Df08 - the Night Killer
“As Diane looked at the bones, David and Hanks slipped out the door, leaving her alone in her office with Sheriff Conrad.
“I have your body,” Diane said to the sheriff.
Leland Conrad jumped as if his chair had shocked him.
“What?”
He leaned forward with his hand outstretched.
Diane rose from her desk, walked around to his chair, and handed him the box with the two small bones.
“They are finger bones from the right hand,” she said.
He peered into the box and looked up at her. “You sure they’re human?” he said. “Mighty small.”
“Quite sure,” said Diane. “They’re human. When the skeletal hand hit my windshield and broke apart, these two bones fell down into the recess behind the windshield wipers. And that’s where my people found them. The smallest one is the tip of the finger.” She held up her hand and pointed to the tip of her own finger. “Finger bones can be very small.”
“Looks like they’re from a baby,” he said.
“They’re from an adult. Infant bones are tiny indeed, and they wouldn’t be... ossified—hardened into bone.”MoreLess
“I have your body,” Diane said to the sheriff.
Leland Conrad jumped as if his chair had shocked him.
“What?”
He leaned forward with his hand outstretched.
Diane rose from her desk, walked around to his chair, and handed him the box with the two small bones.
“They are finger bones from the right hand,” she said.
He peered into the box and looked up at her. “You sure they’re human?” he said. “Mighty small.”
“Quite sure,” said Diane. “They’re human. When the skeletal hand hit my windshield and broke apart, these two bones fell down into the recess behind the windshield wipers. And that’s where my people found them. The smallest one is the tip of the finger.” She held up her hand and pointed to the tip of her own finger. “Finger bones can be very small.”
“Looks like they’re from a baby,” he said.
“They’re from an adult. Infant bones are tiny indeed, and they wouldn’t be... ossified—hardened into bone.”MoreLess
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