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1. Good Elf?
Natalie had seen a lot of things in her career. Dead bodies, victims of serious assaults and terrorist attacks. She had been sat at the side of more hospital beds than she cared to remember. Sighing heavily wondered what if anything could possibly be worse. She unlocked the car door as her mobile phone started ringing.
"I've just parked. Give me a chance." She sighed as Sam started to inform her of the crime scene. For a moment she wondered if he had indulged a little bit too much the night before at the CID Christmas party. Heading towards the area Forensics had already marked off she braced herself for what she was about to see.
"Guv."
"'Ello love." She smiled slightly as Joe pointed to the forensic tent. "What we got?"
"Santa fell off the roof."
"Excuse me?"
"He's right." Ronnie failed to hide his smirk. "The dead man is Santa."
"Don't be so ridiculous." Natalie huffed, looking towards Matt and Sam for some sense. Her DI looked up at the council estate flats that shadowed where the body was found.
"Guv." Sam paused as Matt rolled his eyes. "The bloke is dressed as Santa. Looks the part."
"Yeah, big red suit, red hat, beard."
"Ok." Natalie paused. "Sam, have you sent anyone up to the roof? Check if Rudolf pushed him?"
Sam stared at her for a moment before Natalie bit back her smirk. Shaking her head before he could answer she headed towards the tent where Chloe and Joy were beginning to pack up.
"Please tell me my lot are winding me up." She stated as the scientists approached her. Joy shook her head.
"I wont have an official cause of death until I have the PM result. Stinks of booze so I'll push for Tox to be done ASAP. That's all I can tell you." Joy huffed as the Coroner's van drove away with the dead man inside. Chloe shrugged.
"Sad innit. Santa. Dead at Christmas."
"It isn't." Natalie shook her head, beginning to wonder if she was the mad one and the rest of the world was completely sane. She folded her arms. "Yes, Chloe. Very sad."
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Angie sat at her desk reading the file she had recently opened. She knew Natalie and the others would be back from the crime scene in Peckham already expecting answers. Part of her just wanted to pack up and go home, but the overtime was definitely going to come in handy with Christmas just around the corner.
"Hiya luv." Ronnie practically bounced into the office as she smiled slightly. "Tea?"
"Kettle boiled." She answered as he started making the drinks.
"This one is gonna be a case 'n 'arf. I mean we had a dead crook dressed as Santa before but this. This guy actually looked like him. You know, overweight, white hair and beard. Even 'ad the red suit. Should a seen Sam's face when the Guv sent him to look for Rudolf!" He laughed as Angie raised her eyebrows.
"Rudolf?"
"As in reindeer."
"Yeah, I get that." She laughed. "But the Guv may not have been far off."
"Eh?"
"Ron, this is why I am paid to do the research." She turned the computer monitor for him to see.
"Bloody Nora."
"Yeah, my thoughts exactly."