Archie and Langston scanned fingerprints into the computer and ran them. The two hadn’t spoken since Langston came in and asked if he could help. It was hard to tell what Doctor Langston was thinking as he watched the computer spin through fingerprints for matches.
“Two hits,” Archie told Langston.
He moved over to the computer next to Archie. Two photographs appeared: the dead John Doe and a teenager.
“John Doe is only seventeen,” Archie said. “The guy looks twenty-five. And this other is Donald Fritz, fifteen. You think the John Doe talked this kid into killing the family?”
“Too soon to tell.
“It says they escaped from Clark County Juvenile Detention Center the day before yesterday.” Archie brought up the teenager’s record and began scrolling through the list of charges. “Look at this kid’s record, Ray.” Archie scrolled through the years and years of charges against the teenager. “Donald’s rap sheet looks like some of the hardcore on death row! The last charge is aggravated assault. He put a kid in the hospital for putting down his favorite music artists.”
“Let me guess. Marilyn Manson.”
“No. Worse. Danzig.”
“How is that worse?”
“Danzig never went commercial like Marilyn Manson. His lyrics are hard core violence.”
Langston nodded. “It says he beat the kid up with a board. I wonder if he’s moved up on the weapons scale.” Langston picked up a phone receiver nearby and dialed an extension.
“Robbins,” Doc Robbins said after the second ring.
“Do you have the X-rays from the hospital yet?”
“On which vic?”
“No. Catherine hasn’t returned my calls either.”
“Okay. I’ll go see what’s going on.”
“Is there something up?” Ecklie asked.
Langston and Archie turned. Ecklie was reading the file on the screen over their shoulders.
“I’ll call you when I find Catherine, Doc.” Langston hung up. “Our only suspect is fifteen.”
“Do we need a warrant for him?”
“We have to find him first. He escaped juvenile detention.”
“His last name is Fritz. Isn’t that the last name of the family that lived at the house?”
Archie pulled up a file on the family. Ecklie was right. Langston looked back to Ecklie.
“You think he was related?”
“It’s worth checking into. Archie, that’s your job now. Ray, Catherine needs you to pick up the X-rays and Doctor Ian said he has a copy of the medical file waiting at the front desk for you.”
Langston left. Archie turned, watching Ecklie read the screen.
Ecklie looked down at him. “Am I what?”
“Are you working the case?”
“Is that a problem?”
“No. I think it’s cool.”
Without comment, Ecklie went back to reading the screen.