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Post by Dean Richards on Apr 25, 2007 19:08:26 GMT
Dean entered the police station and walked towards his desk. The deputy sat down at his desk and re-read the doctors autopsy.
This didn't make sense and Dean knew it. The same words kept ringing in Dean's ears.
'Not even the presidents surgeon could make such accurate wounds.'
Dean needed another perspective on this report and he was sure Nate would agree.
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Post by Juliet Conner on Apr 25, 2007 19:28:03 GMT
Juliet heard that a strange report had come in and the police were having problems with it, so hoping no one thought of being a royal pain she wanted to see if she could help so she went to the police station and walked right in. Some didn't believe she was a doctor thats why she kept her ID on her at all times, she cleared her throat hoping to get someones attention.
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Post by Dean Richards on Apr 25, 2007 19:31:35 GMT
Dean picked up a pen and started to note some of the incisions made on the corpse.
The deputy glanced up and gave a courteous smile to the young lady in front him.
"How may I help you?"
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Post by Juliet Conner on Apr 25, 2007 19:33:53 GMT
She nodded "Hello" Juliet having one of those smiles that showed she was someone who was always willing to help. "I just got off work and there is a rumor going on a strange report came in, I know its not my business but id like to help if the rumors are true, I know I don't look it but I am a doctor" She smiled hoping he wouldn't take it the wrong way.
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Post by Dean Richards on Apr 25, 2007 19:38:02 GMT
Dean stood up and held the report in one hand.
"Do you have any Identification?" Dean asked kindly and glanced over to the window and then back to the woman infront of him.
"I'm Dean by the way."
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Post by Juliet Conner on Apr 25, 2007 19:39:19 GMT
She nodded "My name is Juliet Conner" She took out her ID and gave it to him "I always keep this handy since I don't look like a doctor, im the youngest in this town" She smiled softly, she saw something in his hand wondering if that was the report.
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Post by Dean Richards on Apr 25, 2007 19:42:39 GMT
Dean scanned the ID card and gave it back.
"Well heres the report." Dean placed the report on his desk and walked towards the window and stuck his head outside.
It sure was hot and Dean could do with a beer or two.
Nate didn't know of Dean's stash of beer hidden under one of the floorboards and now was the perfect time to take one out.
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Post by Juliet Conner on Apr 25, 2007 19:44:57 GMT
She took her ID back putting it in the usual spot and sat down looking over at the report "Oh my god..." She had to do a double take "Im about ready to say you have a jake the ripper but..." She slowly stood up "Are there any suspects or ideas on how this happened? The wounds is by something that can cut using both hands, left to right and right to left, missing organs"
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Post by Dean Richards on Apr 25, 2007 19:51:34 GMT
Dean nodded and ripped up a floorboard.
The six pack was there and a smile crept upon Dean's face.
The deputy brought the six pack up and placed the floorboard where it rightfully belonged.
"We don't have any leads......." Dean scowled was there something Nate knew and didn't want anyone else to know.
"So what do you think of it?" The deputy asked while he opened his first can.
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Post by Juliet Conner on Apr 25, 2007 19:54:47 GMT
She watched him "this cannot have been done by human hands, things like this just don't happen" She looked at the pictures "Is there any possibility of you taking me to where the body was found?" She looked up at him wanting to get a better feel for what was going on because now she wanted on the case.
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Post by Nate Dayes on Apr 25, 2007 19:58:02 GMT
"Who's your friend, deputy?" Nate asked, walking slowly from the hallway. He held a half-full cup of coffee, which stopped steaming about half an hour ago.
Nate always made a point of wearing his full uniform at all times, but today was different, it was simply too hot to wear everything, so instead he left his jacket and tie in the office, and stood now in the black shirt, rolled up at the sleeves.
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Post by Dean Richards on Apr 25, 2007 20:01:24 GMT
"She'e a doc sir." The deputy answered back and tossed a can at him.
"It's too hot to drink that sir." Dean inhaled and took a mouth full of beer.
"If you would like Juliet, you can ask the sheriff himself." Dean picked up a pen and then took the autopsy report back.
"By the way Nate, the doc back in the morgue wants you to sign this."
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Post by Nate Dayes on Apr 25, 2007 20:05:38 GMT
The beer can missed the Sheriff completely and dropped to the floor.
"What did I tell you about drinkin' in here, damnit?" He snapped and continued his gaze on the Dean, before switching his vision to the Doctor. "Can we help you?" He asked, a little sternly.
He'd had enough of these bodies already.
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Post by Juliet Conner on Apr 25, 2007 20:10:53 GMT
She looked at him "I don't mean to snoop but I wanted to help on this strange case you have" She knew by how he held himself he was the sheriff. She wasn't very good with people that were stern with her, she never knew why either.
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Post by Dean Richards on Apr 25, 2007 20:13:30 GMT
Dean staggered down the corridor and on his travels picked up a mop and bucket and started to scrup away at the mess he made.
"Sorry sir, just a bit too damn hot." Dean opened the back door and launched the beer can away from the police station.
Dean took a mouth full of beer and then started to whistle while he scrubbed the floor for the tenth time.
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