Liza chuckled. “No. But if there’s a BeDazzle kit anywhere in this hospital, we can BeDazzle some of your stuff and make you the sparkliest girl here.” She looked over her shoulder to Nurse Innes. “Do we? Have a BeDazzle kit, I mean.”

Nurse Innes smiled. “I’ll send someone out for one.”

“Yay!” Brooklyn cried, clapping her hands.

Yay indeed, Liza thought. If I’m only here for a short time, I’m going to make sure I use it to help this little girl have some fun. “I’ll have to do chores in between play, like changing your bedding and stuff like that. But let’s start this morning right. Where is your book?”

SACRAMENTO, CALIFORNIA

TUESDAY, MAY 30, 9:30 A.M.

“She’s good with the kid,” the surveillance tech said with a sad smile.

“She is,” Tom agreed.

It was hotter than hell in the van, but he didn’t want to be anywhere else. Watching Liza make a seriously sick kid smile was a beautiful thing. She’d read several chapters from the first Harry Potter book, doing “all the voices,” and little Brooklyn had been delighted.

Then they’d taken a break to take the child’s vitals and change her bedding. Now they were looking at photos of the stars and planets on the child’s tablet.

Tom and the surveillance techs hadn’t seen much of the inside of Sunnyside Oaks yet. They’d taken the tour along with Liza and Nurse Innes, who, according to what Irina had told Liza, was someone to watch.

After the tour, Liza had stayed in the child’s room except for the few minutes she’d taken to deliver the soiled bedding to the facility’s laundry. She’d walked slowly on the way back, making sure the cameras in her glasses and the pendant caught every nook and cranny.

He’d hacked the facility’s cameras that were connected to Wi-Fi, and that had made him feel a bit better about her being alone inside. He’d thought they might see armed guards everywhere, but they hadn’t. The only armed person seemed to be Saltrick, the security chief.

One was enough, though. Unfortunately, if there were cameras in the patient rooms, they were hardwired, because he hadn’t been able to hack those, so they hadn’t seen Pastor.

“Any luck on your phishing e-mails?” the tech asked.

“No. I’m worrying now that they’re going to compare notes and realize someone is trying to break in.” Because the Wi-Fi feed had shown the employees working on their computers, so it was likely that they’d seen his e-mails.

“We’ll keep watch, but if any of the recipients go to the security office, we won’t be able to see them.”

Either the chief of security’s office didn’t have a camera or it was hardwired. Tom figured it was the former.

The tech chuckled. “The head nurse just told Brooklyn that she’ll have her BeDazzling stuff in an hour.”

Tom returned his attention to the monitor linked to the feed from Liza’s pendant.