INT. - SILVER CITY MORGUE - DAY
Ray stood back, arms crossed over her chest over her white lab coat as Gerri gave Kinsey the once over.
"You're sure you're okay?" This was the third time since the detective and medical examiner raced to Kinsey's condo the redhead asked the slim blonde the same question.
"I'm fine." Kinsey seemed to try to shake off Gerri's attention physically, turning half away from the taller woman, facing the dead body on Ray's slab. The sort-of dead body, that was. Ray could only assume he'd wake up eventually, considering the giant exit wound in the side of his skull was closing over despite his lack of a heartbeat.
The other man? Not so much. He, she assured the detective, wouldn't rise again. Unless he was a true zombie. The putrid stench of his two-day-old deca
