So now we have some evidence! I wonder what it means. Keep reading!
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Half Past Now
"My first responsibility is to my case," Riley tried to explain to Greg as she gathered some materials and readied to head out to the scene. "I'll call you when I get back to the lab and have something for you to see. I'm willing to work with you but I'm not compromising a conviction. If you really care about these people you're not either."
"Fine," Greg said in frustration. "I've got a case anyway."
"Okay, I'll call you," Riley agreed, relaxing a little bit. "Good luck."
"Don't forget," Greg reminded her. He was still frustrated that he couldn't actually do anything to help when someone he cared about had lost someone they loved.
A couple hours passed while Greg tried to immerse himself in his own case to pass the time. Though his mind wasn't completely with his job Greg wasn't the kind of guy to do any less than one hundred percent. He gathered evidence, pushed Robbins to do his autopsy first, made phone calls, did some research on the internet and by now had a good sturdy lead and a viable suspect.
He was just thanking Mandy for running his print information when his phone rang, it was Riley. "I was starting to think you wouldn't call me."
"I said I would," she laughed into the phone. "I'm about to go into autopsy. Do you want to meet me here? I've got some things you're going to want to look at."
"Sure," gathering his things and starting out the room. "I'll be there in two minutes."
Greg was surprised to see Nick with Riley as he walked into the lab. He gave the other man a happy smile, glad that he was there as he approached the lab table. Though Greg had spend the majority of his day hoping that they had falsely identified Marty, he hadn't been so lucky. His heart sunk as he realized that the man his friend was married to was indeed dead.
"Wow," Greg commented out loud. Nick stepped closer to him, though they didn't touch he felt his presence there. "I can give you a positive ID if you need one. This is Martin Gellar I'd know him anywhere."
"Duly noted," Riley said, making a mark in her file.
"Ready?" Doc Robbins asked, as he started to get ready to begin the autopsy. "I've got prints and a DNA sample ready for you." Then, after making sure he'd taken care of the obligatory bits he got down to business. "Now, there are a few things I think you'll want to look at. First, there were some skin and hair fragments under his fingernails. Indication of a struggle. Second, he has a small tear in his shirt near the cuff of his right sleeve. Last, and perhaps most interestingly, there I found twenty-six small white pills in his mouth and throat. The fact that they aren't further in the digestive tract indicates that they were ingested postmortem."
"Any idea what they were?" Riley asked, as she took the collected bits of evidence from Doc Robbins.
"No," Doc responded. "But I'm sure Hodges can figure that out for you."
"Of course," Nick agreed. "That's why we have a trace lab.
Meanwhile, Greg watched on quietly. There wasn't much that the evidence was ready to tell them yet but he was almost certain they were looking at a homicide. He didn't forget that Riley had told him she had some information of her own, he wondered what she'd managed to find. Until he had the chance to discuss it with her though, he'd decided to watch the autopsy quietly and try to think about what he was going to say to Liz.