Chapter 9

Lucas, who had been about to leave with Roxanne supporting him, stopped in his tracks. He turned around, desperately avoiding looking at that mutilated body. To him, I was now just a headless, legless torso, like meat on a chopping block that was ready to be carved up. He refused to acknowledge it, probably just to protect his worthless pride. The reason he'd only trembled when he saw the baby's body without all these dramatic reactions was quite simple. The baby still had a face and a complete torso. But me? I was broken into pieces, just like my heart that was shattered into a million fragments. The forensic doctor looked at Gabriel in confusion. "Mr. Dutton, I don't understand what you mean." Gabriel stepped closer, tears streaming uncontrollably down his face. He reached out but was stopped by the forensic assistant. The assistant glanced at the doctor, looking puzzled and nervous. Gabriel's voice shook with grief. "Can you check the back of her right arm? Is there a sutured