Eric Chambers pointed out the indentations on the deceased's skull. "Something about twelve inches long," he said. "Tapered with vertical ridges at the thick end."
DI White frowned. "A bit short for a murder weapon, isn't it? Usually it's a crowbar or a golf club."
"I could make an impression of it, if you like."
White's reply was interrupted by one of pathology interns, the one with the glasses White could never remember the name of. "There's something odd in the pelvis on the x-ray, sir." He held up a film, causing Eric's eyebrows to rise.
"Looks like our murder weapon." He turned the body over and used a pair of reverse forceps to open up the anus. "Pass the torch would you?"
White passed it over, trying not to look. He could cope with traffic accidents, missing heads, eviscerated torsos... but a man's anus was out of his comfort zone. Not that he was homophobic, or anything. Far from it. It just wasn't for him.
"Ah! I see it." Eric used what looked like an extendable clamp to fish the object out. "It's a vibrator," he said. "Here you go, Cameron."
White took a step backwards. "Would you mind washing it first?"