Chapter 13
Once Sara was packed she and Grissom were hustled downstairs to a waiting unmarked car. They rode in silence. She didn't want to say anything to Grissom. She had asked a question that she didn't really want to know the answer to. Grissom would never lie to her.
Grissom sat beside Sara trying to think of something to say.
What was I suppose to do, lie? Sara would have seen right through it. Now she's not talking to you and you two are going to have to spend who knows how long together.
Misery seeped through Gil's bones. He was never going to get this thing right with Sara.
They arrived at a private airport an hour outside of Vegas. The unmarked car pulled up to a mid sized private plane. Two armed US marshals stood guard outside the plane. Their bags were taken. Once Grissom and Sara were seated a rail thin, pinched looking
woman came from cockpit. Her washed out blonde hair was pulled back into a painful looking bun. For an instant Sara wondered what Leigh would have to say about the woman.
The woman extended a bony hand to Sara then Grissom. "Dr. Grissom, Miss Sidle. I am Special Agent Melanie Irvin. I will need to discuss a few things with you about where you are going and your back story."
Grissom watched Sara out of the corner of his eye. Tension caused her veins to protrude in her neck. He wanted to hold her hand again but was scared to.
"First of all we are moving you to Rose Station, Florida. It's just outside of Miami. Basically it's a vacation community."
She pulled out a picture of beachside condominiums. We picked this spot because the owners rent them out year round so people coming and going isn't unusual.
Grissom saw Sara give a hard swallow at the next words. "You will be presenting yourself as a married couple, Gilbert and Sara Stewart. It always helps to use first names that are the same as your own. Dr. Grissom you are a contractor to zoos around the country to help them create the correct entomological environment for their natural habitat collections. Ms Sidle you are a lead physicist for a small aero-space company in your hometown. The specific information is in your packets. You two have been married three years. Oh I almost forgot."
She pulled a small manila envelope from her folder. She shook something out. "Rings"
She handed Sara a white gold engagement ring with a princess cut diamond in the center and a matching wedding band. Gil took his wedding band from the FBI agent. He stared at it.
"You better go ahead and put those on," Marina Irvin said with a tight smile. "This is a kind of interactive community. Sort of like a cruise ship so it will look odd if you don't participate at all. The story is that you are taking some time off in order to try and conceive. You are having some fertility problems and your doctor suggested that you were both under too much stress. It will give you two an excuse when you don't want to socialize."
The blond woman continued. "I almost forgot." She retrieved two PDA cell phones from her briefcase along with two credit cards and an ATM card "These are yours. Your numbers been routed to these phones. They are clean so you can speak freely on them. These credit cards have your new names on them and this card has access to your bank account. The pin number is the day of your birth beginning with Dr. Grissom. Also Horatio Cain with Miami CSI has permission to contact you along with one other person in his unit."
The blond woman peered at them like an 1800's school marm. "Any questions?"
Grissom and Sara's "no" rung through the plane like tumbleweed.