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Author: Alexa Grace
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find her and return her to her mom." Detective Williams paused for a second, then continued. "If you need anything for a definite identification by your forensic odontologist, I have her dental records. We collected them from Sophia's dentist."
"That would really help."
"I'll email them now. Let me know if one of the bodies is Sophia so I can tell her mom," said Detective Williams. "Since the murder took place on your turf, I'll send you my file on Sophia, and her mother’s contact information. I know you'll want to talk to her."
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Early the next morning, Cameron entered Dr. Bryan Pittman's office to find him with his feet up on his desk, his face covered by the report he was reading.
"What's a man got to do to get a cup of coffee around here?" Cameron asked, as he tossed a bag of muffins at Bryan's report.
"What the hell?" Bryan started to pick up the report, which now was spread across the floor. "The coffee pot is in the break room, and you know damned well it is. What's up?"
"I came bearing gifts," Cameron said as he pointed to the bag.
"Please tell me these are chocolate chip muffins from Mollie's Cafe."
"They are. Thus, the need for hot coffee."
Bryan punched a couple of numbers on his phone, "Mary Beth, would you please bring in a couple of mugs and a pot of hot coffee. I'm in a meeting with Detective Chase."
A minute later, both men were sipping coffee and devouring muffins.
"I may ask Mollie Adams to marry me just for her baking abilities," said Bryan.
"She'd be smart to say no to that proposal," teased Cameron.
"Yeah, well one of these days, I plan on dating that gorgeous female. I’ve just got to get her to say yes, and I'm very persistent."
"Keep dreaming, Bryan."
"Your brother was an idiot for breaking up with her."
"Seriously? That was only a million years ago. Brody was eighteen and she was sixteen. Ancient history, don't you think?"
"Just sayin'." After another bite of his muffin, Bryan said, "So what's up, Cameron?"
"I'm checking on the dental records I emailed you yesterday. Are they a match for one of the girls?"
Bryan straightened in his chair, flipped on his computer, and searched his email until he found the one from Cameron with an attachment. "Sorry, I didn't see your email until now. Let's check it out." He opened the attachment to reveal dental x-rays, and then pulled two files out of a drawer. From the first file folder, he pulled out the dental x-ray he'd made during the autopsy and held it next to the computer screen.
"This x-ray was taken of the teeth of the girl found in the trunk."
Cameron circled Bryan's desk so he could better see the comparison of the dental x-ray he was holding and the x-ray on his computer screen.
"As you can see, the teeth are different. The front teeth are a little crooked and there is a cavity in the lower molar. Doesn't match this girl. Let's check the other one." Bryan slid the x-ray back into the file folder, put it aside, pulled out the second x-ray and held it up to the screen.
"Perfect match."
"At least one of our victims has a name. Sophia Bradford, age 13, formerly of Gary, Indiana."
Bryan's office phone rang, and Cameron prepared to leave.
"Just a second," Bryan said to Cameron. He finished his conversation, jotting a couple of notes on a pad as he did. Finally, he placed the receiver down and turned to Cameron.
"That was Cheryl in the lab. We just got a hit on one of the victims in the Missing Persons DNA database. Our second victim is Amanda Jenkins, a thirteen-year-old runaway from Terre Haute. Her grandmother gave detectives there Amanda's hairbrush for a DNA sample." He handed Cameron a small yellow post-it note. "Here's the number for the detective in charge of her case."
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Alison Brown stared at the text on her iPhone in disbelief. He loved her? Anthony Burns, the sixteen-year-old, beyond handsome, and popular football player, said he loved her. She'd been searching her whole life for someone to
"That would really help."
"I'll email them now. Let me know if one of the bodies is Sophia so I can tell her mom," said Detective Williams. "Since the murder took place on your turf, I'll send you my file on Sophia, and her mother’s contact information. I know you'll want to talk to her."
<><><>
Early the next morning, Cameron entered Dr. Bryan Pittman's office to find him with his feet up on his desk, his face covered by the report he was reading.
"What's a man got to do to get a cup of coffee around here?" Cameron asked, as he tossed a bag of muffins at Bryan's report.
"What the hell?" Bryan started to pick up the report, which now was spread across the floor. "The coffee pot is in the break room, and you know damned well it is. What's up?"
"I came bearing gifts," Cameron said as he pointed to the bag.
"Please tell me these are chocolate chip muffins from Mollie's Cafe."
"They are. Thus, the need for hot coffee."
Bryan punched a couple of numbers on his phone, "Mary Beth, would you please bring in a couple of mugs and a pot of hot coffee. I'm in a meeting with Detective Chase."
A minute later, both men were sipping coffee and devouring muffins.
"I may ask Mollie Adams to marry me just for her baking abilities," said Bryan.
"She'd be smart to say no to that proposal," teased Cameron.
"Yeah, well one of these days, I plan on dating that gorgeous female. I’ve just got to get her to say yes, and I'm very persistent."
"Keep dreaming, Bryan."
"Your brother was an idiot for breaking up with her."
"Seriously? That was only a million years ago. Brody was eighteen and she was sixteen. Ancient history, don't you think?"
"Just sayin'." After another bite of his muffin, Bryan said, "So what's up, Cameron?"
"I'm checking on the dental records I emailed you yesterday. Are they a match for one of the girls?"
Bryan straightened in his chair, flipped on his computer, and searched his email until he found the one from Cameron with an attachment. "Sorry, I didn't see your email until now. Let's check it out." He opened the attachment to reveal dental x-rays, and then pulled two files out of a drawer. From the first file folder, he pulled out the dental x-ray he'd made during the autopsy and held it next to the computer screen.
"This x-ray was taken of the teeth of the girl found in the trunk."
Cameron circled Bryan's desk so he could better see the comparison of the dental x-ray he was holding and the x-ray on his computer screen.
"As you can see, the teeth are different. The front teeth are a little crooked and there is a cavity in the lower molar. Doesn't match this girl. Let's check the other one." Bryan slid the x-ray back into the file folder, put it aside, pulled out the second x-ray and held it up to the screen.
"Perfect match."
"At least one of our victims has a name. Sophia Bradford, age 13, formerly of Gary, Indiana."
Bryan's office phone rang, and Cameron prepared to leave.
"Just a second," Bryan said to Cameron. He finished his conversation, jotting a couple of notes on a pad as he did. Finally, he placed the receiver down and turned to Cameron.
"That was Cheryl in the lab. We just got a hit on one of the victims in the Missing Persons DNA database. Our second victim is Amanda Jenkins, a thirteen-year-old runaway from Terre Haute. Her grandmother gave detectives there Amanda's hairbrush for a DNA sample." He handed Cameron a small yellow post-it note. "Here's the number for the detective in charge of her case."
<><><>
Alison Brown stared at the text on her iPhone in disbelief. He loved her? Anthony Burns, the sixteen-year-old, beyond handsome, and popular football player, said he loved her. She'd been searching her whole life for someone to
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