I Like To Get To Bed With

Everyone Is Doing Forensics.

I Constantly Remind People That Crime Isn't Solved By Technology; It's Solved By People.

I Dropped Chemistry. I Practically Blew Up The Lab In College.

He Was Pushing Fifty, With A Face Life Had Chewed On, And Long Wisps Of Graying Hair Parted Low On One Side And Combed Over His Balding Pate.

I Find It Difficult To Attend Autopsies. Especially The Smells.