifes 119. The blade's six inches length matches the depths of the stab wounds and hilt patterns on Michelle's body."

Catherine looked at the knife. "It's the same one I saw had blood on it. It was also a gift from Michelle."

Evan frowned. "If these two were so close, why wasn't Michelle the bride?"

Cat shook her head. "We don't know yet, but I think it's time we ask the real bride."

Tess smiled. "We can catch her at the salon for her hair appointment."

"You know, Tess, I have a better idea." Catherine said, rising from her chair.

The salon was nestled between a high end apparel store and Tiffney's jewelry. The front windows were tinted to prevent passersby's from peeking in. It made the staff and patrons more comfortable. Young women flicked through stylists and gossip catalogues, texted on their phones, and caught up with the social circles. The hair dressers and stylists stood behind the chairs of their patrons, pulling scissors and spray bottles from their trays as they worked.

Catherine was seated in the far corner of the floor. She'd been there for fifteen minutes waiting for the bride, who'd shown up twenty minutes late for her appointment. Immediately Catherine could see what the bridesmaids had meant by Carly's attitude. She had cussed out her caller, barked at the hair dresser, and insulted her bridesmaids. However, none of the girls had rated her out to the bride. Either out of fear or retribution against the bride, Catherine wasn't sure, but it was paying off. Catherine's stylist was putting the final touches to her hair and stepped away for a moment.

"Oh my god I am so jealous of your hair." Carly said.

Cat turned to her and smiled. "What?"

"Your hair is so gorgeous and manageable. I can't get mine to do anything decent. It has so much volume and it's totally damaged and dull." Carly explained. Her dark brown locked were curled and frizzy, but she was still a very attractive petite young woman. Catherine could see the resemblances between Carly and Michelle.

"Really?" Cat asked. "I can't seem to do anything with my hair because it lacks volume. But your hair. I bet your hair has natural ringlets after you wash it."

Carly nodded. "How did you know?"

"I can totally see the ringlets around your face. Curling just along your eyes, making them stand out and accenting your whole face." Catherine said. "Sorry, I'm Cat."

Carly reached and shook her hand, "Carly."

"Are you getting anything special today?"

"Trying to finalize my hairstyle for my wedding." Carly explained.

"Oh congratulations. When's the wedding?"

"Tomorrow." Carly answered.

"Wow, so soon." Cat squealed…or tried to.

"I know." Carly replied. "I just wish it would work out."

"Your hair?" Cat asked.

"No the groom." Carly answered quickly. "He keeps trying to call off the wedding, but I'm not letting him."

"Is he getting cold feet?"

Carly snorted. "And the fact that his friend was murdered just yesterday."

"Oh my god what happened?"

"No idea. He never told me." Carly replied.

"She was murdered in her hotel room." Hailey explained.

Carly glared at her through the mirror. "Who said you could talk?"

Hailey returned the glare but said nothing more.

"So the wedding's still on?" Catherine asked.

"Hell yes. I'm not letting some small town bimbo ruin my wedding." Carly answered. "Now she won't be there to distract him."

"You think he would've left with her there?" Cat asked.

"Absolutely." Carly answered.

Her stylist returned and finished spraying Cat's hair. "Alright, you're all done."

Catherine smiled. "Thank you. It was nice meeting you Carly."

"You too Cat."

"Good luck on your wedding." Cat called. She stood up and walked toward the front desk. Hailey caught Cat's eye and winked as she passed by. Catherine paid her bill and walked out onto the sidewalk. She spotted Tess' car just a block from the salon. Her head throbbed from the sunlight, but she managed to get to the car with no trouble.

"What did you find out?" Tess asked as she climbed into the car.

"Those feelings of hatred between Michelle and Carly were not one sided." Cat explained. "Carly did not like Michelle at all. She had no remorse for her death. She was actually glad Michelle was dead so she wouldn't distract Daniel."

"Wow, that's love." Tess said. She started the car. "You think she's part of it?"

"Not sure. There's nothing to tie her to either crimes yet, but we can't rule her out either." Catherine said.

Tess sighed. "So what do we have then?"

"Not much." Cat said. "From the bride anyways."

"What're you thinking?"

"David." Cat answered.

"He lawyered up."

"His knife matches the wounds, the marks on Michelle's body were made with the precision of a hunter, and his DNA is on a condom found at the crime scene. He can't dodge all of those questions, even with his lawyer." Cat explained.

Tess smiled. "Well then, let's go have a talk with David again. And without the explosion."

yeah...not sure what to say...