An Eye for an Eye by Caroline Fardig

Author:Caroline Fardig
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: police procedural, serial killer, forensics, detective, women sleuths, indianapolis, strong female lead, crime scene investigation
Publisher: Caroline Fardig

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

I put on new gloves and a mask, and once the Mikrosil on my fingerprint from the spade handle was ready, I peeled it off. It revealed a perfect print, this one in a nondescript loop pattern. I took it to the computer and scanned it, and once I’d plotted the individual characteristics of the print, I ran it through AFIS. After a few minutes, I had a list of possible matches, with Samuel Fox, Leann Fox’s husband/convicted killer, at the top.

Deep in thought, I drummed my fingers on the desk. It stood to reason that a garden tool found at the Fox home would have Samuel Fox’s fingerprints on it. It was also quite possible that he was indeed guilty of murdering his wife, and their son simply couldn’t come to terms with daddy being a killer. Maybe Justin Fox’s insistence in us reopening his mother’s murder was less about finding the “correct” killer and had more to do with him wishing that his father was innocent and that things had turned out differently for everyone involved.

Delving into a sociopath’s motivations and feelings only made my head hurt, so I gathered the fingerprint evidence, boxed it up to take to the clerk, and logged my information. I then went to process the victim’s skirt. I ran the same procedure as I had on the blouse. The skirt was clean as well. Beck had taken the bra, so the only thing left was the underwear. I got it out, fearing the worst, but it was surprisingly clean for underwear from a death scene. When I shined the UV light on the fabric, however, the crotch illuminated all over. Leann Fox had had sex before her death.

Taking a step back, I thought for a moment. If things were so bad with her husband that he was the cops’ one and only suspect, it stood to reason that their marriage was degraded enough that sex wouldn’t factor in. Unless they had one of those overly passionate, volatile relationships where the line between love and hate was so blurred that sex was still a major component. Or unless he raped her before he killed her.

I stripped my gloves off and texted Baxter: Rape kit done or evidence of rape found during autopsy?

After a few moments, he texted back: No, why? Did you find some kind of evidence of rape?

Evidence of sex. Forming a theory. I’ll get back with you after more tests.

I put on a clean pair of gloves and marked the area around the stain with a Sharpie. There had been no cutting made from the underwear, so the previous examiner had not sent a sample in for DNA testing in the original case. Before I did any tests to check for semen, I carefully snipped a small area from the center of the stain, placed it in a tiny manila envelope, and labeled it as a possible DNA test. The only problem with that was I had three days to get a DNA test back—not thirty, which was the standard.

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