Death Crime And Love

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The smell of blood on the pavement slowly being washed away by the rain invades my nose and awakens my senses and the constant flashing of red and blue lights accompanied by the scream of sirens from the vehicles nearby is all there seems to be at this moment in time as I stare down at the mangled body of what i believe to be a young woman but the brutality of the damage to the body and face are making it a little hard to tell ,but telling from what clothing isn't in complete shreds and what's left of the  the chest area I feel female is the appropriate assumption for now until further research can be conducted on the body, but from what I'm seeing the mortician has his work cut out for him. Looking down at the mangled and disfigured female almost all i see is red but her beautiful grey blue eyes they're wide open and stricken with fear from what ever had previously attacked her and the only reason i say what instead of him or her maybe even they is cause the poor girl obviously had her neck ripped open and snapped to an odd angle and telling by what's left of the blood splatter it only took one good blow and even im sceptical of my own thinking seeing as nothing should be powerful enough to have dealt such a blow as that  but that's what the facts point to at the moment so until im proved wrong I'll think that, that and the fact that her face and body look to have possibly been cut and or stabbed to hell the only problem im seeing with that acquisition is how brutal it looks i don't have a clue what kind of weapon could do such a thing. Honestly I'd think an animal did it if the mark weren't so large and deep. I pick up her hand to exam it closely to see for signs of a struggle and i'm surprised to see she barely has any fingernails left “good girl you put up one hell of a fight i've always thought it better to go down fighting then lay there and let life fuck ya in the ass.” I lay her hand back down were it had previously laid and marvelled yes marvelled in all honesty the scene before me may have been a mangled mess of what once was a young female but it was a sight to see with all her crimson blood flowing into the gutter and her short hair fanned out in all directions arms spread wide as if saying take me back into your undying womb my god above and a look a pure fear in her beautiful grey blue lifeless eyes “Collins quite mumbling to yourself and tell me what you see already you damn psychopath” looking up from my crouching position i look up to see Daniel Jacobs one of the many people i have to tolerate at work but I'd rather deal with Jacobs than most he considers us friends and i guess i could too seeing as he's the only person besides my partner i actually talk to in full sentences rather than a few monotone words but that's not important is it . “ well Danny boy i see a short very tired man who didn't have the respect to even change out of his pajamas or even put on a simple hat to hid his mop bed head what about you Jacobs what do you see.” “ well Collins i see a very pale surprisingly prepared and dressed man man staring down at a dead body like it's some sort of artistic movement its quite unsettling if you ask me” “ well i did ask what you see i guess that could imply your rather crude but mostly true comment” looking back down at the body i notice that it looks like she hasn't had anything stolen seeing as there's a purse not to far from her body and a broken necklace i'm assuming is hers tangled in her hair “thats interesting nothing seems to be stolen from what i can see have someone bring me the purse over there once they've taken a shot of it I’d like to see if we can identify our Jane doe.” As if on cue i see a rather blinding flash and the distinct sound of a camera goes off before standing and heading into the direction of the purse that may hold the identity to our Jane Doe, looking at the rather small red purse that looks to be intact wich makes me hopeful but to my disappointment the wallet seems to be missing, looking around i spot it not to far away and inspect the rather messy looking wallet i suspect either her ID or money has been stolen maybe both and while looking through it my suspicions seem to be correct well the ID at least which tells me either she new her murderer or something else im not quite sure at the moment hopefully after looking around more and i hate to say it but another murder hopefully not on a rainy night like this i will find more evidence and details that will hopefully shed some light on my new case. “You never did tell me why your were oddly ready for such a situation” turning around i look at Jacobs and sigh “If you really must know me and Max were out on a late night date enjoying ourselves and having dinner when i was called in”

“That's gotta suck what did Max say about it”  scratching the back of my neck i smile in a not so happy manner “ Ha he said it was fine but i could tell he was lying since we haven't been out in a while since I've been busy he was really excited so I'm gonna have to make it up to him *sigh* i feel really bad about it but i didn't have a choice”. Ashamed i look down and notice something and crouch down to further investigate. “Jacobs hand me some gloves” after placing on my gloves i pick up the odd object off the floor and inspect it. It's bigger than size of my finger and almost looks to be a canine tooth but was was broken and chipped either way i place it into evidence bag seal it and hand it off to further be looked at in the lab “ Well shall we go back to the station and discuss or can i go home for the night.” Looking over at Jacobs with the hope i can go back to my Max just for the night maybe get in a movie or two before he goes to bed for the night “ I'd like ya to go with the doc and look at the body than you can go home if you'd like.” Slowly standing up i wander around looking for more evidence or clues until i'm called over to ride back with the team to the station.