Gail shook her head and approached the trolley, hiding her fear at the unmoving shape under the sheet. "Show me."
Jarvis removed the sheet.
The sight of Melissa made her turn away rapidly. She fell against a sink, tears gushing down her face as she leaned against it. She managed a faint nod.
He hastily replaced the cover over Melissa's face. He hated the next part, but it was something he had to mention. "You do realise your friend's death might not be an isolated incident." Gently taking her arm, he led her toward the door. "Let's get some fresh air."
Gail opened the door for herself and wiped away her tears, "I can do it myself." She hurried to the elevator, grateful to be away from that smell. Impatiently waiting for it to descend, she saw the doors open and dashed inside the small
