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leads other than just inferences."
    I made a face. It wasn't a bad face, but it was still a face. "Are you thinking of mundane leads or magical leads?"
    " Any leads." Crwys's phone rang and he checked the face. "Holliard," he barked into it as he put it to his cheek. He looked at me but I knew he wasn't seeing me. Then he nodded, even though the person on the other end couldn't see. "We'll be right there." He shoved his phone back into his pocket and leaned in to kiss my forehead. "They found another body."
    "Mutilated?"
    "Yeah. This will prove Grey's not responsible and I'll push to get her released back into your care." He grabbed a leather jacket off the back of a chair. I recognized it as a different one than the jacket he let me use. Come to think of it…where were my clothes? "I'll be back to check you out."
    "Check me out? I want to go with you."
    "No. You have to stay here," he kissed me again and left the room.
    Screw that. I wasn't planning on staying in the hospital, bored out of my mind. The only things in hospitals were sick people, people sticking you with needles for blood and—
    Morgues.
    There were hospital morgues—'cause you had to have a place to cool the bodies that didn't survive—and there were stand-alone morgues like the county morgue. It would make sense if the body was in the county morgue, but it would be safer and less talked about in a hospital morgue, wouldn't it? Or was that the other way around?
    Either way, it was worth a check to see if the body was here. I opened up a few of the drawers in the cabinet by the door, in the bathroom, and then opened a small closet I found behind the door. My clothes were in a bag in the bottom of the closet, along with my boots.
    I undressed in the bathroom and saw the bandage wrapped around my shoulder. It went around my neck and under my arm. Chewing on my lower lip, I pulled and yanked at it, loosening the bandage enough to pull it to the side to see—
    Bastien's mark.
    It was there. A half sphere of dashes and then four round holes where his fangs sank in. The bite itself was clean. I leaned into the mirror get a closer look. It was scabbed over and healing, but I knew just below the surface was the Lycan venom that would start working on me pretty soon. I had maybe thirty-eight hours left.
    As I changed, I noticed the mark on my chest looked less like a tattoo and more like some weird iridescent image. Almost like a club stamp that was only visible under a black light.
    I didn't know if that was good, bad or indifferent.
    Slipping out of the room was easy enough, the nurses were at their station busy with patients and visitors and weren't looking for fully clothed me to walk away. I raked my fingers through my long dark hair and stepped out with a purpose to the elevator. Two other people dressed in scrubs joined me inside.
    "Excuse me," I began and gave them my worried face. "But do either of you know which way to the morgue?"
    The smaller of the two, a middle-aged woman in teddy bear scrubs and golden skin, put her hand on my arm. "Oh no, hon. Are you here to ID a body?"
    "Yes." That's it. Sound confident. Ignore that little voice in your head screaming you're gonna get caught!
    "Morgue's always on the lower floor of the hospital," the other one said. He was tall and looked bored to death. His badge said Gerald. "Just go to the basement and the guard will take you to where you can view."
    "Thank you both," I smiled at each of them and pressed the button for the basement floor. They each stepped off at earlier floors and I descended to the lowest floor alone. I was trying to come up with what story to tell this alleged guard when the elevator stopped and the doors opened.
    The smell hit me first. It was a combination of disinfectant, soap and something else I couldn't identify. The elevator dumped me into a side wall facing a long hall in front of me and a right turn down another hall. I looked down both directions but didn't see a guard.
    Before I