The corner of Rogers' mouth went rigid. It took him several long seconds to process what he'd just heard.
His voice shook with a frantic, unnamable panic. "What did you say? What body? Where is Sarah? Put her on the phone right now."
A crackle of irritation hummed through the line on the other end.
"Mrs. Sarah Lake has passed away. Please come identify and claim her remains as soon as possible."
Rogers snorted sharply. He was convinced this was just another stupid trick she was pulling on him.
"Sarah, you're really something, aren't you? You went through all this trouble just for this? Aren't you ashamed of yourself, making up such a godawful lie? You're listening in, right? Next to the phone, aren't you? Pick up right now. If you keep dragging this game out, I'm actually going to be
