"Madilyn Morocco?" William asked as the file was passed over to him, "what does she have to do with any of this?" Virgil had already looked over the file himself. Madilyn was a girl in one of the nearby asylums, placed in there for her multiple suicide attempts by her rich family.
"Look here," Virgil said, motioning to... nothing.
"...a neck. How. surprising," Virgil already knew that william was thinking of sending him back to the loney bin, but couldnt because he was the best goddam coroner/surgeon/chemist that they fucking had. Probably due to the loose screws, though that was a conversation for another day.
"Plastic surgery?" William looked at the picture, then back at, who he knew now, to be Madilyn. "How are you so sure it's her?"
"Blood test, the DNA was a match." Virgil said, as he took the file and placed it away, "and, for the record, not plastic surgery. More like... taxidermy?" Virgil looked closer. "It'll be difficult to tell until i can get under the skin, though last time i tried to do that with you in the room you vomited on the body.
"And for good reason! You can just tear off someone's skin without warning!" William let out a groan, "never mind— just, call me when you have more results.
YOU ARE READING
The Lives of Adeline
ActionAdeline is one of the most infamous con-woman known in the city of Rahu, known best for pissing off the local Mafia in the city. One day, she kills herself. No one knows why, but it shocks everyone. Vermon and William, two people not very well know...
