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Summary: Spoilers for 'Lost Son'. Calleigh has memories of the time she spent with Speed.

Pairings: Calleigh and Speed.

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As Horatio Caine and Eric Delko walked into McCauley Jewelers-what felt like the hundredth time to Horatio- they received an exasperated look from the manager, who had just been talking to some customers on the other side of the room.

The manager started walking very angrily up to Horatio and Eric and by the time he was halfway across the room, he was practically sprinting. "What is it you want now, Lieutenant?" Enrique Anderson yelled.

Horatio held up a sheaf of papers. "We have a warrant to search these premises." Horatio had gotten a judge, who owed him a favour, to issue the warrant.

Enrique Anderson stood shocked, but it only lasted a minute. He grabbed the papers out of Horatio's hand and looked them over…twice. "I…I don't believe this," Anderson sputtered. "First you come in here and accuse me of murder and then you get a warrant." By this time, Anderson had gotten his voice back.

"It's only procedure Mr. Anderson," Horatio said.

"Procedure my ass. Well, you have your warrant. I can't do anything to stop you," Anderson said angrily.

Eric had started looking around as soon as Horatio had given Enrique Anderson the warrant. Eric was inspecting the glass cases that held the priceless gems, now and Horatio thought him quite capable of doing that himself, so he headed over to the desk clerk to ask her a few questions. Luckily, it was the same young woman from the other day.

"Lieutenant," she said with a smile, "it's nice to see you again. You kind of ran out of here in a hurry the other day."

Horatio replied to her statement with a smile and he asked, "How long have you worked here for?"

"About a year. I was working here when Mr. McCauley still owned the place," Jenna Amos, the desk clerk, said.

"So then, you'd be working here when Mr. Anderson became manager, right?"

"Yes."

"Then how long has Mr. Anderson been here exactly?"

Jenna thought about it for a minute, then she said, "Come to think of it, he started working here about a week before your CSI was killed, Lieutenant."

"Okay. One last thing. Did he ever act suspicious?" Horatio asked.

"Not really. He was mostly shut up in his office, except when he was talking to customers. There was one time, though, I was walking by his office, which was open a crack and I heard him shout 'Juan, she has to die. You have to kill her.' He said something else after that, but I couldn't hear it," Jenna told the eager Horatio.

"Thanks Jenna. You've been a big help."

By the time Horatio could join Eric, he had made his way to Mr. Anderson's office. Eric was rummaging through the papers on Anderson's desk, when Horatio asked, "What have you got, Eric?"

"I found some dried blood. It might not even be related to Speed's shooting, but I swabbed it anyway."

Horatio then pulled on a pair of latex gloves and helped Eric by going through the drawers. Horatio had scarcely started his search, when Eric said, "H, I've got something."

Horatio was at Eric's side in an instant. Horatio then saw what Eric had found. It was a yellow post-it note that said Call Juan, with the phone number 555-6275, below it. "Bag it," Horatio told Eric. Eric obliged and then he and Horatio went back to their search. It took another twenty minutes to complete the search of the office and they found nothing else of any interest.

After the two CSI's emerged from the office, Eric held up the evidence bag with the post-it note and asked, "Who's Juan?"

Without answering the question, Anderson asked, "Are you finished?"

"For now," Horatio said. Then the two men left the jewelry store and headed back to the lab to get their new evidence analyzed.