You've Been Warned
Chapter One
IT'S WAY TOO EARLY in the morning for dead people.
That's what I'd be thinking, were I actually thinking clearly right
now. I'm not.
The second I turn the corner on my way to work and see the crowd,
the commotion, the dingy gray body bags being wheeled out of that
oh-so-chichi hotel, I reach for my camera. I can't help it. It's
instinct on my part.
Click, click, click.
Don't think about what's happened here. Just shoot, Kristin.
My head whips left and right, the lens of my Leica R9 leading the
way. I focus first on the faces around me - the gawkers, the
lookie-loos. That's what Annie Leibovitz would do. A businessman in
wide pinstripes, a bike messenger, a mother with her stroller, they
all stand and stare at the terrible murder scene. Like it or not,
this is the highlight of their day. And it's not yet eight a.m.
I move forward, even as something inside me is saying, "Look away,
walk away." Even as something says, "You know where you are. This
hotel. You know, Kristin."
I'm weaving my way toward the entrance t ... read full excerpt from You've Been Warned ebook
