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"Grissom!," Greg exclaimed as he burst into the office. "Oh god, Gris, look at this."
He placed a paper downin front of the supervisor and stepped back. Grissom's tired gaze shifted from Greg to the paper. His eyes widened as he read it.
"This is impossible, Greg," he sighed.
"I knew that's what you'd say," Greg reasoned. "Gris I checked it and double checked it. And I checked it again for good measure. It's definately Sara's hair."
"Is this a bad time?," Jaqui asked, standing in the doorway.
"What do you have?," Grissom questioned.
"Well, the handgun from Catherine's double homicide gave me some smudged partials," she began. "Took me a while to play with em, but AFIS gave me a match. Sara Sidle."
Amanda looked at the front of the papaer in shock. The headline read 'Las Vegas Criminalist May Still Be Alive', but the heading had lost her gaze as soon as she looked at the picture. The woman's name was Sara Sidle, but Amanda could have sworn she was looking into a mirror.
"Amanda?," Mike questioned, putting his arms around her.
"She looks just like me."
Mike took the paper out of her hands.
"Don't worry about it," he cooed. "The less of them there are the harder it will be for them to catch us."
She nodded, but her mind was racing. She wondered why the name Sara Sidle seemed so familiar. And why the picture gave her the thought, 'I wonder what Grissom is thinking'. Who was Grissom anyway?