#Chapter 183: Downswing

Alexander Every coroner in the region had been called in. The block was lined with medical transport vehicles. It was going to be a long and slow process getting all of the bodies into them and on their way somewhere that our kind could treat them with honor and begin the process of attempting to identify them. The medical professionals tasked with pulling the bodies off of the pile and moving them into the waiting vehicles were wearing full hazmat suits, on account of all the still-tacky blood slicking the steps and surrounding area, as well as the rotten condition of some of the bodies. It was an atrocious undertaking. I saw one woman in a quarantine suit stagger down to the street, unzip and rip her face mask off frantically, double over and vomit into the gutter. I was a little surprised that she was the only one. I truly admired the courage of all these responders. I had no doubt they were badly frightened, but still, here they were. Showing up to do the honorable wor