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WPaRG Intermission: Forensic Kits

Chapter 66: Luca Paguro

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Patient also appears to be in good health.

Luca Paguro comes in, sandwiched between both parents. He doesn’t look happy about it. None of them look happy.

Daniela Paguro glares at her husband over their son’s head. “I told you we should have sent him to stay with Ugo!”

“But, Mom-”

“Silenzio, Luca. The grown-ups are talking.” She goes back to Lorenzo. “This is all my fault!”

“Honey, no-”

“Mom-”

“Shh,” she croons, pulling Luca against her. “It’ll be okay. Everything is going to be okay!”

Stein’s just finished with the Marcovaldos. He’s tired. He’s also the only doctor currently on site qualified to perform a forensic exam. “When was the last time it happened?”

Male… 12… Caucasian… A-…

Luca tenses. “Not for a while…”

“Can you give me an estimate?”

“Weeks?”

“I’ll just focus on harm-reduction then,” Stein says. “No DNA to look for.” He pulls out the box of gowns. There aren’t as many as there were in the other room. “Do you want me to step out so you can change?”

“Would you? Grazi.”

He’s sitting on the table when Stein comes in again.

“Can you tell me where he touched you? What did he do specifically?”

“Um…”

“I know it’s hard. But I need to know so I can treat you.”

“He just… touched me.”

“Down there?”

Luca nods.

“What about your mouth?”

“S-sicuro. I mean, yes! Yes, my mouth too…”

“Can I look there first?”

It tells the same story as Giulia’s - not much of one. Doesn’t rule anything out… but Luca’s gown rides down a little and Stein stares at the bite mark on his neck.

“When did this happen?”

“About a month-”

“It looks fresh.”

He doesn’t say anything.

“Luca…”

His mouth stays shut. Stein sighs. It’s not his job to interrogate him. “Do you mind if I take a look at it?”

The imprint is irregular. Almost… unsure? Like a first time love-bite.

It’s also smaller than one would expect. And Stein says so.

“It’s… it’s a little beast.”

Maybe that’s why Stein can’t find anything else on him. No marks or bruises. There’s nothing at all.