Chapter 10My head grappled with a caustic mix of anger, sadness, and disbelief. First, I needed to confirm whether Giovanni was still alive. Although sensitive not to contaminate any evidence, I squeezed through the small gap where the door was slightly ajar and entered the walk-in closet. My body naturally tensed up, almost stopping me from breathing as I knelt between a standing shelf unit and Giovanni. No matter how many times I'd encountered a dead body, the raw pain at knowing someone's life had been terminated in a vulgar and horrific manner prompted the desire to retch. I held it back and focused on my immediate priority.
As I carefully leaned my head closer to confirm Giovanni wasn't breathing, the warmth of his body was still evident. No pulse. No rising in his chest. And cold, l
