Inspector Maguire had been called out to many strange places in the past. He'd once had to investigate a murder in the abandoned fun-house of an amusement park, which had been Hell, mostly because his officers acted like scared school-girls the entire time. But he'd never been called out to an empty lot before...
"Where's the body?" He asked.
A construction worker held out a bag. It contained a finger with a bit of concrete incasing it. The worker made a sweeping motion at the freshly paved and solidified parking lot. "Scattered."
Well... This was going to take a while.