"Tell me why people install surveillance cameras if they don't record what happens?" Sofia came to Sara in the garden. She had a talk with the security man. No records of the what the cameras saw. She had thought after her last visit they might have changed something; they didn't. Sofia got nothing from them.

"God moves in mysterious ways."

"He's moving in circles."

"So did I and found this." Sara hold up a few stones she had bagged. "The gardener here is pretty good, I doubt he left these stones, they're too big for the flowerbed. I matched them to the stones over there." She pointed to the other side of the garden.

"Somebody moved them from there to here."

"Somebody who could also have access to the premises via the mall behind the bushes. Seven foot, solid stone, not too difficult to climb and – you'll like that – when I was wandering around there, I found shoeprints. They're drying right now, size nine and ten, men sport shoes. I talked to the gardener, he's the only one who takes care of the garden and he always wears boots."

"You're terrific, Sara."

"Thanks." Sara smirked.

"You got a lot of evidence and I've got nothing."

"You sent me here, you can have the lion's share of the success."

"You found the stones in front of the window, the shoeprint and ruled out the gardener, it's all yours, Baby."

"It's investigator for you, detective."

"I'm sorry. Do you want to go on here or do you want to come back in with me, talking to the people?"

"I'll have another look around, get the plaster casts and meet you later inside."

"Alright. Good luck."

"Likewise."

Sara made the decision to finish with the area under the window and went back to her plaster casts. The traces two people left went from the lawn to the wall. Seven foot, too high to simply jump over it but when you're two and sporty, you push the first one up the wall and in return the second one gets pulled up the wall. Jump down the other side and off you go. Not too difficult. The distance between here and the building was approximate twenty yards, no problems to throw a stone that far. Maybe they missed the window, it was dark. Woke up somebody else? Somebody who doesn't believe in ghosts, doesn't have a note on the bed and looks out of the window? A witness?

Talking about witnesses, she had to call Grissom. She and Sofia could never make it to the real-estate office, they needed back-up.

"Gil, it's me, Sara. We're still at the nursing home and I don't believe we'll make it to the real-estate office in time."

"Sofia called me already, you've got a break in, the ghost became human."

"Yes." Of course Sofia called Grissom.

"I'm on my way to there, take all the time you need. Did you find anything so far?"

"I recovered the note, torn apart and wet but we should get something from it. Two shoeprints in front of the wall and the gardener claims he's the only one who walks in the bushes and he wears boots and has size twelve. I think our ghost is in two bodies, male from the size of the shoes. I recovered stones, likely thrown in front of the window of Misses Lennox."

"If they threw them without gloves we've got prints."

"That's why I bagged them. Misses Lennox father had the same gun Ben Benson was shot with and she has no idea where the gun is. She didn't take it to the nursing home and we didn't find it in the house, where it should be."

"I'll let Greg come in earlier and search the house again."

"Three on the case?"

"A ghost on a killer run makes the Sheriff shaky."

"He's afraid of ghosts?"

"Apparently."

"I can go back to the house when we're done here after you take over for us in town."

"You'll go home after you left the evidence in the lab. You're working a double again and Ecklie will kill us both one day when he realizes how much overtime you've accumulated."

"Ecklie can…"

"Sara, don't say it."

"…can count my overtime and give me a lovely raise." Sara smiled. Not exactly what she had in mind to say first but not too bad either.

"You can ask him, will give him a good laugh."

"And me the comment that I can be glad that I'm still working here because if he could make the decision he'd fired me years ago. Only my supervisor was even more stubborn than I am and managed with some magic that I could stay."

"I'm happy about that every day. I'd miss you if you wouldn't be here." Sara's heart made a little jump. Words like that were rare in her life and when they came from Grissom they were extraordinary special. They weren't a couple anymore but her feelings for him were still very strong.

"I'm glad that I could stay too. I better go on working, overtime is running and my supervisor might find out I spent too much time on the phone."

"Sounds like he's a really nasty boss."

"He doesn't bug me. I'll see you later."

"Good luck." She could her him chuckle.

Grissom was on his way to the real-estate office that would give her and Sofia more time to work on the scenes here. Sara was sure there was more evidence at this place than at the house.

