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Chapter 8 �
Explanations and Investigations

Shortly after Sara�s departure,
Nick was on his way to Rachel�s condo. She had reluctantly agreed to talk to
him. He made a stop along the way; he had wanted to give her something vespecspecial anyway and now seemed like the perfect time.

Finding a parking spot near her door, Nick pulled into it.
He carefully picked up the small gift bag that was perched on the shot-gun
seat, and he locked the vehicle. He strode up to Rachel�s door and rang the
bell. She answered it right aw/p> /p>

�Hello, Nick. Please come in.� She stepped aside to allow
him entry, and locked the door again once he was inside. Seeing the gift bag in
his hand, she inquired, �What�s that?�

He held it out for her to take, �Oh, it�s just a little
something-something I want you to have.�

With some hesitation, she took it and invited him to sit
down in the living room. Once there, she set the gift on the coffee table.
�Rachel, please open it. I promise you, it�s nothing bad.� Her distant coolness
had him very worried.

�Not yet, Nicky. First, let�s have that little talk you
wanted. You go first.� She looked down at her hands as she spoke; since his
arrival, she hadn�t once looked him in the eye.

�That�s why I�m here; to talk what
happened. You were so right, calling me a first-class jerk. That�s really
putting it mildly. But, I need to ask you to explain something.�

�Okay, I�ll try.� She said
cautiously.

�When you were talking to Jeremy
that day, I thought I heard something. I mean, I wasn�t trying to listen in, I d I don�t know French, but I thought I understood part of what you said.
Maybe I didn�t understand. What did you tell him?�

�Oh, man, it�s going to sound
pretty damn silly now, but here it is.� He tried to look at her, but found he
couldn�t. �I thought you said you adored him. You know, Jeremy. And, remember,
I didn�t know who you were talking to.�

It took a few seconds for the full
impact of Nick�s confession to sink in. Then, Rachel�s eyes grew big, and she
sputtered, �Oh my goodness. You heard ... You thought ... No, never ... I
wouldn�t.�

Nick, coming to her rescue, moved
close to her and put his arms around her. �It�s okay. I know now. It�s all my
fault. I never should have jumped to that conclusion.�

Suddenly giggling, Rachel hugged Nick. �Oh, Nicky, you
sweet, sweet man. All that because I told my cousin I love you. I mean, I
haven�t really told you, well, not yet. But, here�s the good partur
ur
reaction means you love me, too. Right?� She kissed him playfully.

�Rachel, I just have to make sure we�re on the same page
here. That I�m hearing you right this time, you�re actually saying you love
me?� Nick desperately wanted it to be true.

�Oh yes, Nick. I do love you. Well, actually, I adore you.�
She kissed him again, he had no objection to that.

Breaking away from her delicious mouth, he breathlessly told
her, �Rachel, darlin�, I adore you, too.� Then, feeling a little mischievous,
he added, �So, what�s that in French? Je adore ...?�

�Je t�adore. Or, Je t�adore beaucoup. I love you very much.�
She smiled happily as she gazed into his eyes.

�Let me try that. Je t�adore beaucoup ... um, too?� He
silently determined to start taking French lessons.

�Aussi. Je t�adore beaucoup aussi.�

�Je t�adore beaucoup aussi.� The words were French, and the
accent Texan, but the feeling was pure love.

~~~~~

Warrick had just arrived at the
lab, it was the second shift of Nick�s suspension. As he signed in at the front
desk, he heard his name.

�Warrick, I have a package for you.
It�s been inspectehoulhould be safe to open.� Judy, the receptionist pointed at
a big cardboard box sitting on the floor near the desk.

�Thanks.� He bent down and lifted
it up. He headed for the layout room, keeping an eye out for Sara as he went.
He found her near the locker room. �Hey, Sara. This just came, I think it�s
that tire we needed. Wanna help?�
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�You know it! Let�s go!�

In the layout room, they took all
precautions in opening the box. True, it had been inspected in the police
department mailroom prior to being dropped off at the lab; but in the post-
9/11 world, law enforcement personnel could not be too careful.

At last, the box was open and the
contents revealed. It was a complete front tire and wheel assembly from a Honda
ATC 110.

Sara and Warrick gave each other
big grins and high five�s, elated that they could move ahead in their
investigation. Clearing it with Grissom, who didn�t have any new cases for
them, they did so, spending the next few hours making careful, precise
exemplars of the tire tread, which they then compared to the casts taken at
Mount Charleston.

�It�s a match. Not perfect, but
allowing for slight differences in tire wear, it�s close enough. It confirms
that the tracks we found were from one of these Hondas.� Warrick announced.

�That�s one step closer to a solve,
but right now all we really have is Honda tracks in the desert. We still need
to find the specific Honda used in the crimes and link it to a suspect - and to
one of the crime scenes.� Sara added.
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