[“Hope you didn’t eat before you got here, Wilson.” The officer lifting the crime scene tape for him give him a sympathetic look, before shaking his head. ”It’s messy in there.”
He can see a bit of the blood as he makes his way to the door, but that’s nothing compared to what he sees once he gets inside. The blood is everywhere, smeared across the tile floor of the kitchen. The body can’t even really be discerned as more than a bloody pulp, mixed with fragments of cloth from it’s clothes.
“We think it’s the homeowner, Bruce Williams, but we’re not going to be able to tell for sure until we get the dental records.”]
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[“Hope you didn’t eat before you got here, Wilson.” The officer lifting the crime scene tape for him give him a sympathetic look, before shaking his head. ”It’s messy in there.”
He can see a bit of the blood as he makes his way to the door, but that’s nothing compared to what he sees once he gets inside. The blood is everywhere, smeared across the tile floor of the kitchen. The body can’t even really be discerned as more than a bloody pulp, mixed with fragments of cloth from it’s clothes.
“We think it’s the homeowner, Bruce Williams, but we’re not going to be able to tell for sure until we get the dental records.”]