Part Two. Sequel to The Civil in the War.

Blood on a Parasol

Chapter One

Susan H

Brennan prepared her report on the last case. The DNA results on the parasol confirmed the blood definitely belonged to Thomas Kincaid, and traces of DNA found on the handle belonged to Luther and Marisol Harper. But the blood found on the broken tip of the handle belonged to, Marisol.

Brennan read Kincaid's toxicology report. She picked up her phone.

"Dr. Saroyan."

"Cam, the toxicology report on Thomas Kincaid shows his blood alcohol level at .208. That's pretty high."

Brennan heard Cam rifling through papers.

"Yes, my notes show I ran the test twice, because the level was tagged. Is there a problem?"

"I'm just clarifying some details for my final report. I also show the blood on the broken handle belonged to Marisol Harper."

"That's correct. You did say that Luther beat her bloody with the parasol."

"Yes, that's true. Cam, can you test the cotton for possible traces of Marisol's blood?"

"All of the blood was tested. It belonged to Kincaid."

"If Marisol was beaten bloody with the parasol, shouldn't her blood be somewhere other than the broken handle?"

"Meet me on the forensic's platform," Cam hung up.

Brennan dialed Booth.

"Booth."

"Booth, I found some discrepancies in the DNA on the parasol. Have you run a background on Marisol?"

"She checked out Bones. Marisol Gutierrez Ortiz, born in Puerto Rico to Alfredo and Rosario Ortiz."

"That's interesting."

"You know Bones, my first impulse is to give you a smart aleck retort, but if you find something interesting, you probably have a point."

"Gutierrez sounds more Mexican than just Hispanic in general."

"And…?"

"I don't know yet. I believe her mother was Mexican or of Mexican origin. The child usually carries the surnames of both parents. Often, the father's name is first, and the mother's second. In this case, Alfredo is surnamed Ortiz, so I assume they used the more modern custom of placing the paternal name last."

"Bones, I'm working on patience this week."

"Well stop. The Booth I know and love is impatient."

"Oh, so you love me."

"It was a figure of speech."

"Please get to the point."

"I don't think Luther killed Thomas Kincaid. I think Marisol did."

"What does that have to do with Mexico and last names, and whatever else it was that you said?"

"Well I don't know the significance yet. I'm just gathering facts."

"Oh, excuse me. I'm still learning to speak Squintese."

"You're back."

"Yes, Bones, I am. Thank you for squelching my attempt to improve myself."

"Meet Cam and me on the forensic's platform."

"Yes sir, Sergeant!"