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#34 in MURDER-MYSTERY
After a middle aged businessman was found brutally murdered in a high-end restaurant Olivia Summers, a forensic expert working for NYPD, suspects the owner of the restaurant himself. But when the said suspect is a d...
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Turns out, it wasn't a café.
The crime scene was one of the most exclusive and expensive restaurant in New York named Ebony, which was situated below a five star hotel and above a nightclub owned by the same. Olivia ducked under the yellow tape held by a newbie cop and hurried after James. The detectives were nowhere to be found but a table in the end was swarmed by two others wearing a jacket similar to hers.
She approached the table along with James, wearing gloves and a mask to block out the pungent smell that had started to overtake the artificial lilac smell of the restaurant.
'James was right about one thing though...' She thought as she neared, 'It was gruesome.'
The man appeared around 40 years of age and wore an expensive neatly pressed suit. He had fallen over to the shiny black table, knocking down expensive wine and china and his cheek was pressed against the table. That and his brain was all over his medium-rare steak.
'Yikes.'
James muttered as he knelt down to take a closer look at the victim's face. Olivia watched Natasha taking samples of the man's blood and gore for further testing in little plastic containers.
'Blunt force trauma?'
Olivia asked as she gently tried pressing the man's skull to inspect the damages done. It was shattered mercilessly.
'Seems so.' Eli murmured as he took another picture of the corpse in his DSLR.
'Poor bugger, the robbers asked everyone to scramble but this brave old fart stood up against them refusing to move.' Natasha said, excited about an on-field case as she never really leaves the lab.
'So it's a robbery gone wrong?' Olivia enquired with furrowed brows as she gently took a scalpel to the man's skull. 'The rigor mortis had set in so it must be over 6 hours since primary flaccidity.' She observed.
'The skull indentations are irregular. It should be something bulky and heavy, probably something like a club 'cause the attacker must have swung it with good momentum to crash a skull inwards like this.'
'Yeah' James agreed after Olivia passed her scalpel to him. He directed Eli to take a picture in the angle of indentation.
'What have we got?'
Detective Tucker approached them, hands in his pocket as he watched Natasha work on the dead body. James tucked a file to Olivia's hands and she glanced at the first page.
'Meet Jackson Shaw, forty-one year old retail businessman.' She gestured at the unfortunate man, 'The cause of death must be blunt force trauma to the head and initial estimation of death must be well over 6 hours. So far, we haven't figured any other body wounds.' The detective nodded.
