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“Well, this is a circus,” Gene admitted, as he and Ethan walked under the police tape after flashing their badges beside their guns.

Yeah, well, Ethan wasn’t arguing there.

Once cleared, they headed toward the melee.

And that’s where the body was.

Someone had brushed it off, revealing what was under the light covering of snow.

Yep.

This was definitely tied to it.

The body had been‘degloved’, and the woman’s face just looked like it was frozen in horror.

As they crouched down, it occurred to both Ethan and Gene that something was missing.

There was not a trace of the‘see no evil, hear no evil, and speak no evil’done to this victim.

Interesting.

Already, Ethan was assessing that and working it into his profile.

That’s when they saw another Fed not far away, or who they assumed was a Fed.

The FBI ME.

“Doctor Fuentes?” Ethan asked, and the man held out his hand and shook his.

“That’s me, Agent. You must be Agent Blackhawk, who I spoke to on the phone,” he admitted. “That makes you Agent Cantrell,” he offered, pointing at Gene. “I’d say it’s a pleasure, but it’s cold as balls out here. Greyson Croft said you two were running this.”

That they were.

Honestly, the FBI ME seemed pretty chill, and they were going to need him to be. The city ME was lurking, and looked like he was about to shit his pants.

“You nailed that, Doctor. I’m Gene Cantrell, and this is Ethan Blackhawk. We are normally out of the Philly office with Greyson. Did you have any issues when you showed up at the morgue?” Gene asked, returning the handshake.

The man laughed and pointed not far away at the city ME. He was standing there, staring at them.

No.

Glaring.

Oh, and if looks could kill, they’d all be dead. Deader than the woman at their feet, apparently.

“Well, he wasn’t happy when I showed up with the official paperwork. Someone had to give him a heads-up that I was on my way. He was waiting for me, and as charming as ever.”

Oh, they bet.

“When I told him I was ‘borrowing’ his morgue, he nearly had a stroke. Then, when I told him that he wasn’t needed on this scene, he wasn’t happy about that either. He’s a cranky bitch,” Luis admitted.

Yeah, they were aware.

Tell them something they didn’t know.

They’d dealt with him and his‘misery likes company’attitude when they first caught this mess.

“Yeah, sorry about that, Doctor. This place makes most people miserable,” Ethan admitted.