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"I’ht," the attendant said "Dr Deill be in first thing in theto start the autopsy"

As he spoke, the corpse on the gurney jackknifed into a sitting position, the sheet falling to reveal her naked torso

The young er leaped over the table in an instant, slipping behind hi the door shut with his other hand

Tina Lawrence glared around, a hissing growl co fro fangs

Despite her calling in life and the way she’d died, Tina Lawrence was still beautiful Her blond hair cascaded over the white flesh of her shoulders, and despite the terrifying distraction of her fangs, she had lovely wide blue eyes, which settled on the attendant with hunger

He spoke froer’s hold, his words ger stared at Fiona "Take hier was struggling with the attendant--both to hold hiinto his eyes "Quiet now, quiet It’s all right You’re drea this You’re asleep at your desk, and you know that you have to wake up, that you have a job to do"

She kept speaking softly Jagger apparently assured hi was fine and turned toward the corpse of Tina Lawrence, but as he did, the corpse leaped naked fro attendant

Jagger slipped between the to caler had taken a weapon fro stake, honed to a sharp point, even narrower than hers He took Tina Lawrence into his ars could tear into his throat, he struck hard, delivering the lethal blow directly through the wall of her chest and straight into her heart

The corpse collapsed against hian to lose the youngsound and started to slip lower in her ar then that he must be a football player--a blocker or a tackle--with Tulane or Loyola, because she si Though she tried to hold hier swearing softly as he shoved the corpse of Tina Lawrence quickly back onto the table and came to help her

But by then the attendant had passed out cold

"We’ve got to get hier told her

"What if someone else is in the hallway? There are still people in the building," she warned

"Get out there and ," he told her "Quickly"

"Why ht, all right, I’er at hiiveto have a hell of a lot to keep if you don’t get ," he told her

She wanted to reply; she wanted the last word But they needed to hurry She rushed out into the hallway

It was clear

"Now," she told Jagger, sticking her head back into the autopsy room

Luckily the attendant’s desk was just down the hall She rushed toward it, ready to fend off anyone who er had lifted the attendant as if he were notoward the desk Just beyond the desk, Fiona saw a door opening She rushed toward it just in tih

"Oh!" she said, staring at hi to lock her eyes on his and demand his attention

Apparently she succeeded, because he stared curiously back at her

"Hello," he said weakly

She s very hard Go and get your things, then go on ho, you’re so tired"

"I’m so tired," he echoed "You’re a lovely hallucination"

"Thank you"

He was of average height and weight, with close-cropped white hair He was usually very dignified looking, she was certain, but right noas staring at her ide-eyed wonder

"You’re daydreao home You need some rest"

"Yes, yes, butwhy don’t you coood daydrearoaned inwardly

"That wouldn’t be a very good idea You probably have a wife, and I think she’s your daydreaht"

He stepped back the way he had co the door

As she turned, she aler had come up quietly behind her

"He’s at his desk He’ll wake up confused Poor boy may never be the same He’ll have soined everything," Jagger told her He was staring at her with amusement, and she could tell that he ed ainst his chest Like a rock, but he moved back "This is a disaster," she said, her voice a low and angry whisper "You need to let ehaoing on in here?"

Fiona ignored that It was true that he had definitelytaken care of things