The orchestra. Beautiful truely in this case…terrible. You arrive at the crime scene and they take a few photos before letting will sit down and try to get inside the brain of the work to figure out what happened or how it happened, he is in there alone for ten minutes until they send you in.

To be honest your a personality hire your slightly under qualified but non the less you bring light.

You walk into the back of the auditorium and see will in the front row. Sitting completely still and straight his hands on his thighs staring at the body. You take your time to walk to him the click of Your shoes echo. You hardly know the guy but he clearly needs some… joy or something? You stop by the side edge of the row he is in not to spook him he doesn’t even turn his head. “I play with the orchestra in my free time.”

You said softly leaning on the arm of the chair. You don’t look at him you look at the man’s body on stage.