A/N: Some adult jokes coming up in this chapter, just a heads up. ;)
A/N2: A shout out to my anonymous reviewer. Glad you liked it! :) Thanks!
Chapter 4
"Please tell me that you didn't drag us all the way down here to tell us you had nothing," Olivia teased Rich the CSU tech. He had called them after lunch saying he might have something and figured they'd want to know. However, after revealing that he was still waiting on Melinda for a few things, they were beginning to wonder what he had exactly.
"I would never. Now Lizzie on the other hand…" he trailed off. He was standing in front of one of the large moveable bulletin boards with photos attached to it.
"I heard that," the car accident analyzer teased him from a few spots away in the lab.
"Munch said she was nothing but trouble. Of course if you don't fill us in, you're going to be in trouble," Elliot said.
"Yes well, can't have that," Rich said before turning their attention to the evidence.
"I went back over Christina Lawrence's crime scene and I found something that at the time wasn't overly helpful," he explained pointing to the picture of a shoe print in some sort of dark substance on the board in front of him.
"A shoe print in goo. Yes I could see how that wouldn't be helpful by itself," Olivia nodded.
"That goo turned out to be roofing tar. The building on one side of the alley was being reroofed and it seems they weren't too careful when working," Rich explained.
"This is fascinating," Elliot gave him a look and Rich continued,
"It's fascinating because I found roofing tar on the fire escape and on Susan Johnson's carpet."
"Our perp was careful but he didn't check his shoes," Olivia nodded.
"So if we find someone with a matching shoe print and some tar then we might be in business," Elliot said.
"You're on the lookout for size twelve work boots," Rich let them know.
"Size twelve? Wow," Olivia was surprised as it was not the typical size shoe.
"Anything else of note?" Her partner wondered.
"I'm still sifting through the fingerprints from the fire escape but one of the sets came back to Joshua Holland. His prints were in the system after a conviction for jumping a turnstile and possession of marijuana," the tech said, handing them a file from his desk.
"So he jumps to rape?" Olivia took a look at the file.
"Well he doesn't live at the building so probably just start with what he was doing there first," Rich smiled.
"Playing detective huh?" Elliot chuckled.
"I try," Rich smirked. With that the two detectives thanked him and then headed for their car. Olivia's phone rang on the way out and she answered it while they walked. By the time they had gotten settled in the vehicle, the call was over.
"Anything interesting?" He asked.
"Melinda called and Fin and Munch are heading down to see her. I told them we were tracking down the fingerprint match," she said. Elliot nodded and fired up the car, then pulled it into traffic.
"You know that old wives tale about shoe size…" he trailed off.
"Don't worry big boy, your secret is safe with me," she chuckled, knowing that at least in Elliot's case, that myth didn't hold water.
"Hey!" Elliot feigned offense.
"I'd say the exact opposite is true. Our guy wants to prove something. It's obvious from the note he sent to the precinct and the fact that he keeps upping his chances of getting caught," Olivia said.
"He's compensating for something," he agreed.
"We all know that you don't need to. Keep that thought for later though. We don't need to get out of the car with either one of us worked up," she chuckled again.
"I make no promises," Elliot chuckled.
To Be Continued…
