Chapter 11Finding dead bodies was getting out of hand. After using my cell phone to light the area again, I confirmed it was a person, but he or she was face down on the cement ground. Having been through this a few times before, I checked first to determine if the person had a pulse. I found none. I gently tilted the victim's head to listen for any breathing, certain he was already dead. When I learned his identity, my heart filled with shock and sorrow.
Someone had murdered Natasha's brother. As I released Isaac's neck, sticky blood dripped onto my gloved hand. I'd touched the wound on the back of his scalp. He'd been hit with a blunt object. His mouth and nose were soaking wet and contained a slight greenish hue. I stepped away from the body, retched in a far corner, and tore off my gl
