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In the car Brennen's cell phone rang loudly, cutting off the pairs' conversation.

"Hello?"

"Dr. Brennen, its Hodgins. I got the test results back from…"

"Hold on Hodgins, Booth's here, I'm gonna put you on speakerphone."

"Uh, okay. Anyway the particulates collected off the victims' clothing, I've identified them." Hodgin's voice was slightly staticy from the increased volume so both sets of ears could hear easily. "Sodium hypo chlorite, ammonium hydroxide solution, anionic surfactant and pine fragrances."

"Bleach, ammonium and Pine?" Brennen translated to plane English for Booth's sake, who found it annoying, but appreciated her efforts anyway. He just wished sometimes he could understand what his squints were saying the first time they said it.

"Yea, cleaning products," Hodgins continued.

"The kind you get at any grocery store? That's not a whole lot of help Hodgins." Booth's momentary elation died down.

"No, not really Agent Booth. These chemicals were distilled differently than the kind you pick up at any old supermarket. They're stronger, used more for commercial use in large office buildings, malls, museums…"

"Schools?" Booth asked eagerly. Bones looked at him, she could tell by the intensity on his face that he'd just gotten the break he'd been hoping for.

"Schools. Exactly."

"Thanks Hodgins." Booth whipped out his cell phone and dialed a number, navigating expertly with the other hand on the steering wheel. "Agent Booth here. I need a list of people who were employed before and shortly after at the schools of our EC Chopper victims. Focus on the janitorial staff." Booth snapped his phone shut. "If we get the kind of list I think we're gonna get, we'll be looking at a short list of shoe in Choppers."

"I don't know what that means. What have shoes got to do with it?"

Booth smiled, "You're unbelievable Bones. A 'shoe in' is a sure thing. I think we're finally going to catch this guy." Booth was getting his hopes up, he knew it was a bad idea, but he let himself anyway.

"You must hate being around Cam, huh Bones?"

"What? Why do you say that?" Brennen's face started to get hot and she turned away quickly. What does he know?

"Cam uses more metaphors than anyone I've ever known. 'Tighter than a nun's knees' and 'diuretic seagull'. I'd love to see your face when she says that kind of stuff. She must drive you nuts." Booth laughed softly and shook his head, thinking of the scene.

"If you only knew." Brennen muttered to the window, smiling anyway because he was right. Cam drove her up the wall.

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