Bullet on the beach

The scene

The sea was still and the waves were small as they met the sand, a woman stood on the pier wearing a business suit and very smart glasses, her hair was wavy and she wore some makeup to cover up some spots. She started to edge forward as Harold reached the pier in his small wooden boat. "It's nice that you could make it Harold" she said in a nice soothing voice. "Well I try my best, Rebecca." Harold replied stepping out of the boat giving her a hand shake. "What was it then, suicide, mass murder, terrorist?!" Harold exclaimed grinning from ear to ear. "Well that's what we are trying to figure out, but by the looks of it someone was trying to mug him, but then- well he killed him. But that's just a theory and you know better than all of us, so do your stuff."  Rebecca smiled and gave him a hand gesture to say go ahead.