“Dennis Tibble worked over at Global. He was apparently some kind of genius.”
“But not genius enough to keep himself from getting killed.”
“He wasn’t just killed, Matt. He was slaughtered. You should have seen what someone did to his body.”
“It has to be some kind of maniac. Nothing to go on?”
“We aren’t sure what the murder weapon is, we’re waiting for results from the lab,”
“but it may be a broken wine bottle. The maid threw it in the compactor.”
“It looks like there’s a fingerprint on one of the pieces of glass in his back.”
“I talked to the neighbors. No help there. No one saw anyone coming in or out of his apartment.”
“No unusual noises. Apparently, Tibble stuck pretty much to himself. He wasn’t the neighborly type.”
“One thing. Tibble had sex before he died. We have vaginal traces, pubic hairs, other trace evidence,”
“and a cigarette stub with lipstick. We’ll test for DNA.”
“The newspapers are going to have a good time with this one, Sam.”
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