Chapter 161

INT. - SILVER CITY MORGUE - NIGHT

The dark morgue sat in silence, the lights long doused, cabinets closed, residents stored for the night. Something knocked against the inside of C2, rattling a moment before the latch released and the door swung wide.

Blackened hands now turning pink pushed against the rim of the tray, sliding out the slab. He groaned and rolled from the edge, falling part way to the floor, one hand holding him up by the edge of the cabinet door.

"Ow," Jordan whispered into the dark. "Fucking ow."

"Aw." Gerri flicked on the light, grinning as he looked up, shock on his face. "Does it hurt?"

Kinsey almost prodded the detective, but she was enjoying this too much. All of the hold he'd had over her was gone, dissipated with the knowledge Foster uncovered and shared only an hour ago, while they sealed Jordan's body inside the C2 and left him there to wake up.