[ Well, okay, she's taking it in stride. Thank god. A quick turn on his heels, and he picks a pocket kerchief out of the cop nearest him; the man looks taken aback, but he doesn't stop Holmes from handing the pilfered object over to Lien. ]

Human experience is often coeval with their prejudices. Strange, isn't it, that an individual can be an unreliable witness to their own murder.

[ He crouches next to one of the cold bodies. Blood? Strangulation? ]