The Corpse Whisperer’s Fall

Summary

The day I requested transfer to desk duty, the precinct practically sighed in relief. Approval was unanimous—almost celebratory.

Only Ivy Hayes objected. The new M.E., my boyfriend’s childhood friend, and self-proclaimed "Corpse Whisperer."

She burst into my office, red-eyed, clutching my sleeve. "Dr. Kearns, please stay. Keep fighting for the victims!"

I shook her off and left without a word.

In my last life, she was the real deal—a medium who recited autopsy reports after one glance. Families worshipped her. Me? The ghoul who desecrated the dead.