"You're so mesmerizing when you dissect a cadaver," she whispered in my ear, running her fingertips across my scalpel.
I'm the medical examiner and she's the new assistant.
Until I discovered that the deceased in the recent three murders had missed calls from her on their mobile phones.
The title page of her diary reads: "How can I kill you so that you will always belong to me?"
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