Rebirth Into My Second Chance

But now, what he's doing is beyond my comprehension. I can't see through him anymore.

This afternoon, Max didn't even let me catch a break. He called me up and ordered me to get down to the basement and ride with him to the police station's forensic department.

I obediently climbed into the passenger seat of his car. He was silent the whole ride, only handing me a set of tools and saying, "Make sure you protect yourself well. Don't get hurt."

I knew that participating in an autopsy, especially one for the police, required extra caution. Any mistake could be fatal.

But hearing it from Max made it feel different.

"Thanks."

I noticed he had doubled the usual amount of latex gloves in the toolkit for me.

Soon, we reached the police station. As we entered the morgue, a chill crept up from my feet. The sight of bodies covered in white sheets made me look around, wondering if there were souls watching us, souls as defiant as mine. What could her story be?

"Don't space out."

Max's cold reminder snapped me out of it, and I continued to pass him tools.

He did most of the work himself, having me just take notes and hand him what he needed.

"Give these notes to Ronald."

the work was done, he washed his hands repeatedly. It seemed he was even more of a clean

Ronald walked in, Max gave him a cold look. "Don't call me for this again. Your team has its

him on the back. "But we only call you because

"Out."

before being killed and then burned to a crisp. It's a serial

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