Misty Red Swallowtail

Her scalpel trembles over the autopsy table—the same blade that became Exhibit A in her sister's vanishing, the same "weapon" that condemned his mother to death row. Forensic pathologist versus prosecutor: she's carved through seven sleepless years hunting her sister's ghost in corpses, while he's spent seven sketching butterflies over his mother's wrongful execution. Now their blades cross in the morgue's cold light. Seven years ago, her witness testimony sealed his mother's fate. Seven years later, he wields procedural justice like a scalpel, pinning her as prime suspect in the very case tha…