Chain of Evidence
“Bragg said sarcastically, “I don’t see how that might bear upon the investigation.” Teddy Bragg looked better today, more color to his face, less to his eyes. He smelled like cigarettes. The file for the Halloween suicide, Harold Payne, lay open on his desk. The small office was cluttered with paperwork. A Lucite microscope, a forensic science award, sat in the corner gathering dust alongside a canning jar containing a pancreas suspended in a clear fluid. Dart had never asked about the pancreas, but he’d seen it there for years. Lights glowed on a small FM clock radio, indicating it was switched on, but the volume was evidently turned down.“Before the suicide?” Dart asked curiously.“Definitely prior to the shooting, yes. We’ve lifted blood splatter from the surface of the rug.”“What’s the point?” Kowalski asked irritably.Bragg answered, “The point, detective, is who vacuumed that rug, when, and why? We checked with the wife, who explained that the housecleaner had been there the same ...day; but for reasons that I’ll get into, that doesn’t cut it.”“She was in there—the wife,”MoreLess
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