Chapter 55: Chapter 55

INT. - SILVER CITY MORGUE - NIGHT

Ray slid the tray with Myra's body firmly into place before closing the lid until the latch clicked. She wished she could padlock it, find some way to keep the girl's still form safe. Knowing she was being silly, Ray turned away, grabbed her bag, switched out the light over her desk.

She was leaving early, wiped out. She'd let her assistant, Robert, go home an hour ago. The preliminary investigation of the girl's body gave Ray no reason to believe her death had been anything but an overdose, like the other three. And, though maybe she could have gotten started now, she was tired. Heart and mind and soul tired.

And she needed a drink, damn it.

Ray paced the hall to the exit, shoes squeaking on the polished floor. By the time she reached the security desk at the door, she briefly considered leaving her car in the lot and taking a cab.