“My study is categorically precise. I left no stone unturned. I also left no detectable trace,” Dr. Fielder exclaimed, slamming his fist down on the desk. “If you don’t like my recommendation, I suggest you try someone else.”
The hooded creature’s laughter quickly turned to a hacking cough. A desk lamp barely lit its pale and translucent mouth, spattered in blood that it quickly licked clean.
“I’m afraid you are the best, doctor. And, as the best, I expect results. You don’t want to end up like the last doctor who failed.”
“Fine. But the next body must be fresher.”
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