ok, last chapter had a lot of mistakes I realize. I'm really trying to read carefully so I can get most of the mistakes but I'm a fast reader, making it almost impossible. I'm only 14 so you can expect some mistakes in here, and I know a lot of you think I spell Cathrine wrong, but that's just the way I learned to spell it. Plus that's how my Aunt spells her name.

Anyway, I hope all of you are enjoying so far, because I'm happy writing it!


Chapter 5

On The Right Trail

Cathrine looked up at the computer screen for the hundredth time it seemed. So far, there was at least 20 guys that went to the gym more than twice a week, all of which happened to be gay.

She printed out the sheet and got up to leave the room when she thought she saw Greg.

"Greg?" Cathrine said. The lab tech turned, but it wasn't Greg.

"Sorry ma'am, I'm just his replacement until he gets out of the hospital." He continued walking down the hall.

Cathrine shook her head and laughed to herself.

She headed straight for Grissom's office, only to find that he wasn't there, but there was a note.

Went to the gym to check out alibis. Call me if you get anything.

-Grissom

Cathrine reached for her cell and dialed the number.

"Gil?"

"Hey Cath. You saw my note?"

"Yeah. I've got at least twenty guys here that go to the gym more than twice a week, and they're all gay."

"All of them?"

"Every single one. How many alibis have you got so far?"

"I've only talked to three guys, but they were all at the gym when it happened." Cathrine laughed.

"Figures. I'll meet you at the gym. Which one are you at?"

"The gym at the Sphere Hotel."

"I'll see you there."

Cathrine closed her phone and headed to her Tahoe.

"Chris Vaughn, where were you last Saturday at 11:30 am?" Grissom asked the man, roughly in his twenties.

"I was at my girlfriend's house. You know how it goes." He smiled slyly at Cathrine. She rolled her eyes in return.

"How tall are you?" She asked.

"About 5'10 or 5'11. What does this have to do with anything?"

"We can't discuss the case with you. Do you know April Hincoff?"

Chris stared at Grissom.

"I've seen her here a few time. You might wanna try asking around here. I'm sure somebody could tell you something."

"Thank you for your time." Grissom said suddenly. The officer with them led him out of the room and led in the next guy.

"State your name, age and height for the record." The police officer told him.

"James Hoffart. I'm 27 years old and I'm 6 feet." James was tall, very built, almost like a body builder.

"Do you know anyone by the name of April Hincoff?" Cathrine asked.

"Yeah, I know her. We fooled around a bit. She met somebody else. That was that." He stated flatly.

"So you were her boy toy until she found somebody else?" Cathrine concluded.

"You could say that I guess."

"It must have made you pretty mad when she was using you, an extremely hunky well built guy, to get other guys to notice her."

"I didn't mind really. It was her thing. I was just along for the ride."

"When was the last time you saw her?" Grissom interrupted.

"Saturday morning, around 11:55." Grissom quit moving in his chair.

"Cathrine, I need to speak with you outside for a moment." He led her out the door and into the next room.

"11:55? Doc Robbins said she died around 10:20. That's an hour and 35 minutes AFTER she died."

"Unless he made a mistake. She could have been frozen or something."

"Somethings not right here Cathrine. I can feel it. And I'm going to find out exactly what it is."

"Warrick would you stop pacing? Your giving me a migraine." Sara said annoyed.

"Sorry, it's just that it's been six hours since Cathrine and Grissom said they had a lead, and we still haven't heard anything."

Sara sighed. They were both in Nick's room with Nick and Greg. He fell asleep in his chair, but he didn't want to leave Nick's side. He felt a kind of loyalty to him, so they left him beside Nick.

Nick was asleep, almost dead looking he was so pale. The doctor had said it was because of the accident, that he'd be better in a few hours.

Suddenly Sara's phone rang.

"Sidle." She answered.

"Sara, it's Grissom. We may have a suspect in April Hincoff's case. He says he saw the vic at 11:55 last Saturday morning. Doc Robbins confirmed that the vic died at 10:20, last Saturday morning."

"Wait a minute, your telling me some guy says he saw the vic, alive, an hour and 35 minutes after she was supposedly killed? That doesn't....."

"You said he saw her alive an hour and 35 minutes after she was killed."

"Yeah, so? Unless she wasn't alive, I don't see....."

"That's it! He had to have killed her! He either saw her dead, or alive, and hour and 35 minutes after she was killed! Nick and Greg got to the house 15 minutes BEFORE James said he saw April! Thank you Sara!"

"Wait, Grissom, who's James?" Grissom obviously hung up because there was dead silence on the other end.

Warrick sat expectantly beside her.

"So?"

"They have a suspect for April Hincoff's murder. Some guy named James I think. He told Grissom that he saw April an hour and 35 minutes after she was killed, and Nick and Greg got there an hour and 20 minutes after she was killed."

"He did what? Why would a guy that committed a murder, then let it slip that he saw the vic 15 minutes after CSI got to the scene?"

"15 minutes after Nick and Greg got to the scene......"

"15 minutes he waited so he could jump Nick and Greg." They both came to the realization of the case.

"Call Grissom." Sara told Warrick.

Warrick grabbed his cell and dialed Grissom's number.

"Gris? James is our guy! Keep him in custody and come to the hospital. Bring Cathrine. I'll explain everything when you get here." He abruptly hung up and left the hospital room.