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Reason- Chapter 4

May 2007- less than one month before the end…

Catherine and Grissom stood in a layout room looking over the new miniature. Beside it were the other miniatures. They were analyzing the details of the new miniature compared to the others. The details were more generalized in this model; the colors and furnishings were inaccurate, which was a far departure from the other miniatures. Grissom and Catherine looked at one another, puzzled.

"This isn't the same… the design is less intricate," Grissom said.

"Could it be someone else?"

He shook his head. "No, the method is the same and it's accurate; it's just not exact."

"And there's no doll image."

Grissom pulled open a drawer of a table, and then pulled out a piece of paper. Raising an eyebrow, he unfolded the paper on which was written the words "look within."

Catherine had a similar expression to his as she looked from the paper to him. "Look within?"

An unfamiliar voice spoke up. "That might not be a bad idea."

Catherine and Grissom turned around and saw a woman standing in the doorway beside Brass and Sofia. She had greying black hair, and was rather stern looking. She stepped into the room and extended her hand to Grissom and Catherine. "I'm Juliana Hepburn. I've been assigned to this case by the FBI."

After shaking her hand, Grissom spoke. "In what capacity?"

"I'm a forensic psychologist. I'm here to help you understand your killer."

"What if we don't accept your help," Catherine challenged.

"Then the case will be removed from your jurisdiction and be run by the FBI. I've already studied the case files, so I'm acquainted with the images of the models and crime scenes. However, I need to study the miniatures up close to make a better profile. So for now all of you can leave except for Mr. Grissom."

They all stared at her, taken aback by her brisk demeanor, but Catherine, Brass, and Sofia followed her order and left. Grissom continued to watch her after they left. "Explanation," he inquired.

"I need to talk with you. Given that you have had the most contact with this case and that you're apparently the next target, you're the first person whom I should talk to."

"You could do that with them here."

"No, I couldn't. Hasn't it occurred to you that the killer might work in the police department or crime lab?"

"No," he replied thoughtfully, his eyes widening at that particular prospect.

"We've been digging into something…" Her voice trailed off as she looked at the miniatures. "The newest model doesn't fit the pattern," she spoke softly, almost to herself.

"The design isn't exact either," Grissom offered.

"It's an afterthought… and the pictures and brutality…" She mumbled these things, and then walked around the table to look at all of the models. She also flipped through a folder of close-ups that she held, all while mumbling incoherently.

Grissom watched her for several minutes before speaking up. "Care to share?"

She put up a hand. "Give me a moment." She finished looking at the models and pictures, and then looked back at him. "The doll represents something or someone who ties the first four together. The primary focus of aggression was Delance, his was the most personal attack. Garden and Suarez were attacked in less personal manners. Finally we have the culmination in scene four where the distance is the greatest but all three images are present."

"How was Officer Kamen related to it?

Juliana gives him an incredulous look, "She wasn't, Tallman was, at least using my theory of connectivity. Besides which, the killer wouldn't know who would be put as a decoy, or that there would be a decoy."

"So why make a model of my home with no apparent connection to the others?"

"Someone with a grudge against you maybe? Currently agents are tracking down the Dell's records to find all of the children who had been in their care. They're in California, so the records may take awhile to retrieve. Until we get the information back, it may be a good idea to limit the amount of contact the various members of the local legal community have with this case."

"Do you have anyone you don't suspect?"

"You for starters."

He raised an eyebrow. "Thank you so much," he replied sarcastically. "Who else?"

"Ms. Willows, Captain Brass, Mr. Brown, Mr. Sanders, Mr. Stokes, the ME's office, and anyone who hasn't worked on this case or had contact with it."

"Is there any reason why Sara Sidle hasn't been cleared?"

"She was a foster child in California and is known to have a rather anti-social personality. She's also known to be a perfectionist."

"You studied our personnel files," he stated.

"I've also had agents probe into your personal lives to uncover information which isn't located in your files."

His eyes narrowed. "How long has the FBI been on this case?"

"Since February, when it was brought to our attention; a team of agents, including myself, were assigned to the case. I was the one who was put in charge. We've been looking through all the evidence and tracking down the leads for you."

"Who else knew about this?"

"The lab directors, sheriff, police chief, and a few others were told that we would be taking charge of the case, but that they weren't to tell anyone else. That's how we got copies of all the files and images. Captain Brass and Ms. Willows will be told shortly."

"How many suspects do you have?"

"It's hard to say right now since we're still tracking down the leads. We have some potentials though."

"Are you going to share?"

"No, but some are working in law enforcement."

"Would I know them," Grissom asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

"Yes," Juliana replied grimly.

TBC...

5-28-2007