"We're in," Rose said as she pushed the window open and crawled inside the morgue.
"You know how to pick a lock?" Jayce asked, following her inside and closing the window behind him.
"You learn a thing or two when you've been hunting as long as I have," She replied as she made her way to the corner's office.
Quickly lockpicking the door to the office, she strolled inside and started ransacking the room. Finding a logbook, she walked back over to Jayce.
"Let's see, the most recent victim was Seth Griffen and he is in locker..." Rose said as she flipped through the pages. "Seventeen."
"Seventeen," Jayce repeated as he examined the numbers on the shelving units until he found one labeled seventeen. "Got it."
Unlatching the cold locker, he pulled out a sliding table that had a piece of cloth covering a corpse. Jayce removed the cloth from the head as he looked at the corpse's face.
"That's him," He said.
