We never know what fate has in store for us and following your dreams is not always as beautiful as it seems. When I started working at the Las Vegas Crime Lab, I never would have imagined the turn my life would take. For the first time, I felt like...
-¿A canine killed him then? –I asked- Maybe I'm wrong but.. ¿isn't that a scalpel wound?
I looked at them both waiting for an answer. Grissom raised an eyebrow and looked at me through his glasses.
-You are not wrong –Dr. Robbins explained- Whoever removed this guy's organs knew how to handle one.
-So a dog killed him, then someone came along and cut him up.
-Someone with two legs and a medical degree –Grissom ended.
***
After finishing the autopsy, Grissom took care of the bite mold while he told me to go back to the crime scene and help my colleagues. When I arrived, most of the police were gone, but the area was still cordoned off. I crossed the tape and followed the markers that Nick and Warrick had put until I found them. I could hear them grumbling.
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-¿Do you need help? –I laughed as I walked towards them.
-Yes, I do –Nick pointed his gun and then pointed at his neck- Two in the back of the head. Quick and painless.
Warrick and I laughed.
-I guess Grissom called and told you what you should be looking for.
-Collect the dog's scat –Warrick nodded- This is combat duty.
Suddenly, we heard a thunder and seconds later it started to rain.
-¡This sucks! –Nick yelled frustrated.
-¿But it's evidence, right? –I asked them.
-No, hair and fiber is evidence, Laura.
Warrick saw something so we leaned for a closer look.
-Don't even waste your time, that's cougar.
-¿How do you figure that?
-¿See the rabbit hair in the feces? –Nick shined the flashlight on it- ¿Don't you remember the seminar, Warrick? ¿Julie?
-Julie.. –Warrick remembered- Oh.. a CSI should not be that fine.
Nick chuckled meanwhile I rolled my eyes and continued looking around the area. I saw something behind them, so I reached out and picked it up.
-¿What is that?
-Looks like dirty ice.
-Let's take it into evidence.
-It's evidence of a picnic, Warrick –Nick said in a frustrating way.
Back at the trace lab, the three of us were working with the evidence of the case. Warrick passed us the jars and labeled them meanwhile Nick and I were looking through the microscope examining the dog scat collected at the park.
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