Page 29 (2/2)

“An overdose The doctors are calling it attempted suicide”

“And you?”

“I’ it attempted murder”

10

CASEY SPED UP to Danbury Hospital, getting there in under an hour It was still pitch-dark out, without a sign of dawn’s arrival, and a finethe roads slick ater and da leaves, and the visibility crappy

With a quick glance at the clock on her dashboard, Casey realized it was 4:00 am She hadn’t even been aware of the tiet to Madeline ASAP

Thank God Patrick had been on security detail at Madeline’s apartood as he was If anyone else had been on duty, Madeline would probably have found a way to give her guard the slip, made the drive alone—and risked her life in the process

After locking the car, Casey rushed through the front doors of the hospital Madeline was pacing in the lobby waiting for her Her face was drawn, and she’d obviously been crying Patrick was standing close by her side He and Casey exchanged quick glances Patrick looked troubled and suspicious

“How’s Conrad?” Casey asked

“He’s alive and his vitals are weak but steady” Madeline didn’t sound any better than she had on the phone She looked like hell, white as a sheet, her face streaked with tears

“If an aide hadn’t found him when she did” She stopped, and averted her head

“So he’s going to make it”

“I think so, yes”

Casey blew out a relieved breath, and then looked at Patrick “What facts do we have?”

“Conrad was prescribed a cocktail for his depression and anxiety,” Madeline replied before Patrick could speak