“I have to what?” She blinked in disbelief. She knew Myles wasn’t serious, but she was astonished, nonetheless.
what?Det. Horner snickered. “This I gotta hear.”
Myles pointed at Cressa. “I’m leaving here to return to the hospital. I’m going to ask the ME to send a coroner’s wagon over to St. Joseph’s. You’re going to be in that wagon. When you arrive at the hospital, we’ll depart from there to my home.”
Horner made a face. “Sounds like a plan. The meat wagon won’t raise any flags because they get called over to the hospital at all times of the night and day.”
“When do we do this?” Cressa inquired. Despite the danger, it sounded like fun.
“Are you done?” Myles motioned to her plate.
“Yeah.”
“Then let’s go.”
“Go where?”
“To the morgue.”
She gasped. “Where the dead bodies are?”
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