Chapter 56
"You're lucky you came today, Sam," Benny said as he opened the door to the smaller examining room. "We're shipping the body to his sister in D.C. this afternoon."
"So soon?"
"I've delayed it for too long as it is." Benny looked through the glass window to his office where an assistant stood with a stack of papers for him to sign. "You have fun. Let me know when you're through."
Once Benny left, Sam took her necklace off and looked down at the mummified remains that now lay on a metal gurney. Hap probably had been filled with a lot of hope when he had spoken with her father. If that truck driver hadn't hit the overpass, Hap's body might never have been found.
She pushed the necklace into Hap's hand, the one that had held Hap's pin. Immediately a sea of lightning bolt shapes floated in her mind. All shapes and sizes. She sensed fear. Hap's fear. Then bodies, falling in succession. She heard footsteps running, ragged panting. She saw the smiling face in the picture, Hap's face. She saw a man's hands, lifting her onto his lap. She saw the shapes again, and this time, a hand drawing them. A small hand. A child's hand. Her hand.
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