Chapter 16

Exactly ninety minutes later, creepy Zacharias pulled up to the door of the mortuary to fetch the body.  I’d managed to put Jacob’s skull back together so that you could barely tell that I’d cut it open, but that still didn’t stop him from fussing about the extra work he had in front of him to camouflage the butcher job I’d done on the poor man.   I bit my lip for fear of saying something I knew I’d regret and hustled him out to his hearse.  I expected the electrician at any moment and I didn’t want any stark reminders of what went on in the morgue greeting him.  Seeing the body being hauled away by the obnoxious undertaker was a sure given.

One hour later, Jameson Packson hesitated at the door with tools in hand. “Is the coast clear?”

“Clear and clean Mr. Packson. Please, come in.”

“You can call me Jamie, doc.  Everyone does.”

“Alright then,