"Footprints, hair sample, thumbprints, anything?" Fort paces around as he asks forensics.
Natalie has been trying to catch his attention since they heard the news, to see if he's okay. She knows how much catching Madam Satan means to him and the fact that she just outsmarted them, won't be sitting well with him.
"The crime scene was clean, no sign of a struggle so he was killed and dumped there." Alexia, the forensic expert in their station answered.
"So we are back to square one?" Fort laughs out. At this moment, Natalie would prefer the shouting or looking at CCTV tapes over and over again trying to analyze it.
"We can interview more people, who knows someone may have seen something," Natalie suggests.
"And if we find someone, what will we do? We are just putting their lives in dang
