Chapter 4:
The squint squad gathered around doctor Temperance Brennan as she circled the body, trying to retell the victim's tale of woe.
"Male, early twenties, no sign of physical trauma." She contiuned walking around the examination table, observing every bone and tissue of the male victim. Then she stopped and closely 'squinted' at the victims abdominals. "Impressive… it looks like our victim was very dedicated to working out." She poked at what was left of the 'six pack', "wow… once upon a time, thses were very nicley built abdominals!"
"Okay, so what killed the guy Bones? Too many pushups?" Agent Booth asked, laughing at his own joke. He looked around at the team, but he only got a smile back from Angela and Cam. "Typical squints…" he thought.
" Well, other than freezing to death? I can't say anything yet Booth, its too early for assumptions. These Bones will need to be cleaned in order for me to better examine the victim, and so Angela can do a facial reconstruction." Brennan, picked up two small jars and passed them to Hodgins.
" For now," he said, " I can do an analysis on the bug activity found on the body to determine approximate time of death… that'll give us something to work with." He took the two jars, and walked off the platform, towards the lab.
"Great! So then me and Bones, we can go do some questioning back at the café!" Booth declared.
"Okay, I ran a toxic screen test on our victim, and the results should be in soon, I'll give you a call when they're in Dr. Brennan." announced Cam.
" Thanks Cam," and with that, Brennan grabbed her bag and headed out the Jeffersonian with Booth's arm around her waist.
"… Okay, I will be in my office drinking coffee if anyone needs my assistance" teased Angela.
Back at the café, Booth and Brennan sat together, each with a cup of coffee, waiting for their number one eyewitness to show.
"So what do you think of the coffee Booth? It tastes better, right?"
Booth looked at his partner with suspicion, and gave her the 'eyebrow raise'. "Is this why your brought me here Bones? To prove your point?"
"Well, techinically, I actually didn't bring you here, you brought us here… but I thought I would take the chance to… you know…"
"You are not going to change my mind Bones. Coffee is Coffee."
As the two sat there sipping their coffee, Brennan recognized the waitreess from the other day. "Booth, Booth!" she wisphered, nudging him with her elbow, "that's the girl who came out screaming."
"Great!" he sacrcastically exclaimed, hopping off his chair, "we found our main witness."
Booth, Brennan, and the waitress, Katie, all stood outside, in the back alley of the café. Katie stood close to the door of the café, almost as though she was ready to bolt if she suspected any danger. Her arms were tightly crossed around her chest, and she nervesly bit at her nails.
"You were the one who saw the body correct?" questioned Angent Booth.
"Yes… one of our custumers ordered a berry blend, and we had run out of berries… so I went into the freezer to grab another box, and.. that's when I saw it." She nervesly replied.
Booth turned to his partner, surprised at what the girl had said. " Organic fruit Bones?" he wisphered, " They keep their fruit in the freezer… with dead bodies!"
"They're organically planted Booth!" Brennan protested. " They have to preserve them in cold temerpatrues to keep from from rotting."
He sarcastically nodded his head in understanding, but then smiled in victory because he knew he had won the argument against his partner. He turned his attention back to the waitress. "You said your name was Katie?"
The girl nodded.
"And, how long have you been working here, Katie?"
"About two years. I started out as a waitress, and then I moved up to assistant manger." As the girl was talking, Booth scribbled down all that she said.
"We are going to need a list of all the employees' names and contact information for future reference. As well as the name and address of the manger of this place." Brennan informed the waitress.
"Okay, yea, no problem. I can go get that for you right now, just one second." And just like that, Katie went back into the Café, to retrive the wanted information.
Brennan looked at her partner with questioning eyes. "You think she had anything to do with it?"
"What am I, a fortune teller?" he said, annoyed, "We don't have enough information to suspect anoyne yet Bones."
Brennan dissapointedly looked at her partner. "I guess he's right, I always tell him not to jump to concluions." she thought. As she was lost, deep in her thoughts, her cell began to ring.
"Brennan" she answered.
Cam's worried voice came out of the speaker phone. " The tests came back Dr. Brennan. You should come and have a look."
"Why? What's Wrong Cam?"
" It looks like out victim… was poisoned."
Brennan's eyes grew big at what Cam had just reveild. They were dealing with something worse then just a body in a freezer. It was going to be a case of great vengence. "Posioned?"