Dr. Aberstock didn't seem surprised to find me invading his space. If anything, he accepted my appearance with the kind of happy welcome that I'd seen him reserve for Dad and even Crew at crime scenes. I could take that as a compliment or the twisted truth I really did poke my nose in too often. Guess which one I beat myself with?

"Another day, another body, right, Fee?" He bent over his case, cape and jacket discarded, gloves on his hands, grunting softly as he pulled ...