Behind The Scenes

By: supercsi4

Chapter 25 – Happenstance

SARA:

One side of me loves going to court to testify against criminals and explain all my evidence, but the other side of me despises it. Today was one of those days I despise. I sat around all day waiting to testify and they never got to me. I could have spent the day in the lab, with Grissom. I finally made my way back to the lab to check in on Grissom before heading home and I found him in his office reading 'Walden.'

"I heard the guys solved a double murder."

"Mm-hmm."

"I spent the day sitting on a bench outside the courtroom; they never got to me."

"That sucks."

"Feeling transcendental?"

"Hmm?"

"Thoreau. I, uh, I haven't read him since college."

"Me, neither. It holds up. 'I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.'"

I turned and picked up a clipboard with Grissom's latest crossword puzzle on it. "Oh, look, you missed one. Sixty-three down. Misanthrope."

He looked up at me, but didn't say anything as I set the puzzle back down. "I won't wait up." And with that I turned and left. Sure enough though, Grissom wasn't far behind me.

GRISSOM:

Well, I worked a stunning case today with two identical victims and both women were found dead on the same night. Amanda Sinclair, the wife of a successful doctor, was shot twice at close range in the parking lot outside a Laundromat, while Jill Case, the editor-in-chief of the Las Vegas Globe, was found hanging off a railing in her apartment. The case gets even more shocking when we learned that the two women were adopted separately and didn't even know about each other. Catherine was certain their deaths were related, but I wasn't convinced as easily.

I'm not going to bore you with all the details that interest me, but in the end some stupid creep killed them both. Archie uncovered evidence that photographs taken by Jake Lenore while in Iraq, that he then gave to Jill, were photoshopped. We questioned Jake, but of course he denied everything. But after a search warrant for his house and some dumpster diving we had more then enough evidence. Sure enough we got a full confession. Amanda and Jill had strangely enough used the same Laundromat and never had run into each other. So anyways, Jake hid out there, knowing when Jill picked up her dry cleaning, but he accidentally shot Amanda thinking she was Jill and then headed to Jill's house to steal her computer and hide the evidence of his photoshopped photos. But when Jill came home and surprised Jake, he strangled her and made it look like a suicide.

I love my job.

In my office later that night waiting for Sara to get back from court, I was engrossed in reading 'Walden,' when my honey walked in.

"I heard the guys solved a double murder."

"Mm-hmm."

"I spent the day sitting on a bench outside the courtroom; they never got to me."

"That sucks."

"Feeling transcendental?"

"Hmm?"

"Thoreau. I, uh, I haven't read him since college."

"Me, neither. It holds up. 'I would rather sit on a pumpkin and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.'"

Sara turned and picked up the clipboard with the crossword puzzle on it. "Oh, look, you missed one. Sixty-three down. Misanthrope."

I looked at her. She's so beautiful. She puts the clipboard down and simply says, "I won't wait up."

She turned and left the room, but I closed my book and quickly followed.