The Butcher and The Wren

by Alaina Urquhart

As he prepares for relief, “Hotline Bling” by Drake blares through the speakers, and he flicks it off immediately.

Tomorrow is Thursday. Thursdays are his Friday, but he truly hates when people say things like that.

WREN IS FRUSTRATED. UNIDENTIFIED BODIES in her morgue irritate her endlessly. Mostly, it’s due to her own neurotic need to finish what she starts and clear items from her to-do lists. She doesn’t like having unfinished business,

Same