Note: This is a very short chapter. However, chapter eleven will follow it
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Sara was already seated at a table in the motel's dining room when Grissom walked in. He hesitated briefly before joining her at the table, all the time keeping his eyes averted from her face.
"May I?"
Sara waved him to the seat across from her without offering him a smile. She kept her own eyes glued on the newspaper that was lying on the table beside her cup of coffee.
Grissom pulled out a chair and noticed that Sara had left an extra cup on the table beside the tall white coffee pot. He wondered if it was deliberate, or if the waitress always brought out two cups. He poured his coffee and took a sip before venturing to break the silence.
"Anything interesting in the local paper?"
"Not really." Sara turned a page and kept her attention on the blurry words floating before her face. She could honestly say that she had not read a single paragraph, much less a sentence since picking up the newspaper on the way to the restaurant.
Grissom tapped his fingers on the table and wondered if he should broach the topic of their last conversation or pretend it never happened. The latter was the most appealing and he chose to go with that emotion.
"So, I think that I should phone Nan Giles to get directions to her home and see if we can talk with her this morning." Grissom waited for Sara to lift her eyes from the paper and when she failed to do so, his confidence faltered. Maybe she wanted him to bring up last night. He took a deep breath and decided to broach the subject when Sara suddenly glanced up at him.
"I have her number in my room. I'll get it for you." Before he could protest, Sara pushed her chair back and head out of the room. Working his jaw in frustration, he reached for the paper and pulled it over to his side of the table. The first headline caught his attention. Sara had not seen this? He read the first paragraph and was shaking his head when Sara returned. Holding up the paper, he spoke with unconcealed displeasure.
"You see this article, Sara?"
Taken aback by the accusatory tone, she focused her eyes on the headline. "The search for Kyle and Andy Giles." She said aloud, and noted that it was on the front page. She frowned and looked into Grissom's eyes. "So, I wasn't really reading the paper. I didn't see that."
Grissom read the first paragraph aloud, his voice losing its reproach as he realized she was as occupied as he with the events that transpired last night. "It says that two strangers are in town to help find two of our own." He felt suddenly conspicuous as he looked around the dining room. Fortunately nobody else was reading a paper and he turned back to read the next line. "It goes on to say that one of the men is the long lost brother of Kyle Giles." He shook his head again, and looked up. He was not going to read the next line, and hoped that Sara would not insist on reading it herself.
"Does it mention me?" Sara was curious about that strange glint in his eyes. She mentally scolded herself for not concentrating on actually reading the paper.
"It does." Grissom scanned the rest of the article before looking up to inform her that it basically covered information they were already aware of. "It does mention that Kyle's partner, Scott Hanson, is offering money for information concerning their whereabouts."
Sara digested this new information as she studied the man in front of her. "Who leaked this to the press? Elaine?"
"My guess would be someone at the restaurant last night. Most likely it was Bess."
"Or maybe even Clayton." Sara pushed a piece of paper across the table. "This is the number that Bess gave me for Nan Giles."
Grissom picked up the number and stared at it for a full minute. "I think that I will call from my room. Do you want to meet me at the car?"
Sara nodded. She was disappointed that he did not feel comfortable making the phone call while she was present, but appreciated his need for privacy.
TBC
Sara was already seated at a table in the motel's dining room when Grissom walked in. He hesitated briefly before joining her at the table, all the time keeping his eyes averted from her face.
"May I?"
Sara waved him to the seat across from her without offering him a smile. She kept her own eyes glued on the newspaper that was lying on the table beside her cup of coffee.
Grissom pulled out a chair and noticed that Sara had left an extra cup on the table beside the tall white coffee pot. He wondered if it was deliberate, or if the waitress always brought out two cups. He poured his coffee and took a sip before venturing to break the silence.
"Anything interesting in the local paper?"
"Not really." Sara turned a page and kept her attention on the blurry words floating before her face. She could honestly say that she had not read a single paragraph, much less a sentence since picking up the newspaper on the way to the restaurant.
Grissom tapped his fingers on the table and wondered if he should broach the topic of their last conversation or pretend it never happened. The latter was the most appealing and he chose to go with that emotion.
"So, I think that I should phone Nan Giles to get directions to her home and see if we can talk with her this morning." Grissom waited for Sara to lift her eyes from the paper and when she failed to do so, his confidence faltered. Maybe she wanted him to bring up last night. He took a deep breath and decided to broach the subject when Sara suddenly glanced up at him.
"I have her number in my room. I'll get it for you." Before he could protest, Sara pushed her chair back and head out of the room. Working his jaw in frustration, he reached for the paper and pulled it over to his side of the table. The first headline caught his attention. Sara had not seen this? He read the first paragraph and was shaking his head when Sara returned. Holding up the paper, he spoke with unconcealed displeasure.
"You see this article, Sara?"
Taken aback by the accusatory tone, she focused her eyes on the headline. "The search for Kyle and Andy Giles." She said aloud, and noted that it was on the front page. She frowned and looked into Grissom's eyes. "So, I wasn't really reading the paper. I didn't see that."
Grissom read the first paragraph aloud, his voice losing its reproach as he realized she was as occupied as he with the events that transpired last night. "It says that two strangers are in town to help find two of our own." He felt suddenly conspicuous as he looked around the dining room. Fortunately nobody else was reading a paper and he turned back to read the next line. "It goes on to say that one of the men is the long lost brother of Kyle Giles." He shook his head again, and looked up. He was not going to read the next line, and hoped that Sara would not insist on reading it herself.
"Does it mention me?" Sara was curious about that strange glint in his eyes. She mentally scolded herself for not concentrating on actually reading the paper.
"It does." Grissom scanned the rest of the article before looking up to inform her that it basically covered information they were already aware of. "It does mention that Kyle's partner, Scott Hanson, is offering money for information concerning their whereabouts."
Sara digested this new information as she studied the man in front of her. "Who leaked this to the press? Elaine?"
"My guess would be someone at the restaurant last night. Most likely it was Bess."
"Or maybe even Clayton." Sara pushed a piece of paper across the table. "This is the number that Bess gave me for Nan Giles."
Grissom picked up the number and stared at it for a full minute. "I think that I will call from my room. Do you want to meet me at the car?"
Sara nodded. She was disappointed that he did not feel comfortable making the phone call while she was present, but appreciated his need for privacy.
TBC