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Chapter 34

“Kord. In here.” Doyle backed away. The sight of a bloody body was never something you got used to. The blood, the odors, the stillness. It never left your mind. Ever.

As Kord appeared in the doorway, Doyle squatted down to feel for a pulse though he knew it was useless to do so.

“He’s dead.” Doyle stood back up. “Shit. Fuck.”

“Looks professional. Back of the head. He was probably on his knees. I’ll go out on a limb and say this was a mafia hit.” Kord smiled. It was a wry expression and filled with the futility of the moment.

“Figures. An associate of Podesta. But why’d this one get whacked and Podesta just gets a beating?”

“It’s not a beating he’s ever gonna recover from,” Kord said. “Not from what I heard.”

“If we weren’t sure before this, we can bet our jobs on the fact that the mafia’s involved in this case. They’ve gotta be.” Doyle knew he was right but trying to prove that wouldn’t be easy.