CHAPTER 6The morgue was in the basement of the new four-story stone courthouse in Carport. Johnny Liddell wheeled his car into the courthouse parking lot, squeezed it between two whitewashed lines that specified, “For Official Use Only.” He crossed the courtyard, pushed through a revolving door, followed a stencilled arrow that pointed To the Medical Examiner’s Office.
The door itself was of frosted glass, bore the legend Medical Examiner’s Office with Dr. Harry Mizner in smaller letters under it. Next to it were two huge metal doors on which were lettered simply Morgue.
Johnny Liddell pushed open the frosted glass door and walked into the medical examiner’s office. The dank, damp air of the morgue beyond seemed to permeate the room. A painfully thin middle-aged man with a prominent adam
