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Saema’s black bag may have kept her hidden from their lenses, but a couple of them would manage to zoom in far enough on the toe tag hanging out of the bag to figure out who she was. After the doors of the van were opened, the techs who were wheeling her outside grab at a plastic handle on the top and foot of the body bag and swing it unceremoniously into the back of the vehicle. Saema was dead, after all, so what did a little roughness matter to her? As the lead investigator from the Medical Examiner’s Office walked up, she snapped her gloves off and took her face mask off as well. She was shorter, around 5’3”, with long brown hair and brown eyes. “I’m gonna finish up here, grab a bite, and then meet you guys at the morgue. Think we’ve got a couple more stiffs just brought in too,” she says, checking through a couple quick texts from the lead technician on duty. “Should be an interesting couple of days.” After the doors were shut, she banged on them twice with her fist and the driver nodded, putting the van in drive, and leaving the scene. As the coroner’s van made its way through the mid-day LA traffic, Saema’s corpse shifted in its bag with each sudden turn or stop, her head moving side to side, and the toe tag on her big toe dancing wildly. All-in-all, the ride would be about 35 minutes, though time to her mattered little. The van was parked out behind the main building in front of a set of steel double-doors which required the scanning of a japanese valid city identification card to open. Saema’s body bag was dragged by one of its handles onto a waiting gurney and once the door was opened, brought into a small inprocessing room. 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