“Detectives, Reyes and Wise.” Alex said pointing to one then the other as he seemed to be locking in a name with a face.
The back of his mind railed at the simple association of a word and a person. A person couldn't be summed up in a word, or if they could not those words. A person was so much more, they were everything in their life up to that point. Every shudder of discomfort, every shriek, every raised hair, every scream- if there was a single word for a person it was fear. Alex pushed the part of him that thought that deep down and looked at the two women intently once more. Reyes and Wise. “Ok, groovy.” Alex said with a smile. “Nice to meet you both.”
Then one of the detectives, Reyes, asked to show them around. Alex smiled a bit at that pleased at being asked to help. He turned away from them and looked at the scene, his focus shifting from the detectives to everything around them. “I promise Detective Reyes, I haven't touched anything here.” he said pleasantly. Moving with slow careful steps he almost glided around the body. “Point One. Victim. Male. Older. Heavy set. Severe injuries to the head. Died afraid.” he said indicating the man. “Point Two. Wallet discarded here.” Alex moved over to the little yellow card and the wallet, using numbers in clear violation of the yellow tag's lettering system. “But if you look at Point One, you can see he still has his watch and ring on his person. Easy marks left behind in an apparent mugging.” Alex said, comiting a crime scene sin by theorizing before he had all his evidence.
The back of his mind railed at the simple association of a word and a person. A person couldn't be summed up in a word, or if they could not those words. A person was so much more, they were everything in their life up to that point. Every shudder of discomfort, every shriek, every raised hair, every scream- if there was a single word for a person it was fear. Alex pushed the part of him that thought that deep down and looked at the two women intently once more. Reyes and Wise. “Ok, groovy.” Alex said with a smile. “Nice to meet you both.”
Then one of the detectives, Reyes, asked to show them around. Alex smiled a bit at that pleased at being asked to help. He turned away from them and looked at the scene, his focus shifting from the detectives to everything around them. “I promise Detective Reyes, I haven't touched anything here.” he said pleasantly. Moving with slow careful steps he almost glided around the body. “Point One. Victim. Male. Older. Heavy set. Severe injuries to the head. Died afraid.” he said indicating the man. “Point Two. Wallet discarded here.” Alex moved over to the little yellow card and the wallet, using numbers in clear violation of the yellow tag's lettering system. “But if you look at Point One, you can see he still has his watch and ring on his person. Easy marks left behind in an apparent mugging.” Alex said, comiting a crime scene sin by theorizing before he had all his evidence.