The Promise Of Happiness

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.

did not mind what anyone was saying at all. She walked over to John and bent over to

by hand. However, it seems that it’s been treated like trash,” she

but every word she spoke was firm. Furthermore, her gaze was

but he replied, “Hand it

you’ll do the same thing again.” Natalie dusted off

the corpses of the two female victims back together. Even though their faces are distorted beyond recognition, telltale signs on their

name list who are possible candidates. When you take into account the victim’s age, that narrows 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 her,” she continued

document in front of John, who quickly

was the truth, and it was impressive how she had narrowed down a list of hundreds of people to just two

myself to everyone because of this case, so I’ll do it now. I’m Natalie Nichols, specially-appointed coroner of the Major Crimes

people in the conference room burst into

thought the coroner would be some forty-year-old lady, not someone this

have to search for

“She’s our saving grace!”

be taking my leave now. I hope all of you will continue putting in your best effort so that I don’t have to

crept up on her

of her colleagues watched

them to their

only in

the Major Crimes Unit who could match her level of observance. She had saved everyone many nights