The question she was working on in her mind now was, which way did they take to come here? Straight through the lawn? Hidden close to the bushes? It was the backside of the building, nobody was here in the middle of the night. And if they left the premises via the wall, did they enter it the same way? In that case there had to be more prints. Jumping from the wall down would leave a deeper print. Around the area they've left was nothing so Sara started to walk next to the wall. Small bushes and shrubs made it difficult to stay close to the wall but when she couldn't enter it from here it was unlikely that somebody else jumped down and walked through it.

It took her over fifteen minutes until she was back where she had started. No prints but she had a clue where they'd entered. The parking area was sealed and was the best place to come in. Why didn't they leave the same way? Was somebody out? Did the security guard was in that area so that they to leave at the other side? Or were they simply too lazy to walk from the back – and Misses Lennox window – to the front? If that was the case, their laziness gave Sara some evidence and the killers got sloppy. Who made one mistake makes another one.

"I'm sorry, do you know if the security guard at night has his special times to walk around?" She asked the security man when she walked in the building.

"He's suppose to check the premises every hour, yes. Not on the dot but, I think he goes between quarter past and half past."

Misses Lennox said she woke up around two, it was possible that the men couldn't leave through the parking lot because of the guard.

"Is he walking around the whole building?"

"No, just the front side, the parking lot."

No security at the back, perfect for the men.

"I noticed two emergency exits. How can you open them?"

"From the inside. They are not locked but as soon as you open them, the alarm goes off."

"Mind if I take a look at them?"

"Be my guest. Just don't set the alarm off, please."

"I try not to." Sara grinned.

She had one special emergency door in mind, the one at the back. When you leave Misses Lennox room, walk down the hallway to the right you came to the emergency stairs. The perfect way for the men to leave the building.

Sara let her eyes run over the door and the area around it and laughed short and quiet. Too easy. Only three yards away from the door was the fuse box. With gloves she opened the unlocked box and scanned the wires. One was disconnected.

"Ten bucks you're the wire for the door." In a plastic case at the door was the instruction manual for the fuse box. It couldn't be easier. She browsed through the pages and found out, she was right. The wire for the door was enabled.

"No security in this house." She took some photos and walked to the door. Hoping for sloppy killer she dusted the handle and lifted the prints. No recording of the area, the fuse box unlocked with the instruction manual next to the door, why didn't they set up a sign outside, telling everybody here was no security at all. She bet the house let the people pay a high price for a security standard they didn't have.

"Tell me you've got something that will lead us immediately to the killer." Sofia said. Sara had waited until the detective was finished with one of her witnesses to enter the room.

"I've got a lot of things, but no killer. You?"

"They all slept like babies. I bet they have something in their dinner that makes them sleep, so the nurse on night shift has an easy shift."

"I checked around the wall, no signs of anybody jumping down the wall so I think our guys came in at the parking lot area. They didn't leave there because they either got disturb by the security man who was walking around that area after two or because they were too lazy and simply climbed the wall after they've thrown the stones. If you use the emergency exit to the right you'll come straight into the garden."

"Don't they set off an alarm when they got opened?"

"They're suppose to do so, yes. It's very handy when the fuse box is next to the door, unlocked and the instruction manual is in it. Somebody enabled the cable for the door."

"Welcome to the land of possibilities. The security standard isn't high here."

"No but I bet they let them pay a lot of money anyway. I got some prints and will ask for the ones of the security guards and the facility manager. Same for the prints of Misses Lennox' room."

"They didn't leave any traces in the house I doubt they'll be that sloppy and leave something here."

"If they were the ghost the whole time, they got away with murder for five times so far. That makes you arrogant, smug and sloppy."

"I can be smug and arrogant without being sloppy." Sofia smiled.

"Not you can, you are. And you forgot to tell me you called Grissom."

"Yeah sorry. I realized when I walked back in we'd never make it on time to the office and called him. He's there."

"And he'll send Greg to the house, searching for the gun."

"Three CSI for me now? Wow."

"Yeah, you weren't help enough, I need some back-up."

"I won't take this insult personally."

"No reason to do so. I'm off, getting prints. You're fine without me?"

"I'm never fine without you, Sara but I can work without you without any problems."

"As I said you are smug and arrogant. I'll send your next senior in." Sara blinked at Sofia and left the room.


"Let's go home." Sofia came to Sara who was about to finish with the door handle of the front door. She had dusted it and lifted so many prints. She doubted she'd find all the owner of the prints but she wanted to know if any of them were also on the emergency door.

