Joe and Don walked back through the woods looking for evidence. Not many words were spoken. Twigs snapped as the policemen trailed down the muddy footpath.
"well we have the knife, we have the victim so far" Joe tried to make conversation but it was clear that Don was tired.
"yeah" he nodded his head, probably not knowing what he was agreeing with. Joe just carried on walking. It was like talking to a brick wall.
"ow! Joe!" he shouted. Joe turned around to see that Don had fallen into a bunch of nettles
"ha ha, what did you do?" Joe asked trying not to laugh.
"i tripped, can you help me up, please" Don pleededwhile holding out his hand. Joe laughed and helped him up. Don could hardly move. His face expression showed he was in pain. Joe laughed, Don just glared at him
"hey see if you can find a dot leaf" Joe grinned
"you think your so funny don't you" Don said sarcastically. He wasn't very amused, where as Joe, Joe couldn't breathe with laughing.
2 Hours later ...
"i don't think there's anything here?" Don said
"no" Joe said
"i think we should just wait until..if Carol wakes up and ask her"
"yes but where there any whitnesses?" Joe asked
"no, but she did have bruises on her wriste"
"bruises, when?" Joe asked
"when they found her." Don said
"why would anyone want to do that?" Joe was trying to put the pieces together.
"god knows, where was she going anyway?" Joe asked
"i don't know"
They were heading back. Due to the flooded roads they walked down the alley way.
"Joe, what's this?" Don asked. He examined a needle on the floor.
"yeah but they found her in the woods" Joe's voice echoed "or maybe that explains the bruises she migth have been attacked, struggled and ran through the woods"
"yeah, come on we'll go and tell Sargent. Miller" Don said. They walked back.