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Standing under the attic hatch, Detective Sergeant Langley thumbs through the evidence bags arranged on the credenza. Today’s third body. This morning it was a man who walked into oncoming traffic. Then around lunchtime a young woman, not two days divorced, found in a hotel bathtub full of blood.
And now...
An ice cream truck jangles past the house again for the fifth time since she arrived on the scene. Ulauria looks up toward the hatch with a sigh.
As the holidays near, there’ll be another gruesome uptick. Suicides and deaths-by-heartbreak surge around Christmas and New Year’s. When the world’s screaming that everyone should be happy, the lost and alone find themselves dangerously isolated.
Ten years on this job, Ulauria thought she’d get used it. Used to the bod
