The Detective looks at the body in the morgue- green armour, gold ID- and takes a drag of his cigarette.
He looks between the corpse and his forensic scanner, chewing his lip, until the silence is broken by the sound of his radio.
"Detective, the captain's waiting for you in Security."
He looks between the corpse and his forensic scanner, chewing his lip, until the silence is broken by the sound of his radio.
"Detective, the captain's waiting for you in Security."