Page 57 of Scene of the Crime


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“They had a vagrant who was killed, and he was left in a rundown building. When they wandered the place, they found a room filled with something right up your alley.”

She was curious.

That was a wide alley.

She liked the wild cases, so she was definitely curious.

Like.

A.

Cat.

“What did they find?”

She told them.

“They found skulls with eyeballs in them. They were skinless skulls, and they had mismatched eyeballs. Some were the same color, some were different, and all were staring at them.”

Oh, boy.

Now, that was a case.

“Okay, how many are we talking?” she asked, so she knew how bad this was going to be.

She was to the point.

“MANY. We don’t have an accurate count, but at least fifteen to twenty sets of eyes. There were jars of eyes, so that’s why I don’t have a definitive for you. You know how the crazies like to collect them.”

She was to the point.

“Do they know not to touch the scene? Because if they do, there will be another scene of the crime with their bodies. Chris will shit his scrubs.”

She was direct.

“The room is locked. They had to look through a window. It’s being preserved, and they won’t touch it until your techs arrive. Do you have a team that can handle this?”

Oh, she was the team.

If Axelle thought she’d turn down jars of eyeballs and a few random skulls, she was crazy. Toss in a killer who was cuckoo for Cocoa Puffs…she was in.

“I’m the team. I’m free. I’ll take Corbin and Alex as backup. They just came off a case. I can send them on their way if something else pops up.”

Axelle figured.

“Thank you. Your contacts are Detectives Quinley and Yardley. They will be at the scene. It’s a forty-minute drive from FBI West.”

Elizabeth looked at her watch.

“I’ll be there by eleven. I’m going to mobilize a team, and then, we’ll head out. Only, before I do that, do you have a minute?”

Axelle paused on the phone.

“Sure. What’s up?” she asked.

Elizabeth had to approach this a certain way. The call was already to the point, and clipped, like Axelle was pissed at her for doing something.

It was likely just stress, but she had to go there.