"We need another talk with Misses Lennox."

"Later. She'll have lunch now and after that physiotherapy. And we need to go home."

"Tell me about it." Sara closed her kit. "When can we talk to Misses Lennox?"

"Tonight. Eight o'clock."

"Wow, an extension of the visiting hours. Did you threaten the nurse again?"

"Me? Never. Come on."

They head for the lab, Sofia helped Sara carrying the evidence before they both knocked off.

"Finally." Sara sighed.

"Ready for bed?"

"I am, yes but I need to let Gata out for at least a little bit. I can't sleep until seven and leave her to herself."

"You're running out of sleep time."

"I'll skip lunch."

"You skipped breakfast already."

"I know."

"Tell you something, I'll organize some lunch and come over. You can eat right away after you had your run, walk or whatever with Gata."

"Why would you do that?"

"Because I want to catch these bloody killers and I need a fresh and sharp minded CSI. Means you need your sleep."

"So do you, detective."

"If you worry about me and my sleep offer me your couch."

"I'm surprised you don't ask for my bed."

"No, I don't want in your bed, you're too much my colleague. Deal?"

"I'll regret this but yes, deal." Sara jumped in her car. Leaving her couch to Sofia? Why did she say yes? Why did the blonde offer her to get lunch? Was she really that desperate to get the killer? Sara was sure she'd do the same good job with less sleep. She was used to sleep only a bit and she preferred to sleep less than having less time for her pets.

"Take the key in case you're back before I am." Sara throw her keys to Sofia.

"How will you come in the house?"

"I'll ring at my neighbors, they've got the key. Gata and me need half an hour."

"Okay, I'll be back by them. Any wishes?"

"Vegetarian."

"Of course." Sofia smiled and drove on.

Sara got her extra keys and was greeted by Gata. Without changing into something more casual she took her bike, her dog and the leash.

When she was back half an hour later Sofia was not only in her apartment, she had also arranged the table and put two bottles of beer on the table. Beer, that hadn't been in Sara's apartment before.

"Rice, vegetables and tofu with a beer. What do you think?"

"I think you might get another invitation."

"Thanks. Time to tell me all your secrets you were mentioning this morning."

"You want to get kicked out immediately?"

"No."

"Then shut up."

"You're cruel. Gata, your mommy is cruel. Look at my lips when I say that so that you understand what I'm saying and you can agree."

"She won't."

"I'll get her on my side, no worries. I fed Perro if that's okay?"

"Yeah. I forgot to do so when I came in. Sorry furry man."

"He'll forgive you."

"I hope. I don't like it when he doesn't look at me."

"I thought he can't." Didn't Sara say the cat was blind?

"I mean, I don't like it when he ignores me."

"He does that?"

"Occasionally."

"Your pets do have character. Like their owner."

"That's why we're such a great family and it's never boring."

"What are you going to do when you go on holidays? Take them with you?"

"Holidays? Me?"

"Right." Sofia laughed. "I forgot you don't do things like that."

"Never. No, it depends. I might take Gata with me or leave her with my neighbor, who takes her out for a walk every now and then. And Perro is fine in here as long as there's somebody who feeds him twice a day."

"They are like children."

"Less stressful."

"Probably."

"What about you, detective? No pets? No obligations?"

"No, nothing."

"Why? You can't handle obligations?"

"I can if I think they are worth it. But they cut in my freedom and if I have to give up my freedom it has to be something very special."

"Don't you know that you'll be alone one day if you don't take any obligations?" Sara smirked. A quote of her college time, her ex boyfriend had told her that when she had told him it was over because she wanted her freedom.

"I can move to the nursing home, there's always something going on. A ghost, a killer and we don't want to think what the inhabitants do the whole night…"

"Stop it right now, Sofia!" Sara covered her ears.

"The lust of the age. Don't tell me that's something new for you, Sara"

"I start to regret letting you in my apartment."

"Really? I start to enjoy it. We should talk a little bit more."

"I'll have a shower and go to bed. Talk to Gata she'll listen and not complain. Or have a shower yourself if you want, there're towels in the bathroom."

"A shower with you?"

"After me!" Sara got up. "And don't forget the dishes. That should get your thoughts away from everything I don't like."

"Thinking of dishes is nothing I like either." Sofia laughed. They had plastic boxes anyway. No dishes for their lunch. Sofia didn't buy anything that made work.