Chapter 46: Corrective Action

The sheet had spent the night facedown on the passenger seat, which was how Rourke Remediation preferred its mistakes. Callum found it just before sunrise. He had spent the night in the open van outside Fong's without once turning the sheet over, and the last hour of it behind the stockroom with one hand against the cellar door. He had heard roots strike the other side. Once the wood had flexed under his palm. Sau-lin had not answered. He could no longer tell whether she stood six inches away or had been dragged under the drain. No cold marked her presence. No second pulse occupied his wrist. The cellar was a locked room, and for the first time in thirteen days Callum had only the evidence available to everyone else. He went back to the van. The broken carpenter's pencil lay across the sheet, and he turned it over. SITE:…