DR. CARSON PULLED THE dental x-rays from the records he’d been sent, placing them side-by-side on his wall-mounted viewer with the ones he’d taken Monday afternoon.
He went meticulously from each individual tooth to the next, checking every facet of both images, and finally nodded.
“It’s her,” he murmured. “It’s definitely her.”
He turned off the wall panel and strode to his telephone to let Detective Wick know it was a confirmed match. Doctor Mike Carson’s ‘lady of the lake’ at last had a name.
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“LISTEN UP, EVERYBODY,” Joe began as he stood in front of the eight-man team he’d hand-picked to take with him to serve and execute the search warrant. “Our suspect should be considered armed and dangerous...”.
His cell phone ringing in its holster on his hip stopped him in mid-s
