Of course she was. She was every bit as obsessed with this case as he was.

Morgan careened through the streets, trying to make time but not cause an accident. His anxiety cranked up with every stoplight he hit. If this was the killer, who would he go after next? So far, his targets had all been small potatoes, medically speaking. A nurse. A tech. A resident.

Theyd have to comb through the file to find any and all names. Who knew what logic the killer was using to decide who to grab, and when.

He left his car in a garage two blocks from the FBI building and ran. Good thing hed been trying to live a little healthier. He didnt feel quite as out of breath as he had chasing down Connor.

He texted Danielle as he got to the FBI building. In a matter of minutes, she was opening the door for him and shepherding him through darkened quiet lobby. The lights had been dimmed and everything was in shadow. Their footsteps echoed on the hard surface of the floor. Without the bustle of people coming through, they sounded like gunshots.

Start explaining, Danielle said as she hit the buttons for the elevator.

A woman named Mary Pickett was mistakenly given a terminal diagnosis. She was told she had pancreatic cancer and had only three months to live.

Danielle winced. Nasty stuff. My uncle died from it. It was fast and terrible.

The elevator came and they got in the car and Morgan continued his explanation. The problem was that Mary didnt have pancreatic cancer. She had plain old ordinary gall bladder disease. Unpleasant, but completely curable.

That sounds like that would have been good news. The doors pinged open and, once again, Danielle walked Morgan down to the conference room where the files on the case were still laid out.

Hed known it. She was as deep in this as he was. Except Mary never heard that news. She did a little Internet research and decided to take her own life rather than spend her last three months in pain. She didnt want to go through it and she didnt want to put her family through it.

Family? Danielle asked. What do we know about the family?

Besides her son being angry enough to try to sue the hospital? Not much. Morgan sat down at the conference table.

Danielle sat down across from him. I take it the lawsuit didnt get him what he wanted.

A judge threw it out almost instantly, even said that it was frivolous. Judge Lourdes Alvarez had made it abundantly clear that Marys family didnt stand a snowballs chance in hell of getting any kind of settlement from the hospital and should, in fact, feel lucky that she wasnt going to make them pay the hospitals legal fees.