Chương 59: Chapter 59

It looked like she had something under her fingernails. Again, not professional. Whoever had done this had to know she’d scratched them. They should have removed her fingertips, thereby making identification more difficult as well. Instead, whoever had done this had stomped repeatedly on her hands, breaking every bone and leaving behind an impression of a sole, clear enough I could see the pattern.

I opened the WGES kit and took out a couple of brown paper bags. I’d use them to cover her hands to preserve the evidence. This wasn’t my area of expertise—usually my job was just seeing that after a person got dead, it wasn’t traced back to the WBIS—but I pretty much knew the drill.