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Doc Robbins heard the morgue doors close softly and looked up to greet the two CSI's that had just entered. "Hey, well CODIS and dental records have confirmed that the victim is the homeowner, Chloe Dupree, 25, 125lbs and 5.6 inches tall"

He took a short pause and continued, "Cause of death is a single deep stab would to the heart" He directed his finger to the wound "Pierced the left ventricle and resulted in immediate death". Greg peered over to examine the wound more closely. "From measurements I'd say you're looking for a weapon at least 7cm long and approximately 1.5cm wide"

Greg's eyes darted up "With a weapon like that, hitting the left ventricle that precisely would have been difficult. Killer must have some knowledge of human anatomy."

Doc Robbins smiled "I'd agree with you on that. Other incisions on the body are clean and smooth, so I'd guess scalpel, which fits in with your idea"

"What kind of weapon was used for the stab wound?" Grissom asked.

"Wound shape and texture indicates that it's not a knife. Judging by the dimensions I'd say it's more like a ……sharp fencing sword or…..poker" Greg glanced curiously at Grissom and then back to the doc.

"Can you place time of death?" Grissom enquired. Doc Robbins shook his head.

"It's difficult to say" He pointed to a large vertical scar that began at the base of the victim's throat and ended at her belly button "After I removed the towel, which had been glued in place. . ." On this note he handed Greg a large evidence bag containing the remains of the bloody towel ". . . I discovered this wound, when I opened it I found that the liver had been removed and the entire internal cavity had been filled with dry ice, before being sown up again."

Grissom's brow furrowed. "The liver is not the only way of determining time of death."

Doc Robbins nodded his head in agreement "Not the only but it is helpful in cases such as these. The dry ice has also disrupted normal decomp, so guessing by rigor and appearance I'd estimated that she's been dead about eight hours, give or take an hour. An exact time is difficult."

Grissom pointed to a faint thick black line on the victims torso "Any idea what this is?"

The doc shook his head "Some sort of grease paint or marker. There was more of it visible before autopsy. David photographed the torso extensively and sent the pics to Archie. I've taken a sample of the substance for you" He handed Grissom a small plastic specimen jar, containing several swabs, and Grissom thanked him.

"It looks like it's been washed off" Greg noted enthusiastically. Grissom smiled, impressed with Greg's alertness today.

"I think you're right. Our killer is very house proud and although it's extreme that he would wash the victim as well, it's not unheard of."

Greg smiled, pleased with himself and Doc Robbins continued "There were also signs of sexual assault. I've collected a kit and sent it away but if this guy is as tidy as you say he is then I won't be surprised if he used a condom."

Grissom suspected that he would have done. This guy was a perfectionist. His gaze fell upon the victims face and Doc Robbins followed his cue,

"Her ears were sown shut and her eyes removed. There were no signs of haemorrhaging in the surrounding tissue which means that the eyes were removed after she was killed. Thank god for small mercies."

Grissom's voice broke softly "Hear no evil, see no evil….." Doc Robbins interrupted "and speak no evil, which brings me to my next point."

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The break room was empty except for Sara Sidle who sat sipping a cup of coffee and studying a pile of ruffled notes. Her gaze shifted towards the door as Warrick entered.

"Hey, you're here late aren't you?" He smiled and slumped into the chair opposite.

"I'm pulling a double. This Ledden case has us stumped and the Mayor wants answers" Sara laughed "A friend of the Mayor's is. . " He finished her sentence with a laugh of his own "is a friend of ours, yeah I remember." Their laughter died down and after a few minutes Grissom entered. He briefly acknowledge them and then walked over to the coffee machine.

"Anything back from Jacqui or DNA yet" He directed towards Sara.

"I'm still waiting on DNA to run and Jacqui matched all the prints to the victim except for a partial on the window seal. It never got a hit in AFIS. Greg found nothing outside. All rubbish bags were missing and so was the vacuum bag"

She took another sip of coffee and waited for Grissom's response. The silence was broken by a loud yawn from Warrick who had now leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes. Sara smiled. She couldn't remember how many times she'd pulled a double or how many times she'd felt like that. Still smiling, she turned back towards Grissom and was surprised to notice that he had been watching her. Curiously, he held her gaze. Confused, her smile slowly faulted before she turn back to Warrick in response to his deep yawn. She laughed again. "I think you need a coffee"

"More like an espresso" He mumbled, stretching his arms into the air.

Grissom's voice drew her attention "Well I think we've just got our first lead" When she turned towards him he was gone. She quickly stood up and gathered her notes together before heading after him.

"Later Warrick, good luck with your case" She called over her shoulder. "Yeah you to" He threw back, raising his hand in appreciation.

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Five minutes later she found him in the lab hunched over a large display table. She gently pulled up a chair, trying hard not to disturb his concentration, and sat next to him. He was staring at a crumpled piece of A4 paper that was laid out in front of him. When he spoke it was soft, "Doc Robbins found this down the back of the victim's throat."

Sara leant forward and began to read the neat precise handwriting aloud. "Love looks not with eyes, but with mind; And therefore is winged cupid painted blind." She looked at Grissom and was surprised to see that for the second time today she had caught him staring at her. He looked back at the note sharply, his voice gruff when he spoke next,

"So I guess we know why her eyes were removed, a disgruntled lover maybe?"

Sara sighed "Maybe, but why remove her eyes and then restore her face with photos. For some reason the killer didn't want her to remain disfigured." She looked at Grissom awaiting his reply. The silence was broken when Greg entered.

"Hey, results are back from the towel. White cotton and widely available. Blood matched the victim but it was diluted meaning that it was probably placed on her after she was killed. The glue used to glue it and the photos were a match. It's a standard type. . . ." He consulted his notes "Fix-It superglue. It's sold at about 120 outlets in the Vegas area. He sighed in frustration.

"Well we know that sexual activity took place. Doc Robbins sent the kit off. So Greg why don't you run with that" Greg nodded in reply "And we are still waiting on the results from the substance swabbed from the victim's chest, for which Archie is enhancing the images. Brass is doing a background check so it's all about patience" Brass's voice interrupted Grissom.

"Well patience and maybe a little divine intervention. We've just found another victim."