I am so sorry for the delay in updating this. I'm a college student and I didn't get a summer break. Instead I got one week off, so I'm trying to update and finish everything I can. I will do my best to finish this before the end of the week.

Still don't own CSI: Miami

Chapter 3:

Horatio Caine walked into the lab and went straight to Delko, "Have you had the paper analyzed yet?"

"The paper that was found in Trisha's mouth was basic notebook paper H."

"Good to know, you know where David works?" he asked already knowing the answer.

"Where?"

"A paper company, in fact his company makes MEAD notebook paper. Go to the house; find the notebook it belongs to."

"I'll get right on it."

"And while you're doing that, I'll pay our DA a visit. See why she let the ballistics get tossed. There was no reason for it."

"Hey, H, where's Ryan?"

"In the morgue, getting the autopsy report from Alexx. Our John Doe was a Michael Smyth; Calleigh is running the name now."

"All right, I'll head over to Roster's office and find the paper he used in the murder."

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Detective Tripp walked into the ballistics lab where Calleigh was. "You called?"

"Yeah, you had a case in 1997, the murder of a Marsha Roster, do you remember it?"

"Do I ever, that woman was stabbed and shot, we never recovered the gun, or the weapon used to stab her."

"I had Alexx send me the autopsy photos, you see these wounds?" She pointed at the small ball-point pen size holes. "I think they were made by an ice pick, and I know for sure that gun right there, is the gun used to shoot her."

"So who owns it?"

"I can't tell you that yet, I need to ask if you had any suspects back then."

"Yeah one, the woman's husband, Dan... Oh no, David Roster."

"That's all I needed to hear, it's his gun," she turned the flat-screen monitor for him to see.

"He's killed two wives," said Tripp, he had to admit, some of the things he saw people do to each other were sickening, and still shocked him. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a roll of Tums, and popped one in his mouth, "Heartburn, I had a piece of the famous pumpkin pie at Kelly's Dinner."

"Worth it?"

"Yeah, it was. I'll go arrest David Roster again, this time for the murder of both women."

"Thanks Frank."

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"Alexx are you sure?" asked Ryan.

"Yes, there is no doubt about it."

"But this is impossible!"

"Nothing is impossible Ryan, but I admit this does seem weird."

"According to this report, Michael Smyth was dead one week before the murder of Trisha Roster, so how did his DNA get in the victim's mouth?"

"Ryan, maybe it wasn't her gum."

"You mean the killer left it? Wait that would explain everything!"

"What do you mean?"

"Valera told me that Trisha's DNA wasn't on the gum. The killer kissed her after killing her and lost his gum!"

"So you get Valera to rerun the gum and pray for a miracle?"

"No, I need a swab off Trisha's lips."

"I'll pull her body out of the crypt for you."

"Thanks."

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Horatio walked into the DA's office, she looked up and smiled slightly when she saw him, "Morning Horatio, what brings you by?"

"The Roster case, I wanted to know how you let the ballistics report get tossed."

She frowned; he wanted to talk business instead of about them. They had broken up weeks ago, but she still loved him. "I fought for it, but the defense said the lab results were tainted. The report for chain of custody was missing Horatio."

"You lost it then, because I sealed it myself and I know it was there when I sent it to this office."

"That isn't possible, let me get the file, you can see for yourself."

She got up and walked over to her file cabinet. She fumbled through the files until she found what she was looking for. She walked over and handed the file to Horatio, as she sat back down. She leaned back smugly and glared up at him.

He turned the pages, "You are either stupid or blind."

"What?"

Horatio turned the file around and laid it on her desk. Staring back at her was the Chain of Custody form. He walked out of the office; he knew he had made his point.

TBC…