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Did somebody die?___es,_ I replied.__ho?_ he asked, starting to freak out. I pulled out my notepad and asked him if he knew a Marcie Tucker. __arcie? Hm, Marcie, it doesn't ring a bell but_ Oh yeah, the temp who's filling in while my regular assistant is out, I think her name is Marcie. In fact, she was supposed to be here today. I was actually starting to worry that_ Wait. Is she___nfortunately yes,_ I said, __arcie was found in her apartment late last night uh_ no longer alive._ My bedside manner has never been my strong suit.Dr. Taggart looked distressed and began to ramble incoherently for a minute. I let him work through it though, I figured it was his way of grieving. I wouldn't have even paid attention to it except for the fact that it was kind of goofily, ineptly_ well, poignant:"Oh, uh, Oh my God. That's terrible. I uh_ I hope she didn't have any family. I mean, I don't hope she didn't have any family, what I mean is, if she uh_ if she didn't have any family then there would be nobody to get all bummed out about this and uh_ you know, when something like this happens, you always think about the poor, heartbroken family, so uh_ if she doesn't have any family then uh_ the bright side would be that nobody would, you know, have to be all bummed out."Hm. I guess I never thought of it that way. Awkward wording aside, he's kind of got a point there.

Eventually everyone dies, but death, in various forms and ways, still comes as a shock. Then they throw dirt in your face. Then the worms eat you. Or they consign you to flames. The flesh sizzles and the bones crackle. be grateful it happens in that order.

I am a practitioner of the science of deduction, of using the known facts in a case to unveil the unknown._ - Sherlock Holmes, Sherlock Holmes and the Whitechapel Murders