Notes and Disclaimers are at the beginning of Chapter One.
Part Three - The Autopsy
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When Margie returned to the lab, she was glad the lab techs and other CSIs seemed to be oblivious to her latest case. Apparently, word hadn't gotten around about the victim being at Grissom's house, or Grissom being the suspect.
She hurried over to the morgue to find Dr. Robbins finishing up the autopsy. "Sorry, I wanted to take my time," she apologized.
"I can understand," he replied. "David mentioned where she was found."
Margie raised an eyebrow at the oblique reference and fixed Dr. Robbins with a direct gaze. "I'm doing my job, nothing more, nothing less. What I find goes into my report, good, bad, or in between."
Dr. Robbins nodded at the vehement statement. He understood the position Margie was going to be in. Between a rock and a hard place - Ecklie and the sheriff on one side and Grissom's team on another. Sighing, because he knew whose side he wanted to be on and couldn't, he began running down the autopsy results.
"Single gunshot wound, right to the chest. Tore open the aorta. She never had a chance."
"Can you estimate a range?"
"There was stippling in the wound, so I would say close range. Less than two feet."
Margie nodded. "Anything else?"
Dr. Robbins looked uncomfortable. "She, ah, had intercourse not long before her death. I didn't find any bruising to indicate it was non- consensual. I sent the vaginal swabs to the lab for analysis."
"I found a condom near the bed. Probably not going to find any seminal fluid." Margie put her hand to her forehead. "This does not look good, David."
The medical examiner nodded slowly. "I ran into a few cases like this in Virginia, Margie. They're not easy on the investigator. If you ever want to talk…"
Margie smiled gratefully at Dr. Robbins. "Thanks. I might take you up on that."
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Part Three - The Autopsy
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When Margie returned to the lab, she was glad the lab techs and other CSIs seemed to be oblivious to her latest case. Apparently, word hadn't gotten around about the victim being at Grissom's house, or Grissom being the suspect.
She hurried over to the morgue to find Dr. Robbins finishing up the autopsy. "Sorry, I wanted to take my time," she apologized.
"I can understand," he replied. "David mentioned where she was found."
Margie raised an eyebrow at the oblique reference and fixed Dr. Robbins with a direct gaze. "I'm doing my job, nothing more, nothing less. What I find goes into my report, good, bad, or in between."
Dr. Robbins nodded at the vehement statement. He understood the position Margie was going to be in. Between a rock and a hard place - Ecklie and the sheriff on one side and Grissom's team on another. Sighing, because he knew whose side he wanted to be on and couldn't, he began running down the autopsy results.
"Single gunshot wound, right to the chest. Tore open the aorta. She never had a chance."
"Can you estimate a range?"
"There was stippling in the wound, so I would say close range. Less than two feet."
Margie nodded. "Anything else?"
Dr. Robbins looked uncomfortable. "She, ah, had intercourse not long before her death. I didn't find any bruising to indicate it was non- consensual. I sent the vaginal swabs to the lab for analysis."
"I found a condom near the bed. Probably not going to find any seminal fluid." Margie put her hand to her forehead. "This does not look good, David."
The medical examiner nodded slowly. "I ran into a few cases like this in Virginia, Margie. They're not easy on the investigator. If you ever want to talk…"
Margie smiled gratefully at Dr. Robbins. "Thanks. I might take you up on that."
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