“What’ve you got?” “Just what it looks like. He was shot twice in the back of the head. Death was probably instantaneous.” “Want to give us a time?” “On a gunshot wound? Don’t kid me.” “I thought you guys worked miracles.” “We do. But not during the summer.” “Can’t you even guess?” “Sure, guessing’s free. No rigor mortis yet, so I’d say he was killed maybe a half hour ago. With this heat, though…Hell, he might maintain normal body warmth for hours. You won’t get us to go out on a limb with this one. Not even after the autopsy is—”
