Dr. Hollow took them down the hall to a room adjacent to the main section of the morgue. Inside was a table with a large sheet already draped over it.
“Climb up,” the ME ordered.
Cressa eyed what looked like a makeshift bed. “How long’s this gonna take?”
“You mean to get to the hospital? Maybe fifteen minutes or so,” Myles answered. “Why?”
“I need to pee.”
He chuckled as Dr. Hollow pointed to the door they’d come through. “Right on the other side of the hall.”
“Hurry. The orderlies will be here soon,” Myles urged.
She did, coming right back to where the two nons were waiting for her. Crawling onto the table, she lay on her back as the ME crossed her arms over her stomach.
“I’m keeping the wrapping loose about your face,” Hollow informed her. “Try not to move or make any sound. We d
