Warning: kind of disturbing, at least I think so.
Drabble 25- 'Strange Fruit' Billie Holiday
When they removed the sheet from the mangled body at the morgue, Mercy Jones couldn't help but let out a strangled sob. "Who, who did this?"
"We aren't sure ma'am, but it seems that your relationship with Mr. Evans attracted a lot of negative attention," Finnegan Hudson said, clutching his hat in his hands.
"But why?"
"Well ma'am, we think it might have been due to the race issues of the matter."
Mercy looked up at the man who spoke, solid, plain spoken Noah. "But we'd come so far...I thought it wouldn't matter any more."
"Even in the seventies ma'am, there are still some people who don't want to see black and white together. But I assure you, we will find out who murdered him and bring them to justice."
Mercy reached out and caressed her Sam's face one last time. "See that you do, gentlemen." She strode out of the room.