Author's Notes: I know it's been awhile since I've updated this story. School and then going a broad for a semester in Spain. Well I'm back and I've got a few ideas. I know this chapter is a little on the short side, but don't worry Blair and Jim will be interacting with the CSI crew soon enough. On with the story

"We'll go with you. Nick, Sara, you don't mind staying here holding down the fort?" questioned Catherine.

"No, not at all. I'll see what else I can't dig up on David Kane."

"Great. Call us if you find out anything major." Brass said then going on, "Oh, and you may want to hit the local bookstore as well to pick up the other novels that Ms. Chandle has written."

"You got it." Nick then looked at Sara once the others had left and said, "Well, did you want to go and make a book run with me or would you rather hit the Internet?"

"I'll join you." Sara said as she picked up the paper back book off the table and read the back of the jacket and then opened up the back flap to see what information there was on Leah and the other novels that she had written.

Fifteen minutes later Nick and Sara were at the Holmes and Company bookstore.

"Holmes and Company?" question Sara

"Yeah, it's a bookstore that specializes in mystery and thriller novels. I thought we would stand a better chance at finding all the other of Ms. Chandle's novels here than at a regular bookstore."

The two of them then made their way into the homey and comfortable store that was filled with numerous books and had plenty of comfortable chairs to sit down and read a chapter or two of a book before buying. While Nick and Sara where looking around they were greeted by a friendly shopkeeper, whose nametag read Margaret.

"Can I help you?" she asked.

"Yes, we're looking for any books written by a Leah Chandle." Sara said smiling at Margaret.

"One of our more popular authors at the moment. Right this way." Margaret then led Nick and Sara over to a small display that housed all five books. Here we are. A Dish Served Cold is her very first book, Murder in the Moonlight is her second, A Dance Most Deadly her third, the fourth is The Hidden Enemy and her current novel is Golden Slumbers."

"Thank you Margaret. You've been very helpful." Nick said as they all heard the door open and saw a group of women enter, "If you'll excuse me, that's the Ladies' Mystery group. They meet here every week to discuss the current novel that they've chosen. I just need to head downstairs and open up the room for them and I'll be right back." Nick nodded his head and watched as Margaret hurried after the women.

Sara then picked up one of the hardcover books and looked at the back of the jacket and was rather surprised to see a face that she hadn't seen in years. Nick seeing the look of shock on Sara's face asked, "You okay?"

"Yeah, It's just that I actually know her Nick."

"You've got to be kidding me."

"I'm not. I knew her as Leah Simons. We had a few of the same classes together in college; we even roomed together for a semester before Leah left to travel abroad. We kept in contact for awhile after that and then we sort of lost track of each other after awhile." Sarah told Nick as she grabbed hardcover editions of each of the books and then soft covers. Nick gave her a questioning look.

"The hard covered ones are for my own personal collection and the soft cover ones are for marking up and trying to find out what move our killer is going to make next. I happened to have proof read a few of Leah's creative writing stories for one of her English classes and if those are as half as good as these, we're in for a treat." Sara then headed off up to the front counter. Nick found her and by that time Margaret had returned from upstairs.

"Are you ready to check out?"

"Yes." Margaret then rang up Sara's purchases and bagged them.

"Thanks for stopping by and please do come back again."

"You're welcome. Come on Nick, we've got some reading to do." Sara said as she headed out of the shop.

(Meanwhile at Las Vegas International Airport) Jim Ellison and Blair Sandburg finally arrived and were slowly making their way to get their luggage.

"Were you able to get a hold of anyone in charge of Leah's case?" asked Jim as he saw Blair shut off his cell phone.

"No, Detective Brass is at another crime scene. The officer that took the call wouldn't say if the crime was in anyway related to Leah's case. I guess we'll just find out when we go and pay them a visit, after we go and see Leah."

(Mean while at the crime scene) "All right Merson what do we got?" Brass asked.

"Female victim, early to late twenties, dark hair, blue eyes. Was found by the hotel cleaning lady when she came in to make the bed. No estimate yet as to time and cause of death. We're still trying to find I.D. for her."

"Let me guess, she checked in under an alias." Said Brass.

"Uh-huh." Said Merson with a nod of his head.

"We'll take it over from here." Said Brass.

"You got it. I'll even lend a hand in questioning the witnesses. You know how these managers get when we have to close down any section of a hotel at any given time."

"Do I." Brass said as he then turned his attention back to Warrick, "Any of this come out of one of Ms. Chandle's books?"

"It's possible. I haven't read any of her latest books. But it's going to be on my reading list as of tonight. See if we can't head this off at the pass." He said as he started to take photos of the body and then go about collecting any hair and fiber evidence that would be useful for Greg to go over. While Catherine took the hotel's bathroom and started the collection process there.

TBC....