Modern Sherlock Holmes:
Characters are owned by neither Gunny nor Vann... D:
A mangled, battered body was sprawled on the ground. The murder weapon was still embedded diagonally across the bloody cadaver, chainsaw still running on low.
"Well, it would seem as if the perp sawed up the vic real bad, then left it hanging like he was in a rush. Now, what we need to find out is why," summarized Don Flack, jotting down his notes in his detective notepad while the body was examined and swabbed with clicks and flashes of cameras everywhere.
"No shit, Sherlock," quipped Danny Messer, stripping off his latex gloves.
A half-hearted glare was sent his way, which melted into a serious expression.
"Keep fucking digging, Watson."
Stella Bonasera snorted.
Mac Taylor quirked an eyebrow.