Chasing Morgan Powell


It wouldn’t be hard to crawl around the chest high fence at the end of the building that read NO ADMITTANCE. On the other side a rectangular concrete surface came to an abrupt stop yards from the water’s surface. From there, I thought, you could throw yourself off the lip. It’s the only place to do it. Otherwise you’d have to scramble down piles of boulders and plop into shallow water. And though a body dropping from the edge of the breakwater would remain close to shore, with determination you could still keep your head down. The current might easily sweep your corpse back into the basin, where officers from the 76thprecinct could oversee its removal.

If he killed himself, I thought, Morgan must have done it right there.

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