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detectives,” she said. She made her way around the room and crouched down beside him next to the first body. Dr. Andrews just flashed her a large smile before starting his examination. “What do you have for us?” Rilynne asked.
    He gently lifted the first body just enough to retrieve the wallet that was visible on the ground beneath him. “You can start with this while I see what else this gentleman has to offer,” he stated.
    Matthews pulled the wallet from his hand while Rilynne watched Dr. Andrews work. The victim was on his stomach with his head turned toward her. His face-what little of it that was visible-was covered in blood. From what she could see, it looked like he had been shot in both the chest and face. Something about him was very familiar, but she couldn’t put her finger on it.
    Before she could mention it to Matthews, he let out a low whistle.
    “Well, Dr. Andrews, I can assure you this man is no gentleman,” Matthews said, motioning her over. “The victim is Marshal Teich.”

Chapter Four
    “ D amn,” she said. Her head was reeling. The frustration bubbled within her, though she couldn’t help but feel a little relieved. She would much rather have been able to prosecute him for his crimes, but at least she knew he would never kill again. “Who’s the other one?”
    Dr. Andrews reached over Marshal Teich and slid the wallet out of the second man’s pocket. Matthews plucked it from in between his fingers and flipped it open. “That would be Sam Baker.”
    “Isn’t he the man Teich named as his alibi for the Fields murder?” she asked.
    Matthews just nodded, his eyes sweeping around the room.
    “Well, it would appear at first look that they were both shot with the same caliber rounds. I’ll have the bullets sent to ballistics when I remove them, and they can give you a definitive answer as to whether or not they came from the same gun,” Dr. Andrews stated. Rilynne turned away as he pushed his thermometer into both men. She didn’t know why, but something about it always left her stomach twisted. “I’m putting time of death sometime between ten and twelve last night.”
    “What do you have, Summers?” Rilynne called out over her shoulder. Daniel Summers was in the process of digging something out of the nearby wall.
    “Judging by the spatter patterns, it would appear that there was one shooter standing about there,” he said, motioning about four feet from where Matthews was. “I have one round here in the wall, which looks to have been a through and through. I also pulled several prints off of the door.”
    Rilynne looked around the room before turning back toward Matthews. “Is this Teich’s apartment?” There was a note of excitement in her voice that she couldn’t hide.
    He pulled the driver’s license back out and examined it. “Yes.”
    She grinned and turned back toward Summers. “Tear it apart,” she stated. “Look for anything that might connect him to any crimes he may have been involved in.” She paused before adding, “It could give us a good idea of where to start looking for suspects.”
    Matthews just grinned and slowly shook his head.
    When they left twenty minutes later, Summers-accompanied by two other investigators-had finished with the living room and was working through the rest of the apartment. Rilynne wanted to wait until they found anything connecting Teich to the Fields murder, but finally conceded after Matthews’ third request to leave.
    “I need more coffee,” he said when they climbed into the car. “Would it be terribly cliché if we stop at the donut shop down the street?”
    “Yes,” she said bluntly. “But I wouldn’t say no to a few sugar ones.”
    *
    “What have you got?” Wilcome called out from his desk in the corner.
    Matthews spun around in his chair to face him. “We aren’t at a shortage of people who had issues with the victim,” he stated. “In addition to his muggings and recent murder-sorry, suspected