Agent Kelly was a tall man, even by my standards and that is saying much as I am six feet tall. He was at least six feet two, he was wearing a suit like the other Feds out in the crime scene. His black hair was tied as a ponytail and his physique matched that of wrestlers. I thought he could easily outrun criminals if the chase came to be on foot.
He looked up from a corner at which he was searching for evidence. After introductions, he led me through the gate and into the crime scene. The scene was horrendous. There was blood everywhere. Splattered across the floor, the walls and bits of the poor victims were lying everywhere now being marked with little yellow marker boards.
I came to know that the victim was an old lady.