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."

his hands repeatedly. It seemed he was even more

walked in, Max gave him a cold look. "Don't call me

call you

"Out."

his eyes lighting up. "This murderer's methods match the ones from our previous cases. Female victims, usually assaulted before being killed

slightly. "I managed to extract some

that there'd be no evidence left

Max, he

but Max's cough stopped him in his tracks, his

He didn't want

everything's in

we

"Let's not have a next

back at the charred body one last time. That time, Max was also ordered to examine

en

methods were too similar to those used on

Kate

ran down my spine, spreading fear throughout

up, it's getting dark."

back, but he

heard