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The photographer's flashbulbs popped in quick succession until Lieutenant Jess Haskins arrived and asked the uniformed officers to keep everyone temporarily off the sidewalk. He told Fitzgerald and Perkins the lab crew was on the way and that he'd called in two other detectives. “Nobody in town is going to print any pictures of this one,” Underwood said to Haskins. “This is the worst one I've ever seen, Jess. They didn't leave much to anyone's imagination this time.” The detective said, “I don't know if it's a they or a he or a she, but I'll let you know as soon as I do.” Haskins looked at her as she leaned against the right door of the coupe with the squad car blocking her view of the lot. She then stood very stiffly with her back against the car, clutching her purse and notebook pad against her stomach, and gave Haskins a sad kind of smile as if to say, “What the hell kind of business are we in anyway?” Haskins had been unable to trace the original complaint made to the station. He only knew that an unidentified female had placed the call. He observed the dead body and the immediate surroundings and told Fitzgerald and Perkins to begin a search without disturbing the area around the corpse. He asked the Inglewood sergeant where the nearest land line was and warned the officers to stay off the radio. “Any personnel going back and forth on the radio are going to have us jammed up with bystanders,” he said, adding, “and more cops than we need.” The only possible evidence that was quickly apparent to Haskins was a cement sack bearing spots of watery blood; another blood spot on the sidewalk, found by Fitzgerald; and a heel print in the driveway. The print was apparently made by a heel having stepped in a small spot of blood, but the print was partly obscured by the track of the automobile tire. The body was cold, and from the marks on her neck the immediate cause of death seemed to be strangulation—not manually, but by rope. It seemed to him that the body may have been soaked in water and washed off so that latent prints or other evidence would have been removed. The body had probably been drained of blood. Apart from the blood spots, the heel print and cement sack, nothing else was found. It was the kind of homicide that could get the department and the press in a wrangle, Haskins believed. The naked body told him that a sex crime had been committed, not just a dismemberment or ax murder—those were rough enough—but there was something here that went beyond.