Just an idea that popped into my head... hope you take to it, I'm pretty into this idea, Stalex insured, review if you want me to continue.
Smoke lingered on the lips of Stevie Nichols. Taking a drag from her cigarette, she snubbed it on the wall of the alley, singeing the tan brick with grey ash and strode down the narrow passage with heavy footsteps. Summer in Manhattan was hell, there was no cloud cover to shade the team from it's relentless heat. Stevie felt her blouse crease and her black trousers absorb the heat, cooking her legs slowly but surely.
"What've we got?" Stevie blew out the smoke and glanced over to the WCSI's working the scene.
"Dead Male, early twenties, healthy... was healthy" her partner Detective Jo Dean grimaced, his chest heaved and his olive skin beaded with sweat. His grey shirt was blotched with sweat.
"Is it that bad?" Stevie had noticed one or two flies roaming the place.
"Hell yeah, the guy was frenzied" his breath was short and his words cut out. Stevie had worked with the guy for two years and had not once seen him look pale at the prospect of a body. It must be bad if Jo was cringing. Stevie pulled at her blouse to stop the material sticking to her skin.
Nichols approached the farthest dumpster and recoiled.
The body lay exposed and bloody.
Flies had already began to eat and nest in the torn flesh. The victims rib cage was on show for the world, the fleshy bones stuck out at odd angels and some had been broken to the extent of hanging off by a chunk of flesh. His face had been badly bruised, now purple and bloody.
Stevie felt her stomach lurch and she turned her back. The stench of flesh burnt her nostrils, she resorted to holding her breath, the summer blaze had increased the decomposition of the unfortunate.
Stevie noticed the W.M.E approaching and waved the skeletal woman over. Doctor Khoo was the only woman or wizard for that fact Nichols had ever met with the capability to love her job even when it was this bad.
"You'll like this one Doc" Stevie huffed and Khoo bowed her head under the yellow tape then almost skipped to where Stevie was stood.
"Nasty" Khoo stood wide eyed for a second, but soon set to work. Stevie held up her hands.
"Love to stay and watch Doc but I need to eat some time today"
She heard Khoo give and small chuckle and walked back over to Dean to see what he had.
"Werewolf" Stevie announced and Dean nodded, his expression had told her straight off. They guy hated them, ever since the Bane murders a few years back the guy had been icky around such topics.
"Seems like it, there the only arse wipes I know who can do that to someone"
"Did you manage to get ID from the body?" Stevie knew it was wishful thinking but sometimes they could identify a body in less than half an hour at the scene.
"Nah, his face is two beat up" Dean motioned to his own face as if Stevie didn't get what he was talking about.
"Finger prints then?" Stevie placed her hands on her hips, the heat was making her hungry and grouchy, she could feel it.
"Nah, it'll take the techs way too long... wanna join me in door to door?"
"No thanks, I don't like the fact that I'd have to show up at someone's door sweating like nun at a porno"
"Nice way to put it" Dean's sarcasm was dry and Stevie shoved the taller man.
"I thought so" Stevie smirked and looked back over her shoulder to witness Khoo holding up a fragment of bone to the light.
"On second thought... I might join you, Khoo is a being a little weirder than normal"
"Maybe it's a full moon" Dean wiggled his fingers as the pair ducked under the tape and out onto the city street.