"I didn't know you liked that, but I did some detective work of my own. I asked the guy who workers at the coffee  shop what you like, he told me so i got that. And that's a shame, maybe old Jack will do me one and kill her husband." He laughed softly before he sat down at a small desk the chef had put in Mary's office so Delison so he could work. It seemed someone high up liked the kid if they were putting him on the fast trick to becoming a detective. The office just started to write a report on what he had seen and such at the crime scene.<br/><br/>a couple hours later....<br/><br/>Marys phone rang, on the other end was the lab. "Hey Mary, it's Beth down in the lab. The DNA test came back, but the thing is that it comes from a case that has been since sailed  from the continents in it. But you know me, so i can tell you about the case. So it was a murder, suicide. The husband throat the wife's throat and then put a bullet in his head. Leaving behind a teenage son, he was quickly ruled out as everything pointed to the father. I mean everything, plus the son was seen outside of the house. Anyways you are looking for the son, his name is Steve Smith. See yeah." then the phone was hung up.