CHAPTER 2: Home
Twenty-four hours later, a short blond woman came to the hospital. “Hello, I understand you have my husband here.” She told the front desk attendant. The front desk clerk alerted Doctor Fields since he gave strict instructions to be notified if anyone came in asking for the patient.
Through the rental car agency, the sheriff was able to get a name. But before they could track down the lead and contact family the patient’s family contacted them.
“Hello, I am Doctor Fields,” he said extending his hand in greeting. He thought of the sheriff’s description of the women’s clothes found in the luggage at the wreck. According to the sheriff, the woman should be taller. Much taller. Like the mysterious woman who vanished the previous day. Not this short woman who came to get the patient. Figures, he thought.
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