Arriving back at the apartment, we set up the equipment.
I've never dissolved a corpse, and I don't exactly want to end up on FBI watchlist, so YouTube tutorial is not an option.
The only reason I knew to get these supplies was because I watched Breaking Bad, and Ammit's a Forensic Scientist, so she knew a thing or two.
"Did you hear her Graves? I've got my own serial killer name! First Class Killer!"
Wait, should I be encouraging this? She's a straight up killer.
Looking down at Ammit, she's beaming at me with her glowing blue eyes; With those cute freckles and pleading eyes, she's like a kid looking for validation from a parent.
Oh, but when she looks at me like that, I can't morally correct her.
"Yea, you'll be the next bay harbor butcher in no time."
Her blue eyes glow as she jumps with joy. "You really think so?! Well..." She awkwardly plays with her hands, giving me a bashful expression. "Graves, this will be our first time dissolving a corpse together..."
