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14 AUTOPSY PHOENIX, ARIZONA Later That Week When Daniel and John entered the state-of-the-art medical examiner’s office for Maricopa County, they were greeted by a receptionist who was stationed on the first floor of the three-story building. “Good morning. How may I help you?” Her pleasant smile contrasted the dreary interior of the building. “We have an appointment with Dr. Fullerton. He is expecting us,” John expressed with his typical charm. “Your name, please.” “I’m John Davis and this is my boss, Daniel Mendoza.” “Oh, Mr. Mendoza. I’m sorry. I didn’t recognize you.” “It’s been a long time, Susie. I let John and Marissa do this part of the investigation now. No need to apologize.” He was surprised that she still remembered him after the intervening five years since he