âAnd yet another murder.â With a displeased expression, Diana dropped the newspaper back onto the coffee. Although she had been the doctor responsible for determining the cause of death and doing the required analysis of the body, her name had not featured in the newspaper, at her request, nearing the spotlight had her ill at ease. âThis is getting depressing.â Her hand raised in the air, to signal the bartender over to refill her glass.
âI know right?â Yuki said, closing out the news site on his phone before taking a sip of his soda. Heâd been looking to see if thereâd been any updates, despite knowing there likely wouldnât be any. Still he had a little bit of hope that it would get shut down before anyone else died, but it was starting to fade with every person that died.Â











