No one in Autopsy Room 2 needed to look further than the face of the tall man who blustered into the room to know he was the father of the young man who lay on the stainless steel autopsy table in front of them. The facial resemblance was clear for all to see. With swift presence of mind, Paul Ferris stepped quickly towards the advancing man and despite being considerably shorter and of a lesser physique, stood his ground directly in front of him, his arms spread out to form a physical barrier.
“Sir, you really don"t want to some any closer. Please, just wait here a minute.”
“That"s my son,” the man shouted, the anguish clear in his voice. “I want to see my son.”
Ross quickly joined Ferris and the two of them managed to force Jerome Decker to back-pedal until he was standing with his ba
