<span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">The CME was speaking respectfully to Cat -- they'd worked together on a different murder in this case, and Doctor Norris respected her abilities.  "It looks the same as the last one, ma'am," he said with a deep sigh.  "I won't know more until I get him back to the house, but -- "<br/>
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"I trust your judgment, Charles."  Cat gave him a polite nod.  "I'll take your surface impressions and not hold you to it, you know that."<br/>
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The lead CSI tech wandered over, holding an evidence bag with an Apple watch.  "Found this on the vic.  Deader than he is -- completely fried.  Some sort of localized EMP, maybe?"<br/>
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"Maybe," Cat agreed, taking the bag to look at the watch herself.  More like magical overload -- not that she could tell Raines that.  "What's a Narco cop doing in a fleabag motel like this -- wearing a five hundred dollar watch?"  She glanced over at Gabriel, wanting his opinion -- but realized she needed to keep the others distracted from him while he did his wizard thing.  "Somebody brief me on his assignment here."<br/>
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There was a ringing silence.  Raines cleared his throat.  "He.  Um.  Wasn't.  On assignment.  Not here officially," he added.  "Ma'am."</span></span>