Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Body of Evidence

This particular case had to deal with a missing body. Someone named Brad Watts. This didn’t sit well with Whitehead. I was unaware of his uneasiness till we ended up at the mortuary. Turns out Whitehead saw Night of the Living Dead as a kid, never been quite right about it since.


















Luckily, I wasn't at the precinct when Momma came around for her usual charity work. This time was the annual MPD benevolence fund raiser carnival. Momma has a way of getting her volunteers to “volunteer” for exactly what she wants. This year I was hoping not get volunteered. Don't think I could handle 25 request for Elvira.

Whitehead wanted to rule out zombies. It was gonna take some “digging” to find the body. Our next lead took us to his buddy Matt. He confessed to taking Brad but his story didn’t hold much water and wasn’t much help. But we got him on body snatching and sat on him.

Greenback got a lead on another suspect, his ex-girlfriend. Turns out his stalker ex-girlfriend gave us a lead of her own. Her unauthorized surveillance pointed us to Garden Meadow apartments.


We had to go to the projects to do more “digging”. Got several doors slammed in our faces. Of course no one wants to talk to the police in these neighborhoods. With no cameras or people willing to help, we had to find some eyes and our luck was turning.


It’s true; Whitehead does look like a rascal. We checked out the stair well as our tip had conveyed. Our survey of the scene got us evidence that turned our accidental death into murder.



We decided to check out where Brad worked which then led us to some of his own charity work, which in turn had us on a little chase.


To Whitehead’s relief, we finally found the body. But it didn't coincide with our theories. All his organs were missing. What kind of person would steal a dead man’s insides??

We found out whoever stole Brad's body to begin with was looking for a key. The key to all of this led to a locker where Whitehead had himself a cathartic moment about zombies and his cat Pickles. Not sure what he was thinking naming his cat Pickles.

In the end, we were able sort it all and close the case. To say the least, Brad’s mother was very grateful.

On another note, Momma’s charity was a total success and she even got me to perform. It wasn't Elvira. Can’t help but think she might of had some help.