CH. 61 Horrible people
(Rosemary POV)
Two little boys, these were two little boys who were abused and killed. Now their bodies are going to go into the Medical Examiner van and brought to my lab.
Two little boys that were taken away from their life so early, that just have happened to have seen how cruel some people could truly be and happen to have realized in such a moment that humans to can be a monster.
This situation right here, this crime scene, has made me angry. I am furious. I tend to keep my feelings hidden when it comes to some crime scene cases that I take on, but this could tug anyone's heart.
When you come to a crime scene, the first thing you have to make sure that you don't end up doing is getting attached.
You have to make sure you don't see yourself in the deceased victim or see anyone you care for in them. Once you do, the case can end up being too personal to you, and you can start to get attached. I care for all the cases I've had, and I've shown great emotions when it comes to wanting the cases to be solved the best and proper way, but that doesn't mean I let the case throw me on a roller coaster of emotions.
I will have to teach Jamison this because some of the cases we will face will cause him to feel these things, and it might even hit home for him.
"Dr. Lavender." A voice said.
A voice I know.
I turn around and face the two FBI agents standing across from me, Hector and Frank.
"Hello, you two," I said to them.
They nodded their heads towards Jamison and me.
I glance at Jamison and found him doing the same thing, even to Hector.
After all, this is serious.
Crime scenes are no time for bickering.
"What can you tell us from what you've gathered so far?" Frank asked me.
I tilted my head to the side and took a glance behind me, to where the boys once were. I wasn't standing where the boy's body was but a good couple feet away from it.
"The boys were most likely abuse, I saw signs of physical abuse on the bodies, but I am not sure if that is the only abuse that the boys went through. Another thing that I notice about their clothing is that it seems like both of the boy's clothing are dirty, so they've either been somewhere messy or kept that way. I notice that one of the boy's hands was holding the other boy's hand tightly, in a protective way." I said to the FBI agents.
"Maybe there's a chance that they're related to each other or even friends." Agent Frank Brown said.
"That could be true, or they met each other while they were captive," I said.
"It will be best for your team to look into any kids that have been reported missing that fit the images of these boys," I said.
They both nodded their heads.
"I have some speculations, but I think it's best to discuss them after I do an autopsy on the boys. When you two come to the lab later for the autopsy, I will discuss more with you all." I said, letting out a sigh.
"I hope your team will find the person who did this," I said.
"Well, your team helped last time," Hector said to me.
I turned my attention towards Hector.
"Still amazes me how you guys managed to do that." He said.
"The evidence speaks for itself," I said.
"Believe me; we weren't planning on having it happened like that," I told them.
"But, the way it happened, we were all able to find and have the person who did it caught. The families were able to find out what happened to their loved ones and were able to lay their family members to rest knowing that the person who did this to them will be held accountable." I said to both of the agents.
"I understand that Doctor Lavender; I am just saying, please be careful in getting involved with these cases in that way. I would remind you that you're not a field agent, so you shouldn't be going out and looking for the bad guys, but this isn't something that I need to tell the well-known smart Dr. Lavender." Hector said.
"Noted. Thanks for your concern for our lives. I am glad to know that you care about our well beings." I said, causing Hector's eyes to widen.
"I didn't know you cared for me this much, Hector. Now, if you will excuse me. My assistant and I are going to look more around the crime scene area." I said, walking away from the two agents.
Jamison followed me and was by my side in no longer than a couple of seconds.
"You know, as much as I don't care for the guy, he does have a point," Jamison says.
"He does, but it isn't our fault, and I have a feeling there will be some cases where we'll probably be involved in ways that we shouldn't, but I will be prepared to do that, especially when it means catching the bad guy," I said.
"Now that is exactly what I am talking about; I am down with you on that," Jamison said.
As we kept walking, we stilled when we saw Jamison's dad with two little boys.
"He's found them," Jamison said.
"Yes, thank goodness," I said as we approached them.
"Can you see us? You're not like him; you feel different." One of the boys said.
"They can tell the difference between who's a ghost and who's not." Jamison's dad said.
"Yes, I can see you two," I said to them; I watch their faces closely to see any facial expression that can help me see how to tell them what happened.
"Do you two know what's going on?" I said.
I looked at the boy, who was still holding onto the other boy's hand tightly.
"I think we died." He said softly.
My heart dropped, of course; I wanted them to know, but the way the boy had said it was what got me. He said it in a way that he was hoping that he would be wrong, that he was hoping that I would tell him something different.
Unfortunately, when he saw the look on my face. His face crumbled.
"He. He killed us; he killed us." He said, crying.
He? So it was a male who killed them.
Jamison walked up to them and squatted down to reach their levels.
"I'm so sorry, guys." He said to them in a soft voice.
"I'm sorry that this happened to you both. We all want to help you two, so please tell us everything, okay?" Jamison asked.
The younger boy, who hadn't spoken, finally decided to talk.
"I don't want him hurting more people, so please help. We will tell you everything."
(*Kassandra Speaks*)
The new case is starting; this time, the victims are two little boys. Who's been hurt, but by who? Who is this man that they spoke about? What happens to them? Is there anyone looking for them?
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