The footprint is smudged, clearly whoever stepped in the pool of blood didn't realise it was there, and skidded. The print is in fact relatively clear at the end of the skid, and shows a clear tread mark, plus a clear logo of a well known brand of running shoe. A number that could be a six or a nine depending on how you look at it, is also neatly embossed in the congealing blood.<br/><br/>Around the back of the house, the back yard is neat and orderly, paved over completely in patio flagstones.  There are a couple of large plant pots with weeds growing out of them. A small shed in one corner is securely locked with a padlock and hasp. There are no footprints anywhere and clearly no abandoned shoes or other footwear. About the only thing that<i>might</i>possibly be of interest is the broken pane of glass in the back door,<i>right above the lock</i>, with the key<i>on the inside.<br/>
</i><br/>Louise nodded and headed out to her wagon to fetch the gurney. She looked around at the ransacked room. She had been burgled a few years before and the burglar had left the place in pretty much this sort of state. They just threw anything they weren't interested in to the floor, picking up anything they thought might be of value. It was very rare for a burglary to end in murder though, at least in her experience. She enlisted the help of one of the uniform cops to bag the body and lift it onto the wheeled trolley. She would be able to tell Noah a lot more once she got the<i>as yet unidentified</i>corpse back to her lab.