Erskine visibly winced. Yeah, if there was one thing that would set Skulduggery off... a part of him almost wished he'd seen it. Then another part of him realised he had seen it, technically, in any of the number of times he'd caught sight of Lord Vile during the war. That thought spurred another long drink, and Erskine tried very hard to do the alcohol's work of shutting his brain down. It didn't work.

What did work, surprisingly, was laughing. Which was Erskine's next move when Corrival finished speaking - abruptly and maybe a little too loudly. "A dead body in your freezer? For how long?"

He couldn't bring himself to feel upset over Crux's death. He'd never liked the man to begin with, and felt nothing but a small sliver of pity when he heard what happened at Aranmore Farm. Crux's apparent death was an afterthought. Tragic, but an afterthought. Honestly, Erskine was glad Gabe finally ended it. And he was far too amused at the prospect of a dead body hidden away in Corrival's kitchen.