Sylvia's POV:

The crematorium was very large inside. In order not to attract attention, Warren and I snuck into the employee's area and stole two uniforms, pretending to be staff.

We put on masks and sprayed disinfectant along the way to make it seem like we were working. Finally, we found the crematory building.

The building was built with its back toward the sun. As soon as we entered it, it instantly felt gloomy.

The entire first floor was just a waiting area. We went up to the second floor. The second floor was the place where the corpses were actually being processed. Countless iron beds were pushed into the crematory by the staff.

"You two are just in time. Come and help me for a bit!"

A man wearing the same uniform waved one hand at us, clutching his stomach.

Warren and I exchanged glances before walking over.

do you need?" Warren asked

ate something bad. I need to go to the rest room. Please help me with these corpses." Without waiting for a response, the man took off in

if the boy is among the corpses here. It's not yet three o'clock.

came directly from hospitals, so the smell was not pungent anymore. While looking back at the

I called Warren in a hushed

body was stained with blood and his limbs were broken. The body was no longer in one piece. Bite marks were everywhere, and on it was some brown wolf fur. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

isn't completely stiff yet. That means the boy had died only less than three hours ago," I said to Warren in a low voice. "But Rufus was already

the wounds are not Prince Rufus'." Warren picked up a piece of the corpse and analyzed in a low voice. "This was no simple death. It must have something to do with his family." "I think so too. They even refused an autopsy and directly

the corpse first.

mask back on and wheeled

picked up some sandbags from a corner, and formed them into the shape of a corpse before laying a white blanket on

wheeled the fake corpse into the crematory. Just when I was about to cremate the fake corpse, a

my poor child!" A she-wolf in her early thirties stumbled into the crematory, followed

that. Just let our child leave quietly." The man tugged on the

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