Chapter IV
Catherine, Grissom and Brass went to visit a couple art galleries in Las Vegas. When they arrived at the third one, they met the gallery director, James Whitaker.
Whitaker: I don't, know about murders, or anything about some triangular shapes for that matter.
Catherine: That's not what I asked, have you noticed that maybe someone who work for you has strange behavior or something?
Whitaker: No, all of my artists are clean. Now, except you have a warrant, I'll ask you to leave. You're scaring the clients.
Grissom: Ok, but one more thing before we leave. Where your artists are creating?
Whitaker: In a building near the Strip. I built a studio there. Now if you don't have anything else, leave now.
Brass: Ok, we'll get a warrant to take samples from the paint they are using. Make sure you don't leave town.
Whitaker: Yeah yeah. You know where the door is.
Meanwhile
Sara was walking to the dinner to grab dinner for herself and Grissom.
Sara: Hi, I'll take a veggie burger and lasagna to go please
Waitress: sure thing.
Sara was waiting when she heard a voice behind her
Voice: Sara?! Sara Sidle!?
Sara: Yeah that would be me… do I know you?
Voice: It's me! Bobby! From college!
Sara: Oh my God! Bobby! Where have you been! Why are you here! Are you still in Boston!? Woah, lots of questions eh!?
Bobby: Yeah! Well, I just moved here about 2 weeks ago. I sold my apartment in Boston after my degree in fine arts! I work for the art gallery Whitaker. How about you!? Where are you at? Where do you work?
Sara: You ask almost as many questions as I ask! It's been 10 years that I moved here in Vegas. I work for the Vegas Crime lab as a CSI.
Bobby: Is that a wedding ring that I see?
Sara: Yeah (she looked at her ring and smiled), I'm married to my boss actually! That sounds weird doesn't it? It's been 8 months now. His name is Gil Grissom.
Bobby: Grissom? The famous entomologist Gilbert Grissom?
Sara: Yeah, that would be him (with a huge ''Sara'' smile)
Bobby: Wow, I didn't know you would ever settle down!
Sara: Yeah! Who knew! Listen I have to get back to work, I'm on dinner break. I'll give you a call so we can catch up a little!
Bobby: Ok good, here's my phone number! Call me anytime!
Sara: Sure! Bye Bobby!
Sara came back to the lab with hers and Grissom's lunch. She went directly to Grissom's office
Sara: Hey babe
Grissom: Hi honey! Thanks for the lunch
Sara: You're welcomed. Hey I met a guy I went to college with! His name's Bobby Jones.
Grissom: Oh! That's good… should I be jealous?
Sara: Gilbert Grissom!
Grissom: What! I'm just kidding I love you.
Sara: Love you too.
Sara told him about Bobby and what he was doing here
Grissom: Whitaker? Catherine and I went to question the gallery's director today. James Whitaker. He doesn't seem clean to me. We're getting a warrant to search his studio where his artists work.
Sara: Ok. I'll come with you if you want. I know bobby so maybe they will be more cooperative if they know someone.
Grissom: Ok
As if on cue, Grissom's cell rang
Grissom: Grissom
Brass Hey we have the warrant. I'm heading there right now. Care to join me?
Grissom: Sure. Could you call Cath for me?
Brass: Ok. See you there. Bye
Grissom: Bye
On the way to the studio, Grissom held Sara's hand and kept looking at her while he was driving
Sara: What? Do I have something on my face?
Grissom laughed. : No no dear. I was just thinking how much I am lucky to have you that's all
Sara (blushing): Oh I love you Gilbert.
Grissom: I love you too hon
They arrived at the gallery and Brass was waiting for them. They went inside and saw the artists working
Bobby: Sara! I didn't thought I'd see you that soon!
Sara: Yeah Bobby, but unfortunately it's for business matter.
Bobby: Oh… And you must be Gil Grissom? You know that you're one lucky man to have this beautiful lady here
Grissom was slightly uncomfortable at that comment but replied anyway: Yeah I know. Listen, we need to take a look around here would you mind to lead the way?
Bobby: No, absolutely not. Here's the studio, my work is there.
They walked to a corner of the studio and found Bobby's paintings. Lots of them were triangles, and all of the others had at least one triangle in it.
Grissom: Why are you painting triangles?
Bobby: I love that shape. It's not as soft as a circle, not as perfect as a square. It's sometimes irregular, and I find it quite fascinating.
Grissom: Oh ok… do you mind if I take a look at your paint?
Bobby: No, not at all… just this way
Meanwhile, Sara and Brass were questioning the other artist in the studio, Matthew Flemming.
Sara: Can I take a look at your paint Mr. Flemming?
Flemming: Yeah go ahead; you're already making me waste my time anyways…
Brass: Hey be polite with the lady you punk
Flemming just made a face.
Sara took some samples and went to join Grissom and Catherine, who had just arrived to join him.
Sara: Hey have you got anything?
Grissom: I just took some samples from Bobby's paint.
All the time Grissom, Catherine and Sara were talking, Bobby couldn't keep his eyes off Sara. And this didn't go un-noticed by Grissom, who took a step closer, so his body was between her and Bobby
Catherine: Ok folks, let's get back to the lab to compare these samples.
Grissom: Ok. Thanks for your time Bobby
Bobby: Yeah. Hey Sara when are we going to see each other?
Sara: Uh? Oh… I don't know, I'll call you when I have a minute!
Bobby: Ok then, bye
Sara: Bye
On the way back to the lab, Grissom thought that something wasn't right with this Bobby.
To be continued…