The body was discovered alongside a remote highway leading to Los Angeles, where trees rustled in the wind. A sturdy white ash tree stood nearby, its branches bearing the lifeless form of a young woman. Her pale limbs hung limply, and droplets of congealed blood clotted at the tips of her hair. She wore a sheer, almost transparent spaghetti-strap dress, with bloodstains trailing down her neck to her chest, giving off an absurdly suggestive aura.
A breeze swept through, rustling the leaves, and the deceased's gray-white eyes seemed to shift direction, staring straight at the crowd below.
Dempsey looked up, watched for a moment, then whistled softly: “Damn... I've seen all kinds of bizarre deaths, but putting someone in a place like this and keeping them in such a... sexy position is a fir
