Complications

“What do you mean, nobody died?” Dyers was frowning at me like I’d just told him that clouds were blue. “We’ve a body in the morgue that says otherwise.”

I shrugged. I wasn’t sure how to take this conversation any further forward without losing the last of my credibility. “I’m not sure what I can say that’s going to make any sense, but whatever happened in that fire, and whatever your guys have got on the slab, I was attacked by your murder victim last night and she wasn’t looking particularly inconvenienced.” There; it was said now and I couldn’t take it back.