Abigail - S01 E04

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Abigail - S01 E04

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 4

In a cleared bushy path – it looks like a place where families would come for picnics or adventure. There was blood that flowed like a river and a sketched body of a dead person on the gra-ssy ground.

The forensic team was already present and also a prosecutor when Emma and Robert arrived at the scene, surveying the environment.

The officers who stood in front of the crime scene bowed slightly and make their way from them to enter.

They crossed the tape that states ‘Do not enter’ and approached the people already there who were examining the crime scene to gather up enough evidence to locate the murderer.

“Detective Emma, Detective Robert,” Mr. Reid, the forensic team leader shook their hands one after the other. “I’ve been waiting for you both.”

“We are sorry for arriving late. We were caught up in traffic.” Emma explained.

“I see.”

“Talk to him while I look around,” Robert said and started walking away.

“Okay,” Emma responded and watched him go to meet the photographer from the forensic team who was taking pictures of the place.

“Now that you are here,” Reid began, grabbing her attention once again. “I will like to show you something.”

“What is it?”

“Come with me,” They both walked over to a body sketch of the exact place where the body once laid on but is no longer there. “The body has been taken over to the morgue for autopsy.”

“Male or female?”

“Male.” He handed her a docu-ment. “His information is in there.”

Emma opened the book and scanned throu-ghit. The name of the dead boy was Steven Maxwell, 22 years old and a student of Frankenstein college. He was a freshman.

She closed the docu-ment and looked around, squinting her eyes a little bit because of the bright sun.

“Was there a witness?” She asked.

“Yes. A young girl who so happens to be his girlfriend. According to her story, they were returning from a party along with a few of their friends. They were high and didn’t know what they were doing. They crashed into a tree,” He pointed at a tree that truly had a car smashed into it. “There wasn’t a way for them to go back home because it was late and they couldn’t get a cab. They decided to crash here for the night. And in the morning, they found their friend/boyfriend dead. How true does the story sound?”

“Hmm.” Emma hummed, staring at the damaged car. “Did she say who was driving?”

“Not really. However, it wasn’t her or Steven.”

“How many were they in the car?”

“Including Steven, they were a total of six.” He answered.

Emma took out a small book and jotted down the key point of what she will be working with to solve the case. She handed back the docu-ment that contains the victim’s information to Mr. Reid.

“What is the girlfriend’s name?” She asked after a moment of silence.

“Uhm, Julian.”

“Julian…” She repeated and scribbled the name on the jotter. “Julian and the rest of their friends are our top suspects. They were the ones who saw the victim last. Although, her story doesn’t really add up.”

Reid nodded in agreement. “I thought I was the only one who noticed.”

“Was there any kind of injury in his body? Like a cut? Stab? Strangle? Anything at all?”

“He was stabbed severally by the side of his stomach. He must have offended someone to warrant such a painful death.” Reid noted.

“You didn’t find the weapon used?” She asked.

“No. I found nothing. And being the fact that they were more than one person present at the scene… We can’t use the footprint or fingerprint to detect the killer unless we find the murder weapon.”

“What knife do you think was used to murder him?” She asked.

“A kitchen knife with a straight blade,” Robert answered from behind, joining them. He saw the confusion in her eyes, she must be wondering how he got to figure that out. “Pascal showed me the image of the stab.”

Pascal was the photographer from the forensic team.

“Oh.” She mouthed. “Students are becoming more vicious by the day.”

Robert knew exactly what she meant. She wasn’t just talking about the current case but the one that had happened this morning as well.

“Let’s go, Rob.” She cleared her throat. “We have some college students to question about the death of their friend because it seems like there is a frenemy in their midst.”