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Chapter 4
"You were all dead on the money." The lab technician said. "The glass is the type used to make beer bottles. We even found traces of beer on it. We also found blood,semen, endometrial cells, and more semen.
"On the glass?" John asked.
"Yes. The blood came from two donors, one female-probably the victim- and one male we haven't identified but it matches the semen. We're running it through all the databases."
"Geez." John answered. "Just when I thought I'd seen everything. So tell me doc, how did the beer bottle glass get in there. I'm pretty sure she didn't give birth to the damn thing." He made no effort to hide his disgust.
All Fin could say was "Goddamn." And then under his breath he muttered "beer bottle glass...semen..blood.." He tried to wrap his mind around it. Finally he spoke "You don't think..doc, have you got a scenario yet?"
"As far as I can ascertain the beer bottle came first and second ejaculation. I guess the beer bottle wanted a piece of the action." The lab tech said.
"If he wanted to play rough there are plenty of professionals down town that would do it for $20, of course the bottle would cost extra." John added his insight.
"How the hell you know that?" Fin had to tease his partner as he gave him an accusing look.
"Back in Baltimore I had a guy with a broom handle shoved up his rectum. What killed him was the hooker who put it there shoved it a little too far and he bled to death. She said she actually believed he could take the whole broom handle. I guess she didn't know enough about anatomy."
The lab tech cleared his throat loudly. "If you're through with your trip down memory lane we were talking about this case."
"Don't mind my partner, he gets agitated easily. What else you got, doc?" Fin asked, looking squarely in John's direction. John looked right back at him with his famous over-the-glasses condescending stare.
"Well, let me see." He said as he looked over the report. "Oh, we found some skin around the edges of the glass. I'm guessing whoever did this got injured in the process."
John looked at his partner. "I'll put out a notice to the ER's not that it won't send up any red flags."
"In the meantime, let's go talk to Jackie again." Fin suggested. "I'll call Huang."
