"Girl 당신 got some explaining to do," the M.E. said seriously as she tended to Castle's injuries.
They had carefully moved 성 down to the Morgue, which was only another floor under the gym, to avoid anyone seeing the pulp that was once “ruggedly handsome”. He was currently laying on a cold metal 표, 테이블 as Lanie stitched up his forehead.
"There's nothing to explain," Beckett mumbled in response as she sat a few feet away, watching Lanie’s skilled hands work their magic on the deep cut along his forehead.
Within a short time period, the bruises have already started to darken on his skin,...