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entire stream.
    A man in a white blood suit walked up to him. He lifted his goggles and Tommy recognised him as an old friend from Operation Bell. Matthew O’Hara, forensics extraordinaire, Tommy was glad he was the one put in charge of this murder, easy to work with. Tommy nodded to him and Matthew nodded back.
    The stream below ended in a storm drain, a huge circle that, regardless of the time of day, was always pitch black. The circle had in front of it a huge grille of iron bars and most mornings it prevented the piles of litter dumped in the river not making it into the sewers so that it could be picked up by whatever poor sod the council hired to do it. Today there was more than litter caught against the rusted bars.
    There she was no doubt about it, Amy Clancy. Years as a Garda had steeled Tommy, but the sight of her bobbing in the current was enough to leave him reeling. She was naked, while beside her floated a white towel that she seemed to have been wrapped in before it came loose, seeing as it was still tangled in one of her legs.
    She had very pale legs, with hair highlighted blonde and dark green eyes; she looked just like the girl in all the photos he’d spent the last week pouring over. There were, however, two major differences between the girl in the stream and the girl in the photo in Tommy’s wallet. The first was her forehead, which was bloated and bruised as if she had been hit with a heavy object and the second was her chest; which was a mass of bone, blood and muscle. It was an absolute mess.
    As per procedure, Tommy didn’t show his disgust or revulsion, he just turned back to Sean and nodded.
    ‘It’s her.’ He said. And Sean turned away in disgust.
    Tommy then looked at Matthew.
    ‘Tell me about the body.’ Tommy asked.
    ‘She wasn’t killed in the park, instead she was brought here and dumped after, it seems, she bled out. The dumper wrapped her in a towel and threw her down into the river there.’ Said Matthew, pointing to a part of the decline where the grass was poached.
    ‘Seen anything of note?’ Tommy asked.
    ‘We collected biological evidence around the dump site, it’s already on the way to the lab but it will take forever. No real fingerprints and I think the towel will be washed by the river, so we won’t get anything from that. The only forensics we can hope for first off are trace fibres, the killer was sweating, or he scratched, and some DNA fell off him and onto the grass. I’ve everybody searching the grass for anything at all, but we’re shorthanded.’ He said.
    ‘I’ll get you some men.’ Said Tommy.
    ‘Thanks.’ Said Matthew, and he walked back to the tent. Tommy turned and went back to Sean, who had finished putting the call into Ballyfermot.
    ‘So what now?’ Sean asked.
    ‘More tech guys will be coming down, you just make nobody who’s not one of us gets into this park.’ Tommy said, and Sean nodded.
    Tommy took out his phone, went to the contacts and found the name SUPER. Mousey picked up on the third ring.
    ‘Yello.’ Said Mousey on the other end.
    ‘Super. I’ve just ID’d Amy Clancy’s body. She’s dead boss.’ Tommy said, leaving the introductions aside.
    ‘Balls.’ Said Mousey.
    ‘I’ll inform the parents, but I look like shit. I need to get home and shower and put on a shirt and tie. I should be there in an hour, just make sure it’s not leaked on the web before that.’ Tommy said.
    ‘Sure thing Tommy. I’ll sort it.’ Said Mousey, and Tommy could hear him heaving his heavy body out of a bed.
    Tommy pressed down the red button and went back to contacts. Next he found the number labelled ANNE. It took her six rings to pick up.
    ‘Anne, it’s Tommy here. Get dressed, I’ll be picking you up in half an hour. Wear something formal.’ He said and hung up without leaving her place to reply.
    Before he left to troop back to the house he took one last look over his shoulder, and stared at Amy’s face; though she bobbed up and