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Entries by Detective Moby Truax - Homicide
Monday, June 22, 2015
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Monday, September 9, 2013
Journal Entry #31 - My final journal entry
18:25 pm
My stomach's growling
and I check the big clock on the wall, the one that reminds me of Mrs.
Copanis's third-grade classroom. It's after six and I'm thinking about getting a
burger. Or a salad. Doc says I have high cholesterol. I hate salad.
I been reading the same
paragraph in the Harrison report over and over. It just ain't sinking in. Probably because I'm still brooding over the phone message that was waiting for me when I walked in. Looks
like I ain't gotta worry about Vecchio anymore.
“Moby, I hate to do this
to you, and I hate delivering the news over the phone, but my office has
recalled me to San Diego. My flight leaves at 4:30 this afternoon. I don’t
handle goodbyes very well, so let me just say I hope you understand, and thanks
for everything. I learned a lot from you. Good luck with the cyanide case.
Knowing you, it’s just a matter of time.”
Short and sweet, just
like I like 'em.
But who am I
kidding? She was beginning to grow on me, like a stray pooch I took in
and had to give back. Don't know why I feel like this. Maybe I'm just gonna miss looking down her shirt.
The phone rings and it's Johnson. Tells me there are glaring discrepencies between his autopsy and
the offical report from OCME. Says the cyanide that killed Harrison ain't
what's listed in her report. But not only that, the report matches the poison
used in all the CK killings. Then he says someone had sex with the body after he
examined it and wanted to know how I knew.
Now I have my work cut out for me so this will be my final entry into my journal until I solve this cased. Besides, if I say any more, I'll give away the ending, and we can't have that, now can we?
Have a Merry Christmas, everyone.
December 23,2015
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Journal Entry #30 - I smell a rat
09:30 am
After I tell Johnson to check Georgia Parsons's autopsy
report for mention of her virginity, he puts me on hold while he calls up the
file. Atkins’s go-to-hell deadline has come and gone, and the only
thing I have now that I didn’t have before is another dead girl. Johnson comes back on the line and tells me there is no mention of a hymen,
but I know there should be.
I'm beginning to smell a rat, so I tell Johnson to perform a follow-up autopsy on Harrison and to do it himself. He ain't happy, says something about his daughter's soccer game. But I need proof there's a problem at OCME, and Johnson's unofficial and unsanctioned findings from the crime scene do not constitute proof.
I finish getting dressed for work and ponder the discrepancy. Georgia's best friend told me she was a virgin, a status most women no longer brag about, or consider a big plus when shopping for a husband. Johnson said he found a puncture wound on Riki Harrison's body and the specimens he pulled at the scene point to rat poison. But her OCME autopsy and tox reports have no mention of either.
It might be possible for the medical examiner to miss the puncture wound in Riki Harrison's body if it was small enough, but the tox screens are more exacting. If the screens are legit, then the problem is with the source specimens, and Johnson's follow-up will verify that. But the key to this whole mess centers around the organ biopsys of the earlier victims. If Walters finds matches where there shouldn't be matches, then DNA identification is the next step and I'll get Vecchio on that.
I don't believe in coincidences, but even if I did, there are too many questions floating around, the biggest of which is who performed Riki Harrison's autopsy....
... and I'm pretty sure I already know.
I'm beginning to smell a rat, so I tell Johnson to perform a follow-up autopsy on Harrison and to do it himself. He ain't happy, says something about his daughter's soccer game. But I need proof there's a problem at OCME, and Johnson's unofficial and unsanctioned findings from the crime scene do not constitute proof.
I finish getting dressed for work and ponder the discrepancy. Georgia's best friend told me she was a virgin, a status most women no longer brag about, or consider a big plus when shopping for a husband. Johnson said he found a puncture wound on Riki Harrison's body and the specimens he pulled at the scene point to rat poison. But her OCME autopsy and tox reports have no mention of either.
It might be possible for the medical examiner to miss the puncture wound in Riki Harrison's body if it was small enough, but the tox screens are more exacting. If the screens are legit, then the problem is with the source specimens, and Johnson's follow-up will verify that. But the key to this whole mess centers around the organ biopsys of the earlier victims. If Walters finds matches where there shouldn't be matches, then DNA identification is the next step and I'll get Vecchio on that.
I don't believe in coincidences, but even if I did, there are too many questions floating around, the biggest of which is who performed Riki Harrison's autopsy....
... and I'm pretty sure I already know.
