Red Light
“A young, ginger-haired pathologist was staring glumly at a shadowy scan of a bowel tumour, but Dr O’Brien had not yet arrived. Katie was relieved, in a way. Dr O’Brien would have insisted on showing her the two mutilated homicide victims, and how he had pieced together the skin from their faces, and her stomach didn’t really feel strong enough for gristle and connective tissue and the all-pervasive sweetness of decomposing flesh. She was having enough trouble keeping down the pineapple juice th...at she had drunk too quickly instead of breakfast. She left Dr O’Brien a note to call her.
Before she drove out of the hospital car park, she checked her text messages, of which she had fifteen altogether. Chief Superintendent O’Driscoll wanted to see her as soon as she arrived at Anglesea Street. Detective Sergeant ó Nuallán had found the body-art parlour where Mawakiya had been tattooed – but there were ‘complications’, which she didn’t specify but needed to discuss ‘asap!!’ Detective O’Donovan said that the CCTV picture of the young African woman that had appeared on the RTÉ News yesterday evening had attracted thirty-eight responses, one of which had been a proposal of marriage.MoreLess
Before she drove out of the hospital car park, she checked her text messages, of which she had fifteen altogether. Chief Superintendent O’Driscoll wanted to see her as soon as she arrived at Anglesea Street. Detective Sergeant ó Nuallán had found the body-art parlour where Mawakiya had been tattooed – but there were ‘complications’, which she didn’t specify but needed to discuss ‘asap!!’ Detective O’Donovan said that the CCTV picture of the young African woman that had appeared on the RTÉ News yesterday evening had attracted thirty-eight responses, one of which had been a proposal of marriage.MoreLess
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