As the embalming fluid pumped into Sophie’s killed body, filling her blood vessels and permeating her tissues, disinfecting and preserving her, one mortician hooked a trochar up to a hose connected to another jar of embalming fluid. No bloodflow had previously been apparent because the bullet had, in its course through the upholstery of the car seat, carried a swatch of material with it that had stopped up the wound. Xxx hot Kissing the Duchess one last time with a whispered endearment, he lifted the casket lid back into place and locked it again, then took up the folded flag and draped it over the coffin once again. Several staff officers were summoned, and they took their positions, reached under Sophie, and tenderly lifted her, carrying her solemnly to the bier where
