“The bullet is in just about the same location,” Laurie said, pointing to the bright dot inside the outline of Bruno’s skull.
“Looks like slightly larger caliber,” Lou said. “I could be wrong, but I don’t think it’s from the same gun.”
“I’ll be impressed if you’re right,” Laurie said.
Laurie put up Bruno’s full-body X-ray. She scanned the film with a practiced eye. When she saw no abnormalities she replaced it with the X-ray of the unfortunate woman.
“It’s a good thing we took this X-ray,” Laurie said.
“Oh?” Lou said, staring at the foggy-appearing shadows.
“You mean you don’t see the abnormality?” Laurie asked.
“No,” Lou said. “At the same time I don’t know how you doctors can see much in these things. I mean a bullet jumps out at you, but the rest just looks like a bunch of smudges.”
“I can’t believe you can’t see it,” Laurie said.
“All right, I’m blind,” Lou said. “So tell me!”
“The head and the hands!” Laurie said. “They’re gone.”
“You miserable slut!” Lou laughed in a forced whisper to keep those at a nearby table from hearing.
“Well, it’s an abnormality,” Laurie teased.
Finished with the X-rays, Laurie and Lou returned to the table just in time to help Vinnie move Bruno from the gurney onto the table. Lou started to help, but Laurie shooed him away since he was not gloved. To save time, Laurie started out with the body prone.
The entrance wound looked much like Frankie’s although the diameter of the stippling was slightly larger, suggesting the gun had been a bit farther away. After taking all the appropriate photographs and samples, she and Vinnie turned the body supine.
The first thing Laurie did then was check the eyes. They were normal.
“After what you said upstairs I was hoping the eyes might tell us something,” Lou said.
“I was hoping as well,” Laurie admitted. “I’d love to give you that break you need.”
“It still might be important,” Lou said. “If Paul Cerino had acid thrown in his eyes, and if Frank DePasquale did too, it’s certainly a link. I think it’s worth my while to take a trip out to Queens and have a chat with Paul.”
After finishing the rest of the external exam, Laurie accepted a knife from Vinnie and began the internal. Again, with no pathology, it went very quickly.
As soon as Bruno’s autopsy was completed, Vinnie rolled him away and brought in the second floater. As Laurie helped Vinnie transfer the body to the table, someone from a nearby table called out: “Where’d that body come from, Laurie? Sleepy Hollow?”
After the laughter died down, Lou leaned over to Laurie’s ear. “That was crude,” he whispered teasingly. “Want me to go over and slug the guy?”
Laurie laughed. “Black humor,” she said. “It has always played a role in pathology.”
Laurie inspected the woman’s severed limbs and neck. “The mutilation was done after death,” she said.
“That’s comforting,” Lou said. He felt his tolerance was getting lower with every case. He was having more trouble dealing with this dismembered body than with the others.
“The decapitation and the removal of the hands was done crudely,” Laurie said. “Look at the rough saw marks on the exposed bones. Of course some of this tissue appears to have been eaten by fish or crabs.”
Lou forced himself to look even though he would have preferred not to. He was feeling slightly nauseated.
“The rest of the torso looks okay,” Laurie said. “No human bite marks.”
Lou swallowed again. “Would you have expected bite marks?” he asked weakly.
“If rape was involved,” Laurie said, “then bite marks are occasionally seen. You have to think about them, otherwise you can miss them.”
“I’ll try to remember that,” Lou said.
Laurie carefully inspected the chest and abdomen. The only finding of note was a right upper quadrant scar following the line of the ribs.
“This could turn out to be important for ID purposes,” Laurie said, pointing at the scar. “I’d guess it was a gallbladder operation.”
“What if the body is never identified?” Lou asked.
“It will stay in the walk-in cooler for a number of weeks,” Laurie said. “If by then we still don’t know who she is, she’ll end up in one of those pine coffins in the hall.”