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Unknown
    Home of record: Unknown
    Place of death: Summer Hollow, California.
County: Lake
    Shit.
    She placed the clipboard on the table beside
her tray of tools and sighed. What were the odds of her having to
autopsy the same guy she killed? All she wanted to do was forget
about the whole damn thing and now she had to pick apart his
body.
    Awesome.
    The guy was prepped and ready for her. His
body lay on the table beneath a crisp white sheet, covered from
head to toe. The sterilized tools rested on the tray, glimmering in
the bright fluorescent light. Vials for samples stood in a holder,
lined up in rows of four. Last but not least, her phone was
automatically synching to the wireless speakers in the corner of
the room.
    Before she went any further, she pulled her
cell out of her pocket and swiped until she found her work
playlist. Within seconds, ZZ Ward filled the room and she felt her
stress level lower just a tiny bit.
    The souls were everywhere in the room. A
shimmering blue mist swirled around the vaults where the bodies
were kept. Some of the souls could solidify and appear as their
human shell had. Those who could solidify could usually speak as
well. Most of the souls simply remained a beautiful glimmering
cloud moving about the room.
    That was her real job … guarding the
souls of the dead until they crossed over.
    After scrubbing up, she got to work, first
taking all the required samples before cutting into the body. It
occurred to her that working on the body of the same Reaper she
killed may not be such a bad thing. She could rig the reports,
eliminating any information that would lead to her.
    My God, was she really thinking of
falsifying a report?
    She thought of the Reapers and their
vendetta against the Keepers, their mission to find the Chosen One,
and knew that if she hadn’t killed him first, she wouldn’t still be
breathing.
    Damn straight she was going to lie about
what was found on the body.
    She heard the door behind her open and then
close again. “I’m working,” she announced over the music to whoever
had entered the room.
    “Duh, so am I,” a woman’s voice
retorted.
    Hannah looked up. “Kate!”
    “Hey Hannah, I was in the area and thought I
would save you a trip by picking up any of the samples that you had
for me.”
    “Awesome. I actually do have one for you. I
think Becky already sent the others up.” She reached over and
picked the appropriate vial up off the rack and handed it to
Kate.
    She and Kate had gone to medical school
together and were roommates almost the entire time. While Hannah
always knew she wanted to be a medical examiner so that she could
look over the souls, Kate’s goal was to be a brain surgeon. She was
almost there too. Right now Kate was an intern and really, really
close to being able to perform the actual surgeries. Until now, she
had only assisted.
    Hannah was extremely proud of her
friend.
    “Thanks.” Kate accepted the vial, holding it
in her right hand. “So, are we still doing that girls night
thing?”
    Hannah shook her head. “I don’t know. Things
got really busy the last month with my family.”
    Kate frowned. “Well, we have to do something
soon. It’s been a really long time since I’ve gotten to go out,”
she paused, “and I don’t want to go out with just anyone. I miss
you.”
    She didn’t have to force the smile this
time. A genuine feeling of happiness came over her. “I miss you
too.”
    Kate threw her hands in the air. “I don’t
understand how we can work together and barely get to spend any
time together.
    Again, Hannah smiled. “We’re in the medical
field. If we wanted much spare time we should have become something
else.”
    “True.” Kate sighed and then looked at her
watch, “speaking of, I have to get going. I have a meeting in
ten.”
    “Thanks for picking that up.” Hannah
gestured to the vial still in Kate’s hand.
    “No problem.” Her friend waved at her and
then disappeared back out the same door she