Bad Analogies Scene 10

Detective O’Leary hit the bloody landscape like a factory born widget dancing around the room.

“Hey! Be careful , wouldya,” howled the techie overseeing the crime scene like a dwarf analyzing atomic particles.

O’Leary stepped back, not so much out of respect or obedience but more as a strategic move. At this point in any investigation the techie held all the cards, and he would savagely dole them out to a salivating investigator like a white linen suit raking leaves.

“So, time of death, yet?” O’Lea