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"Detective Warnos," Jeff called from the other side of the road, "Bodies over here."
Pulling on a pair of gloves I walked to the body and knelt down. The body was that of a man in his late fifties. It was easy to tell that he had been hit by a car. According to the driver though the man had been acting weird before he tried to cross the street.
My first instinct was the say he was on some kind of drugs or was drunk, but this town had taught me anything it was not to assume. Still, it would be nice to have a case that had nothing to do with the Troubles. A case dealing with drugs would actually be welcomed.
"Do we know who he is?" I questioned standing up.
"Gabriel Winchester," Jeff answered looking at the mans id, "He's fifty-seven and lives about three blocks from here."
"Alright. I'm going to go to his house and see if there's anything there. You maintain the scene."
Ducking under the tape I started my way to the house. As bed as it sounded I hoped that no one was there. Informing a family that their loved one was dead was the one thing that I truly hated about my job.
Turning onto the street I saw a handful of children playing in the street. I couldn't stop myself from smiling at the scene. I never got to do this as a kid. No one wanted to be friends with the freak that couldn't feel anything. Unless they wanted to prank me.
I started to make my way to the house only to have a ball hit my legs. Bending down I picked up the ball just as a child walked up to me. Smiling at the little girl I passed her the ball only to have an older boy take it from her hands.
The little girl stared at her newly empty hands tears filling her eyes. I stared at her for a moment not knowing what to do. When she fell down the tears streaming down her face I looked around to see if there was something I could do.
"My name is Nathan," I offered.
"Iris," the girl sniffled, "He stole my ball."
"He did."
"Want it back."
"Then let's go get it back."
Iris nodded her head standing up. I watched a few steps behind her hoping that they would be able to figure it out themselves. The little girl stood next to the boy before looking back at me. Nodding my head I watched her quickly talk to the boy.
For a moment I was sure that he wasn't going to give the ball back. Then he motioned to himself and his friends. Iris nodded quickly with a huge smile letting me know he had invited her to play. Once I was sure everything was safe I turned ready to go to the Winchester house.
"Nathan play?" Iris asked before I left.
"I'm sorry," I knelt down once more, "I have work to do, but I'll try to come back later to play. Okay?"
Iris looked so sad, but she nodded her head and ran off to play. Sighing I turned away from the children and made my way to the house. Knocking on the door I braced myself when I heard footsteps inside. So much for him having no family.
"Hello?" a woman greeted opening the door.
"Hello, ma'am," I said pulling out my badge, "I'm Detective Nathan Warnos. Do you know Gabriel Winchester?"
"He's my husband. Is everything...Did something happen, Detective?"
"I'm sorry, Mrs. Winchester."
"Here you go, Detective," Jeff said handing me a folder, "Here's what we have on the victim."
"Thank you," I responded, "I'll be in the chief's office."
Taking the folder I made my way to the office and shut the door. In truth I didn't want to deal with anyone right now. Telling Mrs. Winchester her husband was dead took more out of me than I thought. Right now all I wanted was to be alone. Thant and chocolate milk.
Chocolate milk was my favorite drink when I was a kid. I hadn't had it in years. It did sound really good though. With a shrug of my shoulders I placed the folder down and turned around. As I took a step closer to the door my head started to spin before the world turned black.