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Entropy
Standing in the evidence garage, Jane couldn’t fight her gut. It was telling her that something in this case was very, very wrong. The car was immaculate, both inside and out. There was nothing in the tyres and nothing that was out of place inside the car.
“I got something!” One of the forensics technicians crawled out from the car holding a pair of tweezers. Jane rushed to her side, “What is it?” she asked expectantly, hoping for an answer that wouldn’t give her some clue.
The staccato beat of heels on asphalt alerted Jane to Maura’s arrival and she smiled.
“Fibres.” The technician continued as she slid them into an evidence bag. “I’ll get them tested now.”
Turning towards Maura, Jane smiled. “Wanna come and do that gumshoe thing with me?” she asked, raising one eyebrow suggestively.
“Always.” Maura replied, her own smile playing devilishly on her lips as she turned and fell into stride next to her friend.
They pulled up in front of the DeLuca residence and Jane drummed her fingers on the wheel. “Something’s not adding up, the kid is lying to me.” She explained. “And we’re gonna find out why.”
They stepped from the car and headed up the driveway. “Oh look, dandelions.” Maura exclaimed. “I wonder if Bass would eat those.”
“Yeah Maur, let’s bring a turtle to a crime scene.” Jane oozed sarcasm and Maura turned smartly towards her. “Do you have amnesia?” she asked. “He’s a tortoise, and he enjoys dandelions.” She pointed towards the weeds growing in a small cluster in the corner of the lawn. “And I would have picked them for him.” Her voice trailed off as Jane crossed the lawn and crouched next to the weeds. “Wonder who broke this.” She said, reaching into her pocket for a glove before picking up pieces of broken ornament. She strode back to the car, retrieving an evidence bag and collecting all the shards of what she guessed was once a garden gnome.
“Remind me to beat Frost when we get back.” She smiled as she returned to Maura’s side, sliding a dandelion behind her ear. “And flowers, for the turtle.” She grinned mischievously.


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