They found her bloodied and lifeless form on the floor. The drapes were open and closed, buttons missing from blouse. Her eyes stared blankly into the wood grain tablecloth. Police lights flashed red and blue in the gathering dusk. Chatter of frantic crowd rose like static in my headset. Eerie dead silence. Then shrieks in the distance. Officer medley called to me, her voice carrying worry. Rebecca! She pointed, face grave, leaving no mystery. Across cafeteria, shock and horror danced like prisms. Detective's face looked puzzled and then rosy. His finger, red with nicotine, flicked the ash.