[Brian Allgar]

During my career in Criminal Autopsy, it was my job to estimate as precisely as possible the time of death from the known gestation period of insects such as Calliphoridae and Sarcophagidae.

Throughout my trial and conviction for malpractice, that damned judge had addressed the jury with all the reticence of an operatic diva. His destiny with death was richly deserved.

Having shot him with my Luger, I then had to disguise the crime scene to give myself an alibi.

Before my release, I’d found a dead sparrow and a crushed gecko in the prison yard. Now, pausing only to don surgical gloves, I carefully transferred the insects and maggots to the corpse. I did the same with some well-rotted pizza I’d found in a dustbin. His death would appear to have occurred while I was still in prison.

For further information, see my blog: Memoirs of a forensic entomologist.