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Chapter Fourteen: When Blood Doesn't Lie

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The morgue lights buzzed overhead, too bright, too white.

Evelyn stood by Vaughn’s body, arms crossed tight against her chest. He lay there like a mannequin, the suit cut open, the autopsy already started. But something was off.

“He bled less than expected,” the coroner said without looking at her. “Massive trauma, yes, but his system… it was already shutting down before the shot.”

Evelyn blinked. “He was dying?”

The coroner hesitated. “Not exactly. More like... empty. Drained. Like someone cut the power before you pulled the trigger.”

She moved closer. Vaughn’s skin looked wrong up close—not pale, but taut, discolored. Almost like leather left out in the sun. No normal bruising. No swelling. Just cold meat.

She noticed a mark on his neck. Small. Circular. Barely visible.

“What's this?”

The coroner shrugged. “Teeth, maybe. Not human. Could be a dog bite. You want toxicology rushed?”

Evelyn nodded once. “Yeah. Rush everything.”

Outside, the city was slick with rain.

Mason waited in the
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