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Sergeant Collins was on the scene, and he was wound tighter than a jailbird at the San Julian, let me tell you. First murder of the month, and it had to be on his watch. Right now, he'd rather be stuffin' o-cakes down his mush. But a case was a case. Not that he figgered he was going to be the one to figure this stuff out. Leave that to the Private Dicks. Those gumshoes know what they're doing, which just leaves him with the only part of the job he likes: the pinch. He looked around cautiously. Where were those gumshoes anyway?

John walked stiffly onto the scene, carrying his cane in the crook of his arm, walking up to a nearby bystander John spoke "What have we here then?" the question light on his tounge. "A murder? Interesting, perhaps I won't rot in my room forever after all." Taking a step forward and breaking away from the crowd John crouched, taking a seat on his ankles, and glanced around the body looking for clues.

A thousand miles away from Gotham city. Bruce is away on a business trip to San Julian due to a client who is interested in a division of Wayne Tech Enterprises. Bruce didn't know much about this city other than his client; Mr Don Smith who was on the medical board of the hospital, had been interested in touching base with Bruce Wayne on a type of healing salve that very few hospitals in the world carried. The medical division at Wayne Enterprises had been the first to do research on it. Bruce was only in town for a few days and left Alfred back to tend thigs at the manner and hired his own limosuine driver for the time being the individual who had been a young man in his late twenties; Harland James had been assigned to Bruce while he was in the city. Harland was taking Bruce to the hospital where he was meeting with the board for the first time. When Bruce walked outside of the hotel to meet where the limo was parked waiting for him, he noticed an awful lot of foot traffic coming in and out of the hotel at 0700 hours in the morning and decided to follow it to the back of the hotel.



There he stumbled across what looked like an incident, a large group of people where standing around, the local PD had arrived on the scene to take notes. Looking on ahead a body laying there of a man with his hand on his chest and an expression on his face as if he knew who his killer was, Bruce noticed the features of the victim that his mouth was parted almost as if he where about to say something, but what? He turned his attention away for a minute to the crowd; nothing stood out except for a woman dressed in all black with an expression on her face as if she knew the victim and had been close to him but what puzzled him is that she was dressed in all black "usually black is mostly worn at a funeral, what kind of gal comes to this anyway dressed in all black", Bruce took notice of this as being very suspicious.


He then saw a police officer standing and overseeing the whole operation, he noticed that the officer had a name plate with the word Collins on it, then he had taken his eyes off of officer Collins and put then back on the victim where he noticed a priest standing over the body and another police officer takeing notes. Bruce manage to slip past the tape that marked the crime scene to look alittle closer with out beeing noticed to the victim who was also outlined in chalk; when he saw that the body had been bled dry and underneath the arm pit looked like an exit wound, "Excuse me sir" a voice came from behind him,"you can't be this close to the crime scene, your going to have to get back with everyone else, we can't allow you to contaminate the crime scene. Bruce looked up and noticed that it was Sgt Collins who was motioning him to stand back with the others, he ignored Collins and asked him who the victim was, Collins replied "Joseph Moniesson, son to Mr Edward and Sandra Moniesson, this was the first homicide in a month". Not like Gotham City where crime rate had been sky high.

This was unusual for a city this big or maybe they had a governor that was doing his job. Sgt Collins kept moving Bruce back to where the others where standing. Bruce turned and walked back to the limo opened the door, got in, and motioned the driver to the hospital where he was getting ready to meet with the board concerning this salve. On the way there he was thinking about the round that had went through the victims chest and came out the left armpit ;The victim had the look on his face as though he knew who his killer was, so the distance between the two had to be close. So the weapon had to have been a small pistol maybe a Beretta; maybe a .22. There's only a few pistols that could do such a thing.

The Limo pulled up to the front of the hospital where Harland got out and opened the door for Bruce. He got out and walked to the front of the receptions desk, "Hi, Bruce Wayne I here to meet with the Board. The Lady sitting at the receptions desk was a Brunette with dark brown eyes that looked like she was maybe in her late twenties, she locked eyes and smiled at Bruce with a flirtatious glance and returned request with a "I know exactly who you are, Mr smith and the others are waiting for you, go straight through those doors to the elevator on to the 8th floor and take a left there will be a large set of double doors". Bruce glanced at her and smiled with his boyish charms and proceeded according to her directions to the conference room, there he met with Dr Smith and the others and had there formal business like greetings. They start to sit down when Dr Smith was paged requesting his immediate attention at that moment he said to the others excuse me for just a moment; he got up and left for 10 minutes and then came back and told.

(I'm assuming because I haven't heard anything from anybody or the crew, that there is nothing in his fist.)

The clenched fist was empty. Alice left the scene and the dead man behind. Time to get more info on Monieson.