Its just past two in the morning, and someone has died.

My phone chimes and instructions from my dispatcher appear on the screen: a name, an address and a quick description of the situation Im about to walk into, but I never really know whats waiting for me until I arrive. I drag myself out of bed. Normally Id dress in a pristine black suit, but I put on a crisp set of scrubs instead because of the pandemic. Then its off to the scene with my work partner.