The two detectives, Fred Morrisey and Ron Hayden, rushed to the scene at Ocean Beach as soon as they got the call. “The vic must have still been alive when he was buried under the sand,” Morrisey surmised as he looked down at the hand sticking up out of the moist sand.
“What a gruesome way to go,” Hayden said, as he was furiously taking notes. “Could it have been a prank gone bad?” he asked.
“I doubt it,” Morrisey said. “If this was an accident, there would be footprints in the sand, but whoever did this meticulously smoothed over the sand to cover their tracks. This was no accident.”
“Oh shit!” Hayden exclaimed. “My damn pen is leaking and now my fingers are all inky.”
“Go wash your hands off,” Morrisey said. “I’ll go talk to the ME and tell him he’s clear to get the forensics team to start digging the body out of the sand.” Morrisey walked over to where the medical examiner was waiting in the shade under the pergola for the detectives to finish their initial inspection.
“Doc, you gotta get your guys out there quickly,” Morrisey said to the ME. “The tide is starting to come in and we don’t want a rogue wave to destroy the crime scene before you can ascertain the time and cause of death.”
“We’ll get right on it, Fred” the ME said. “I’ll call you when I have anything to report.”
“Be sure to check under each fingernail to see if you can get any DNA,” Morrisey said.
“Thanks for the time savings tip, detective,” the ME said icily. “If I find anything other than sand, you’ll be the first to know.
Written for the Photo Challenge from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie. Photo credit: David Altmejd. Also for the following daily prompts: Word of the Day Challenge (inky), Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (pergola), Jibber Jabber (wave), Your Daily Word Prompt (ascertain), Ragtag Daily Prompt (fingernail), and The Daily Spur (savings).