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Corpse Suzette

Corpse Suzette

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questions?”
    “I’ll get my purse and
weapon.”

Chapter

9
     
     
     
    B y the time Savannah and
Dirk arrived at Emerge, half a dozen radio cars were already there, forming a
barricade in the driveway in front of the entrance with red and blue lights
flashing. Across the front door was a strip of yellow crime scene tape... the
very sight of which could give Savannah an adrenaline jolt.
    They piled out of Dirk’s
Buick and hurried up to the door. A young, uniformed cop stepped aside to let
them pass.
    “Where is it?” Dirk asked
him.
    “Down there... at the end
of the hall,” the patrolman replied.
    As they strode down the hallway,
toward a knot of still more policemen standing in a circle around a figure
lying on the floor, Savannah could hear a woman sobbing hysterically in one of
the offices that they passed.
    It was a sound she had
never gotten used to. The pure, gut-wrenching sound of human sadness at its
deepest. Sometimes she could hardly stand it.
    As they approached, some of
the cops recognized them and moved away from the body to make room for them.
    “Sergeant,” one of the
oldest ones said, “Jake and I were the first ones here. We’ve started a log.”
    “Good,” Dirk replied. “Who
called it in?”
    “The janitor lady. Said she
practically tripped over it when she came in to clean. Jake’s talking to her
there in one of the offices. She’s really upset.”
    Savannah joined Dirk beside
the corpse, and they knelt beside the body to study it closer.
    This was something else
that, no matter how many times she saw it, she never grew accustomed to it. The
difference in “alive” and “dead.”
    When the soul left a person
and only the shell of a body remained, the contrast was deeply shocking. It hit
her hard every time she witnessed the phenomenon.
    Only hours before she had
been talking to this man, watching his every movement, hanging on his every
word. And now he was gone. Completely, absolutely gone.
    But in spite of her shock,
the cool, trained, professional part of her brain took over, scanning the body
in a methodical manner.
    Sergio D’Alessandro’s
corpse showed no obvious signs of trauma. Since he was lying on his side, they
had a pretty clear view of the front and the back of the body. There was no
blood on the exposed skin or clothing. At least, nothing visible to the naked
eye, although every inch of his garments and body would be painstakingly
examined before that was officially concluded.
    His eyes were open, and his
mouth, as well. His expression was mostly blank—maybe slightly worried. There
were no bruises or signs of violence on his face or hands.
    “How do you figure he
died?” Dirk asked Savannah.
    “Don’t know. Maybe a heart
attack or something?”
    “Could be.” Dirk turned to
the cop who had been first on the scene. “Did the maid say if she saw anything
unusual, suspicious?”
    “She said everything was
just the way it always was. Door locked. Nobody around. His car is in the parking
lot. She saw it and figured he was working late.”
    “Did you search the
building?”
    “We did,” one of the other
patrolmen said. “Me and my partner, Jack Pierce. There’s no one else here. No
sign of any struggle or anything out of the ordinary.”
    “Help me turn him over,”
Dirk said.
    Two of them assisted him in
rolling the body onto its other side. The left side was as benign as the right.
    “Maybe it’s natural causes
or a drug overdose or something,” Dirk said. “We won’t know anything for sure
until Dr. Liu gets him on her table tomorrow morning.”
    Dr. Liu's autopsy table , Savannah thought. That's
one place I never want to end up.
    No, an autopsy table was
where they sent you when society didn’t know who or what the hell had killed
you.
    And suspected the worst.
     
    Savannah and Dirk waited
until Dr. Jennifer Liu and her entire coroner’s crime scene investigation crew
had come and gone. And by the time the white van, emblazoned with the Great
Seal of the State of California on its side, drove away, Sergio D’Ales-sandro’s
remains in the back, it was nearly nine o’clock in the evening.
    As they walked back to
Dirk’s Buick, he glanced at his watch. “It’s not too late to call on your
buddy, that Devon gal, is it?”
    “Well, her lover has just
been found dead, of god knows what cause. I should think she’d want to be
informed, if nothing else.”
    “How much do you want to
bet she already knows that? I’ll bet you pizza

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