The breeze played with the curtain as the dry air stirred in the room, the rotten stench attacked the detective's nostrils as he scanned the room again.
This was the fourth hour that Tyler had been meticulusly combing over the crime scene for any shred of a clue.
"just 20 more minutes" he told himself as he did a final sweep of the entry and moved into the livingroom eyes scanning like a hawk, "there has to be something here!"
This was a standard appartment in an old neighbourhood and though the building was showing it's age it was still structurally sound. The walls were a drab colour and the furnishings were original.
"where are you?" he asked the room aloud. there was no reply. he quadrouple checked the magazines and couch cusions. Nothing. He moved to the tv with rabbit ears on it, nothing.
Spinning on his heels he viewed the room from the perspective of the Television, and it was then that it caught his eye, there was a dried out fern in the corner - it had been recently disturbed, he rushed over. Poking with his pen in the dry dirt beneath the brittle foliage - he felt something, "there you are!" he squeeled with delight. "I knew I would find you!"
Moving to the sunlight he balanced it on his pen, "I will catch you now..."
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