A Cue For Love

A Cue for Love Chapter 9

Pulled Into A Hummer

The following afternoon, there was complete silence in the conference room. Everyone was at a loss.

John Williams, the police officer in charge of the case, began collecting the documents scattered on the table. “If there’s nothing else to add, then the meeting is over. For tonight, follow up on the name list of girls that have gone missing recently. We have to confirm her identity.”

Right when everyone was yawning and getting ready to get on with their work, someone in the corner slowly stood up.

“I have a question.”

Natalie had one hand in the pocket of her white coat, and there was an aura of total tranquility around her.

Her colleagues all turned to look at her in surprise and couldn’t help but begin to gossip.

“That’s a new face. I’ve never seen her before. Is she a new coroner?”

“Are all fresh graduates this bold nowadays? Even the older, experienced people here have nothing to add. What could this brat have to say?”

“I’d love to know what exactly she’s got on her mind.”

Effie and Brandon looked at each other and communicated through their expressions. They thought it was absurd that they were treating Natalie as some newbie. They were eager to witness Natalie give them a slap in the face.

to John and bent

wrote some information down by hand. However, it

was firm. Furthermore, her gaze was sharp enough

felt rather awkward, but he replied, “Hand

it as nothing more than scrap, I’m pretty sure you’ll

time of death and DNA information. I’ve already stitched the corpses of the two female victims back together. Even though their faces are distorted beyond recognition, telltale signs on their body tell me they were married with a good

it down to two—Lisa Moore and Jean Gray. You can get the family members of those two women to come in for a DNA test. The investigation department needs to work harder and find the third missing woman before something bad happens to

document in front of John,

how she had narrowed down a list of hundreds of people to

didn’t have the time to introduce myself to everyone because of this case, so I’ll do it now. I’m Natalie Nichols, specially-appointed coroner of the Major Crimes Unit. I’m looking forward to working

people in the conference room burst into

would be some forty-year-old lady, not

search for every

“She’s our saving grace!”

I’ll be taking my leave now. I hope all of

smile crept up

her colleagues watched in awe as

stunned them to their

was only