He stopped when he saw Wendy and me and frowned.
“Black,” Odin said. “What’s up?”
Black.
Sheriff Black.
I hadn’t had a chance to meet him yet, but it was bound to happen sooner or later. The sheriff’s office sometimes brought animals in that would need checked out or they’d found along the side of the road.
Eventually I’d meet them all.
“Who is this?” Black frowned.
“Someone I met on jury duty,” he answered. “Her daughter receives blood transfusions once every three months. Pendelton couldn’t do it today, so she asked me.”
Black’s eyes tightened around the edges as he narrowed them at me.
I shifted on the desk I was leaning against and stood up, feeling suddenly cautious.
“Not the best place for it since you were supposed to go over your findings with me,” he pointed out.
“It’ll be fine,” Odin said. “She’ll keep her kid distracted.”
The way he said it made it sound like a threat.
I sighed and turned Wendy’s chair to the side so that it was facing the wall and not the open room behind her.
Odin nodded and headed toward a rectangular drawer along the wall.
He pulled it open, and I saw feet tucked away inside.
I winced and pulled out my phone.
Maybe this wasn’t the best idea but…
“What about Coco?” Wendy asked.
“Coco?” I questioned.
“Your name. If you don’t like Con-Con,” Wendy mused. “I think this one needs sharpened. Do you have one?”
Instead of looking for one, I pulled out another one of the sharpened pencils from the drawer and handed it to her.
As I did, I got a glance of the body that was covered by a sheet.
My heart instantly ached.
I wasn’t a stranger to loss.
I’d lost quite a bit over my lifetime.
But I’d never seen a dead body. Nor had I seen a dead body belonging to a teen.
He was so young…
Odin’s eyes caught mine over the body and his eyes narrowed.
I looked down as he and Black talked.
