Chapter 63: Forty - Klempner

I ponder. "What will forty buy you these days?"

He arches brows. "From a street hooker in those areas? Pretty much anything most clients would ask for I'd have thought."

I gesture down to the brutalised corpse. "But not this." I'm thinking aloud, not really expecting a response, but he replies anyway, his voice quiet.

"No, not this."

"Where's the rest of her? Do we know?"

"Yes. Her internal organs were still with her, scattered over the surrounding area. We retrieved them piecemeal." He gestures vaguely to the second locker where, now I look, I see several boxes of the kind a hospital might use for the transport of biological materials.

"When you say scattered, was there any kind of pattern? As though he'd been trying to arrange or display them? Or was it random?"

"Random so far as we can judge. You have the photos of the site where she was discovered, I believe?"

"That's right."