Chapter 15

I am not big on breakfast, so I was surprised to discover that I had an appetite.  I assumed it was because I’d been up for so many hours.  I fixed myself scrambled eggs and toast, wondered where Peter could be while I ate it, and then headed downstairs to get the autopsy out of the way. I made a detour to my office to get another syringe with GHB in it as a safety measure. 

My hands shook as I inserted the keys into the two padlocks Max insisted on locking the door with.  I’d used enough GHB in that syringe to keep him out for some time, but it had been a few hours and he was a big guy.  I also wasn’t sure how it affected dead people verses live ones. Was it more

potent, or less?

I slowly pulled the door open far enough to peek in and make sure the body was still on the gurney.  I was glad we’d taken the extra measure of strapping it in.  He looked still and very dead.  I just hoped that was the fa