“Time of death between 6:40 and 8:12 last night, according to the elevator logs for this apartment…cause of death looks to be strangulation…notice the bruising around the neck see you can see the marks his fingers left behind…pay attention to the eyes…see petechial hemorrhages.” His voice faded from me
“Uumm hello can anyone hear me?” No one said anything me. XXX “No balcony on the second floor?” he looked disappointed. It was used that way by the owners before I purchased. I think you will be most impressed with it.”
“Nice,” he said, with no further elaboration as he trailed me. “HELLO.” Okay they can’t hear me…can you? A warm wet trickle ran down out of my pussy I knew it was blood.
