I pulled my cell phone out and took a picture right away of the lavatory. Three urinals on one wall, three sinks on another and off to the left were two stalls. One was rather large and it was obviously the handicapped stall. Larger than usual, I had to guess that it was possibly a last minute construction to accommodate the handicapped. Maybe they'd made it out of two stalls? I looked at the floor. There were little round holes and imprint where the previous upright for the door had been. My guess was that it was at least six feet wide, with a larger door to accommodate a wheelchair. The overhead bar was on the hinge side of the door. I noticed it was bent slightly. Probably where Mr. Taylor's body had hung.
Brett advanced, and I pressed him back. “I'm taking pictures first.” As far as I
