Rage Unleashed by Casheena Parker Page A

so far.”
     
     
    “Oh okay. Well that’s good news at least. But I still don’t see why someone wasn’t called down here to find out what happened. It’s hospital protocol in a situation like this.”
     
     
    Luke said nothing. He only nodded his head in agreement because his partner was right. Usually in cases like this the hospital would have called, except in this particular situation there were officers who were already there who probably spoke with them about it and said nothing. This made him even more curious about the cops that brought his son in but never made a statement about it.
     
     
    Looking at Luke’s face, Blake could tell his mind was working a mile  a minute. He wondered what else was going on that he
     
     
    wasn’t aware of. From the look on his partner’s face there was something much worse that occurred than someone nearly killing Lucian and for some reason he couldn’t form the words to tell him, which was unlike his usually blunt partner.
     
     
    “Um, Luke. Man what else is going on? I can tell from the look on your face that there’s more than what you’re telling me.”
     
     
    Detective Farmouth didn’t respond, because he couldn’t. He just pushed the button to the elevator so he could show him instead. They took the walk to the morgue, while Blake wore a look of confusion and concern. As Luke entered the morgue for the third time that day he said nothing. Heather already knew what he was there for and she could tell in the way he was walking that he couldn’t bare to open the freezer again to see his son laying there. So she walked ahead of them quietly leading the way with Blake following behind her and Luke in the rear.
     
     
    She stopped at the freezer and slowly opened it as Blake stood confused and Lucas stood a few steps behind him. Blake watched Heather open the drawer and remove the cover. It was then that the look on his partner’s face made complete sense. It was far worse than he could have imagined. Not only was his godson Lucian, laying in the ICU fighting for his life but his only son was laying on a cold slab in a morgue.
     
     
    He couldn’t bring himself to try to understand what he was seeing. He glanced at the wounds there on his exposed body and instantly grew angry. What had happened to these young men? He turned around to find his partner standing there shaking his head while fighting to hold back his tears. Blake said nothing as he walked to his partner and embraced him. He could only imagine what he was feeling. This was not something that he could easily hold in and ignore. This was his son, his only son. This was the son that was considered a blessing to him and his wife after  four
     
     
    miscarriages and three failed rounds of IVF. This was the son that they were denied the first time around when they tried to adopt. This was the son that he was proud enough to not only adopt but give him his name.
     
     
    “Heather? How did he get here? Who brought him in? I heard nothing about this at the station?”
     
     
    “Like I told Detective Farmouth earlier, two officers that brought him in. I don’t remember their names except for the fact that they both began with “Mc.” That’s all I can really remember. They told me that they didn’t know who he was and that they didn’t want me to allow anyone to identify the body until they gave me the clearance. They said that they also didn’t want Dr. Ross to examine him and that they would have the body transferred to one of their people because this body was part of an investigation. They brought his body in around midnight which was around the same time the guy that was found by the fisherman was brought in. You had to hear about that at least right?”
     
     
    “No, actually I knew nothing of either case. I also don’t know what case would involve a supposed John Doe.” Blake was silent for a moment, going over the things that Heather had just told him in his head. “Okay thanks