15 for 15 Contest --- Closed

         Detective Alyssa Mede stared at the old photograph laying before her clipped to the top of the pages in the open file folder. Who are you and what do you have to do with this case?

         She had been called out of bed a week ago last Sunday to go to the Griffin Arms Inn. The only reason she was called anywhere in the middle of the night is if it was a homoside.

         A grisley sight awaited her, as usual. Murder is never otherwise these days. It seems that there always has to be blood everywhere. The room had signs of a struggle, blood was smeared across the walls, pooled in the carpet and it was clear that someone was stabbed on the bed. Then there is that bullet hole through the door.

         What was unusual about the crime scene is the fact that there was no body. The couple who rented the room was accounted for as were all the other guests to the motel that weekend.

         Forensics could test all the blood they wanted, but without a fingerprint or some clue as to who committed the crime or who the victim was they could do nothing.

         With all the cold case shows and crime scene analysis shows on television these days, criminals had gotten much smarter. It was taking longer and longer these days to track down suspects and even longer to prove them guilty.

         The only clue in the room was an old picture of a man and a young boy. Who are you and what do you have to do with my crime scene? There was no writing on the picture and not so much as a fingerprint on it either.

         Alyssa had been back to the room a thousand times in the last week. She had checked dumpsters and missing persons reports. The evidence showed there was a crime, but she had no victim. The worst crime scene I have ever witnessed and there is no victim. I can't believe nobody heard anything. The room is right next to the office.DNA had been taken from all guests and employees and their family members. Now all Alyssa could do was wait.