It can't be easy, being a criminal pathologist in exile in Florida. People drop dead like flies around Dr Jenner, unless they're busy trying to kill him. Or unless they're women, who prefer swooning. Jenner seems undaunted though, and efficiently uncovers drug cartels, performs autopsies, charms ...
“Fuck!” He pounded his fist on the sink. “Mason! Call it in. Get the word out.” The sink had overflowed, and Rad, stepping backward from the window, slipped and almost went down. “Fuck! Jesus, Jenner.” In the office, Green’s neatly folded white coat sat on a leather daybed. The desk drawers were ...