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I would like to point out that I made an error previously; Catherine should have been sent to the morgue and did not go with Grissom to the interrogation.
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Meanwhile back in the break room
"Sara what have you found on Julie Smith?"
"She was thirty-one years old; born in Houston, Texas; she is a small claims lawyer; she was engaged to Scott Andrews and that's all I can find on her."
"Why don't we call Brass and see if we can get her phone records, maybe all three of our vics have talked to the same person."
"Good idea Nick, can you do that, I am going to see what Greg and Warrick found."
"Okay, have fun."
"Hey Warrick, I have some hair on her shirt with tags attached, probably from a struggle."
"Let's go run it and see if we can find the bastard who killed these girls."
Sara entered the room at that moment.
"Hey boys what have you found?"
"Hair, and its got tags on it," Greg said excitedly "we were just about to run it."
The three scientists stared at the computer screen, willing it to spit out a match.
"Yes we have a match to a Scott Andrews."
"What's he in there for?"
"He used to be in the army."
"Let's go tell Grissom."
"Tell me what?"
The trio turned to see their supervisor staring at them curiously.
"Well, I the great Greg Sanders, once again broke the case." Greg said puffing his chest out proudly.
"And how is that Greg?"
"I found the killer. You see there was hair with tags still attached on the vics clothing and I matched it to"
Grissom cut him off; "Scott Andrews."
"You know Griss" Warrick said, "it's really creepy when you do that."
"Greg, Scott Andrews is Julie Smith's fiancé."
"So?" Greg said indignantly.
"It doesn't mean he didn't kill her, I mean there are tags on the hair which means the hair was pulled out."
Grissom quickly glanced at Sara before looking back at Greg.
"That doesn't mean they were fighting Greg."
Sara blushed quickly before managing to compose her expression.
"What else do you have?"
"Nothing" Warrick said.
"Nothing?" Grissom inquired again.
The trio just shook their head.
"Okay, keep looking. Sara aren't you supposed to be looking into Julie Smith's background."
Sara blushed again and looked down like a child who just was caught with chocolate on their fingers.
"I was but decided to check on these two while Nick got her phone records."
"Walk with me." Grissom said
Sara followed him out, walking in sync with him
"We haven't found much, just that she was thirty one, born in Houston, Texas and that she was a small claims lawyer. How did the interrogation go?"
"It went fine, the guy was Scott Andrews."
"The fiancé?"
"Yeah, I don't think he did it."
"And him attacking you?"
"He was just worried about his fiancé."
Sara nodded as they reached the break room.
"Hey Nick did you call Brass?"
"Yeah the phone records should be here any minute now. Hey Griss, how did the interrogation go?"
"Fine Nick."
Before Nick had a chance to inquire further, the fax machined came to life.
As he was pulling out the phone records, Grissom's phone rang.
"Hey Catherine, what did the autopsy reveal?"
"Nothing different?"
"Okay thanks." He shut his phone with a sigh.
"The death is identical to the other two girls.
Nick and Sara nodded and they began to pour over the phone records of the three girls.
"Hey Nicky, they all called the same number."
"Yeah I see it. Each time the number was called, it was after midnight. Let's look up who it belongs to."
They typed the number in the computer and looked at each other in shock.
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