“That’s the coroner’s job, though. Come on. Be honest. Who really called you, someone from DemiDate? Saoirse?” “The Gardaí called.” Police. “It is my job, depending on the circumstances. Elderly cases. Nonviolent accidents. Unless the Gardaí need a postmortem exam, the bodies come directly to me.” Oh. Of course. I’d been so preoccupied imagining Callum with someone else, I hadn’t considered the obvious explanation. Not that he needed to explain himself. “This could be the worst night of someone’s life. I won’t make it worse by making them wait all hours for someone to pick up their loved one.”
Bitch wtf
