Date/Time: Monday, 16th July, 0815 hours<br/>Location:  Crime Scene<br/>Who:  Entrance<br/><br/>Eddie O'Keefe was already amped up on adrenaline and caffeine as he pulled up to the front door in his Crown Victoria and walked up to the officers guarding the door.  He flashed his shield and curtly said "O'Keefe, Police."  They quickly walked him back into the kitchen.  Eddie has been on the force for the last fifteen years, and had worked his way up to Detective Sergeant.  One never truly gets over the sight of blood or the sight of a murder, no matter how long he has been in the police force.  Eddie O'Keefe was one of those people.  He tried to look cool, sipping on his usual cup of extra-strong coffee, but beneath the surface he was a raging torrent of emotion.  But he attempted to relaxe himself and saw CIS Williams looking over the body, which was under a white sheet.  He was careful not to get too close...lest he contaminate the crime scene.  "Morning Chloe" he said in his mild southern drawl "you know we gotta stop meeting like this..."  Chloe just shot him a withering look and Eddie realized now was not the time for humor.  "So Chloe...what do you know so far about our victim?"