Code 61 - Donald Harstad [122]
I called, and his secretary said he was on his way to Davenport to do an autopsy, and patched me through to his cell phone.
“Peters, here.”
“Doc, it's Deputy Houseman, up in Nation County.”
“Carl! I called earlier.”
“Yeah, we got a little busy with the case. Did you know that somebody snuck into the funeral home and drove a stake through Edie's chest?”
There was a long pause, and I thought something had gone wrong with the phone.
“You've absolutely got to be kidding me,” he said, at last.
“No, 'fraid not. Our local ME took a look at it this morning. So did I.”
“My God. Who did it?”
“Toby. You remember? The squirrelly one. And we've pretty well established that he was probably there when she was killed, too.”
Another silence. Then, “Right. Well, then, you might like to know this when you talk with him.” And he went on to explain what he'd done.
He had, as a routine precaution, examined each section, piece and fragment of the tissues from the wound in Edie's neck under magnification, primarily to make certain that the edges of the pieces were consistent with the use of a sharp edge, and not inflicted in a contrary manner. For court purposes. But, while looking at the three main segments of her right jugular vein, he'd come across a puncture mark. It was small, with a cut running right above it. But a puncture mark, nonetheless.
“Really?” What else to say?
“Remarkably like the puncture you'd expect to find from, say, a syringe. Or an IV stick.”
“Really?”
“And, I've found an amount of a substance called warfarin in the blood samples. It prevents clotting; you can find it in Coumadin. Not naturally present in the body, of course. It has to be administered.”
“Really?”
“You know how I hate to speculate,” he said. “I don't want you going off on the wrong track because I've misled you.”
“You bet.”
“But I'm virtually certain that the massive wound in her neck was inflicted post mortem.”
I was quiet.
“And that the wound was inflicted to cover up the needle mark,” he said. “There doesn't seem to be a corresponding mark in the skin. We're not completely finished with the examination yet, but I'd be willing to bet that the cut was made directly on the external puncture, to cover it up.”
Wow.
“With the warfarin, the puncture … She could bleed to death very easily. Not really quickly, but fast enough.” He paused again, and I heard him mutter something about “idiots,” that sounded traffic related.
“Where was I?” he asked, and then answered his own question. “Oh yes. Do you remember when I said that the cut in the trachea bothered me at the autopsy, that there was no significant amount of aspirated blood?” he said. “If the trachea had been cut while she was alive, she would have aspirated blood.”
“Okay.”
“So, just another item on the report, but all this says she died, then her throat was cut post mortem, and the minimal stains on the floor in various places indicate that she then was moved into the tub post mortem.” There were more road noises, and then he said, “She bled to death. There just isn't any other evidence of any injury or trauma other than the puncture wound in the jugular. No blood chemistry consistent with asphyxiation, for example. But massive blood loss prior to death is indicated, and there's no other evidence of any hemorrhaging other than via that puncture. There were abnormally constricted vasoconstrictors in the surface vessels, the kidneys, and the GI tract. The vessels were shutting down due to loss of blood volume. There was a remarkable lack of fluid in the interstitial spaces. There was an elevated amount of epinephrine and norepinephrine in the tissue samples. All consistent with a reducing blood volume. She had to lose at least forty percent of her blood volume, more likely fifty percent. Judging from what we found, I'd say at least that much, but some probably post mortem. I'm not in any doubt about that.”
“Right, then.”
“Carl?”
“Yeah?”
“Carl, with the use of