<div class="floatleft">(http://stmedia.startribune.com/images/1anoka1112.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Dr Irene "Goosey" Gander<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Arriving at 237 Pacific Way<br/><br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Monday, 4th May: 7:50<br/><br/><strong>Doing:</strong>Establishing her presence and moving inside<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Cassidy, Mike Holliday, Open<br/><hr/><br/>Pulling up along with all the other police vehicles, Irene grimaced. In spite of the uniform department's best efforts there was still a small crowd. Some had mobile phones out and were clearly filming, possibly even streaming live to the internet. It wouldn't be long before the press got wind of it. And that, Irene knew from working with the police a long time, would mean the UnSub would know they were after him.<br/><br/>And of course the County Coroner's official vehicle pulling up was a dead (pun intended) give-away that this was more than just a simple burglary!<br/><br/>Irene paused to admire the young woman's behind as she slid elegantly from the truck, then made her own exit. She didn't bother with ID. Everyone on the force knew her by sight and she simply lifted the police tape out of her way and strode past all the others and straight into the house, pulling on a pair of gloves as she did so.<br/><br/>"Ah, Mike, there you are", She called, spotting the lieutenant standing at the kitchen door. she walked over and looked past him. "Yuck! No matter how many I see, I never get used to it..." She shook her head. "Young miss Locke is here with me. Might I suggest that you go outside and organise your team looking for whatever might be found out there, while Cassidy and I deal with the immediate scene? I'm sure Cassidy has her camera with her and can record everything, and I'm sure you will want a estimate of time of death and possible cause?"<br/><br/>She smiled gently at the senior detective and casually took his elbow, steering him out of the kitchen. "I'll call you when I'm done".