Myorka was away, arranging important paperwork and saving them money, and Spade and Serenica had the cabin to themselves.
There was a bathtub in the middle of the room.
There was a body lying in the tub.
Serenica had seen so many incredible things in her life that she was only mildly shocked by the corpse itself. The man had had his throat slit very neatly, there was a single dark red line of dry blood running across his neck, but there were no other signs of violence. Around the body there was black liquid, enough for a proper bath, but Serenica did not know what it was.
What Serenica was worried about was the possibility of Spade trying something funny. He seemed like a man who would do something funny when given the opportunity. Perhaps he would make the dead man walk again. Serenica didn't want to see that. She didn't want to draw any attention to herself. She was already sought after by earthly forces. She didn't need the supernatural to come after her as well.
