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The Brilliant Pathologist And Her Stoic Cop

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 721    |    Released on: Today at 13:45

nct's tech room, casting a harsh

ed his keyboard, bringing up

is arms crossed over his chest, a

lked to the front of the room and poi

dates," Kyl

emergency room visits o

nd panic attacks," Kylee read off the screen. "The official re

They only happen when a limb is violently twisted. These

the dates, his stomach twisting with guilt.

o Alex. "Pull up

e screen, compiled from thousands o

essive: OVERREACTING. CRAZY. YO

her voice razor-sharp. "He systematically

s a scumbag. That doesn't prove y

"Alex, put up the crime scene

ints and the 'LIA

sleeping with Darius. He went to the penthouse and strangled Darius in a rage. While he was there, he dis

overed in rose petals?" Leland scoffed. "That contradicts

rned her head and locked her

n't commit suic

our eyes. Picture Damion's bathroom. Whe

throom flashed in his mind. "The pill bottle was

's a glaring anomaly. A left-handed man does not instinctively hold his final drink in his right hand as his motor functions s

, his face flushed. "E

. She pulled out a high-resolution printo

it onto th

," Kylee said. "It's crushed Ambien.

m, her eyes burning with a

said, her voice echoing in the silent room. "She drugged him. She dragged him into that bathtub

stopped

continued, outlining the nightmare. "She used Damion as a weapon to kill the peopl

s body. "Then, she went home, drank

into a suffocatin

a victim at all. She was the ar

c was airtight. It was terrifying

red. "We need hard proo

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The Brilliant Pathologist And Her Stoic Cop
The Brilliant Pathologist And Her Stoic Cop
“Dr. Kylee Mcdonald was a brilliant medical examiner whose life was defined by cold, mechanical precision. But that perfect control shattered when her phone rang in the middle of an autopsy. It was her best friend, Dana, whispering their old college distress code. "Curtain call." By the time Kylee and Detective Justice kicked down Dana's door, she lay dead on her couch, her skin a horrifying cherry-red from cyanide. The crime scene was clumsily staged to frame a billionaire suitor, but soon, every single suspect linked to Dana turned up violently dead. Internal Affairs pointed the finger at Kylee, accusing her of using her medical expertise to become a vigilante serial killer. But the encrypted truth Kylee uncovered was far more chilling. Dana had been severely abused by her boyfriend, and driven to the edge, she manipulated him into murdering their tormentors before executing him and taking her own life. To avoid a public scandal, the police chief buried Dana's brilliant, terrifying manifesto. Kylee's flawless mind short-circuited. She was a genius at reading the dead, so why had she been completely blind to the living hell her best friend endured right in front of her? Three days later, while attending a formal gala to numb her grief, a nearby apartment building exploded in flames. As Kylee examined the charred bodies pulled from the rubble, she realized the male victim was strangled long before the fire started. She looked at the surviving mother, whose baby had just died in the blast, but the woman's eyes were completely, terrifyingly empty. The alarm bells in Kylee's meticulously ordered brain began to chime, signaling that a new, deadly script had just begun.”