QUOTE : Cody,” Larry said, “what the hell are you doing?” “Investigating,” Cody said. “We’re investigators, remember?” “Fuck you. I’m saying accident and you’re not. You’re treating this as a homicide.” “I’m crossing every t and dotting every i,” Cody said. “You know, like they teach us.” “Bullshit,” Larry said, his voice rising. “You’re trying to show me up.” “Not at all,” Cody said, opening his case and finding the extra-large can of superglue Fume-It. In a closed room, the aerosol glue would fog up the space and collect on any latent fingerprints on the surfaces of the walls, counters, or mirrors. Fingerprints would show on the flat surfaces like floral flocking on wallpaper.