Charlotte is a Toxicologist at GCPD. Ed is surprised at the her intelligence.
Thoughts in italic :)
Today has been hectic to say the least and its only 10 am, currently theres an unknown woman on the table with no visible death relating injures no puncture wounds, no head trauma, no signs of a concussion, nothing. My job is to take any samples and specimines to see if there is any drugs in her system, but looking at her it looks like she has no blood in her system, pale sagging skin, but not much decomposition.
So who ever killed this woman knew what they were doing. I guess if it came out it has to have a exit point, this could be tricky. Scanning any possible exit points, elbow crease, between the toes or fingers, neck, in the hair some where.
2 grueling hours later, theirs an exit wound on the inner thigh which is bizzar. I make note of it on my little blue note pad on my desk. Teeth would be the best bet at identification, so I place a small block between her teeth and I notice a small pin going through the denture and into the jaw. This is gonna be hard to take this out. but I grab a pair of pliars and begin to wiggle the pin until its fully out, now I have to do that to all possible pins.
I inspect the pin and its not just any random pin, it a morticians pin which means who ever killed her is either a mortian or is bribing a mortian because this is an almost pro job. The lack of decomposition, no blood, features almost set, this is planned murder.
Carefully i remove all the pins and move the block from between the dentures. Snatching an evidence bag i put the removed dentures in their and place the lady in the freezer to stop and possible decompositon. I pull of the stupid blue gloves and put them in the bin. I slide the note pad in my suit trousers and take off my lab coat, hanging it on the coat hook in the corner of my office. I close the door behind me and make my way over to Jim.
"Jim, i think we've got a planned murder. Whe ever killed her has killed her is either a mortian or is bribing a mortian because this is an almost pro job. The lack of decomposition, no blood, features almost set, its very telling."
He just rubbed its face with his hands.
"I'm going to the dentist to see if they can find who these belong to." I tell him with is sympathetic smile.
I exit the staiton and get in my car and drive to the dentist and hope to God someone can get me an answer. I find a parking spot and pull in. Fuck me my back hurts.
I push the heavy doors open, making my way to the receptionist.
"Hi I was wondering if i could speak to a dentist" I ask
"Hi I can see if anyones free for you if you'd like?"
Well yes that's why I asked to see one fuckin' idiot
"Yes please its police business" I reply with a smile
"Oh, right okay I'll be as quick as I can" she muttered nervously before scurrying off
i just smiled in return.
I tap my fingers on the her desk waiting for her to come back. Not even a minute later she comes back with a tall man no older than 40 with balding grey hair.
"Hi I'm Michael Johnson seinor dentist here, how can I help?" he smiled practically showing all of his teeth.
"Yes I'm charlotte, can we speak in private please?" I question
"Yes right this way" he replied I was led down a small corridor and he opened the door with his name on it.
"I was wondering if you could i dentify the owner of these dentures please" I show them to him.
