Murder On Ice

Investigation

"It is quite obvious that he died from a gunshot through his head, cutting off the circuits in his brain which ending his life." Janine said, stating the obvious.

"Well, he does have other injuries. His left leg is cut really badly and some parts of his body are swollen." I said, looking down at the victim.

"Wait, his leg is cut... He has skates on; he could have cut himself when he fell down." Janine argued.

"I wasn't saying that he died from blood loss because of the cut on his leg..." I said a little annoyed.

"Well it seemed like you were." Janine said. She tied her hair up even though it was really cold out.

"Ah-choo!"

"Janine untie your hair. You already have a cold, we don't need the "best" medical examiner sick."

"Shut up, Fiara." Janine said letting her hair down.

"Janine! Fiara!" our manager, Heath, called.

"Yea?" I asked jogging over.

"Put on these gloves and start examining the victim." Heath said pointing at the cases he brought for us.

"Hurry up." Janine complained.

The two of us finished putting on the equipment and jogged back over to the victim.

"Here." I said, handing Janine my scarf seeing that she had started to tie her hair up again.

"Thanks Fi."

"From the looks of it, rigor is beginning to set. His core body temperature is ninety-five degrees Fahrenheit. So far it looks like he had been here for approximately two hours," Janine said, trying to move his jaw. "We have to examine the rest of him at the lab; however I don't believe lividity has been fixed yet."

Janine motioned for one of her assistants to bring the body bag. "I'll see you back at the lab." I gave her a nod and went back to examining the ice.

"Heath, look at this," I pointed at the different marks leading to and away from the body. "This is one of the few abandoned ice rinks; I'm surprised anyone even heard the gun shot."

"Fiara, do you see this?" I turned. Heath was holding a small piece of fiber in the air. "I assume that it is nylon. It’s black, probably from a sweater or shirt?"

Heath shrugged and put the fiber into a small evidence bag. Heath and I looked around a bit more and took at least a hundred or so pictures before we headed back to the lab.