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Journal Entry #29 - The common denominator
09:25 am
My job, my pention, not to mention the lives of innocent women, hinge on two possibilities: The lab results Walters is running,
and Johnson finding something out of the ordinary with Riki Harrison’s body.
Something blatant. Something that differs from OCME’s autopsy report—an
omission, a variation, a modification of fact, a misrepresentation of evidence
… hell, an out-n-out lie. Hunches and gut feelings are fine and they have their
place, but they don’t carry the weight of cold hard fact.
Johnson calls me at home. Accuses me of keeping banker’s hours. He says his tests on Riki Harrison points to rat poison as the killing agent. Found a
fresh needle mark in her left breast that he never would have seen had I not
put him in the body transport with her. Tells me that whoever killed Anya Eiffel,
killed Riki Harrison too. Now I wanna see what the official OCME report
shows. If it ain’t rat poison, then the lab is the common denominator. I
tell Johnson to keep this under wraps for the time being. Then I ask him
to pull the autopsy report for Georgia Parsons.
I wanna
know if there’s mention of her virginity.
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Saturday, September 7, 2013
Journal Entry #28 - Outside my authority
04:40 am
Something ain't sittin' right. Walters says
there's a mix-up in the tox lab and he's finding duplicate results on separate
vics. I don’t believe in coincidence, so I take a big chance and step
outside my authority.
Before the transport moves Ricki Harrison’s body
to the medical examiner’s, I tell Johnson I want him to take specimens and
check for sexual assault, here in the transport, before she leaves for the ME’s
office downtown. I tell him to run an independent tox screen on the sly. I want
to compare his results against those from the ME’s office. He’s not happy about
skirting procedure, not to mention undressing a dead woman in the back of the body transport, so I put a female officer in the van with him to cover his
ass.
Mine, not so much.
Then before I hang up with Walters, I tell him to
run tests on the baby bottle from the Templeton case since it was not tested. Kara
Templeton died from a commercial grade of cyanide. The same water was in the
baby’s bottle. I wanna see if the cyanide matches.
Walters complains about his social life and
Johnson thinks I’ve gone nuts.
I gotta think Johnson might be right.
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Journal Entry #27 - Different vics, identical findings
04:30 am
I tell Johnson to test the specimens from this
latest vic and keep it to himself when I get a call from the tox lab tech,
Walters. He tells me there's a discrepancy between the test results on
two previous vics and their official on-file tox reports. I asked him what he
meant by "discrepancy."
He tells me two separate vics have identical tox findings, almost
as if they were run on the same specimen samples. He thinks there's been an
accidental mix up.
Accidental mix up? Only one way know for sure.
I tell him to re-run the tox screens on all the vics.
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Journal Entry #26 - Breaking the chain
03:50 am
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I was not happy when Walters told me he didn't know anything about rat poison on this or any other case because Browing did the chemical testing. I asked if he was a certified forensics specialist, and he said he was. I told him that was good, and then added, "I hope you don't have any plans tonight. You're gonna run a few tests for me."
I set Walters to task, utterly ruining his Friday night. Early the next morning I get the call for a body in a bar parking lot. The vic is one of the bartenders. Young, pretty. Like the others.
Field ME Johnson is already there. He asks about Vecchio and has a look of expectation. I tell him she's sick and he deflates. Why does everybody think she's so hot?
I tell Johnson that Anya Effiel was killed with rat poison, but the forensics results on all the other vics were industrial grade cyanide. All identical, except for Eiffel. I gotta wonder about that. I ask Johnson to run his own set of tox screens on this latest vic. I want to compare them to the tox lab tests and see what we get. He reminds me that it won't hold up in court.
"Breaks the chain of evidence," he says.
Yeah, I know.
I set Walters to task, utterly ruining his Friday night. Early the next morning I get the call for a body in a bar parking lot. The vic is one of the bartenders. Young, pretty. Like the others.
Field ME Johnson is already there. He asks about Vecchio and has a look of expectation. I tell him she's sick and he deflates. Why does everybody think she's so hot?
I tell Johnson that Anya Effiel was killed with rat poison, but the forensics results on all the other vics were industrial grade cyanide. All identical, except for Eiffel. I gotta wonder about that. I ask Johnson to run his own set of tox screens on this latest vic. I want to compare them to the tox lab tests and see what we get. He reminds me that it won't hold up in court.
"Breaks the chain of evidence," he says.
Yeah, I know.
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