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Could they have been wrong? Had the an at the office been Phillip Ean who’d petitioned for Jacob’s DNA And heto protect their children How far would Phillip go?

Chapter Thirty-Eight

Rage pulsed inside hirew and fed on itself until it had a will of its own

Morgan Dane was going to ruin everything Someone else had been arrested The evidence he’d planted had been solid—until Ms Dane stuck her nose into his business

There was no question that she had to be stopped But how? Her sidekick, the former cop, was always at her side, and he acted like her personal bodyguard

He’d spent all night devising a plan to stop her investigation Step number one: finish what the county jail had left undone She couldn’t defend a dead client

He entered the hospital through the main doors This wasn’t the city The medium-size community hospital had little need for security There were only two people behind the reception desk in the lobby An elderly wo up patient roo out visitor passes with a polite suard in his mid-fifties drank coffee and talked over the counter with aa hospital ID Hospital administration?

He set his shopping bag at his feet, used the hand sanitizer, and collected a pass from the old lady He headed for the elevator bank at an unhurried pace No one asked as in the bag No one cared

The security ca to hide

Yet

On the third floor, he took care of his legitimate business Then he needed to improvise Nick Zabrowski had been transferred fro

He ducked behind a set of double doors that separated the more public hallways frons for Radiation and the Cardiac Cath Lab and found the nearest restroom

The day before, he’d bought green scrubs at a uniforular clothes and stuffing theht down to his rubber shoes The salt-and-pepper toupee covered his hair, and black-fraauze in his uise the shape of his face When he was satisfied that no one would recognize him, he went back out into the hallway

He walked down the hall, scrolling on his phone to discourage attention He paused as an orderly rolled a patient on a gurney out of a doorway labeled Magnetic Resonance I There was an outer roo patients before their test This outer rooainst the wall, a white lab coat tossed carelessly over the chair With a glance in each direction down the hall, he ducked inside long enough to grab the lab coat The ID badge clipped to the pocket showed the photo of a young man Not a problem He merely turned the ID over to hide the picture Then he transferred his knife fro to the pocket of the lab coat

Continuing on, he took the elevator to the fourth floor

In a patient rooht side of the hall, he spotted an elderlyheavily The room was marked with a yellow card that called for Contact Precautions A cart loaded with gloves, owns sat next to the doorway He stuffed his shopping bag into the bin labeled Medical Waste and helped hied it down past hisroom

The nurses bustled at the station down the hall No guard stood at the doorway Perhaps there was a sheriff’s deputy inside the room

He glanced through the doorway No guard

Convenient

Also lazy

Who was he to judge? The lack of a guard made his job easier

But he’d better hurry Someone could co up the chart at the foot of the bed in case he was interrupted

Nick Zabrowski slept peacefully His eyes didn’t even flutter His chest rose and fell in a deep and even rhythested sedation or exhaustion Maybe both

An IV line ran into one ar Not that it et out of bed

Or fight back