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Eli flipped through bloody photo after bloody photo almost in a trance as she cleared her mind to all sensory input outside of the gory images she had been sent as evidence.


She would be hard pressed to claim that she had any psychic power outside of  Retrocognition or Omnilingualism but she must because she’d done this many times and was shocked when suddenly by a stroke of intuition or something else she saw the answer or was given a major clue. She swept through a dearth of evidential materials that would have taken any detective hours in only minutes before closing the file and sealing it behind a firewall in her specially designed and built pad which was necessary to prevent its corruption in court.


She didn’t need to look at anything more than a moment before it was sealed in her mind's eye forevermore; it was part of her curse. Just as she could see into the past on any object or person with enough focus, time and concentration she could perform instantly on her own thoughts and memories giving her an Eidetic memory by proxy. 


To the Law Enforcement people that knew her best Eli seemed like a walking criminal data base that exceeded their own meager resources and they depended on her for answers and she hated letting them down. This case they’d sent her involved a serial killer who’d been so on and off the radar over the past 18 years they often took months before they recognized a murder as his work and they were desperate to find him or her due to his increased activity.


Jan’s notes flowed through her mind converted to his pleasant voice as if he’d actually read them to her which made her smile till his husband Fei intruded briefly to remind her to focus instead on the crime than the detective his man and the stray thought made her laugh. That was when she felt a flash of inspiration as she remembered the file on a Sam Henker who was one of the employees of victim 9 working at her apartment complex as a grounds keeper. He had been a victim caught up in a plot of the Joker at a street party while  visiting his cousin in Gotham and had been exposed to the laughing gas that the Clown Prince had sprayed the crowd with.


Mr. Henker had spent six months recovering from the psychological effects of his exposure and had been released from care 19 years ago and Jan had put him down as a suspect that though seeming cleared had tweaked his detective gut but lacked evidence to pursue. Eli smiled thinking that maybe Jan had some special talent of a psychic nature but it was likely the reason he was a good detective; his instincts. 


Dam this might require she go to Boston for at least two to three days and she was sure the Academy might not approve her missing class though as this was a school for hero then who knew they might make it a class project. How to present this as a school project was an interesting PR exercise that she’d never considered till now but there it was. So she sighed and began building and destroying her arguments over and over as she created a powerful but balanced approach which might win her the argument without offending authority.  It was nice though to have something to do and think about as she enjoyed the present day or at least she hoped it was still the present day she was experiencing