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Jack opened the door to Internet Troll's office and surveyed the scene. IT's head lay on his desk surrounded by a pool of blood. On the floor to his right lay a small handgun. There were powder burns on his right temple indicating that he was shot at close range. On his desk was a suicide note, and his right hand held the pen that had written it. I recorded the time of his death as 3:30 pm and ascertained that death had occurred within the past hour. As I was gathering clues IT's gay lover burst into the room and screamed, "Good Lord, my lover's been shot!". He ran toward him, saw the note and cried. "Why would he want to kill himself?" he whimpered, lower lip trembling.
"This was no suicide," I said..."this was a case of murder".