Creative Writing: The Link To The Murder

"What’s this?” I say, staring at my companion’s screen, a photo of a youthful female, I would say 35, with long rust-coloured hair that concealed her face. My companion describes “That girl, she went missing last night.” She looks me deep into my eyes. “Someone consequently goes missing a night after the attack.” My brain, filled with various possible solutions. All these concepts that could solve the link to the murder.
“Well miss, it must be the doing of M.J,”. I stop. She could be onto something. “Elaborate.” Daniel Leans back in her chair. “Well, um, It just is,”
“If so, that would change everything.” I pace up and down the room, figuring out solving all the possibilities. Why would someone leave the night after a murder crime? Where does this M.J get involved? They just don’t link.

So there's this girl Mitchel?” Well, I guess I talk too fast when I get close to a closed case. “It's Michael Jones, sir.” He leans down and take out a leather bag, opened with a laptop being pulled out. After seconds of furious typing, “This is all I found.” I lean into over his shoulder, names all having Michael Jones.
“Stop,” I point to the picture of the same woman with dark, flowing hair.
“Are you sure? Her files say that she’s been dead for over 5 years.” This can’t be. “No, it has to be her. She was there. I SAW HER AT THE MORGUE.” If she has died, she must’ve somehow revived from the dead. Supernatural isn’t real! Unless she faked her death.
“May I see the body?” If she isn’t dead this could mean she is, is, controlling the girl from last night to murder the man.
“Here are some photos of her dead body.” Pictures of a young girl lying on the ground in a bushy area are displayed on the screen. It seems she died from a slit throat and the scratches on her body must be from rolling down the hills. I take the laptop, just to take a closer look, and look at close up photos of the dead body. It definitely looks like the