“You were in the dumpster?”
“Yes, I was on garbage duty for the building but also doing some homework for an evidence collection assignment. I didn’t touch him, but I did notice the blood on the sharp edge of the dumpster.”
I handed the flashlight to the detective and pointed out the high-heeled appendage in the victim’s forehead.
“Whoa! Serious heels there.” Gibbons looked at the high heel between Denny’s eyes. Does this poor sap have a name?”
“Yes Dennis Allister Howard, Suite 1031.” I recited from memory.
Gibbons looked at me. “How did you do that?”
“Hello, manager here; I am paid to know who is where.”