Disclaimer: Own nothin, apart from the migrain and 'Wilson & Son'. :D
Spoilers:
a/n: Ok here goes...
a/n 2: I forgot to mention, this is based about a year after season 4, and Danny and Lindsay are together. These first two chapters are Lindsay's POV, but this may change in the next chapter.
Lindsay sighed audibly and pushed her hair back from her face in frustration. She was getting a migrain and received no results from CODIS or AFIS on the blood Adam found at the scene. It wasn't a match to their vic but belonged to a caucasian male.
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Adam paged Lindsay to let her know that the wood chippings at the scene and in the wound of the vic were a match. Both were pine and were used by a furniture factory up state named 'Wilson & Son'. He told her Angell was pulling up a list of employees.
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Lindsay joined Sid in the morgue a short time later.
"Well Sid, any ideas on the weapon used?"
"Yes, you were right in saying it's a sawn off shotgun. Adam sent the bullet he recovered to ballistics and they confirmed this," Sid replied. "Death was instant, the bullet cut straight through the aorta, we're looking for someone with good aim or a lot of luck," he finished.
Lindsay nodded, "We're thinking it's a worker at 'Wilson's' furniture factory, maybe a machinist with good hands?"
"Yeah, it was definitly someone skilled."
"Ok Sid anything else?"
"No, thats about it, I didn't notice any bruising or defensive wounds. Nothing to indicate she fought anyone."
"Thanks, anything else just let me know," Lindsay replied.
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On her way out Lindsay met Danny.
"Hey, I've barely seen you all day," she greeted.
"Yeah, plenty of work," he stated dully. "I'll meet you for food, whenever suits."
"Ok, just let me know," she replied, already on her way again.
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"Monroe! Hold up," Jennifer Angell called.
Lindsay turned. "What have you got?"
"Someone handed in a bag, found it in a bin not far from the scene. It belongs to our vic. She kept a phone in it, and it rang not five minutes ago. I answered and it was a nursery trying to find out when she would come and collect her son." Angell said sadly.
"She must have dropped him off and was on her way back when it happened," Lindsay answered solemnly. "Any ID?"
Angell pulled out her notebook. "Yeah, Cindy Callens."
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Linsay froze.
"What?" she turned suddenly, facing the direction Danny had just headed in.
"Oh shit, Danny's in the morgue, he's gonna see her."
