Kristine POV
It took all my willpower to not vomit while we were standing at the crime scene. After my initial sight and shock, I did not look again. Zack was blocking the scene from my sight with his body, which I appreciated very much. He had pulled me aside at one point, “If you want to go back to the pack house, we have it handled here,” he suggested.
I shook my head no, “I will stay. I want to go with you when you go to tell her family of the news,” I replied. He smiled and kissed my forehead, “I would like that,” he said before turning back to discuss what the crew had found so far. “You were correct, the body was not killed here,” the lead team member shared.
“Any idea the time of death?” Zack asked. “That will be for the examiner to tell us,” he replied. “We did notice
