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"No rush, Sean," Derrel replied before turning to o talk to the head of security and see if I can get this guy’s personnel info"

"Go wild," I said Derrel gavetoward an uns man with a walkie-talkie in his hand, who totally looked like a head of security Hell, he practically looked like a Secret Service agent He wore a black suit and white shirt, with a tightly knotted grey tie that had soettable pattern Dark brown hair was buzzed short enough for the rief, if his jaw had been any more square it could have been used as a brick All he was ly wire that I always saw Secret Service agents wearing in the movies He was deep in conversation with a slim auburn-haired woman several inches shorter than he was If he was dressed like Secret Service, she was dressed like an uptight congresswoman-- cream pumps that ithin the "I ae

The woman walked away before Derrel reached theuy, then they both headed off down yet another hallway, I assuuy’s personnel file

Which ot back I eneral bustle of activity Detectives Abadie and Roth had their heads close together and see them, it hadto do with the body A knot of six or seven people stood in the hallway on the other side of the room, held back by the thin, yellow authority of the cri across the entryway I assumed they were employees who had stayed late Several of thees clipped somewhere visible Most of them looked upset or simply curious, but a few looked annoyed and iuy was talking on her cell phone, and she looked downright pissed Maybe all of this was disrupting some sort of super important project? That sort of attitude didn’t really surprise me anymore I’d lost count of the nuhway to pick up a victim fro about the fact that the road was closed off while we did our work Some people were insensitive shits, and that’s all there was to it

Then again,with a husband or boyfriend, I toldto cancel her credit cards Sometimes people weren’t actually insensitive shits and were si to be open-

I looked around for Marcus and saw him near the hallway, across from where Derrel and I had entered, in conversation with a tall and slender blond wo at my face as I watched the to a possible witness, not with how close they stood or the way she occasionally touched his ar toward the body

I didn’t have much tiathering expedition with the security chief guy As if on cue, the criht wave to let Derrel and et on with our part of this whole thing No one else was allowed to touch the body except for coroner’s office people, yet we had to wait until the cri all the stuff they did, which meant there was usually a little dance of cooperation when it ca death scenes

Derrel and I stepped forward now and carefully rolled the man over so that Sean could snap pictures of the other side of the body as well as the floor beneath hirey uniform shirt had been unbuttoned in the front and sticky pads dotted his torso, left over from the EMTs--the only exception to as allowed to touch the body, since technically it wasn’t a "body" until it was declared dead after the EMTs ran an EKG strip They’d already coone, which was often the case on death scenes Even unbuttoned the shirt looked overly large on him, and the pants were bunched up beneath his belt He ht recently Maybe he’d been sick? Not that it mattered now

"Definitely soloved fingers over the man’s head Pieces moved underneath the scalp in unnatural ways as he carefully probed the injuries He glanced up at the stairs, a slight frown tugging at hisdown and s any blood anywhere else on the stairs" He glanced up at the tech for confirmation

"I didn’t either," Sean said, "but I took lots of pictures anyway One of the lab eh the roouy hit the bottoed

"But this guy was probably dead within seconds," Derrel murmured

Sean took one last shot of the man’s head and then stepped back "And that’s the last of it for aveout on the concrete The hed around one-seventy or so--h for me to handle when I ell fed," but it had been about a day and a half since I last had brains, and th was about what one would expect fro

Fortunately, Derrel illing to help without rabbed hi with a ered on the tile, and I saw that it had seeped into the grout, et out

Derrel tilted his clipboard toward --Nore sixty-three--and then I snapped the rubber band around the big toe of the foot that was already shoeless I did a quick search of his body for valuables, finding only a watch; no wallet or jewelry After re, I retrieved the ard shoe fro as well It was probably stupid, but I had a feeling that if the shoes were separated they’d never get paired up again, and they’d be doole" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>