The police littered the yard in front of the house. They searched everywhere for any type of evidence, but there wasn't any to be found.
"What do we have now?" The young investigator asked a nearby FBI agent.
"It's the same MO. Another lady with a less than respectable background; her throat was slashed, as she bled out over there, the spray all over this wall in the corner means that this is where the initial slash happened. Our guy painted a rose on the wall over there with the victim's blood." The agent said pointing to places around the room that was filled with lab techs collecting samples.
"Same scene, different flower. Later he cleaned her up, and redressed her in fancier clothes and painted her up and placed her in the chair." The blonde agent briefed, shaking her head.
"I don't understand why he cleans them up and makes them look nice." She replied looking horrified.
"Remember Melody, it could be a lady doing all of this. I only wish that whoever is doing this would mess up, and leave us a single clue of who they are, and what their motive is." Thomas chided looking at his watch.
"Shit! I'll have to leave you to finish up here Melody, I have classes I have to get to on time for a change." The young intern investigator cried, waving as he walked out the door.