The case
Detective Harmony Françesco, with give or take 50 successful cases under her belt, walked into the morge with an almost emotionless look on her face. She is like a stone faced goddess of assassin's. Always observant, always examening almost scrutinizing you.
'Evening all.'
'Ah evening detective,'Ravi said jumping up while covering the spicy pasta brains.
'I overheard that someone is psychic.'
'Yeah, that would be me.' I said hesitantly.
'So do you have any information for me?'
'Yes... Um, the victim is between 20-30 relatively healthy condition, cause of death, bullet to the neck, puncturing the main artery.'
'I meant vision wise.'
'Oh.. I saw it in first person... Um, well I was walking down the street and I heard some screaming in a house. I went to investigate and I recognized the person... I said his name, Tommy I think. He had a gun in his hand and he was screaming about her cheating on him. I ran because I'm the "other guy" and he shot me because he saw her look at me as though I should run. It was pot luck for him that he hit me as it was such a wild shot.'
'Hmm... I think you should come in case you have another vision.'
'Oh... Umm...'
'Go, I'll clean up here.'
'Thanks!'
My boss is the best.
