Rizzles Story

Chapter 60

At BPD-Morgue: Autopsy

Maura: There are remnants of a subdural hematoma just above the right ear.

Frankie: She was knocked out with what? And don't say "something hard."

Maura: It was hard. But the extent of the damage makes it impossible to determine the type of instrument used.

Korsak: Was she raped?

Maura: Doubtful. There's no evidence of trauma, tearing, or bruising.

Frankie: Doubtful? So you found something.

Maura: Well, she did have sex within the last 36 hours.

Frankie: Okay, what's with the creepy doll makeup?

Maura: It was applied postmortem. See the blood under the makeup?

Korsak: Mm-hmm. Maybe a sex game gone wrong?

Maura: Well, the killer did exhibit a certain degree of tenderness.

Korsak: Oh, yeah, real tender, starting with tenderizing her head.

Frost walks in.

Frost: Got a suspect Herbert Buckley.
Served two years on an A&B, released two months ago. He liked to hire hookers and make them pretend they were dolls. And hit them in the head with a crowbar.

Korsak: Nice. Can you use Frankie? I'm just not up for a pervert today. See you, Maura.

Herbert's Apartment w/the Super

Super: Man, this is a downer. Herbert goes at Marlene all the time. She never called the cops before.

Frankie: Who's Marlene?

Super: Herbert's old lady.

Herbert: Yeah, you bet I'm frustrated! I got mushrooms on my burger, and I hate them!

Super: That would be Herbert.

Herbert: And now you got sprouts all in my ketchup!

Frost: I'm going left. You take right.
Boston police, freeze.

Herbert: No. No, no. We were just talking. We were just working through our issues. Baby, I love you. I would never hurt you. Tell them.

Frost: Are you hurt?

Herbert: No. We were just working on our relationship. I-I wasn't gonna hit her.

Frost: Uh oh, hey, easy, bro. Don't, uh cry.

Herbert: It's Marlene. She hates to be alone. I can't leave her alone.

Frost: Take her, Frankie.

Frankie: I don't know where she's been.
You take her.

He takes her and they go to BPD.

Later At BPD

Frost walks into the bullpen.

Frost: Just finished interrogating Herbert. That is one very strange man and woman.

Korsak: Herbert was looking pretty good for it until the landlord said old herb was yelling at Marlene all night.

Frankie walks in.

Frankie: Herb is downstairs crying like a baby. He's wrapped himself around the security station. He won't leave without Marlene.

Frost: Don't let the size-2 jeans fool you. That bitch is heavy.

Korsak: Wow! Marlene's no cheap date, either. 8 grand? Damn!

Frost: Of course, if you amortize, that might be cheaper than a wife. Plus, you get a woman who doesn't talk.

Jane walks into the bullpen from her office.

Jane: Oh, great. Thank you, Moe, Curly, Larry. Excuse me, Curly, could you take Marlene out of here, please?

Frankie: Certainly.

Jane: And you, Larry, did you unlock the password on victim's smartphone yet?

Frost: Can't crack the password, but I'll keep trying.

Jane: What about you, Moe?

Korsak: Monthly bus pass won't tell us anything.

Maura walks in.

Maura: B-cat doesn't track usage
for keys and access conditions and cannot normally be used for user data.

Jane: Beep. I am a robot. Beep. I do not compute human talk.

Maura: I do not use that inflection. And that is the storage space on a B-cat card.

Jane: That's riveting.

Maura: Let's call it a day and go to the Dirty Robber. I'll even have a beer with you.

Jane: No thanks. I just want to go home, eat, feed the triplets and go to bed.

They walk out.

That Night at Home

They are laying in bed watching tv and cuddling the triplets. After awhile, they put them in bed and go to bed themselves. They cuddle and fall asleep.