Celia didn't mind Earle in her lab asking questions and wanting to help. She knew he was vet and wanted to get things moving before the case grew cold. Celia knew that the first 24-48 hours in an investigation were critical. 

The "Star Trek" ringtone made Celia smirk briefly as Earle went to another corner to take the call. She could hear brief mumblings about what was going on, but that wasn't her focus as one of her techs walked into the lab. The tech handed her a file and a plastic bag with the what appeared to be scraps and pieces. He said, "Here's the preliminary work up so far. There are some interesting items I think you should take note of Dr. Carter."

Celia took the file and bag and said, "Thanks David." He left the room as Earle was getting off of the phone. She heard his apology and said, "It's okay life gets in the way from time to time. No worries." Celia wheeled herself to a desk and put the bag and the folder on the desktop and said, "Well Agent Earle, things just got interesting." 

She pointed to the bag and said, "The powder residue indicates that these shells came from a forty-four magnum. However, the shells themselves have been customized." Celia looked up at Earle and said, "They don't match anything in our database. Meaning our killer has money to get bullets like these done. They're a ceramic polymer with metalac elements in the base material meaning when they enter the body a lot of times they break apart causing the shreds to destroy tissue and bone far more effectively than an ordinary bullet. We've two rounds that are pretty well intact so that gives us something" Celia nodded and said, "That also means that the theory of this being just another gang banger on the wrong side of a turf war takes a bit of a hit. Unless someone in a gang knows someone with bucks who can get custom made rounds like this." 

Celia then pulled out a couple of the photos of the body and used a pointer to point out two creases in the shirt. She said, "Those creases didn't come from our body bags. Which means that the killer did our victim in another part of town possibly, and dropped them where the body was found." 

Taking a deep breath Celia said, "Our killer knows we would figure that part out. Custom rounds, a forty four, putting a gang banger in the wrong turf. This perp is very smart, and they are toying with us because they can." Celia looked at Earle and said, "Time for us to get to work."

Celia picked up the phone and dialed a number. She said into the receiver, "Ross? Hey it's CC how are you?...Not bad...listen I've a casing and it's not in our database meaning...yeah we need you to take look at it and see if you recognize the handy work....great I'll send one of my lab rats down within the hour....right...bye." Celia disconnected the call and then dialed three numbers. She said, "David get in here you're going on a field trip." 

A young lab tech entered the lab and Celia put on rubber gloves. She put them on and pulled out a plastic bag, removed one of the intact casings, put it in the bag and gave it to the tech. Celia said, "Take this down to Ross he's expecting it." 

The lab tech left and Celia turned back to Earle and said, "Ross Kraft he is the manager at the Gun Club on Wilshire. He knows about everything there is about guns and rounds. When we get stumped on something like this we call him up and he usually comes through for us." Celia closed the file and asked, "So anything else you can think of Agent Earle?"