Mac was fascinated.
“Then, you can look at the eye orbits, and get a good guess. In this case, I’m sticking with white female. The suture lines of the skull say an adult.”
Chris held out another skull, and it was fairly similar. So, he let Tony do his thing.
Why steal his thunder on this one?
“Chris has a white female adult skull, too.”
When Alexi held one out, he didn’t wait for Tony, but instead shared what he saw.
“This is going to be a mixed-race female. There are markers for African American ancestry, but there are the wide orbits of the eyes.”
Tony gasped.
“He’s right! Hey! Back off the bones, buddy!”
Alexi shrugged.
“My brother is an anthropologist. If I had a dollar for all the times he talked skulls, I’d be rich. He lives this kind of a thing.”
Tony still eyed him up, suspiciously.
He didn’t like the man.
There was something about him that rubbed him the wrong way. It was probably that his bestie was eyeing Alexi up like he was the next coming of Jesus.
Well, if there was a coming.
Or Jesus.
Because she was the ringleader and had to keep this in control, Elizabeth went there.
She was just grateful they had something.
“Christopher, I need DNA on all of the eyeballs. I’m going to need to get victim names. I’ll talk to the homicide captain, and discuss that this person is taking eyes and heads.”
She looked over at Ethan.
“He’s taking heads, right? Or is this something else, because I’m already behind the eight ball on this one, and I’m an hour into this case?”
Blackhawk stared at his wife as he thought about it, trying to figure out a way to see if this correlated.
Meanwhile, Chris turned the one over, and he checked the neck where the vertebrae had been attached. There were chips to the bone.
While he didn’t like‘guessing’or speculating, he would give his wife what he could to ensure she was safe.
“The head was violently removed. Whatever tool was used shook the head, and caused small marks in the bone. I’d say cut off, but without the vertebra, there’s no way to tell for certain. Find us vertebra and I’ll give you a definite answer.”
That didn’t seem like it was happening unless the cuckoo fairy went further off the reservation on this one.
So, with his assessment…
Yeah, she was good with that.
“We have to figure out ID, and then, we’ll go from there. If they were just dug up, we have desecration of a corpse. We’ll let the detectives run it. We’ll monitor.”
Ethan was staring at a chair.
