Christopher Johnson drove around the suburbs in the growing dark of the Las Vegas evening. He heard the body shift in the back of his car as he turned sharply. He was almost there... After seeing the cops at his hotel room, he had gone back to the warehouse for a while. He hadn't meant to kill her so quickly, but... Now he just needed to dump the body.

It had been so easy to find her address.... He just checked the website and found her name, then looked in the phone book. Honestly, do people realize how easy they are to find?

He pulled up in front of her house, good, her car's here. He climbed out and strolled casually to the front door. Hoping it wasn't locked, he turned the handle and nudged it open with his hip. He looked around carefully, closed the door, and began looking for her.

--------------Catherine's House--------------

Catherine threw some stuff into her overnight bag. She walked over to the closest, singing to herself. Hey, there's not much I can do, so why not enjoy a few days alone with Gil. She tossed her hair, and began dancing to the music as she sang:

"The best thing about a-being a woman,
Is the prerogative to have a little fun!

Oh, oh, oh, go totally crazy-forget I'm a lady
Men's shirts-short skirts
Oh, oh, oh, really go wild-yeah, doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh, get in the action-feel the attraction
Color my hair-do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh, I wanna be free-yeah, to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!"

The man stood outside her doorway, watching from the shadows .She turned and grabbed something off the shelf - for a split second, her back was to him. He moved lightning fast, seizing her from behind and pushing her face-first against the wall.

Catherine kicked at him, fighting to turn around. She opened her mouth to scream, but he clamped his hand over her lips. She shook her head, trying to free her face. She pushed hard off the wall, and he fell backwards. Catherine ran past him, out of breath. Phone... where the ---- is my phone? She grabbed it off the counter, and had almost finished dialing 911 when he knocked it from her hand.

Catherine stumbled back, catching herself from falling. The man had seized one of her bedroom pillows, and was rapidly advancing on her. Cath tried to scream again, but he launched himself at her, smothering her face with the pillow.

She fell backwards, her attacker landing on top of her. Catherine fought for air, trying to throw him off her, but the man used his advantage in sheer bodyweight to pin her to the floor. Catherine's head was reeling from lack of oxygen. He kept pressing down, blocking her air, until he felt her go limp.

He stood up, tossing the pillow aside. Grunting, he picked her up, and carried her out to the garage. He laid her on the floor as he went to get his car. Johnson closed the garage door behind his car in order to keep prying eyes away.

He shoved Catherine into the back of the car and dragged the other woman's body out. He dumped her unceremoniously on the floor just inside the door and dropped a chicken-scrawled note beside her, then returned to the car and drove off.

------------Grissom's House--------------

Grissom called for what seemed like the twentieth time. 'Brrrrring...Brrrring.... Brrring!' Hello, you've reached - "Grissom hung up the phone, and got in the car.

As soon as he reached her house, he felt that something was wrong. "Catherine?" he pushed the door open, not touching the handle just in case. "Cath?" Grissom walked through the house looking for her, unnerved by the silence.

Then he saw the body of Susie Dickinson lying on the floor. Tears rolling down his face, Grissom pulled his gloves on, and picked up the letter that was on the floor next to her.

"I was going to wait awhile before using my favorite opera, but I think this one fits her...

Ich liebe dich,
Mich reizt deine schone Gestalt,
Und bist du nicht willig,
So brauch' ich Gewalt!"

Grissom fought back tears as he tried to think clearly. He dialed Brass's number, "Brass? I'm at Catherine's house..."

Notes: OK, so it's not that long, but I'm trying to update every day or so, so bear with me. The translation will be in the next chapter....