The monotony of the sound of keys being hit repeatedly, lulled Bruce into a light sleep on the couch. He startled awake when Herald came to wake him up.
“Did you find something?” he asked, looking around him. Herald nodded and handed him a piece of paper. Bruce blinked and stared at the list of names. “What’s this?”
“Those are the names of the staff at the hospital. I told you,” he said, pointing at a name on the bottom of the page.
Teresa Madison. She was on the list of the part-time staff.
What?
Herald sat on the couch next to him. “She’s been on the staff at three hospitals that Martin was admitted into. I don’t think that’s a coincidence, and you have to admit that it’s a little suspicious,” Herald said in a whisper. Bruce stared at Teresa’s name on the paper. He didn’t know
