1. THE Call

"Lieutenant Caine, a call for you line 2," the receptionist told the ginger haired investigator. He thanked her and pressed the extension for line 2.

"Horatio Caine," he stated.

"Horatio, it's Moira. Moira Glenn." Horatio hadn't heard that name in years. 25 to be exact."Moira. It's been a long time."

"Too long," the woman agreed. Horatio remembered the last time he saw her. It was in a park in Boston. She had just kissed him goodbye and he was frozen in place, watching as she walked away, wishing there was something she could do or say to make her stay. But there was nothing he could do or say. It wasn't fair on her, her husband or himself. Her husband, Jonathan Wolfe, was one of the finest CSIs in New York and she was on temporary transfer to Miami, but was originally from Boston. After they married they moved to Boston. Later that year, there was a conference there and Horatio went. He was staying at the hotel and bumped into Moira. One thing led to another and... He still got chills just thinking about it.

"Is every thing alright?" he asked

"Yes, everything alright," she said, sounding stressed. " Horatio, Jon and I, well, we've been lying to so many people, including you. I think it's time to come clean... I need to see you.

"Of course." Horatio agree to meet her at her Miami Mansion at 4.15 pm. They hung up leaving Horatio confused and curious.