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A/N: Sorry for how long this took to write, I had a bit of a spell where I couldn't think of how I wanted this to go. But, here's chapter five. It's a bit of a filler chapter, but Chapter 6 will probably have more substance. I'll get chapter six up here as quickly as I can. Enjoy!

(5)

"He's a midget?" Sheldon asked, staring down at the poster that Stella had laid out on the table. The poster was purple, with a man's head in the center and the words Mystical Max's Magic and Mysticism written around the head.

"He's a midget," Stella confirmed. Sheldon laughed a little, and Stella couldn't help but smile. He had been rather quiet since he got to work, and Stella could barely contain the questions she wanted to ask, but his laugh was all she needed to be put at ease.

"So, what exactly was Miss Daisey's job?" he asked, looking up from the poster.

"Far as I can tell, she was his assistant."

"So, she's the one who got sawed in half?"

"I guess so," Sheldon smiled at her, and she smiled back. "I've got Flack bringing Mystical Max in for a little mystical chat." Sheldon nodded.

"I think I"ll go check with Adam on that hair." Sheldon said. Stella nodded and watched as he left. She rolled up the poster and tucked it under her arm before heading off to wait for Flack.

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"Anything on that hair?" Sheldon asked as he entered the lab. Adam held up his hand, and Sheldon raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"Okay, what'd you say?" Adam asked.

"Anything on that hair?"

"Yeah, it's male." Adam went back to whatever he had been doing, and Sheldon waited a few seconds.

"That's it?"

"Yep, that's it." Sheldon left Adam to his task, whatever it may be, and set off to find Stella. He wanted to be there when she and Flack had their 'chat' with Mystical Max.

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"You know, it would help if this Peter kid had a last name," Danny said. He was flipping through Adrien's contacts while Lindsay looked through the date book.

"I just wish we had more evidence," Lindsay said. "Some mud, a date book, and a list of contacts isn't much."

"Cheer up, Montana, we'll find something."

"Don't call me Montana."

The room returned to silence. The sound of pages turning periodically breaking into the room, and the occasionally sigh ripping through the silence.

"You want some coffee, Montana?" Danny asked, standing up. He stretched his arms over his head and yawned, Lindsay laughed.

"Sure, Messer, I'll take some coffee."

"Good," Danny left the room and returned a few minutes later with two cups of coffee. "Fresh from the break room, ready to be choked down if you're feeling tired."

"Just work, Messer," Lindsay said, but Danny could hear the laughter in her voice and he smiled to himself as he sat back down to work.

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"Mystical Max, at your service," the little man said as Flack led him into the room. Stella glanced at Sheldon, who shrugged. The man bowed to Stella before sitting down. "What may I do for you my lovely lady?"

"Do you know this woman?" Stella pushed a picture of the victim across the table. Max stared at it for a moment, and then shook his head.

"No, should I?" he asked.

"I should think so, she's your assistant," Flack said. Max pulled the picture closer, reached into his breast pocket and slipped a pair of glasses onto his face.

"She looks so different without makeup," he said. "Yes, yes I know her. Cordelia Daisey. A fine lass, a fine lass indeed."

"Do you know why you're here?" Flack asked. Max shrugged.

"Because you want a private showing," he said with a grin. The grin disappeared when Flack's face remained stolid.

"Miss Daisey is dead," Stella said. "She died yesterday."

"That's not possible, I spoke with her this morning." Max said, matter-of-factly.

"Face to face?" Sheldon asked. "Or over the phone?"

"Face to face, we had to go over tonights schedule."

"Can I get her phone number and address?" Flack asked. Stella and Sheldon left as Flack continued to question Max about his assistant.

"How can she be dead and alive?" Sheldon asked.

"I'm going to find out." Stella said, heading for the labs.