Key

The body was like a broken windup toy.

Detective Ramirez squinted at the metal tab protruding out the neck.

 “Tube key,” the CSI supplied, noting his confusion.

“Sorry, what?”

“You know,” she pointed to a partially used tube of toothpaste. “For rolling up metal tubes.”

“Huh.” Ramirez nodded.

“Wicked, right?”

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