-the yellow tape is lifted up as two detectives enter the house-

“I want a coffee Fritz! Go fetch it!” Detective Connor Jones orders like a smart ass.

“No you dumb ass I'm the lead detective,” Aaron sighs entering the room if the deceased girl.

“Ugh…” Conner rolls his eyes and enters.

-Aaron walks over and observes the girl as Connor asks the police questions-

“Its a suicide,” one says referring to the noose.

-a few minutes pass-

“Well it looks like a suicide to me. The chair, noose, everything in place,” Connor says stretching.

“Yeah…. But it's not,” Aaron says narrowing his eyes.

“Heh?”

“No letter, no shoe marks, and,” Aaron says revealing a shot mark on the girls neck, “an entry wound.”

“Wow, no wonder your the lead detective,” Connor says.

“Yes, and now, this is a case.”