Chapter Eight
The morgue was bigger than the other ones she'd been in, with a lot more bottles and gadgets scattered around. The difference must be that the other morgues she'd visited hadn't belonged to a crime fighting organisation, or been for mostly paranormal bodies.
She shivered at the thought of what they might be here for. Was a necromancer performing archaic rituals on people? Or was one of her people dead? The possibilities were almost endless, and she couldn't put her finger on which one of them was more likely. She suspected that during her time as a member of the Council, she'd start learning which situations were the most likely to occur at any one point, but for now, she was in the dark.
A tall man in lab coat smiled at the scientist who entered the room with them, but th
