Chapters (40)
- Cover
- Chapter One
- Chapter Two
- Chapter Three
- Chapter Four
- Chapter Five
- Chapter Six
- Chapter Seven
- Chapter Eight
- Chapter Nine
- Chapter Ten
- Chapter Eleven
- Chapter Twelve
- Chapter Thirteen
- Chapter Fourteen
- Chapter Fifteen
- Chapter Sixteen
- Chapter Seventeen
- Chapter Eighteen
- Chapter Nineteen
- Chapter Twenty
- Chapter Twenty-One
- Chapter Twenty-Two
- Chapter Twenty-Three
- Chapter Twenty-Four
- Chapter Twenty-Five
- Chapter Twenty-Six
- Chapter Twenty-Seven
- Chapter Twenty-Eight
- Chapter Twenty-Nine
- Chapter Thirty
- Chapter Thirty-One
- Chapter Thirty-Two
- Chapter Thirty-Three
- Chapter Thirty-Four
- Chapter Thirty-Five
- Chapter Thirty-Six
- Chapter Thirty-Seven
- Epilogue
- About the Author
“Yes, we do,” Gonzo replied. “We figured we’d rescue the nurses by letting you do some work.”
“Wise move. I think they’ve already had enough of me.”
“I can’t imagine how that can be with your sunny disposition and love of all things medical,” Freddie said as he placed a coffee and a bag of doughnuts on her tray.
Her mouth watered when she caught a whiff of sugary goodness. “Excellent sucking up.” She took a bite of a jelly doughnut and sipped her coffee. “Now tell me everything I’ve missed. Leave nothing out.”
They went through everything they had so far, which was basically nothing.
“We’re doing the canvass in the park later today at Audrey’s usual running time, but we’re not sure what that’ll yield, as most of the paths are still unpassable from the snow, so the regulars might not be out.”
“Work the perimeter of the park, too,” Sam said. “If they can’t run on the paths, they might run nearby.”
“Good idea.” Gonzo made a note. “I’ll ask Patrol for help. What else you got?”
“How hard have we looked at the boyfriend?” she asked.
“Not that hard,” Freddie said. “He seems legit from all appearances.”
“I’ve learned not to trust appearances. Let’s take a go at him and make sure his story holds up. Nothing confrontational. Just checking the boxes. That kind of thing. Ask for permission to dump his phone.”
Gonzo added it to his list.
“Look at his brother, too.” Her gut was telling her they were both clear, but women were often murdered by their domestic partners, so it was worth considering. “What else is going on? How was Gigi’s first night back?”
“She seemed fine this morning,” Cam said. “Tired, but otherwise good.”
“Make sure she doesn’t overdo it,” Sam said. “We don’t want any setbacks.”
“Will that apply to you, too?” Freddie asked.
“Shut your face. We’re talking about Gigi, not me.”
“Got it.”
“Go back to work, and let’s do this again tomorrow. Same time.”
“We’ll be here.”
“Jeannie, can you stay for a minute?”
“Sure.”
After the others had left, Jeannie pulled up a chair to Sam’s bedside.
“I heard you’re taking the news Best brought yesterday pretty hard.”
Jeannie shrugged. “Just another day at the office.”
“Don’t do that. Don’t downplay it. It’s a big deal.”
“I’m getting nothing but accolades for the bust, but I’m not proud of how long it took us to find Carisma, or how many others had to suffer because Stahl didn’t care about her.”
“I hate how this happened. All we can do now is our best to make things right.”