He spread the documents on the table between us and read everything twice without speaking.
Then he looked up.
“The nurse — is she willing to give a formal statement?”
“Frank’s letter says she agreed to.
Her contact information is on the last page.”
He turned to it.
“I’ll reach out to her today.” He tapped the birth certificate.
“This, combined with the letter and the statement, gives us enough to open a formal inquiry into Catherine Reyes’s death.
That’s not a guarantee of anything.
But it’s a start.”
“What about Frank?” I asked.
“What happened to him in that room?”
“The medical examiner’s office will look at his chart and the nursing records for that shift.
If Gerald administered anything, or tampered with anything, there may be a trace.” He paused.
“Or there may not be.
I want to be honest with you about that.”
