[hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=ed1c24][center][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=Chapter%20Two%3A%20Retribution&name=SATAM___.ttf&size=50&style_color=ed1c24[/img][hr][/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1][hr][center][h3][b][i]Date:[/i][/b] Sunday May 21th, 2017[/h3][/center][center][hr] [@Sigil] [@Morose] [@Dragoknighte] [@Scallop] [@Nallore] [@Pundii][/center][hr][hr]	

	[@Morose] - Roy looks over towards Tuesday as he catches her stash and shoves it into his pocket. "So, same ol' same ol'" he chuckled out, thinking about how many times he had sat there and hid whatever she needed and told people she was that so called [i]model[/i] citizen. Standing up he walks over to the computer and takes a gander about the forensics department and who he assumed was Riley's [i]girlfriend[/i] - maybe he could get in there and find some details on what he was looking for. "Maybe it is time we both went and visited your sister."

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i]Marc Tinder[/i][/b][/h1][img]http://images4.fanpop.com/image/photos/24000000/Wallander-tom-hiddleston-24060169-500-283.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] 2A Boston Heights[/center][hr]

	Marc perked a brow at Felix's words and shook his head a little bit. [color=82ca9d]"There are no such things as coincidences,"[/color] he said as he turned around slowly in spot as his head tilted back and he glanced up before looking ahead of himself once again and continued to search around. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Six months ago a woman was murdered in this very apartment but it is claimed to have been a suicide. Shortly after the man that killed her moved in, and then last week he supposedly kills himself, his shrink, and his wife,"[/color] Marc says as she runs his hand along the edge of the wall where it turns to go down the main hall to the front bedroom. 

	[color=82ca9d]"Now, as a murderer why would you move into the very apartment of the woman you killed? Where you wanting to cover something up, or where you looking for something?"[/color] he said more to himself than towards Felix. Stopping at the bedroom he cocked a brow before turning on his heels and walking to the other bedroom and glancing into it. [color=82ca9d]"And why would a wife sleep separately from her husband? Especially a newly married couple,"[/color] he said as he took note that Cameron's things were in one room and Lyndsay's were in the other. Pulling out his tablet he did a quick search and shook his head slightly. [color=82ca9d]"Marriage license, date of marriage, 3 days before moving in here? Sloppy,"[/color] he said before tucking the tablet back away. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f26522]Natasha Brinne[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/d9c4aebdb9933692128f69ed2de003ad/tumblr_inline_movw32A1d11qz4rgp.gif[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b] Coroners Office: Autopsy[/center][hr]

	[color=f26522]"Yes, I'm fine,"[/color] she said with a bit of a smirk on her lips. It probably would have done Tasha good to take some more time off before she really got back to things but she was never one to just sit there and watch the clock tick by. Two fights with cancer in the last 4 years; six months more or less each time, she had taken off a grand total of 30 days from work and even then still kept in the loop. She found it easier to deal with things if she had something else to focus on; though this last bought was far harder than the first and she found herself weaker at this point than she had expected. 

	[color=f26522]"Much slower paced than in the ER. Least here if I sit down for five minutes no one will bleed to death,"[/color] she said as she looked at the body before she got started fully and gave a curt nod to Cecily. [color=f26522]"Well hopefully no one will bother us today, shall we get started?" [/color]Natasha was used to teaching at this point, having worked in a teaching hospital before she had moved to Jaipur, even if it wasn't what she was strongest in. What she did know was the human body and as she worked she spoke; mapping it out both technically and nearly lyrically. She could make a scalpel nearly sing as she cut and moved, and weighed, and took notes; quickly and accurately dissecting the person but at all times showing the utmost respect for not only the general wonder of the human condition but for the person. 

	Stopping she rested her scalpel down and gathered a perplexed look on her features as she leaned in closer and took a look at the bruising on Alicia's body. Looking over at the paper work that was done so far and then back at the bruising. Tilting her head to the side she over to Lorna's body and look a look before glancing over towards Cecily after looking a the paper work for Lorna as ell and tapping her finger against her hip. [color=f26522]"Would you recontact a Mr. Caesar Gonzalez. There is a note here that he was contacted for release of these two bodies. I will need them at least another 24 hours,"[/color] she said as she flipped the files closed. 

	[color=f26522]"This one was business,"[/color] she said as she pointed towards Lorna's corpse. [color=f26522]"This one was personal,"[/color] she said as she hand flipped over and motioned towards Alicia. Sighing a bit she glanced around the room before her eyes fell onto Cecily and she cocked a brow. 

	[color=f26522]"You wouldn't happen to have a hair dryer around here would you? One with a defuser would be ideal,"[/color] she said as she placed the folders back down on the side of the examination table and looked at Alicia's corpse. [color=f26522]"I have an idea,"[/color] she added as she crossed her arms over her chest, lifting one arm and rubbing the back of her neck as she stretched it out. She was not feeling up to par. She was used to sixteen to thirty-six hour shifts on her feet, running around as if it was the end of the world. Now after a couple of hours of standing pretty much in one place she was already feeling it.