"DVD's?" Gil asked, narrowing his brow in suspicion. "That screams devoid of attention in youth," he stated. "There's a great deal of depth to this."
He stepped forward, lifting his foot to verify he didn't step in a blood puddle. "Has the DNA been properly identified?"
He glanced into the bedroom and shook his head, "There's an entire story; a saga behind this. There is a great attention to detail here. Notice the blood splatter patterns. Something isn't quite matching up and yet I can't quite put my finger on it."
Truth be told, he was distracted. He glanced at Sara again. He missed her and it was making it hard to properly focus.