30The morgue was becoming a second home. The latest victim was zipped away. He had a new name to add to his list – Cassie J. She was twenty–two, with a kid at home. The border patrol found her body pressed up against the edge of the S'aven boundary, as though she'd been lured towards it from the fence itself.
Mark made brief notes. He was getting good at recording information. Adams asked the questions, Mark wrote down the answers. The interview with the mortician could be summarised easily – same as the other girls.
But it wasn't the same. The time lapse was now only a couple of days. And there was something else, something Mark couldn't put his finger on. Adams felt it too. Cassie was a turning point, they just couldn't see how.
They walked back to the office, it was midday and the tr
