Sweet Salvation
I can see you, can you see me?
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Chapter 32
I can see you, can you see me?
“So what are you doing right
now?” Warrick asked.
“Going over the files once again
making sure that we’re not missing any details.” I stated, Warrick looked at me
and nodded his head.
“I swear Sara when I grab that
file and I ask you what’s in it that you can tell me the contents of the file.
I’ve seen you go over this file so many times, I don’t think that you missed a
single detail. Not even if you wanted to, I know you girl.” he said laughing.
“Then what else should we do? I’m
scared to death that I’ll wake up one night with that guy in my house. I want
to nail the sucker.” emotions ran high, higher then I ever wanted to show to
them. But I guess, that everyone in this room was expecting me to break down sooner
or later, especially since Cath and I have been together. Nothing is the way
that it is supposed to be, or at least the way that it would have been if this
hadn’t happened. Little things like this make me realise that a lot of things
have changed; it makes me realise how much Cath and Linds mean to me. I know
that I’m doing the right thing.
Warrick wraps his arms around me
and pulls me closer. “Hey Sar, we’re doing everything we can.”
“I know, Warrick but that doesn’t make it easier.”
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“Well go over the evidence if you
think that it might help.” Warrick said while he let go of me.
“Do you think that we’ll catch
this guy?” I asked Warrick, knowing what his answer will be before even asking
the question. Still it made me feel a little calmer.
“Yeah we will.” Warrick answered,
“He’s already screwing up, we have his DNA, one day we will have him. C’mon
let’s get something to eat.”
~*~
The group entered the small diner
and sat down in a booth at the other end of the small room. He watched the small
group of people in the room. He could see the pain and fear on the women’s
faces. He smiled; he had accomplished what he wanted. But he wasn’t ready… he
stood up and left the diner. They would never know how close they had been to
him.
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We knew that we only had a couple
more days until the next murder, at least if this guy was following the pattern
that he had set with the other murders.
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seriously injured by the shot. We had nobody to match to the blood found at the
last scene and we had no one injured in the hospital that matched the blood.
The bullet probably just grazed his skin.
Other
cases started coming in and we all went back to our jobs waiting until the
moment that we would be called in. But nothing happened; the week passed and
everything went back to normal. At least as normal as it could be, we were
still looking out for our killer but there was nothing that could bring us
closer to him. The media lost interest in
the case when nothing happened, other news became more interesting to
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We came
into work and we did our job, but in the back of my mind, I wasn’t able to let
this case rest. It was a case like Eddie’s one that was so important but also
one that I couldn’t break.
~*~
I knocked at the door and waited
for a sign from Grissom. I opened the door after he told me to come in.
“Griss, can I ask you for a
favour?” He sighed. “Sara, what is it this time?”
“Well, you know how Cath and I
are free this weekend but we are on call.”
“Yes Sara, and you don’t want me
to call because you have something special planned for the weekend?” Grissom
asked, already knowing what the answer would be.
special. Could you please not call us?” I pleaded with him.
“Okay on one condition, you and
Catherine go home now and make sure that you get a good night sleep before next
shift. Because both of you have been suffering during this case. And for the
next few weeks I don’t want to see you near these labs when shift hasn’t
started.” I wanted to interrupt him, tell him that I wasn’t doing much
overtime. “I know that you aren’t doing much overtime, but during this case I
have seen Catherine as well as you in here doing overtime. More than you were
supposed to.” I nodded knowing that he was right.
“Okay, see you
tonight.” I turned around and walked out the door in search for Catherine. I
found her in one of the labs.
“Hey babe, Grissom
said that we can go home, are you ready?”
“Home, yeah I’ll be
ready in a sec. See you in the locker room?”
“Meet you there,
hurry up.” Catherine gathered the evidence and took it to the storage while I
entered the locker room.
Catherine entered
the locker room minutes after me. We grabbed our belongings, and walked through
the hallways towards the parking lot.
~*~
He was sitting in
his car, watching the door of the CSI building. “There they are those bitches,
they will pay for everything they did to me.” He grinned viciously. He started
the engine of his car and followed the dark colored SUV.