"Don't touch that."
"What? Why not? There's no blood on it." Ozzy Baxter quizzed his partner. "It's all the way on the other side of the room."
"One thing I've learned in my time here is that you humans give off small amounts of dust bunnies constantly. You could be tainting important evidence." Adem Different said proudly, moving Ozzy's arm away from a small ming vase in Emma's apartment.
"Well, I guess I'll just sit on the. .." Ozzy moved towards the couch.
"Don't sit there!" Adem said rapidly, pulling Ozzy out of his movement towards the couch.
"Is there anything here I can do?!" Baxter screamed in frustration.
Edmund Gaunt stood in a far corner of the room, half shadowed. He remained silent. He'd taken off his glasses and seemed to be staring out into the room with his dark orbs.
Tilting his head back so slightly as to be almost imperceptible, he began to reach out, into the surrounding shadows, searching. . .searching. . .searching for the killer of Emma Siegfried.
