Chapter Five - Klempner
The drive to the City Hospital gives me time to consider my options. Pulling into the rear parking lot, some smart-a*s tries to tell me I can’t park there, but waving my police pass at him gets me a scribbled visitor permit.
In the morgue, Borje’s mood hasn’t improved. As he sees me, he straightens up from where he’s delving into the body cavity of the murdered woman, at least, what’s left of it. “C.o.D. confirmed as asphyxiation...” he says. “...as per the earlier cases. I can give you all the details if you want it...?”
“Does the detail change any of what you said at the crime scene?”
“No. I’ve sent the strands from inside her throat to the lab, but I’ll be surprised if they don’t confirm that they’re taken from the wig.” He shoves hands in pockets, stares dow
