Chapter Six
"I was wondering when you'd get here," Zack said, not looking up from the laptop he was using.
"It's eight am," she pointed out. Even by early-bird standards, it wasn't late. She needed to remember what Hadrian had said about him being a bat shifter, maybe that had something to do with his confusion over the time.
"Hmm."
"What do you want me to do?" she asked, looking around the lab and trying to work out where to start. A lump caught in her throat as her eyes rested on the still form covered by a white sheet.
Tyann.
Her heart went out to the lioness. It couldn't have been easy for her to be as imprisoned as she was.
"Do you want to take notes while I do the autopsy?" he asked, surprisingly kindly given his usual briskness. Maybe Zack was coming around to her after all.
