"Huh? We really don't need to investigate?" Hancock looked utterly bewildered.
"Just treat it as infighting between Wesen. The suspects were two lizard monsters, and they've vanished from this world for good." With dark circles under both eyes, Nick let out a huge yawn and pushed open the door to the medical examiner's office.
Last night, he and Dahlia had spent most of the night fighting back their nausea as they cleaned up the severed limbs and scraps of flesh in the basement storeroom.
It wasn't that Rosalie had been lazy and refused to help. Miss Fox simply couldn't stomach it. She had barely gone downstairs before she started throwing up violently, which only added to their workload.
Nick had used his pocket dimension to transport the two bodies to the abandoned Primrose Paper Mill, doused them in gasoline, and burned them to ashes. As for the DNA evidence left at the scene, he had left Rosalie to clean that up at her own pace.
He had taught her the methods, after all. Bleach containing sodium hypochlorite or hydrogen peroxide could break down hemoglobin and destroy DNA. Blood that had seeped into the concrete floor or walls needed repeated scrubbing with a powerful detergent containing protease.
If there were cracks in the concrete surface, she could simply chisel off a layer and patch it up afterward.
Monroe's and Rosalie's bloodstained clothes had been burned as well. Nick had also dismantled the Glock 17 and TEC-9 submachine gun, destroyed their rifling with a file, and driven along the Willamette River, tossing the parts out along the way.
By the time he finished, it was almost dawn. Nick had gone home and slept for only a few hours before a call from his partner summoned him to the medical examiner's office.
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