Chapters (33)
- Title page
- PROLOGUE
- 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
He stuffed down a slight twinge of unease. He wasnt breaking any rules here. He would only be looking at his own patients. Yet, guilt still gnawed at him. The possibility that it was his own actions that had begun the chain of events that left three young women dead wasnt one he really wanted to entertain.
Yet, he had to.
If there was even the slightest chance that he could stop the chain of violence, he had to take it. Even if it meant facing one of his worst fears.
Fear of his own failure.
He began with the most recent of his patients. Vincenzo Rohr. As he read through the file, all he could see was Lexas quiet compassion when speaking with Vincenzos wife about their little girl, the way she was willing to throw herself bodily in front of the charge nurse to let Morgan stop Ayres from starting the operation to clip Vincenzos aneurysm, her desire to push herself farther so she wouldnt miss a diagnosis the next time.
Nothing in the file pointed to anything that would make someone strike out at Lexa.
He worked backwards. A woman in her 70s was brought in by her daughter. The ER docs thought it was a stroke but couldnt find anything on the CT Scan. Their next thought had been the onset of dementia, but the daughter insisted that her mother had been functioning fine the previous week. Morgan had been called in and while he was fairly certain of the diagnosis, he passed the case on to Lexa to see if she could catch it. It took Lexa only a quick scan of the chart to request a urine test and diagnose the woman with a UTI. After a day on IV fluids to deal with dehydration and antibiotics to deal with the infection, the woman was again oriented in space and time and was ready to be discharged to her own home.
Lexa had caught the problem and diagnosed it quickly, treating the patient in a way that was non-invasive and incredibly effective. No reason to target her for anything there. Shed sat next to the older woman, holding her hand while taking her pulse, talking to her quietly and calmly. The daughter had hugged Lexa when theyd left.
Nothing there. If anything, that family would be looking to put Lexa up for sainthood.
Then he hit pay dirt.