Affliction (Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter) - Laurell K. Hamilton Page 0,52

is a coroner. They didn’t want to see the bodies again. Something about them bothered both doctors. What the hell?

‘We’ll have to go into the other area,’ Shelley said.

‘Other area?’ I made it a question.

‘Where we keep the bodies that are so decayed that we, well, we wouldn’t want the smell to contaminate everything. No one would be able to work down here.’

‘You mean the room for floaters and bodies like that,’ I said.

‘Yes,’ she said, and she gave me a curious look, as if she hadn’t expected me to know that.

‘These don’t smell that bad; in fact, shouldn’t the infection make them smell worse?’

‘That is one of the odd things about it; it doesn’t seem to have the odor to match the putrefaction process. It’s a small blessing for the patients and their families, but it is odd.’

I frowned down at the bodies. ‘But you put the other dead bodies in the area with the stinky stuff; why?’

‘The early bodies decayed more completely. The infection spread from the initial bite site to encompass fifty to eighty percent of the available flesh in just hours.’

‘Wait, hours?’ I asked.

They nodded.

‘These victims died in hours?’ I asked.

‘The man did; we were able to prolong the woman’s life for three days.’

‘Did the early victims in the lockbox die from the infection hitting a major organ group?’ I asked.

‘No,’ Rogers and Shelley said together. She motioned to him.

He continued, ‘Actually, the infection seemed to spread faster through the flesh until it hit a major organ. It’s almost as if as the patient begins to die, the infection slows. It shouldn’t, but it seems to, and I emphasize seems to, because we have far too small a sample set to be sure of much with this infection.’

‘Understood, you’re investigating the disease the way we’re investigating the crime,’ I said.

He nodded. ‘Very much so.’

I shook my head. ‘I don’t know enough about this kind of disease to hazard a guess, but is there a pattern to the wounds on the other victims?’

‘What do you mean, pattern?’

‘Well, the neat bite is in the woman’s face. The rough bite is a shoulder wound. We know we have multiple zombie whatevers; what I’m asking is, does one zombie bite on the arms and shoulders and the other one bite on the face, or was the bite placement just what they could grab? Do they have a bite preference?’

‘Two of the victims had facial wounds,’ Burke said behind us.

It was almost startling, as if we’d forgotten the other cops were back there.

‘Three of them, including the sheriff, were shoulder, arm, or back wounds,’ Al said.

‘You said you had witnesses to some of the attacks. Did they report differences in how the zombies attacked?’

Al seemed to think about it and then glanced at the other officers. They all sort of shook their heads and shrugged. ‘The witness statements read like a horror movie,’ Rickman said. ‘I don’t mean they’re horrible, but more like they’re describing a scene from a movie.’

‘What do you mean?’ I asked.

Rickman looked at the other men, and it was the first sign of insecurity I’d seen in him. I wasn’t sure if it made him more human and likable or if it should have worried me.

Burke said, ‘My guys were the first on the scene for one attack, and I know what the detective is saying. Zombies are the shambling dead, slow – relentless, but slow. One thing all the witnesses agree on is that these zombies are human-fast, at the very least, and maybe a little faster, which is movie stuff, not reality.’

‘The one flesh-eating zombie I dealt with was more than human-fast,’ I said.

‘Why does eating flesh make them faster?’ Rickman asked.

In my head I thought, I’ve seen zombies after they’ve eaten flesh and they haven’t been faster, but I can’t say it to a roomful of policemen, because I was the one who had raised the zombies and used them as defensive weapons. I’d done it every time to save my life and the lives of other innocent people, but none of it had been sanctioned by the police, and in fact I wasn’t entirely sure the police would have okayed it regardless of circumstances. Technically as a marshal with the preternatural service I could use my psychic abilities to do my job; there were no caveats on what psychic abilities I used to finish my job, and since my job was to execute people … technically I was now covered if I did