I want to thank everyone who reviewed my story so far! I'm glad you all seem to be enjoying it. And I apologize for the short chapter this time, I'm having... a fun time trying to pay for school this semester ^^;

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Ch. 5 – Small Town Lovers & Admirers

Looking at the now heavily guarded entrance to the Visage headquarters, Jane knew there was no way he'd be able to get in. He was prohibited from going inside unless the assault charges were dropped, and there was no way that would happen. He turned around to walk off to the temporary office they had to work at when a woman collided into him.

"Watch where you're going!" She hissed with a hint of a southern accent.

"I'm sorry ma'am. I didn't see you there. Are you okay...?"

"Carolyn. Carolyn Sutter. I'm fine. Just going in for a photo shoot."

"A terrible time to be working here, what with the death of one of the models."

The woman was silent for a few seconds before responding.

"Yeah, Joyce was a great woman. Things just wont be the same without her."

"Oh, so you knew her then?"

"Yeah, she and I went to high school together. We were both eager to get out of that small town and make it big. That was always easier for her though, she was always so beautiful."

"But you're quite beautiful yourself."

"Well, I had to work harder for that. I was more of the chubby girl back then."

Just then, Boris walked past Jane and the girl. She eyed him longingly, while Boris was focused on glaring at Jane.

"Do you know him?"

"Yeah..." She seemed lost in thought for a while before looking at her watch. "I'm sorry, I really need to get going." And with that, she ran inside, calling after Boris.

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"Good morning, Jane." Rigsby announced all too happily.

"Yeah."

"Oh come on, Jane. Be happy! You just sucker punched that bastard and got away with it!"

"What?"

"Yeah, he dropped the charges. I guess Boss was able to get through to him. Though I can't imagine how."

Jane thought about it for a minute, then looked around the team's temporary office. Van Pelt and Cho were heading to see Harris to see if they could get something out of him. Rigsby was searching through files while sipping his coffee. Lisbon was nowhere to be seen.

Twenty minutes later, Cho and Van Pelt came out from the interrogation room.

"That guy's still just as crazy as ever."

"Eh, well even if he wasn't, you wouldn't get a confession out of him. He's innocent."

"Damn it, people! We're nowhere close to catching the perpetrator! We're cutting people loose when we need to be finding the guy." Lisbon finally arrived, a tight grip on her coffee and slight circles under her eyes. Jane looked suspiciously at her for a few seconds. She was refusing to look Jane in the eye.

"I have a theory as to who it was." Jane exclaimed in the far hopes this would help improve Lisbon's mood.

"Please, enlighten us."

"Well Joyce and Boris were both from the same town. I ran into another model who was from that same exact town. Carolyn Sutter."

"What makes you think it was her?"

"Well for one, she seemed to actually care about Joyce's death--"

"She cares about her, therefore she must be the killer?" Lisbon rolled her eyes, getting more upset.

"Hogan said that everyone is seen as a competition in the modeling world. Everyone is an enemy to each other. Joyce's death sure didn't seem to bother any of the other models. What if, Joyce wasn't a competition to Carolyn in modeling, but in fact a competition in something more personal?"

"More personal? Like what?"

"John Boris. He had been sleeping with Joyce, that wasn't a secret. Boris only came to San Francisco after Joyce had become a model. I'll bet that Carolyn made it up here not too far after Boris did."

"It's a good motive, but we have no proof."

"Ah, but that's where I have a plan to get proof!"

"It better be one hell of a plan!"