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“Grab the bag from the carriage and let’s get him covered,” said Hugh. On the way, they’d stopped to get Dr. Kalper, but he’d been out seeing patients. His assistant, Pepper, had given them supplies so they could bring the body back for the doctor to examine. “And then I need to talk to the witnesses.” He was sure this wasn’t death by giant bird, but he needed to do his due diligence.
“Got it.” Jackson walked to the carriage and retrieved the bag.
“What are you going to do with him?” asked one of the teenage Servants who lingered in the shadows.
“We’re taking him to Dr. Kalper,” said Hugh
“JD don"t need no doctor. JD’s dead.” The oldest of the young Servants strutted out of the shadows. He went by Con, and he was probably the leader and therefore the one responsible. He may
