Keeper of the Peace (Graveyard Guardians #2) Read Online Free PDF

don’t think we should tell him.”
    Hannah wanted to slam her forehead into the
kitchen table, but at the same time she was scared shitless. None
of this was supposed to happen. It made her wonder how many Keepers
in the world were imprisoned for killing a Reaper.
    Sometimes being born into the life she had
been was far from easy. She was a Keeper and nothing would ever
change that, it’s not like you could just quit seeing souls. “I
really do have to go to work now.” She stood and wrapped her
fingers around the handle of her purse.
    Liv came around the table and embraced her
sister in a firm hug. “You are going to be all right, we are going
to fix this.”
    Hannah felt tears spring up in the corners
of her eyes, threatening to spill over. “I know,” she replied,
giving Liv a tight squeeze before releasing her. When they finally
separated, the room had finally gone silent and every set of eyes
was trained on her. “You guys don’t have to stare at me. Like Liv
said, we will figure this out. Now, I’m going to work.”
    The fact that she could possibly be arrested
before she saw any of them again was too much. She spun around,
without saying anymore goodbyes, and walked as quickly as she could
to her car.
    The gravel parking area of their driveway
was crowded with vehicles, making it hard for her to maneuver her
little Kia around them. It wasn’t until she was on the highway
headed over the mountain that she was able to breathe a bit
easier.
    The hospital hallways were busy, as always.
She kept her eyes averted, not wanting to lock gazes with anyone.
She just wanted to get down to the morgue and away from people. As
much as she complained to herself about being a Keeper, mostly she
appreciated only having to associate with dead people. Usually it
was a lifestyle without much drama.
    Usually.
    The morgue was cold, like it always was.
Becky, one of the other medical examiners on staff, sat in the
office space, which was a bit warmer, going over some
paperwork.
    “There you are.” Becky looked up from the
clipboard when Hannah opened the door and slipped inside. “What was
the hold up?”
    Hannah set her purse down on her desk. “Two
things. I slept in, and then after I dropped a dish off to Mrs.
Bradley, I ended up with a flat tire.”
    Becky rolled her eyes. “Seriously, when it
rains it pours, right?”
    “Totally,” she responded, without looking at
the other woman. “So, what’ve we got today?”
    “This guy was just sent here from Lake
County, they couldn’t get him in fast enough over there.”
    A slight chill ran down her spine. “What?
Why?” she moved across the room to look at the paperwork over
Becky’s shoulder.
    “It was a murder and the morgues over there
are full.”
    Hannah raised an eyebrow. “They’re
full?”
    “Don’t ask me,” Becky tucked a lock of light
brown hair back over her ear. “We just get the bodies and do our
job.”
    It wasn’t the first time that they had a
transfer from another county, but it was a rare occasion when it
did happen. She held her hand out for the paperwork. “Well, I guess
I better get to work so you can get out of here. Thanks for
covering for me.”
    Becky handed over the clipboard. “No
problem. It’s not like you’re ever late. This is the first time
since I’ve been working here that you have been.”
    Hannah swallowed the lump in her throat and
forced a smile onto her face. “Being punctual is sorta my
thing.”
    “Well, don’t have too much fun,” Becky joked
and then swiveled her chair around so that she could grab her purse
from the floor beside her desk. “I’ll see you tomorrow.”
    Unless I’m in jail.
    “See ya,” Hannah waved absentmindedly. She
had already begun reading over the paperwork and slowly moving
toward the door into the lab area.
    The guy’s record confirmed her suspicions
about him being the Reaper from the rodeo grounds.
    Name: Unknown
    Alias: Jeffery Myers
    Place of Birth: Unknown
    Date of Birth: