Gil and Sara met Brass in front of Francis's house.

"What kind of information did you find out about our suspect?" asked Sara.

Brass pulled his notebook from his jacket and proceeded to read the details he had uncovered about the life of Vince Francis.

"Age 28, formerly employed at the county jail. Held that job for three years. Seems to have been his longest term of employment. And he's been in trouble with the law before. He was charged with assault five years ago, the charge was dismissed. Otherwise mostly misdemeanor charges, no felony convictions. One interesting piece of information though, ....there have been several police runs to this address for domestic disturbances."

"Domestic disturbances?" Sara looked at Brass with a puzzled look on her face.

"Yea, our Mr. Francis has a wife."

"A wife?" Sara was caught off guard by that. "That bastard was fooling around on his wife too."

"Calm down Sara," Grissom put his hands on her shoulders and looked her in the eyes. "I need you to stay focused here, okay?"

Sara didn't answer, she walked towards the house with Grissom and Brass following close behind when the sound of shouting from inside stopped them.

"You lazy son of bitch!" an angry female voice could easily be heard.

"I'm sick and tired of supporting your lazy ass so you can party with all your whores," she continued.

The yelling continued from inside as they climbed the porch steps and knocked on the door. The door was flung open with anger by the woman inside. "What the hell do you want?" she glared at the three of them.

"Hi maam, I'm Captain Jim Brass, this is Gil Grissom and Sara Sidle from CSI, we would like to ask Mr. Francis a few questions," Brass said as all three showed the woman their identification.

"Vinny, get your ass in here," the woman turned and shouted. "There's cops here to see ya." She turned back towards Brass, "I hope you arrest his ass this time."

Vince Francis came shuffling into the room. He was wearing a T-shirt and shorts and appeared to have been in bed.

"If this is about Debra, I didn't have anything to do with it," he yawned.

"You know about Debra?" Sara was suspicious.

"Yea lady, I know about it. It's been on the news this morning and my wife woke me and told me about it."

"Mr. Francis, can you vouch for your whereabouts last night at midnight," Brass asked as both he and Grissom watched the couple for any reaction.

"I was," he began only to be interrupted by his wife. "He was here with me all last night," she spit out. "He broke up with that whore months ago, but she wouldn't quit chasing after him. She got him fired." She sat down on the couch, reached for a lighter and cigarettes on the table in front of her and proceeded to chain smoke as Francis stepped out on the porch.

"How long have you been married Mr. Francis," Brass continued his line of questioning while Sara and Gil watched for the slightest reaction from him or his wife inside that they may be hiding something.

"Six years last month," he answered. "That's why we got back together."

"We?" Grissom intoned.

"Me and my wife. We seperated about a year ago, that's when I started dating Debbie. There wasn't much of a relationship there though, it was mostly just sex. When my wedding anniversary started to get close I realized what I was doing was a mistake and went back to my wife. We're still having problems, but..." he was interrupted by Sara.

"Obviously," she snorted.

"Look," Francis was starting to get agitated, "I didn't kill her, I was here all last night with my wife. She was seeing other men you know. Maybe it was one of them."

"Do you know who any of these other men were?" Grissom asked.

"No, I only know I wasn't the only one."

"Thank you for your cooperation Mr. Francis," Brass put his notes away as Francis turned and went back inside. Gil and Brass stepped down from the porch.

"Sara, come on, we got we needed for now," Gil said as turned back to face her.

She reluctantly followed them down the steps as another shout erupted from the house.

"That bitch got what she deserved if you ask me."

The three of them exchanged glances as now another motive had been raised..

***

Greg stuck his head in the break room. "Hey Warrick, have you seen Grissom come in yet?"

"No man, Catherine and I have been waiting for him and Sara to get back ourselves. We have some info that's going to just blow Sara away," he almost smiled.

"Mine's better," Greg was hoping he could get Warrick to tell him what he knew.

"Oh no, you're not going to get it out of me that easy. You'll just have find out after I tell Gris and Sara."

The look of disappointment on Greg's face was almost more than Warrick could take. "Haven't you got a lot of other tests to run?"

"Okay, Okay, I'm going, but you have tell me later." He left the break room and headed back to his lab.

Grissom and Sara walked in continuing the conversation that had apparently lasted the trip back from the Francis residence.

"What if they both did it and they're each giving the other an alibi," Sara reasoned.
"She killed her and he set the fire. They claim they were home, where nobody else except themselves could see them."

"It's possible, but so far we haven't found any evidence that suggests more than one person involved," Grissom grabbed a cup of coffee and sat down at the table and rubbed his eyes. This case was not turning out to be an easy one.

"Guys," Warrick saw his opportunity to share his information, "Catherine and I have something that's going to shake this whole investigation up."

Sara and Grissom looked at Warrick, not sure they wanted to hear what he had to say.

"You're not telling them without me," Catherine walked in.

"Pull up a chair Cath, I was about to tell Gris and Sara the big news."

"Warrick, will you just tell us what you found out," Sara was becoming agitated again.

"Sara, calm down," Grissom wasn't in the mood for any additional delays. "Warrick, it's been a long shift," he sighed, the exhaustion becoming evident in his voice, "What do you have?"

"According to Debra Farmer's co-workers, she was seeing several different men. Seems she had a reputation down at the court building."

"And not a very good reputation either," Catherine joined in.

"But the most interesting thing we learned," Warrick continued, "was who one of the men she was seeing was."

"Who?" Grissom's eyebrows raised, his interest peaked once again.

"A certain married man...., married with three kids," Warrick was ready for the expected reaction. "Catherine," he turned and looked at her, "do you want the honor of telling them?"

Catherine sat down and looked at both Grissom and Sara. "The married man she was dating most recently...., was Deputy Brad Henderson."