"I think we've got a serial killer." She all but lept out of her seat as Garret snuck up behind her.
"What?" She asked, getting up after regaining her composure.
"Third body, same MO as the last one, this time it's a female though, found on the opposite side of town, by the TWT." She followed him up to the autopsy room.
"Last one was found near Roxbury, right?" He nodded. They breezed inside, and she found Hoyt there, supporting himself on his crutches, leaning against the wall. "Detective." She acknowledged him, with a slight nod of the head. "You the investigating detective?" He shook his head.
"Liaison to the ME's office until I'm back up without these things." He clicked his crutches together. She nodded, knowing the feeling. "So another butchered body." She leaned over to take her own look and fill out the chart on the file.
"Same cuts." She pointed out. "Two in one day."
"On opposite sides of town." Woody pointed out, if a bit late.
"They weren't killed there though." Jordan looked over the body. "Would have been too much blood, there's none on him though." With that Nigel burst in, sheet of paper in hand.
"Right, got DNA back on the first two, the hair that we found matched." Jordan found a third hair on the third body.
"And I'm willing to bet that this one matches as well." She sealed it in a vial and handed it to Nigel who quickly left to compare the third to what they already had. "I think what we need more than anything is the crime scene."
"Right, I'll get on that." Woody hopped out, surprisingly fast on his crutches.
"My hand's going to fall off if we get another." She complained, shaking off the writers cramp that came from jotting down the information as quickly as the docs could spout it off.
"I'm with you on that, picking through someone else's leftovers is getting annoying." Jordan sealed what was left of the body up and started wheeling it down to the crypt. "Great first week back, eh boss?" Jordan elbowed Garret who just shook his head, as the two old friends all but forgot about her presence in the room.
She just smiled and marked off what they had found as the two medical examiners walked out, her following along writing all the way. "I'm beginning to miss my vacation, however forced it was." He replied, holding the door open for the gurney holding the remains of their poor victim.
"Walcott's going to be all over this." Jordan pointed out as the stuck the body back into one of the trays that would keep it cold enough to not decompose.
"She already was." She pointed out, sitting back down behind her desk. "That's why she stopped by earlier." Garret's face flashed with some sort of emotion that she couldn't place.
"You know Renee?" He asked, and she shrugged.
"Went to law school together" His stomach gave an audible growl and she laughed. "And since she dragged me out to lunch, you're welcome to what I left in the fridge, or whoever else wants it." She offered, kicking her feet up on her desk and grabbing a file to read and initial.
"I'm fine." He said, and she shrugged.
"It's there if you want it, pass it on to your staff if you don't want it, I'm not going to have it, and it's just going to rot. It's good gypsy bacon." He grinned.
"I believe you said the same thing last night. And you had sausage. Do you ever eat anything else?" She laughed.
"What can I say, cute little piggies, ducks, cows, chickens, deer, most other birds that I haven't mentioned and sheep were all made with the express purpose of being eaten. There are just some that taste better than others. If you're not going to eat it, I'm sure someone else will, that Nigel could use some meat on his bones, he's stick thin." Garret just grinned as he walked out, and she laughed to herself as he walked out.