“Got a cold one for ya, hot off the press!”
Ravi’s booming voice made Liv jump. She was in the backroom watching the news, though only half paying attention.
She looked for chances to catch Peyton, hoping to hear a word or two that she would say to the public but would be secretly directed at Liv.
But so far, Peyton was nothing but strictly professional, as per usual.
Liv glanced around the bend, just barely catching the EMT guys leaving the morgue.
Ravi took control of the gurney, wheeling the covered body under a bright light and beside his metal table full of medical tools.
“Let me guess,” she started, standing up and shoving her hands deep into the pockets of her white lab coat, “money, sex, and lies.”
“Is there ever any other motive for murder?” Ravi asked sarcastically, snapping on his surgical gloves.
Liv pulled two gloves out of the box, “Just promise you’ll let me know if the victim was a sexaholic before I do anything I’ll regret.”
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