She swiped to take the call and put it to her ear, all without opening her eyes. “Yeah.” Her voice was like Barry White, so she cleared her throat. “Lyons.” “It’s Burkot. We got a body, found an hour ago. Preliminaries indicate its Kiera James.” Caisey rubbed the grit from her eyes and tried to focus on Andrea’s living room. “Text me the address.” “Stern and Wing are on their way to relieve you. They’ll cover Ms. James until you and Liam are done at the scene.” Which meant they would also be the ones drafted to tell Andrea her sister was dead for sure. Was it wrong to want the body to be some nameless, faceless person? Anonymity didn’t make it better that someone was dead, but it would hurt Andrea less. Caisey hung up and sat up. Life was like a runaway freight train sometimes. It didn’t matter how fast you ran down the track, trying to get ahead of it. Eventually it hit you.
