The Bastard Mummy

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Detective Finch watched his partner, Detective Elias, walk into the Major Crimes bullpen at 0645 hours. Elias rubbed his bleary eyes and reached for his coffee cup.

“Don’t even bother,” Finch said, seated at his desk.

Elias paused in mid-reach. “Huh?”

Finch smiled humorlessly. “We’re catching. And you’re going to love this one.”

Elias grunted. He finished reaching for his cup, filling it halfway. “Run it for me.”

Finch didn’t reply, but held his plastic smile.

Elias took a giant sip of his coffee. He stared at Finch. “So?”

“You ever work a mummy case before?” Finch asked.

On the way to the museum, Elias shook his head in disbelief. “You’re serious? A real mummy? As in King Tut?”

Finch nodded, his lips pressed together tightly.

Elias shook his head again. “But we’re Major Crimes detectives.”

“I know.”

“We work homicides,” Elias said. “Robbery. Serious assault.”

“I know.”

“So tell me this, then. Why are we going out on this case? Was this mummy murdered way back when and we’re supposed to solve the case?”

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