Another murder in one of the many shady alleys of Miami. Nasty bussiness...

Cops and the press flood the area, the crime scene being messy and hard to follow but that don't stop the detectives from making first hypotesis of the situation. Couldn't this be another victim of the The Bay Haybor Butcher? Pehaps... But jumping into eager conclusions are always-

"Surprise, Motherfucker."

The stern voice of Sargent James Doakes breaks the line of thought, making nearby rookie cops jump in surprise and making other investigators tense with his commanding pressence

"You better have a damn good excuse to be here in this investigation. Grab a crayon, and scribble this down. I'll see It later once you're out of my sight. Lab geek or amateur detective my ass"

He narrowed eyes, always observant and measuring people up in a habit that almost was uncanny