Chapter 4Theo was in the kitchen, putting together some kind of breakfast for me, and I was in the bathroom, taking a quick shower. I didn’t like the idea of putting on the clothes I’d worn the day before, but I didn’t know Theo well enough to ask him to loan me a shirt.
Oh well, I didn’t have time to worry about it. I’d just use an extra dollop of his body wash and suck it up.
I needed to leave soon—I had that autopsy at the District morgue to view. I’d seen some dead bodies, but I’d never seen one cut up, not professionally at least.
I’d made my first kill a few months after that car accident I’d supposedly been in—car accident my ass. It had been a training exercise, Mr. Adams’ idea. I’d ducked; I just hadn’t ducked in time.
I dried off and went into the kitchen. I didn’t want to th
