Then, she went there.
“I’ll be rechecking everything you do, and anyone who is not performing at the level needed to sustain this team will be removed and replaced.Autopsy One,andthis team, has a reputation, and going forward, we’re going to ensure that it stays that way. I worked fifteen years to make sure our lab ran at the highest level, and we’re staying there. Plus, we are not embarrassing ourselves when we borrow a facility!”
Ben couldn’t believe this.
“Is this real?” he asked, knowing that it sounded like that was going to suck.
Where was the fun?
Certainly, not here.
Chrissy smiled.
“Yes, Benjamin Lucifer Longfellow, it is. I know all about all of you. I have a photographic memory, and I’ve memorized your files. Now that we’ve been acquainted, let’s get to work. By morning, I want all the DNA done on the eyes, cross-referenced to the database, and checked for burial location. If we get called out, half will stay, and half will go. We’re running all night. I hope you brought snacks, which again, won’t be eaten in here, and are ready to show this side of the country how forensics is done.AGAIN.”
There were groans of discontent, and that made Chris giddy. So much so, that he gave her a fist bump.
Ahhhh, sanity was about to be restored.
He stared at Tony.
“You fucked around, and now, you’re about to find out. It’s back to the original protocols. Chrissy, welcome back. Run it like you stole it. Where’s the ME who owns this lab?” he asked.
They all pointed to the supply room.
“He’s wrapping paperwork before he heads out for the night,” Tony said. “He mentioned leaving the paperwork withyou so you could review it before he submits it to the homicide captain.”
Chris was good with that.
Now, he could avoid asking him to omit information, and just hold onto the reports for twenty-four hours to help Elizabeth out.
Plus, he could keep running the man to vet him, and he wanted to do that when he wasn’t around.
“Good. The fact that you behaved like this in a stranger’s morgue is not what I expect from my team,” he said. “Anthony, you know better. I’ll be discussing this with Elizabeth tomorrow. Someone might be going back to Damascus.”
He gasped again.
“You’d send me back with skulls here?”
Chris went to say something, but Chrissy said it first.
“Yes, I will. Tony, you know better. Elizabeth’s life is on the line when she runs a case. What were you thinking?”
He actually looked remorseful.
“You’re right,” he said. “My bad. I got carried away.”
Yes, yes, he did.
Chris could see that this was handled, and he was leaving it in good hands.
FINALLY.
This runaway train of petulant employees was back under control.
It was the best money he’d ever spent.
For.
