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located in The City, a part of murder by any other name, one of the many universes on RPG.

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Character Portrait: Jett Ryder Character Portrait: Katherine DeLise
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Katherine found sleep especially easy, considering how busy she'd been in the last forty-eight hours. She didn't plan on going into work early, deciding that she deserved the extra rest, but her phone began to ring a quarter past eight, rousing her from her slumber. A groan escaped her and with groggy hands she searched blindly for it. After realizing it had fallen in the night, she leaned off the edge of the bed and grasped it firmly.

"Lieutenant DeLise," she answered, struggling into a sitting position.

"Ah Katherine, did I wake you?" It was Dr. Gray, his voice amused. "You told me to call you if I found any interesting things from our victim's body? Well, I did. Can you come down to the office?"

Her ears perked and her mind jerked from its groggy state. "Of course, I'll be there as soon as I can."

"Wonderful," he replied with a laugh. "I look forward to seeing you."

Ending the call, Katherine tossed the phone onto the bed and struggled across the room in the dim light. She dressed quickly, another pant suit, and detangled her hair much less gently than usual. Not wanting to take much longer, she opted for minimal makeup, much more natural than her bold-lipped design from yesterday, and rushed out the door.

Dr. Gray was sitting at his desk when she arrived. He glanced up at her, staring at her for a moment before a wide smile spread his lips. "I didn't expect you to arrive so quickly," he said. "You look lovely."

"The body, Dr. Gray?" Katherine demanded and awarded him with a scolding frown.

He didn't seem to mind. "This way." He led her back through the building towards the examination tables. "Do you want to wait for Jett to arrive? I sent him a text, so I expect he'll be here soon." The expression on her face answered his question. He stopped at an empty table, likely where he'd done the post-mortem. "Well, when I was examining her body I found two things," he continued. From a rolling cart next to the table he produced two evidence bags, which he handed to Katherine. "In the wound, the tip of the blade chipped. It won't help us much until we find the weapon, but then we can match the missing fragment to the blade to confirm everything."

"Are these fibers?" Katherine asked, her eyes more interested in the second bag. "Or threads?"

"Threads, yes," Dr. Gray confirmed. "They were on the dress near the puncture, likely caught by the blade or hilt when the murder took place. I don't want to get your hopes up, Katherine, but you may pass it on to forensics for testing. They could pick up some clues or DNA off of it." He looked as though he wanted to say more, but his phone began to ring and he excused himself into the next room.