They loaded the gurneys from the trucks into the hospital’s morgue room. ‘Special envoy, military corpses only. Sign here, ma’am.’
Sally signed the papers. A lot of these guys had been Jack’s friends. She already knew what they were up to, so she had a decent memory recall of their personalities and proclivities. And she knew what the politicians and their stage crew nurses were about to accuse them of.
She watched the bodies go by on the gurneys, one by one. ‘I got you boys,’ she whispered. ‘I’ll get the gowns for the testing ready upstairs,’ she said to the security camera.