“The morgue workers were packing up and heading home. Fong looked from Lily to the morgue slab where Geoff’s body lay. “I need you to sign off on the autopsy report as the head investigator, Fong,” Lily said in her lilting Shanghanese. Fong nodded but didn’t take the pen Lily was holding out to him. “So just do it. There’s nothing more this corpse can tell us and our refrigeration allowance was halved in the last city budget. It won’t be long before he begins to stink.” Fong couldn’t take his ey...es from the corpse. Over and over he punished himself with the thought: “Fu Tsong loved this man.” He was shocked when Lily stood behind him and put her hands on his back – but he was glad for the contact. Lily moved in closer and whispered softly, “It’s time this was returned to the earth.” Fong took one last look then nodded. “Thanks, Lily,” he said in English. “Nothing think of it, Short Stuff.” Fong took the pen from her, held the autopsy report close to his face then signed it.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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