He pressed thumb and forefinger to his eyes, then dropped his hand. “I think Dustin was onto something. We need to find every person named on this list and get them into protective custody immediately. I can start working on that.” He tapped a text to someone and then set his phone back on the table. “I also want to bring in Richard Kilgore and start questioning him. Find out who the other man was in the hallway that night.” Caden paused and sighed, reached out to cover Sarah’s hand with his. “I’m sorry I didn’t do more when you were asking. I’m sorry I didn’t put more effort into finding Brianne when you asked. If I had, she might still be alive.”

The deep remorse and regret in his words singed her. “You didn’t know. Neither of us did.”

“You knew something was wrong. I should have trusted you, trusted those uncanny instincts of yours.” He squeezed her fingers. “I won’t make that mistake again.”

“Thank you,” she said, her voice husky with emotion.

“We can’t help the ones who’ve already paid with their lives, but we can stop this drug trial and bring down the ones killing them.”

“And get justice for Dustin.”

“And the others. Yeah.” He stood. “I’ve got some phone calls to make. I want Kilgore—”

“And that nurse, Donna—I don’t know her last name—”

“—and Nurse Donna, in an interrogation room ASAP.”

“They’re here in the hospital,” Sarah said.

“We’ll get them.”

Asher had been listening, his gaze snapping back and forth between them. He slapped a hand to the table and Sarah jumped. Caden’s brow rose and Travis flinched. “Dude, what’s that about?”

“Something’s wrong,” Asher said.

She exchanged a look with Caden, who’d narrowed his eyes. “What are you talking about?” he asked.

“Gavin. He was on the phone when I asked him if everything was all right. He said it was a client, a Mr. Hahn. The name rang a bell but has been bugging me. Mr. Hahn died about six months ago.” He pulled his phone from his pocket and punched the screen, held it to his ear a few seconds, then lowered it and tried again. He finally met Sarah’s gaze, then moved to Caden’s. “His number is going straight to voice mail.”

“He’d never turn his phone off or let the battery die,” Sarah said. “Not with everything going on.”

“You guys locate Gavin,” Caden said. “I’m going to work on things from this end.” He paused. “If you need help with Gavin, let me know.”