“Claire, I need you to listen to me carefully.
Don’t contact Gerald Marsh tonight.
Don’t call him, don’t text him, don’t let him know where you are.
Can you do that?”
“Yes.”
“The nurse’s statement — do you have the original document with you?”
“It’s in my hands.”
“Don’t let it out of your sight.
I’m going to make a call in the morning to someone I know in the county medical examiner’s office.
If there’s anything to find, we find it properly.
That means you don’t move first.”
“He was at the hospital last week,” I said.
“He was alone with Frank.”
“I heard you.” His voice was careful.
“One step at a time.
Can you stay where you are tonight?”
I looked at Miriam.
She was still in the doorway, watching me with Frank’s dark eyes.
“Yes,” I said.
