"No..not really. Oh to hell with it." She drinks down some of the cocoa.

"I'm a criminalist..working out of Las Vegas. The woman who died had been raped and shot twice in the head--left a vegetable--by some kid as part of a gang initiation.

"Her husband called me. Said I was the last person to treat her as a person and not another case number."

She shakes her head, staring off into space. "I truly wonder about people at times."