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THE SKELETON IN THE TREE

 Chapter One

For three days the storm which had stalled over southern Georgia, had rained down on Savannah, dumping seven inches of rain without any letup.Lightning split the sky followed by booming thunder in waves. Brave motorists did their best to navigate flooded streets in their attempt to reach their destinations before the predicted flash floods overtook them. To no avail. The street lights had already come on though it usually would be at least another two hours before they would have been needed. But the shifting cloud cover had been just enough to trip the sensors. Looking out her third story office window, Kaitlynne (Kait) Morrissey watched as a Cadillac Escalade was hit by a sudden swell of oncoming water breaching the guardrails alongside the road.The force of the water lifted the car up, spinning it 180 degrees sideways and only stopped when it slammed broadside into a streetlight. The impact popped the hood, exposing the engine to a sudden rush of water, killing the car. Without power the car was no more than a piece of deadwood caught in the torrential flood. Kait started to reach for the phone, intent on calling 911, when she saw one of the heavy-duty emergency rescue vehicles already pushing through the rushing waters to aid the stranded passengers in the Cadillac. She had previously decided she wasn’t going to attempt to drive home in this storm. She would camp out in the woman’s lounge for the night. The forecast had predicted that by morning the storm should have passed and though a large portion of the flooding would have receded, travel would not be recommended due to debris on the road and the risk of downed trees. She could assess the situation after listening to the reports tomorrow. Besides she had no idea what the condition her car would be since she’d heard the garage had flooded.

The next morning, Lauren Boorman-Russo, Kaitlynne Morrissey’s boss arrived right on time and, as always,in high spirits. Lauren was the Senior Director of the Georgia Bureau of Investigation in Forensic Science in Savannah, Georgia. And she was eight and a half months pregnant.This was her and her husband Michael’s second child, and her husband preferred she didn’t go into the field.“

Good morning Kait, how are things this morning?” Asked Lauren as she hung up her raincoat and set her umbrella in its stand. Walking over to her desk, she put away her tote, and lowered herself carefully onto her chair.

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