Wyoming
Head of the Graveyard Shift
Re: A New Fight
Lindsay sighed. "Yeah, I'm fine, just a small cut from a glass he broke, but he didn't try to hurt me or anything, just get here as soon as you can, I'm going to go over the photos taken from the crime scene." she said before hanging up and taking the photos and examining them. There was an anti-mortem laceration on her arm, suggesting that maybe she was moving when she was being attacked, but then why wasn't there skin cells underneath her skin? Lindsay decided that they needed to try something when Flack got there. She changed into a white t-shirt, and looked over the photos again, noticing a bruise on the opposite arm of the laceration. Maybe she was held down by something or someone. Now she really needed Flack to get here.
Lindsay sighed. "Yeah, I'm fine, just a small cut from a glass he broke, but he didn't try to hurt me or anything, just get here as soon as you can, I'm going to go over the photos taken from the crime scene." she said before hanging up and taking the photos and examining them. There was an anti-mortem laceration on her arm, suggesting that maybe she was moving when she was being attacked, but then why wasn't there skin cells underneath her skin? Lindsay decided that they needed to try something when Flack got there. She changed into a white t-shirt, and looked over the photos again, noticing a bruise on the opposite arm of the laceration. Maybe she was held down by something or someone. Now she really needed Flack to get here.