Had he shared such an emotion with anyone else in his life?
‘I hardly knew the man in life–I didn’t like him then and I certainly don’t like him after dissecting him.’
Patch sounded disapproving and it snapped me back to attention. It wasn’t hard to breach his moral code because of the strict tenets of his religion. In fact, it was a surprise to me that he tolerated my behaviour, although he did often say it was because I knew no better. I was sure that wasn’t a compliment.
‘As I said before, to have saved this man’s life would have been so straightforward. It turns out it was only a question of time anyway.’ None of the condemnation had left Patch’s voice.
I followed him to the metal side table where he had placed the heart. Scalpel in hand, he progressed with the dissection, shaving slivers from the heart. He stained the shavings and invited us to look down the lens.
Chivalry has no place in law. Frank Pearson moved forward to examine the slide first. Nervously, he cleared his throat, and again he coughed. Either he didn’t know what he was looking at or he was reluctant to say.
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