Chapter 61
INT. - SILVER CITY MORGUE - AFTERNOON
Ray stepped back from John Sonnicker's body, slipping her gloves from her slim hands as her assistant, Robert Ling, did the last of the cleaning. She turned to the computer to jot some observation notes, the sound of the hose washing away the remains of the blood a soothing noise, despite the reason for it.
Death by exsanguination, as if there was any real surprise. Ray could tell the moment she crouched next to John's body. Still, she couldn't log that information yet, not until she did a thorough forensic autopsy. She might know it, able to see the moment of his death when he breathed his last, body lacking the blood it needed to deliver oxygen to his heart and brain. Ray just wished she could also see who killed him. That would make knowing the cause of death, the little talent she had, more worthwhile.