Anica went and stood by Mort as the two FBI agents entered the room. She had never met real agents before and was very curious.
The two did not live up to her expectations. They didn't wear suits and a tie and sunglasses while inside. Which was a good thing cause only blind people and douchebags wear sunglasses inside.
One was the epitome of a nerd. Messy brown hair, a sweater vest, and he was cute. The only thing totally against the norm was the giant gun he carried at his side.
The other was a jock sort. He was incredibly attractive, black, wore the cool pants (flashpoint anyone?) and a simple tee.
"Bill Hefferstien?"
"Yes, sir. And you are?" Bill said as they shook hands.
"S.S.A. Derek Morgan and this is Doctor Spencer Reid."
"Fancy, Super special agent maybe?" Anica thought, "I'm Anica Farmer."
"So this is Deliah Jones." Mort said. Putting the attention on the dead body in the room.
"Can you tell us more about her ears?" Spencer asked.
"They were cut cleanly off. One smooth cut. Unlike the first victim, Heather Dickinson. She ears were chopped off with a small blade like a pocket knife. Where as the last three other victims were all done with a bigger blade" Mort pointed out where the cuts began and stopped. Anica looked away. Anything else she would have been able to handle just not ears.
"Are you okay?"
Anica realized that Agent Morgan was talking to her.
"Oh yeah. I'm fine - " Anica gagged, "Excuse me." She quickly walked away from the body and took a couple deep breaths.
"Excuse my apprentice. She still hasn't gotten control of her stomach." Bill laughed.
"Shut up Mort." Anica said from across the room.
"Mort?" Reid asked.
"It's short for Mortuary. It's her name for me." Bill shrugged.
"Where did you go to school at?" Reid asked Anica.
Anica shrugged. They all enjoyed an awkward silence.
"Anyways. Besides the first victim they have all been the same wounds and the same blade." Mort tried to change the subject, but it seemed like the two Feds were still checking Anica out. She felt like they were staring into her soul.
"Well...." Anica checked her phone, " look at that I'm off work!"
Anica slipped off the lab coat, put it on the hook, then gave Mort a kiss on the cheek.
"Bye dear."
"Bye, have a nice evening." Anica walked out the door.
