I guess it will take Horatio some time to get all the evidence presented and it will take him all his strength to cope with such a nerd like Norman.
What about a little detour to New York again? Both teams slowly but steadily came together and so I wanted to separate them again just the same way... Hope you enjoy...
Chapter 51“Should be about time,” Mac mentioned without revealing what he was talking about.
Stella looked up from her work and sent Mac an asking glance from her microscope over the layout-table.
“The interrogation,” Mac explained. “Horatio wanted to start the last part of this plan shortly after they arrived in Miami. – And now…” he had a look at his watch… “…he should have him sitting at the MDPD already.”
“I’m still wondering, why Gallagher was so sure they won’t catch him. And how could he work for the MDPD for such a long time? He had had the chance to shift his life to the light side.” Stella was already concentrated on the evidence of their entire case again, so she did not notice Mac’s grin.
“Gallagher thought he was genius. And he believed that at least his colleagues would silently agree with the work of the sniper.” Mac bended over the jacket he was working on and collected a little fabric from the left sleeve.
“I’m not willing to think that Gallagher went to the police because he wanted to change his life. – I guess he just wanted to get into a perfect hiding: a new name, a new identity, a city which didn’t know his face and access to all kind of information the
Jarheads could need for their businesses.”
“Maybe there are some people who silently agree with him, but no cop would willingly want to back him as soon as he started to attack Horatio,” Stella said to the thin layer under her microscope.
“Yep.” Mac had bagged the fabric and started to check the jacket again, because he did not want to overlook any further trace.
“If I understood Ryan Wolfe correctly, Norman tried to hide his first crimes behind some accidents, but then he got more self-assure and he remembered the take-down rifle his mentor had passed him over. It appeared as to be very useful to him, especially in those cases he couldn’t get close enough to his prey.”
“That’s weird,” Stella stated. “Even such doubtful accidents sooner or later would be revealed as to be faked.”
“You haven’t joined the interrogation of Gideon O’Neill,” Mac went on explaining. “If you would have heard about all this sick gang-stuff, you would have believed that it was only a matter of time Norman would go mad.”
He shook his head when he remembered the moment he and Danny had talked to the old man who did not regret anything, besides the fact that he and his protégé had been caught by the cops.
“He had confessed in the end?” Stella asked and looked up from her work again.
“He did… Too much evidence to deny it,” Mac answered.
A short silence followed their dialog. After a while Stella said silently: “I’ve just thought about the next evening.”
Mac looked up from the jacket and waited for Stella to continue.
“I just thought about a little Greek dinner at my new apartment.” Her smile was a pure promise.
“I guess it will become quite late until we’ll be able to get out of the lab,” Mac objected, but with not much energy in his voice.
“Well, in Greece we never have dinner before 9 p.m.”
Mac thought it over for only a second and soon answered with a smile on his face: “O.K. then, dinner at yours at 9 p.m. … I’ll be there.” And only in thoughts he added:
‘And I’ll stay there.’ When his look crossed Stella’s, he noticed that she had just thought about the same, because her smile deepened by the second and suddenly Mac thought that it was getting pretty hot in this weird lab.
TBCI just want to announce that I won't have net-access this week-end and in the following week only every once in a while, because I'll be on vacation and will travel quite much. I'm sorry that I'm a bit slowing down on the way to the home stretch, but I promise to update the story when ever I can.