"I am."<br/><br/>Robin had only been living in San Francisco a little over a month, but was already used to the question. Nolan Ryder, her boss, was the medical examiner most Inspectors expected to see arrive at a crime scene. When he had been promoted, he had offered Robin his old job. The office was a mess and he needed people he could trust to do their jobs without him breathing down their necks. They were down two medical examiners, there are been some layoffs when the shit hit the fan about how backlogged the office was. Only Nolan and a very pregnant lady named, Doctor Clara Lang, had kept their jobs. Doctor Lang was going to be maternity leave soon, which would just leave Robin and Nolan. Especially since the City Administrator was dragging his feet about letting Nolan hire some replacements.<br/><br/>"Although as much paperwork he has now, he probably wishes he wasn't the boss sometimes."<br/><br/>Robin knew Nolan could get stressed with all the added pressure. Although, he did agree to the job when it was offered, knowing that the office understaffed and his first priority was to try and clear the backlog of cases while making sure new cases were handled quickly. Too bad for Nolan that people had to die everyday. She couldn't say for sure what exactly caused Mister Lopez's death, but she had a feeling it wasn't an accident. He didn't show any signs of drowning to death. From her preliminary exam at the crime scene, it appeared he had died before he hit the water.<br/><br/>Robin nodded her head to the Inspector.<br/><br/>"My job is to figure out how he died, yours is to figure out how he got in the water. I'll give you a call once the autopsy is complete, it'll be a few hours."<br/><br/>Robin told the two men, taking the card. It depended if someone else was using the autopsy room or if it was even prepared for an autopsy. She hoped so...She didn't want to have to talk to Doug Pennycuff about it. She didn't like the autopsy gremlin. He was an assistant but a waste of space. He was in his mid twenties but didn't like do anymore then he needed to do. She waved at Clayton to let the EMTs through and told Joe and Sam she'd be in touch soon.<br/><br/>Robin got back into her car and followed the ambulance to the medical examiner's office. When she arrived back with the body, she was angry to see that the autopsy room looked like it was done for the night. Doug was the only morgue assistant on duty for the rest of the day and he had taken it upon himself to close up shop early. He had sitting on the exam table, with his cell phone in hand. Texting away without a care in the world.<br/><br/>"Get off the table and help me get Mister Lopez on it."<br/><br/>Robin ordered with a glare, Doug looked up at her annoyed.<br/><br/>"Can't we just put him in the freezer? I got everything put away. You can do his autopsy tomorrow morning."<br/><br/>Doug's cell phone beeped that he had a text and he immediately returned his focus to his phone.<br/><br/>"No. His death was-"<br/><br/>"He's still going to be dead tomorrow. What's a few more-"<br/><br/>Doug had cut her off and that made her even more pissed. She already didn't like the man and that fact he was sitting there texting away, it really set her off. If she wouldn't have lost her job, she probably would have just punched him in his little punk face. Robin grabbed the damn phone out his hand.<br/><br/>"Hey! That's mine!"<br/><br/>"You can have it back once Mister Lopez has had his autopsy."<br/><br/>Robin replied with a glare and pocketed his phone in her lab coat. He glared back at her and for a moment just sat there like an asshole on the table.<br/><br/>"Don't make me get Doctor Ryder."<br/><br/>Robin warned, feeling like she was threatening a child. He grumbled as he hopped off the table.<br/><br/>"Fine...Bitch."<br/><br/>He muttered under his breath but Robin still heard him. 'Fucking idiot,' Robin replied back in her mind. She wanted to call Doug that to his face but she had to stay professional. Of course, she would be letting Nolan know that she thought he needed to fire Doug's ass. After much grumbling and bitching from Doug, Robin was finally able to begin the autopsy on Gabriel Lopez.<br/><br/>As she promised, as soon as she had Mister Lopez sewn back up and the more private parts of his body covered up with a sheet, Robin called the Inspectors to meet her in the autopsy room. It didn't take Joe and Sam long to arrive, since they all shared the same building.<br/><br/>"Hello, again."<br/><br/>Robin said as a greeting to the inspectors. She had a clip board in hand.<br/><br/>"Mister Lopez did not die as a result of a drowning. He was dead before he hit the water...."<br/><br/>Robin could have went into a huge explanation like some crime shows did about how someone died, but she always thought that was overdone. She told the inspectors what they needed to know on how she determined that drowning was a not a cause of death. Joe and Sam surely picked up fast that she always referred to the victim as 'Mister Lopez'. Her mentor, her former boss in LA, had taught her that. By calling the deceased by their name, it made you remember they were a person. A person who deserved to have the story of how they died told. Calling them 'the victim' was too impersonal. She lifted Mister Lopez's left leg and showed the inspectors that there were marks on the back. Like he had been dragged a small distance. Probably from a parked car to the water's edge.<br/><br/>"...These happened post-mortem. After he died, someone dragged him and dumped him into water."<br/><br/>Robin set the leg back down as she continued.<br/><br/>"The water washed away any DNA of who could have dumped his body. I sent a sample to our lab with a rush to see if cocaine was in his system. Since that is what we were told was his drug of choice."<br/><br/>Once Joe and Sam had confirmed from outside sources that Gabriel Lopez had been a cocaine user, that was the drug she told the lab tech to test for.<br/><br/>"Of course, this isn't like 'CSI' and it will take a day or two, even with the rush, to get back the results."<br/><br/>Robin hated how people thought that just because television shows got DNA and tox results back by the time some song was done, that it happened in real life too. It didn't, actually a full tox screen could take weeks. Since she knew what drug to look for, though, she could have a faster result.<br/><br/>"I can tell you that Mister Lopez had been a long time drug user. He has the tell tale signs..."<br/><br/>Robin said, pointing out the needle marks of his arms. He looked older then his age and there was his teeth. All shown signs of a drug user.<br/><br/>"...Of course, I don't need to tell you that a dead person can't drag themselves in the water."<br/><br/>She couldn't say for sure if Gabriel Lopez had been murdered but someone was guilty of trying to dispose of his body. He could have overdosed and someone got scared and tried to dump the body. Although there were easier places to dump a body then Black Point Battery.<br/><br/>"Pending the tox screen results, I'm going to say that Mister Gabriel Lopez died under suspicious circumstances."