Tina had been released from hospital with specific instructions not to go back to work, but to rest up for a few days. Tina just nodded and smiled – she was going back to work.
McCall had received a voice message on her cell from Tina requesting: Can you get me out of this hospital please, honey? A short but precise message, one that McCall understood immediately. She knew Tina would want to get back to the office which was just off 1st Avenue – the offices of the Chief medical examiner. McCall had known the CME for some years – a nice man called Clements. He’d been the ME when her father had been on the force.
Can you get me out of this hospital please, honey?McCall had found her waiting outside the hospital on a bench with a double cream latte in her hand.
“Hey,” McCall said, pulling
