Chapter 10

Leigh Bloodworth stood in Sara's living room holding outfits to her slim frame.

"Do I have to wear a skirt?"

"Yes. You told me that you don't wear skirts to work because they are performance prohibitive. Well you are not going to wear pants to Grissom's because they are performance prohibitive. Really CSI Sidle, do I have to explain everything?"

She held up two pieces of clothing. "This will do and don't straighten you hair."

Sara was horrified. "What?"

"It takes too long and it looks better curly."

Sara narrowed her eyes. It was like having a Catherine psychic. She held the skirt and mumbled. "At least it's knee length."

Leigh uttered a cryptic, "This time."

Jarvis Bloodworth sat in the corner of Sara's apartment typing furiously on a laptop. According to Leigh, he refused to leave her side since the incident with the body over the wall.

Sara felt as if she were in some strange alternate universe. In her living room sat a man that looked like Grissom but was not; who along with his wife were both suspects in a murder up until a few hours ago.

Jarvis Bloodworth reached for his cell phone. More facial lines appeared as he talked with whoever was on the other end. His voice rose as his speech and slipped from English into what Sara supposed was Lebanese or maybe Arabic.

Leigh Bloodworth's mouth formed a small O as she heard her husband talk. Sara did not know if this was because she could understand the language her husband spoke or if Leigh intuitively knew what her husband was saying.

Both women watched as the conversation went on. Eventually Bloodworth uttered what Sara recognized as a prayer and he crossed himself. He held the phone out to Leigh. "Emira would like to speak with you"

Sara remembered that Emira was Jiles Bloodworth's wife. Leigh engaged in a rapid fire conversation mostly in French. Sara listened as Leigh asked over and over again about the well being of the children and Emira. Several times her hand went to her face with and she exclaimed softly. When she ended the conversation she crossed herself as he husband had.

They both were silent when the call ended. Sara looked from one to the other. No one spoke. Jarvis finally breeched the silence. "Leigh, will you please tell Sara what has happened. I must call Lt. Brass and Dr. Grissom. Please excuse me ladies." With that he
took the phone from Leigh and stepped into the hall.

Sara voiced her concern. "Is your family okay?"

Leigh pursed her lips. Her fists were like knots in her lap. She was a sensitive woman and the stress of the last 24 hours was taking a toll on her. Sara wondered about her baby. As if she heard Sara's thoughts she ran her hand across her flat stomach.

"By the grace of God they are fine. Apparently someone attacked Emira while she was out with one of the children."

The next words shook Sara. "The person stabbed her and her life was saved by a brooch I made for her daughters baptism."

Leigh Bloodworth crossed herself again and uttered another prayer as she went to her purse in search of her rosary beads.