Chapter 6 Of It Was Meant To Be
Cassie Manor sat straight up in her chair, her brown eyes staring straight ahead. She had silky shoulder-length brown hair and pretty brown eyes that seemed innocent. The young woman was dressed casually in a pair of blue jeans and a black sweatshirt. She turned her head toward the door when she heard someone entering the quiet, bright interrogation room.
Eric Delko took a seat across from the young woman, the Blooms case file in his hands. Cassie stared at the young Cuban CSI shyly.
Eric: "Ms. Manor do you know why you are here"?
Cassie: "No, not really".
Delko opened the case file, taking the DNA report out of the folder and sliding it across the table.
Cassie eyed the report, appearing slightly nervous.
Cassie: "What's this"?
Eric: "We found your blood on Jarrod Blooms living room wall".
Cassie's eyes widened, shocked.
Cassie: "You think I killed Jarrod"!?
Eric: "Can you explain why your blood was on his living room wall"?
Cassie looked away for a moment, mentally debating what and how much information she should share with the CSI.
She finally spoke up. "I work as a house-keeper for Jarrod part-time, and I cut my hand picking up broken glass" Cassie explained.
Eric gathered up the file folder and rose from his seat. "We'll see if your story checks out".
At the end of the shift, I logged off the desktop computer I was working on, and hung my white lab coat up on a hook by the glass door. Taking a last look at the room from the doorway, I turned the light off, and wandered into the hallway. My heels echoed softly behind me as I walked down the hallway toward the lobby.
My body ached all over, my exhaustion evident on my face. Stopping by reception I checked my messages for the last time that day, waiting for Horatio as I skimmed over my messages. Looking up, I saw him approaching.
"Hey sweetheart". He said softly stopping short in front of me.
"Hey Horatio, I wanted to talk to you about something in the car". I said, following him toward the elevator.
As we waited for the elevator, he looked over at me, a small tired smile on his face. "What did you want to talk to me about"? He asked, curiously. The elevator doors opened and we stepped inside. He pushed the down button. "You'll see". I simply replied, leaning against the wall.
The doors opened to the parking garage, we stepped off strolling toward the hummer arm in arm in a comfortable silence. Horatio opened the passenger door for me, I climbed in shutting the door. He walked over to the driver's side, getting in.
He turned the engine over, and put the hummer in drive. Speeding off toward the exit, and onto the street he finally looked over at me. "Are you going to tell me what you were so excited about when you called me this afternoon"?
I glanced over at him, smiling. "I saw Eric and Calleigh talking in the hallway when Eric dropped off the laptop from the Blooms household, and I think they have feelings for each other". I explained, replaying the scene in my head.
He shook his head, grinning. "You're not going to play matchmaker again are you"? He asked.
I shook my head. "We're going to play matchmaker". I corrected him.
We came to a stop at a red light. "And how are we going to do that exactly"? Horatio inquired.
I leaned in closer and replied, smiling at the brilliance of my idea.
'What am I getting myself into'? He asked himself after hearing my idea, after some arguing he finally gave in and decided to help me.
TBC..