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    That made her want to laugh, despite the somber mood around her. It looked like the shit was about to hit the fan, and she had a front row seat.
    It was going to be entertaining.
    As Elizabeth stood on the sidewalk, outside the dead woman’s home, she took in the hustle and bustle. The ME and techs were busily prepping the scene for the team’s entry. Once they went in, it was going to be all business.
    She needed to be professional for the dead. Someone had stolen some woman’s life, and they needed to make this count. As a newbie Fed, all eyes would be on her. Since she was the lead investigator, she’d need to do this right.
    Yes, she was a relatively new agent, and she had a lot to learn in the field, but she was good at her job.
    No, make that DAMN good.
    She wanted justice for those who could no longer speak for themselves. This was what she always wanted to do with her life. The minute her mother died in that car accident and her father took her away from DC, she always wanted to get back here.
    Now, she was.
    And she was a Fed!
    There were days she still couldn’t believe it. The journey had been brutal, but she’d made it. Elizabeth knew that every day was a gift, and she couldn’t take it for granted. If she was lucky, she’d die doing what she loved best.
    Burning out wasn’t an option for her.
    Truth be told, all Elizabeth wanted was to make her father, Charlie LaRue, proud.
    Daughter to father.
    Cop to Fed.
    His opinion mattered to her more than anything in the world. Back home, he was her biggest fan. When she left for Cornell, he told her one thing.
    Be the best or don’t bother.
    It stuck with her the entire time she scored good grades and worked her way through FBI training. She was going to be the best because she had a lot to prove. Most of the people around her saw her as a pretty face with a southern accent.
    She wasn’t a redneck.
    She wasn’t a hick.
    What they didn't see was that she was smart and underestimated. That was a lethal combination. While the male agents were busy staring at her breasts, she was plotting their ass kicking.
    Now she was making a name for herself.
    Before long, everyone would know the LaRue name. Elizabeth was going to make it to the top. All she had to do was focus on work and not screw up.
    That’s where she and Livy parted ways. The woman was her best friend, but she was all about the sex. Elizabeth didn't tangle with other agents.
    It was dangerous and stupid.
    She wouldn’t fall for it.
    Now, she was going to be heading up a pretty big case, and that had to be her focus. Gabe didn’t give her too many details, but he did tell her to run the scene and stop into the office to talk to him post workup.
    She knew his style.
    He would give her all the information then. He liked his agents to go in with a fresh set of eyes and no pre-judgment.
    Well, he was getting his way.
    From the look of it, no one knew what the hell was going on. The new ME had just gone in, insisting that he see the body first. Only, that didn't last long. Already, he was outside and looked…off.
    “Yo! Doc! Are you okay?” she asked, crossing to him.
    When the young man looked up, he was as white as a sheet. “No, Agent, I’m not.”
    He was trying to keep it business by not using her name, but she could see this wasn’t going to be a typical case.
    Elizabeth waited as he took a seat on the steps in front of the brownstone apartment before she lowered her voice so only he could hear her. “What’s wrong, Chris?” she asked.
    Doctor Christopher Leonard was still new to this game. He was fresh out of medical school, and still green.
    Well, now she was sure he was more gray than anything else.
    “It’s really bad, Elizabeth. I’ve never seen anything like that before. She’s a mess.”
    She took his wrist in her hand and felt for a pulse. It was slow and thready. They had a big problem.
    Her ME was going to pass out.
    That had to be a damn bad sign of what was behind the