«A sin is usually committed for the protection of someone or something. But sometimes, the secret gets so big that the sin get's out of hand, resulting in a murder.»
-Come on Georgie! exclaimed Mike Fillion, looking at his 16 years old daughter.
-Sorry dad, I already have plans.
The men shook his head at the red-headed, preparing himself for a reply before he was interrupted by the familiar ring of his cell phone.
-It looks like I have something to do today after all, quietly said Mike before answering.
-Fillion
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-So what do we have here? asked Mike, handing a steamy cup of coffee to Jill Ferras, his partner.
As a coroner, Mike worked with the New York Police Department where he had been partnered with Ferras. While they also worked with loads of other people, Ferras and he were always the first one to go on the crime scene.
-A foot somewhere in the elevator of Prickett and son.
-Fascinating.
Jill gave him an odd look before opening the large glass doors of the law firm. Like a magnet, a young man practically flew to them. He wore a dark grey suit, and looked impeccable. Sporting a pair of large glasses, he had the look of a freshly graduated law student, hoping to break into business.
-Hi, I'm Edmund Staub, intern here at Prickett and son.
Without waiting for their answer, he automatically continued his nervous speech.
-The body is in the elevator B, I'll show you the way.
-How exactly did a body ended up in an elevator? mumbled Ferras.
-You would be surprise, replied Mike.
The three of them went through numerous hallways, passing by official-looking offices. Staub suddenly stopped in front of an open elevator.
-We were wondering if it would be possible to be as discreet as possible, considering that Prickett and son is a very important law firm doted of a very good reputation.
The two partners exchanged looks before Ferras turned to the young man.
-We'll do our best Mr. Staub, but you have to understand that this is a murder.
Edmund Staub nodded, nervously shifting his weight from one foot to another before going back to his office, mumbling under his breath something that looked like a goodbye.
-So here we are, the crime scene in the law firm specialized in murder.
-You really think you're funny Fillion? asked Ferras, raising her eyebrows.
-Don't you find it ironic?
Seeing Jill had a look close to exasperation, he began to look for the body.
-I thought there was only a foot in there, he stated, looking at the numerous pieces of body splattered on the elevator's floor.
-Someone got the few remains out, explained Ferras.
-Well let's look at this, he said, putting on some latex gloves.
Browsing through the bones, he finally found the one he wanted.
-I know the sex, concluded Fillion.
-How do you know this? inquired Ferras.
-By the shape of the pelvis.
Looking at her, he pointed a few parts, trying to do some further explaining.
-As you can see right here, the pubic angle his way shorter than a female. It mostly makes a V while a female bone would make an U. It can be mainly explained that a woman's body is build in a way that she will be able to carry a child. Other than this fair difference of angle, the area in the middle of the pelvic bone is generally larger for women, which is not the case here.
Although Ferras seemed to remain confuse about this whole thing, she got the necessary as she stated that it was a male.
-Alright, now we have to do some further research for the murder of a male.
-P