"Hola, Smithson!" Three cheerful voices were heard in her office.
Gracie did not expect to see her best buddies at work today. She was buried deep in charts and diagrams and there are atleast three dead people waiting in the lab for her. The city of New York gets a lot of dead people turning out in a month and the biggest dilemma for them is if the victim is homeless. Identifying a homeless person is futile. It is hers and the rest of the lab people's least favorite event in the morgue.
"Yohooo, Smithson, we know you are in there! We just found your secretary was lying to us about where you are, so she will just be in the broomstick cupboard for sometime." Amanda yelled. Expecting brutality with her as always.
" We made sure she had her water tumbler and her Netflix account was on. We a
