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Chapter 4

They entered their boss' office; he gave a file to Danny, and briefed them on the case, an apparent suicide which, they had to prove first, but if it was a murder and then had to find the perp.

Flack, Danny, Lindsay visited the crime scene to find the vic had a hole in his temple, it was a handsome guy named James Finley, maybe 35 years old, he was lying in the middle of his living room, in a blood pool. Lindsay took photos while Danny searched for any evidence of a fight in the area of the body, he only found some long blonde hairs in the hand of the vic. Lindsay took a sample of it and she placed it in evidence bags, Lindsay bagged the gun the searched for fire residues, she didn't find any.

"Flack, it isn't a suicide, I can prove it!" she said proudly to Flack who had is notepad in hand.

"Okay , the neighbours said they heard the shot, at 12.47"

Danny packed the hands of the vic' in plastic bags, to protect evidence, if the vic had fought with his murderer then there might be some evidence.

They returned to the lab each doing their jobs, Hammerback found some DNA under the nails of James Finley, along with bruises on his hands and knuckles, confirming that the vic fought before he was shot. Danny and Lindsay found some partial fingerprints on the gun and just one was from the vic, most of them were from the murderer. They scanned them, and they were matching with the DNA found on the nails and with the DNA of the hairs, while the computer was still running for a possible match, Danny sat in front of his own PC, staring at it, Lindsay standing just behind him, her breath tickling his neck.

Hold on Danny, hold on!

"Did you find something ?" she said almost whispering in his ear.

"No, Montana, nothin' for the moment." he said still watching the screen.

Ok, he didn't look at me, so it works...

She moved closer to him pressing her upper body to his back and looking over his shoulder.

Oh Gosh that couldn't be worst, the country girl I want the most , that I love...

...It's now or never, ask him the question.

" Danny, you didn't answer my question earlier!" she said still murmuring in his ear sending him shivers.

...Did I just think that I love her...she wants me to answer..it's getting worse...

"... Bip ...Bip ...Bip ..." sounded from the computer

" Yeah, Got ya"

What did he said he is interest in me?

Save by the bip...

Danny turned and faced Lindsay who seems to be dreaming, in fact she was fighting the urge to kiss him.

"Earth to Lindsay, We have an ID for the fingerprints found on the gun, you can't hear the computer? "

"Yes, sorry I was thinking."

Thinking about ? You was anticipating my answer Lindsay, wasn't you ?

Oh Gosh, I dreamed to much about the moment when my lips would met his. Too much, I misunderstood his answer.

Danny, at this moment was beginning to believe in the fact, she may be in love with him too.

He understood, it wasn't only lust between them but for his part, it was love too.

Lindsay was tired of teasing him, everytime he found a way not to kiss, answer, face her.

"OK." she said leaving the lab, she walked into Flack

"Hey, Lindsay where is the fire?"

"We had a name for the fingerprints found on the gun" she answered blushing.

"Yeah and an adress to" Danny said smirking at his two co-workers.

" Yeah but it's too late now to catch the suspect, we have to wait until tomorrow."

"Ok, I'll go tell, Mac." Danny said

TBC...