CJ didn’t have any expectations or interest with the house. He’d seen too many like it – all cookie cutter. He found more interest in his two companions. He watched Noah’s expressions on seeing the house and his quirky comments. CJ smiled.<br/><br/>Of course, it took Logan to make the most obvious remark as they headed up the stairs to the bedroom. CJ raised an eyebrow and smirked. “Don’t you wish.” It was more of a threat than a question. At the top of the floor CJ could only follow Logan as he had not been in the house. It wasn’t an issue, Logan was the type of guy that demanded to be followed.<br/><br/>Looking back to be sure the ME didn’t stop to admire the architectural details, he noted the difference in Noah’s demeanor from Logan’s. Both tasty.<br/><br/>The bedroom had not been touched, though one couldn’t really tell unless he looked closely. Because the elderly deceased didn’t die an overly vicious death…though asphyxiation wasn’t exactly dying in dreamland…there wasn’t blood or a chaotic crime scene.<br/><br/>CJ noted that a glass was on the floor, toppled over and blankets were thrown about. He didn’t have the same senses as Logan and Noah for a crime scene. He didn’t see past any obvious details. “I…I guess I wasn’t sure what I’d get from seeing it in person.” He shrugged, nearly sitting on the side of the bed before catching himself…crime scene and all.<br/><br/>“It’s not like I can see dead people.” (shout out to Aaden – Barn…that’s a character in our other game that can see the dead) CJ said out of frustration.<br/><br/>He looked over at Logan who again looked completely calm. CJ presumed the cop had two levels – comatose cool and feral animal. Now he appeared cool. Noah seemed to take it all in, his mind calculating all the possible variables.<br/><br/>CJ felt…dumb. He clenched his jaw and walked around the bed. “Mrs. White with her underwear in the bedroom.” He said offhandedly, a metaphor to the game Clue. There were so many cliché suspects…<br/><br/>The jolted ex-wife. CJ had a paralegal looking in at the will and any divorce/death clauses.<br/><br/>The son. Logan could look into any out priors or debts.<br/><br/>The nurse. Anna Nicole?<br/><br/>CJ sighed and stopped as he raised his hand to run it through his hair. It would completely mess it up. It was a habit he picked up from his father. CJ loved to run fingers through his hair, mostly have others do it, but his father had an issue with not looking like you were going before the Supreme Court every day. His father hounded in the importance of appearance and it seemed to manifest itself in some mild OCD tendencies.<br/><br/>Right now CJ needed a drink. He looked at the bed again. It was big enough to fit all three of them. He swallowed hard at the thought.<br/>