Jesse walked in to find Brot waiting in his office.

"It's good news about the boy." said Brot.

"Yes it is!" agreed Jesse.

"I've got the lab results you wanted for the finger print on Scott's phone." said the young detective handing Jesse an envelope.

Jesse quickly pulled open the file and began reading. The simple act of scanning the page made his heart drop.

"Damn it." snapped Jesse. "The finger print was identified as belonging to Scott Chandler."

Jesse sighed, but the file in his hand was much thicker than your usual fingerprint report. He turned to the next page. On it was paint analysis from the phone. Jesse didn't know much about the science but the boffin at the lab had highlighted one paint sample, readily recognisable due to unusual spike of potassium. Bewildered Jesse turned to the next page. It was analysis of the same paint with the same spike of potassium. It took a bit of further reading before he understood the significance. This paint sample was found on JRs gun!

"We've got him!" exclaimed Jesse. "We can tie JRs gun to Scott's phone!"

Jesse looked up to find Brot looking less than enthused.

"But what have we got exactly?" said Brot, despondently. "I know you like JR for the attempted murder of his wife, but what does this prove."

"It shows he lured her to the party. That his actions were premeditated."

"Look." said Brot reluctantly. "I'm playing devil's advocate here. If this goes to court do we have enough for a conviction? He has never denied that it was his bullet that injured Marissa, the only question we have is motive for the shot. Gut instincts and a few discrepancies in a statement aren't anywhere near sufficient to prove murder. Lying to your wife and the police is not a capital crime. At best we've got him for breaking and entering."

"I know, you're right." sighed Jesse. "We just have to keep looking until we find something that sticks."

"Besides you know he's going to have a good lawyer." agreed Brot. "So our evidence has to be impeccable and undisputable."

"Well this evidence is pretty clear." said Jesse dropping the file on the desk. "And so is JRs history with Marissa."

Jesse sat back on his chair and crossed his hands behind his head. He gave his colleague a confident smile.

"JR has made a slip up somewhere, I know it! And I for one won't rest until I find it!"

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