At 3:17 A.M., I was completely alone in the morgue when something beneath the white sheet suddenly caught my eye…

had changed.

One side of the sheet, near Claire’s left arm, was no longer lying flat.

There was a small rise under the fabric.

I stepped back from the counter.

For a second I thought maybe air from the vent had caught the edge of the sheet, but the rest of it lay completely still.

My heart was pounding so hard it hurt.

I moved closer.

Another tiny movement continue reading …