"And probably not the last. Hi, Vinny. Didn't realize you were in the Windy City."
Shelly stood up and pulled the exam gloves she was wearing off, carefully tucking them into a pocket of her bag.
"The police aren't going to touch this, or the others. The media is going to mention this, but only to stir up fear. Between the two, we're going to have more than a crime here. We're going to have an injustice and a larger problem. The marks on her throat are needle marks but the bruises--or what SHOULD be bruises--tell me it was an extraction and not an injection and with some force to boot. Who do you know that would mechanically drain a body?"
The sounds of another person caused her to turn her head.
"Well. Perhaps I stand corrected and the police will bother to check this out."
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