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"Brady. Harvey." Captain says.
"Captain." Harvey replies as we turn to her from the edge of the roof.
"What have we got?"
"Sometime last night, Mister Lucky there got tied to that chair, noose was dropped over his neck and he's heaved over the side." I cross my arms. "Some suits coming up for a smoke this morning found him."
"How'd he get back up to the roof?" Captain wonders.
"See that pulley there? My guess: it was the killer."
"Guy went to a lot of trouble to get him back up. Why not just leave him hanging?"
"Morning, Captain." Ed walks over.
"Morning, Ed."
"Morning, Brianna. The more you cut me the bigger I grow. What am I?"
"We're on a rooftop, Nygma. Don't tempt me." Harvey warns.
"A hole." I realize.
"Exactly." Ed grins.
"Yes, up top!" I hold up my hand.
"I'm a hole." He high fives me.
"Okay. Relevance?" Captain questions.
"There's a hole, a surgical incision in our victim's abdomen. Certainly postmortem. My guess: killer was looking for something. I'll have to examine the body more fully back at the lab."
"You mean the medical examiner will."
"Well, but-"
"You handle forensics, Ed. The bodies belong to Doctor Guerra. And he's made formal complaints. I can't cover for you anymore."
"I read you, ma'am. Loud and clear." Ed nods before walking away.
"So where's Gordon?" Captain wonders.
"Personal stuff. He'll be in soon." I nod.
"Hey, don't stand so near the edge."
"You worried about me, Captain? You know I don't start drinking till noon." Harvey jokes.
"I gotta spell it out for you? Detective Flass had a lot of friends, and your partners arrested him for murder. Accidents happen." Captain inquires.
"I put the cuffs on him." I shrug.
"Because I gave them to you."
"Because you wanted to." I slowly nod.
"So we should all be careful." Captain nods back before walking away.
"To hell with them." Harvey mutters before my phone goes off.
