Karma by Nadine Nightingale

Author:Nadine Nightingale [Nightingale, Nadine]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Ghosts, Witches, Paranormal
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press
Published: 2016-01-10T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter 15

“I don’t give a shit about PAU policy, Carter,” Alex barks into his phone. “I have a dead kid on my hands, at least a dozen are being held as sex slaves, and my brother is a freaking zombie… Yes, zombie… No, we don’t need to alarm the government.” Pacing the creepy hallway of the morgue, he curls his hands into fists. “Dude, I don’t have time for this shit. Get me the fucking names of every pedophile and anyone ever accused of child abuse in Bakersfield. ASAP.”

Dead kid. The words send chills down my spine. An hour ago, my biggest problem had been my insatiable desire to screw Alex. Now I’m standing in a freaking morgue, waiting to see the body of a ten-year-old girl

“Do I have to remind you of Bridgewater?” Alex sounds tired and looks miserable. “Good. And Carter, hurry up.”

I lean against the wall and glare at the fluorescent light. Isobelle is gone. Just like that. I try to wrap my head around it, but every cell in my body bristles at the thought. I ain’t stupid. When I signed up for the Rescue Jesse Mission, I expected drama, even a little danger. But never in my wildest dreams had I anticipated ending up in a morgue to examine the body of a girl who had been through more shit than any grown-up could relate to.

Shoving the phone in his pocket, Alex walks toward me. “You okay?” he says, leaning against the wall next to me.

“I’m fuckin’ awesome,” I mutter as weighty footsteps echo down the hallway.

A guy in green hospital scrubs approaches us. He’s about fifty and has bags under his eyes the size of moon craters. “Agents Remington and Bishop?”

Alex nods. “Yes.”

“I’m Dr. DaSilva,” he says. “You’re here for Isobelle Watson, I assume?”

I flinch at the sound of her name, but Alex keeps his cool. “That’s right. Have you determined the cause of death yet?”

The doctor pulls one side of his mouth up. “My best guess right now is an internal hemorrhage, but we will be certain after the autopsy.”

After the autopsy?

Pushing off the wall, I stagger toward them. “All due respect, sir, but we don’t have time for this. We need answers now.”

Alex gives me a look, and Dr. DaSilva frowns. “It’s been a busy night, Agent. We had a gang shooting downtown.”

Gang shooting sounds bad, but a dead ten-year-old outweighs just about anything. “And we have several missing kids,” I shoot back.

Dr. DaSilva blows out a frustrated breath. “I understand, but I’m on my own. And as you can see,” he holds his hands up, “I’ve only got two of these.”

So he doesn’t want to help us, huh? Well, I guess I just have to help myself then. “Can we see Isobelle now?” I try to sound calm, but there’s an edge in my voice I can’t even out. The doctor’s gaze travels over my face. “Sure, but I need to see your ID first.”

Alex shoves his badge under the man’s nose.

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