CSI Part 2

The detectives arrive in the form of DCI Katy Jackson and DC John Owen. DCI Jackson is thirty-seven years old, five foot ten inches with dark hair, blue eyes and dressed in a dark blue skirt suit. DC Owen is thirty-three years old, six foot two inches tall, of a medium build with dark hair and brown eyes dressed in a beige shirt with black trousers.

"Okay, so what have we here then constable," DCI Jackson addresses one of the officers.

"Its a male body maam, found in the hedge by the gardener, a man called Dave Bridges. Those other two are American, from Las Vegas. They are apparently two crime scene experts over here on holiday over here in our fair isle. "He deems to have looked himself and says it is a murder but not committed here. Something about lack of blood drops. He apologises if he overstepped the mark by taking a look. His name is Gil Grissom and her name is Sarah Sidle."

DCI Jackson thanks the constable and goes to speak to Gil and Sarah.

"Good afternoon, I am DCI Jackson of West Somerset Police. How are you?"

"We are fine thankyou. Its a very quaint town you have here. Weren't expecting a dead body to pop up," answers Grissom.

"Yeah, it kinda sucks a little," comments Sarah.

"Well my constable tells me you are crime scene investigators from the US."

"Yes we are. Taking a bit of a sabbatical at the moment."

"Apparently, you took a look at the scene," she says pointing to Grissom. "Care to give me your assessment?

Well I can only tell you what is fairly obvious," responds Grissom, "that it looks like murder. The victim has been stabbed in the chest and there is a decidedly lack of blood. He definitely wasn't killed here."

"Thank you. This is DC John Owen, he will take a statement from you and your contact details. Where are you staying?"

"We are staying at the Glendower House Hotel in Minehead," answers Sarah.

"Thank you. I know it well. Mnehead is fairly quiet as a tourist town goes."

"Well if you need an expert on bugs, just call Gil I am sure he will be happy to oblige. Won't you dear?"

"Well, yes, if I can be a help in anyway feel free to ask. Oh and everyone calls me Grissom."

"Thankyou, I am Katy," says the DCI. "I will let you get back on the train. Unfotunately we have had to hold it up so the passengers have been on there three hours. It will be allowed in, in a minute. Enjoy the rest of your trip."

"Oh, one more thing, I also do sign language as well as my crime scene skills," Grissom informs her.

The train pulls into the station very late. The locomotive a long green powerful steamer called 'Braunton'. Grissom is impressed by this engine. It is immaculate. And with their goodbyes, Gil and Sarah step onto the train for the journey back to Minehead.

"That CSI guy is multitalented," DCI Jacksn tells Owen, " bugs and sign language."

"That is impressive and slightly eccentric," Owen coments.

The two detectives speak to all the other witnesses and once the forensic experts have everything they need, the pathologist moves in and takes the body, which has allowed the train in.

"I will need the autopsy report as soon as possible doc," the DCI tells him.

"It will be first on my list, once I get back to the morgue," Doctor Tony 'Bones' Lessing replies. He is five foot eight, broadly built with greying hair in his late forties and one of the best coroners in the country. "Obviously stabbed, so at this moment in time it looks like murder."

"Thank you doc, that American fellow said the same thing."

"Well he must know his stuff."

The doctor then gets in his car and follows the van carrying the victim to the morgue in Taunton.